The consciousness walking ability from "Jiang" is extremely mysterious and full of unknown powers, but I am not a consciousness walker in the true sense, and using such an ability is only half-baked, unless for various reasons, triggering special effects such as psychic epigenesis, I can't judge whether my actions at the consciousness level can really completely clean up the traps laid by a real and powerful consciousness walker. For a time, the connector and Anna were in the hands of the "interlocutors", and it was only natural that the final effect of walking on their consciousness was different from that of the prisoners in the basement of the wooden house. I don't think that by repeatedly walking the consciousness of the two of them, I can ensure that in the future, the two of them will not again trigger the hidden danger left by the "interlocutor" in their consciousness.

However, in the case of such uncertain results, it is still possible to imprint in their consciousness some norms that they subconsciously obey instead of "weakening" and "eliminating", but by "increasing the limitation". I can't say for sure how long this effect will last, but given the current state of affairs, it really doesn't need to last long. Once the mystery on the peninsula is over, and they are able to return to Cyberball and Torchlight alive, these two mysterious organizations will naturally have a better way to "heal" them.

Instead, they are now convinced that they cannot leave the nightmare on their own, and subjectively admit that they do not intend to do anything, but only watch the situation as bystanders, until they feel that they must act. With such an attitude, I am not willing to exclude them from this shelter. It is indeed possible that the "interlocutor" deliberately spared the two of them, taking advantage of the hind hand hidden in their consciousness. Doing something bad to this shelter in the form of a "Trojan horse", but this possibility is no longer enough to justify my expulsion of the two in the present.

This is not a rational conclusion, but more of an emotional result. Perhaps there are many factors that germinate this sensibility, but it cannot be denied. Their being women is also a factor. I can ignore my gender in battle, but that doesn't mean I don't have gender biases. On the contrary, this gender tendency makes me feel that I am still full of humanity.

Joints and Anna soon fell into sleep after exerting the power of conscious walking. I set them up on a bench and tore off the curtains to cover them.

If only they could sleep until the end of the event. That's great. I thought so, but I also knew that it was absolutely impossible.

I walked over to the humanoid, and she looked up, took off her hood, and bowed her head gracefully.

"Brave hunter, your heart is full of trepidation and confusion." She hit the nail on the head.

This is a negative emotion that I rarely express in front of others, because. If I don't show that I'm strong, do I have to rely on the girls I want to save? Even if it's colored and Dorothy. Fearlessly faced their tragic fate, but I never thought that I could put this burden in their hands. And, at the end of the day, from the birth of my own personality to the present, even though I have experienced many unbelievable adventures. But in the timeline, I'm still just a high school student.

What I could do was only the best among high school students. I've never denied that I'm naïve, but even if I'm naïve. There are also fates and responsibilities that must be carried.

It is not strange to me that the human form points out the fragility of my heart, and I do not want to deny that my heart is indeed full of fear and confusion, as she said. These fears and confusions come from the unbelievable adventures, from the desperate apocalyptic background, from the unknowable existence, from the idea of forcibly recognizing and interpreting this qiē, and from the possibility that it is impossible to determine the truth or falsehood.

I have been using my own thinking to create a "theory" for various situations that I can envision, and to act on this "theory". However, I am well aware that there is no empirical basis for this theory. I have to believe in my own ideas just because I haven't found something that I can trust more.

This stupid and stubborn persistence and self-confidence stems not only from the yearning for a better future, but also from fear, confusion and despair. In the face of a world that is constantly changing, but always at the end, embodied in the "apocalyptic process", many times, I feel that I am almost about to collapse completely.

Although Takakawa's will is as strong as steel, even steel can be melted by higher temperatures and harsher environments. I have not completely collapsed, and I have always told myself that I must persevere, but this will, in theory, is not guaranteed whether it will usher in a day of collapse.

I want to say, I want to talk, not to share it, but to let people know their vulnerability. It's like, when you tell yourself, the elements that make you vulnerable will flow out through this behavior. Re-establish yourself to be purer and stronger.

Perhaps, when I write a diary, I also have this part of the knee-jerk stupidity.

I write down my naivety, vulnerability, and anxiety in my diary, and I also tell the humanoid Jiang that when I am alone, I also imagine that the "Jiang" in my body is listening. Those who have read my diary, those who have seen through my heart, those who have listened to my words, have always made me feel that I am not alone.

Now, there is a chapel in this sanctuary—it may have other meanings, but it is certainly its duty to listen to the voice of man in place of the ear of God.

When the human form exists in this chapel, even if she is just a doll and bears more meaning and responsibility, it is okay for her, like a nun, to listen to the self-report of a mentally ill person.

I sat beside the humanoid, fingers clasped together, as if praying, but I wasn't really praying to any god. If the beautiful god in the dream really exists, why is this world so cruel? If the god is not as beautiful as he imagined, then even if it does exist, what is the point of praying to it? I prayed for a heart that sought liberation from selfishness. Confess my own sorrow and powerlessness to myself, and to the nameless things that may or may not exist in zài.

I can't be a hero, my heart is full of all kinds of bad roots and mental limitations that are inevitable for being a human being, and I face fear and despair, and although I have never given up, this fear and despair have never been eliminated from my heart. Such a me. There must also be a reality that you must face and things that you must do.

"Will I succeed?" I asked, the humanoid didn't speak, but even with my eyes closed, I could feel her gaze on me. Then, answer yourself: "Of course, it will work." It has to be successful. ”

I stood up, and without any words of the humanoid system, I walked out of the door of the chapel, blocking the clear sense of gaze behind the door.

The sphere in the sky, which looks like a huge moon, is becoming clearer, and it looks like the shadow part of a crater, if you look closely. The outline of the city of buildings can already be faintly recognized. This huge, cracked bloody hole. The anomalous orbs that continue to be created are not the moon in the true sense of the word, but the nightmare Las Vegas.

Two nightmares, under the pull of an invisible force, are rapidly approaching. I don't think it's a normal development of the deepest night. It's not the power released in the deep night, so it's more likely that it's because of the activities of various mysterious organizations. Pulling the nightmare Las Vegas, it's nothing else. It must be what they are doing where I can't see.

The proximity of nightmares and nightmares makes the abnormality that already exists in the nightmare become extremely manic and depressing. The ashes and sparks scattered in the sky are like the hallucinations seen in the past apocalyptic fantasy after taking "Paradise" under the sudden outbreak of powerful medicine.

I reached out and grabbed a piece of ash. Then, just like that, he woke up.

When I realized I had woken up, I immediately opened my eyes. I recall the situation before entering the nightmare, which was very abrupt, and I was not aware of the abnormal signs before the incident. The four of us slammed into the window of the hospital room and jumped off, then discussed the next steps, and then ......

I turned and looked around. If they were just forcibly dragged into the nightmare of the night and unable to wake up on their own, then their bodies should always be found, and yet, there was nothing else here but me. The ward was a few dozen meters away, and when you looked up, you could see the broken windows, proving that we had indeed jumped from there. However, even if it is determined by chain, it cannot be found, and there should be traces of other people on the ground, except me.

The traces of the connectors who had been here disappeared silently.

Something else must have happened to them, but if someone really cleaned up the traces and took them away, why did I leave me alone? Just because, am I a patient of Dr. Nguyen Lê? I fumbled for the pocket of my gown, and my phone was not missing, but the thunderstorm in the sky, coupled with the heavy rain, made the signal almost zero, and I tried several times, but I couldn't get in touch with anyone else. However, at least the time can be confirmed, less than half an hour has passed since the connectors came to ask for help, and then escaped after a strange attack.

I wiped my face vigorously, but no sooner had I wiped the rain off my forehead than more rain trickled down my forehead. The rain curtain that covered the sky made some of the outlines of the side of the ward seem very blurred. After thinking about it, I decided to go back to the ward, and besides, even if I had to leave the ward, I couldn't find anywhere else to go. Dr. Nguyen Le and Marceau, whom I care about, are hiding in unknown places. And the ward where I am located is the exact location of the psychiatric hospital, and I can't be sure.

In such bad weather and diverse hospital facilities, it is undoubtedly very difficult to find the secret hidden research institute.

I made up my mind, and was about to start a quick sweep, when I saw the ward in front of me suddenly twist. When the scene returned to normal, he was further away from the sick room. It dawned on me why I woke up a few dozen meters away from the hospital and not directly under the broken windows. This ward has undergone an unbelievable mutation, as if it is isolated, actively excluding anyone who wants to enter.

I had a strong sense of immediacy, and an answer loomed in my mind.

I revisited the place where I woke up, and if this was not the same place we had stayed before we entered the nightmare of the deepest night, then it would be easy to find no one else. More importantly, though, is what kind of change is taking place in the ward, and how this change will affect my body and that of the other five.

"It's ...... Temporary number jù hedging space? The answer came to my mind, and although there was not enough evidence, my gut instinct told me so.

The ward and its surroundings are being transformed into a temporary hedging space, which can be seen but cannot be accessed in a normal way - it has not been completely transformed, but it has most of the properties of a temporary hedging space.

Has it begun? I can't help but think. The changes in front of me seem to prove that the possibility that the nightmare of the deepest night, which I have guessed, will combine with this mental hospital, and even the entire peninsula, to form a temporary hedge space, and then become a battlefield, is becoming a reality.

In this way, we have to think that the mission of the monsters who attacked us at that time was not as simple as killing the joints. I'm afraid, as soon as those ghost-like weirdness enter the ward, the transformation will already begin. It is also possible that even if they pass through the Torchlight's Turner and Anna's deviant defense lines and produce abnormal changes, they can still carry out the transformation of the temporary hedge space. To make matters worse, those "ghosts" didn't have this ability in the first place, but the bias effect allowed us to get a way to kill them, and at the same time, it also contributed to the temporary number jù hedge space transformation.

Although the reason is uncertain, and it is still incomplete temporary hedging space, with this case, I am afraid that the next one will appear soon. The battlefield in this peninsula psychiatric hospital is escalating.

You must try your best to get in touch with Dr. Nguyen Lê, as long as you contact her, Marceau's condition can be confirmed. Thinking so, I didn't try to enter this temporary hedging space again, turned around and chose a position where I could hide my body and observe the vicinity as much as possible, silently waiting for the time to come. If it wasn't someone who dealt with the joints' bodies, but the temporary hedging space that excluded me, then such a change would have quickly attracted the attention of the mysterious organization. (To be continued......)