Restricted Doomsday Syndrome Chapter 484: Spiritual power

I thought that the file was just playing pornographic jokes. I heard that Europeans and Americans are quite open in this regard, both men and women. So when I went to the countryside, I deliberately rubbed her chest with my arm. I didn't expect that she didn't dodge and directly stuck her body. With my arms between the towering chests, it must be like an intimate couple in the eyes of outsiders. www.) Although she has no experience of actively hooking up with a woman, through the detailed analysis of the eye gaze displayed on the retina screen, her eyes flashed with real light, like a hungry beast staring at its prey and falling into a trap.

"One dollar? It's appropriate, let's send it, brother." The file squinted, and the corners of his mouth evoked the arc of charm, and said: "I have long wanted to know how transforming people and real people are in that kind of thing. What's the difference." She deliberately despised me: "Isn't it just a humanoid pile driver?"

Although I have also imagined that I will die for a certain woman, the truth is that I have always maintained a very close relationship with three women. If it is to put the blame on the brain and hardware, in short, I think The existence of brain hardware not only deletes my emotions, but also deletes my common sense and ethics, and further deletes my morals. So, this evening, I finally did not refuse to file, and together with Sakiya, the three of them spent a passionate night together.

Sakiya has no objection to the incident of the three being **** together. On my own territory, the relationship between the four of them, her, Hakkei and Omi, is even more chaotic than this evening. Sakuya took advantage of her chance to observe me and the performance of the file up close. She seemed to think that this was more exciting and interesting than watching a small foreign movie.

Although I did it many times. But the three of us are still under the influence of our biological clock. Qi Qi woke up on time. Although I drank a lot of alcohol in the evening to add to the fun, except for Sakiya, the physique of the file and I were extraordinary. Sakiya never did anything beyond his ability to bear, so no one had a hangover. We took a refreshing bath together, and did it again in the bathroom. The file was lazy with satisfaction. While putting on our underwear, we said to me: "Sure enough, it feels different from transforming people. From now on. Don’t be patient, I don’t think there will be any good ducks on your site." Before I could answer, she turned her head and said to Sakiya: "Do you mind if I come here for a kick?"

"Well, it's okay." Sakiya, who was already neatly dressed, hugged Dorothy's puppet bear-this was another posture of the strange mask she was transforming into gray. It is also the original posture of the prop, but the whole body's hair has completely turned gray. Through the patch stitches like scars, you can still feel the sticky and weird flowing sensation that does not understand what it is, and that thing is naturally impossible. It is normal cotton.

"Agawa also likes fresh **** too. After knowing that Agawa has been transformed, he has been a little worried, but it is no problem now, because Agawa's performance proves that he is still a normal man." Sakiya took a gentle look. Answered with a smile.

I wanted to say "I have always been a normal man" to her, but I couldn't say it at all. There was only a mechanical smile on his face. Because Sakuya's feelings are more acute than she thought, after I was transformed into a prosthetic body, I was no longer "normal". Whether it’s psychological or physical, I don’t resist **** with different women, and I still retain or even strengthen this function. However, how can a creature whose hormones in the body and emotions in the brain are controlled by mechanization? ** Is it normal or not to talk about it? I just judge whether it should be done by means of digitization. When should it be done, and to what extent should it be done. After all, as long as the other party is still a human being, then it is more hidden to achieve the goal through **.

I hugged the file from behind and kissed her collarbone. Caressing her shoulders, abdomen and chest, the file grinned and said, "Stop it." Then. The data bar of the relationship between self and the file displayed on the retina screen began to grow. Yes, just like increasing the character's favorability value in a game, I have been performing the most insensible behavior.

"I am a Virgo. I can't get rid of the shackles of sensualism." I let go of her, stroked her face, looked her eyes straight and said, "You are so beautiful now, I can't bear to file a file. Let go."

"Love is good." The file tilted his head and did not avoid my sight. It looked at me as if looking at me, seeming to want to read something from my eyes and the details of my expression. "However, from a At the beginning, we just vented each other out. Don’t fall in love with me, Mr. Takakawa, because I will never fall in love with you." She turned her head to Sakiya and asked, "He also said this to you. Then?"

"Yeah." Sakiya held her face in her face with a reminiscence expression, "Although Agawa has no mood for most of the time, she sometimes says something heart-pounding."

"Oh—" The file said to me meaningfully: "Are you really a Virgo? Mr. Takakawa."

I just kept a gentle smile under the control of my brain hardware, and didn't answer this question.

After I let go of the file, I quickly put the underwear on neatly, using a string to tie my hair into a ponytail, then put on a special lightweight body armor, and finally put on the military jacket. She carefully checked all the weapons hidden in her clothes, including removing the magazines, reloading them after checking, pushing off the insurance, and pulling the bolt. The knife bag containing the radioactive ash particle resonance device was also unsealed. After confirming the weapon inside, he tightened the seal and hung it on his shoulder.

She is so cautious that it makes people feel like she is carrying the curse of the God of War, and the places she walks turn into a battlefield of flesh and blood at any time.

Really cautious, I thought so.

The prepared file said to me: "Let’s continue to act separately today and find a way to get in touch with Father Xi Sen. I think he must be in some trouble again."

I also feel this way, because since arriving in Las Vegas, Father Xi Sen’s distress email has never been sent, but this situation gives people a kind of calm before the storm. It's reassuring. As time goes by, the sense of urgency is getting stronger and stronger.

There are only two possibilities of not seeing any movement: First, Father Xi Sen has solved the troubles himself. The second is that he was trapped by greater trouble. So that it is impossible to inform the outside world. This makes people wonder if he is locked into the temporary data hedge space. Without more information, we can only hope that the Whisperer’s headquarters will invade the satellites to conduct a global scan and the mercenary headquarters’ detection operations. The best case is naturally that Father Xi Sen has been forced into a mountainous area that cannot receive normal signals, and the worst case is that he is trapped in a completely closed temporary data hedging space. After all, it is something that cannot be detected with the technological products of the normal world. .

"We are already in action, what's the situation on your side?" I asked.

"A manual search has begun with the coordinates of the last email sent out, but there is no more accurate information for the time being." The file looked solemn, "If he leaves in a vehicle. Whether it's refueling or boarding. , Transfer station... will definitely leave obvious clues, but the current intelligence shows that this is not the case. Ever since the Mar Jones family ruled the Doomsday Shinrikyo, Father Xisen has been wanted by them, on how to get rid of the surveillance of the normal world He has a good set, and he also has his own method for detecting the'mysterious' type. In theory, it is impossible to find out his whereabouts through common sense. If he could be found so easily, he would have been taught by Doomsday Truth. If we die, we just do our best to obey our destiny. Although it is impossible in common sense, I think he knows that we are here."

"Leave common sense. To judge purely by intuition, is it possible for him to be in Las Vegas?" I was not only asking about the file, but also about Sakiya, who had already asked about staying behind through the intercontinental wireless communication conference. Bajing and the others at the headquarters.

However, the file shook his head, indicating that it could not be judged, and the images of people on the retina screen also sent the same message.

"I think..." Sakiya spoke at this time. Her hesitating attitude was a bit concerning, "He is very close to us, but also far away... It's a strange feeling."

The file scratched his hair vigorously: "You describe it like that. I don't understand at all. Can't you be clear about what the situation is?"

"Probably...probably..." Sakiya frowned, as if desperately trying to find a suitable description, "Standing on the same coordinate. But in a different world."

I seem to be able to understand what she said, and her description gave me a sense of sight. It seems that there has been a similar experience before, but it probably exists in a certain "Gaochuan Information" that has not been absorbed. At least, 60% of the "Gaochuan Information" that has been integrated currently has no relevant memory information. If it is hidden in the remaining 40% of the "Gaochuan Information", then unless I immediately press the confirmation button to completely self-format, it is impossible to get it. However, even now I am extremely close to the machine, I have my own pride and thoughts. As the current "Gao Chuan", it is impossible to press the confirmation button hidden in the corner of the retina screen before it is completely desperate, or before the real time comes. Things to accept. Even if you know it, just pressing it will definitely break the deadlock.

I know that the "Gaochuan" that has been hidden deep in the body that I don't understand is obviously with "Jiang". No, it should be said that the "Jiang" is imprisoned in that place and cannot be touched." How powerful is Gao Chuan?

If, if it's him, apart from "potential", what is the difference from me now? Although I have lost my "potential" as a human being, I am undoubtedly the most powerful on the "material level" in this world. I have always believed in this. Unless the personality consciousness is infinitely elevated and realized, otherwise, in terms of the body alone, no Gaochuan can reach my current height-an extremely hard body, no life span, rapid self-repair ability, and brain hardware assistance. Strengthening logical thinking and controlling emotions, radar-like perspective perception, and super speed, talking about the will, determination, and sense of mission to perform tasks, as well as the understanding of reality and the truth of this doomsday illusion are also at the peak. No magic is required, no I need magic lines, I don’t need any superpowers, no one can kill me with the power of "Jiang" excluded, not even Eruka.

So, in this case, I still feel the gap with that "Gaochuan". Where is that gap?

Is it on the elusive things like intuition and luck? Or, is it similar to the "Jiang" who has the same BUG?

If it is really something that cannot be interpreted with data and logic. Then there is no way to think alternatively between yourself and the other party.

Like now. I just think Sakiya's statement is very familiar, but I can't get more information from it. If it's the "Gaochuan", maybe the moment you enter Las Vegas, you will automatically cut into the core of the problem under the influence of "mystery". Thinking like this, I shook my head vigorously and threw this thought out of my mind.

I said to myself that I am not the "Gao Chuan", and it is not him who is leading the action now, but myself. No matter how close he is to the "dream", he is already "dead", and according to the plan, he will not be resurrected. Will only become a part of "Super Gaochuan" like me.

"I'll go out alone." I said to Sakiya and the file, and turned to go out.

"Agawa..." Sakiya's voice came from behind, seemingly worried.

"Don't worry." I smiled at her, "It's just a little anxious, I can calm down when I go out and smoke a cigarette." No, it's not a question of being agitated at all. Existence, so that the negative emotion of anxiety will be erased the moment it shows signs.

But because of this, I can't even understand why I suddenly thought of these things? Why do you suddenly think of the "Gaochuan" and "Jiang" that haven't appeared for a long time? And today I suddenly fell into this situation. Does it indicate that something that can be regarded as a breakthrough point will happen today? There are too many subjective guesses, so I dare not let Sakiya accompany him. Once the development of the script has something to do with the "Takakawa" and "Jiang", it is okay to have Omi by his side. If Sakiya is by his side, it is risky. It's too big. Dr. Ender’s script and our plan influence each other, and as a factor of instability, it is not clear whether he still recognizes Sakiya’s "E". It is very possible that Sakiya, who was not harmed in the plan, will be affected by an uncontrollable chain reaction, which really makes people unable to completely relax.

Sakuya's gray transformation ability is probably Dorothy's good insurance earlier, but it is only reflected in the battle on the physical level, and there should be no way to use her. However, it is full of "mysteries." The doomsday illusion where the reflected personality consciousness and the actual body are alienated, even the super Dorothy and the super color can't be completely controlled. This kind of insurance that only shows power on a "physical level" is not absolutely effective.

I smoked a cigarette and walked out of the hotel’s door. The early morning sun fell from the gaps in the thick clouds and dyed the edges of the golden clouds, looking like scars split by the light. I breathed a little bit of cool air and watched the busy traffic on the road. The city had already woken up, and the daily hustle and bustle sounded like a machine. Every pedestrian passing by seems to have a clear destination, and only I pass by aimlessly.

Although a person came out, there was no clear idea of ​​where to go. The way I can think of, the headquarters of the Whisperers and Mercenaries have already taken action, and I seem to just have to wait for the results. Wandering in the street for a while, I was bored sitting on a bench on the side of the street. Behind me was a high-rise hotel with a glass wall shining brightly under the sunlight. Staying here is not any conscious behavior, nor is it rational judgment or perceptual intuition.

I stayed here for a long time. This laissez-faire approach was originally meaningless, but for a moment I felt that an invisible force was driving me to do so. It is a force that rejects the absolute rationality and logic of the brain hardware and reaches the perceptual operating area of ​​the brain. The pedestrians and vehicles passing by, the noisy roadside food trucks, and the ever-shortening shadows all seem to become strange. It Of course, there is no difference in the usual state, it is just a perceptual difference. Under normal circumstances, with the assistance of brain hardware, this kind of purely perceptually driven feeling does not exist, and this made me realize that something "abnormal" has been quietly spread out.

I turned my head subconsciously~IndoMTL.com~ I saw a group of people walking towards the high-rise hotel behind me. The people around did not fluctuate due to their actions, and did their own things as they did before. However, this "normal" of not paying attention to strangers became "abnormal" in my eyes.

Because the group of people are like fireflies in the dark night, full of a strong sense of presence, no matter where they stand, they should be the focus of attention-I know those who are surrounded or protected in the center That man, named "Capaci", was a man who called himself "Long Aotian", and the other people who surrounded him in the center were all women. There are maid dresses, secretaries dress up, women soldiers, and some obviously not normal dresses, but they also give people a different kind of beauty. These women, no matter their figure, appearance, dress or temperament, clearly exudes an outstanding atmosphere.

There is no doubt that under "normal conditions", this group of people will definitely become the focus of attention of passers-by around, however, at this moment, everyone is as if they did not exist.

The discovery of this "abnormal" made the invisible force I felt before suddenly become clear, and under the action of this force, my brain and brain hardware produced two completely different responses. To be continued. . )

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