Restricted Doomsday Syndrome Chapter 64: Bird in a cage
As the name suggests, talent is not superpower, but an extreme display of bodily functions. The external performance is the so-called "talent", just like the springing power and sense of balance displayed by Shirai. But it has a limit, which is the load the body can bear.
Chain judgment is not predictive, but high-speed calculation of things that produce chains, and then probabilistic conclusions are generated.
When one node of the fishing net is lifted, other nodes will follow it. The trajectory of this interference is almost a fixed fact, so it can be determined by calculation. Similarly, although the bullet shoots out extremely fast, but because its trajectory is very obvious, so long as you know the direction of the muzzle, the movement of the opponent, and all the factors that interfere with the trajectory of the bullet, such as wind direction and obstacles, you can. Achieve every success.
The ability to determine the chain is to use bullets as the base point to find all targets that interfere with its operation, calculate them, and feed them back to the body.
This is a comprehensive application of physical reaction ability, observation ability and calculation ability.
However, when one of these three elements cannot be satisfied, the power will be greatly reduced.
Shirai’s athletic ability has begun to exceed my reaction limit.
Which special bottle of "paradise" caused this dramatic change? Is it because he is the one who has ever taken graystone? Is it emotional stimulation? Or is it because you ate Morino's arm?
may be the chemical effect of the four mixed together.
When I fired again, Shirai had already reacted and lifted the desk to hit me.
The bullet passed through the desk, making a dull sound.
When I saw Shirai's arm falling to the ground through the gap between the desk and the floor, I was smashed into retreat by the desk.
I pushed aside the desk, and Shirai was no longer where he was.
I turned my head, Shirai was holding a kitchen knife in his left hand, and jumped out from the balcony. I only had time to see his falling back.
I rushed forward and leaned out from the balcony, but there was no one underneath.
The sound comes from the upper left. As far as I can see, I hold a kitchen knife in the mouth of the white well, use his feet and left hand to climb and jump on the balconies of each house, so agile that he doesn’t look like an injured person at all. The flying blood was blurred in the moonlight.
He quickly jumped to the top of the building, and when he was completely submerged, he glanced at me.
Quark swooped down towards him from the sky, and I whistled to let it go, but it didn't fly again, making a sharp scream out of my sight.
I jumped onto the balcony, shot the claw of my left arm, and climbed towards the top of the building. But my speed was not as fast as the white well. When I came to the top of the building, my vision was empty and vast. The figure that looked like an old man seemed to melt in the wind and completely disappeared.
The wind is breezy at night, and in a quiet night, the lights not far away are accompanied by laughter and talk, but I only hear my own breathing.
In the translucent night shadow, Quark was lying on the floor with a **** body.
I ran up and picked it up. Quark's chest was cut open by a sharp blade, and his stomach was almost opened, and his internal organs flowed out. Although his chest was still slightly undulating, there was no hope of surviving.
I was so anxious that I was about to cry, and I didn’t care whether it would produce adverse reactions. Take out the gray stone from the pocket, break it with the handle of the dagger, pour half of it into its wound, and half of it into its mouth, then tear open the corners of the clothes and wrap it up.
I’ve never heard of a veterinarian in this city. It’s too late to look for it. Quark’s life is at stake, but I can’t do anything.
I hugged Quark weakly, and suddenly a strong sense of loneliness struck in this brightly lit city.
"Fuck!" I cursed loudly.
It would be good if you started first to be strong--I didn't think so. At that time, I not only wanted to extract more information from Baijingkou, but also felt that he could be saved. Because although he wanted to kill people, he still didn't kill anyone. He wanted to kill me, but I didn't think I would die in his hands.
Tomie lost contact, Sakuya ran away from home, Hakkei disappeared, Morino was killed, and he could not eradicate the goat guild by himself, so at least Shirai-senpai must be rescued.
Because I am the chosen one, the messenger of the magic pattern, the hero who saves the doomsday. Obviously realized the dream of childhood, discovered the terrifying but interesting side of this world, gained superhuman power, and carried on the lofty mission, but besides killing people and killing monsters, who did he save?
What kind of hero is a guy who can only kill?
Although it was not mentioned in the diary, at the time I wanted to protect Fujiang, right?
I, who lost all the memories in the doomsday illusion, want to help Sakiya.
used Bajing while telling herself that she didn't care about her life or death, but warned her not to go deeper on more than one occasion.
After all the objects that need to be used, protected, and helped disappear, I think at least I can save Shirai.
I think so, and I always thought so until I judged that Shirai was completely collapsed.
Even now, I don’t think I did anything wrong at the time.
But the correctness at the time did not bring the desired ending.
I couldn't save anything.
Then, by doing things against one's will with the reason of "have to" at that time, can we get the right future? Can you get comfort by killing people on the grounds of "If you don't kill this guy now, he will kill more people"?
Regardless of whether the survival of life is correct or not based solely on "possibility", the principle of action itself is not what I want to accept.
because of that:
"The family is too poor, and the child will suffer from birth."-Do you want to kill the child in advance?
"This country may launch a nuclear bomb."-Do you want to put a nuclear bomb in advance?
can't accept it, so I won't kill Shirai before confirming that there is no cure for him.
However, after confirming, there was no way to stop him.
So, the ending of quark is already doomed, right? In the future, more people will be killed by Shirai who turned into evil spirits?
I can’t see my expression. Shirai said that I was a hypocritical and cold-blooded creature, but he was wrong. I don't care about the life and death of strangers, but I also feel sad for some irreversible things. But even if the ins and outs of the whole thing are told, others will only come to a "hypocritical" conclusion.
They would say, "I knew this, why bother in the first place." and so on, and then vowed to say that they would stop the trouble first.
So, I can only curse "jerk" unwillingly but powerlessly, but I don't know who I am swearing~ IndoMTL.com~ can't be proved by action.
are all jokes.
is like a bird in a cage that squeaks.
fakes only for viewing.
I walked out of the residential area where Baijing’s house was, and walked on the street where people came and went.
I walked quietly without any interruption.
Quark's body twitched in my arms, but it made me feel a touch of comfort, because it can at least twitch.
I want to go home quickly and fall into a deep dream, but my feet take me in different directions.
When the night wind awakened my brain, I found myself standing on a quiet, green street. If you continue to move forward, you enter the gate of the community and pass through the lawn courtyard, and you will be Sakiya's home.
That's it, I understand my emotions.
I want to see Sakiya.
I really want to see her.
I have a lot to say to her.
wants to tell her how much I care about her.
wanted to ask if she killed Morino and why she killed Morino.
wants to let her know that she is not afraid of the devil in her, and will not hate her no matter what happens to her.
Even if she did something wrong, she wanted to keep her by her side.
Because, even if I cannot save the world, I can still be her hero.
At least, I want to be someone’s hero.
"Why are you crying? A Chuan." A woman's voice came from behind, which was very strange, but it made people feel immediately. "It's really embarrassing, there is no such thing as a top student."
I turned my head, the woman was like a ghost, but she exuded the presence of a firefly. She seemed to be able to lighten up the darkness just standing there.