Restricted Doomsday Syndrome Chapter 894: Lonely fight

My body is falling, but I don't have any involuntary feeling. The speed of free fall makes me feel that I am liberating, not falling. The starlight in the dark night is not clear, but the lights on the earth are like another starry sky. I am clearly falling, but there is an illusion of rising. The quark screamed and swooped down from above me. The next moment it turned into a black screen and enveloped me. After I got out of this black screen, a strong upward force grabbed my body.

I glide, chase the night breeze, and continue to climb in this concrete forest. I feel like I am stepping on the stars of the earth. Nothing can stop me from flying.

I believe that even if the surveillance system deployed in the city cannot capture my whereabouts in time, the satellite hanging above my head will definitely record my presence. The deployment of the cyberball base in this city proves the importance of this city to cyberball, and they will never let go of any "abnormal" that appears in this city-not only the people of the Doomsday Truth cult, but also Including me, a random entrant with weird origins.

I looked at the dome, where there were flickering spots of light. I don’t know if they were the eyes of the cyberball, but I felt like I had penetrated the long distance and looked at the other monitors hiding in the other side. NS.

In this city of London where the cyberball is tightly guarded, even the doomsday Shinrikyo must have its tail clipped, and its subordinate Goat Guild must be very low-key. Even so, I still don’t think that cyberball can completely eradicate psychedelics. The channel constructed by the "paradise" is just like the official organization in London cannot completely prevent the spread of "drugs" in the dark. As long as there is an ordinary person in this world who needs this medicine. No one can resist the resurgence of the Goat Guild. I can imagine the degree of pressure on the Internet to doomsday truth sect-related things, and I can also imagine. For a long time, the Goat Guild was unable to show its signs in this city. However, since the "mysterious power" exists, then when the Goat Guild is cautiously operating itself, relying on the power of time, the savings can be enough to start a battle. The power of riots. It is by no means impossible.

The doomsday truth cult in this world seems to be stronger than the one I knew in the past, and the netball seems to be not as strong as I knew in the past. This proves from the side that the netball has absolutely no superficial influence on the city’s management. So strong.

In a place higher than the tallest building in the city, I glide along the airflow, and the traffic on the ground is like a stream of luminous streams, converging from one place. Branching off from another point, I relied on this pictorial sense to find the position I marked on the map. If the goat guild lurking in this city can't even find out the underlying existence of cyberballs, then I want to find them. It is also difficult in theory, but my self-confidence does not come from my own ability. In this world, it's just a comparison of investigative abilities. There are too many people many times higher than me, but I can do what they can't. It is because my existence is different from them.

In normal circumstances, I would not have thoughts like "The whole world revolves around me", but only in this doomsday illusion, when I was thinking, I had to add similar factor. If you regard what you have encountered as some kind of power that drives a river of fate in the dark, then even the smallest incidents are worthy of attention.

From this perspective, I think it’s not an accident that I will meet a woman with a distinctive personality and a special career like Duff. Although from the current point of view, everything surrounding her is normal for the time being, there must be something abnormal that is about to involve her in a dangerous vortex-it is not because of contact with me that she will be involved in doom, and Yes, her fate is part of bad luck, that's why she met me.

I feel that since I saw each other for a while, then I have some responsibilities for her-at least, she shouldn't die at this time. I have been thinking about whether my birth and actions will become the nourishment to promote the destruction of this world, but I can only feel that the heavy and negative destiny makes myself breathless. I have always had the awareness that "I will become a factor that destroys this world", but when I really stepped into this world, I found that the consequences of my plan's success may not be as good as I imagined. serious.

What I want to capture is the "spiritual integration device", I don't know the details of this thing, I only know that this is the will of "Jiang". The name "Spirit Integration Device" alone can associate many extraordinary things, and its meaning is definitely not what the superficial title can describe-which means that it is very important to the world. The importance of things may be similar to "the importance of nuclear bombs to the normal technological world." So, think about it conversely, what would happen if I helped "Jiang" seize such a thing?

The first situation is similar to "the normal technological world has lost the nuclear bomb."

The second situation is that "Jiang" has obtained all the "nuclear bombs."

Without the "nuclear bomb", the normal technological world may lead to more tragic wars, but in another sense, there is no longer the possibility of "nuclear bombs destroying the world".

And "Jiang" obtained the "Nuclear Bomb Enough to Destroy the World", which is probably equivalent to the "Virus" obtaining the "Nuclear Bomb Enough to Destroy the World".

In this way, the fate of the entire world is concentrated on "Jiang" and "Virus", and the situation immediately becomes clear at a glance - when there is only one "Jiang" and "Virus" left, It must be when the fate of the world is determined.

Very well, I don't like complicated things, so a straightforward direction is exactly what I expected. If "virus" and "Jiang" have been entangled, if this doomsday illusion is always so complicated, if a chosen answer is always ambiguous and difficult to distinguish between right and wrong and the result, then what I can do is for the whole state of affairs In other words, there is little effect. I don't like endless multiple choice questions at all. And if it is a multiple choice question with only two options, either right or wrong. That must be the most popular among students.

Simplify complex issues and let fate be determined by the only one choice, whether it’s doomsday or survival, at least each has a 50% chance-there can be more suitable for this doomsday illusion than this What's going on? At least, in the past, the doomsday trend of this world absolutely exceeded 50%, and the possibility of salvation. It is so low that people can only feel helpless and desperate. I don't want to experience the feeling of "no matter how you do it, no matter what you do, it's pushing the end."

So, since there can be such a way to change the direction of the end of the world from "inevitable" to "50%." So what else can you hesitate? I have never realized so clearly as now that everything I do is really possible to "save the world."

This is the only ray of light I am looking for when I walk silently to this day.

Simply dividing hope and despair, this is also the most orthodox heroic line-victory. The world is saved, so you become a hero; if you fail, the world is destroyed, and no one can spurn it anymore.

My dream, my hope. What I recognize is the responsibility I shoulder. At this moment, it was so close to the end.

The situation I am facing now is definitely better than the situation I realized in my consciousness, many times better.

This time, I may be able to save more than originally thought. "On the condition of sacrificing some people, can we save some people", "I can only give up the majority of people because of the facts," and so on. It has never been what I hoped. I have this kind of consciousness, but that Definitely not what I hoped for.

The idea of ​​"becoming a hero at least for some people" is so realistic and painful, I have personally experienced it. It is the lowest and cheapest wish. And the fate that can only be so is definitely the cheapest fate.

However, since this time, I see better possibilities. Then--

I absolutely! Use these burning hands to seize victory!

So, "Since this world is bound to be destroyed, it must be driven by myself to destroy, so there is no need to pretend to save people like Duff and waste time on the young men of the Goat Guild." Thoughts, I don’t want it anymore!

Yes, I changed my mind. I was floating in the air current, gazing at the lights of thousands of families on the earth, clearly knowing that my thoughts were completely different from the last time I died, when I existed as a ghost in my consciousness.

I feel that I have changed back to the one who stepped into the toilet for the first time and swung an axe at the monster dog for the first time. My thoughts, my dreams, my expectations, and my soul seemed to have turned around in depression and despair, and returned to the beginning of the spirited spirit.

This is like a reincarnation.

I want to save as many people as possible, as much as possible, so that my destiny is not so cheap.

So, no matter who the opponent is, even if it is another self, another Gaochuan, as long as he can't come up with a more likely plan, then it doesn't matter if he becomes an enemy.

I folded my wings and turned into a cloak to wrap myself around, like a meteor falling into the shadow of the street lamp on the ground. When I reappeared in the next moment, I arrived at the first destination of the action tonight. The headquarters of the Police Agency in the City of London, in a building commonly known as "Scotland Yard". This is just an ordinary office in the building. I don't know what business it is used for. There was no obvious sign in the room. The chain judgement quickly swept across the area of ​​50 square meters. There were no notable people or things. The materials placed beside the desk, cabinet and printer were of no use to me.

During this time period, there are still many government personnel on duty or overtime. During the short time I stayed in this room, several people have passed by the door. I picked up the tape to cover up the monitors and cameras in this room-there are so many rooms in this building, but not everyone will pay attention to them all the time. Such small movements will also be discovered. I can only say that I am out of luck. Afterwards, I turned on the computer to retrieve the files in the local area network. Although I don't know the passwords of some important areas, some information that is not open to the outside world is not something that needs to be encrypted in the local network.

The first thing I inquired about was the layout drawings of the entire building, followed by general information about the executives, and later. It's about the security situation in the entire city of London. Some information needs to be searched in a more confidential archive. However, this computer accidentally saves some of today's data-some people use this computer for preliminary sorting, but it has not been completed, so it can not be locked in the library, and the document is not encrypted-it is not very rare Situation, this is the police station, not the National Security Agency.

My luck is good, I think. This is a good start.

The Doomsday Truth Sect uses the development of the Goat Guild, and the methods it can use have always been traceable. A part of the opponent is mysterious, and it is very standardized in order to facilitate the spread-such as the mystery that can strengthen the body but has strong side effects. Phantom agent "paradise", a demon summoning ceremony that requires sacrifices. Any local missing persons and accidental deaths, especially those involving "babies" and "virgins". They may be mixed with their methods. Perhaps, under the strict supervision of cyberballs, they dare not make too many moves, but even if they act slowly and cautiously. Once enough time has been accumulated, it will also produce fearful results.

Netball will not ignore this possibility, so they must have done a similar search. However, they may have enough clues. Do not act immediately-as a large organization, they need to consider efficiency and cost-effectiveness. Trying to maximize the value of all your hands is an inevitable thinking area.

Since I have a feeling that this city is being drawn into a whirlpool, it must mean that in this city, enemies like the Doomsday Sect has accumulated enough power and it is likely to explode in a short time. come out. As for how the cyberball is going to deal with it, it has nothing to do with me. No matter how good they plan, if they can handle it well, then this shouldn't give me the feeling of being overwhelmed by the whirlpool.

Conversely speaking, if the network ball makes a mistake, it must not be that they are slack, but they are in a situation where they will inevitably make a mistake, but it is difficult to adjust in a short time.

So, if I want to do something for this city, I must take over the responsibility that cyberball should be shouldered. At this moment, the relationship between me and cyberball is not very good. On the contrary, I It is also one of their hypothetical enemies. As a result, I can't expect that there will be support and trust in the case of unfounded words.

I know very well that no matter what I want to do, I can only do it myself.

The information that the cyberball has already obtained, I need to go through it again. However, the accuracy and depth of the intelligence obtained must be far lower than what the cyberball possesses.

However, what does it matter? What I do is what I want to do and I am willing to do.

According to my own method, I initially determined a rough cut-in range. Next, I need to enter more advanced archives, and even find high-level officials to dig more detailed information from their heads. Cyberball has always been an organization that has a cooperative relationship with the government. In this world, this nature will definitely not change. In this way, the senior officers of the police station will inevitably know some abnormal information.

In an important city like London, there is no more effective method than to use the power of the government to dig out the hidden darkness. This Scotland Yard must have some communication with the Internet, and it must also have some clues that I want.

The sound of footsteps came from outside the door again. This time, the man suddenly retreated after passing by. In the chain judgment, his appearance seemed to be aware of something wrong with the room-he was staring at the ground, unable to judge the expression, but it should be the light from the crack of the door, which made him suspicious.

I didn't turn on the light, but the operation of the computer will give out more than just light clues. This person can notice that he is obviously more cautious and sensitive than those before. Such a person is very likely to be a guy in an important position in this Scotland Yard, at least not an ordinary civilian.

He stood still outside the door for three seconds, then suddenly turned and left, very decisive, without any hesitation, as if he couldn't wait to flee. I slammed the folder on the table on the door, and the man stopped when he heard the sound, seeming to hesitate again. I said aloud, "Is there anyone? I'm trapped in the room!" What a crappy excuse, I don't think the person outside would believe it, but this kind of movement is enough to make the other person feel inquiring again. ——I have always had this idea: For a good policeman, as long as the opponent is a human and is alone, there is nothing to be afraid of.

Now, people outside have verified this idea. He started to turn around, did not speak immediately, let alone call immediately, just fiddled with the phone, then put his hand behind his waist, in a gesture of drawing a gun at any time.

"I can't open the door from the inside~IndoMTL.com~You can try to open it from the outside, or help find someone else. Hey, speak, have you left?" I said loudly, leaving the computer and facing the door Go.

The man looked at the ground and seemed to confirm the shadow.

"Who are you? Why are you staying here so late? Hurry up and turn on the lights!" He said suddenly, and then he touched the phone again, as if he didn't intend to take a risk.

I ignored him and didn't turn on the light. Instead, I opened the door without hesitation. The guy outside the door immediately drew his gun and pointed it at me, but he was still a step slower-no matter what, he wouldn't be faster than me-I grabbed his veins, twisted it hard, and handed the gun away, he I snorted, but didn't scream out in pain. I wanted to fight back, but I held my throat with my hand. As soon as I turned my body, I fell over my shoulder and threw it directly into the room.

Before he got up, I also walked into the room and closed the door.

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