Restricted Doomsday Syndrome Chapter 383: Peeling

Sometimes, I wonder whether Dorothy, who was stored in the brain hardware in the doomsday illusion, is also part of the brain hardware in reality. Ha 18m*1*1*

The icy feeling is gradually fading, maybe the preparation has been drained, so a group of people came in, put me on the bed and pushed me to some place. The sound of the body shaking and the door being opened should be the operating room. I was placed on the operating table. A light source was shining from directly above, and its brightness even felt the presence of my brain hardware.

Like what they did to me after being taken out of the access compartment last time, dissecting, observing, injecting, adjusting and suturing. However, this time it only lasted an hour before I was sent out.

After a while, I was placed in a narrow space, which should be an access compartment, with liquid pouring in, but it was not cold, just like in warm water. These are probably all liquid l, just like at that time, the liquid was poured from the mouth and nasal cavity, and it was full of suffocation for a while, but the body quickly adapted to this feeling and began to rely on the oxygen produced by the l liquid, so, The feeling of suffocation quickly disappeared.

For an instant, I suddenly felt a kind of falling, as if a hole was suddenly opened in the floor of the extremely small room where I was sitting, and I just thumped and fell into an endless dark space. . I raised my head—even though I couldn't see my body, but I was able to make the movement of raising my head—so I saw where I was before. It was just a small light spot, and it was impossible to even make sure. Is that your own affair in reality, or your brain hardware.

The self that I originally relied on to stay in the brain hardware can be maintained. At this moment, I quickly returned to the original state, and I felt that I was magnifying. The rotation of thinking also began to become smooth. This smooth feeling is incomparable when staying in sex. For a moment, I feel that the current state is the true and complete self.

Although I can't see my body, it seems to be the existence of consciousness, but I can still feel my limbs, but they are transparent. Therefore, I can also feel where my five senses are. And the role they play.

The beating of my left eye continued, and as I sank in the dark, the increase in speed and intensity began to make people feel terrified, as if it would explode at any time.

"Be careful. Something is coming out!" Suddenly, a voice came from my right eye. A translucent screen began to move from the corner of the eye to a conspicuous position on its own—obviously, the brain hardware was still working—a girl's head appeared on the screen, I guess she was Dorothy.

However, her image at this time is completely different from those in my memory. There was originally bright blond hair, but now it turned into black and straight long hair, with bangs hanging down to the eyes, a shadow covering the upper half of his face. Gives a gloomy feeling. Moreover, the age has also become older. Whether it is the memory of the past, or the memory of the apocalyptic environment. She stayed at the stage of a child, but now she has grown into a girl.

For this, I still confirm it.

"Doris?"

"It's me." She replied.

"Almost completely unrecognizable."

"What you see now is only the appearance of the proxy structure." She doesn't mind very much, "The appearance of a human is no longer meaningful to me."

"However, there seems to be a shadow of the past."

"Because no one can give up their past." She said: "The appearance of this body is also. Although it is a reflection created for the convenience of movement, the basic outline will still be affected by the memories and emotions of humans. Influence."

She used a tone without ups and downs to describe her state at this time. I couldn't hear what she thought of the radical change in her state, but I still said to her sincerely:

"I like it very much."

"Stupid, stupid!" For a moment, Dorothy's head flashed like a bad signal, and when it became clear, she glared at me with an angry look, "Don't say good things, it's time to format. , I will not show mercy!"

The struggle in the left eye is getting more and more intense, it seems that the entire optic nerve is about to be pulled out. *1*1* I subconsciously want to hold the eye socket with my hand to prevent it from jumping out, but although I can feel it, there is no feeling of connecting my left hand to my head, which does not exist.

Even in this intense and irresistible pain, I still told her in a strongly emotional tone: "No, we agreed, didn't we? I am still'Gaochuan' now. "

The incomparably strong feelings in this have been so complicated that I can’t tell which ones are, but they slapped my heart like waves, so that they made me even my left eyeball in a short moment. The pain from everywhere is forgotten. I don't know how to talk to Dorothy about my feelings now, and I don't know what I will say if I speak. So I fell silent after telling her that.

Only one point is extremely certain. I have never complained or resented them for my situation and future. I even confirmed that if my sacrifice can be exchanged for their happiness, then I will do it without hesitation. This idea was deeply ingrained in my soul long before I was born. I don't think this idea is terrible and sad, but I feel happy because of it.

By your side, you have people who can do your best to love, give, and save, and you have realized this and are taking action. Isn’t this a kind of happiness?

This is a gift from the past Gaochuan to the present Gaochuan, and to the future Gaochuan.

It is the most precious treasure that transcends self, life and life.

It is a seed that is not consistent with "power" but can produce "power".

This must be all the feelings and thoughts of "Gaochuan". These feelings and thoughts can be passed down in the purgatory of unexplainable self-disqualification. It must be because they have been deposited in countless reincarnations. Engraved firmly in the tangible ** gene. Even in the invisible personality model.

I was thinking so happily, Dorothy suddenly said in a deep voice: "Here it comes!"

Suddenly, a moist feeling came from the invisible left palm. Before that, although he made a motion to hold his eye sockets. But the face, which has been unable to even feel the touch, began to become concrete at this moment-I pressed my eyeballs hard, but it was useless. The moist and hot liquid dripped from my eye sockets and overflowed between my fingers. The stickiness of these liquids is what makes the hands and face contaminated with them become concrete.

It's like they have poured out an otherwise invisible but existing outline.

The liquid from the eye sockets is more and more useful, from the dripping dew to the water flowing from the faucet-it is in this dark world. The only thing that has color and substance, which makes me see very clearly, these liquids are deep red!

The color is like blood, as if it is the most essence concentrate left after countless blood evaporates a lot of water. Like the colored cream, it was squeezed out from the eyes and between the fingers, and piles of land piled up under the feet. In the dark space where there was no road, a flat step was formed by these deep red liquids, which followed the flow of the liquid. Extends into a road into the distance.

A road paved with a gorgeous crimson carpet.

I landed on the crimson road, and there was a deep muddy feeling from where I fell. Immediately afterwards, the ankle covered by the crimson thick substance was outlined. Now I can see clearly only the half of my face, palms and ankles outlined in blood. The rest is just empty and there is nothing, I imagined it like this. I just feel like the evil spirits depicted in horror novels and movies, if a normal person sees me. There will be a scream of horror.

"Ah, it's so handsome like this." Dorothy's head floated to the other side of the field of vision, saying as if she was looking at me.

I feel a little embarrassed to say such things with her face, but I don't think she is teasing me.

"What's going on?" My palm pressed hard against my face, trying to stop the dripping of the crimson liquid, but it was completely useless. And the amount of these liquids is really amazing. It has long exceeded the size of a human being, as if my body was connected to a huge lake.

Along with the flow of the crimson liquid, I feel that some parts of myself are disappearing, and there seems to be a huge hole in my heart, and the heat and pain that have occurred before seems to have been lost along with it.

"Super-color sync information——Jiang factor opened a hole in the firewall of the doomsday illusion and stretched her tentacles in." Dorothy said, she floated on my shoulder, The form of the head, the expression dignifiedly watching the blood-colored road spreading to the endless dark void ahead.

"A hole was opened?" I repeated.

"For normal humans or patients with doomsday syndrome, or even the existence of me and sex, Jiang factor is an extremely dangerous thing. It will not only eat **, it will also eat personality consciousness. …It’s hard to understand, but it’s such a thing. For it, Doomsday is a huge free gourmet shop.” Dorothy said nervously, “If it is eaten by it, it will be completely over. In theory, if If you die in the doomsday illusion, if you can open the door of the Destiny Stones and adjust the world line, then there is still a possibility of surviving, because the "basics" of their existence are still retained. However, if they are eaten by Jiang, a little bit No residue will be left, no matter whether it is matter or energy, tangible or intangible. Just in case, I built a special firewall together with Super Color. In the doomsday illusion, it successfully prevented its in-depth intervention. But this time..." Her face was dripping with sweat like a comic, and she said a little bit difficultly: "Maybe there is no way."

During her long talk, the crimson liquid continued to flow out, but it was only liquid. I did not see "Jiang". Even so, I still had a feeling that my physical strength was being drained, and my palms were already weak on the position of my face, which also made the crimson liquid flow faster.

It was like being sprayed from a water gun, pressed out by a force, the crimson liquid rushing out made me feel a strong recoil, and my body was weak and weak. Unable to resist this force, he leaned back and almost fell to the ground. I staggered back a few steps until I knelt down. Only when he held it with his hands, he was able to stabilize his body.

The crimson carpet turned into a crimson lake, spreading around my feet quickly, making a gruff sound.

"Damn it!" My head was dizzy. But Dorothy’s words still echoed in her ears—if it was eaten by Jiang, there would be no possibility anymore—but why could it break through the firewall that specifically dealt with it this time?

"It found a helper, no, not a helper, just a bridging tool, because this tool is a part of it, so... we can’t stop this bridging. Unless you divide your part in the first place Come, but that's impossible, because you will completely collapse." Dorothy frowned, and said unwillingly: "Damn it. We never expected this to happen. It had already been calculated. , Carry out such a conspiracy in the buffer zone connected to the doomsday illusion!"

"If I peel it off here, won't I break down?" I try to calm myself down.

"Yes, because in this place, your existence is just a reflection. You can think so. Personality consciousness in the conventional sense cannot be combined with virtual reality programs, but in the doomsday illusion, any existence It is converted into the format of'data information', so there is the possibility of fusion. After format conversion, what is produced is no longer the original, but in a more specific form to symbolize and represent the attribute and state of the original. So it’s called a reflection."

"So that's it, is this what ‘data hedging’ means?" I suddenly felt. Although I still can't say clearly what the so-called data hedging space, talents, superpowers, spells, demons, and weapons beyond common sense are, but I always feel that I can understand their existence.

"You are now in the process of being converted. Under normal circumstances, you cannot stay awake, but your brain hardware allows you to get this ability. In this way, it is not completely a reflection, and it is not completely original. Even if you lose a part of it, theoretically you can fill it with other data information in time, even if it is not your own data..." At this point, Dorothy seemed to have thought of something interesting, and she lowered it. He heard the sound, gritted his teeth and cursed: "Damn it! Wouldn't it just kill two birds with one stone?"

"You mean, it stripped a part of me, through this part of intervening in the doomsday illusion, by the way, fill me with some information that I don’t know what it will be? You actually awakened such a terrible thing in Zhoumo "Probably I am really losing something. I can't even support my kneeling posture, sitting down in the crimson lake. The folds spread out in the form of ripples, because the liquid is too viscous. Perhaps it is more appropriate to call it a swamp, and I slowly sink in this swamp.

What would happen if you were swallowed by this crimson? Accompanied by this question, the last doomsday illusion once again appeared in my mind. The piece of the deep red world that I saw in the depths of my consciousness seemed to be burning, flowing, and the yellow lake and countless The manpower was overwhelmed by the crimson wave.

According to the information stored in the brain hardware, after I woke up in reality, when the researchers dissected and observed me, they found that some things in my body, such as liquid and preparation liquid, were completely "purified" NS. It seems that all the l that enters my body does not appear to be released again...

Perhaps, they were all eaten by "Jiang", even if they did not enter the doomsday illusion, it would still eat something.

However, as it stands now, it seems that the things in the doomsday illusion are more palatable to it.

I don't know how long it will take to sink into the doomsday illusion. Time seems to have completely lost its meaning in this dark void.

The crimson lake or swamp has spread into an irregular round surface with a radius of 100 meters.

Everything that can flow in my body seems to be drained, and the force is still pulling something deeply rooted~IndoMTL.com~It makes me feel like a nerve or blood vessel Things like that are painful to pull out alive, even so painful, I can't pass out of a coma, and I can't even make a sound.

I only heard Dorothy’s voice coming from a distant place: "It’s not me and Seishi who awakened it. That terrible thing was awakened by you by Gaochuan, by you by Zhou Mei... It has been They all exist in your body, and awakening it is originally part of the Super Gaochuan Project. You are so good for Weekly Aim, whether it is strength, will or luck..."

I can't hear her voice anymore, and the vision of the left eye has completely disappeared, as if he was blind. I feel that I don't even have the strength to breathe, but this actually made me discover that in this world, breathing is something that I can feel but does not actually exist.

Even though Dorothy has explained a lot of things, she seems to be at a loss for my current situation, or rather, she intends to wait and see what happens. Maybe "Jiang" will appear as a reflection from my body at this time, and she must be very interested in it. Speaking of it, I haven't seen what the real "Jiang" looks like—maybe it doesn't really look like it at all. After all, it is an existence that is incomprehensible and cannot be explained by existing theories.

In addition, I also forgot to ask Dorothy about the relationship between Omi and Jiang. Is she the reflection of "Jiang"?