Restricted Doomsday Syndrome Chapter 2098: 0 pieces scattered
It's hard to know what Zhenjiang's ritual and the old seal are going on now. Even if Dorothy talks about one or two, she also said that she can't grasp the key with her memories alone. Does the old seal have any special effects? I did not see it with my own eyes. The pattern at the entrance at that moment seemed to him more like some kind of graffiti, and the strange things in the locker on the roof of the dormitory were even more so. Like a joke like a prank, all the anomalies he can experience exist in the distance where he can only rely on imagination to guess, rather than deep experience and cognition. However, if everything Dorothy said is true, then these things that sound like a fantasy can really be delicate to herself and others, to this hospital and even the whole world all the time. And far-reaching impact.
Whether you want to take the story you heard from Dorothy seriously, it is difficult for me not to be a husband to have an affirmative answer. Looking at the connotation of these stories from a scientific point of view, in his heart, there is still a deep estrangement from all of this-that is an atmosphere that has always surrounded him after the abnormal change from the hospital, that It is the exhaustion from physical to mental, the fear of too much unknown and uncertainty, and the feeling of powerlessness and oppression. This atmosphere is suffocating and makes people wonder whether "death" can be freed.
Because of this, I’m here to listen to Dorothy’s story without being a husband—believe it or not, listening to these things I never knew in the past can at least let myself know more explanations and know more People are working hard to get rid of the same predicament, and they can believe that there is a reason and an end to all of this, and they can indeed participate in it and change it. What he needs is partners, other people in social relations. Fuzuo always believes that the biggest gain for him when he comes here is not to learn these stories, but to prove that he is still not alone.
"Is it effective just to draw the old printed pattern?" Fuzuo asked Dorothy's words.
"Although the entity of the old seal belonging to Zhenjiang is missing, it is only in accordance with the old seal pattern drawn by her that makes me aware of the illusion... huge information floods me, giving me this mutated form It was unbearable. Then, the door was opened. The old seal was the key." Dorothy murmured to herself, "But the complete old seal has been lost. The fire buried too many things. She couldn’t find what Zhenjiang left behind... Maybe she gave it to A Chuan, but A Chuan didn’t know it himself, he just ate her… How painful, how sad, if you can, I can’t remember it. Right."
Dorothy’s voice has changed from clarity to a weird whisper. Although people don’t understand the whisper, they can feel the confused emotions. It gives people an extremely negative feeling, just If you touch it lightly and intend to feel it, you will feel uncomfortable.
is more certain that she will not work as a husband, even if she has become this inhuman appearance, she is still a doomsday syndrome patient, with too many symptoms of patients on her body. Moreover, as a last resort, one of the most powerful computing structures in the hospital, her pathology is also worrying. I don't know when she will fall like other doomsday patients. I don’t know if Dorothy was already in such a sickly posture before the large-scale mutation in the hospital. The results of underground research are enough to prove Dorothy’s strength. He felt that perhaps it was impossible to fully realize Dorothy’s hope. Put it on Dorothy. He already understood to some extent what Dorothy was doing secretly in private, and using some oblique rhetoric to hide the behavior, it must have something to do with "Gao Chuan".
Although there are speculations about not being a husband, they have no plans to stop it, because at present, "Gaochuan" is still necessary. Even if the results of underground research have such a credibility of 10% to 20%, it is necessary to try it, because there is no better proposal besides this. If possible, he is willing to bring these news to the surviving researchers. Although the accident in the dormitory building has caused the principal to be lost, some people still did not enter the dormitory building, but only in the temporary al Qaeda after the transfer. Logistically, these people are more cautious, but in terms of their knowledge and ability, they are actually no different from the group of people entering the dormitory.
Dorothy lacks manpower, and there are just some manpower left on his side. Perhaps the organization should be reintegrated, but before that, there are still some things that I want to know about not being a husband.
"Where is the color center? You must still be in contact with her at this time?" Fuzuo asked.
"The color center manages all LCL fluids. In order to prevent accidental external influences, her place has been in a state of complete lockdown in accordance with the red alert regulations. If it were not for the power of fantasy dreams, I would not be able to contact her. Do you think Going to find her? It’s impossible. Even if you know the location, you can’t get in. You can neither break through her defensive procedures nor directly knock on the heavy gates and defense walls. So, I don’t think I should tell you about it. Her situation." Dorothy's voice seemed to have recovered from that whisper, speaking in a rather profound tone.
No work as a husband is not moved. From the beginning, he didn't think it would go too smoothly. The guard zone of the **** center has always been the most severe in the hospital. However, from Dorothy’s answer, it seems that the color center does not stay in her own "dreamland" like Dorothy. The facility where it is located is a hospital facility in the full sense-sure enough, it still needs to be found. Dr. Ender?
The principal’s entrustment has been fulfilled. From the moment she learned that Dorothy had taken the chip-no matter what attitude she took-she had a feeling of freedom without being a husband. Although she could not change the fact that she had been infected by the virus, she could Do what you want to do.
The statement of the principal, the statement of Dorothy, and what he saw with his own eyes have drawn a magnificent and unknown outline in the mind of a husband, but because of this, I have to listen to it. More: And Dr. Ander's understanding of the current situation, and what the color center is like. You can be sure if you don't be a husband, the two rhetoric must be in the details, and they are different from what I heard before and what I understand.
"Where is Dr. Ender, then?" Fuzuo continued to ask. He also felt that Dorothy knew about Dr. Ender's position. In this hospital, there didn't seem to be many people she didn't know about.
"Doctor Ender has entered the fantasy dreamland." Dorothy said, "I can't locate him anymore. His location and mine are different from the location of the doomsday fantasy world. Last observation When he arrived, he went to the tower area... He was always looking for cards. You told him there were secrets in the cards, and he believed it. Although I think it was just an illusion, he was also infected by the virus. , And the illness came so quickly and intensely that it almost destroyed his spirit-are you really going to find him? He might not treat you kindly, he has become very dangerous now."
"Then what should I do? Now that you have taken the chip, you have already made a decision?" Fuzuo asked after a long silence, "I always do something, when your hands and feet It’s okay, I can’t stand the situation where I can’t do anything."
"...In fact, if you still need human hands, you won't be able to dispose of the Gao Chuan copy so easily. Although they have had an accident, it is not in the subjective initiative and directionality of their behavior." Dorothy seemed to express one. This kind of indispensable attitude, and such an attitude makes Fufu feel that she is too relaxed, as if everything is on track, and she has nothing to do, so she is chatting with him here— -But actually? The matter has not been resolved at all, and there are still many things she can do. The surviving researchers are definitely still looking forward to finding a color center, but if there is no color center, Dorothy is also possible.
"You know, besides me, there are other survivors, right? I can let them come." Fufu finally said this to her bluntly.
"No need." Dorothy's refusal was so refreshing that she choked in her heart.
"It’s no longer necessary. According to your infection status, your thinking is not credible." Dorothy said: "The way a group of lunatics think is not necessarily better than a madman’s thinking. The way out is more useful."
Not being a husband is dumb, she actually treats everyone who is still surviving today, including herself, as a lunatic. Although only her voice can be heard, the determination of this attitude can still be felt from it. However, this statement and attitude are not as difficult to understand as the so-called "dreams" and "old seals" before. Not being a husband has already personally experienced that crazy inflated thinking, that too extreme and negative thinking, will always twist people in great despair, horror and pain. Even if the person knows this situation, he cannot control it, just as his own consciousness and thoughts are no longer his own-although the total amount of all consciousnesses has been regarded as the complete self, but at that moment, the patient I will feel very deeply that the so-called "self" is probably just an illusion.
People’s madness and distortions caused by the doomsday syndrome are likely to require a deeper essence than the quantum theory and memetic theories that are known today, from a perspective that has never been recognized by humans. To understand. As for how far this depth is from the imaginative theory of mankind, it can only be known after mankind's cognition has actually reached that level.
Therefore, Dorothy said "No need", because even she or the **** center can no longer correct the consciousness of the survivors. They can't even save themselves. Only Dorothy in front of her can already feel the contradictions and inconsistencies in the communication, which are all the feelings that patients with doomsday syndrome will bring to people.
Not working as a husband once again felt a deep sense of powerlessness.
"...Then, I'm leaving here." He made the decision anyway. In Dorothy, he learned a lot of stories. However, his original intention was a bit shattered. Although Dorothy can still be regarded as the front line against the "virus", she has her own plan, and she obviously does not want other things. People involved.
"The lights will show you the way." Dorothy replied without any politeness, and did not ask him what he was going to do.
"One last question, do you really think that your plan will succeed?" The emotions in the heart of the non-worker have finally calmed down, "Do you believe that your perception of the world today is correct? ?"
"No, everything is empty, so everything is allowed." Dorothy replied, "I just have to believe so. The same is true for you, not being a husband, you also have things you must believe, but, That thing is not necessarily correct. At this point, we are no different from others."
"...I know that the unbelievers will eventually be locked on the wall of **** and be punished. Only faith can give us strength." Fuhu crossed his chest. He is a killer, a scientist, and At the same time, he is a believer, and he believes in one of the most widespread religions in human society. He felt that it was faith that saved his life, and he had always believed that his faith was very pious. Now, once again, his powerlessness is left with faith.
He hopes that this time, this belief in transcendental philosophy can also allow him to maintain his mental spirit in the upheaval~IndoMTL.com~, apart from that, no one can save himself, even I can't save myself.
As he looked up, the outline of the huge, unpredictable, as if there were countless lights inlaid on it, gradually blurred, seemed to recede, and seemed to be covered by the abruptly expanding shadow, like those lights one after another. Extinguished, but Dorothy's form was doomed, and her retreat was definitely not a normal way. No husband can't understand the situation in front of him. He is just restraining his thinking, don't be attracted by this unknown phenomenon and swell again. He is unwilling to think, nor can he think, the pain of doomsday syndrome makes him have a limited understanding of everything in front of him. Since he rejected Dorothy's drug experiment, he had to support himself until the moment of turning for the better.
The things in the room retreated from the blur, and became clear again. Now, he could no longer see the least unclear, incomprehensible things. This room became an ordinary room again, with only ordinary equipment. The scene of meeting Dorothy and talking with it was like an illusion or dream. There is a feeling of not being a husband, but he is still in the blue patient suit, reminding him that what happened before should not be just an illusion.
Fantasy Dreamland, such a wonderful word, but now, he still can't just use this word to straighten everything out, for example: Is the current self still staying in the Fantasy Dreamland? What was the difference between the time I met Dorothy and this time?
When he changed his mind for a while, a new light came on, paved a route to a far-reaching place in front of him.