Restricted Doomsday Syndrome Chapter 476: Combined vertical

The female mercenary of w code-named cleaner did not join a regular team. In the past, she was either a solo lone person or joined a team temporarily. Her reputation in team formation is not very good, although she has her appearance. The reason why she felt uncomfortable at first glance was exposed, and because the team she had joined in the early days often fell quickly, and she only survived, which inevitably made people suspicious. Even if there is enough evidence to prove that she is not a betrayer, she will often make other teams not accept her team application due to luck. The team that accepts her temporary team application for various reasons, although not every time Missions will fail, but missions often have unexpected twists and turns.

The more you work hard, the more you value some "mystery" things, let alone that there really is "mystery" in this world. Although it is impossible to understand that these mysterious and mysterious things will happen to the cleaner, this does not prevent others from staying away from her. However, it is precisely this unexplainable doom that made the mercenary headquarters walking in the "mystery" list her as the seed object of the key investigation, not only the team of the file, but others involved in the Doomsday Shinrikyo, the Bureau of Domination, and others. Both the mysterious phenomenon and the organized team have considered contacting them in the near future, but for the time being, it is not certain whether the "doom" she is carrying will affect her. The file told me that after years of summarizing the known "mysteries", there is an argument in the headquarters that "higher mysteries will suppress lower-level mysteries". In this way, if the cleaner's "doom" is For the mysterious type, the "mystery level" must be determined through further investigation.

Although after years of research and experience. Most people who are exposed to the techniques of the Domination Bureau, demons, the gray fog phenomenon, and the doomsday truth sect wizards gradually discovered. These seemingly mysterious things now look more like products of "surreal technology", but most people still classify them as "mysterious" products for various reasons. Because the theory of these "surreal technologies" is not transparent, the system is not open, and it is impossible to find the rigorous points in it, which runs counter to the conventional definition of "science".

No matter how traceable the appearance of these things may seem, if you go deeper, you will find that you don’t know anything about these things and phenomena, nor can they be reproduced through the “scientific way” of conventional definitions. Even the doomsday truth cult is the same, they can't be like normal technology. It can be used and manufactured in batches in the most rigorous way, but through non-technical means to adapt the technology of the ruling bureau, therefore. They are still "cults", and their most representative product is "witches". These names have exposed their attributes-an attribute that conforms to the definition of "mystery" in the conventional sense.

I can fully understand this view, because the foundation of these "mysteries" can only be scientifically quantified from reality. After the doomsday syndrome patients who have lost their "self" body, they are just like The ghosts can only exist in this doomsday illusion in the form of the reflection of their personality consciousness.

Ghosts who can't realize that they are ghosts, living in a ghostly way in the world of ghosts, the things they face. There is no rigorous foundation—the elusive consciousness constructs the world. Even theories such as the "four fundamental forces and twelve elementary particles" will become "mysterious" because of the existence of these impurities. .

Everything that seems to be scientific still fully meets the definition of "mystery", but it is not only the ruling bureau technology, demons, gray fog phenomenon, superpowers and spells that are mysterious. The "doom" of cleaners naturally also meets the " The definition of "mystery", but this kind of mystery is more difficult to determine than those things before. No matter who it is, when this concept of "doom" is regarded as an object that can be used as an actual thing, it is naturally unavoidable to worry about it.

From a realistic perspective, everything here is "mysterious." Including "luck," "foresight," and "intuition," all have their explanations and strict theoretical foundations. However, if the scope is limited to this world, it is better to treat it as "mystery".

The judgment criteria must be adapted to local conditions. I do not. It should be said that "Gao Chuan" has understood this truth a long time ago, otherwise the difference between reality and the doomsday illusion would have caused confusion and collapse of the various "Kao Chuan" who have been in contact with reality. Especially for my current "Gaochuan", because I have obtained a large amount of realistic information, I am more susceptible to the influence of this information. I think that relying on this information can explain everything that is happening here, but in fact it is not the case. This is because the unknowable thing that can only be called a "virus" is what makes all of this. Even Dr. Ender, who is researching on this project, and the super color that is the center of the doomsday illusion can only use unknowable things. The confirmed theory is tumbling forward.

Take a 10,000 steps back, even if you put aside the unknowable "virus", who can thoroughly dialyze your body and consciousness? If you can't thoroughly understand every minute to the extreme change of the human body and even the smallest difference, you can't explain the subtleties of consciousness clearly, clearly, and correctly. Naturally it is impossible to explain everything built on these things.

Mystery is still a mystery. Since it cannot be truly and completely transformed into science, it can only continue to be viewed as "mystery".

The attitude of the mercenary headquarters attributing all seemingly scientific things to "mystery" is indeed the most correct choice. Therefore, their theory "higher mystery will suppress lower mystery" is naturally not too big Poor pool.

No one can be sure how advanced the "Doom" mystery of the cleaner is, so it is impossible to judge whether it surpasses the magicweave messenger, the dominance technology, and the magic of the wizard. It is this kind of unknowable that makes people look forward to and cautiously. After the file explained about the cleaners, I began to feel that the file did not consider listing cleaners as candidates in the near future. However, Father Xi Sen’s whereabouts seemed to be brewing a terrible storm, which made survival instinct. Her sharp file had to speed up her pace with an adventurous attitude-she stared at the cleaner who left the ring alone. Brows furrowed.

"Don't you go up and talk to her?" I asked.

The file shook his head. Without speaking, he plunged his body into the back of the chair. I raised my head, and the cube monitor hanging from the ceiling was showing the global image of the arena with a wide-angle lens. People were already filling up the auditorium without realizing it. Those who were standing near the ring did not return, but more and more. The venue tonight seemed to be full.

"Are there usually so many people?" I turned my head and asked the file.

"Only the key competitions of the big competition will be like this." File said: "Usually, it is about one-third of the current."

"How many games will there be tonight?"

"Until the championship of this year's all-women fighting is decided." The file broke his fingers and said: "The quarter-finals are knockout matches. The draw is divided into four matches, and the half-finals are still knockout matches. Two matches are played. Then use one game to compete for the final winner, a total of seven games, there is no time-out during the game."

The file just finished. There were two figures sitting next to me and the file, and I suddenly felt that we were both under attack. I turned my head, and sitting next to me was a woman in a punk outfit. The messy short and medium hair was dyed in many colors, bright as if dripping, her face was covered with thick white powder, and her eyes were Deep black smoky makeup, lips are also painted a **** red. If it were not for the bold and plump body in tight leather clothing, there would be no way to tell whether she was a male or a female from the outline of her facial features. This is pretty impressive to dress up, however. This heavy punk makeup is like an iron mask, covering her real face so tightly that she can't even see through her expression.

The retina screen is filtering the concealment of this heavy makeup, trying to depict the real face of this woman with fictional lines. Unexpectedly, the final outline of the human face gave a pure and childlike impression. This kind of childish look is in great contrast to her overdeveloped body and her coquettish and revealing appearance.

My gaze took a little longer, and this punk girl seemed to be at me. She was staring at me before I turned to look at her. Her eyes are very bright, contrasting with the dark smoky eye makeup. It was like a resurgent fire, bright but could not feel the scorching heat, and the emotion in her eyes seemed to be buried by that deep layer of ashes.

"Hello." I don't know why she stared at me so much, I'm sure I don't know her. However, he still greeted him politely.

She did not speak. The voice came from behind. It was another woman sitting next to the file. There was nothing special about the two women's seating, but before I noticed their eyes, my instinct was telling me that they It is for us.

To be more precise, it was for the file.

"Hey, File, I heard that you recently made a fortune, don't you introduce the owner to our sisters?" said the woman sitting next to File. There is a strange hoarseness in her voice, like hot carbon, and like electronic sounds when the signal is distorted.

This woman doesn't wear heavy makeup like the one next to me. There is an obvious scar on her throat, and she wears a collar-like sounding device. This is probably because her voice is so special. She was different from several other female mercenaries who were familiar with her. Although she was dressed in military uniform, she was full of scorn. She put her feet on the back of the chair in front of her, and the man in the front seat turned her head. He gave a stern look. The man seemed to be familiar with the woman, stood up without a word, and moved to another place. Others who were looking for a seat saw this scene, and had no intention of occupying this seat at all. They glanced at the female soldier and immediately turned and left.

Obviously this woman is a frequent visitor here. Others don't necessarily fear her, but they don't want to make trouble—this woman is a trouble, and trouble is coming to her door now.

Before the file spoke, the woman turned her head towards me, and the retina screen quickly marked a large number of suspected lethal weapons and special equipment on her hologram-these things were hidden on the military uniform, as if not Eye-catching decoration. However, the final conclusion showed that these weapons and equipment could not cause direct damage to me. What was even more dangerous was the two prismatic patterns on the inside of her wrist that flashed past. She is also a second-level Mageweave messenger, and the one next to me is probably just a graystone enhancer.

"Hello." I nodded to her in a salute.

"Good-looking little guy, I heard that you hired a file with a critical weapon?" the woman said in a weird tone. Wrap your arm around the shoulder of the file. "I feel a little bit at a loss."

"Really? But I don't think so." I answered with a smile.

"Will you be on stage tonight? File, if it is the two of us, no one will say anything." The woman also smiled slightly and turned to the file and asked. Although the tone reveals a casual taste, I think she is like a gunpowder keg that is about to explode.

The file grabbed her hand on her shoulder and made a crisp "pop". For a while, through the retina screen, we could see that both of them had strong muscles on their arms. The entangled arms slowly moved away from the shoulder of the file, and it seemed that the file was more powerful. But it's not too strong. However, if this level of strength hits ordinary people, a big hole can easily be made.

Neither the file nor the woman's face changed in any way, and their relationship was a bit ambiguous. I can't tell if it's an enemy or a friend. Maybe it's a confidant who is also an enemy or a friend in the legend. I felt that there was no room for me to intervene between them, so I took my gaze back and put it on the punk girl beside me.

"Excuse me, are you?" I asked.

"That woman is my boss." The punk girl said, her voice was a little bit like Sakuya, soft and sticky like glutinous rice, contrary to her appearance, giving people a feeling of weakness, "Our team was It broke up. Boss heard about you from the headquarters and hopes to cooperate with you."

"It depends on the meaning of the file." The punk girl was very straightforward, but I couldn't make a decision right away because Ben and I didn't know them. Of course, whether it is cooperation or non-cooperation, it doesn't make much difference to me. It was not my idea that the file decided to add more manpower. I think this is her "housework" and she has an indispensable attitude towards such things.

"Well, I also hope to use critical weapons." The punk girl said. Suddenly he raised his face, and from the heavy makeup came a very tacky rouge scent, "Have you done it with a file?"

I don't know what she meant, but I didn't miss the look that flashed in her eyes for a moment. So he reacted quickly.

"No." I said, "Does it matter?"

"The file is Boss's lover." She paused. Added: "Well, one of my lovers."

"Oh—" I don’t know what to say. Even if the file’s sexual orientation is wrong, it doesn’t seem to be my business. It’s her privacy, and we’re not enemies. I’ve never Be prepared to dig into these things. After hearing her words, I was a little embarrassed, maybe the file didn't want other people to know this kind of thing. Of course, the suggestion that "files are lace edges" may also be a misleading lie.

At this time, the file suddenly exerted force and fixed the joints of the woman's arm. The woman had to bend down. From my perspective, I could clearly see the inside of her neckline. This woman didn't wear anything in her military uniform. Although it was hidden because of the style of the military jacket, her chest was very "savage".

The woman didn’t seem to care about her posture and exposed scenery at all. Instead, she raised her head and gave me a scornful smile: "What? Don’t you think about it? As long as you hope, the file won’t go against you. The will." Then, he said in an ambiguous tone: "Of course, I am the same."

"Enough." The file said in a nonchalant tone, and she pressed the woman back into the chair, "What can I do?" After that, she turned to introduce me: "My friend, code name Bo Shi, she is lace, but I am not."

The sniffy woman code-named Boss made a deep and hoarse laughter with electronic sounds, which was a bit creepy.

"I'm serious, I want to act with you." She shook her arm that had been locked with a file using articulation. "I just came back from the Domination Bureau and I was not lucky. You know, before. All I received were newcomers, but this time the entire army was wiped out. Bang Bang and I almost never came back.” The sound of "Bang Bang" in her mouth should be the code name of the punk girl beside me~IndoMTL.com ~ I heard that you and Shepherd regrouped, and I want to join you. Recently, the Bureau of Domination didn't know what was going crazy, and the second-level Mageweave messenger couldn't get along alone anymore. "

I looked at each other with the file. Boss' words reminded us of what happened in the 33rd district of the ruling bureau. It seems that the chain reaction has begun to spread. However, simply taking the situation of the thirty-three districts at that time, it is really difficult for a second-level magicweave messenger to survive. Boss can still bring one of his subordinates back, which proves to some extent that the enemy they encountered is not as powerful as the 33rd area, but changes are indeed already taking place.

"Are you serious? We happen to be short of manpower. How much do you know about our return to Europe and America this time?" the file asked cautiously.

"I don’t know at all. The confidentiality level of your mission is very high. The headquarters didn’t tell me too much, but asked me to ask you personally." The news of the Lord’s employment with a critical weapon has spread, and I also want to get some light."

"It's dangerous." The file didn't directly refuse, and his face solemnly reminded: "The specific task cannot be disclosed before you go through the formalities of entering the team. The only thing I want to warn you is that although I don't have much idea yet, I My instinct tells me that this operation is very dangerous and worthy of a critical weapon." (To be continued...) m