Restricted Doomsday Syndrome Chapter 569: Battle Royale

The Ashbringer——it’s the first time I heard Sakiya claim to be so. Before that, she hadn’t said anything at all, and it even made me feel that this kind of naming myself is nothing like It's the Sakiya I know. However, the change in personality after wearing the mask is not a rare phenomenon in psychology. What's more, it is the work of Super Dorothy that now covers Sakiya's whole body. As a world-class hacker targeting the doomsday fantasy world, Super Dorothy’s power to interfere in this world is beyond doubt. She has concealed what she left behind under the cover of super-colors from the hospital’s researchers as one thing. This kind of plug-in, just like my prosthetic body and brain hardware, has a great impact on my own composition. Sakuya’s Rorschach mask should also have the same properties-the difference from me is that the Rorschach mask For Sakuya, it does not become part of the personal composition like the prosthetic body and the brain hardware. Therefore, the personality changes caused by this influence make people feel more significant.

In the state of her self-proclaimed Ashbringer, although she seemed more silent most of the time, her individualized consciousness of action was greatly enhanced. Of course, in the preliminary test, in this state, she has the personal ability that matches this kind of action consciousness. Ability, consciousness and personality, as well as the mystery hidden under the weird masks and costumes, give her a unique temperament. Once people notice her, they cannot ignore her again.

"This is the first time I've heard of it." The file whispered beside me. She was naturally referring to the title "Ember Messenger".

"Me too." I also replied in a low voice, the look at the file slightly strange.

"Oh. Oh—" Gregya also seemed to be bluffed by this title. Sakiya's special presence at this time made this title look very imposing. "It's cool," Gregya whispered, but it was Sakiya who looked a little unusual, so Gregya couldn't find anything to talk about for a while. Not only her, the mercenaries seem to be unable to say anything. If it is an ordinary person, this loud but somewhat dramatic appellation will make me somewhat nondescript. But when I used it on Sakiya at this time, there was a veritable feeling—the problem was that Sakiya that everyone knew before was not like that.

Contradictory feelings are floating in the air, and perhaps the only ones not affected are Sakiya and I. The room suddenly became quiet. After a while, Tritty broke the silence and asked: "What should we do now? Will you take us away?"

"Get out of here?" File said as he muttered to himself. While looking for a place to sit down, the sofa in the hall could not fit a few people. But fortunately, there are still empty chairs left behind by the guests. The cleaner and Cheka wandered around the hall at will, as if admiring them, observing the surrounding furnishings.

"Father Sisson didn't tell you anything else?" File's face became serious. Opposite her, Tritty and Gregya were sitting side by side on the sofa. The young man who had also sat there seemed a little uncomfortable. It's like being caught in other people's family problems. Although she keeps smiling, she looks out of place from time to time. Before the conversation between the two sides started further, he left a sentence "I'm going to prepare coffee." He walked away in a panic.

Tritty gave him an apologetic look. I think this young man originally wanted to join the conversation. In Father Xi Sen's absence, Tritty seemed to be the leader of this team, or that she possessed such qualities, which made people willing. Or tacitly put all the troubles of leading a team in her hands-this is also the case when ruling the bureau, but in terms of knowledge, she is certainly no better than any college student under her, in terms of experience. It was just flat. At that time, they also entered the ruling bureau for the first time, saying that she had courage, but she couldn't say that she was better than everyone. At this time, Gregya, whose experience and experience was not weaker than that of Tridi, was even more active in character, but when Tridi spoke, she naturally retreated to the second place-the young man seemed to intend to let Cut yourself into Tritty's role.

Of course, it’s not about seizing power. I don’t know what Cui Di thinks and whether she is aware of it. I just think that if young people make it clear, Cui Di will make some concessions. However, in the entire team, it seems that only this young man tried to compete with Tridi and took some action. However, before seeing the hope of success, he retreated-he chose to give it to the lobby. Everyone prepares coffee, and no one else, including Gregya, takes it for granted.

Yes, it’s not a problem. It’s just that, at first glance, this young man has a shadow of Gao Chuan, but his performance makes me feel that the behavior patterns and personality psychology of the two are indeed They are two very different people. If you want to say why I took a look at the back of the young man, it must be because I suddenly discovered that the shadow in the mirror is actually not like me at all.

While the cleaner and Cheka were talking about the hideous wolf head decoration, the conversation between Tritty and the file made me turn my attention back to the two of them.

"Father Xi Sen just said that you might find here." Tritty shook his head. "I don't know that person at all, but without his help, the people here must have died long ago. He said It’s safe to live here. I don’t doubt it, but it’s not a good place for normal life. Everyone wants to go outside—of course, it’s best if it’s safe.” After a pause, she emphasized: “ We can’t hide here for the rest of our lives. We don’t even know why we suddenly encountered these things. It’s like bumping into a landmine, with a bang, everything changes, the familiar becomes unfamiliar, and we don’t know ourselves. What will happen to your future? When you run away, you can’t think much about it. But now, we have stayed in place for too long. It’s time for a change. We need an opportunity for everyone to do it. Make your own decision."

"In other words, do you think our arrival is this opportunity?" The file asked calmly. Regarding Cui Di's somewhat venting remarks, she showed an "understandable" expression.

It doesn't matter if the file really thinks so. But her attitude did alleviate the anxiety and anxiety in Cui Di's heart. As I said before, in my eyes, Tritty is not the kind of person who is born with a big heart and likes to take risks. Now she acts as a negotiator, no matter whether she is elected or acquiesced, it is probably because her words and deeds make others feel that she is a responsible person—not that she has the courage and strength to be responsible. And the file happens to be for this type of person. Both men and women have extra favors.

"Father Sisson talked about your affairs. He said that he can trust you. Although I don’t know you, I believe in Father Sisson." Tritty said, looking to me, "Fr. Sisson and Mr. Gaochuan, has always been a cooperative relationship?"

"Of course. We came to Las Vegas just to find you." I nodded. Said: "However, it is not peaceful outside now. If you go out, there is no guarantee that it will be more reassuring than now."

"Can't make people feel at ease?" Tritty noticed my words, "Isn't it insecure?"

"I think the people hiding in this wooden house care more about whether they can be at ease than safety." I looked at each other and tried to be serious, making her feel the seriousness of the situation." Gas has become very dangerous. However, if you don’t get close to the city, it’s okay. It’s best to leave the state immediately and stay away from the United States."

"What happened?" Tritty's astonishment was not a disguise. It seemed that they hadn't been exposed to the normal world for quite some time.

"The Nazis suddenly appeared, and Las Vegas fell. Now there is a war outside, and it is a one-sided war." I took the cigarette from my pocket and put it in my mouth, lit it, and said in a low voice, "Lasville The number of people who can survive in Gas City is probably less than one-tenth. If the American government does not have stronger means, the war will soon spread to several nearby states."

"Nazis?" Tritty was a little dazed by this term. Maybe the Second World War was too far away, so she couldn't immediately think of the notorious army at all. Gregya, who was sitting next to her, had the same expression.

"Yes, the Nazis, the one from World War II...they are back." I said slowly.

The expressions of Tritty and Gregya seemed to melt their facial features into a kind of indescribable stunnedness, but not shocked-I think, after they really witnessed the tragedy of Las Vegas and the Nazis’ In the airship fleet, the word "Nazi" could not produce further texture in their hearts.

"Na, Nazi?" Tritty seemed to understand what we were referring to, but she still couldn't imagine the situation. "Isn't it a joke?"

"No joke, Las Vegas was under attack by the Nazis when we entered here. However, we did not see the scene with our own eyes. When the Nazis appeared, we immediately ran away." Although" "Flee" is not a commendatory word, but the file has no other emotions. She pointed to me and said: "Mr. Gaochuan is the only person who has fought those guys in front of him, in a place similar to here."

Tritty and Gregya cast surprised glances at me, as if they wanted me to say something.

"I think, maybe I broke their plan, but there is no further frontal fighting." I'm not sure, "The specific situation is very complicated. To make a long story short, I think these Nazi actions have something to do with you. ."

"...Sorry, Mr. Gao Chuan, although you said so, we heard this for the first time. Before that, we hadn't seen any Nazis." Tritty was so sensitive that she almost jumped up and said loudly. : "Is your judgment 100% correct?"

"Of course not." I can fully understand Tritty’s excitement—a war that involves the Nazis and is reminiscent of World War II. All the origin and course are unknown, no one will bear such a heavy responsibility for no reason. So I said to her: "I am not blaming you, nor shirking responsibility. When it comes to responsibility, the war outside, to a certain extent, my behavior is a catalyst."

Tridy and Gregya both stared at me, and the mercenaries such as the file and other mercenaries also cast surprised eyes at me.

"I said before, maybe I broke their plans." I shrugged and said.

"So, do you think they have to act?" The file asked back, and then let out a helpless cry. "Please, I don't think you are so important, or do you want to be so important?"

I smiled, reduced my expression, and said, "Maybe it's the latter."

For a while, the cabin fell silent again, and everyone was staring at me with strange eyes.

"Okay, put the responsibility aside." The file broke the strange atmosphere and said to Cui Di: "Tell me about you. I'm very surprised, how come you are with Father Xi Sen? Similar to Mr. Gao Chuan’s judgment, although it is impossible to explain the angle and depth of involvement, I also think that what Father Xi Sen did during this period has something to do with the Nazis outside."

Although it was difficult to accept the file, Tridi and Gregya talked to us about their experiences. After returning to the normal world from the ruling bureau. They had a peaceful time because they had forgotten the experience of ruling the bureau. The memories before and after could not be spliced ​​together. This lost experience caused some psychological problems for both of them. After several days, the condition did not improve, and there were even signs of getting worse. Gregya was better. She flipped through the things she had recorded, but just reading these materials from the sidelines could not produce a sense of substitution at all, making people almost doubt whether it was something that really happened to her.

It seems that I have lost a part of myself. Or I did something when I couldn't notice it-this feeling of being unable to control myself is terrible. Even if you go to a psychologist, there is no effect. If you tell the truth about your experience, you will get a more terrifying mental diagnosis. Worry, anxiety, and some complex feelings such as anticipation, prompt them to start looking for clues about their memory loss.

So, of course. Tritty and Gregya contacted again after a week, and felt sorry for each other, or in other words, they had the same experience. Soon they became friends who helped each other. A few days later, although some seemingly "mysterious" incidents were found, after personal investigation, they found that they were just some deceptive acts. Although there were some shocks, these not many failures did not make the two of them feel discouraged, and at this moment, Father Xi Sen came to the door.

"At that time, he took several young people with him, and let us leave with him immediately." Tritty recalled the situation at the time and said: "He said we were in danger, but of course it was impossible to just believe him like this. But, Before we talk any further, the danger comes."

A group of people attacked where they were. Under the threat of their lives, Tritty and Gregya had no more choices. Afterwards, they learned that the attacker came from a cult organization called "Doomsday Truth." They themselves didn't understand why they were attacked, but Father Xi Sen confirmed their lost memories for them, and then told them that, including them, the young people behind were all candidates for "sons of destiny." For the person concerned, this statement is naturally very absurd, and he does not understand what the so-called "son of destiny" is, how it all started, and how it will end. However, no matter how ridiculous the reason, someone did attack them and tried to save or take them away, and they had no choice, even if they did not trust, they had to choose one of them.

After that, things became simple. I kept on fleeing. In the escape, new people joined and some team members died. Everyone has various identities and occupations. They look glamorous or bleak, and they are all different in age. Is of American nationality. The dead are naturally proved to be not "sons of destiny". This is like a cruel screening. From the most likely candidates, the real "sons of destiny" are selected, among which are not on the "list". , It’s just a screener who has been stuffed into the team through various methods to cover up the true "son of destiny"-even though ~IndoMTL.com~ no one understands who is the true son of destiny, and even suspects even Father Xi Sen himself It is also impossible to be sure, but when such an idea arises, it also means that they begin to believe that there must be a "son of destiny" among them.

Although Father Xi Sen has impure goals in the eyes of many players, only he can protect them. There are also people trying to get rid of the team and stand on the side of Doomsday Truth. Father Sisson did not use violence to force the prohibition, but, as Tritty and Gregya confirmed, this is a tacit screening, Doomsday Truth. The religion only kills the surrenders. They seem to believe that only those who eventually escape the pursuit can be the "sons of destiny"-although it feels absurd, logically speaking, it is quite normal. , The dead cannot be the "son of destiny".

Except for Father Xi Sen and themselves, no one offered a helping hand in this battle royale, and in this battle royale, they saw a lot of "mysteries". Father Xi Sen, who has been following them and protecting them, is naturally full of "mystery". Some people are silent, some adapt, some resist, some grow into warriors, some follow the situation. In just a few weeks, they drilled through the mountains and forests. They have entered the city, climbed the mountains, crossed the wilderness, and did many things that they originally thought were "unbelievable" and "impossible to do it by themselves." Everyone’s attitude towards Father Sissen has been constantly changing in this extraordinary experience. As Father Sissen himself said, they can report questions to him, but in the end they will choose to believe him because, in addition to believing in him, they There is no other choice.