The 10% increase in the output of the nest emptied the weirdness within 10 meters of the surrounding area in the blink of an eye, and although the weirdness was still breeding, the strange wave that could not be avoided in any way was finally contained. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info In Takakawa's retina screen, the rate of weird replenishment has not kept up with the speed at which they are being cleaned up. The most obvious thing is that the volume of the strange wave under the overall observation has begun to shrink slightly. Takakawa could also feel that the monsters that were suppressed under the well were struggling, roaring, trying to put pressure on the lair from the inside, but it was useless, in Takakawa's hands, the mystery of ky3000pro was enough to add to the level that the weirdness that had appeared so far in this deepest night could not be resisted, as he thought, annihilating these weirdness did not need to maintain the output for twenty-four hours at all.

When the loss of the weird wave reaches a certain limit, the receding of the volumetric range is even more pronounced. Standing at the heart of the quiet and dark lair, Takakawa observes it all with data transmission. Mysterious matrix streamers flowed across the walls around him, and spread along the data lines onto his prosthetic body, like patches of tattoos that were strange and full of some kind of logic. The information gathered in the brain hardware is processed and transmitted to other parts of the work, and the process is actually silent, but Takakawa can hear it from the native brain, as if to complete the electronic sound of the scene.

As the battle progresses faster, all the images that should have taken shape in my mind have all turned into numbers, letters, figurative texts and a lot of gibberish, most of which are things that Takakawa can't understand, even the invincible intuition of the past can't tell what they are talking about, but it is these "incomprehensible" things that are the original meaning of the mystery - although it cannot be understood, it does have an effect, constitutes movement, forms phenomena, and interferes with what is seen in front of you.

After the erodation of the strange wave reaches the second limit, it flows back into the streets behind it like a low tide. The grain field, which was originally roaring with guns and cannons, and the battle situation heating up, suddenly cooled down to freezing. The sudden silence replaced the terrifying noise, and the lair's emitter was still spinning, as if there was only one sound left between heaven and earth.

Matrix streamers rushed across the surface of the nest, and they were like sharp blades, causing the nest case to begin to disintegrate in their tracks. The Rubik's Cube system began to reorganize, disintegrating into blocks that overlapped each other, and the huge volume seemed to be compressed, repacked into the size of a suitcase. Gao Chuan grabbed the handle of KY3000PRO and gently shook it to lie down on the ground beside him, as if she was asleep. Not far from the two of them, an ominous sound came from the well, but this voice was obviously far away, Gao Chuan didn't know what the monster under the well looked like from beginning to end, but since it was interesting to retreat, he didn't plan to kill it all, after all, in this deepest night, weirdness is completely impossible to eradicate, and killing the monster under the well right now will not get any benefit.

If the other monsters were so knowledgeable and avoidant of Takakawa's passes, Takakawa wouldn't easily trouble them.

The little girl who was woken up looked around, didn't seem to be awake yet, and asked, "Am I asleep?" ”

"Yes." Takakawa said. Although it had only gone through a large-scale annihilation battle before, there was no difference between before and after for the little girl who couldn't see the weirdness. If anything, it was that Takakawa no longer prevented her from approaching the well.

"The music box is down there." The little girl said as if emphasizing, but she was lying on the edge of the well, and looked a little troubled, for it was not easy to get what she wanted from a well full of water. By this time, the village had lost the light of the nest fire, and was once again plunged into an unsettling darkness, even darker than before. The little girl didn't seem to be afraid of such an environment at all, but for Takakawa, this was undoubtedly a change in the depths of the night, and it also meant that the mastermind hiding here had begun to take further action.

"Help me." The little girl looked at Takagawa with a pleading gaze.

"Can you still hear that voice?" Takakawa confirmed again.

The little girl nodded.

"Okay, I'll help you." Takakawa has always felt that the incident formed by "Little Girl" and "Music Box" has a special meaning, and this is not an incident that can be directly crossed.

Takakawa once again confirmed the movement below with a chain decision, and without further hesitation, jumped into the well. Then, he heard a voice.

It was like someone singing, and it was like a crisp sound from a music box, but Takakawa couldn't tell which direction it was coming from, and when he was outside the well, he couldn't hear the sound at all, so he thought it was coming from the well, however, in a mysterious event, there would be no such thing as a matter of course. Gao Chuan couldn't feel the buoyancy in the well water at all, he seemed to have fallen into the void, and kept falling, and when he raised his head for the first time to look outside the well, there was no wellhead above. It was pitch black, like a gateway to an infinitely spreading distance.

Gao Chuan felt that this time it was likely that he would enter a deeper nesting layer again, how many nesting layers were there in this deepest night? He didn't want to go deep so quickly, because he felt that the person he was looking for was in the same level as the weird frenzy, but no one could know the outcome of his choice in advance. Gao Chuan chose to help the little girl salvage the music box, so the current situation is what he will inevitably endure.

It's not good or bad, and although I don't feel the need to go down so deep, there is no actual evidence that the person I'm looking for is where the weird frenzy is. Maybe I was wrong, but the act of helping the girl was actually helping myself.

With that in mind, Takakawa calmly waited for the fall to slow down - he didn't think that the mystery here was enough to support a "deep well without a bottom."

The sudden resistance was still very small, but in the process of falling, it was undoubtedly a very obvious change, and then, Gao Chuan felt as if he had hit something light and fragile, in the darkness, he couldn't see anything at all, and there was no feedback from the chain judgment, and sensibility was the only thing that proved that he still existed. It is precisely this sensibility that reacts very keenly to any situation that interferes with oneself.

The direction changes abruptly, and the downward trend inexplicably becomes a forward trend, which may be in a hurry for others, but for Gao Chuan, who is accustomed to his own speed sweeping characteristics, this trend change is like a speed sweep that changes all the external forces acting on himself to the thrust in the same vector direction, and there is no need to think at all, and the prosthetic body and brain hardware have been adjusted efficiently.

Takakawa lifted the KY3000Pro and used a weapon like a giant suitcase to act as a shield in front of him. A window suddenly appeared in front of him, and without warning, he slammed into it. There was a loud crash, and shards of glass and wood began to fly, and what was originally a dark front of his eyes, and a clear and complex picture squeezed into Takakawa's field of vision.

Even if his body was still in mid-air, and the scattered debris had just swirled away from his body, Gao Chuan had already confirmed that what he had finally broken into was a huge church-like space, with seats large enough to accommodate a hundred people lined up in front of the stage, divided into three columns on the left, middle and right, and 90% of the seats were already full. These people look no different from normal people, no maverick temperament, no unusual clothing, just like those ordinary people who entered the church to pray before the start of the Third World War, these people are surrounded by a strong smell of "world peace" - this is the strangest place, the Third World War has already deteriorated the living environment of ordinary people to the point that it is difficult to live on the ground, whether it is social atmosphere and behavioral habits, People everywhere have long since changed completely different from the peaceful days of the past.

However, these people in front of Takakawa seem to have stood still before World War III.

He was even more sure that this was not the evidence of the ordinary situation, that these people did not seem to hear the sound of the windows being smashed at all, nor did they see the Takakawa flying in, each meditating and praying in his place, and a solemnity peculiar to a church ritual surrounded them, making them silent about the intrusion of foreign objects.

Gao Chuan fell to the ground, and the fragments of glass and wood were scattered on the ground, and at this time, he heard the voice again, this time the vocals were clearer and more humane, making people feel that they were singing live, but the melody of the music box was incompatible with the singing, although it was crisp, but it was intertwined with the vocals, which was particularly awkward.

Takakawa looked up, and he quickly confirmed that the voice he had heard—whether it was a singer or a music box—was in front of the church. However, this time, he didn't feel that the singer had anything to do with "Jiang". is also a singing, whether it is a content, a melody, or a good feeling, it doesn't have the feeling that a little girl brings when she sings. When it comes to the content of the song, Takakawa doesn't understand what it is at all, and the singer seems to be using a foreign language and tone, although it is novel and grotesque, it does not make Takakawa feel that it is a highly mysterious situation at all.

On the other hand, it seemed to be accompaniment, but to Takakawa's ears, it was disturbing the singer's music box on the table, and the singer gazed at it affectionately.

Although the two melodies that permeated the church were incompatible, and even harsh and chaotic, the people sitting on the pews did not act at all disgusting, just listened quietly and silently, or turned a deaf ear to the sound.

Gao Chuan's chain decision scanned everyone in the blink of an eye, and the brain hardware also presented the results on the retina screen in an instant. Among the more than 90 people who seemed to be cultists, the group they were familiar with was on a row of seats in the center, which were Sakiya, Hakkei, Shirai, and Morino of the Whisperers, and it was inferred that the people who were seated near them were the same group of people who were camping. Of course, Takakawa didn't know anyone other than the whisperer. In this way, the congregants on both sides of the sect, although they seem to be ordinary people, give people the feeling of holding everyone hostage in the camp.

If it is a good thing to find everyone in the camp, then this result proves the correctness of Takakawa's choice to salvage the music box for the little girl - and this right thing, in Takakawa's experience, must be done. Now, in addition to taking everyone from the camp, he has to take the music box.

And the scene in front of you can be imagined, whether it is to take away the campers or take away the music box, it will trigger a series of strange changes. The trouble is not only that, the expressions of the people in the camp who are exactly the same as the people around them are indifferent to external affairs, as if to tell Gao Chuan that it is not so simple for him to take everyone away.

As Takakawa surveyed his surroundings, the window glass and wood fragments he had shattered were like going back in time, turning back into the pane and returning to its normal appearance. Nothing was visible outside the glass, and the distant darkness enveloped the church, making it appear to be the only tangible building in the place.

I'm alone here. Although Takakawa has always been alone, in such an environment, the loneliness conveyed by those emotions is stronger than ever. The people who know it are right in front of them, and the others seem to be just ordinary people who don't matter, but when the loneliness that has been cut by the brain and hard body grows, it is like watering the weeds with sufficient nutrients, and it grows unchecked. Therefore, Gao Chuan immediately confirmed that there was a more obvious and aggressive mysterious power at the level of spiritual consciousness. The mere manifestation of this power is enough to prove that the mystery of this nested layer is indeed greater than that of the previous layer.

Although the brain and hardware could not completely clean up this negative emotion called loneliness, Takakawa did not waver at all. He had experienced more despair than that he had experienced many times. Emotions are taken back by himself, and for him, this level of emotion, even if negative, can be called "enjoyment" to some extent.

Savoring this sense of loneliness that grows like a weed, Takakawa feels more like a "normal human".

However, he is not a normal human being in the true sense of the word.

In Takakawa's retina screen, all the observable existences in the church are in the form of data, forming an extremely complex evaluation equation. He couldn't read the equation, but all he needed was the result—how he should make a move.

Because, just killing all the disciples in front of you may not be enough, and even killing without adequate preparation will only allow the enemy's conspiracy to succeed. You know, the Doomsday Shinrikyo is the best at using the deaths of others and one's own to perform sacrificial rituals. (To be continued.) )