Restricted Doomsday Syndrome Chapter 389: Flying insects

The magic circle in front of the eyeball starts to flip with the center as the base point. Every time a different angle is flipped, more magic circle will be generated on its path. The magic circle that was originally just a plane turned into a huge sphere during the flip. . Half of the energy cluster trapped in the magic circle was wrapped in this way, and it shrank as the magic ball shrank.

Finally, the crimson pupil split a gap, like a huge mouth, swallowing the entire magic ball.

"Explosion." Dorothy witnessed this happening, and did not speak coldly until the magic ball was finally swallowed by the eyeballs.

With her voice, the inside of the eyeball seemed to really explode, and the impact caused the entire eyeball to expand, as if it was about to split it. However, until the impact of the explosion showed signs of fading, the eyeball was not broken, it still looked intact, but its size increased a little.

However, for me, this is not the end, but just the beginning.

Maybe the attacks of Super Color and Super Dorothy are really useless, but it is also possible that this huge eyeball is already at a certain critical point, and it can be detonated by just flicking a cluster of sparks.

Emotionally, I, and all Gao Chuan, have no resentment or fear for the "Jiang" represented by this eyeball. If it is just that I will die because of it, then it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. Because the "virus" may be the root cause of the doomsday syndrome, but today's "Jiang" is not simply a "virus" in my heart.

I don't understand what happened to it. So that it has become the kind of human being able to talk to us now. Even full of emotion in the dialogue. Perhaps, the behavior and emotion of this dialogue is also an illusion. However, this is not important to me.

Because Zhenjiang is not a person who distributes the virus, so the "Jiang" with the ingredients of Zhenjiang is no longer the original culprit that caused all tragedies, but the rebirth of the woman I love. .

If the virus had not become the Jiang factor, then as a patient with doomsday syndrome, I would have died a long time ago, and the lineage and Dorothy, who are also patients with doomsday syndrome, would have died. It is impossible to survive in another form-all of us, as the first doomsday patients, will die completely before becoming l.

It must be so, at least. There is a great chance that this will happen.

If there are some special factors in me, Shishi, Dorothy and others, which lead us to live as Super Shishi, Super Dorothy and even Super Gaochuan, it must be because of "Jiang". The presence.

So, "Gao Chuan" must be grateful to "Jiang", and even deeper emotions.

Even so, "Jiang" is still too scary. It is not "Jian Jiang", nor is it a substitute for Zhen Jiang, but only possesses the ingredients of Zhen Jiang. It is still a virus. It will still swallow everything in front of you based on the instinct of the virus. If it is eaten by it, it will be completely over. Not only me, but all patients with doomsday syndrome, including Shiseki, Dorothy, Sakuya, Bajing, Marceau, and others, will be eaten. Its attitude is very clear, and it is already doing so. It will never show mercy to everyone because of its elements or even his memory...I'm not sure, but even if there are objects of mercy. But it will definitely not be the color of them.

Then, at least until the color, Dorothy, Sakuya, Bajing, and Marceau are safe enough, you can't let it out.

Close it back into the body. If you can't, at least reduce its power.

So...

Even so grateful, even in love. But I do not. Whenever Gao Chuan stood here, he would unceremoniously pull the trigger. Because it is because they all agree with this choice and believe that it is necessary to make this choice, so that they will lend their power to the fragile me at this moment.

If you want to resent, please resent me alone. If there must be a prison to imprison it, then please make "Gaochuan" the prison.

Until, we, "Gaochuan" is completely eaten by you!

"Gao Chuan loves you, Jiang."

——The countdown is over

The front sight from the brain hardware overlaps the eyeball and turns red in an instant.

——The lock is complete.

"Gaochuan annihilated the artillery, and the attack began." I said so.

——Gaochuan annihilated the artillery, and the attack began. All Gao Chuan said the same.

The stars are countless, shimmering, like water droplets converging into a surging river. Various ammunition poured out from the mini launcher and shoulder cannon, and in the blink of an eye they ate the dark void and turned it into Make nutrients grow rapidly. One changes to two, two changes to four, and four changes to sixteen. While fission to the power progresses, the volume is rapidly enlarged. The overwhelming artillery fire made a dense roar, the rotating launch port was shining with unstoppable fireworks, and all the "Gaochuan" were roaring.

——My bullet has no dead ends!

Enthusiasm, motivating, precise, rooted, must-centered, hard working, iron wall, qi fusion, seduction, love, soul!

All the bullets bloomed with brilliant light, and the river of light, behind the body that caught the eyeballs, set off huge waves like a rock. The waves splashed in the air, and the water droplets continued to split, forming a new river, completely enclosing the eyeball from all directions, swallowing the eyeball like a whirlpool.

As if the endless explosion became the only sight in the dark void, the bursting fireworks ignited the eyeball along with the crimson around it.

Rumble, burning, breaking...

——Bring me back! Jiang!

Me and all Gaochuan will shout. I did not release the trigger. I felt that this body, together with the armor and guns, seemed to melt gradually in the overheating of the fierce shooting. Not only me, but all Gao Chuan who dominated this moment felt it, but we did not stop at all. Give up the idea.

Shoot! shooting! shooting! Until the end of the world, until the eyeball is destroyed. Until "Jiang" returned. Until we completely melt, no, between the completion of all this, neither melting nor evaporation can stop us. I looked at Dorothy who was floating in the dark void. Although she was the only one here, I seemed to see more people from her. For them, "Gaochuan" cannot fail.

So, don't say anything that can't be done. It was so ugly, ridiculously, crawling on the ground like a tiny maggot. Even if they are regarded as meaningless by others, they will struggle, struggle, and struggle until the moment of death. No, even if a Gaochuan dies, there will be thousands of Gaochuan standing up. Unless "Gaochuan" is completely eliminated and no longer has the mind and will, can all this stop!

Hold this kind of consciousness. Feeling the pain caused by this realization, and enduring the sense of death that accompanies the pain, I opened my eyes wide, and I wanted to imprint everything in front of me deeply into my soul.

My eyes were burned? My limbs are evaporated? My body is about to collapse? I... probably going to die? I can't see anything, hear any sound, smell any smell, and I don't even know if I'm still holding the trigger tightly, because I don't feel anymore. My thinking began to slow down. It was a desperate and deadly one, darker than the dark void. A world with nothing more.

I tried my best to think, is this "death"?

However, even at this moment, or rather, precisely because of being at such a moment. On the contrary, I felt the will of "Gaochuan" is so strong, as long as there is this will. Then, the struggle is not over, the battle is not over.

I feel somewhat relieved.

I am inconspicuous in "Gaochuan", and even a fragile me, how much I have grown up now?

——Yes, it must be like this.

The auditory hallucination said so.

Have we succeeded? I asked like this with the fire of thinking that seemed to be extinguished.

The auditory hallucination did not answer, but, in the next moment, a dazzling and warm light bloomed in the desperate and silent world of nothing. I seem to see the sun that looks like an eyeball-it is burning, from the inside and out, little by little, like the light that bloomed for the last time before death collapsed when the planet burned all the fuel in the body.

I seem to have seen it, a supernova.

——Done.

I seem to hear the voice of "Gao Chuan", which is also my voice, because, am I not also Gao Chuan? "It's so beautiful." I sighed, and then I was completely swallowed by the rushing light of supernovae.

Before all of this is over, I seem to hear a female voice coming from the body, consciousness, and even philosophical soul. It seems to be singing a poem:

Ah, this is the end of loneliness

A joyous evening!

An angel with hidden wings and a veil

Sitting in the theater

Watch with tears

A performance intertwined with hope and fear.

The band is playing heavenly music

The sound is tight but slow.

The High Gods

Mumbling in a whisper

Flapping invisible wings like a condor

Hovering around.

A group of ordinary people like puppets

Chasing the phantom of the gods like a horse lantern.

What a mess!

They chase after me,

But always return to the original starting point

Go around the same circle.

The plot is showing

The tremor of the madness, sin and fear of the human soul.

Suddenly

A blood red flying insect

Appear on the side of the stage,

Twisting the ugly body

Climb into the route where people go in circles,

Swallow one by one flexibly

A delicious meal filled with fruit belly.

Look at its blood-stained fangs

The angel's tears are like springs of tears.

Lights, the lights flicker down and down

One by one goes out

Give way to darkness.

A gust of wind blows through

The curtain like a coffin shrouded suddenly.

The angel's face is miserable

Stand up, lift the veil, and sigh:

This is a "human" tragedy,

The Conqueror Flyer,

Is the lead actor in the play.

This is Allan Poe's "Lizia" (a), I think so, falling into the deepest darkness.

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"The Sixth Human Completion Program Implementation Record"

——Valentine's Day Event

February 14, 1999. In the special case, Gao Chuan experienced severe rejection. At the same time, the super-colors were overloaded by 40%. The Doomsday Illusion System’s recording terminal fed back a large amount of unknown data, and the decoding equipment burned after being overloaded. This situation directly caused a huge negative impact on the laboratory energy system and affected all ongoing experiments. All caused irreparable losses.

Three hours later, the lighting was restored.

"No, it's not good! Director!"

"What's the matter?"

"l...l liquid..." a frightened and anxious gasp, "l liquid is gone! No, what should I say? Please come and see for yourself!"

When accompanied by the subject to the Doomsday Fantasy Lab. Everyone was surprised to find that the yellow liquid in the pool had dropped by two meters, and the color of the remaining liquid had also become extremely light, as if it had been filtered by distillation.

"What the hell...what happened?"

"What about the subject?"

"Is the subject alive?"

"Yes. Yes. It seems to be alive and breathing!"

"Quickly, take him out!"

In the early morning of February 15, 1999, the emergency autopsy of Gaochuan began.

"...the cell died?"

"No, this is! The activated mitochondria and other sleeping genes have died!?"

"I found it! This is abnormal! Normal genes are eating mitochondria!"

"It's not the same as expected, this is the biggest discovery so far!"

"It must be recorded! Quickly, put the subject back into the access compartment immediately."

"Yes, but, Director, l is not enough to provide nutrients. There is not much left in the preparation!"

"It’s okay, immediately make a report on the current situation to those investors. They will be happy to see unexpected progress and tell them that normal human factors can replace the functions of those sleeping factors. This is human A major breakthrough in the completion plan!"

"But...this is just an inference..."

"It doesn't matter, as long as they see hope, they will continue to support the experiment."

"Okay, okay, I will report immediately."

"Listen, let them know after the report. The human replenishment plan is about to succeed, and now it's time for them to make a big effort."

"Do you mean...?"

"Tell them that this accident cost us 30,000 shares of l. In order to continue our research, we need a large amount of l. It doesn’t matter what they do. Release the virus and start a war. What about human trafficking? All good, I want 300,000 copies of l!"

"Three hundred thousand people! You are crazy! Ender!"

"It’s okay. The outer island disputes on the Asian side show signs of violent signs, as well as the Pirates of the Caribbean, terrorist organizations in the Middle East, chaotic South America and poor Africa...Either one can get dead people. From all over the world It is not a big deal to evaporate 300,000 out of 6 billion people."

"You are crazy...Ande..."

"Really? I feel very calm. Think about it, if we fail, everything here will be destroyed by a nuclear bomb. If we succeed, 300,000 people will not be sacrificed in vain. The entire human society We will enter a new era because of our efforts and their efforts! An era where you can become a superman as long as you think about it, and an era ruled by perfect humans. Because of the absolute perfection of personality and sex, there will be no more disputes, and even the real realization of human beings. A world where people are equal! That's right! As long as everyone has the most perfect personality and sex, society will naturally evolve into the most perfect structure."

"Are you serious? Ender."

"Yes, I am very serious. Whether it is getting rich or evolving, it is foolish to place hope on time and others. We have to save ourselves by our own brains, hands, talents and ingenuity, and end this fullness Terminal illness, poverty, confrontation, and war are full of disasters. Seeing the end is approaching, they can only pretend to be an ignorant and pathetic world."

For the blue and pure world!

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I can't remember my name, there seem to be many important things, but none of this has started yet.

There is a voice urging me to fulfil my duties.

But what should I do?

I seem to be asleep, and I seem to be awake again. There is not everything around me, but I don't know what there is. Because when I saw them, I had forgotten them. This is really a terrible feeling, even when I decide to walk around, I don't know if I have taken a step before. Because, when I stepped out, I forgot.

I don’t know who I am, what I should do, what I’m doing, and what I’ve done.

I don't know anything, it's blank.

All this has changed at some point.

I had a dream. When I walked up the stairs, I saw a faceless person standing there, but couldn’t walk to him. I talked to him, but he just stood there to me Smile silently. I want to know who he is, so I walked up this staircase again today. Today he is standing there again, I hope he can say a word to me, say anything. So he said:

"Hello, Gao Chuan, my name is Gao Chuan, I am glad to meet you."

So, I remembered that I was called "Gaochuan".

"Gao Chuan." When I said this, all the hazy memories suddenly became clear.

I remember it all~IndoMTL.com~about my past, about my present, and the not-too-distant future. I am not alone, but I am another. My name is "Gao Chuan". If you want to distinguish between different selves, then the most recent self is called "Initializing Kao Chuan". I am the continuation of "Initial Gaochuan", Gaochuan who inherited everything from "Initial Gaochuan".

In this way, it seems that "Initial Gaochuan" is already dead. In half of the sense, it may be that way, but in the other half of the sense, it is not that way.

In any case, I am still "initializing Gaochuan" today.

I opened my eyes, and column after column of data appeared on my retina, the red font flashing:

——The automatic loading of information is aborted.

——Whether to enable active loading?

——Whether to confirm active loading: yn

"No confirmation, I have not reached the limit yet."

nue……