With the detonation of the peninsula data hedging space, the violent battle has once again returned to a balanced and fragile situation. Except that I can still complete observations of myself, and then do not confirm whether I am in an "unknown" state, everyone else does To a certain extent, I am already in a state where I cannot complete a full observation-I do not know what situation they are in, what they are thinking, what they are going to do, what kind of changes have happened to them, and Whether such changes are good or bad for them, is the success of the plan or a temporary failure.

I do not know anything. Although I still open my eyes, I can see the sun and the coast, but in terms of information, I have completely fallen into a passive passive-just like the darkness that covers the interior of the peninsula, although I can vaguely see the unnatural silhouette and feel The hidden dangers are nothing more than that.

& nbsp》; I feel that my situation is so bad, there is an unimaginable maliciousness peeping at me, it makes a swallowing sound, and a smelly saliva flows out, but even so, I do n’t feel any discouragement—or It is said that if it is only at this level that it is discouraged to retreat, Gao Chuan itself cannot fight until now.

Nothing is possible until the moment of victory or defeat is determined. Before everyone reaches the limit, there are countless deviations in play. Since the light of the torch is here, it is impossible for this kind of deviation to become bad for only one person, but "although it cannot be confirmed directly, everyone must be in a bad condition for themselves." Maybe I feel that I am isolated and helpless, and I am in a limit state of nowhere to be exerted, but I also cannot rashly think that other people are better than my own situation.

I think so, guess. It is inferred that every detail that I have known from time to time, accumulated from the past to the present, and the knowledge of each organization's characteristics are preserved as intelligence, and they have been playing a role. This was the case in the past, and it is the same now. Any guesses, any intuitive feelings, or any imagination that seems to be a fantasy, are not without reason. They are the results of my observation and interpretation of my own world.

I believe in myself. No, rather, I must believe in myself. Because, my secret cannot be described. Can't let others believe, then, when you think of it with such a secret and take action, who can believe in addition to yourself? By now, all my companions in the past have become ascetics on another path, except me. Walk in the direction of going with them.

It's too hard, too painful. It's so sad. However, it is because of such hardship, such pain, such sorrow, so, I will not bear the words. If you do n’t witness it, if you do n’t go on such a road, who can explore the possibilities of this road for me?

"I don't go to hell, who goes to hell?" I said to myself, and suddenly I felt. It ’s not meaningless to go to where I am today. Or, I ’m on a path that only I can walk — and is this not the embodiment of “I am unique”?

No one will do what I am doing, so I have to do it. That's the simple truth.

Do n’t doubt, do n’t retreat, do n’t give up doing what you should do because you ca n’t be a hero, because everybody born in this world must have meaning and a natural mission.

I heard the sound of waves. Along with the sound of the waves, there is a sound like that coming from the deep sea, as if it is my illusion, as if it is a call to me, as if I am talking about my mission, affirming the meaning of everything I have done, this sound makes me peaceful , Let me calm down, let me get the comfort of the soul, let me get a slight rest in the huge terror and restlessness.

I started not to think about the tangled and unidentifiable status quo, not to care about the mysterious things before and after the wolf. There was black water in front of me and darkness behind me. I was as fragile as a sand castle on the beach between the shores, but now let go of this fragility. Take a good rest under this depressing sky.

I found a stone, sat down, lit a cigarette, and didn't think about where this cigarette and lighter came from. The taste is so familiar, bitter, and choking, just like myself in the past, I actually don't like cigarettes, but I gradually get used to it after smoking. I am used to this kind of silence, with a bitter, firm taste spreading towards the mouth.

When one cigarette burned out, I lit another one. At this time, I heard the sound of waves again-no, this time it was not an illusion, not from the inner clamor and reflection, but a real voice, which was fluctuating The propagation of matter, although coming from Heihe, is not the sound of Heihe itself. I watched where the sound came from. On the horizon dividing the heaven and earth, the Heihe River seemed to extend farther, but there was a silhouette coming in the opposite direction, gradually becoming larger and clearer.

I stared at the silhouette that grew up and knew it was a boat. After the storm, the peninsula has been isolated from the world, and the phenomenon of alienation does not know how the surrounding residents will view the peninsula. Although the alienation of the Youjiang River has alienated, the resulting momentum has torn up the dark clouds covering the sky The huge impact caused torn apart the harsh climate outside the peninsula, allowing the sky to clear, but the clearness outside the peninsula does not set off today's peninsula so abnormally, so terrible?

These black waters and darkness surrounding the peninsula are bound to be incompatible with the normal scenes of the past. No, because of the existence of the black water, there may not be many survivors around the peninsula, and even inferred from the known information, there are not many "humans" left in the entire world of repeaters. Therefore, at this time, the boat passengers will definitely not be ordinary people.

Who will it be? Maybe it's a reinforcement-there is such a voice in my heart telling myself the answer.

The ship got closer, the speed was amazing, but there was no rush to sail on the water. It seemed to be drifting along with the waves, but it reached the river bank before a cigarette burned out. The peninsula pier is elsewhere, but this boat chose where I am. The boat is a classic ferry boat on the peninsula, the scale is similar to the one we took when we went to the island, but there is no engine sound and no whistle. Like a ghost, he was pushed by the desperate black water and rushed straight up to the beach.

I didn't get up, just sat quietly on the stone, watching it.

The cabin was opened. Someone drilled onto the deck one by one and jumped off the deck again. As I guessed. All are acquaintances, John Bull and others who have not appeared on the peninsula before in the team. The four teams and a general commander of the previous team, a total of five leaders, only came from the general commander "Rivet" himself. Now it's all there: John Bull of the Netball, Sigma Squad of Torch Light, Louise of the Black Nest, and Chameleon Squad of the Suns, after forming the team. The four teams have their own functions, and the situation on the peninsula has changed today. Even if they are not on the peninsula, they will definitely make a huge contribution in the rear.

Managers of the Paris area strongholds I have seen in Paris: Kyoko and Ryder.

Among them are the Wenqing couple. Although they have met very few times, I know that they have a special status in the team because their origin is related to the Central Principality.

There are many occasional glimpses. Not too familiar with the name. But it cannot be said to be a member of a stranger.

And in the style of behavioral costumes, it is obvious that the electronic demon messenger with traces of this repeater world, such as the puppet messenger Gregya. These electronic demon messengers must have made huge changes in their own mysterious power, otherwise it will be difficult to escape the black water changes of Si Tian Yuan Jia coconut. Furthermore, mysterious experts who originally transformed themselves into electronic demon messengers in order to adapt to the world of repeaters can survive to the present. It must be that the identity of the electronic demon messenger is converted again by some method.

The total number of reinforcements in this batch of troops has reached 43-it is really surprising. According to my initial estimate, it was about "no casualties in the black water plan of Si Tian Yuan Jia Coconut". So many people are left. It seems that the plan of the 51st district is crazy. But it is not without scruples. There is still an irrelevant relationship with District 51. In this way, it is not a strange thing that the people who are forced to become electronic demon messengers can survive the black water attack.

Although I don't know how the team can do this, but because I believe they can do it, I can trust the whisperer to them. Now that they are all on the peninsula, then it is completely unsurprising who the team that finally got out of the cabin is.

However, there are only three people: Zuo Chuan, Saki Ye and Ba Jing. When I left, the whisperer wasn't just three people. The other two additional editors, the female foreman and female teacher planted by Father Edward, the "seed of mystery", clearly awakened their own mysterious power, but did not escape the fate of death? Although after confirming that the "Mysterious Seed" is the product of Father Edward's experiment, he already had the worst psychological preparation for the situation of the two. I am a little sad.

I didn't have any surprises about the whisperers arriving on the peninsula, or their arrival proved how bad the world outside the peninsula is today. The situation that "the whisperer and the remaining people arrived on the peninsula" is simply an inevitable result of various factors. In fact, no matter whether you come to the peninsula, it is equally unsafe. There is no real safe place in this world of repeaters-and when I accompanied the team into Las Vegas, I knew it would evolve into this situation. Maybe the details are different from what I originally thought, but the result is the same. The coming of the end, the destruction of the world of repeaters, no matter what factors in the eyes of others lead to such a process, it means that the Las Vegas repeater is at a sensitive and fragile balance point, And this balance point is also the premise of "Raiders Las Vegas Repeater".

So many people died, causing so much pain and sorrow, full of conspiracy and good ideas, and there are unexpected deviations everywhere. Even so, the plan is indeed being carried out well. Really amazing, guys.

"Achuan!" Saki flew over at night, and the whole person hung on my neck like a bird. "Achuan! Achuan! Achuan! Achuan!" Her voice seemed magical, and I couldn't help it. Tears in the eyes. I hugged her tightly, breathing the smell of her body, listening to her voice, she just called my name, but for me it was worth a thousand words. I do n’t know what to say at this time. There are thousands of sensations in my head that are rolling, just like a huge wave knocking over every small boat of thought, engulfing these boats in a huge vortex and pulling it to my mind Deep inside.

A huge sense of relaxation came from my brain, like a warm breath passing through the gaps between nerves, blood vessels and muscles. After such a short and long battle, I felt that I finally got a moment of tranquility, as if the horrible and intricate warfare had all gone at this moment.

I couldn't express my emotions. I suddenly felt that my thousands of words could not describe my feelings. I was just silent, still bursting out of tears.

Eight scenes also came up, holding me and Sakuya from the side. The weight of her body and the strength of her arms are all on us ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ But I think she is too light, as if only a more heavy force squeezes on me to make me Feel her presence more deeply. I don't know if Bajing is crying, but Miye has whimpered. In the days when the black water was raging, the two must have suffered unprecedented pains in the past. They did not know themselves in the realities of the hospital or themselves in the doomsday illusion. For them, this world of repeaters is all they have World, and this world has undergone upheaval, and the destruction and despair brought by the end has destroyed everything that the past has known.

Even if there is no ravages of black water, there will inevitably be other incredible disasters. People will not get joy from it. At the boundary between death and near-death, I do n’t think it ’s a shame to cry and be vulnerable.

Even in my perception this world is just a world of repeaters, but I can feel the pain, sorrow and despair more than anyone. Because, even if it ’s not the world of repeaters, other worlds are the same. In the eyes of patients with doomsday syndrome, no matter what the world looks like, there are similar shadows, full of despair, madness, enthusiasm and pain, and even let People have to be hysterical, struggling desperately, frustrated, as if their souls have fallen into the darkest abyss. (To be continued.)

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