Restricted Doomsday Syndrome Chapter 360: Goodbye Dorothy (1)

I walked to the door first, and turned around to urge the two women to say something, but when I was staring at them, they could only walk in silence, but my pace was definitely not fast. I understand their thoughts, and I think so too: this building looks so big from the outside, if there is only this little space inside, probably not many people will believe it. Although there is no way to go to other spaces, if someone is hiding here, even if they don’t understand us, they can understand our intentions from our actions.

I also don’t want the previous mysterious signal to be just a bait for the metal head. Maybe someone is trapped here, and that metal head is also acting as a guard, and that possibility also exists. Tritty seems to have understood my thoughts from my actions, and when I turned my head, she gave a less obvious look.

Until I was about to step out of the room, a noise similar to the noise made when the radio could not receive the signal suddenly rang. Gregya, who was not aware of it, was taken aback, and Tritty and I turned around together. This time the movement was very clear, and it was easier to judge the sound of the sound—it came from the metal head.

Gregya ran behind Tritty like a frightened rabbit, her eyes fell on the metal head, and she couldn't help shouting: "It's looking at us! It wasn't facing this direction."

After destroying this metal head, even when I was exploring the room, my attention never completely left it. I can be sure that the metal head did not move, it was just an illusion by Gregya. Even now. The metal head also showed no signs of operation at all, and the sound was not so much that it came from it. Rather, it came from a certain device in its body. It's like hiding an old radio in a corpse.

I walked up to the metal head and kicked it a few times, the noise continued. The timing is so coincidental, it may be deliberately controlled by some existence. However, the other party did not show up immediately, but tried to communicate by voice. There may be some difficulties, but I think it is not impossible that the other party is delaying time.

Although this may not be the case. But I came back and said it might be a mistake.

Thinking about this, I turned around and said to the two of them: "Leave immediately."

"But..." Gregya hesitated, but Tritty did it without hesitation, pulling the college girl towards the door. However, before taking a few steps, the door that had been open suddenly closed. The speed is much faster than when it is turned on. Can not help but make people think that this is a trap.

Perhaps it is indeed a trap here, not only the metal head, but the other party also used all kinds of tricks to play with us.

The three of us gathered back to back. At this moment, the dolls that looked like decorations or scraps made a creaking sound, and our limbs began to turn. Dolls without limbs will also turn their heads, after three hundred and sixty degrees. Staring straight at us, the dolls fixed on the bracket swayed like twitches. Even the dolls piled up in disorderly struggling to get up, some succeeded in standing up, tremblingly, However, most of the dolls tangled with each other, tripped, rolled into a ball, and slid from the top of the pile of dolls to the ground.

This can't help but create a sense of spirituality, and Gregya's back is squeezed tightly towards me. Her back was wet with sweat, but her body temperature was very low. She was nervous and frightened. If you can think rationally, the scene in front of you does not exceed cognition. There are countless reasons to explain, but at this time she has been bound by sensibility. As more dolls surrounded us, I could feel her body trembling more and more severely.

Even if these dolls will attack us, I don't think they are more dangerous than metal heads. Tridi and I have checked that these dolls are not equipped with weapons. What's more, they just came alive, and they are not malicious. Maybe they just want to see us strangers and entertain us kindly by the way, such as playing some games-of course this is just a joke.

After a few tough battles, I can no longer have any emotions in the current situation. As I take things for granted, such as eating and walking, I pulled out the magazine, pressed it back into the rifle, and aimed at these guys. Judging from the color of their bodies, it seems that they are also made of strong materials unique to the ruling bureau.

The puppets did not launch an attack. Even if they surrounded us, they kept a distance of at least three meters. Moreover, there are not many dolls that can stand up and walk in front of us. Most of the dolls are like machines that have been in disrepair for a long time, and their parts have started to strike. However, when they open and close their blunt lips in unison, making a clicking sound, this kind of actions and sounds that are reminiscent of ridicule does make the people onlookers feel uncomfortable.

I unceremoniously fired at a puppet trying to step into a three-meter range, and through a rear-end collision determined by the chain, only three bullets were required to solve one. The owner who made them obviously didn't use good stuff on them.

After that, no other doll stepped into the three-meter range. I think their owner is watching the situation here through some kind of camera-like device, but I haven't found such a device.

"Hey! When do you want to pretend to be a ghost?" Regardless of whether the other party can understand or not, I shouted into the air: "We are not malicious, but you, why drove that metal head to attack us? If it is a misunderstanding, I hope I can talk, maybe we can do a business!"

After I finished speaking, the rustling white noise continued for a while before there was a little regular sound. It's not like talking, but moving sounds. After a while, the noise was reduced a bit, and this time I could hear it more clearly. There was a bumping sound from the other side of the communication device, as if the other party was trying to sound.

The guy first said a piece of mechanical language used by the construction machine, and it seemed to be wrong, and then turned into a voice similar to the language of the ruling bureau halfway, and then paused for a while, and when it sounded again, it was already used by humans in the normal world. Language. Moreover, it is the language of the Central Duchy.

"Can you hear it? Gao Chuan."

At this time, I am a little confused. Because I never thought that such a situation would happen. This mysterious master actually said my name in the language of the Central Duchy, and the tone is very pure. It sounds like a girl's voice—this voice makes me subconsciously feel that the other person knows me well.

"Can you hear it? Gao Chuan, is it Gao Chuan? I can't see you here." Without my answer, the voice on the other side repeated it again.

"Yes, I am Gao Chuan. Who are you?" I said, because I felt that the other party was not hostile, so in order to show my magnanimity, I also hung down the muzzle aimed at the doll.

"What are you talking about?" Tritty said in a surprised tone. Said to me: "She speaks the language of your country and is yours? Do you still have anyone in this place?"

"I don't know, it's not ours." I said uncertainly, because the other party seemed to know me, but this was the first time I heard this voice, "She is greeting us."

"It looks like a girl?" Gregya's nerves seemed to relax a little due to unexpected changes. "Thirteen or four-year-old girl?"

"What are you talking about? The reception here is not so good. You wait...it should be better now." The girl's voice became clearer again. The noise is almost inaudible.

"I am Gao Chuan. Who are you?" I asked again.

"This is Dorothy." said the voice.

I searched for the name Dorothy in my memory, and it didn’t take long for me to remember it. In fact, I had dealt with this name the day before I entered the dominance bureau—remember? The owner of the bear puppet picked up from the trash can is called by this name. In the "memory of another world line", the owner of this name has a pretty scary data——

Doroth, combat power estimate: 1200

In this world. It was the first time I heard her voice, but I subconsciously thought she was the "Doroth".

"How do you know me?" I said, "We have never seen each other."

"We have seen it, but you don't remember it." The girl said: "Just like the color you know, my situation is similar to her. But the way I get in here is a bit troublesome, so I'm trapped. Live. You have to help me. By the way, did you find my bear puppet? It locates you so that I can contact you within a certain range. More things will be discussed after we meet Okay. You came just right, if you go slower, I will become troublesome here."

Her words are a bit confusing, and everything I want to know is vague. But there are still some things that can be judged-she claims to be in a similar situation to her classmate, is it the one who disappeared abnormally in front of me? However, just like the situation of Xiese classmates at the time, her current situation should not be delayed.

She has made an invitation to meet, then I will not refuse.

"Meet? How do we get out of here?" I asked.

She didn't answer immediately, but the hidden door inlaid on one wall was opened, and a black step appeared in our eyes. "Go down, there will be a lift directly to where I am." She said.

I translated the answer to two women.

"District Thirty-Three?" Gregya interrupted.

"Who is talking? Is Gao Chuan your companion?" I haven't answered yet, Dorothy has already asked, she can understand English. However, she seemed to have just noticed them, which made me a little skeptical. Dorothy repeated what she said just now in English.

I glanced at Gregya, and she stared at me expectantly.

"Yes." I replied.

"Even if it is a new personality after modulation, it is still the same as before. It can always be related to irrelevant women, Gao Chuan, is there still remnants of the past?" Dorothy can listen to everyone. Understand the language, ridiculing slightly in the tone of a person who came by.

Gregya and Tritty looked at me with a strange look, but my emotions did not fluctuate due to this. This Dorothy said inexplicable words: debugging and new personality. Classmates once described the world as "online games", which is quite ridiculous and harder to understand than the "world line". What this self-proclaimed existence is similar to that of the color is even more confusing.

However, her tone was vow, she seemed to know everything. If the person you talk to is not me, you will definitely be treated as a mental patient. Even now, Gregya and Tritty still showed ignorant and wary expressions. The other party said before that she could only hear voices. They couldn't see the scene here, so after closing their strange gazes, they released questioning gazes: Do you want to do what she says? Is she trustworthy?

But this question is not important. The route provided by Dorothy seems to be the only way for us to reach the 33rd district.

"Are these puppets and that metal head controlled by you?" Tritty asked, interjectingly.

"Metal head? Do you mean the guard?" Dorothy said, "It is the weakest guard among all the facilities that can contact you. That thing is out of my control, I have the ability. But the situation is not allowed, so only a trigger device is implanted in its body, and it will be activated if it is knocked down. I think this externally powerful thing is not a threat to Gao Chuan. As for those dolls..." She paused, this At that time, the puppets that surrounded us began to make way, “You can think of them as a kind of cluster terminal. Countless individuals can add up to get enough power. But they will only operate after the trigger device is activated. They remind I, you have already come, and at the same time, we must carry the environment and provide energy for our connection. Our connection is about to be interrupted. These dolls are too fragile and there is not much energy left. The waiting time is too long."

When Dorothy said so, some of the dolls suddenly sparked. Paralyzed like a scrapped machine. When we thought this was what Dorothy called "vulnerability", she warned us in a hasty tone.

"You have to hurry up, the security network system is undergoing a permission check. I will go offline immediately." After saying that, she didn't hear any more, and the dolls sparked and blackened one after another. After a while, the room was filled with a pungent burnt smell.

"What's the situation?" Gregya looked at me and Tritdy with some bewilderment.

"She talked about the security system network?" Tridi asked hesitantly: "She is a hacker?"

Father Xi Sen said that even the security network system of the ruling bureau is not impossible to invade. Dorothy can remotely control the equipment here. Even if a trigger device is implanted in the guard machine, it is obvious that he has a good understanding of the safety network system. If her performance is not a hacker. No one would believe it.

"Anyway, we must go right away." I said: "If it has something to do with the secure network system. It proves that this place is not safe anymore."

Both agreed with me, so we passed over the puppet’s scrapped body and entered the dark secret door. We walked a few steps down the stairs, and the hidden door behind us closed on its own. The stairs did not become dark because of this. The steps emit a faint fluorescence, and it looks like we are walking on a piece of light board suspended in a dark abyss. The stairs hovering down are very narrow and only one person can pass. I am obliged to walk in the forefront. Gregya is protected in the middle, and I can feel the corners of my clothes being dragged by her.

The stairs are not full of peculiar smells like the inside and outside of the metal pipe group, but they probably haven't been in operation for a long time, which makes people feel moldy and heavy. The more you go down, the more slippery the ground becomes, and sewage drips down from the dusty surface, as if walking in a sewer. Even so, there was no smell of sewers. After Gregya accidentally fell on my back, we had to slow down.

However, the steps that fell behind began to lose its light partly, and when we noticed, the whole path was completely plunged into darkness. We are not even sure whether those ladders still exist in invisible places. This makes us can't help but give birth to the idea that we can't retreat.

We walked for half an hour on this narrow, spiraling staircase before we saw what Dorothy called the "elevator." The elevator is at the end of the stairs. The entrance is as narrow as the stairs. When we saw it, the door had opened by itself, and the lights in the elevator were also lit up.

The space inside is about the size of a normal elevator, and it’s more than enough to carry five or six people. Maybe it can squeeze more than a dozen people.

When we stepped into the elevator, there was a roar and vibration from the top of the stairs~IndoMTL.com~ The vibration caused the elevator to vibrate. Gregya clasped my arm tightly, Tritty looked at the top, and said to herself: "Is it destroyed?" I have the same idea, but this is probably because Dorothy is trying to secure the network. The insurance has to be done to hide traces under the system's investigation.

With the sound of blasting and collapse, the elevator doors slowly closed. Subsequently, we felt the sense of weightlessness accelerating downward. The elevator descends faster and faster, making our heart seem unable to keep up with the falling speed, creating an illusion of mentioning our throat. Gregya's breathing became heavy, and her physical fitness was the weakest of the three of us.

The place where Dorothy was located was quite far away from the hub building, and the high-speed descent of the elevator lasted for nearly half an hour before gradually slowing down.

When it finally stops to open the door and we are ready to go out. A palm of your hand suddenly penetrated into a gap just opened from outside the door, and something unexpected outside the door surprised us all. Before we reacted, things outside had already opened the hinged door to the sides in a very violent way. Its force was so great that the elevator door was deformed like thin aluminum.

This kind of offensive visual sense immediately gave me the urge to fight back. I blocked Gregya and Tritty behind, raised my rifle and aimed forward. . .