Father Sissen has encountered the greatest dilemma since entering the ruins of the mayfly, and that is that there is an underlying horror that is preventing him from thinking. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info He wasn't incapable of breaking the cage of instinct, and he had absolute confidence not to succumb to these fears, madness, and despair, but the inability to think, whether it was his own survival instinct or the intuition of a mystical expert, warned him that he was completely unable to foresee the consequences of thinking deeply that he would be unable to resist. If in this world, all hardships are ascended in a ladder pattern, then it is enough to cross the current ladder, but this world is full of malicious mysteries, which are enough to inflict pain and death on people in an instant, far beyond their ability to bear.

It was nowhere to escape, it was unavoidable, it was a doom that the current ability could not deal with, and it was the most direct cause of the death of the mysterious expert.

Fr. Sissen always asks himself, is he afraid of pain and death? The answer is often yes, he doesn't feel like he's scared. However, he was not willing to suffer unwanted pain and death for no reason, or he had foreseen it, but he had to step into that devastating trap.

The act of thinking today is like the line of fire of an invisible barrel of explosives, and Father Sissen cannot see the effect of the explosion caused by this line of fire, he only feels the indescribable horror.

Even if he could not think as freely as he normally would, his experience, instinct and instinct as a mystical expert enabled him to ensure that his actions did not "go wrong" in such difficult and strange times—no, it should be said, Father Sissen could only act in this way, believing that the factors that guided his actions were correct.

An inexplicable phone rang in the ruins, and in the inexplicable receiver, a familiar and unfamiliar voice came: "I'm Sha." ”

Who is Sha? When such questions arose, Father Sissen could not help but think, and with a sense of fear as if he was walking towards a cliff, he felt as if he remembered who "Sha" was. Although this feeling of "remembering" did not dig out detailed information about the target from his memory, it made him subconsciously affirm that the speaker named "Sha" was his own person, and his predicament at this time might need her help to break it.

"I'm in trouble right now." Father Sissen said straight to the point that he did not want to exchange pleasantries, but he felt that he and the other party could not be separated for a long time, and that there was no need to do such pleasantries in the past of each other, and the relationship before he fell into such a situation, nor did he need to remind the other party of something in a roundabout way.

"I know that a huge shock from consciousness goes into the safety net. While I'm not quite sure exactly what happened, I can imagine your situation. Sha's voice was imbued with an inhuman, mechanical, electronic feel, not the tone of voice that people usually speak, and there was a clear and consistent interval between each syllable, which easily reminded Father Heeson of the electronic artificial intelligence programs of science fiction. However, on the other hand, he also subconsciously knew very well that the other party was just like artificial intelligence, but in essence, it was far beyond artificial intelligence.

"I can't think now, there's something lurking behind the act of thinking, it's scary." Father Sissen did not hide this either.

"That's because the shock of consciousness hasn't stopped, and that level of shock does cause something unpleasant." Sha said on the other side of the microphone.

"Something unpleasant?" Father Sissen felt that the other party's use of "things" to describe them instead of "situations" was a bit subtle.

"Demons arise from the gray fog and are themselves intermediate states of consciousness and matter. The previous shock of consciousness is likely to produce special demons. Sha's voice is here, as if it has lost its rhythm, and one can vaguely feel that it has emotions, but these emotions are mixed with confusion. It is this kind of "confusion" that surprises Father Sissen, because he is unable to think, so he can only use "impressions" to evaluate this Sha, and from the impression of "Sha", it is not the type of confusion. It's not so much that the other party has enough information and can find out the clues from the problems they encounter, but rather, the impression of "Sha" is not the type that will be confused because they can't find a clue.

On the other hand, when it comes to "demons", Sha herself is undoubtedly the most knowledgeable and experienced being. Because of this, Father Sissen couldn't imagine what the demon that gave Sha a headache would look like. However, since Sha had said that the previous shock of consciousness would produce terrible demons, Father Sissen was more inclined to believe this conclusion.

"Do you want me to do anything?" Father Sissen looked around at the ruins, and a warning grew in his mind, from the intuition of the occult expert, and he felt a subtle change in the atmosphere, and he couldn't tell if it was a good change or a bad change, "Whatever you want me to do, you'd better hurry, something is wrong on my side." ”

"I know what you're feeling is that the security network is being compromised." Sha said: "Because of the impact of consciousness, the gray mist and demons are multiplying, which is a state that physical beings are happy to see, they will soon awaken, and we will face the most passive situation we have ever seen." ”

At this time, Fr. Sissen confirmed at least three things: First, Sha had to do with the security network. The second is that Sha and herself are indeed on the same front, and the opponents of herself and others are demons and body lifeforms. The third is that demons are closely related to physical life, and the current situation that is unfavorable to themselves and others has the least impact on them, or rather, it will make these enemies stronger.

The enemy is thriving and our side is failing, and the consequences of the impact of consciousness are obvious, and your original plan may no longer be able to achieve the desired effect.

"Any new plans?" Fr. Sissen inquired and at the same time had an intuition that made his gaze look in the direction to the left, where what seemed to be happening, which could not be seen with the naked eye or described in words, which was a subtle, but abrupt, complex and continuous change. For a moment, he felt that he seemed to be a little dazzled, and what he saw was a little foggy.

"It is no longer possible to restore the entire safety network, some areas of the Ruling Bureau have completely lost contact, and the people we sent out under the impact of the previous consciousness, even if they can survive, they will not be able to regain consciousness as quickly as the physical life, once the physical life is the first to recover, it is completely foreseeable that our manpower will be wiped out. So, I'm going to recycle only the controllable areas and completely isolate them from the out-of-control areas. I've done the calculations that this will ensure up to a third of the area. ”

"In other words, we have to leave two-thirds of this big cake behind to secure one-third of ourselves?" Even if Fr. Sissen did not go deep into his memory to think further, he could fully hear that this was not the calculation of himself and others in the past - the expected income was too low to match his habits, but rather that the current situation was already sufficiently detailed to show that he and others had put a lot of effort into it, and the current results were clearly not satisfactory.

With a satisfactory result, you will not let yourself fall into such a miserable situation. The inability to even think deeply is a tragedy that is unique to any intelligent life. As long as you know wisdom, no one wants to be a fool all their lives. And now I have to be such an idiot.

“…… I can't think about it, and if it's a decision you make, then I can't object to it. "Fr. Sissen is not humble, and when he is unable to think, his companion who can think is even more valuable. He felt that he was a fool of last resort, and that it was more likely that fighting according to the instructions of a smart man would end better than being self-righteous.

At this time, the atmosphere in the ruins was a little tense - this was Father Sissen's own feeling, but from the naked eye, it did not change so dramatically. The anomalous changes that began in the left direction expanded in his perception, and the power of the magic pattern superpower seemed to be able to depict the general outline of this anomaly. It's like striking a tuning fork on the surface of the water, even if it's not placed in the water, it can still cause ripples. The ability to control air pressure, to monitor the atmosphere, is exactly such a ripple.

The slightest ominous smell, emerging from this ripple that could not be seen with the naked eye, made the vision even hazy, and after that, Father Sissen confirmed, it was the gray fog - the gray fog emerged from the void, they seemed to be extremely small and extremely rare particles, even the air pressure control could not be distinguished, but in a few breaths, it already had the shape of the mist.

Father Sissen does not know what the nature of gray fog is, but he knows that they are not exactly material, or that the material state is just a trait that they exhibit, and when they behave in this way, analyzing them in the way of analyzing matter can give some answers to "what are they", but not "what they really are", and even the results obtained by observing only the material state will in turn affect the perception of their other sexual characteristics.

The gray mist is such a wonderful existence, and when it reaches a certain concentration and attaches certain conditions, demons will be born from it. Summarizing the information obtained in the past, it is actually very rare for a demon to be born from the gray fog, and most of the gray fog will only cause some strange phenomena, and it is not a "demon" that constitutes a more real life. On the other hand, Father Sissen is not afraid of the current situation, or rather, because the current situation is a large amount of gray mist, and the demons that are likely to appear, maybe there are physical life, but these are all things that he knows, he has dealt with many times, and he knows things, so he will not feel afraid. He even remembered Father Edward, his former godfather, a terrifying creature capable of transforming nine hundred and ninety-nine demonic forms.

"Here they are." Father Sissen said to Sha on the other side of the earpiece.

"Don't get entangled with them, your area is close to uncontrollable, and the primal life will be harvested as soon as possible. I've sent it over, but she's not going to get into the runaway zone. Before she and you can join up, you must make your own way to the nearest safe area where the network is under control. Sha replied.

Immediately afterward, an electric sensation of stimulation was triggered from the earpiece, but Father Sissen did not feel that the stimulation was coming from the ear, but from the back of the neck. He subconsciously touched his stamina, where there were very hard lines that were different from the skin, as well as many small holes. Then, his memory fed back that it was the interface of the prosthetic body, and nearly a third of his body had undergone prosthetic transformation.

This transformation reminds him of Gao Chuan, but his own prosthetic is not exactly the same as Gao Chuan's.

Although it is impossible to think deeply, it is driven by the fighting instinct, and when Father Sissen has developed the consciousness of his own prosthesis, the prosthetic body has already begun to enter the combat state. The stimulation from the earpiece is not a time current, but an encrypted intelligence, which is decoded and disassembled after entering the prosthesis, forming complex formulas in his mind, and at the same time, it also makes him feel that these formulas flow from the blood vessels and nerves into every corner of the body.

I can't think on my own, but these formulas can think, and it can even be said that at the logical level of a certain range, these formulas will directly give more precise results in a shorter period of time than if they were thinking on their own. They are like a kind of mental template, a supporting brain, another soul that resides in this prosthesis.

Father Sissen doesn't feel that his current self is weaker than his original self in terms of combat ability, of course, if it is compared to the possibility of reversing the battlefield, it is much weaker, because he is not fighting with wisdom, but more like a weapon driven by a predetermined behavior pattern. Without thinking, miracles cannot be created, and the limits of thinking determine the limits of behavior, a philosophy that Father Sissen has always believed in.

Moreover, formulaic actions cannot get out of the trap, and once they fall into a tug-of-war, they will be caught by the enemy because of their lack of creativity, leading to inevitable defeat. Therefore, Father Sissen did not want to entangle with the enemy in such an unfavorable state at all.

After confirming that the information transmitted from Sha had marked a feasible route, Father Sissen directly crushed the microphone and stepped on the phone, in his own way to eliminate the possible tracking of the enemy. Then, in his thoughts, the air began to roll. The gray mist also began to stir restlessly.