Restricted Doomsday Syndrome Chapter 633: Red shadow in the eyes

The appearance of myself seen in the metal walls of the elevator and the eyes of the soldiers reminds me of myself in the boundary line-the blue right eye and the red left eye, and the contours of the face are also better than normal I am even more green. Apart from the abnormal eye color, I am more like me when I was a student. Maybe I was in high school, maybe I just entered university, and I can't accurately determine the time period of this face. Of course, there is no such thoroughness in the boundary line, just an image between the two.

Although the surrounding scenery has not changed, the elevator is still an elevator. The other people in the elevator, except me, have not changed too much in appearance. Even Sakiya is still dressed as the Ashbringer . However, I still feel that we are no longer in the normal world. This is not a boundary line, but it must be a place similar to a boundary line—in a world of consciousness.

If it is not the boundary line, then it should not be the power of "Jiang" at work. Someone, or some kind of monster, has used the mysterious power of consciousness on us. Regardless of whether this behavior is out of goodwill or maliciousness, at least it feels completely malicious to me. My senses for the man who came back from the dead were extremely bad, maybe he was not playing tricks, but I still cut off his head without hesitation. Intuition urges me to do this, and I believe my intuition, coupled with subjective feelings and the role of brain hardware, I have no feelings of guilt at this moment.

Since he said that he can deal with some "bad things that are not clean" for us, then whether it is him or the "bad things" that caused all this, it should not just be cut off in this conscious world. die. If he resurrected in front of the soldiers. No matter what radical behavior I have done now, it is not too much for the Hank team, because they feel equally uncomfortable with this ugly man.

If he can’t be resurrected, it’s okay. For me, it’s not bad news that a guy who was killed by me but then resurrected completely died.

However, facing my new image and sudden beheading. Hank and the others couldn't help but froze for a while, then treated me as an enemy and asked: "Who?"

Hank was the first to see the clue and asked in an uncertain tone: "Mr. Gaochuan?"

"Yes, it's me." I shook off the blood from the blade.

"It's really you?" Hank was still not so sure.

"I know my appearance is a bit different from before, but Sakiya can prove it for me. Is that right? Sakiya." I said to Sakiya who was standing by.

"Yes." Sakiya only said these two words.

"Well, Mr. Gao Chuan." Hank, who was splashed with blood, cried out angrily, staring at the headless corpse of the ugly man with an ugly face, and said heavily, "I think you should explain. And. , I also hope you have a good reason. I don’t have a good impression of this guy. But this is not the reason you cut off his head!"

"Whether he really died, maybe." I calmly looked into Hank's eyes and said, "Last time he was burned to the ground by me, but now nothing appears before my eyes. I don’t believe that he really has no malice. This reason is enough. Besides, are you really sure that he really got his head cut off by me?"

"What do you mean?" Hank frowned. He didn't seem to care about the reasons I said before. Relatively speaking, he cared more about my last rhetorical question.

"I don't think we are in the original world anymore." I said.

"Not in the original world?" Hank repeated. I looked at the surrounding changes with the soldiers, but they obviously couldn't see the difference in the elevator. This may not only be because the surrounding environment is really vivid, but also because the light of the tactical flashlight alone cannot examine every detail of this space.

"I can't see the difference." Hank thought my words were a bit weird. Although he was a steady adult who was good at controlling his emotions, the sudden changes were too drastic. It still made him unable to completely conceal his emotions. The experience of dealing with monsters for a long time prevented him from asserting that I had exaggerated, and he could not judge the current situation, so he could only frown and listen to what I said.

"Of course. Dreamers often rarely realize that they are dreaming." I said.

"You mean, we are in a coma, and we are just dreaming now?" Hank and the soldiers looked at each other, the look of suspicion was still very strong, "Dreams are not so clear, so real." Hank said as he said. While pulling out a multi-purpose dagger, he cut a scar on his arm, feeling the pain that accompanied the gushing of blood.

"It's better than dreaming." I nodded and said, "I suspect that this is a space made up of consciousness. It may not be very large, but it is more realistic than dreams. Here, what we see , Is what we can feel, and believe that it is what it looks like. This is the world made up of our cognition."

"It sounds complicated, are you sure that it is? Mr. Gaochuan." Hank asked repeatedly.

"It's 80%, Captain Hank." I said calmly.

"So, is there any danger? I don’t think it’s a good idea. If we are all in the world of consciousness, as you said, what happened to us in reality?" Hank asked, too What the soldiers want to know.

"Maybe in a coma. However, the time flow in the consciousness world should be out of sync with normal conditions." I used my shallow realm walking experience to explain the current dilemma we are facing, "We have to Find a way to find the way back, otherwise I don’t know when I will be stuck here."

Hank nodded, his expression dignified, but has stabilized, he said: "In other words, an enemy attacked us and brought us into the world of consciousness. He made a cage for us here, if we If you can’t get out, your body in reality is a living dead. Is that what you think? Mr. Gao Chuan."

"Yes, this is my conjecture." I replied: "Moreover, what we have to face may be more than just a cage." This time. Some soldiers were trying to hold their breath and seemed to want to wake up themselves through this method, but he failed. It didn't take long for him to blush because of lack of oxygen. One of the soldiers said: "If we are just conscious, do we still need to breathe? ?"

"Your consciousness does not need, but your body still needs it. Your consciousness is not completely separated from the body, is it?" I said to him, "If you feel that you can be more free and omnipotent. It must be an illusion. , Unless your consciousness is completely separated from the body and exists, just like a ghost."

Speaking of ghosts, the soldier's pupils suddenly widened, and a red figure quickly enlarged in the reflection of his pupils. "It's that guy!" The other soldier who first noticed the change yelled, but his call was not over yet, the red figure seemed to leap out of the soldier's pupils, in Sakiya and me. And before the other people around reacted, they cut the soldier beside him in half from head to toe with a knife. The internal organs crashed to the ground, splashing with all the blood.

The unexpected method of attack completely caught us all by surprise. The red figure, whose figure cannot be seen clearly, can let everyone in the elevator know subconsciously that it was the "red" who was once expelled. Girl in clothes". She would catch up and launch a vengeful attack, not completely unexpected, just. Her methods were so weird and so quick that when others reacted and shot her, she had already transformed into a red trainer and got into the pupils of another soldier.

"Fuck! Damn!" Hank understood at once, but cursed helplessly. The action pattern of the lady in red. It was enough for him to imagine what kind of torture he and others would endure next. The effect of the lady in red jumping in people's bodies is completely different from the effect of flashing in an unmanned space. Now, what the soldiers have to face is the trouble that their own people have caused. If you can't believe the people around you. How much can the soldier's combat effectiveness be displayed?

The bullets that didn't hit the lady in red all shot into the body of the soldier she had been to before. She was originally a life-and-death colleague, but in a blink of an eye she was beaten into a hornet's nest. Although it was not intentional, the reflexive behavior caused by tension, and the strange ability of the lady in red, caused this tragedy, but the soldiers still had great psychological pressure due to this serious mistake. Their vacillation and sluggishness soon surfaced from their faces.

The girl in red did not appear again, and Hank had a chance to regroup. However, she who was lurking in the dark was more frightening than the one who appeared in front of everyone. "Calm! Calm!" Hank yelled, "All spread out! Lean on the wall and observe the person across from him."

The soldiers came back to their senses and hurriedly followed suit. They were not as stable or clever enough as Hank, they probably couldn't think of a better way at the same time. Leaning against the wall, at least they will not be attacked from behind, unless the other party can penetrate through this metal wall-even if this is the conscious world, it is not something that can be easily done, because in the normal world, they will not be attacked by this metal wall. Unusually strong has a very deep impression, and this cognition will also be fed back into the conscious world.

The girl in red will come out of someone’s eyes, and as long as you are prepared for this process, you won’t be completely unable to grasp it. As long as you keep your mind steady, the soldiers will not make the mistakes of hurting your colleagues before.

However, before the girl in red appeared, someone discovered another unusual thing: "That man is gone!"

Although no one's eyes turned around because of this, everyone soon knew what the soldier was talking about—the beheaded ugly man, the separated corpse and the head were nowhere to be seen, just like It never exists in general. Such anomalies inevitably make people think of more bad answers.

"Captain, is he really ours?" a soldier asked loudly.

"I said, in the terminal, he really is." Hank replied very calmly.

"Go to the **** terminal, we are hacked!" The soldier still shouted in a loud voice, as if only in this way could the rapidly spreading fear in his heart be suppressed.

"Excitement can't save your life!" Hank said with carelessness and said to me: "Mr. Gaochuan, do you have any idea?"

"He can't do anything about it." The voice came from outside the elevator, and the sarcasm and sharp tone were exactly the same as it had been a few minutes ago. The ugly man seemed to be resurrected again, and he was standing outside the elevator door. This change made the soldiers think again. At this time, the man outside the door said again: "However, I can. As I said, you have brought some unclean and bad things. If you are willing to pay, I will help you deal with it. Otherwise, you will wait. Ask for trouble."

"What are you!" a soldier yelled.

"I am a human!" The man outside the door shouted sharply, "Don't let me say the third time! I am a human!"

"If you can really let us out, then I promise to pay a sum. How much do you think is appropriate?" Hank asked calmly.

The man outside the door let out a triumphant laugh. Then I said: "You are lie to you, you are murderers! I won't care about you! No, maybe you can beg me like a dog, and I will think about it."

The answer to him was a violent gunfire. I aimed at the elevator door and pulled the trigger of the revolver. Although the observation range of the interlock determination was limited to this elevator space, my actions still silenced the people outside, because. The peculiar bullet from the revolver really pierced the elevator door.

Actually, no matter the chain judgment is still effective. It is still a revolver bullet that can penetrate the elevator door made of the same material as the metal wall, which is almost impossible by the standard of the boundary line. However, who said that this is not the boundary line? I don't think "Jiang" will still be trapped in this place by me, unless she doesn't want me to continue working. And my attempts have also proved this speculation very well. The world of consciousness is not as strong as the boundary line.

How would "Jiang" pull us out without any leaving clues? I think the best way is to pull us from the boundary of this consciousness world first, and then kick us out. Is the world outside the elevator door a boundary line? Whether the boundary line will erode this conscious world, I can't answer these questions in a definite way, but my intuition tells me for no reason that our situation will definitely change like this.

"Anyway, get out of the elevator first!" I told others, Hank had no other good ideas. So he asked the soldiers to let the elevator doors open. He was going to use powerful weapons. However, I think it is safer. It is better to do it yourself. Not only because powerful weapons will hurt us, but also because if "Jiang" is going to make a move and it is not me, who else is more suitable? Besides, I am not at all afraid of the lady in red suddenly jumping out for a sneak attack.

After the soldiers gave up their positions, I rushed for a few steps and kicked towards the elevator door--generally speaking, "doors" are not opened in this way, although they are also called "doors", even if they have " The appearance of the “door” is actually part of the wall. But the change we have to face is so strange and subtle. The elevator door was kicked open by me, and the whole child flew up and hit the opposite wall, exactly like the alloy door of an ordinary elevator in the normal world.

The alloy door was knocked into the air without any obvious assistance, and the man outside the door was no longer there. However, at the moment I kicked the door, the lady in red came out of a soldier's eyes again, and there was a roar of gunshots in the elevator, and the flying gray silk intercepted all the bullets that might accidentally injure the soldier, and was also attacking. The girl in red, but the red shadow that lost its specific outline is so fast. It shuttles between the flying bullets and the gray silk, and the naked eye can't lock her movements at all, and every eye that looks at the girl in red seems to be Become her communication channel.

Flashed the bullet, passed through the gray silk, got into the eyes, and then burst out from the eyes. The red shadow seemed to have really become a shadow, completely without the constraints of volume, and no small gap seemed to be able to stop it. move. The light of the knife like a phantom and the warhead flying in the air kept colliding, and the entire elevator seemed to be a workshop where welding work was being carried out. Nor can it completely defend against every attack, and can only guarantee that the soldiers' vitals will not be fatally wounded. After just a few breaths, the soldiers' skin had been cut with many scars, as if there were blades hidden in the wind.

"Attack! Attack! Don't stop!" Hank splashed blood on his face, but he didn't even blink his eyes and cheered up his companions loudly.

Although it can't hit the red shadow of the flying shuttle, and can't completely block its path, but the intensive attack can at least make it spend more time to dodge, thereby reducing the number of attacks the soldiers are attacked. Sakuya and I have always been directly connected, including the entire elevator space to determine the locking and observation of the red shadow, and any visual vision must be strong. With the trajectory prediction of the brain and hardware, the gray silk can always be killed by the soldiers. Save it before. Now, there are no soldiers worrying that the bullets they fired will hit their own people, not only because of the protection of the gray silk, but also because the offensive of the red girl has no time to catch their breath.

When I decided to cut into the battle, none of the soldiers was intact. Although the red shadow is too fast to see the specific outline, since it can be observed by the linkage judgment, then in this conscious world, its state at this time should be regarded as "material", because the linkage judgment is only for "moving" "Substance" is effective. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (m) to vote for recommendation and monthly pass. Your support is my biggest motivation.)