Restricted Doomsday Syndrome Chapter 408: Undercurrent

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We set out from the tunnel of the secret base, drove more than three hundred meters, and stopped in front of the rock wall at the end. After a while, the stone wall slowly rose, and what appeared in front of us was a street large enough for armored vehicles to pass through. The urban area in the 33rd district is composed of countless large and small streets and stairs. The out-of-control of the construction machinery has caused the route to become very chaotic. It is quite difficult to find a road that leads directly to the destination. The direction is correct by visual inspection. For roads, a considerable deviation will occur as the distance increases. We must revise the route at any time and find a place where armored vehicles can pass.

Unlike the urgency when we came, we are not in a hurry to return to the base immediately. Now the first task is to collect enough materials to repair the safety net. We know how to find these cocoons in the vast and extremely complex urban area. But this does not mean that these things can be found anywhere.

It is not easy to find the cocoons produced by the aborigines who failed to transform the body life. Although the body life turned the 33rd district into their experimental field, most of the residents have not been transformed. The chance that they died in the war, and not all of them can become cocoons when undergoing transformation experiments. The losers become an indescribable jelly. This kind of thing is of no use at present, although It is also a combination of ash particles and the human body, but it becomes a real waste because of the lack of methods to use.

When using a certain method to detect the presence of cocoons, it is often impossible to distinguish these failed products. Therefore, when we enter the building, we will always see some disgusting scenes composed of pools of human-shaped jelly that have completely failed to convert. An unpleasant smell exudes from the building. Especially when you enter the basement, you will step on these jelly under carelessness and make a muddy and sticky sound.

"Damn it, it's the second time today!" Cassis frowned. Frustrated. Just now, everyone heard the sound of "buzz". When the fire escaped and found the light switch in the basement to light up the dark interior, everyone else saw Cassis’ right foot stepped into it. Kind of yellow-green human-shaped jelly. Cassis pulled out his foot forcefully. The strong stickiness caused the jelly on his leg to pull into a thread, allowing him to step on the ground for a while and rub it off.

"Why didn't anyone prepare a light? Where's your lighter?" Cassis complained more than once.

More than one person smokes here, but unfortunately. It seems that everyone's lighters are lost for various reasons.

The light in the city comes from the ground and walls, even in the building, there is no specific lighting tool. These enveloping lights flowed like mist, on the broad streets and stairs. This feeling was diluted. In the secret base, it was overlooked because of the intensity of the light, but in the narrow basement of the private house, it could be clearly felt. The light seemed to be filtered by a layer of tulle, shrouded the furnishings and patterns in a mysterious and decadent atmosphere.

It's not that you can't see things clearly, it's just that the outlines of these things seem to be obscured by the misty light. Distorted, as if it became a specious thing. Its own material and color have also become blurred, making it difficult to distinguish. Especially these yellow-green jelly. Father Xi Sen lifted up a part of the yellow-green jelly with his fingers and rubbed it between his fingers. Although this was something that was transformed from a human body, there was not much to be seen from his calm face.

"Have you seen anything like this before?" I asked.

"No, this is the first time." Standing outside the door with a file covering his mouth and nose, the smell of the basement is indeed very unpleasant, but it is not like the smell of a corpse or sex. People are eye-opening. I don’t want to become this kind of thing one day."

"You have to tell this to the people of the Doomsday Shinrikyo." Zhao Huo said, "However, I think they will be happier."

"Damn it. Haven't found it yet? I'm going up first. It's really uncomfortable to stay here." Locke climbed up the stairs with an ugly face.

Indeed, the scene of this basement puts people under great psychological pressure. These lights, these human-shaped gels and unpleasant smells can easily make people feel a certain kind of illusion, as if they are surrounded by something unclean, pulled, and let themselves become a part of them. However, cocoons often exist in such places. For a long time in the past, physical life was like building a concentration camp, concentrating the aborigines caught immediately in one place. These places were not fixed. It seems that they just found a place randomly, and then started the transformation ceremony on the spot. Then, some people completely failed the transformation and turned into a jelly, some people missed the door and turned into a cocoon, and some People succeed, just like the cracked cocoon in the corner of the basement.

Something seems to tear the cocoon from the inside.

Perhaps, a body of life was born in this basement.

However, the greatest threat to the aborigines is not to be caught or killed by the body life. Under the long-term suppression of the ruling bureau, the Goat Order could not appear in the city in an open manner. Moreover, there should not be many members of the order that were lurking here at the time. If you want to cause devastating chaos in the first place, it is impossible to use normal ones. Means of killing. According to Sha, they delivered the virus. This highly latent and infectious virus caused several chaos while completely infecting most of the indigenous people. At the same time, being infected with this virus is also transforming. Necessary conditions for the ceremony.

The aborigines who died in that terrible disaster faced two huge sources of death-war and disease. Only after being screened by these two death factors, the remaining people will become sacrifices or survivors depending on the situation.

After experiencing that terrible disaster, the aboriginals who were abandoned by the ruling bureau but still survived. Almost all the aborigines who successfully escaped the capture of body life were infected with that strange virus. They will have varying degrees of enhancement, but at the same time they will have a state of mental weakness. They will become nauseous, irritable, irritable, hallucinating, and become more aggressive. It sounds very similar to the previous symptoms of doomsday syndrome, but they are not the same. At least, these infected people won't melt, won't heat and ignite spontaneously, and won't turn into L. Or become a monster.

Infected persons who have not undergone the transformation ritual will die due to mental weakness and emotional instability, such as fever when facing difficulties, or fatal mistakes caused by hallucinations, or suicide, but rarely because of ** The weird virus that collapsed and died was perfect in strengthening the body's functions.

While the other people who remained in the basement helped carry the cocoon out, I told them these chilling stories.

"Don't tell me, the virus has not been cleared yet." Cassis's face became even more ugly.

"I don't know. Sha didn't say it. And it's useless to say it, isn't it? We are already here." I spread my hands and put on a helpless expression. Then he patted his back and climbed up the escalator.

"Hey! Don't scare people!" Cassis yelled inwardly from below.

Everyone who heard me and Cassis laughed strangely. I can hear it, suppressed by laughter. I am also a little worried about Omi's situation. I don't need to be afraid of this virus after being transformed into a prosthetic body. However, Omi is just an ordinary human - even though she often does not act like an ordinary person. At this time, I always subconsciously see her as the reflection of "Jiang". A more humane reflection that is far away from virus ingredients and rich in real ingredients.

We moved the cocoon back to the armored vehicle, but we saw that Omi, who was left behind, was slowly cutting open a cocoon placed in the back warehouse with a chainsaw. Although I have imagined what would be in the cocoon. But apart from 畀, probably not many people have actually seen it. So they leaned forward.

Teng doesn't seem to care about everyone's behavior, and he steadily lifts the cocoon. Throw it into the back compartment of the armored vehicle from Omi.

I didn't want to look at the contents of the cocoon, so I followed the cocoon and got into the cab.

"How much more do I need?" I asked.

Probably because there were only two of us in the cab, I took off the helmet of the protective suit and lay on the back of the chair in a relaxed position. This was the first time I saw her relaxed. Although her head looks a bit dazzling because of the marks of transformation, this hideousness does not hinder the weakness that this posture reveals-now she is more in line with the impression given by her figure, a young girl , Although she might be much older than me.

Her appearance made me feel impulsive. I wanted to hug her, touch her face, and try to comfort her, but this impulse couldn't break through the cold reason brought by the brain hardware. I couldn't touch her with an emotional hand, but I still stretched out my cold hand and grabbed her hand. I didn't look at her. I felt as cold as a machine, and I was afraid that she would see the machine-like indifference in my eyes.

The hands are also cold, as if there is no blood and no body temperature. There is a hard substance hidden under the soft skin. Compared with my body now, the thin soft and obvious hard lump is more like a human-shaped machine. When I held her hand, she struggled as if frightened, but I did not let go. At this moment, the impulsive and warm false sensibility fluctuations resonated in harmony with the cold rational fluctuations. Those false sensibility seemed to become real at this moment, making me feel that I was still a flesh and blood human being.

Only at this time, I dared to turn my eyes and look at her.

In the only right eyeball that seemed normal, I saw my face, and the lines seemed to become a little stiff. No, maybe it’s more appropriate to describe it as blunt. I can’t see the slightest expression.

Suddenly there were exclamations and whistles from the rear cabin, his body stiffened suddenly, and he yanked his hand back. I didn't stop it because the observation window between the cab and the rear cabin was pulled away from the rear cabin. With a shocked expression, Cassis leaned in the window and said to me: "Do you know what we found in the cocoon?"

"I'm not interested." I answered him.

"Hey, hey! Don't be so indifferent, okay?" Cassis hey a few times in surprise, regardless of my attitude, continue to say: "It's really the embryos of those monsters, called elementary life, right? Huh? And, the face of that thing can be torn apart, like a mask, you know? The masks of those wizards of Doomsday Truth! Maybe we have found the secrets of those wizards!"

How can I answer? In my mind, there is no turbulence because of this statement. When I first saw the elementary life, its face reminded me of this possibility. However, the magical transformation technology of the Mar Jones family must not be so simple. Perhaps, they have indeed seen elementary life long ago and have been inspired by their form. But what about it? Only the current Doomsday Shinrikyo has the technology to turn this kind of inspiration into real objects. No one in the normal world knows the ruling bureau better than them, no one has risked longer in the ruling bureau ruins, and no one has better than them. The harvest and accumulation are greater.

For me, even if the embryo in the cocoon has some profound meaning, it is only the meaning. I don't have the ability to dig deeper. I can only expect other people. For example, Omi can do it.

I reached out and closed the observation window, isolating the excitement of Cassis on the other side. At the operation terminal, several locations were displayed on the map. She glanced at me, and I seemed to know what she was saying: We have to go to these places.

"I'll notify them." I said that, sliding the door and getting out of the car, and when I turned around, I saw that Yu was putting on his helmet.

I knocked on the wall of the rear compartment. Yelled: "We are going to set off, there are still several places. We need to fill up the space in the warehouse!"

After a while, everyone except Father Xi Sen and the two people escaped from the back warehouse. My eyes turned on Locke and Cassis' faces. Locke laughed happily: "I can't bear to stay with that pile of corpses every time."

I nodded and stepped onto the locomotive on the side. Sitting on the back seat on the side of Omi, I could feel the strength of her hugging my waist. despite this. I still said to her: "Grasp it firmly."

So Omi used a little more force, and this tightness made me feel relieved.

The armored car moved forward slowly, adding up the speed in a short while, and I started the locomotive after that.

We follow the route of the map and constantly revise the route. Not every road is safe. As we moved away from the middle of the city, we never encountered physical life, but for some reason, the number of security guards detected increased greatly. We can't avoid every area where security guards are entrenched, especially on some routes, which are in our must pass. Where do these security guards come from? How are their wrecks recovered, and where are they manufactured or placed? No one knows that even if they are annihilated by the elementary life and us, they always feel that their number is not decreasing but increasing.

Fortunately, for the current team, it is not difficult to solve the security guards. Our firepower is strong enough, and only the essential life is not involved. We will soon be able to resolve the battle and withdraw from the theater before the arrival of the security guards. The journey became monotonous. We kept downing the security guards, entering the building, moving the cocoon into the car, and then heading to the next place, and so on.

The closer we get to the remote area where the base is located, the number of security guards began to decrease, so that later we only had to carry the cocoon. In this dead city, people became more and more silent.

Although it is more than slack, the atmosphere has gradually become a little depressed. Everyone seemed to be thinking about their own thoughts, and stayed in the car after hurriedly finishing their work, with no one talking. At least, when I occasionally pass the window of an armored vehicle, what I see is such a depressed state.

Finally, after confirming that it was the last transport, the atmosphere became active again.

"Are you going back to the base?" Cassis threw the cocoon into the back compartment, patted his hands, and asked when he approached me.

"That's what I said." I replied.

"It's really like looking at what these aboriginal people look like." Cassis asked: "Have you seen their true colors? They are also humans?"

I nodded and said: "It's very similar to humans."

After the topic was over, the atmosphere became silent again, making people a little restless. Maybe I should find more topics to invigorate the atmosphere. I was no stranger to this kind of things in the past, and of course I am the same now, but I just became indifferent. This made me feel my indifference more deeply.

At this time, the file came over and said to us, "What are you talking about?"

"Talking about these aborigines, Captain, aren't you curious about what they look like" Cassis said, glancing at the man who walked back to the cab. I followed his gaze and saw that Yu was playing with the car terminal again. File and Cassis chatted, but their voices were reduced by the brain hardware. As my attention was focused on the side of the retina, the scene on that side of the retina screen suddenly zoomed in, and the front sight moved up and down. , The data on the vehicle terminal can also be seen clearly.

After a while, I reduced my focus and said to the file and Cassis: "We are in trouble."

The two are a little surprised.

"The base has been found and has been transferred. It seems that some equipment has been lost. We need to get replacements." I said.

Cassis reacted suddenly: "How do you know?"

"I saw ~IndoMTL.com~I smiled mechanically.

"See?" Cassis cast his gaze to the other side, as if measuring the distance, slowly turning back, showing an incredible expression on his face: "Is your magic line ability a vision 4.0 plus perspective?"

I shrugged my shoulders.

The file also glanced over there, but she was not as surprised as Cassis, her face was a bit solemn, and she said to me, "What happened?"

"It seems to have been found by the body life." I said, in fact, I was also surprised by this incident, because the place where the base is located is rarely noticed by the body life, even the security guards. many. But the actual situation is like this. When we just finished the last move and were about to go back home, Sha sent an urgent message:

The base was attacked by three elemental beings and moved immediately. Although I don't know how the elementary life discovered Sha and the base, we are in trouble now. (...)

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