The sight that cannot be seen, but can be vaguely felt, penetrates time, penetrates space, and seems to emerge from his own body, from the inside of his soul, in his every imagination and thought, and the file still can't resist this indescribable fear after seeing many strange and terrible mysterious events. The fear www.biquge.info seemed to be a substantial impression imprinted in her mind, but when she tried to scrutinize the outline of that impression, she found that it was like an ethereal mist, wriggling water, or layers of loose sand, which would change into different shapes depending on the container in which it was loaded, but therefore unable to describe its original outline.

The body of the file was as if it had been electrocuted, and the body of the strengthened third-level demon pattern messenger could not avoid the numbness, and her legs and feet were weak, and she almost sat on the ground. It wasn't until the file came back from this indescribably intense sense of fear that he couldn't be sure how long he had lost consciousness. She dared to curse, this fear is by no means ordinary, and the things that bring fear are by no means ordinary, from the perspective of human science, the so-called fear is only a physiological reaction caused by the transmission of nerve information, but the fear she has just endured is definitely not explained by this reason - maybe she is wrong, but, there is no doubt that it is this indescribable but intense fear, which brings this sense of fear, that makes it impossible for me to doubt Omi's statement.

-- Is there such a terrible thing that has been watching itself from beginning to end...... Maybe there are others, all of them.

“…… It's terrible, that, what is that? The file muttered to himself. Omi's voice seemed to come to her ears from a long distance, and she vaguely heard Omi say, "That's a 'virus'." ”

"Virus?" This term is very common, and the meaning in common sense is also very clear, but the fear felt by the file makes her dare not believe in the meaning of "virus" in common sense. She felt that Omi's call for that thing "virus" might not simply describe the characteristics of that thing, because it was not so simple to exist.

However, since Omi has spent so much time talking to himself, and he is able to react so strongly to such a thing at such a time, it makes sense, at least from the perspective of a mysterious expert, to believe Omi. Looking at Omi's behavior from this perspective, File feels that her mentality is a little calmer - as a mystery expert, when facing almost incomprehensible mystery and weirdness, she always has to take some actions that seem impersonal and break the moral shackles, she doesn't feel how "clean" she is, but the behaviors she did in the past that seemed very cruel to others are obviously just a piece of cake when compared with what Omi is doing now.

What Omi is doing now is to put almost all of humanity on the chipping table, and whether he wins or loses, at least these chips will not be able to be recovered.

The file subconsciously wiped his forehead, and after the strong sense of fear subsided, the feeling of being watched was like an illusion, which was difficult to find at this time, but the file felt like a frightened bird, unable to treat his daily life as a secret daily life.

"I, I see." When the file said this, when she said this, she felt that the resistance in her heart was much smaller than before. She tried to reorganize Omi's position and think from the other side's position, but this seemed to be futile in terms of both the known information and the available means, and the file still felt that her mind was knotted.

"You mean, have you decided to assist us?" Omi further confirmed.

"Assist...... It should be, anyway, there is no choice now, I don't want to die, I don't want to become firewood, I can't get out of this place without your consent, don't I? The file's gaze turned around, she really couldn't find anything that looked like an "exit", and since this mysterious shelter was located inside the London repeater, then, whether there was an exit or not, basically Zuo Jiang had the final say.

"If you agree, of course I'll let you out, but if you pretend to agree, what do you do after you go out, although I don't think it will be useful, but it will also waste my time and energy." Omi said on a case-by-case basis.

"So, what are you going to do? Even if I promise to assist you, there is not much I can do with my ability and identity. The file said frankly that there is nothing to hide until now, and the other party is not stupid. Or should it be said, Omi was originally a genius-like figure, and he used to be an experienced, lucky, and not stupid person, but at this time, in order to resist the mysterious fear that constantly erodes his consciousness, he has to make himself even more stupid than before. Addition and subtraction, just by using the meter, the file does not feel that he can take advantage.

On the other hand, the file knows very well that although he is in the London Repeater, which is theoretically a public asset of the NOG, the status of the Cyber Ball is obviously much higher than that of the mercenary association to which he belongs. No, from the current situation, NOG is probably finished, only the Cyberball remains, and it is only the core part of the Cybersphere under the protection of the London Repeater, and its identity and status must be re-evaluated - if it can be treated better, it is also a blessing of human favors, and it is simply a fool's dream to interfere in the affairs of the Cybersphere with such an identity, status and ability.

In terms of credibility alone, before the conspiracy was exposed, Omi was definitely higher than himself. File really felt that in Omi's plan, he was simply dispensable.

"What can you do......" Omi tilted his head and said uncertainly, "Anyway, I don't have any idea for the time being, and it's just an accident to release you...... No, maybe it's not accidental, but it's part of the script, and I'm sure I'll have such an idea at this time, and it's something they have set ......" Omi's muttering is very fresh in the eyes of the file, although he doesn't quite understand it, but if he understands the meaning literally, it makes the file feel that Omi may still not be the "last shady".

The file was a little concerned, and Omi mentioned "we" several times in the previous conversation. Previously, the file believed that Omi should occupy a central position in the group of people represented by "we", but judging from Omi's muttering, it is not entirely so, at least, Omi's importance may be unique, but it may not be the highest priority.

The file is a little curious, who are the other people in this "us" besides Omi. She had a faint feeling that she was actually familiar with these people. These people have been lurking around them, but when they are not aware of it, these people always seem to be "like-minded...... No, no, the file shook his head in his heart, in connection with Omi's previous statement, the actions of these people are, to a certain extent, consistent with the actions of the cyberball, but the same actions evolve into different purposes and results after deepening.

It's like everyone playing for a basketball title, each with a different purpose, but they need to be united in action, with the same passion for winning and great skill. But after winning the final championship, everyone will go their separate ways.

"Either way, I still hope that if I can, I can put the option of 'using these people as firewood' last." Once again the file worked hard to propose. It may seem to others to be a sign of hypocrisy, but she doesn't doubt the purity of her idea at this moment—she just doesn't want so many people to be disposed of in front of her eyes, simply, irresistibly, even if so many people, most of them, are not known to her.

"If I had a choice, I would have no opinion." Omi shrugged, "So, let's get out there, and hopefully the power generated by this repeater collision will activate the time machine as scheduled." ”

"Hasn't the time machine been activated yet?" The file was a little stunned, she had always thought that the time machine was already working.

"It's not that simple." Omi said, "Simple things can't achieve profound goals." I built a time machine, but at the end of the day, it was still a mystery - even I didn't know how I did it at the time. You know? It's like an illusion - poof, in a trance, it's already formed in front of my eyes, and I just know that I made it, and I will make it. Its appearance, like a part of the script, does not make sense, and does not need to be justified. ”

"Script?" The file had not only heard Omi describe it, but she didn't want to refute or ask deeply, and when she thought about it, she keenly felt a chill, as if to tell her that this was not something she should be exposed to now. She could vaguely understand something through the literal meaning of the word "script", but the instinct of defense prevented her from making any further associations.

The file vaguely sensed that Omi not only did not have that unique and indispensable position among "us", but that her situation might have some similarities with her own situation. On the other hand, if "Omi", who has such a powerful mind and ability, is simply a monster in human skin, and is just a chess piece, then what kind of terrible existence is happening now? When you think about it, it feels hard to accept.

She looked closely at Omi, and the face of this beautiful humanoid did not waver in any way because of the "script". The file thinks that Omi must know a lot, and must know more than himself, but since she shows no signs of resistance, does it mean that what happened to her, and the situation that made her act like this, is something she is happy to bear? In the mind of the file, I couldn't help but make such an evaluation: this monster ...... It's like a fanatic.

Omi said to the open space, "Open the door, Marceau." ”

In front of the empty place, a door suddenly appeared. The file cannot describe the size and appearance of this door, but can only say "this is a door", an impression of a door, but it does not have the characteristics that can be described, including the material. If you have to describe it, it is like seeing a door in a dream, but after waking up, you only have the cognition of "I dreamed of a door", but I do not have the memory of the details of the door.

The file wondered if there was something wrong with her eyes, but no matter how she looked at it, the "door" stood there, and she couldn't describe it anyway.

"Out of here?" The file asked.

"Ah, that's right. Do you still have a memory of this place? Omi asked rhetorically.

Just as Omi pushed open the "door" and was about to walk out, a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in the file's mind, this inspiration made her suddenly feel a heavy feeling, between urgency, she couldn't delve into it, but subconsciously asked a question: "The war on Earth has been stopped, has it?" ”

"Yes." Omi stopped and looked back at her with a calm gaze.

"As I said before, the impact of the collision of repeaters interfered with the collective subconscious of mankind and caused both sides of the war to stop moving, right?" A clear question gradually came out in the file's heart, "It's not just the humans on our side who have stopped moving, even the Nazis have not been spared, so the war has stopped, is that so?" ”

"That's right." Omi replied calmly.

"But this is an impact on the collective human subconscious, right?" The file took a deep breath and asked, "Why did the Nazis also stop their activities?" ”

Yes, in her mind and that of most occult experts, in the minds of almost everyone, today's "Nazis" are no longer the human lunatics of the Second World War in the past, but outright aliens from the physical and mental world, who have transformed themselves into "monsters". The dissection of the corpses of Nazi soldiers, the observation of their basic composition, and the psychological analysis of the barely captured captives can prove the conclusion that the opponent does not have human characteristics in both mental and physical forms.

Isn't it strange that the Nazis were still suffering "shocks on the level of the collective human subconscious"? Monsters that aren't human have suffered the same damage as humans.

"Nazi...... Is it human? The file finally asked the question that she was so concerned about.

"Yes." Omi replied calmly and surely, "The Nazis are in a sense inseparable from the collective human subconscious. ”

"How...... Possible? The heart of the file seemed to have been punched hard, and Omi's sure answer made her mind disordered, not that she felt that there was anything bad or good about the "Nazis", but that the Nazis, who had been proven to be "not human" in all aspects, were still "human". This contradictory logic made her unacceptable for a while.