who are you?

This is Gao Chuan.

I looked around these people in work uniforms, and my heart was calm. where is this place? Who are these people? I don't know anything, and I don't even understand how I came here. My last memory was frozen in the endless night of Valpus, the time when Zhenjiang entered my body, I still remember that before the consciousness stopped, a man in a wheelchair came In front of him, he seemed to have realized the existence of Jiang.

Then, he was eroded by Jiang.

What happened after that? There are no fragments in my memory. When I can observe again, and my mind turns again, I am already standing here. I do n’t remember myself falling asleep, nor do I know if I have closed my eyes, nor have I experienced the “unobservable darkness”. My time is missing.

I understand that this must be an anomaly guided by Jiang. I feel my body carefully, but I can no longer perceive its existence. However, an extremely strong sense of fulfillment and the joy of being freed from the prison cage permeated every cell. I can't be sure of my state at this time, but I understand that the present self is completely different from the one I stayed in during the night of Val Pugets.

In the process of self-observation, many familiar, complex, and difficult-to-speak things resembled mushrooms and recovered in the sense. I ignored the people watching, stretched out my arms, and clenched my fists. From the fingertip to the wrist, from every muscle, to the whole body, from the nerve to the brain, every instinctively generated information makes me subconsciously affirmative-yes, I am back, and truly returned to the end of the illusion in.

No longer a phantom, no longer a personality tumor. It is a Gaochuan that does exist and exists independently. I am Gao Chuan, a long long time ago, Gao Chuan, who was killed by the final weapon in another doomsday illusion, returned to the hospital and found that he was only a sick teenager who could only sit in a wheelchair.

My time is interrupted at the night of Valpus. But connected with the moment of his death.

There are many problems to think about, including another one of mine, but before that, the trouble that must be solved has already been waiting impatiently in front of it. I never underestimate these troubles. In this world, there will always be many incredible mysteries that will bring unexpected pain to you when you are inattentive, but do not look at the people who are about to move, because my state is the best state—— The state that died in the hands of the final weapon.

I have no clothes and no weapons. Quark is not around, "Jiang" has disappeared, but what about it? On the inside of my wrist, there are still three diamond-shaped magic patterns.

So, when the combatants armed to the teeth slowly approached, I said to them again: "I am Gaochuan, the third-level Mageweaver messenger Gaochuan. Are you sure, are you going to fight me here?" I do n’t Mind fight with them, don't mind kill them, but what's the point of this? A long time ago, I stopped bringing unnecessary harm to people in this world. I know how sad I feel when I look down on them from a "reality" perspective. I know that no matter what role they play, they cannot escape a tragic fate.

For these people, death is not a complete relief. And in a sense. My situation is the same as theirs. Death will also not relieve me.

We are just a group of people who are sympathetic to each other. I don't want to kill them if I have a choice. I hope that I will always have room to kill them.

I hope they give me a choice without killing them.

I am very strong. I know the secrets that they may never know. I stood on a high place overlooking them. I exhausted my whole body and exhausted my eyes to deter them to warn them. I calmly watched the armed men who stopped by the pool. Their numbers surrounded the pool tightly, but what's the use? In the observation perspective of the chain judgment, they are full of gaps, everywhere are the direction of my attack, and the retreat. The routes that they think are impossible to pass are like spacious avenues to me.

I walked to the edge of the pool, the water dragged my body, and made me feel a long-lost sense of weightlessness. Such a clear, real feeling made me slow down my pace, taste carefully, chew, feel . The sound of the sound of water clattering, the people around me have recovered from the previous surprise, and I glanced at their faces, just like countless times in the past, through their expressions, whispers, eyes, and every time Interact, guess their thoughts, their calculations, their plans, a lot of information is integrated in my mind, and their deployment is also confirming the conclusions I have reached.

These people have some taboos. They are obviously familiar with "mystery" and understand what kind of power the term "three-level Mageweaver" represents. The surrounding equipment filled this huge room with the taste of a testing ground, and my appearance was not the result of these people's research plans. Their surprise and suspicion are not only why I am here, but also my identity-Gao Chuan.

They know who "Gao Chuan" is. I think they know another person.

These details are enough for me to guess their identity—

"This is a cyber ball?" I asked, and didn't stop walking towards the pool, although the armed men were already shouting and making some threatening expressions. A long, long time ago ... I seem to have encountered many times, like the present, the situation of the enemy is few, and the enemy at that time, but not as much hesitation as these people. They are decisive, unaware of fear, full of all kinds of beliefs, as if they want to burn their souls, fighting me and my friends.

I remembered that the Goat Guild, which relied on the psychedelic medicine "paradise" to expand its own power, the white well whose body was destroyed by the drug, induced the weight of the mountain called by the demon. The doomsday Apostolic warriors of the globe, hiding in remote cities and towns in Europe, attempt to complete the "Holy Land" of the Mar Jones house. My life is like walking a lantern, spinning in front of my eyes and seeing through these phantoms. Now these cautiously surrounded by the pool, it seems that if they accidentally wipe out the gun and catch the armed men. In my heart, there is a kind of sigh of time.

Although, in the realm, during the night of Valpus, I also recalled the past because I had too much leisure time, but it has never been like this. There is a feeling of confusion. My time is connected to my past, but, until now, I suddenly discovered that the colors of those scenes have become mottled.

I did not expect it. He accepted all this calmly.

In my heart, I have long lost anger.

"Yes, here is the internet ball. Who are you?" A researcher who seemed to have a high status asked earlier, and added: "You are not Gao Chuan. Don't fool us with fake identities. "

His words were really interesting to me. I couldn't help laughing. I said, "I'm sorry, I'm Gao Chuan. Even if the Gao Chuan you know is standing here, I must admit that I am Gao Chuan."

The researcher acting as a representative frowned, he seemed to think I was quite uncooperative, so he. The armed men once again made silent threats-they raised their guns.

However, "Bullet is not effective for me." I said to them: "If there are no Level 3 Mageweave Messengers, or other characters of the same quality, then it is better to advise you not to rush to do it."

"This is not a normal firearm." The head of the armed men-the only man with the coat of arms stamped in front of the breastplate-took off his helmet and raised his hand to do a "slow down" gesture. "This is specially developed for you guys. I would advise you not to underestimate us." Although he said so, his actions showed that he did not want to cause trouble at the very least. Researcher's representative. The old man with gray hair was somewhat dissatisfied, but he didn't speak again.

The tacit agreement between the two sides looks pretty good. I thought, if I climbed to the edge of the pool and jumped ashore, if it wasn't for the gesture before the head, the armed men staying here would definitely not give up their positions so easily.

"Are there any clothes?" I asked them. A researcher took off his white coat and threw it at my feet.

I looked around at these people, and the vigilance on their faces still did not subside. Even if there is no chain judgment observation, I am absolutely sure that they must have applied to the outside world for support when they were relieved before, judging from the elapsed time and the past understanding of the network ball, at this moment, in this room Inside and out, it must be heavily blocked. Although it is invisible to the naked eye, the combatants hidden in the dark must be several times more than what they see. Moreover, it is not just "ordinary people with special weapons", it must have a higher-end "mystery".

The characteristics of the third-level Mageweave messenger, I haven't hid it from the beginning.

The maximum range of the chain judgment is 50 meters. I trace each particle floating in the airflow, and in their collision, they outline the details in this area. Twenty-three research workers, fifty-three combatants, thirty people with great fanfare in front of them, and at least one hundred-person team are coming here. The shock caused by their footsteps, although slight, But it was indeed caught by the chain judgment.

Do you have one enemy? I thought that there was no throbbing in my heart, and no other emotions, because such a situation has already become familiar. I looked at the muzzle next to me that almost came to me. Following the outline of the gun body, I examined the soldiers' arms-a very familiar style, but compared to what I remembered, it was still a bit green and heavy Is it a model that has just been developed? From the perspective of construction, the performance of all aspects and the cost performance of the manufacturing process are worse than those in memory.

"S machine?" I asked, staring at the raised part of the firearm like a drum.

"... how did you know?" The leader in charge of these soldiers asked indifferently. When I met his eyes, I felt something unsteady from the bottom of his eyes.

"Is it just researched? Is it still called s agency? It's really nostalgic." I didn't answer positively and continued to ask: "Is the Rubik's Cube system made?"

The soldier's head suddenly put on a helmet, and the armor-style protective clothing made him appear heavy and bloated, but full of an unparalleled sense of strength. His actions triggered the actions of other soldiers, and the researchers began to retreat quickly under the protection and guidance of some soldiers. This is not a friendly act.

Even so, I still don't plan to stop them in advance. Since I feel that I must leave, I should leave. All have left, then, the rest are the real "warriors"-if they are fighters, no matter whether they are killed or killing others, there is nothing to complain about.

The expression of the soldier's head was blocked by the mask and goggles of the grim metal helmet. I can't confirm what he wants to do, but I don't need to confirm it anymore. Both my experience and instinct made me smell the smoky smoke that gradually became stronger.

"... It seems that the Rubik's Cube system is indeed already on the research plan. What about ky3000? Is it assembled? No. According to the progress, the serial number of the sample developed first should be a little bit earlier? Ky1000?" I observed The details of each of these people's movements and the limitation of the normal person's field of vision are meaningless to me. My strength has no dead ends.

"What the **** are you !?" It was still the soldiers who spoke. His electronic sound converted by the sound generator is cold and has no emotions. It makes people feel that there is no human body under the armor. The metal armor itself is the body of this creature.

"You want to say it, not honestly. It's going to be hard work, isn't it?" I said quietly while wearing a white coat button, "Actually, I think this sentence should be said by me."

"Here are the online balls!" The opponent emphasized coldly. I really understand what he said. However, the identity of the online ball does not make me a little bit scrupulous, and it is even less likely to make me afraid to retreat. These people feel strong enough. It can make all people with bad intentions hit the iron plate, but I understand my strength better than them.

"Unless you call Father Sisen, or a master of the same rank, otherwise, the number is meaningless." I once again advise them.

The answer was a sneer, and the electronic voice said: "I will let you know that the Level 3 Mageweave Messenger is not yet qualified to spread wild here."

His voice had just dropped, and the soldiers ’fingers on the trigger had begun to bend slightly-in this extremely short period of time, the chain decision had captured enough information-their will to use violence was very firm, now These people can only slightly equate those in my memory.

Before the hammer of the firearm fell, when the people in the dark were ready to make up for the loophole of the attack, before the door of the room was pushed away by the eager marching force, the fortifications rolled over from the seemingly nothing surface , When expanding and connecting with each other, an invisible high-speed passage has been meandering between them—

Quick sweep

I gallop in the slow world, through the muzzle, through the gap of the encircling circle. The air was shaking like water waves around me.

The movements of the soldiers seemed to be solidified. Their eyes, when I passed them, stared at me in the direction behind me. When the gunshots that seemed dull because they were stretched out, the trajectory of the bullets , Pointing to the unmanned ground.

It can be seen that the exit is being blocked by the slowly falling gate, and the normal passage of time must be very rapid, but in my observation, it is still too slow. To rush out of this room, one must head through the newly arrived Hundreds, who were shooting at the same time as the soldiers around the pool. Before I passed them, the overwhelming bullets had slowly slipped from the front.

Yes, sliding, this is the bullet speed I observed. The trajectory of the trajectory is presented in front of my eyes through the chain judgment. What I want to do is no different from what I did in the past-using the speed difference of the bullet and the trajectory gap, Find a safe zone that ordinary people can never enter.

The invisible high-speed passage is distorted like life. I am inserted in the gap of the ballistic track. The feeling of running makes me trance. The sense of speed on the ground gives me a wonderful sense of sight. I should have been so familiar with all this, but there was a new sense of faintness, just like the ship crossing the storm stopped, my feet stepped on the land again, like the sky seen from the prison window , And the sky seen outside the prison is not the same blue.

I reached out and stuck the throat of the soldier in front of me. He was rigid like a wooden man. I dragged him to tear the line of defense, and then threw it away. He hit the colleague's body heavily. When the scene of turning the horse back and forth appeared, I had crossed the enclosure and slid out from under the gate.

When I stopped, lightnovelpub.net had only the heavy landing sound behind.

bump--

The huge metal gate seemed to be broken, and it hit the ground heavily.

There is a long passageway outside the door, which is as wide as a truck. One room is next to the other. Observing the style of the doorway, it is absolutely impossible to distinguish their respective functions. In this channel, there are also many people coming and going. It is probably because the movement of the former 100-man team is too great. Many people are hesitating and curious, and are probing their brains here. However, compared to these lively and seemingly more threatening, they still act as a reserve team and did not follow the other soldiers who entered the room with the Hundred.

as well as--

I looked at the five people who were inconsistently dressed among the soldiers. The inside of their wrists had a prismatic pattern that spread like two wings.

They are the only ones wearing black tights without any metal armor.

Five Mageweave Messengers. (To be continued ...)