Of course, Takakawa also hopes to live longer, but he is not naïve, and when the opponent is the kind of thing that cannot be understood, there is no way to win the final victory without paying a terrible price. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoIn a sense, he won't live long, but in another sense, "Takakawa" will always live, inheriting the dream of inheriting the Takakawa personality from before has never stopped, and he doesn't allow himself to survive just for the sake of a mere current self-personality.

As a prosthetic Gao Chuan, he has had a mission since he was born, and this is not a mission that he is forced to accept, but a mission that he is willing and must carry out as a "Gao Chuan". Probably all people who insist on the uniqueness of their own personality are incomprehensible.,Although the current goth girl is born from the self-will of many personality residues.,But it seems that you can't understand "Takakawa". For them, the death of the One Self means a death in the true sense of the word, which is more complete than physical death.

"Takakawa" is different, and the "Takakawa" who have survived from the continuous death, birth, and inheritance of their personalities have different ways of observing the world and observing themselves.

In the goth girl's disapproving sarcasm, Takakawa remained silent. He didn't plan to know what the goth girl thought of "Takakawa", nor did he plan to understand her thoughts, let alone change her perception. The existence of Takakawa as "Takakawa" is a matter of course for Takakawa himself, and this kind of naturalness does not need to be commented on by outsiders, nor does it need to be made to others feel that it is correct.

Because, this is not the right thing to do.

And it's just that "Takakawa" exists, lives, and thinks.

Takakawa, who burned like a humanoid torch, just asked the goth girl, "Do you want to continue?" He could feel as if his boiling emotions had no end, and if the battle continued, he would inevitably burn until everything that constituted himself burned to ashes, and from ashes to nothingness, and then nothing remained. Maybe the Eye of Dorothy, who lives high in the sky, will stop Takakawa from doing this before it becomes like that, after all, this trap, this back-to-the-water, hysterical power, has never been prepared for anyone or non-human outside of the "virus" and the "river".

In this apocalyptic fantasy, the color center and Super Dorothy have made various arrangements, but from Takakawa's own feelings, these arrangements are not perfect, even if it is just talking about the current traps and combat methods, it can only be regarded as a prototype, and it is used to deal with the "virus" and "Jiang", and the chance of winning is probably less than one in a thousand. After all, the current Gaochuan is not the Gaochuan in the final sense of the word.

"No, although this trap has some praise, but in general, I already know." The Goth Maiden said, "Listen to my advice, don't think that this trap can stop the monster in the collective subconscious of mankind, if you take the initiative to seek death, my side will also be very distressed." Especially you, Mr. Takakawa, I hope you can honestly survive until my plan is completed. ”

"That's not what the kidnappers of the whisperers should say." Gao Chuan sneered slightly.

"Kidnapping? Say whatever you want, though, from the beginning, I wasn't going to do anything to the whisperers. The Goth Maiden's voice softened, "I'm just going to make sure you can use the power you have on your own terms." If you don't have the Three Immortals, or if you are constrained in using it, it's likely that my plan will fail. ”

Sure enough, as File and others said, her purpose was to forcibly create a rift between Takakawa and the Central Duchy, and then let Takakawa re-enter the stage as a more neutral single force. But as these people believe, even if the relationship with the government of the central principality becomes cold, Takakawa does not intend to return the Three Immortals Island, this huge force is indispensable to deal with the young Takagawa and even the "Jiang" behind him.

"I see." Takakawa's answer was not much hesitation. After a pause, he added, "Will the night last?" I hope to get those innocent people to leave. ”

"Innocent?" The goth girl said calmly, "It is not innocent to be chosen by the deepest night. Everything that happens to them is a reflection of their own hearts. Do you want to say that they are ordinary people? Are you a good guy? I don't know if it's good or not, the only thing I'm sure of is that there are no living people here for a long time. ”

No living people? Gao Chuan was a little stunned, only to hear the Goth Maiden continue: "I don't know what you saw in the deepest night, but you want to save them as before, it's just in vain, they are just a group of ghosts who don't know that they are dead. The materiality that they embody, that you feel, is nothing more than an illusion that can only appear in this deepest night. ”

"Including that girl?" Takakawa remembered the girl who was suspected of being a counterfeit "E", and the not very strong Takakawa clone.

"No, what the hell is going on with that girl, I still need to investigate......" said the goth girl, waving the umbrella in her hand again, this time the devouring darkness did not appear, only Takakawa felt dizzy.

Takakawa only felt that he was being pushed into the boundless darkness by a force, and he felt that he was falling again. When Takakawa realized where he was standing, he found himself standing in the alley of the village. It's the middle of the night, but I don't know where it's falling. Takakawa believed that if Dorothy wanted to stop the goth girl, then the goth girl would never have left the trap easily, and now, she had left with herself.

Dorothy and her, Cyberball and Black Nest, have reached a new intention to work together - probably after leaving the night of the night, you can hear such news. Gao Chuan thought so, and glanced at the contact system on the retina screen, and the signal was still blocked. Takakawa looked around again, and also didn't find Sakiya, Hakkei, Shirai, and Morino, and didn't know if they were still in that church, or if they had been sent out into the night, but at this time, there was no need to worry about their safety.

The reason for the attack on the camp has been clarified, and the whisperers have been found, although they want to rescue the people in the deep night, but their situation is special, and it seems that there is no possibility of recovery for a long time, although it is impossible to intuitively judge whether people like the young couple are alive or like the Goth Girl, they are no longer "alive", but, when the Goth Girl said that, Takakawa also had a hazy feeling about the abnormality of the people here.

There were so many secrets in the night that Takakawa felt that he probably couldn't figure it out. There was only one thing left for him to do now. He took the music box out of his pocket and opened the lid again. The inexplicable and serene melody flowed out, embellishing the eerie night around them. There were still a lot of weirdness wandering around the village, but it seemed that the sound of the music box could not be heard, so it did not gather.

Takakawa wanted to fulfill his promise and give the music box to the girl, no matter what kind of anomaly she was and whether it had anything to do with "Jiang". Gao Chuan didn't know where she was now, and where she was now, vaguely different from the previous village. He only remembered the girl's sensitivity to the sound of the music box, and that she had followed the sound at first, naturally moving from one nesting layer to another in the depths of the night, and now, perhaps she could also appear beside him with this sensitivity and the usual quality.

When the melody of the music box was repeated, Takakawa had an indescribable feeling, and he subconsciously turned his body and saw that in the dark and turbid night, the small body was standing three meters away. She was quiet, and there was a shadow on the ground, but it still made people feel that it was a ghost. The little girl's face was no longer visible, whether Gao Chuan was observing it with the naked eye, with a retinal screen, or with a chain judgment, that face was covered with a thick layer of shadows, leaving only lips in the outline of her facial features, and her limbs, from knees to soles of feet, from elbows to fingertips, were also coated with a layer of shadows, and it made people feel that they were about to merge with the muddy and gloomy night. Unlike when I first saw her, she now makes people wonder whether she is alive or dead, or in a process from life to death.

It made her more of a ghost.

Even so, Gao Chuan still knew that "she" was the little girl he was looking for.

"Here's your music box." Takakawa didn't know what had happened to the little girl after he left, and if more had happened to the young couple and the old hunter. He didn't ask anything more, he didn't have any curiosity, he just sighed in his heart about something that had already happened and that he couldn't undo - even if he didn't know what kind of story it was.

He handed over the music box in his hand. The melody had begun for the third time, and before it was finished, the little girl grabbed the music box and closed the lid.

After the melody was truncated, an unusual, obscure but slightly warmer breath floated in the air. It was in this unusual silence that the little girl's only remaining lips showed a smile and quietly disappeared in front of Gao Chuan.

Takakawa's brain and hardware worked, dispelling the emotions that had grown from his heart one by one. Takakawa calmly walked up the slope and returned to the house where the bonfire had been lit, but since this was no longer the village it used to be, Takakawa naturally did not find the young couple and the old hunter in it, and the bonfire did not exist, and there were no holes in the roof. Takakawa walked into the room, looking out at the alleyways of the village from above, just as he had done before, but now he didn't need to look for a way out of the night.

After that, Takakawa picked up the wood again and lit a bonfire in the room. He sat alone by the campfire, staring at the leaping flames, and there was a feeling of exuberance in his heart, but it was dispelled by the brain and hardware in an instant. He got the job done. Although there are still mysteries, there are secrets that people want to find out, and there are people who want to help but may not be able to help, but he still completed the task. In terms of his goal of entering the deep night, the result should have been satisfactory, but he thought he could have done more and better.

In any case, Takakawa will not be confused by such emotions, nor will he stay where he is with such a mood. He tightened the trench coat on his body, although the prosthetic body was not afraid of the wind and cold, but everything that happened today made him feel a rehearsal, and after replacing the "virus", he would feel the deep despair and chill.

In this silent, distorted, melancholy, desperate, and cold night, Takakawa closed his eyes by the campfire. The dark curtain fell, enveloping his mind and leaving him to a deep sleep, and this time, he didn't dream again. Whether it is rising or falling, whether it is bizarre or lurking and wriggling, it is as if it is far away.

When he woke up again, the sunlight had already shone through the sloping, rotting window frames, casting long specks of light on him. The bonfire had long since been extinguished, leaving only a place of ashes, and he touched it, but there was not even any residual warmth. And, judging by the information on the retina screen, it was more as if a bonfire had never been lit - it was as if no one had been in this room for a long time, leaving only traces of him alone.

Takakawa walked out of the room, out of the house, and walked on the ramp, only to see that the appearance of the village was also very different from the last time he arrived at the village during the day, except that the outline and orientation of the building were consistent, and those differences made people feel that the villages he had seen twice during the day were different villages.

If you want to say which one is more realistic, in fact, Takakawa can't say. I just felt that this time, I would definitely be able to leave the village.

Thinking so, the communication signal on the retina screen is already on.

It was a liaison from the Political Department of the Central Principality in Australia, and he opened the communication and said, "I'm Gao Chuan. With that, the swift sweep had already begun, and it was rushing towards the coordinates of the Three Immortals Island.

At the same time, more contacts were accessed, including cyberballs, NOGs, files and other private identities, and unlike the Central Duchy, although they also inquired about the loss of contact, they all asked about the New Age Gospel, and the Central Duchy's focus was on the situation of the camp. Although the inquiries from the government of the central principality seemed calm, Gao Chuan felt that the development would not exceed expectations, and he had to rush back to Sanxian Island in the shortest possible time, otherwise he would face more obstacles. He wanted to turn all the situations that had room for him into a fait accompli before the Central Duchy made the expected decision, which may not be the best solution, but it was also a solution to the problem. (To be continued.) )