Restricted Doomsday Syndrome Chapter 544: Trigger

I once thought about why I had to grab Youjiang with my own hands, and why I didn't do it when I first saw her. I haven't thought about it until now. [m] Net--I believe that her appearance is closely related to the pituitary spinning machine and even the spiritual integration device that may be conceived in the spinning pituitary machine. I also guess that the opening of this spinning pituitary machine requires her strength. . However, although I kept telling myself that sniping her at this time was to force her to use more hole cards in order to gain more advantage in the final battle, but there are various ways to sniper her, even if she With the ability to foresee, it is not necessary to catch her personally to make the attack take effect.

The brain hardware does not think, it just follows the initial instructions and stores and processes data according to my ideas. It will not give an answer, it will only generate various possible conclusions based on the known data. It is very useful, but in its essence, it is a fairly simple tool. I tried, designed, and acted, all the policies are the most feasible method in objective theory given by the brain hardware. However, when the brain hardware generates all these policies, they are only for the most efficient realization. The thoughts in my heart are nothing.

The brain hardware executes the real thoughts in my mind, but does not tell me what my real thoughts are. I understand that a person's thoughts on the surface and his thoughts lurking deep in his consciousness are often different. At the moment when the distance between me and Youjiang shrank sharply, I couldn't help but think again, why do I want to catch Youjiang with my own hands? Obviously you can shoot.

My speed is so fast that I don’t even give myself time for an answer. The hardware of the brain operates the prosthetic body and executes all the details of the action with great precision. This precision always makes the participation of the original brain seem superfluous, but when I came back to my senses, the touch of Youjiang's skin was already heard from my fingertips. .

Suddenly severe pain came from my left eye, like a twitch, my eyelids kept beating, a tightness spreading from the muscles of the eye socket to the surroundings, like poisoning. All of a sudden, the left half of my face was paralyzed, making me think that half of my face was no longer my own in an instant. It was also at this time that I actually grabbed You Jiang's hand, and some of the clown monsters around had "tumors" growing on their bodies, and some were engulfed by the flames of the explosion. Some were chopped in half by the flying knife. Some have just broken free from the shackles of invisible shackles, some dived down from a higher place, some rose suddenly from the ground, and some hit them with their bodies. Some were sprayed with corrosive liquid-a large number of simultaneous attacks and counterattacks made the smoke on the battlefield become intense at this moment. In this strong battlefield, I pulled Youjiang into my arms and followed the surrounding attacks. The resulting impact fell to the ground.

Same as the conclusion drawn by the brain hardware, after executing every detail perfectly. Youjiang and I avoided all the attacks, but were swept away by the aftermath, and our bodies rolled up as soon as they fell to the ground. I could hear the sound of fighting around me rising up for a while. In the panoramic view of the retina screen, the clown monsters beside me collapsed in the attack of the magical girl, the maid, and the secretary.

The surrounding scene is presented on the retina screen, but, at this moment, it seems to me. That's nothing more than an irrelevant background. The only use of those wars and mosaic-like collapse scenes is to set off the woman who is in the same position as me. I lay on my back on the ground, not far away. Where we once fell, the ground has cracked, and thin cracks have even spread to this side. I grabbed your hand in Youjiang. But there was no injury, just sitting on my waist. Dropped his face and stared at me quietly.

This gaze should have only been a short time, but I looked at her at this time, but I didn't think of anything, as if I grabbed her, and then the two of them stared like this, it is a matter of course that no words are needed. And this kind of natural feeling seems to lengthen the feeling of time.

I felt my left eye and the muscles of that half of my face twitch, and it seemed like a force was kneading these muscles, just like kneading dough, making it like it wouldn’t have become. . The image of the face after self-detection was reflected on the retina screen. I was shocked to see that the half of the face where the left eye was, had completely lost its original charm, and was asymmetrical to the right half, just like another face.

This face different from my own makes me feel familiar, but whose face is this? When I thought about it, Youjiang suddenly stretched out his right hand, which I had not grasped, stroking half of his familiar face. The air was shaking, and the exploding fire cloud swept over the sky again, and bullets swept across the sky like a meteor. A first quarter moon rose in the dazzling light. After a large number of clown monsters collapsed, the corpses fell from the sky and broke down in mid-air. Into a mosaic. Against this magnificent and spectacular backdrop, You Jiang's face fell slightly. What does she want to do? What should I do at this time?

My thinking ability seems to be fascinated by Youjiang’s black eyes that seem to reflect light under the light and flames in the sky. I subconsciously know that I should do something, and no matter what I want to do, I must do it as soon as possible. . However, at a loss as to what to do. Even the idea of ​​forcing Youjiang to use his trump card, which he first told himself, seemed to have no room to emerge in this dazed sea of ​​thoughts. On the contrary, I am looking for the source of this dazedness needlessly-is it because at the beginning I felt that she would do her best to prevent me from being caught?

The time to stare at each other is extremely short, but when You Jiang propped my chest, sat on my waist, bent down and stroked the face twisted by my left half of my face, when I was in In this process, many ideas are born like a struggle, but when none of them can be completely formed, this time is so long.

I thought, I was charmed by this woman. Although she looked the same at this time from when she first saw her, and the expression on her face was the same as when she saw a stranger, but the eyes that reflected the fire seemed to be about to I swallowed the same. No, maybe it has been swallowed, I can clearly see that in the flames in that eye, my figure is reflected.

Obviously having a non-human body, it seems to be exhausted.

It’s too late and it’s fast. Before the war in the sky and the clown monster’s corpse completely disintegrated, the ground was already shaking. The panoramic view of the retina screen captured the people moving in the sky. They seemed to see me and Youjiang. At the time, it seemed that only a trace of doubt emerged in time. Maybe it was because I felt something was wrong at this time, but in terms of time, there was no time to confirm. There is not even time to make a sound. Carrying a burst of vigor, the clown monsters, who could not be counted for a while, condensed again and rose from the ground. And Youjiang and I happened to be in the gap between them, without being topped in the air. only. A shadow that resembles a wild dance of demons concealed us, and the flames reflected in Youjiang's pupils seemed to have suddenly cast a shadow.

Youjiang's fingers touched the corner of my left eye. Suddenly inserted into her eye socket, before the pain came, she had dug out the left eye that was completely out of my control. A puff of blood splashed high, touching her face, that expression was flat. The beauty is just a beautiful face, as if being moisturized by the blood of this plum blossom, quietly blooming with a smile that makes people feel a little childish.

It's like, the child gets what he likes and gives birth to pure joy.

——found it.

I seem to hear a woman's voice, and I can't tell whether it is Youjiang talking, auditory hallucinations in my head, or the illusion caused by the pain of being dug out of my eyes and burning my brain. Being dug out should not be a terrible injury, in the past. I have experienced more miserable experiences than this time. For example, even the internal organs were used as soil, and the demon flower named "White Claudia" bloomed. I have always felt that I should have been used to this level of pain, but at this moment, the pain is coming back from my eye socket. But it seemed as if the soul was pierced by a red iron needle.

Except for the unclear speech that was auditory hallucination or real, there was only a buzzing in my ears. Even the retina screen seemed to be disturbed by this pain, and the picture kept flickering. It's like bad contact.

I felt blood constantly pouring from my left eye socket, in the flickering retinal screen. The same is true for my own image. I feel that my strength is being weakened with the passing of blood. For this embodied body, it shouldn't happen at all, because blood has no effect on the maintenance and operation of the prosthetic body. It is just a kind of It's just a disguise of people.

Yes, I realized that an exception is happening. When I was in contact with Youjiang, no, maybe the anomaly started when I first saw Youjiang, but I mistakenly thought this anomaly was a sensibility that could not be suppressed after losing my brain hardware.

The war between the magical girl, the two second-level Mageweave messengers and the clown monsters has begun again. Either way, it seems that there is no time to pay attention to the anomaly that happened to Youjiang and me. Perhaps, I fell into such a fate at this time, which was unexpected by the magical girl and the Mageweave messenger, but this does not mean that they will risk being pressured by the clown monsters at this time. Before understanding the anomaly that happened between me and Youjiang, he immediately separated us. If they are really dealing with the clown monsters and still have the energy to help me, but they choose to observe on the sidelines, I can understand.

I am strong, stronger than all of them, but even such a strong me was overthrown by Youjiang's anomaly. Isn't this proof of Youjiang's power? At least, it looks like this on the surface. If you change to more experienced companions, such as fire escape, file, and Father Sisson, you will sneer at this idea. However, the temporary ally who has worked with me for a short period of time is still an enemy not long ago, and I am not sure about it. Whether he will become an enemy afterwards is not only ambiguous, but also immature in the face of "mystery" experience. Isn't this way of thinking taken for granted in common sense by keeping cautious ideas and continuing to observe abnormal phenomena?

The fire escape, the file, and Father Xi Sen will stretch out the rescue hand at the first time, precisely because they understand that when faced with an abnormality, most of the conclusions made by common sense will be wrong. However, no matter whether the magical girl, the maid or the secretary, it is not an old fritter like a fire escape, a file, or Father Xi Sen.

Actually, I did temporarily lose the ability to resist. I could only sit on my waist with Youjiang, grab my hand with one hand, raise my eyeball with the other, and look up at the firelight. That eyeball was like a child happily treating the glass beads as gems.

When the blood poured out from the left eye socket, it made me feel that the blood had the will of oneself, and I couldn't wait to escape from the cage of the body. It is so sticky, it drips from the face, like burnt pitch. This blood is obviously different from the blood that the body usually produces. It takes something away and makes my strength disappear. This feeling makes people more and more give birth to the illusion that it was born from the most essential soul.

But it's lost. It does make me feel that my essence seems to be losing something. This kind of thing is not clear, and, it is not originally one's own, it is more like some kind of impurity. only. They have been confused for too long, and they have become accustomed to each other, and only after they have been separated did they have this sense of loss.

The clown monsters seem to have forgotten the existence of me and Youjiang. Concentrate on entanglement with the magical girl and the magic pattern messengers. My mind was in a trance under the interference of that sense of loss, but staring at Youjiang, who was like a child, couldn't raise any hatred at all. A blood-stained smile, a red dress as red as blood. The left eye raised high by her outlines a crazy and terrifying scene, but to me, I think this scene is actually very beautiful.

I thought, I was charmed by this woman.

The thick blood covered the ground under me in a moment, perhaps because it was too thick and not fluid, and it kept silting up within a two-meter radius. The newly gushing blood covers the old blood, forming a layered texture. Even in the most painful. When I felt the most abnormal, my gaze did not deviate from Youjiang’s face. After less than 30 seconds, I felt the height of the thick liquid over my arm, forming a buoyancy to push me off the ground. stand up.

Regardless of the amount of blood shed or the posture of the blood. They are all showing their anomalies. I once thought that these impurities are "viruses" hidden in the body, and they are also a manifestation of "Jiang", and these abnormal blood. It is probably the power of "Jiang". The blood rushed out of the body so impatiently, it symbolized that "Jiang" was eager to break the seal. Or, he has torn a hole in the seal, allowing his power to spread in this way. I have also felt powerless for this kind of speculation, because I have not received a warning from the brain hardware. Does this mean that the erosion of the brain hardware by "Jiang" has been extremely profound? And what kind of changes will the "Jiang" power appear here?

In this world, there is no existence and power that can compare with the existence and power of "Jiang". This is determined on the basis of the composition of this doomsday illusion, and it is an undoubted conclusion. "Jiang" is terrible, because no one understands what it is in essence and what it wants to do. "Jiang" is an almost unsolvable mystery no matter in this world or in reality.

So, everyone is afraid of "Jiang", not only from the perspective of survival instinct, but also from the perspective of thinking, but with this fear and unknown comes a deeper sense of powerlessness. .

The behavior of Super Dorothy and Super Color Sealing "Jiang", at least, from the point of view of Gao Chuan, I agree with it. Because I don't understand it at all, and the instinct of life survival warns me not to approach it. Once there was a certain Gaochuan who tried to approach and understand it after knowing its existence, but was fortunately not eaten by it? I don't know, there is no such example in the deceased Gaochuan information that has been received. I want to try, but I can't stop my instinctive resistance, just like a rabbit who will be bitten to death at any time wants to deal with a tiger. It is a story that only exists in fairy tales.

Along with the loss of blood, I feel my strength and the things that are not my own in my soul are fading. It seems to be fading at any time~IndoMTL.com~ and I will die too. However, the truth is that it seems to flow so uninterruptedly, it is impossible to imagine how much of this inexplicable thing is confused with its essence. I only feel that it has greatly exceeded the weight of my own material, which is so abnormal.

In less than a minute, my body, except for my face, was buried in this thick blood, but my back no longer touched the ground, but floated in this mass of blood. You Jiang finally saw enough of his eyeballs. Although he raised his face, he let me see those eyes suddenly slanted down, and the situation was creepy.

"Gao Chuan?" She said my name in a questioning tone suddenly, but it didn't seem that there was a question that needed me to answer.

"Gao Chuan--" She said my name again. This time, her tone became normal, with a slight joy, "The eyes are beautiful." Before I spoke, she said: "With mine The same as the eyes."

The thought of what I wanted to say disappeared, because, aren't Youjiang and this left eye, and even the thick blood, are inextricably related to "Jiang"? Now, no matter what you say is useless, "Jiang" will definitely trigger certain events to connect each other. As far as I am concerned, I cannot change and stop these changes. All I can do is continue to observe the next changes.

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