I knew I was going to run into Father Edward on this peninsula.

The clues I have gathered so far prove that the activities of the seminar have attracted the attention of most of the "invaders" in this world. Although I can guess that the birth of "Paradise" is actually the result of the Doomsday Shinrikyo using repeaters to make wishes in the Doomsday Fantasy, of course, because of the active torchlight, the birth of "Paradise" has naturally deviated, but in any case, research on "Paradise" has begun, and various conspiracies around "Paradise" have tried to use the plan of the Doomsday Shinrikyo to pave the way for their own plans. The forces on the peninsula are very complex these days, although most of them do not come forward openly, but participate in a cryptic and secret way - I am very familiar with this style of covert operations, because this is what mysterious organizations do best.

Although Father Edward is a powerful loner, his plans cannot be completed on his own, and most of the preparations require interfering with the actions of each side and using the plans of the other side to complete his own plans. I am well aware of the freedom and constraints, the power and the limitations of the lone wanderer, and so far, I have never seen a lone wanderer who can control the whole situation in his hands, turn others into puppets in his hands, and on the contrary, while acting as a chess player, he has to turn himself into a pawn.

Just as I myself have to see what I can see, I am always ready to interfere with the plans of others that I can observe and participate in, and fine-tune my own plans according to the specific situation. The whole plan has always been a draft that is constantly revised, and it is simply impossible to implement it little by little according to the established steps.

My plan is in terms of phase goals and process details. It has been revised countless times in mind, and it is very different from the original draft plan. And this is not without drastic changes in the outside world, as well as the deepening of one's own cognition, and the reason why it has to be corrected.

I don't think Father Edward would be an exception.

If he wants to complete his plan. The same many people who were running around, interfering with whatever he knew and thought would affect his own plans, what was happening on the peninsula today, and its subsequent effects, was of course something he had to pay close attention to. Otherwise. Why did he secretly assist Area 51 in completing the Black Smoke Face? I have reason to believe that there must be some kind of mutual influence between the Black Smoke Face and the Saya virus, and this influence is absolutely impossible to be cracked and reused by the current Area 51. It is hypothesized that over time, Area 51 may also reach the possibility of completely freeing itself from the effects of the Xaya virus. But they just don't have the time. On the flip side, Father Edward certainly had the potential to create the illusion that the people of Area 51 would feel that he could fully control the face of black smoke and eliminate all hidden dangers. But even if they know that they can't completely eliminate the hidden danger for the time being, they can still see this hidden danger as the link between Area 51 and Father Edward.

At all costs. There is no evidence to convince me that Area 51 could have completely discarded Father Edward's plans. Father Edward has always been a prominent member of the Doomsday Shinrikyo in the past, if Area 51 cooperates with the Doomsday Shinrikyo. Then, the tacit understanding of Area 51, the Doomsday Shinrikyo and Father Edward will naturally be hostile and vigilant to the NOG. Because they really have a basis for cooperation, and that basis can even guarantee that they take what they need - and that's what I can understand, and the worst possible judgment of the NOG about the current situation.

And so it goes. Father Edward appeared before me and said these words to me. Of course, it can also be seen as a warning for an organizational union. I don't think they can be at such a time. He focused all his energy on the operation to strangle me, and perhaps this is the reason why I didn't face the final weapon in the first place after losing my observation of Tomie. I know very well how strong I am when I reach the fourth level of the Demon Pattern, and how many backs I have, but I also know that even this kind of self is not invincible.

Neither the ability to walk on consciousness, nor the fact that I've reached the "Consciousness as a Reference" Swift Sweep Super, is not enough to be 100% sure that I can win against the final weapon. In my theory, "river" and "virus" are two in one, and "river" is only a humanized result of my observation of "virus", and this humanized result will quickly favor "virus" with the loss of observation of the humanoid river and the observation of the "river" in the body. And "virus" is undoubtedly not beneficial to everyone, which is completely in line with the negative connotation of the word "virus". What's even more terrifying is that probably the "virus" is not deliberately aimed at human beings, and its activities do not have any bad feelings or good feelings towards human beings, it just follows its own way of life and unconsciously brings terrible consequences to people. Patients with doomsday syndrome are simply the natural changes that occur because of the "virus".

Just as we can't complain about natural disasters, we can only try to weaken them and control them, but when such natural disasters are "unobservable" but actually have an effect, how can we deal with them?

I was born from the apocalyptic fantasy of the past, and I experienced the reality of the hospital, and only then did I learn the concept of "virus", but if I didn't experience the reality of the hospital, then I could only go through the apocalyptic process itself, and like the people of the Internet Ball, I thought hard and pursued, such a concept that guided the apocalyptic process.

It is almost impossible for people in the Doomsday Illusion to know the reality of the hospital, and conversely, the people in the hospital can only speculate from the number of jù, but cannot intuitively observe the situation of the Doomsday Vision. Only special people can cross this invisible boundary, and at the same time, try to understand their own existence from a different perspective. It is understandable that such a person is called the "chosen one".

Even the "chosen ones" like me, Dorothy, and Tiese have no difficulty understanding the existence of "Jiang" and "Virus", and can only depict almost utopian theories in the parts they can understand, and in the process, I believe that they, like me, understand that they do not actually have it, and it is impossible for them to truly recognize such a existence. Its existence has a transcendence.

"River" is the only consolation. Because, in theory, in my observations, the table is relatively mild. However, if there is not even a zài in the "river". All we have to do is the terrible "virus".

I gained strength and hole cards because of "Jiang", and showed an unusually strong side in front of others, which can be considered beneficial to myself for the time being, but when "Jiang" disappeared and the "virus" side was revealed. What are these powers and hole cards? Of course, what was originally a beneficial force can also be turned into a "harmful erosion".

And in the hypothesis, the ultimate weapon that belongs to the embodiment of the "virus" will make me look weak, which is completely understandable.

I'm not completely unscrupulous. When Tomie is gone, and there are no other humanoid rivers around him, the only consolation is the instinctive fear that arises from time to time in the body because of the existence of "Jiang". It proves that the "river" still exists, and then proves that the "virus" is not yet close. This familiar, comforting fear is like a natural radar for "virus" detection. Until now. It doesn't get any more accurate.

But even so, the fact that the humanoid river cannot be observed also hints at the activity of the "virus". It's still something I can't ignore.

At this time, Father Edward's warning, in my eyes, does not only represent those large and ambitious mysterious organizations, but also the activity of the "virus" hidden behind the activities of these mysterious organizations. Through his actions and words, I can vaguely feel the threat brought about by the activity of the "virus".

I don't know in the eyes of Father Edward. What kind of expression did I have at this time? I'm trying hard to maintain my mentality, after all. This was one of the outcomes I had long anticipated. However, Father Edward's eyes occasionally showed him. I'm still a little confused.

I think he can feel that the reason why I avoided the words and changed the topic was not because I was "frightened by the big forces", but because there was a deeper reason. I also think that it is precisely because he does not understand this reason that he is a little curious about my watch.

Even so, I still wouldn't tell him anything about the "virus", because it wasn't what I planned.

There are many inaccuracies in Father Edward's words, and he is not lying, but merely trying to weaken my resentment with words. But I know that this plan, which is tacitly promoted by the majority of the forces, has an extremely obscure "ritual", and when I see the altar, even if it is not yet activated, I can intuitively feel that it is a sacrificial ritual.

It is probable that once these people have confirmed the "nightmare" and the condition of the sick has reached the desired level, they will be sacrificed. Although I think so, I do not know what kind of level the patients need to achieve in order to satisfy them in terms of the state of the "nightmare", or the change of the whole "nightmare". On the other hand, the rumors and beginnings of the "deepest night" also prove that the other party's plan must have such an indicator.

I can see through a lot of things, but it's useless to put it in plain sight here.

"Let's talk about Marceau." I said, "And that woman, who the hell is she?" ”

Father Edward was silent for a few moments before he smiled and continued his words. I didn't give him any guarantees, and I believe that he actually understood my attitude, and that we were hostile in this part of the nightmare. At the same time, I also believe that neither I nor he intends to settle this hostility in the present. We still have time to use each other for our own plans.

Although I am afraid of the activity of the "virus", I will not be afraid to confront a large organization like Doomsday Shinrikyo and Area 51. And this attitude of mine has been fully known to the man in front of me.

In the current situation, such a statement is sufficient.

Father Edward said to me: "Marceau, unlike you, is very adaptable to new medicines, and she is the only one who has almost no side effects among all the patients who take them. Even, I personally think......" he paused, as if he wasn't sure, "that the new drug had helped her grow. ”

"Growth? What is the growth? I frowned a little, "growth" seems like a good word, but it doesn't exactly mean the good aspects when placed in a specific environment and targeted anomalies.

"I can't describe it either, we can't get into her consciousness now. Even she is connected to nightmares. Father Edward's cousin was cautious, "The mysterious seed I planted in her is completely out of my control. ”

"Sure enough. You've really implanted a mystical seed in her. I said calmly, "You're not satisfied?" Out of control? But the last time we met, you said that you would lose control zhì because of the loss of the core demon of creation and control zhì in disguise. ”

"Nope." He waved his hand and said, "She was chosen in the first place because." That Marceau in London outside. At one point, I thought it was the result of that Marceau's intervention using repeaters...... But that doesn't seem to be the case. Even so, Marceau here is special. It's as if the mystical seed activates her particularity. ”

"As a result, you still haven't told me how Marceau is now." I said, "Where is she?" ”

"It's in this manor." "I just went to visit her and brought her some fairy tales," said Father Edward...... But he frowned, "But obviously, she is very unfriendly." I think you'd better be careful. ”

Hearing him say that, I was relieved. His tone did not hide Marceau's mental problems. In all probability. The mentally ill Marceau made him suffer some dark losses, but it also proved that even in the face of Father Edward, Marceau was capable of protecting himself.

"Why is Marceau here?" I asked.

"The seven patients were all selected, and it has actually been proved that in the process of drug testing, each representative reaction will occur." Father Edward said: "Therefore, the seven were placed separately. And other ordinary patients. After taking the new medicine, according to the results, they will also be arranged to the places where each of the seven people is. ”

"What about you? What is the identity? A place where the sick are housed. It's not like ordinary people can come and go at will, right? The gaze of the seminar is also the gaze of all parties, do you no longer need to hide your whereabouts? ”

I continued to ask. Father Edward seems to know more about the current situation in the hospital than I do, and perhaps he has secured a position as an employee in the hospital. I'm not sure, just because I don't think Father Edward is going to be like those rats hiding in the stinking gutter. But since he is in contact with me openly. I think it must be because he has acquired such an identity.

"Psychiatric hospitals also need priests." Father Edward smiled. So said.

"So, what about this woman?" I looked inside. The woman crouching in the corner and weeping, as if completely unaware of it, was standing in the doorway with Father Edward and I talking. She was immersed in her own world, and the smell was familiar to me, because I often saw something similar in Mae.

"She used to be just an ordinary mental patient." Speaking of this woman, Father Edward's expression was a little more solemn, "However, after taking the new medicine, Marceau did something to become what it is now. If you're interested, you can take a look at her face and it might surprise you. There was a hint of banter in his tone, and I could tell that the so-called "surprise" was actually the antonym.

I couldn't grasp any more information, it was as if Father Edward was tempting me to confront the woman.

"If necessary, I'll do it." I say.

"I'm curious what you'll see from her face, and ...... What will become of her when she is seen by you. "Well, then, as compensation for my broken promise a while ago, I will give you free news: the secret of the reason why District 51 can be so powerful lies in a chip." I think maybe you'll be interested in that chip, if you're really going to fight them. ”

Chip? I vaguely felt something. However, Father Edward was vague. Ignoring me, he drew a cross to the woman in the room with the piety and compassion of a priest, and said something like, "A beginning must have an end, and this is the truth," and walked steadily towards the door.

I watched him leave the manor before returning to his room. Father Edward said that Marceau is here, that should not be a lie, and the particularly strong sense of abnormality here may be generated by Marceau. Before I found her, though, I couldn't help but think of what had happened before I walked out of the room and met Father Edward.

Father Edward said, "You should look at her." Before, there were already ashes on the ground to piece together the text: "Why don't you look at her?" ”

I don't think both sentences were the actions of Father Edward. So, who is expressing the thoughts of the ashes on the ground? Is it Marceau? I have not seen evidence from Father Edward that he also knew the Ashes Writings.

I've encountered enough anomalies along the way. However, most of them are presented in the form of "hallucinations", and of course the previous ash text may also be an illusion - because it is an illusion, it may also be a reflection of my inner heart.

I took a deep breath, and there were too many hints that there might be something wrong with this woman's face. Even so, I decided to find out what was going on.

I walked briskly back to my room, half-crouched down beside the weeping woman, and said to her, "Why are you crying? The woman's shoulders shrugged, and I suddenly felt that my tone was a little stiff, as if I was scolding the enemy, and I couldn't help but lower my voice, "Maybe I'm a good listener." ”

The woman's shoulders moved slightly, and the sobs gradually weakened.

"Can you take a look at my face first?" She asked, in the current environment, it already makes people feel creepy. However, Father Edward has already said that I will not give up because of this atmosphere.

"Absolutely." I said without hesitation.

The woman's crying stopped completely, she fell silent, and the air became more oppressive. The room, which had been quiet, became even more silent, and the sound of the rain outside suddenly began to change, although the sound of water still falling and lapping, but I instinctively realized the subtle difference between the sounds.

When the woman turned around and looked up, I couldn't describe what kind of face it was. It was almost a bottomless hollow, with no facial features, not even the outline of the face, as if there was only darkness left under the hair. However, gradually, in the darkness, it seemed that the five senses appeared again, and gradually became familiar. I was in a trance, as if I was being pulled into the darkness by that faint, familiar gaze. Some images began to appear in my mind, but I couldn't describe what they were, but I thought it must be something I knew.

For a moment, I felt a peeping, a flow, like information about myself, leaking out through an obscure route. And the woman in front of her is part of this route, but not the end. At the moment when alertness was born, the woman was already screaming. The cry was so miserable, painful, heart-rending, indescribable.

"Don't look at me!" She cried out with difficulty, curling up. She covered her face with her hands, and all she could see was blood oozing from her fingers. At first, there was a small amount of blood, but within a few breaths, it became like a gushing spring. I couldn't help but take a few steps back, and the sense of leakage of my own information made me alert, which was naturally not a good thing. This information should come from the depths of my consciousness and is the core of what constitutes my being. But it was also because of this that I realized the reason why she became so miserable.

Sure enough, the blood gushing out of it was getting thicker and thicker. The woman lay in a pool of blood, as if she had no strength.

I walked up and lifted her head, the darkness that framed her face was faintly conforming to the familiar outline of her features.

"Mae?"

I thought that this face would become Mae's face, and this woman herself would become Mae's body, and eventually a living Mae would stand in front of me. However, the situation has become even more bizarre. In the darkness, as if Zhenjiang's facial features suddenly retracted, like the darkness of this face, leading to a larger lair, and some strange and terrifying things were hidden in it.

The next moment, a hand suddenly reached out from the darkness of the woman's face.

Sweep unfolded.

However, it failed.

The hand grabbed me by the shoulder and pulled me in at once.

It's hard to imagine that, for a moment, I can't help but think that the darkness is only the size of a woman's face. (To be continued)