Restricted Doomsday Syndrome Chapter 324: World Line (3)

324 World Line (3)

I stayed at Sakuya's house for one night. Nothing strange happened this night. According to what I said, Sakuya locked the bear puppet in the safe before going to bed, and when he took it out the next day, it was still the dilapidated puppet. I asked Sakuya to carefully observe the wound on the puppet's shoulder. The black liquid substance there would not overflow even if the puppet was soaked in clean water. Sakuya carefully inserted his finger into the wound, feeling the feel and temperature of the strange liquid substance.

"Don't do this in the future." With an unbearable look on her face, she said to the puppet: "Little Bear, does it hurt?" Then, she sewed the deep scar with a front line. In this way, as long as no one sees the weird things in the puppet, whether it is soft or elastic, it is no different from a normal tampon puppet.

I'm not as emotional as Sakiya, and not so loving. On the contrary, I feel that the true essence of this puppet lies in the black liquid substance in the body, and the appearance of the puppet is just a disguise. So, when I saw Sakiya sew up the wound of the puppet, it felt like she had accidentally sealed the dangerous thing.

It is also worth mentioning that we found a small label on the back of the bear puppet. It probably reads the name of the puppet’s owner, or the name the owner gave to the beloved puppet: Dorothy .

Who is this "Doroth"? The person who owns this peculiar puppet must have some unusual qualities in himself. It sounds like a girl's name, and the sense of sight makes me very familiar with this name. At this time, I have approximately agreed with the standard that "the existing sense of sight" is equal to "has happened in another world line." Therefore, the intuition generated by the existing sense of sight has reference value in certain conditions. Through this spontaneous feeling, I tried to sketch the image of this girl named Dorothy in my mind.

Gradually, through some invisible channel in my mind, this image penetrated into the memory of the night before the disappearance of the classmates.

I seem to be back in front of the dimly lit mirror again, looking at myself in the mirror.

The portrait in the mirror changed rapidly, and it was fixed in the form of an emerald green eye in an instant. From the outline of the face, it looked like me when I was a teenager. However, my intuition made me focus on the emerald green eye as a mirror. When the middle man's face changed again, the emerald green eyes still existed, staring straight at me.

On that night, this change was very fast, it was too late to count how many images appeared, but in today’s memories, some of the changes have been slowed down, and even every detail is surprisingly clear, no Understand how he remembered these details in the shocked and muddled situation at the time.

Perhaps, just like the classmates of Xi Se said, all memories are backed up in a special gene called "Jiang" in the body. I have always been skeptical of this statement, because when I went to the hospital to check my body, I never found anything special about my body. However, this "sense of sight" and "memory" nowadays can only be explained in this way.

The subconscious mind and deep memory are stored deep in genes, not in my brain. I search for the answer through "feeling" instead of thinking, so I can call up this part of the memory.

Many people take things like "thinking with muscles" and "thinking with bodies" as mockery, but it is the most intuitive expression to explain my current situation.

The memory of the person in the mirror is finally fixed on the image of a little girl. I intuitively feel that she is "Doroth", thinking about it this way, the image began to become plump:

About ten years old, both eyes are emerald green, and he holds a bear puppet in his arms. There is a part of her that is very similar to Sakiya, that is, these two girls give people a sense of cringe. However, the difference from Sakuya is that her eyes are very bright, looking straight at me, serious, serious and firm.

The girl's outward temperament is completely opposite to the temperament of her eyes.

When the image of the girl called "Doroth" was completely outlined in my mind, another series of data came from my intuition:

Misfire, combat effectiveness evaluation: 1500

Turtle dove, combat power estimate: 1300

Evaluation of combat power: 1000

Ballet Bear, combat power evaluation: 1050

Doroth, combat power estimate: 1200

Setback, combat power estimate: 1370

Billy, combat power valuation: 960

Among these names, apart from "Doroth", I have never heard of them. Although they also have a familiar sense of sight, they cannot clearly outline the image like "Doroth". When these weird names and data came to mind, I was just a calm bystander.

I don’t know what standard these so-called "combat power estimates" are based on. However, if the people represented by these names use the same standard, "Doroth", a little girl who is only about ten years old, is actually Not the weakest one, it's really staggering.

I think these people are real, not just illusions in their heads. They had an intersection with "Gaochuan" in another world line. These data were obtained at that time. Then, they may also exist in the current world line, and they will likely intersect with me in the future, Dorothy The best evidence that the silk bear puppet appeared by my side.

Who are they? Should I take the initiative to find them? I'm not sure. Maybe they were not enemies on the last world line, but in the current world line, who knows what has changed? Moreover, it is not certain that they still have the combat effectiveness of the previous world line.

Now Dorothy, who is closest to me, doesn't know what happened to her, so that she throws her doll in the trash can.

I am a little worried about Dorothy, who is world-famous but has not yet met. The feeling from the depths of my body tells me that she is also my important companion. I imagine this girl was next to the trash can I passed by yesterday or the day before yesterday. What happened to her at that time? Was it because she took the initiative to throw the puppet into the trash can, or someone wanted to hurt her, but she lost the puppet in a panic, or it might be a worse answer. She was killed and the murderer threw the puppet into it. In the trash can. Yesterday the barking of the dog reverberated in my mind, maybe this dog was attracted by some important message left in the trash can.

No matter what happens to Dorothy, it must be an anomaly against reality.

Because there were too many questions, guesses, thoughts, and undecided choices in my mind, I woke up very early the next day. I didn’t wake up Saya Ye next to me, and I crept out the door and walked along that road again. Walk along the road in the park. When I came to the street lamp near the trash can, there was the sound of flapping wings above my head, and when I looked up, I saw the quark falling on the top of the street lamp as if it had caught the time.

The sky is still not clear on this day. The weather forecast mentioned that the tail of the typhoon will sweep over the city, and there will be large and small showers in the next few days.

Although it is summer, the cooler weather due to changes in air pressure makes it seem like autumn has entered overnight.

I opened the prepared plastic bag containing bread crumbs and fresh meat strips and placed it under the street lamp. I don't know which kind of crow likes, if carrion is a must, it would be a headache. After the quark fell, he did not hesitate at all, grabbed the meat strips, and swallowed in two mouthfuls.

As I squatted next to it, seeing it eating so cheerfully, I couldn't help but feel like a cloud.

I decided to find out those who rashly came to my mind. Whisperers need members as well as friends. Even with different world lines, the growth trajectory of the characters changes, isn't it a meaningful thing to determine their current living conditions?

After the quark had eaten the fresh meat, I re-wrapped the residue and threw it in the trash can. I didn't find any clues in the same trash can on this day. I observed the traces around me based on experience. Probably after a long time, I couldn't find anything useful. After that, I waited on this road for a long time. Whenever someone passes by in the morning exercise, I will describe Dorothy to them.

"Excuse me, have you ever seen this girl? Ten years old, holding a bear puppet, looks a little scared."

I have outlined a big difference between Dorothy and ordinary children based on my feelings. Her dress and emerald green eyes all give the impression of a foreign mixed race. Such an obvious sign, plus the little bear puppet, will not be forgotten too soon as long as someone has seen it. Most of these morning exercisers who pass this road live nearby and habitually walk back and forth on this road several times every day.

Unfortunately, although these people behaved friendly, they all shook their heads after thinking about it for a moment.

"I haven't seen it, who are you with that girl?" Some people will ask vigilantly.

"A friend of her relatives." I lied without turning a face: "My friend called me yesterday and said that this girl was lost and had already called the police, but I still hope we can help find it nearby."

"It's so pitiful... I heard that there have been several cases of missing babies and children recently. The world is really getting chaotic." The passerby sighed.

"I also heard about it, but the city doesn't report it, it seems like there is a lot of trouble." Another person interjected.

"Have you heard in which district the crime was committed? Haven't the murderer been caught yet?" I asked quickly. Their words reminded me of the cocoon I saw in the wizard's stronghold two weeks ago, and I couldn't help but worry. Perhaps the wizards in this city are not the ones I have seen. More wizards are still lurking in dark corners, carrying out their secret plans.

Apart from the node leading to the ruling bureau, is there anything special about this city? Father Sisson said that these wizards cannot walk in this world casually, and this country is also one of the most difficult areas for Doomsday Shinrikyo to penetrate. But now, these wizards are constantly coming from outside the ocean, even at the risk of being alerted by the municipal government to commit serious crimes.

Is it possible that Dorothy would fall into the hands of these people?

Once this question came to my mind, I almost certainly answered myself, this girl must be the same as Morino at the beginning, and these hyenas have discovered the difference in her body.

"I heard that these criminals came from other provinces, and there is no fixed area for committing crimes. The police are really useless now. A person from another province has not been able to catch even the criminals’ looks. I don’t know. Why don’t you post a wanted warrant?” The man said angrily and worriedly, “It’s really worrying. Ask for leave from school and take your children to travel outside for a while."

The atmosphere suddenly became dull. After a while, after someone concluded that "there will be a result soon", everyone dispersed. With blessings like "This girl will be okay", I went to the secluded pond in the park and rearranged my ideas before rushing to school to participate in a thesis presentation of the Department of Psychology. The old professor of the Department of Psychology who often takes care of me invited his friend, who is also the hottest psychology master at the moment, to come to our school to give a lecture on his latest research results. The professor hopes to introduce me to this old friend.

When I came to the multifunctional complex, there was still an hour before the presentation, but people were already waiting in the lobby of the teaching building. The central screen of the lobby is scrolling the program schedule of the day. Except for a science and education documentary filmed by the students themselves, the rest are press conferences and seminars held in the major classrooms of the building. The initiators of the conference and seminar include teachers and students from our school, as well as specially invited guest professors. Of all the conferences today, the most well-known and important one is the presentation of the thesis by the master of the Department of Psychology.

In addition, I also saw a conference called "Science Fiction and Science-Time Travel Feasibility Symposium", which was a little bit unpretentious and tacky. The time was set at eleven o'clock, just after the presentation of the thesis by the masters of the psychology department. From this arrangement, it can be seen that this "time travel feasibility seminar" is indeed not very interesting. If the paper presentation is delayed, the seminar will be cancelled. If the presentation ends normally, how many people will stay and continue the seminar?

However, because my recent encounter involves the term "world line", I still picked up my spirits and reviewed the initiator of this seminar.

Then, when I scrolled for the second time, I saw his name-Stein.

Not a Chinese name, but a foreigner. This name reminds me of the "World Line Theory" that has been published on the Internet in recent years, and the Internet geek "Stein" who claims to be a mad scientist.

Is it a coincidence? I think.

After the weird "Stein" published the "World Line Theory" on the Internet, I came into contact with this theory by accident, but only occasionally use the online message board to talk to him about time travel. Most of the time, Not behave as enthusiastic as other commenters. I don’t think that the "world line theory" is Stein’s original creation, because its basic theory has been conjectured by ancestors. It’s just that "Stein" has done a better job than others in advertising on the Internet, which makes people feel that this person I have a soft spot for the "world line theory", which is why it has attracted a large number of the same fans.

However, during those days, suddenly one day, Stein declared that he had been studying machines that could make people cross the world, and had some results, and planned to seek collaborators and sponsors. However, because he did not provide enough evidence online, he was regarded as a fraud and depressed for a while. At this point, I don't know whether this person is a man or a woman, how old he is, and whether the name "Stein" is a screen name or a real name.

Is the "Stein" appearing in the university where I was studying, is it the "Stein" himself on the Internet, I couldn't help but be interested in finding out.

Half an hour before the start of the psychology master’s thesis presentation, I met with the professor and entered the venue in advance for the final inspection of the venue layout. Of course, I met the master of psychology in the professor's office in advance, and several other people were there to accompany the two of them. The conversation between the two is very strong, and the topic is professional and profound.

This psychologist is called Mayne, a German-born, and is already more than seventy years old. I call it Ms. Mayne. Her voice is gentle and calm, but it has an excellent rhythm and does not make people drowsy. However, when she asks a question suddenly, the person asked will inevitably give a positive answer, as if being hypnotized. Those who tell the truth will not feel disgusted on the spot, and may feel regret afterwards~IndoMTL.com~, but they will not resent and fear this master of psychology. I have to say that I have learned a lot of valuable experience from her words and deeds.

Ms. Mayne’s question does not seem to involve personal affair, but she can always draw surprising conclusions after percussive and nuanced observation, just like an unknown prophet. After the meeting, I felt that I was among the people present, except for the professor, the only one who was not affected by this superb hypnotism hidden in words and deeds.

"Do you want to study in Germany?" Ms. Mayn suddenly asked me when I went to the large classroom for a paper presentation after the meeting.

I never thought about this question before, probably because I have never had a concept, so I can’t answer it right away.

"If you have the opportunity." My answer was rather perfunctory.

Ms. Mayne was not upset, she just smiled and nodded, and handed me a business card.

"If you have the opportunity to go to Germany, you might as well come to my house. You performed very well today, and you deserve to be an old friend’s disciple."

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