The lid was pushed away from the inside, and the thing suddenly rushed in. Suddenly, in the observation of the chain judgment, a weird image was outlined: the human head is like a model dummy, the texture and texture of the structure are unique, and the features are only outline It looks like a decoration. The bowl above the forehead is dug out of a bowl. Inside it are various chips and pipelines. It is weird and horrifying. It makes people think that it has become such an image after being transformed by Frankenstein. (Fiction) Many pipelines are intertwined, and at the same time serve as a cervical spine and a spine, and some extend into the entrance, making people feel like a marionette.

Most of its skeleton is exposed, and the broken skin cannot cover the messy structure inside. Except for having a human-shaped head, the other parts of the body are like a huge lizard skeleton, and at the same time, it absorbs many fragmented objects, and it looks extremely sturdy. Its violent movement has scattered some parts of the body, but it does not cause any damage to its integrity,

Such a thing doesn't know how to call it, but it is expected to be the crazy machine mentioned by "Plus". Its body seems to be pieced together. The logic program has been messed up. The model is not in the ruling security network. It is the existence of the construction machine due to its own disorder. In the face of such things, communication is meaningless, and no one would want to spend a lot of effort to adjust its self-discipline process. For the search team where the aborigines gather, it is of no value but extremely difficult to exist. It is often unable to leave the birthplace too far, as if it had been restricted when it was originally formed.

I did not hesitate to wave a knife-shaped critical weapon. The strong vibration spread in the space, and the twisted shape was like a straight translucent cylinder that enveloped the crazy machine. Its action ceases, and its inertia ceases to exist, and it freezes directly from the rapid movement into a picture. Then, the picture began to collapse. The structure of the crazy machine starts to smash from the smallest parts, and it turns into a fly ash in the blink of an eye.

After that, I came carefully to the cave entrance and used chain judgment to observe the situation inside. In many cases, there will be multiple crazy machines-this time. These crazy machines are actually components of a complex system-but I am not facing this situation. The entrance and the structure inside this building are like a huge cave, as if someone deliberately transformed this cave into a base, which was full of pipelines and equipment in the style of the ruling bureau. The lights inside were completely extinguished, and it was unclear from where to turn them on. Even, perhaps, there was no lighting when the construction machinery was built here. I hugged Zhenjiang and jumped down, Suoweng Chaoneng was always on standby. But it did not trigger any traps. It seems that except for the crazy machines before, there is no precautions here.

I flipped through the portable device in the combat trench coat and found that most of it has been damaged in the fierce battle, and only the customized Nokia mobile phone with all-metal alloy can still be used. Its style is very old, and it is only a functional machine from the system, but in the fixed software. Can still meet some trivial needs in daily and combat. I turned on the flash of my phone to act as a flashlight, although there are chain judgments to scan the environment. However, it is more habitual to use lighting.

The circular light spot passed around, and soon we found a few strange devices, which looked like a life-sustaining capsule, oval, with a translucent cover. I glanced forward into the capsule. The first few were empty, only the last two. One was filled with green liquid, which looked greasy and dirty, just like the waste water discharged from heavy industry. The other one seems to have something floating in the same liquid. It was not clear to the naked eye, and when illuminated, the thing rolled over and sank deep into the waste water. People can't help but think about whether it is alive.

Despite some vigilance, I still did not destroy this device. There are a lot of weird things in the ruling bureau. The container that seals these things may be a petri dish, but it is also a kind of restrictive protection measure. If you destroy the container rashly, you can certainly destroy the contents inside, but it will cause yourself trouble . Since I came in, no security defenses were activated in this cave, and I don't want to do anything redundant.

If you do n’t do it, you wo n’t die. This principle is common in novel stories and everywhere in the “mystery”.

I proceeded cautiously to explore the depths of the cave. Without encountering more difficulties, I found the equipment described in "Plus" for manufacturing and storing food. Compared with other equipment in the cave, it is not only the largest in size, but also has a complete conveyor belt and a circular processing chamber with a diameter of six meters. It has completely stopped working. I tried to turn on the control panel, but no matter how I fiddled with it, the instrument light never turned on. There are some massive objects scattered on the ground. I touched it. It is hard and rough, which is in line with the description of this kind of food by "Plus". However, unless I ca n’t find a better preserved food, I do n’t want to pick it up. Get up and eat.

The problem is that without opening the door, even if there is intact food in the storage compartment, I ca n’t get it, and this food maker has been completely on strike, I can only try to destroy the door-I do n’t know Although the overall equipment is constructed of structural materials, the structural materials also have different strengths. If a knife-shaped critical weapon is used, the entire equipment may be destroyed together.

At this time, a "drop" sounded behind me. I turned around suddenly, only to see Zhenjiang standing in front of the console, not knowing what she did, the instrument light was already on. At this time, Zhen Jiang's posture looks much more normal than before.

She looked up, and her eyes were more intellectual and sober: "It has been repaired." She said so, but how did she repair it? I'm a little stunned, but it's better not to delve into this kind of thing, just as "mystery" is working. It's rare that Zhenjiang can come over sober, and I don't want to talk about such boring topics at all.

"Are you hungry too?" I asked, and the door made an unlocking sound, but it seemed to be in disrepair and could not open completely. I had to grab the handle of the door with both hands and pull it apart. This food maker makes a bitter sound.

The lights in the storage bin lighted up, and even the surrounding area of ​​ten meters was illuminated. Zhenjiang walked towards this side. I checked the cabin and confirmed that there was no apparent danger, and removed a storage box from it. Unlock the lock with the printed instructions.

The pieces of food scattered on the ground were neatly arranged in the box. From the color, no difference could be seen, so it was impossible to judge whether those scattered on the ground had expired. It looks like compressed food, however. From the appearance, it can be much harder than normal compressed food. I tried to grab one, which was quite heavy, about three kilograms, and the dark gray surface was printed with some lines, just like hardcover chocolate that was several times larger. I could only bite a corner when I sipped it.

This kind of weight and appearance gives people the impression that it is really difficult to talk. I watched for a while. Passed to Zhenjiang: "Try it?"

Zhen Jiang picked it up, flipped it around and looked at it, and stuffed it into his mouth without hesitation. With a click, he bit off a corner, just like refusing a cookie, and chewed it up and swallowed it in a few clicks.

"No taste." Zhen Jiang said calmly, then returned it.

This time, I couldn't hesitate. Set your mind. Biting hard at the place she had bitten before, it was really hard. It makes me think that I can easily bite down such a large piece of Zhenjiang, and my teeth are really sharp. At least, to me, this kind of food is hard like a pig's thigh bone. It was a bit crumbly, and it had to be chewed to swallow. Don't mention the taste, as Zhen Jiang said. The taste is like chewing wax, but after eating it, you will soon feel full, and the level of thirst will decrease rapidly. At this rate of replenishment. It takes only three mouthfuls a day to solve the problem of food and clothing, and such a whole "energy block" is enough to support the average person for seven days.

I didn't think too much, just lifted the box, and the space inside could hold a total of twelve. I suddenly wanted to bring this kind of food back to the world of repeater traps, so that both Bajing and Sakuya could try it. Although it is difficult to eat, it is quite a qualified food for wartime supplements in a sinister environment.

"Do you want it?" I handed the root towards Zhenjiang. She shook her head. I didn't force it, but I grinded my teeth and continued to bite. I found that although this kind of food can fill the hunger and thirst, it does not seem to have the phenomenon of eating. Because the food is so novel, even if it tastes like chewing wax, I want to try it, how much can I eat. Perhaps, the energy released by this kind of food is different from ordinary food, which will cause this phenomenon of not supporting.

Now that I have found food, I don't plan to stay longer here. After closing the storage bin, walk towards the cave exit. However, as soon as the exit was approached, the ground felt a shock, followed by the sound of an explosion, a wave of air suddenly rushed into the hole, the cave was blowing, and some pipelines on the top of the head were broken and pulled down.

Such movements are unusual. I haven't encountered any movements for a long time, so it's a good thing to be reluctant. It sounded like a battle, and Zhenjiang and I glanced at each other, and quickly climbed out of the hole to find the source of the movement-the light and shadow produced by the explosion appeared particularly conspicuous in this waste capital that has always remained dead. An offline machine fell from a place higher than our location. The appearance of the huge container has been twisted and broken. Many people are fighting on the exposed internal structure.

"It's the search team." I said. Those warriors wore heavy protective clothing in a gathering place style, but their actions were not cumbersome. Their boots had a power device that allowed them to easily absorb and slide in an offline machine with a tilt angle of more than 45 degrees. Some people are using spear guns, while others are using imitations of knife-shaped critical weapons. Their opponents are two elemental life and four formal wizards.

It's really no effort to walk through the iron shoes without finding a place. I thought of it while biting the energy block. No matter which party is seized, there should be a way to find clues for the base of the Apocalyptic religion. Of course, I am more inclined to kill those two body lives than against the aborigines. In any case, the Aboriginal people provided me with some help. Although I did something unreasonable afterwards, it may have become their goal, but compared with it, it is still the priority enemy of the doomsday truth.

"A Jiang, the personality preservation device is with you?" Their appearance reminded me of the situation when Zhen Jiang destroyed the electronic demon.

"Well." Zhen Jiang answered.

"Is that thing useful?" I asked.

"Yes." Zhen Jiang answered very concisely.

"How to use?" I asked again.

"Eat." Zhen Jiang's answer was simple and terrifying. I never thought of such an answer.

"Eat?" I couldn't help repeating it.

"Eat." Zhenjiang nodded and said, "I've eaten it, it's delicious."

"... What about Bajing and Misaki?" I'm not against Zhen Jiang's approach. She is closer to "virus" in existence than me. In the sense of how to deal with personality preservation devices. It is correct to leave it to her. But now that I know the function of the personality preservation device, I still can't help worrying about Misaki and the Eight Scenes. How many personality preservation devices can there be in the illusion of doomsday?

"Don't worry, Achuan." Zhen Jiang just smiled slightly, stroking my brow. As if it were an illusion. Her eyes seemed to change back to that neurotic state again, murmuring in a trance:

"People who target the ideal township go downstream to find the key.

Walking down the river to the end, you will eventually reach the "Li".

Find the shore of the two here.

Here is the key to the ideal town.

The person holding the key should proceed to the ideal town according to the following.

On the first night, present the living sacrifice selected by the key.

The next night, the rest of the people, torn up the two next to each other.

On the third night, the rest of us praised my noble name.

On the fourth night, he killed it.

Fifth night. Kill it.

On the sixth night, kill him.

On the seventh night, kneel to kill it.

On the eighth night, kill it.

On the ninth night, the witch recovered and no one survived.

On the tenth night, the journey ended and ended in the ideal homeland.

Praise me. I will give four treasures.

A piece to restore the souls of all the dead.

A piece of love that revives once dead.

A piece that makes the witch sleep forever.

One wish you could sleep peacefully. "

I do n’t think I ’ve heard such words for the first time, but I ca n’t remember when I heard them. The sense of contradiction that is both familiar and unfamiliar is full of creepy maliciousness, which makes people feel that this is a curse. However, this feeling can be proved. It should come from "Jiang". Although the words spoken by Zhenjiang this time, the flavor they radiate is different from what Fujiang and Zhenjiang once said, full of similar prophecy. However, on the contrary, it is more in line with my feelings about Jiang. The details of what Zhenjiang said can be drawn into various unclear conclusions, but what is the deep meaning, but it is completely unpredictable. I don't want to apply what I know to these words and phrases, although the content of these words and sentences is more straightforward than before, and it is easier to substitute for some situations-it feels more like the doomsday truth.

Speaking of which, the identity of Zhenjiang, Fujiang and Zuojiang in the Doomsday Illusion is the "final weapon" of Doomsday Truth, and, given the number, they all give people the feeling of "final final weapon", even The various abnormalities caused by her are full of many unknown deep meanings.

The number "999", in mysticology, is often the replacement of "666", the reversed form, in many cases, means "unformed but already doomed vicious end". In mystics that favor religion, "13" is the most common unknown, and "666" is more devilish, and is a very definite reference to the devil. 999 and 666, just like the twins, one symbolizes before the end, and one symbolizes the end of the day.

These mysterious meanings further verified my conjectures about "Jiang" and "Virus". In fact, it also proved the conjecture of the color and Dorothy. I hope that 999 will not be turned into 666. From this perspective, it is indeed "less reasonable." From the perspective of occultism, the idea of ​​color and Dorothy is also correct-999 and 666 are the same, because 666 is the future of 999, flipping will be inevitable. In occultism, before the number 666 appears, ancient mysterious scholars will clean up every symbol related to "999" without omission.

The Doomsday Truth Church still fixes the number 999 when its own "final weapon" is not enough. This alone is enough to qualify it as a "cult" in mysticology.

Therefore, as the final weapon of "No. 999", Zhen Jiang, everything he said in a trance, seemingly prophetic words, is full of maliciousness and unknown, and understandable. However, if you insist that "999" will not become "666", it is the most basic requirement to ignore the maliciousness and unknownness of this content and not attach any bad situation tendency to these content.

Therefore, no matter what circumstances Fu Jiang, Zuo Jiang and Zhen Jiang said, and how many situations seemed to fit the content of these discourses, no matter how large their presence, accompanied by it, can be intuitively experienced malicious and unknown. I will still stick to my approach. Although, in the eyes of many people, this is as ridiculous as the ostrich burying its head in the ground to avoid danger, it is full of unreasonable idealism. What about a perfect happy ending? I always think so. At this time, as long as you make a little concession, the outcome will definitely suffer.

"Zhen Jiang?" I shouted her name. However, she has recovered to the state of a mental patient, only the inscription-like words have been whispering in her mouth, and, as if gradually twisted, it has become another kind of incomprehensible, completely incomprehensible utterance. However, at this time, such incomprehensible raving words are more like the true shape of the inscription content. It makes people feel that those that can be understood are only false appearances, or based on their own limitations, but only Content that can be interpreted unilaterally.

I no longer disturb her. The offline machine traversed a rigid trajectory from above our heads, and slammed into a building group 100 meters away. The sparks that flashed during friction were dazzling as if they jumped out of the steel-making furnace. The power of the crash is not enough to kill the two sides who are fighting, and soon many figures fall from the air and slide quickly in the shadows. The offline machine started to explode, and the blooming light dragged out a strange and faint shadow, among which there was the body life. They did not immediately chase after the aboriginal warriors, because they could not escape. Doomsday shamans have blocked all retreats, and building debris crashed by offline machines condensed in a huge whirlpool of gray fog, turning into giant giants, blocking the retreat of Aboriginal warriors.

The appearance of these people, in my opinion, is completely in line with the statement of "the coincidence of fate". Just like I thought I needed such a change, so it came. However, from the essence of Doomsday Illusion, there may be such a thing. The facts seem to tell me that I really don't need to worry about the next step. My path seems dim, but it has always been clear.

"It's just plain luck ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ I chewed the energy block in a bite, stuffed the rest into my pocket, picked up Zhenjiang and jumped away.

The world slowed down the flow because of my speed, the fog and air became extra thick, the persecution of the life of the body, the cast of the doomsday shamans, the pull-up of the half-length giant and the strain of the aboriginal warriors , Like being cut out from time. This feeling is one of the most fascinating scenes in "high-speed movement". It means strength, it means change, it means victory. Although there are many "mysteries" in this world that can be targeted at "high-speed movement", I still think that "unparalleled speed" is one of the strongest, if not the strongest.

I walked along the side walls of the building complex and climbed to a height higher than the battlefield, and then jumped out of a room window. The heavy air came with a huge sense of support, and I felt that I was gliding even without wings. At this moment, I seemed to be back in the past, back to the night running through the tall buildings in the city, and I was the freest elf. Everything underneath has become so small that it seems that one step can cross the high wall that was once impossible to cross.

Looking down at the half-length giant at the foot, I raised the knife-shaped critical weapon high.

Swing down-(to be continued ...)