Restricted Doomsday Syndrome Chapter 570: Son of Destiny

The battle royale experienced by Tritty, Gregya and others is not a big deal for those of us who are used to fighting, but it is very cruel to these ordinary people. They are tired, tired, and hysterical until they no longer have the energy to vent their emotions. The elements of the chasing and fleeing parties are very simple. The enemy is the doomsday truth cult, and they only have themselves. Except for the leader of Father Xi Sen, no one can lend a helping hand in this battle royale. They once hoped on the government, but Only in exchange for countless disappointments, and even despair-they are like rabbits chased by hounds, they can never stop for a moment, even if they call the police, they can’t wait for assistance, or even be trusted, even in crowded crowds. , And there is no sense of security. People who come and go seem to be full of hostility and sorting out, excluding them from normal society.

The feeling of being in a huge glass bottle setting with some eyes looking at them all the time is distressing, painful, nervous and creepy, but they can’t find where those eyes are hidden. . Tridi recalled the situation at the time, her face was painful, overwhelmed, and refused to recall, but she suppressed this mentality, as if biting a red-hot iron needle, describing the situation at the time—— Everything ended only a few days ago. The pain and torture she has endured is vivid. As an ordinary person, her pressure-bearing ability has to be amazing.

Although I don't understand what a "son of destiny" is, I don't think it would be surprising if Tritty is the son of destiny. Gregya is more adaptable than her, because she originally had the idea of ​​involving a "mysterious" world. And prepared for the worst. Tridi and Gregya are different. The two actions may have the same original intention. They both want to retrieve their lost memories. However, when the incredible disaster strikes, their psychological pressures are different. Great, I don’t know if Gregya can do everything Tritty has done. However, I believe Tridi’s performance must not be worse than Gregya now.

Tritty was talking about what happened to herself and others. The expression is so fragile, the whole person is like a broken glass that is glued again, and there are cracks everywhere. However, no one laughed at her, because, when she told us these painful things, she proved that her heart was not more cowardly than a real warrior. She stated that she was not asking for sympathy, she asked for help. But not all expectations are placed on the help of others.

Seeking help from others is never a cowardly act. Because humans are not mere individuals. I remember someone said: "It's shameful to be lonely." I agree with the view that loneliness is shameful, and it is even more sad to use a hard shell to cover up your loneliness. Tritty is not alone, nor does she hide her helplessness, so she is neither shameful nor sad.

"I know. I'm not very capable, but I like to be aggressive." Tritty rubbed her face vigorously, trying to relax her muscles from the stiffness of her memories. There are still a lot of traces of post-war psychological syndrome on her body. Just a few days of rest can't make her completely at ease. Moreover, this place of rest is obviously different from the normal world. This difference is very sensitive to those who have experienced murderous intent hidden in the strange, even if Father Xi Sen, the leader who he can trust most, said that it is safe here, and she cannot be thorough. Accept it without reservation.

In the last Gaochuan’s memory data, what Cui Di encountered in the Domination Bureau is not weaker than this battle royale in terms of danger, but in the Domination Bureau, she is only a supporting role. She only bears the pressure of a supporting role, but in this battle royale, she seems to be promoted to the protagonist all at once. Therefore, her performance at this time is more unbearable than in the memory data, which is completely understandable.

"You did a great job." Wen Yan with a file relieved her pressure. As the captain of a squad of mercenaries facing the "mystery", she is not as hard and cold as the chiefs in the story and the movie. Incomprehensible style-at least, for the strong women who are not her team members, but also the source of intelligence, she has enough patience to listen and understand each other, and use all kinds of gentle social methods to better carry on the topic.

In this battle royale, these "son of destiny" candidates have seen many "mysteries". Father Xi Sen, who has been following them and protecting them, is naturally full of "mystery." Facing the incomprehensible but true God phenomenon, some were silent, some adapted, some resisted, some grew into warriors, and some settled with the situation. In just a few weeks, they found themselves changing.

They have drilled through the mountains and forests, entered the cities, climbed the mountains, over the wilderness, and did many things that they originally thought were "unbelievable" and "impossible to do it by themselves." After surviving, there are always people who think they will die in the next attack, but when some of them survived again, they realized that they were tougher than they thought. 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.

The process of Battle Royale looks complicated, but it can also be considered very simple. Attacks are changeable, but the essence is to let them continue to run away, and die if they can’t escape. There is no extra person to intervene, and it has no global significance. Unexpected turn on the road. As Tritty said, the whole process seems to be a tacit screening-screening out the guy who is most likely to be the son of destiny, but it is not to say that the stronger the ability, the faster the growth, the more psychological A tough person is the son of destiny. Luck is indispensable, but if you just talk about luck, in fact, there is not much difference between the people who can finally enter the wooden house, because people who have no luck become corpses.

"No one can help?" The file repeated, frowning.

"No, at least I didn't see it." Triti thought for a while, not sure, glanced at Gregya, and said, "Maybe it is. Because the enemy's power is really strong, it seems to be everywhere. Yes. If you don’t get help, Father Sisson himself is okay, but he alone probably won’t be able to survive the people who finally arrived here, maybe there are one or two survivors, but there are definitely not too many, and it won’t. So complete."

The experiences of Tritty, Gregya and others are dangerous, but the results are obvious. No matter who led all of this, the other party succeeded, because some of the escaped people successfully reached this temporary data hedging space, temporarily suspending that frightening life. But it also means that the candidates for the Son of Destiny don't know much about their internal affairs. The so-called "son of destiny" and the tacit battle royale, of course, are not as simple as they seem on the surface. Anything that allows the Doomsday Truth to take a big action will not be simple. The problem is that we can't learn more from the narration of Tritty and Gregya. Perhaps only Father Xi Sen could understand the deeper reason.

However, from this "sudden start. Clueless" feature of Battle Royale, I felt a familiar shadow—the shadow of the "Prophet". In my memory, only the prophet who can listen to the future will put ordinary people who cannot predict their future into this kind of confusion. Of course, conspiracy is inevitable, but conspiracy is only attached to the prophet’s prophecy. Cuscuta, except for the Prophet. Who would use the term "son of destiny" with such obvious and mysterious features? The last Gao Chuan did his activities centered on the predictions of the Eight Views. His personal experience and the data model obtained by observing others are very similar to the data model constructed by the experience of Cui Di and others.

Even if there is no further confirmation by the analysis of the brain and hardware, the files that have had similar experiences also perceive this with rich experience and keen sense. When she and I looked at each other, her eyes were deep. She knew that I must have similar thoughts, so this look was just confirming to me. After I exchanged eyes with her, she asked the details again. Tritty's thinking about her own experience is still a bit confused. Without the help of others, she may miss some important things.

Although the role of Nazi did not appear in Tritti’s explanation, it was Doomsday Shinrikyo who played the opposite protagonist. However, I still feel that this does not explain their experience, really and the Nazis, and Walp Guise Night has nothing to do. There are many reasons, but the most important is still only one-there will be no unrelated multiple mysterious events appearing in one place at the same time, especially when they are all "huge". There is no doubt that the night of Valpus is "huge", as is the battle royale that made Father Sisson hug his head.

However, in the end we still couldn't get more information from Tritty and Gregya, and it is expected that there will be no more other survivors. Tritty said that the two of them, as well as the young man who had just left under the pretext of making coffee, were the three who suffered the least damage in this battle royale. Others hid in their respective rooms, and they couldn't help putting in more energy and doing their best to lick the wounds. Since their mentality cannot withstand high pressure, they naturally cannot pay attention to more details.

The Prophet, the Doomsday Truth Sect participated in the whole process. The only mysterious holder on the bright side is Father Xi Sen, a seemingly tacit screening operation, the son of destiny, and the final destination is this crude temporary data in Las Vegas. Hedging space—there are only the key factors we get from Cui Di’s narration. These words and sentences can associate more things, but they are as indistinct as looking at flowers in a fog. The real core figure is still Father Xi Sen, but now no one knows where he is hiding.

"So, Father Xi Sen just asked you to wait for us here?" The file confirmed again.

"No, he said you might come, but I don't think he is sure." Tritty said.

"There is no end to this." The file said categorically, "However, it seems that he doesn't really need our help."

Cui Di couldn't interface, she didn't even understand why the file would say this, with a dazed expression on her face, she didn't know what to do next or what else to do.

"Don't worry, we will be with you." I said to Cui Di. Cui Di stared at me for a while, as if to confirm whether I was serious, then slowly nodded and leaned back. On the back of the sofa, the joints seemed to loosen all at once.

"For Father Xi Sen, we are an uncertain factor, but not a necessary factor." The file said this again, but this time, she said it in front of me. "However, Tritty and the others should be more important to Father Sisson. He said that we might be here, and we did arrive, and we joined Tridi and the others."

I know what she meant by these words. When we entered this temporary data hedging space and contacted Tridi and others, it has become an important factor that has been determined.

"So, no matter what he is doing, he will definitely be before we exit. Somehow he will pull us into the game completely." I said, the file took it seriously, although it felt like he was kind Helping others, but jumping into the trap set by those who pray for help, but--

"This is a bait full of fragrance, and we actually licked it, knowing that it is definitely a delicious food." The file laughed deeply and coldly. "Would you like a bite? Mr. Takakawa. No. If you show your teeth, you can’t share a big meal."

"Why not?" I answered her. "Our purpose in coming to Las Vegas is not to respond to Father Xi Sen's call? No matter what he is doing. We are just getting into the topic."

"Yes." The file moved her fingers, as if she was enduring the urge to pull out the weapon to attack. She seemed a little impatient, with a flush of excitement on her face, "I thought I would leave Las Vegas without accomplishing anything. , But it turned out to be amazing. Nazis, Doomsday Shinrikyo Yehao, Father Xi Sen... We were led away like clowns. It’s amazing! Mr. Takakawa, Hakjing has done it. Foresight?"

"Are you referring to the current situation? Or the son of destiny?" I asked rhetorically.

"It doesn't matter which one is good." The file stared at me sharply and said.

"She thinks we will succeed." I said.

"Which success do you mean?"

"Who knows?" I said so, the file smiled with a dangerous smell, and told the rest of the team: "Set up on the spot, don't turn off the insurance, and don't turn off the engine. At the latest, tomorrow, There will be some trouble. The cleaner and Cheka will act with the employer!" She paused. They specifically asked the two to say: "Don't make your own claim before the employer issues the order." The cleaner and Cheka knew why she said this. They had just been involved in "mystery" and had not formally experienced the battle in the real mysterious world. The recruits on the battlefield are not much different. So without any resistance, I nodded to Sakiya and me very seriously.

"Don't live separately. Everyone stays in the living room. Don't go alone. I'll be with me when going to the bathroom. If you go out, you must at least be accompanied by me, Mr. Takakawa, and Ms. Sakiya." The file looked around. My team member ordered it.

"Are all the candidates in the cabin?" I asked Tritdy.

Tritty knew that I was asking about the number of candidates for "Children of Destiny", nodded and said, "There are only seven people in total. Father Xi Sen said that God created the world in seven days, so seven people are a reasonable number. In fact, after only the seven of us were left, no one died before arriving here. Compared with the previous situation, this situation is very conspicuous. Everyone believes that the Son of Destiny is among us. However, this does not mean that the seven are the sons of destiny. We have no idea what Father Xi Sen wants to do, and where he is going now. We can neither leave nor do anything, we can only wait, Every day is long, it’s unbearable."

"Is it unbearable?" I muttered to myself, looked at Tritty and Gregya's eyes seriously, and said, "Believe me, this is just the beginning. You have to be prepared. According to you From what I said before, there will be another screening next."

"Us?" Cui Di smiled, and she doesn't seem to care too much about this obviously bad news~IndoMTL.com~No, this time the protagonist is us. "I also smiled at the two of them, "However, although you are supporting roles, you will also harm Chi Yu. "

"But, if one of us is the son of destiny, she will definitely survive, won't she?" Gregya was not nervous, but rather excitedly said.

I asked her, "Do you want to be the son of destiny?" Gregya replied, "Why not? Although it sounds heavy, everyone here wants to be, because, not a person. They are all dead."

"Then, let everyone come out for a meeting, and tell them about the situation." When the file socket was instructed, the young man who had been hiding in the kitchen making coffee came out with the plate, There is not only hot coffee, but also butter bread, ham toast and several salads. He put the plate on the coffee table in front of everyone's eyes, and said to us with a calm smile: "Excuse me, is it time for dinner?"

The file and I looked at the old clock on the wall and the window at the same time. The clock seemed to be broken, it was just a decoration, and the daylight outside the window was as before, with no sign of westward. In this temporary data hedge space, time seems to have stopped.