Restricted Doomsday Syndrome

The ring-shaped corridor structure on the retina screen is reflected like water waves are zooming in. After Misaki and I moved forward for 20 minutes, the collected data complemented this intuitive detection model, so it looked and used the naked eye. The circular corridor that can be seen has become different-although the details are still blurry, on the rough outline, you can determine the true appearance of this circular corridor, which is not as simple as the naked eye can see. Overlapping into this model, and found that there is no part that completely overlaps, the brain hardware through the analysis of the differences between the two, the final conclusion turned out to be: the circular corridor that we "see" with our naked eyes In part, in the model constructed by complementing the "stargazer" and "linkage determination", it is just a combination of countless disjoint fragments.

Whether the "mystery" applied to the circular corridor in the fifty-first area involves "spatial structure" or "illusion", or both, is temporarily uncertain. However, since the 51st district can create a temporary data hedge space and divide it, it will turn the surface part into a controllable experimental greenhouse and intervene from the perspective of spatial data to form a place to cultivate "Troy". Then, they can make some changes to the space model of this circular corridor to create a "maze", which is not unimaginable. After all, this base in the 51st district is completely located in the temporary data they made. Hedge space.

If there is a difference between the real circular corridor and the circular corridor observed by the naked eye, the "illusion" factor only occupies the auxiliary position of cover. It does not involve the actual structure of the circular corridor. Then, it is difficult to find "exports" with pure violent destruction. Because, if the object of violence is not "illusion", but "space", and this temporary data hedge space is completely in the hands of the 51st district, the other party can easily adjust the destruction activities. An opponent who can modify home space data if there is no overwhelming power. It can't be caught by surprise, so it's almost difficult to get out of the other party's control.

In this sense, it is impossible to destroy the circular corridor in front and dig out the "exit"-no, if critical weapons are used, it may be possible. Perhaps this is why the file has no fear. Next to her is a critical weapon "Pan Domain High Frequency Cutting Device". However, the existence of critical weapons can be said to be the biggest card of our team. Such a powerful force is not suitable for being placed on the table at this time and place.

Unable to break, it must be viewed from the side, or use stupid methods. Slightly exclude the difference between the visual model and the detection model. This is what Saya and I are doing. Although it takes a lot of time, the effect is equally obvious, and the position coordinates of the "exit" are gradually being determined.

however. At this time, the ring-shaped corridor structure on the retina screen, which reflected like water waves, was zooming in. It suddenly made me sure that the observation area of ​​the real model of the circular corridor is increasing. Because of this magnification, the three-dimensional model in the retina screen seems to be squeezing out the circular corridor seen by the naked eye-the brain hardware is still running at high speed, and the speed of data output has not decreased, but I feel my consciousness. Is blurring.

This kind of consciousness aberration reminded me, but it could not be effectively controlled, and the brain hardware could not recover this kind of consciousness. Obviously, the brain hardware has replaced the native brain as the center of operation of the mind and body. When the operation is in good condition, even if it is eroded by the "mystery", the defense mechanism will warn in time. It is impossible to be unconsciously. Let me fall into this state of confusion. However, this accident did happen.

I had to raise the depth of thinking once again, jumping out of the end of the illusion itself to look at this anomaly-the answer seems to be obvious, the body in "reality" is once again deeply interfered with, if you want to ask who is the infringer, the answer is only One.

"Jiang" is active.

When I had such a thought, my thoughts and actions seemed to be imprisoned, and I was unable to respond to this situation. Although, I still knew that I should do something.

The body starts to feel warm, and there is a feeling of dizziness. It feels like having a bad cold, but the self-consciousness is more clear and solid, and it becomes a more independent existence that can be completely separated from the body. Yes, I feel it. To describe this feeling, it is that "consciousness is gradually slipping out of the brain hardware like a smooth gel." This feeling is not the first time I experienced it.

In the last surviving consciousness, I heard Sakuya ’s business, like standing on the other side of the cliff and yelling, but the strong wind blew her words apart— “Achuan ... a little bit ……you……"

Like an irresistible instinct, consciousness dripped completely from the brain hardware and entered a dark abyss. The consciousness was blurred, and it seemed to disappear for a moment, but it came to the surface again. Afterwards, I was in a state of half-dream and half-wake again that I couldn't break away, as if there were restraints all over my body, making breathing difficult.

Whether it is a prosthetic body or a dream, the inability to "breath" will not become a fatal point, but the feeling of "difficulty in breathing" and "difficulty in walking" become so real in my state at this time , As if I really would lose my life.

The landscape in front of you is like a wave of water, as if you walked into a shallow sea covered by sunlight, watching the buildings sinking in the water through the rippling water. I am still in the ring corridor, and the smooth but jerky metal wall reflects my figure-a sick and thin body, both eyes are intact, however, the left eye is bright and deep red, It seemed to be bleeding, and it seemed that the flame was burning, but the right eye was a jade-like hard blue.

Although the cheeks are thin, giving people a feeling of terminal illness, but ... it seems that this mirror image of me. Seems younger?

I ’m not sure, it ’s the illusion of being thin. Still really young. Noisy noises came from my ears, like the noise that the radio lost the signal, too many similar feelings let me confirm —

I once again entered the boundary.

I don't have the power to enter and exit the boundary line. Since the last time I was pulled in by "Jiang", this time will naturally not be the second answer.

Like last time, it feels painful to stay in the boundary line, and, according to the previous experience. It will be more and more painful. The only thing that is better than the last one is that apart from the murmurs, I haven't experienced those dream scenes that can't tell exactly what they are all about. In this regard, "Jiang" has made my act of drawing the border of entry more simple and familiar.

The last time I pulled the border of entry was to walk through my consciousness and determine the existence of a "spiritual integration device". Then. Is this entry to further determine the location of the "spiritual integration device" in the 51st district? I asked myself, and yes, our goals are the same. The advantage of entering the boundary line is that none of the factors at the material phenomenon level of the illusion of doomsday will become a hindrance. This means that no matter what actions the 51st district moves on the temporary data hedging space where its base is located, it will not be able to stop the actions carried out through the boundary line.

Because, I walking in the realm is not a material entity. It is a kind of self-consciousness that walks in "the state of collective subconsciousness approaching the patients with doomsday syndrome". This doomsday illusion is based on the consciousness of patients with doomsday syndrome. It is built with the super color system as the center. Therefore, even if I did not directly enter the collective subconsciousness, I have come to the core level of the construction of this world of doomsday illusion in the form of ideology.

In theory, actions based on this level of consciousness can allow me to "reach" anywhere in the illusion of doomsday, and even perceive the existence of "reality". However, it seems that I can't control what it can do. Only Jiang has such a driving force. After all, I can't even enter the border line by myself. This is not a "dream" in the normal sense. Therefore, the phrase "I am God in my dream" should not be used here with the level of consciousness that I possess.

After confirming the purpose of entering the boundary again, although "Jiang" did not make a positive affirmation of this idea, and I could not sense the existence of "Jiang" through my body at this time, I still feel that this idea is The direction is correct. The two unique eyes reflected on the metal wall made me more convinced that it was observing what I observed through the red left eye.

So who is Bi Se ’s right eye?

"Yes ... Dorothy?" I stared at myself in the wall and asked myself. I thought no one would respond to me, so when the voice came from behind me, goose bumps all over my skin.

"Achuan?" The voice is very familiar, but, I never thought that there will be a second person in this boundary. Before I looked back, I had determined who the voice owner was. However, I did not want her to appear here at all.

I suddenly turned around, and Sue Ye didn't know when, and she stood just one shoulder away from me. This position gave a subtle feeling that she seemed to have stood there until she entered the boundary. However, I can be sure that she did not exist when she first entered the boundary.

It appears like a phantom, but the sense of existence is very real and vivid, making me unable to regard her as an illusion.

"Aye?" I could not help speaking.

"What's the matter? A Chuan, why is your face so ugly?" Sakuya said in this way, reaching out to touch me.

The vigilance in my heart made me take a step back, leaning firmly against the hard wall. Although visually, the scene including the wall is like a soft and hazy feeling in the water wave, but when actually touched, the touch is no different from the normal situation.

The cold and hard touch climbed up my spine.

Misaki should not be in this place, why is she in this place? Is Sakuya in front of him an illusion or a reality? If it was Jiang's hands and feet, why did it do so? The appearance of Misaki caused me too much confusion. This unexpected encounter prevented me from making a judgment that could persuade me in such a bad state. All my personal experience and memory information have told me that things related to Jiang will not end well. If Saki Ye in front of you is not an illusion, it is a more headache situation.

and. In front of me, there were many other factors that this Sakuya could not help but question. For example: her dress and her appearance are like returning to the age of high school students. I have seen the photos of her in high school. It is exactly the same as it is now. The quiet expression looks a bit gloomy in the shadow of bangs. Summer Skirt school uniform. He didn't wear shoes, stood there barefoot, without shadow, like a ghost. Of course, this is the boundary. If Saki Ye really came in, it is possible that the appearance does not match the actual situation. however. She didn't seem to be a bit surprised at her shape, or even my shape at this time. I could hardly recognize myself in the mirror image of the metal wall, however, she spoke to me rightfully-it was like, she It's always been there. Always by my side, paying attention to my every move.

Her interrogative tone was not like to determine whether I was Gao Chuan, but more like wondering what I was doing by staring at the wall.

Yes. Her attitude towards me at this time was too natural, but it made me feel unreal.

"Are you ... Sakuya? Is it really Sakuya?" In this realm. Any method I can think of to judge the true and false of the other party seems to be meaningless, because this is the place closest to the subconscious of patients with doomsday syndrome, and Misaki is one of the patients with doomsday syndrome. From other patients with doomsday syndrome, her existence is a little special. However, in this realm, if it is the power of "Jiang", it is not difficult to create an illusion of Sakuya.

However, compared to Sakuya really entering the boundary, I hope that what is in front of me is just an illusion-although many reasons can be found logically to prove that it is an illusion, there are many differences between this and the actual environment Saki Ye gave me the feeling, but its realism was more convincing than logical denial.

"What's the matter? Achuan?" Saki Ye didn't seem to understand my language and behavior, and cast a sideways head with vivid and doubtful eyes. She was also in the boundary, but she did not feel the pain like me. To Saki Ye in front of him, everything seemed normal, everything happened to himself, and the abnormality that happened around him was taken for granted.

I can't help but squeeze my nose bridge, shake my head and throw away the increasingly irritating noise. When I looked up again, there was no one in front of me.

"Sakuya?" I was a little surprised, and turned to look for her. At this moment, there was a flash of shadow on the metal wall behind me. My eyes couldn't help but freeze in that position, however, there was nothing but my mirror. I touched the wall, and I was pretty sure that something really slipped through here. The situation has become a bit weird. Although the last encounter with the borderline was also very unusual and unclear, but this time the weirdness has a more sense of reality.

I put my hand on my shoulder, and I did n’t look back, because on the metal wall that can be used as a mirror, the figure of the person behind was shown-a woman, who was half a head taller than me at this time, From the outline, it is certain that she is not Sakuya, but she cannot get a more detailed look from the details, because, because she can reflect a fairly clear mirrored metal wall, only a female silhouette is reflected at this time.

A feeling of being possessed by ghosts spontaneously emerged.

Even when I saw this unclear female profile, I thought she was "Jiang".

I turned around suddenly, and my unreal vision suddenly turned, and I had to lean back against the wall to support the weak body. The woman in front of me seemed to be the one reflected on the metal wall. However, after the severe dizziness diminished, it appeared in a slightly clearer vision. It was still the night that Saki disappeared suddenly before.

"Aye?" I heard my own voice, as if only I could hear it.

"Achuan, are you okay?" The calm expression on Miye's face in front of him finally fluctuated ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Anxiously and nervously, he came up and wanted to grab my hand. However, before she caught, I took the initiative to catch her. The touch in my hand is very real, not an illusory thing. The temperature and softness of flesh and blood seem to pass my skin as a warm water wave.

"Why are you here?" I asked weakly. When I opened my mouth, I felt that I was not exhaling carbon dioxide, but the sparkling ashes of Mars. The stalk in the throat made the voice burn like a hoarse.

"Don't I always be by your side?" Sakuya replied. With her help, I stood firm.

"Where is this place?" Sakuya's question finally made me feel that there was a "normal" factor.

"Here is ... the boundary." I replied cautiously: "This is not where you should be, Aye."

"No, A Chuan, no matter where you are--" Miyaki's mouth showed a warm but powerful smile, "I will be by your side. I have always been by your side." That said, her Touch, she supports my strength, her figure disappears without a trace, as if she turned off the TV screen. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (m) to vote for recommendation and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.)