Restricted Doomsday Syndrome

Chapter 1846: Firewood salvage

The file did n’t remember where it was the dream. Her last second of memory was still in the scene where everyone was sitting on the gravel ground. The next second was soaked in the container. How real and strong the feeling was in the gravel ground At this time, the feeling in the container is real and strong. Every time the file sucks, it will inhale the liquid in the container. She can feel the foreign body sensation when the cold liquid flows in the trachea and lungs, and then discharges from the mouth and nose. The taste of these liquids is probably not there. It is thinner than the taste of plain water or tap water. It is this thin feeling that makes her gastric juices seem to pour.

The file slammed the lid of the container. She pushed hard, but couldn't push it. She couldn't break it by tapping. Although the obvious part of the lid was made of transparent materials, it was not the touch of glass. In this small, closed and cold environment, the file can feel the fear from deep inside. This fear is put in the past, and it has been rarely felt. The adventures of the mysterious expert for many years have made her feel The horror created by most of the scenes has been numb. However, the scene in the sandstone ground like a nightmare is just like to make these fears and terrors that should have been used to become fresh, so that she can feel one more time. This kind of familiarity is full of strangeness and full of feelings of both visual sense.

Although it can be described as wonderful, for the individual file, this scene is undoubtedly painful for her at this time. She does not hope that these fear and despair emotions will erupt like a volcano at this time, let It is difficult to hold myself. Today's fear, like the continuation of the previous nightmare experience, the file could not help but increase the strength.

Perhaps it was struggling too violently, and finally a figure approached outside the container. Through the liquid and the lid of the container, the file can only see a roughly human-shaped outline, even if it is a man or a woman. The file continued to beat the lid of the container hard, telling her intuitively that the outside was not "bad stuff." The place where you are is definitely not the enemy's territory. There are many things she can't figure out, but as long as she can leave this **** container

The figure fiddled with it a few times, and a low voice came out of the container. Even the file soaked in the liquid could be clearly heard. She also saw many bubbles rising from her feet, floating up, and the water surface began to grumble. decline. However, faster than draining, the container lid pops out with a "". The vented liquid drove the file's body outward, and the file tried to stand firm, but immediately felt a feeling of weakness as if the leg muscles had been broken. As soon as it touched the ground, the whole body fell weakly. On the ground.

Perhaps it was a relationship of numbness. Although the file fell, she didn't feel very clear that she just couldn't stand up and seemed to be dreaming. She patted her cheek vigorously, but her arms were too weak to make a sound, from the wrist to the arm, so soft that she reminded her of the dough.

"... It seems that you came out too early." A voice came from the side.

The file knows that the person who put herself out of the container sounds familiar and must be an acquaintance, but the name loomed in her mind, but she could n’t remember it immediately. She still had a strange feeling, thinking You should not be so obsessed with this person. The two have seen more than one side and have cooperated more than once. However, it was this familiarity that gave her a little sense of relief before she could figure out her situation.

"It's just that I'm weak. I don't want to turn myself into a specimen, soak in Formalin all day." The file tried to make her words playful, but she obviously failed, the other party didn't smile at all, that calm Instead, the file is a bit embarrassing: what the **** are you talking about?

The file turned to look at the speaker. An adult woman with an uneven figure and an enviable body, even if she wore a skirt and shirt for an office woman, could not hide the temperament that was different from the elite women in other offices. Still gloomy? At the end of reason, you can see the fanaticism, and within the fanaticism you can see the extraordinary coldness. I do n’t know if it ’s a light makeup or really tired. Her upper half of her face seemed to be covered with a shadow, but her eyes were shining. Outside this professional skirt, there is a white coat in the style of a scientific researcher. This woman put both hands in her pockets and bowed her body slightly to look down. The eyes are sharp with files that she can feel clearly. In an instant, his mental and physical condition has been analyzed and known by the other party.

The file saw what the other person looked like, and the name that screamed immediately came to her mind.

The "Zuo Jiang" file immediately understood that there was nothing wrong with his instinct, and it was safe here. Because, where Zuo Jiang is, there is only the core of the network ball, and the core of the network ball must be protected by the London repeater.

"No contact for more than ten hours, file." Zuo Jiang reached out his hand, as if to pull the file from the ground.

The file was disrespectful, grabbed that hand, tried several times, and only a little stabilized the heel, but the weakness from the leg made her feel that she would fall again if she didn't pay attention.

"What the **** is going on?" The file asked involuntarily. She had many things she wanted to ask, but she didn't know where to start.

"The 51th area repeater collided with the Las Vegas repeater, and the impact in the collective subconscious of the human race shut down the entire human society." Zuo Jiang said calmly: "Now there are hundreds of billions of people in the world Ninety-nine percent is either dead, or has become a vegetative, the luckier person has become an idiot, the luckier person is trying to make themselves an idiot, you are the group of people who try to make themselves idiots 1. Ah, do n’t get me wrong, I ’m not belittle you. Rather, in the circumstances at that time, you used a smarter method, but even so, you ca n’t let you all escape doom. ”

"Doom ..." The file really remembered this time. The 51-zone situation, which seemed like a nightmare, was indeed what happened. Her memories are only left in the sand, trying to sort out the information and confirm the part of the action later. However, how strange those memories look today, and waiting for others like they are trapped in a maze of thinking, At the moment when the thoughts were cleared and the decision was made, a conscious disengagement occurred at the same time. That taste was not influenced by mysterious forces from outside, but was treated instinctively as Zuo Jiang described at this time: he and others were trying to make themselves idiots.

The file doesn't know when he and others were recovered by the cyber ball. According to the situation at that time, it is almost impossible for them to return to the cyber ball by their own consciousness. However, since Zuo Jiang is now standing in front of him, he can prove that he and others have indeed been saved. In other words, the current situation is at least much better than the worst situation imaginable at the time in memory.

Therefore, it is difficult for the file to understand the degree of "doom" in Zuojiangkou. The fear that still exists in her heart is not due to this "doom", but based on some deeper cognitive level.

"After avoiding the highest peak of the impact, we tried to recover all the surviving mysterious experts, but including you, 99% of the mysterious experts could not resist the subliminal vicious reaction and became unreasonable lunatics." What Zuo Jiang said was not an unimaginable new thing for the file. She had a profound experience of herself. Locke was crazy at the time. Although Locke was able to recover at the time, it did not mean that all mysterious experts who had been shocked could be like Locke.

"Some people have attacked us, but their minds have completely collapsed, and it is not difficult to annihilate. It is just that, according to the situation at that time, instead of restricting these people, you will make other people feel uneasy." Zuo Jiang looked the same The container with the lid opened, said: "Therefore, all the recovered mysterious experts were thrown into such devices to suppress consciousness activities, and they will only be released after it is confirmed in the data that their minds have been restored to a certain extent. . File, you are the first to wake up. "

"What about the others?" The file asked involuntarily.

"You were the first to wake up and have just woke up, and of course the others are still asleep." Zuo Jiang said as if warning: "You shouldn't want to release them?"

"Why do you ask?" The file was a little stunned. "Without your permission, I don't even know where they are ..." When she said that, she felt what she felt instinctively, and looked up and saw herself. It turned out to be in a huge hollow, where a spacious spiral ladder was inlaid on the wall, spreading up and down along the wall, and the cabin where it was located was also embedded in the wall, corresponding to the position of the spiral ladder, neither the head nor It is not the tail, which position is in the middle, because there are not enough reference objects, so it is impossible to know.

The spiral staircase at the end can not be seen up and down, and it is inlaid on the wall, like a group of pupae, which makes the file feel a strong and deep beauty. Although it can't make people feel happy, but they have to be amazed. In terms of quantity, the perception of these containers is already a category that is "uncountable".

"These are all mysterious experts?" The files patrolled the walls and stairs and could not help asking, "How many?"

"Less than 10,000." Jin Jiang said: "The people who can survive and wake up eventually will probably not exceed 1,000."

"What about them?" The file's heart tightened, and she asked quickly.

"Also in it, when we were recycling, your personality consciousness was already in an extremely dangerous and inefficient state. In short, at that time, you really turned yourself into a dementia patient." Zuo Jiang Pushed the black frame glasses on the bridge of the nose, "From the inspection results, your present personality is different from yours before. However, people's self-cognition is immediate, and you can't detect it yourself. Your own changes. The same is true of everyone else, probably everyone will change more than you. "

"Is there anything wrong?" The file's face did not change, and his eyes calmly looked at Zuo Jiang: "In your opinion, what I am now is what I was unwilling to be? What do I think? If it's really different, I won't mind the past. My cognition of myself should not be completely broken from the past. "

"... I think so too. So, you are lucky, but unfortunately, you might fall into the madness of self-cognition again." Zuo Jiang's voice in the ear of the file slightly became somber, "I have also set a threshold for this kind of misfortune. As long as it exceeds this value, I will arbitrarily use them" because "among these people, there may be people who care about the file, so I specifically asked A bit ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ Is that okay? "

Zuo Jiang's three words "used" made the file feel a deep and unclear suggestion, that is not an unknown that puts his life at risk, but an unknown that will impact himself, more accurately Say, let the file feel that it is better not to go too deep to understand, although she is curious about how Zuo Jiang will "use it".

"... Even if I don't agree, it's impossible to really stop? Although I don't know what you are doing, all you do should get permission from the Netball." The file pondered for a moment and said, " If you can, how do you rank the people who will be used? If you do n’t know, let ’s get acquaintances who can get better care? "

"Um ..." Zuo Jiang nodded, "You answered very happily, file, this is where you are different from you in the past."

"I used to have more sense of justice and curiosity in the past?" The raser asked. At this time of chat, she could feel the improvement of her body and her skin became sensitive to temperature. After coming out of the container, she stayed in the body, and now she finally feels the status of "I am in a state".

Seeing the file cradling his arms, it seemed a bit cold. Zuo Jiang took off his white coat and handed it over, and replied: "No, your answer in the past will look more bloody, and it has nothing to do with justice and curiosity. For example, in the past, you would say to the question just now: there must be a way to make them better, let's think about a way. "

The file put on a white coat and asked, "So, is there really a way to make them better?"

"Yes, but their usefulness is greater than their improvement." Zuo Jiang's calm voice became more cruel. u

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