Restricted Doomsday Syndrome

The darkness seems to have life, and it is constantly approaching the wooden house. The light that has not changed for a long time has undergone earth-shaking changes in just ten minutes. However, the darkness that suddenly fell cannot be pleasing. When you look up at the sky, I can't see the starry sky, because the decline of light is not caused by night. The darkness at night is not pure, because the light is still there, but the darkness that surrounds the wooden house is not visible. This dark invasion had an inexplicable force that forced us to light the kerosene lamp brought out of the basement before it reached the wooden house.

When the survivors who stayed in the living room lit the kerosene lamp, the dim, faint light gave them a relief expression for the first time. At this time, there were only three women left in the living room survivors-Tracy, Gregia and Ekna, and the male survivors-Little Ham, Old Ham and Novsky firmly Running upstairs, the original killing of the chicken and the police monkey with the file did not make them change their minds. However, although they violated the order of the file, the file did not seem to be prepared to take them.

"Although I don't know what they think, they will change their minds." The file said: "There is only one reason for not changing their minds, that is, they are dead." After a pause, he said to me again: "I They have been warned, have n’t they? Since they are not afraid of threats and insist on sticking to their own ideas, why should we interfere with their ideas? "Her remarks seemed like excuses, because she could have Imprison the three men, and then use our power to keep everyone alive — at least, there is a greater chance of chaos than their own, but I do n’t really care much.

As the rasp herself said, she has given them a choice, and they did make a choice with their own will-they know the strength of mercenaries, but they are not afraid of the death threats close by, then there is What is necessary to stop them? Maybe they really feel better separated from us. But I know that they will never help them.

"So, the three people here are the ones most likely to be the children of fate?" I swept across Tracy, Gregia, and Ekna sitting around the kerosene lamp.

"Don't mention the son of fate, we don't even know what it is used for." The file asked me and Sakuya sitting beside her. "In what form do you think the enemy will attack?" "

"It's nothing more than the cover of darkness." I said.

"No, I mean. Are the enemies swarming. Or sneaking in?" The file pulled a coin from her pocket and tossed it between her fingers. She would not really be bothered by the problem.

"I don't know." I said, "But. I don't think at least not all enemies can be eliminated by bullets."

"Is it an illusion? Or a ghost? A demon?" The file ticked the corner of his mouth in disdain: "The guy who manipulates all this, it's impossible not to know who we are, but, still playing this set. It proves that they are not sure about us yet. Energy ... what do you think Father Sisen has teamed up with? "

"District 51 is in Las Vegas." I said, "Gregia said."

The expression of the file was a little more serious, and said: "So, this time we might encounter them with fire. However, Father Xisen or fire, they will not shoot us. This is a test by the government. It seems that they have a big plan that we need to work together to complete. For the government, our appearance was probably originally outside the plan. However, it is not necessarily for Father Xisen. "

"Even if we don't know much about us, so we need to confirm, but Father Sisen stood before them as a model. So, the test specifications will not be too low." I continued her words: "Issen Father, no, Father Sissen is too strong. So, if there is a fire, they are also there. It should be based on the fire, and they are 80% likely to put us below the standard. "

"So, the initial assessment of our combat effectiveness is a file of the second level Mageweave messenger, which is slightly inferior to the fire, plus a close to the power of the second level Mageweave messenger, Mr. Gao Chuan, and the two can not reach the tabletop gray stone The fortifier, there are two ordinary mercenaries, and the rest are ordinary people. "The eyes of the file fell on Sakuya." If the intensity of the next battle is only this level ... "She shrugged, and she didn't finish. I feel the same way-it's just farce.

If all the survivors obey the order, the probability that everyone can live safely is almost 99%. Even now, those survivors are a bit divided, but take a tougher attitude and enforce protection This possibility will not fall by 90%. Positive physical attacks have the lowest damage to us, and the attacks most likely to cause casualties come from the spiritual side-the mental state of the survivors is generally very poor.

Therefore, the enemy's attack method is already obvious-there must be hallucinations and the like. For the spiritual attack, the enemy with a part of the entity, through the virtual and real way, let the attack power under the given intensity be maximized. This is also a more comprehensive strength test method, and the loss to the tester will not be too large. In this humble artificial temporary data hedging space, it is almost entirely a method of obtaining materials locally.

"So, have you stuck until they give up increasing their strength?" I asked.

"Why do you do that?" The file was a little stunned. "Don't forget, this is not a test for us at all, but for others, it is best to be a test. We don't need to be too active, Otherwise, for rookies, this test is meaningless. "

"So, what are you going to do? If we don't take the initiative, their pressure will rise in a straight line, and it will probably not be able to withstand it. Even us, there is no way to fully control the situation in the mystery, even if this mystery looks like now. Weakness. ”I am cautiously reminded that after all, the mysterious nature is anomalies, variables and incomprehensible, although in the current analysis, we seem to be able to control the fighting situation, but in fact, even in the mysterious battlefield of change, even It is a slight change that can immediately kill a person's life, and what makes people headache is that the mysterious change is the most elusive and no one can be sure. Will there be a straw that crushes the camel suddenly?

"Proactively attack." The file stared at the endless darkness outside the wooden house and said, "We stayed in the wooden house for a while to see what ghosts would appear, and then we went to find the guy who manipulated all this. We don't actually have much Time flies with them. Who knows when those Nazis will find us. I do n’t think. This simple anomalous zone can always be hidden under their eyelids. "

I have nothing to say, the file's judgment is very correct, we have stayed here for too long, actually. If this apparently testable change is beyond our inference, the file and I will immediately abandon this opportunity for rookie recruits to further experience the mysterious battlefield, and straighten the behind-the-scenes headquarters. Although we have not determined their specific location, the scope of this temporary data hedging space is not large. It ’s too simple. Based on the comparison of the data obtained before and after entering, they are very likely to hide in this temporary data hedge space. Even if they are really hidden in the normal world, it ’s impossible to remotely control everything that happens here. Too far, this temporary data hedge space is equally likely to have access to the other party's headquarters. Plus, since they are expecting us, they will not give up the opportunity to negotiate with us. So, anyway, the chance that we can find them in this temporary data hedge space is almost 100%.

The darkness finally came to the place ten meters in front of the wooden house. The darkness that can't reach with five fingers is more intense, but, closer to the cabin, you can still see something faintly-the dim kerosene light seeped out of the open doors and windows. Like a protective film, it stubbornly resists the erosion of darkness. Before the lights disappear, the darkness probably won't pass.

Cui Di, Gregia and Ekna, who were gathered by the kerosene lamp, realized this situation and could not help but relax, but Miyaki said with a unique low voice beside me: " Here comes! "Her words just fell, and a sudden gust of wind suddenly blew into the house, making the face of the kerosene lamp tremble sharply, and their faces instantly turned pale.

"Damn, what kind of wind is this?" Cui Ti stood up suddenly, staring at the direction of the wind. In the deep darkness, no trace of movement could be seen, and the wind suddenly appeared. After a while, it suddenly disappeared, completely Without the process of strengthening and weakening, people feel intuitively wrong-this is like a notification, a warning, a symptom. Cleaners and Cheka, the two elite fighters who have been in the ordinary battlefield all the year round, should also have the feeling that their shoulders are tighter than everyone else. However, after seeing wrestlers, gray foxes and fast When the guns showed no more expression, they all pressed down and did not take any further action. When they looked at the file with their eyes, Cui Ti had walked to the window, raised the muzzle and swept a few shots out of the window before releasing the latch that fixed the sash.

The sudden sound of gunfire made the second floor turbulent, but it quickly became quiet again. This kind of silence was creepy, and there was no more movement outside the cabin. Before everyone moved further, there was another gust of wind without warning. A string of "rustling" sounds came from the dark depths outside the wooden house, both like the sound of the wind blowing the treetops and what it was like The sound of the anomalous twists and turns of snakes, accompanied by the strong wind, hit the wooden house.

"Bang!" The sash that unlocked the latch was closed firmly. This is naturally not Cui Di's work, it should be the wind, but in such a strange floating atmosphere, it is even more closed by some invisible and mysterious force. Ekna's pale face was frightened. When the sound of closing the window sounded, she jumped up suddenly, almost hitting the kerosene lamp.

Ekna stood straight, staring stiffly at Tritti, closing the window tightly, closing the latch, and the shadow illuminated by the kerosene lamp stretched on the wall, shaking gently. Tracy's movements were quick, but turning around, her face was also very pale, and apparently she was also taken aback.

"Don't you close all the doors and windows?" She said stiffly to the file. I think she might be thinking at this time that it was definitely not a good idea to open all the doors and windows before. At that time, she did not complain.

Cui Di didn't know the reason why the file made this decision. In fact, most of the shocks people have received are actually left to file. Tracy and Gregia are the best among the survivors in terms of spiritual stability and mystery, but the phenomenon caused by a gust of wind still makes their expressions bad, which is somewhat proved , They have a very strong fear of mystery. However, to resist mysterious forces and deal with mysterious events, terror is useless, and they should be vigilant. But there should be no fear. I can stay out of them in the future. The possibility of resuming the life of ordinary people does not hold too much expectation, because even if they are not willing, they have already been involved too deeply, after returning from the ruling bureau. If they do not want to continue to live an abnormal life, they should have given up looking for their lost memories.

Whether they are willing or not, since they are destined to deal with the mystery, the sooner they get rid of the fear of the mystery, the better. They need more experience as if they were in a horror movie, until they get used to it or numbness. The Battle Royale has become a nightmare for them. For the world, the doomsday truth is not all.

"Why don't you look at the outside of the window you closed?" For the question from Tritty, the file just asked indifferently.

With a puzzled expression on Tracy's face, he glanced at the window. But her eyes flickered, and it seemed that the words of the file made her scrupulous about observing the outside world through the window. Before she stepped up, Gregia took the lead, stopped three steps in front of the window, and took another step forward slowly. Two steps, but, still seemingly unable to see the outside, he put his head on the glass again. The dim light shone on her back. Her face was reflected in the glass, and the flame flickered. Everyone staring at Gregia saw it. On the glass window, next to her reflection, a silhouette suddenly shook-another face, but it was definitely not Gregia's.

Ekna screamed, Gregia didn't seem to notice the strange face, but was frightened by Ekna's scream, rubbing rubbing back several times, and then she recovered, her face pale Staring at Ekna, he asked aloud, "What are you doing?"

"Me, me, window, window ..." Ekna stammered almost breathlessly.

"There was something in the window just now." Tracy answered to Ekna, and quickly walked to the window to observe.

"But I didn't see anything." Gregia said uncomfortably, glaring at Ekna, but she was downcast.

"Everyone else has seen it." Tracy said behind her, and then said, "No change, no, wait ..." She seemed to find something, and said in an uncertain tone: "Dark ... Dark Approaching? "Stop talking, suddenly turned around, looking at the kerosene lamp, and said to himself verbally:" Because the light can't go out? "

"You thought about this?" I asked the file softly.

The file smiled strangely and replied softly: "Blind cat meets dead mouse." Miyaki stayed with us followed by a "pop" sound. Both the file and I subconsciously turned our attention to her. I think she was amused? Of course, in the gray state, Miyaki laughed, and even I saw it for the first time. However, the first thought that came up was not her unexpected performance, but-"Your laugh is really low, "Ms. Miyaki." The file said with a serious face, and then Misaki couldn't help but utter a "pop".

Me and the file looked at each other, and I really didn't know what was funny. Does normal Sakuya find these words funny? I can't find more examples when I traced my memory and the last Gao Chuan's memory.

On the other side, Tracy is still waiting for instructions from me and the file, but of course she can't get it, because the current situation is actually a deliberate test for them. They must find a way to survive this anomaly until the development of the matter, according to the file plan to enter the next stage. Of course, I wo n’t let Tritty and Gregia ignore them at all ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ At least, I will let them survive. Under this premise, I hope they do n’t know this and get more Great experience.

There was a rustle again, and Choi finally decided to close all the windows, leaving only the door. The mercenaries again asked for the instructions of the file with their eyes. The file still did not show, but in Tritty and Greg Before Ya and Ekna did this, the sound of closing the windows had been heard on the second floor. Unexpectedly, the three male survivors did not close the window in advance after going upstairs in disobedience to the file order.

Then, when the three of Triddy closed the window, there was a gunshot from the building, followed by a rude curse, and listening to the sound knew that it was Old Ham, and he seemed to have discovered something. Soon, rapid footsteps sounded, stepping on the floor, and broke into Old Ham's room, but then there was a tense shout: "It's me! Novsky!" Then there was a gunshot.

"Fool!" Little Ham scolded unkindly.

Although we can imagine what happened, we did not see it with our own eyes. Because I didn't care about what happened, I didn't start chain judgment and observed the situation upstairs in real time.

"Has it started?" Said the file, playing with the coin on her finger.