Restricted Doomsday Syndrome Chapter 745: Dissociation

I defeated the final weapon No.10, although all the final weapons were defeated in the boundary line, and these final weapons are not human, but I also believe that the body in the claustrophobic cabin must have been destroyed. Quite a heavy blow. Until now, I still don’t know what kind of environment the claustrophobic cabin is, whether it is a temporary data hedge space, or it is the ideological world. However, the more it is in a “mysterious” environment, the more it manifests as “mystery”. Encountered a heavy injury from "mystery", the injury feedback will become more "real". This is a phenomenon summed up in occultism. I don’t think the weapons will become accidents in the end-although they are a side mapping of "Jiang", they are only a side mapping, and there is no real "Jiang". The characteristics of being out of the circle.

So, after solving the final weapon No. 10, I immediately decided to turn my attention to the teenagers Gaochuan and Alien Youjiang, just when I picked up the head of the final weapon No. 10. The two that had been in a stalemate before finally reached a critical point in an unobservable change.

A strong mind power came to me once again, and my left leg, which had already been fractured, deformed more obviously from the surface. Although the trauma of the left foot caused its strength to decrease to a certain extent, its strength is still far beyond that of most materials. The power that can completely distort it is really terrifying, far beyond the last time that both suppressed me and the final weapon No. 10 at the same time. The motivation of thinking.

I was pressed into the ground for the first time, and it seemed that I could hear the creaking sound of the prosthetic joints. The source of this high-intensity mental power, alienating the breath of life emanating from Youjiang, is like ink seeping into the paper. As long as it is alive, it can be instinctively realized. How powerful it is.

The alienated Youjiang, which has been penetrated through the heart, is almost like a candle in the wind, and its life strength is getting out of the trough at a jaw-dropping speed. Beyond its original peak, it is impossible to judge where its end point will be. And this crazy growth rate is like continuing to pump air into a deflated balloon after it is fully inflated, as if it will burst at any time.

I feel there is no error.

The five senses of Alien Youjiang flowed out as if they couldn't bear the pressure, and then. The skin was also squeezed and cracked, and a larger amount of blood spurted out of her body all at once. The dense blood mist agitated and shrank with a gesture full of vitality, centered on the alienated Youjiang, completely concealing her body, and finally. It became something like a red shroud.

The human form based on Alienated Youjiang was densely rolled up by the blood-red shroud, and the pressure on me quickly weakened. When I got up, I could see what the "shroud" looked like. It was not cloth, no matter its texture or color. They are all thick liquids, just showing the visual sense of "layers of wrapping".

I know subconsciously that when this "shroud" is untied, the alienated Youjiang inside is already another thing.

But no matter how that thing changes, one thing is absolutely certain--

That is still "Jiang".

Moreover, it is definitely no longer the human "Jiang" who alienated Youjiang before.

This "Jiang" is definitely the one standing behind the young Gao Chuan.

The young Gao Chuan spurted blood all over the body in Alihua Youjiang as early as the moment. The blade was drawn out, and no drop of blood splattered on his body. The crimson windbreaker became heavy as if too much blood had coagulated.

"Mae--" I heard him, his whisper.

Mae? Is it that Zhenjiang? That is deeply imprinted in the mind of "Gao Chuan", even in the course of excessive medication and crazy body changes. Even the outline has become blurred, but this imprint seems to be getting deeper and hotter. That woman?

Mae, in my memory, there is only one figure among all the "Jiangs" who are cognizant, and he owns this name exclusively. It was on the "reality" level. It was already dead. It was also the first infected body of the orphanage era. It was worn by Gao Chuan, Shi Se, Dorothy, Sakiya, Bajing, and Marceaux, just like a sister's female.

That was a turning point in our destiny and the driving force that pushed us forward. That figure has too many labels, and people almost forget that she was originally just an ordinary girl. Nowadays, the name "Zhenjiang" represents so many things that it is difficult to describe it completely.

This name is the happiness of the past, the reality of sorrow, the nightmare that cannot be escaped, and the light of despair.

After her death, in the washing of time, the meaning of this name has become ambiguous, but I, no, not only me, all Gao Chuan, even if I can’t think of "realistic" things, Never completely get rid of the whirlpool brought about by this name from the instinct of life—whether it is happiness, pain, hope, or despair, letting one go forward, or staying in a moment of life.

I can’t tell. Every time I think of this name, the emotion that flows in my heart, I only know that "Gao Chuan" deeply loves the woman represented by this name, whether she is alive or dead, whether she gives it to her like a relative Whatever we bring, can’t wear down this love-it’s family, love, the sum of all the beautiful emotions in the world, so strong, so deep, just like the most extreme black and the most extreme white Mixed together, it seems clear, but extremely chaotic, so that the brain and hardware can't suppress it.

Young Gao Chuan whispered this magical name, just like a wizard calling the craziest real name in the abyss of mythology. I have never felt so clearly and strongly that my soul is twitching.

With this name in my ears, the complicated and unresolvable information swept through my mind like a storm. The operation of the brain hardware suddenly caused countless errors and was on the verge of collapse. All the images on the retinal screen became distorted, and my consciousness became blurred for a moment.

Just hearing the young man Gao Chuan call that name and observing the body under the blood-red shroud made it difficult for me to restrain the long-lost physical vicious impulse. I knelt on the ground and retched. The blood-red scenery around me seemed to exude an indescribable, but real smell. This kind of smell makes this red layer come alive all at once.

I tried my best to support my sight. I am in chaos in that respect. I never thought that what I heard, saw, and everything I was facing would have such a strong impact on myself.

The female body wrapped in layers of "shroud" outlined by blood red liquid, in a kind of rapid wave distortion, its outline details are gradually becoming more concrete. Long black hair grows quickly. Pale skin appeared in the blood-red gaps, the "shroud" was falling off layer by layer, but it was not completely untied. It looked like a patient with a large area of ​​trauma. Although most of the body was covered by bandages, it was faint. Approximately can be from the exposed key parts. Produce a deep impression.

For example, eyes. A left eye, with a strong sense of presence, makes it almost impossible to turn away the attention when looking at it. This eye almost completely occupies the presence of this "human form". Stare at this eye, or when being stared at by this eye. The watcher and the watched lose their bodies in an instant, leaving only their naked souls.

However, this is not such a beautiful situation as "being open." Because, once the owner of that eye peels off the "human-shaped" body and releases the state that may be "relatively real", then he observes this "relatively real" person. It will definitely collapse. I think that even if I can persist at the beginning, the collapse is still a matter of time, because I am already suffering from this most direct impact.

Unable to describe, that kind of "relatively real" appearance, because. In this transcendental contact, reason, sensibility, and instinct are completely confused. I only have one thought, that is, this is definitely not "normal". It is by no means "human", or even something that should not appear in the three-dimensional dimension at all.

I think my head is about to explode.

How long did I stare at that eye? I have no impression at all. I just know that before I completely collapsed, I regained my senses dangerously and dangerously, and that eye has already closed from the face of the opposite person. get up. As long as you don’t look at your eyes and only observe the contours of your body, although you still have to bear a sensational shock, the negative physiological reaction cannot be calmed down, but at least there is no life-threatening.

Now, one-fifth of the woman's body wrapped in layers has been exposed. The combination of hands, feet and body, neck and facial features is a restrained, crazy and dangerous body.

So, this is "Mae"? It seems to be completely separated from the impression in the memory, but there is an inexplicable sense of harmony. I couldn’t judge whether this "Zhen Jiang" was a real thing or a fake according to my own feelings. However, after a shock and consternation, I gradually accepted the human form in front of me and had this special name—this kind of acceptance is actually The significance is profound. When I realized this, the changes that took place in this human form had come to an end.

In the end, "Zhen Jiang" still did not reveal the whole picture. The liquid "shroud" had completely dried into a scarlet bandage, wrapped around the woman's body in a messy state, covering most of it. Three quarters of the face and body. The long black hair scattered outside and the end of the bandage floated in the sudden strong wind. The dust rising with the wind makes people can't help but stretch out their hands to cover it, and the figure of the woman becomes more and more blurred in the dust.

I didn't even die. I really felt a kind of gratitude that I was still alive. The brain hardware seemed to be unable to repair itself from the previous shock for the time being, so I was able to feel the long-lost emotions again. tide.

This is... the feeling of "alive".

"So, this is Mae?" I stared at the young Gao Chuan and couldn't help but blurt out.

"Yes, she is Mae." Young Gaochuan answered without hesitation, "However, it is not exactly Mae you understand."

"What the **** is that?" I asked solemnly.

"I don't know." Such an answer was calmly spoken by the young Gao Chuan: "However, she is Mae, there is nothing wrong with this."

"——You..." What do I want to say? I don’t know. I want to scold "idiot" or "madman", but it is not the meaning described by these two words. What I want to express is too complicated, so complicated that I don’t know how to describe it, I only know myself. Yelling loudly: "Mae is dead!"

"She just lives in another form." The young Gao Chuan was still calm: "Actually, what does it matter even if you die? I still love her, whether it is the past or the present."

"It's ridiculous, it's ridiculous. This real river is not the real river of the past at all." I don't know the color of my emotions.

"But, she is still Zhenjiang." The teenager Gao Chuan asked me back: "Can you tell. Isn't she Zhenjiang? If you can, answer me with your most sincere feelings. You think she is not worthy to use this name. Right?"

I was silent, because I felt that I had already answered.

Yes. No matter how contradictory in logic, how unacceptable emotionally, it is impossible to admit it in theory, but instinct cannot tell me that this woman is not "Zhenjiang".

"So. She is Mae. There is no doubt about this," said the young boy Gao Chuan.

"What do you want to do?" I was silent for a while, and asked.

"Gao Chuan, there is no essential difference." Young Gao Chuan put on the mask of a harlequin again: "I will not stop you, but I will do what I think I should do."

"Now Gaochuan, it's me!" I strode forward. "I don't want to conflict with you, but-the plan must be executed."

"I know." Young Gaochuan walked to "Mae" and grabbed her hand, "So, it doesn't matter what you do, that's what you should do."

I understand what he said. There are too many factors in the situation between us. It becomes too complicated, but even if you can't figure it out, there is nothing unclear about what you want to do. I had thought that there would be such a day, but I didn't expect it. It would come so fast.

Gao Chuan and Gao Chuan actually have contradictions in behavior-no, it should be said, from a "realistic" perspective. This situation is completely understandable. Because "Gaochuan" was originally a patient with doomsday syndrome, a severely mental patient. The conflict between behavior and thinking is a classic symptom of split personality. No matter how many it is, it is due to internal factors, and how much it is due to external factors. The status quo that occurred in this doomsday illusion is just a manifestation of this symptom.

"I will die here?" I limped towards the young Gaochuan, dragging my left leg, which was completely twisted.

"No." Young Gaochuan said: "Gaochuan will not die in Gaochuan's hands. Moreover, you shouldn't die here. You are the current Gaochuan, your existence is meaningful, and everything you do , Are also meaningful. Although, I cannot say whether my understanding is correct, but I believe that your correctness is just like my existence. Although it seems contradictory and wrong, it must be correct. Must be meaningful."

While saying this, "Mae" who was holding hands with the young Gaochuan raised his other hand, and for a moment, I heard a voice.

The sound is coming from all directions.

I can't hear exactly what I'm talking about, but the kind of reverberation that seems to be in an empty hall suddenly spread to the entire boundary. Then, as if the hustle and bustle spreading to every corner, it rose in the range I could perceive. Many people are talking, chaotic, like the yelling of a madman, but also like a rational whisper, sad, joyful, impulsive, repressive, fighting, crying, crying... all kinds of All kinds of sounds, like the sounds that a person can have in his life, came from under his feet, from above the head, from the crater, from the void, and from every corner of this realm line.

The scene in front of me was shattered, as if where I was standing, it was not a moon at all, it was just an illusion of reflection in a mirror. In the broken state of the mirror, the red moon decomposed, scattered, and turned into crystal shavings, completely concealing the young Gaochuan and "Zhen Jiang". The fragments are flying and turning around me at a slow speed. If you put your gaze into it, you can actually see scenes of images-not clear, but instinctively can feel, that image interprets a life, every fragment , All perform different lives, and the protagonist is not me, or in other words, is not "Gaochuan".

Then~IndoMTL.com~Whose life is that all? This question, I actually had a vague answer at the moment I realized it.

The final victor of this battle, which eroded the Nazi side's spiritual integration device, was actually "Zhenjiang"?

And these scattered fragments are the manifestations of the spiritual consciousness of the patients with doomsday syndrome integrated by the mental integration device?

The next moment, I suddenly "woke up". When I came back to my senses, it seemed that I had just had a nightmare about the boundary line. I was sitting in the seat of the cabin, and there was no one around me. The data in the retina screen is normal, the self-check is in progress, and the brain hardware is working well. It seems that Eruka and the final weapon, the battle and change in the boundary line, is really a nightmare. However, the degree of physical damage and the final data report are telling myself that it is not a dream.

Now I am sitting in a claustrophobic cabin. In this environment, everything is intact, leaving no damage caused by previous battles.

Totally, it was restored, as if it was backed up. (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. For mobile phone users, please go to m to read.)