Restricted Doomsday Syndrome Chapter 590: Confluence

Soldiers, generals, a huge base constructed by using temporary data to hedge the space. Obviously, these people who belong to the government are the real masters here. Even so, their impact is still not as good as that of the generals, the professionals who are clearly affiliated with different mysterious organizations.

This is really a big scene. The people in charge of the mysterious organization I know are all gathered together-Father Xi Sen, Shi Huo, Jung, Long Aotian, three magical girls and the strange creature "Kewpie", and then With the addition of other people I don’t know, the total number reaches as many as 20. If I and the whisperer represented by Sakiya and the mercenary organization represented by the file, this unexpected gathering can be described as a gathering of heroes. From the race to the range of activities, it covers the five continents of the world. "It seems that we have fallen into a big trouble." The file commented on this, because if it were not a big trouble, how could the major mysterious organizations that originally pursued irrelevant principles come together? Although I was mentally prepared when I guessed the truth of this temporary data hedging space, I saw that almost the most powerful batch of organizations and characters in the cognitive range stood in front of me and greeted me. The posture is enough to make your scalp numb.

"Have you ever had it in the past?" I scanned the people on the opposite side. The front sights of the retina screen locked each other one by one, and then, a huge amount of garbled data went crazy in the window. Flowing. I knew that even those guys who didn't know him were not easy to provoke. Although they were not all Mageweave messengers, they also possessed the mysterious power of the same level of combat power as the second-level Mageweave messengers. Once we clashed with them. Even with the power of brain hardware and prostheticization, it is probably impossible to retreat from the whole body. Fortunately, they put on a posture of welcoming their peers, although this posture seemed a bit tough because of the core position of the government department.

"No, it's the first time." The file licked her lips. I knew she was a little nervous, although there were many acquaintances in the crowd who had worked together. His attitude tends to be friendly. As for the generals with a scent of government, the core position of the entire group of Novartis is probably more symbolic than actual. However, since entering the mysterious world, there has never been an all-round gathering, and the meaning behind this gathering, still makes people feel a kind of speechless and huge pressure.

Not only are we looking at each other. The other party is also looking at us. Father Xi Sen and other acquaintances naturally use their eyes to show us kindness and greetings, but strangers from other mysterious organizations are not so friendly, and their existence further adds to our encounters at the wooden house. A footnote-in this huge group. Even Father Xi Sen, who has a three-level half-magic pattern, the official government departments, and the second largest mysterious organization in Europe and America represented by the escape, cannot completely integrate everyone's opinions. However, they still gathered together. And is still trying to increase members. The brain hardware is running at a high speed, and through the encounters at this moment, he speculates about the storm he is about to face. Regardless of how these mysterious organizations and government departments are involved, if you say that they are just connecting feelings and eating house wine, it must be a broken brain.

Even if we exclude our whisperers and file squad, this force is enough to turn the whole world upside down. Even so, they still carry out a series of tests against us-maybe the posture is very high, but if If it's not necessary, why put on such a high posture? If it is said that putting all this high profile on the government department headed by the previous general, it would naturally appear to be a bit bravado. However, this high profile is a huge and mysterious group of organizations whose internal consultations and compromises are the result of mutual negotiation and compromise. It's scary.

So, what is this terrible force planning to do? In fact, the appearance of three magical girls and Long Aotian here, as well as the current dramatic changes in Las Vegas, the movements of Father Xi Sen, and the stories learned from the survivors, organically link all of these, and the final answer It has already leapt to the surface of the paper.

When the mysteries are presented one after another in the same place, and their scale is extremely large, it means that they cannot be unrelated to each other. The Nazi's "last brigade" has arrived, and the millennial plan hidden in the red secrets of the governments of various countries has been slowly unveiled in front of us.

"This is the U.S. Paranormal Countermeasures Agency. I am John Jones, the highest person in charge of the agency, General." The old general finally said, "Welcome to District 51, Mr. Takakawa." After a pause, his eyes turned to File, say: "And this lady file."

"I think we are not enemies?" said the file.

"Of course, we are friends." General John pursed the corners of his mouth, revealing a smile without any softness. He seems to have been used to a straight face, and his facial muscles have completely lost the factors that make up a smile. .

"But, my people are still on it." The file said with the same strong tone.

"Don't worry, our people are gone, and they will be settled soon." General John nodded, "I thought you would be more patient to wait." After that, his gaze was slightly deflected, and he swept. Passing Novsky’s body, "However, since I have come, I am a guest."

"When necessary, I have always been patient." The file said in an ironic tone: "I am very patient now."

Talking about the politeness of the mixed machine fronts, the old general has been standing ten meters away from us. This is a very simple psychological phenomenon. However, neither we nor the other party pays attention to the interest, we I also don't like to deal with government departments. Looking at the whole world, in all kinds of imaginative works, there are very few mysterious organizations that like to cooperate with government departments when there is no need, and this phenomenon also has its inevitable roots.

The old general led the group of soldiers to greet us, clearly just making a gesture, regardless of whether the gesture was out of goodwill or malice, or both. It's like trying to realize a certain part of a huge plan, after thinking that it has completed the task. People in these government departments are stingy to put in more energy, after apologizing like social etiquette without emotion. Then turned and left. The army watched hundreds of people evacuated towards the end of the flat passage, and the remaining twenty mysterious power holders, each representing different forces, were also divided into several batches, and they went to deal with their own affairs.

Our old acquaintances, including the newly-acquainted wizards and the man who called himself Long Aotian, naturally came up to greet us, and we also have many questions for them to answer. For example, the original intention of this mysterious organization gathering should be the purpose of the government department in charge and Father Xi Sen's actions these days. Of course, the magical girls and Long Aotian can explain how they escaped from the depths of the night of Valpus. However, I still have to answer Novsky’s question before that. He is undoubtedly very lucky to be caught in the whirlpool. Sakiya and File have all experienced the huge pressure of the lake whirlpool, and it is for ordinary people. In terms of. Even if you catch the driftwood, the chance of surviving by chance is less than 10%.

Perhaps, Novsky is really the so-called "son of destiny". Before he completes his "destiny", there will always be some power to support him to live. Look at him wet and undecided. Obviously, he also understands how lucky he is. This kind of recognition may make him feel that he is the son of destiny, but, I think, before knowing the definite probability of the data. His perception of his luck is still far below the effectiveness of such luck.

If you just fall into this base after being drawn into the whirlpool. Then even if he didn't fall to death, he would be half to death. How could he be like this, except for choking a few saliva, there was no trauma on his whole body. After the pressure from the vortex and the gravity that accompanied the fall of the lake disappeared, we were already standing firmly in this flat channel, looking upward, and there was only a sealed high roof. My own feelings and what I saw before my eyes proved that the lake whirlpool was also blessed with a certain mysterious power, and not everyone who jumped into the whirlpool could come to this base. The existence of this mysterious force protects the secrecy and security of the base, and has also embodied a high degree of mystification. This has far exceeded the scope of normal social technology. Although it is not known whether it was born from the ruling bureau technology, but , The 51st District, which operates this kind of power, is even stronger than initially imagined when I saw the simplistic part of the upper layer of the temporary data hedging space.

"I, we are really in the 51st district? This is the 51st district?" Novsky's expression gradually changed from dazed and scared to agitated. This is still a very common reaction, the 51st district. It is one of the few in the world, surrounded by all kinds of imagination, but with a profound national government brand. For ordinary people, especially the Americans, it is no longer a simple military organization. . In countless works, this fifty-first district will always be rendered as the ultimate existence to save the world.

Simply put, it is to give birth to countless brave men, provide them with technology, equipment and thinking mode, and silently support them behind the "base" to save the world. Although there are unavoidable negative rumors, for Americans, being able to find the 51st District and enter it means that they have the "destiny" on their shoulders. This kind of thinking also seems to exist for Novsky, although the generals and soldiers who truly represent the will of the government did not show a different attitude towards him, and the dangers and torture experienced by him and other survivors, It can be considered that the government is one of the culprits, but from Novsky’s expression, it is completely irrelevant.

The reason for this is probably because, "The government is the government, you are yourself, and the people are the people." The cognition that the three are biased towards independence seems to be the mainstream thinking in the United States. The "son of destiny" similar to Novsky described in countless works, as long as you enter the 51st district, no matter what the plan and attitude of the government department in charge of this base is, the "son of destiny" cannot be shaken. "It will become the leader, core, and key person of the entire 51st District, and it will be the result of doing a lot of work.

Novsky seems to think so, although he still has some uncertainty, just like the confusion and hesitation encountered by the protagonist in the work at first, but this extremely "ordinary" idea seems to have been There was a chemical reaction in his brain-I used linkage judgment to observe every change in his body details, and the brain hardware recalled the psychological model from the memory data for comparison and reference, thereby deriving various theoretical possibilities Sex-in order to avoid falling into a subjective misunderstanding again. I gradually began to try, and the mental observations and judgments were also handed over to the brain hardware for processing. And I just read the basis and final result of each judgment, and compare the conclusion with the operation result of the original brain. If this method is effective, I will further transfer the thinking ability to the brain hardware.

I know this is dangerous. For humans who have a native brain and are accustomed to using a native brain, this danger is as strong as cutting off their own heads. If the center of thinking activity is completely transferred to a computer-like cold, as if it only possesses rational logic, the brain hardware. There are many examples in the various imaginations, guesses and reasoning since mankind entered the computer age. However, when the original brain often has problems, especially when using the original brain to think, when I often fall into a state of absentia without resistance, I have to further separate myself from the theoretical "human" identity. .

At least, for now. Except for the interference and impact of severe mysterious elements, the brain hardware is more stable and efficient than the native brain. And reducing the use rate of the original brain makes me vaguely feel that it can delay the deterioration of the real body. Perhaps the implantation of the brain hardware and the composition of this body, delaying the deterioration of the real body is one of the original intentions. I need time, before the real body completely collapses. Before I became L, I didn't know how much time I had in this world for myself to complete the whole plan. Precisely because I don't know, when I realize that my physical body is deteriorating in this world, every second passing by is so frightening. Probably, it's like cancer patients know every second of themselves. Cancer cells are all spreading, right? In this regard, my understanding of the function of brain hardware in suppressing emotions has gradually gone from doing more harm than good to more pros than harm.

This doomsday illusion is going to be destroyed according to the script. This process may be fast or slow. When you can’t determine how much time you have left, you can’t determine how much time you need to obtain enough personality preservation devices and mental integration devices. , It is impossible to determine how long it will take Omi to complete the "Gate of Destiny". I can only try to adjust the progress of the script according to my own feelings, but the scope and personnel involved in this proposition is so deep and so wide, and a large number of uncontrollable factors constitute an undercurrent flowing in an invisible place. I feel that I have always been passive, and I have never really adjusted the process. This script that has been written down is as hard as an alloy.

"Mr. Gaochuan!" Someone called me, and I suddenly turned my head, only to realize that I was lost again before. The only way I can cope is to further accelerate the transfer of the core of my thinking.

The person calling me was Novsky. He asked me excitedly and nervously, "What shall we do next?" He seemed worried that I would throw him aside, although he had seen Xi again. Father Mori, but he seemed to be afraid of what he was about to face, although he probably didn't know what he would encounter. The government's ignorance also made him feel a little bit at a loss. He seemed to feel that compared to these things that were not easy to provoke at first glance, and that the people behind his party, including Father Xi Sen, would feel more secure to stay with me and the file.

Novsky now looks like he has no ideas, excited but hesitant.

"Father Sisson will arrange your affairs." When I said this, Novsky's eyes opened wide and seemed unacceptable, but I ignored him and turned to the seat beside me. Father Mori said: "Is that so?"

"Yes, I have arranged a room for you." Father Sisson smiled amiably and said to Novsky: "Child, you are really safe."

"You said the same when you were in the wooden house~IndoMTL.com~Nofsky bit his lip and squeezed his fists. "Little Ham, Old Ham, Eddie, Ikena are all dead... …"

"I said, you are safe in the wooden house." Father Sissen still had that kind smile, "Look, you got out of the wooden house, didn't you?"

Novsky was obviously surprised by Father Xisen's words. With a stiff expression on his face, he opened his eyes and stared at Father Xisen, but his mouth trembled a few times, and finally he couldn't make a sound.

"Please wait a moment, I will take you to your room in a moment." Father Xi Sen said to him in a calm tone: "Don't go away this time."

"I didn't wander around again!" Novsky finally broke out and yelled at Father Sisson's face, "I've always been in that **** room!"

"So, you are lucky to survive. Isn't that enough?" Father Xi Sen was not angry, still speaking in a soothing and calm tone.

Novsky's chest rose and fell sharply, and after looking at Father Xisen for a few seconds, he finally collapsed like a frustrated ball. His face was pale, and the shock to him from this conversation was a bit big, and the excitement of entering the 51st district did not last.