The file doesn't remember where the dream is, her memory of the last second is still stuck in the scene of everyone sitting around the gravel floor, and the next second she is soaked in the container, how real and strong the feeling in the sand and gravel is, how real and strong the feeling in the container is at this time. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 With every breath she breathes, she inhales the liquid in the container, and she can feel the foreign body sensation when the cold liquid flows through the trachea and lungs, and then expels it from her mouth and nose.

The file slammed the lid of the container, and she pushed hard, but it couldn't be pushed, and it couldn't be broken when she struck, and although the part that was clearly the lid was made of transparent material, it was by no means the touch of glass. In this small, closed and cold environment, the file can feel more and more fear from the depths of her heart - this fear has rarely been felt before, and the adventure of the perennial mystery expert has made her numb to the horror created by most scenes, however, the scene in the sand and gravel field like a nightmare is like making these fears and horrors that she should have been accustomed to come alive again, so that she can feel a familiar and strange again, full of déjà vu emotions.

Although it can be described beautifully, for the file personally, this moment is undoubtedly painful for her, and she does not want these fearful and desperate emotions to erupt like a volcano at such a time, making it difficult for her to control herself. The fear of the present moment was like a continuation of the nightmarish experience that had preceded it, and the file couldn't help but increase its strength.

Perhaps it was the struggle that was too violent, but at last a figure approached outside the container. Through the liquid and the lid of the container, the file could only see a roughly humanoid silhouette, and it was impossible to distinguish whether it was a man or a woman. The file continued to pound hard against the lid of the container, and her instincts told her that what was outside was not "bad". Where you are, it's definitely not the enemy's territory. There's a lot she hasn't been able to figure out, but, as long as she's able to get out of this damn container—

The figure fiddled outside, and the muffled sound of the container could be heard clearly even by a file soaked in liquid, and she saw a lot of foam emerge from under her feet, rise up, and the surface of the water began to gurgle and fall. However, faster than draining, the lid of the container pops open with a "pop". The liquid that was released drove the file's body outward, and the file tried to stand firmly, but immediately felt a sense of weakness as if the muscles and muscles of his legs had been broken, and as soon as he touched the ground, his whole body fell to the ground weakly.

Maybe it was the relationship between the numbness of her senses, although the file fell, but she didn't feel very clearly - she just felt that she couldn't stand up, and it seemed that she was still in a dream. She slapped her cheek hard, but her arm didn't make a sound, and from her wrist to her arm, it was so soft that it reminded her of dough.

“…… Looks like you came out too early. A voice came from the side.

The file knew that it was the person who had released herself out of the container, it sounded familiar, it must be her acquaintance, but the name vaguely appeared in her mind, but she couldn't remember it clearly, and she also had a strange feeling that she shouldn't be so vague about this person, the two had met more than once, and had worked together more than once. However, it was this familiarity that gave her a little peace of mind before she figured out her situation.

"It's just that I'm a little weaker, and I don't want to be a specimen and soak in formalin all day." The file tried to make her words playful, but she obviously failed, and the other party didn't smile at all, and that calm attitude made the file a little embarrassed: what the hell was she talking about just now.

The file turned his head to look at the speaker, an adult woman with a bumpy figure and enviability, even if she was wearing an office woman's skirt and shirt, she couldn't hide the temperament that was different from other office elite women, should it be said to be calm or gloomy? At the end of reason you can see the frenzy, and within the frenzy you can see the extraordinary coldness. I don't know if it's light makeup or really tired, the upper half of her face seems to be covered with a shadow, but those eyes are bright. In addition to this professional skirt, there is also a layer of white coat in the style of a scientific researcher, this woman put both hands in her pockets, bowed her body slightly and looked down, her eyes had a sharpness that a file could clearly feel, she only felt that for a moment, her psychological and physical condition had been analyzed and known by the other party.

The file saw the other party's appearance clearly, and the name that was about to come out of her mind immediately came to her mind.

"Zuo Jiang—" The file immediately understood, his intuition was not wrong, and it was safe here. Because, where Zuo Jiang is located, there is only the core of the network ball, and the core of the network ball must be protected by the London repeater.

"No contact for more than ten hours, file." Zuo Jiang stretched out his hand, as if to pull the file up from the ground.

The file was disrespectful, grabbed the hand, and tried several times before she could gain a foothold a little, but the feeling of weakness coming from her leg made her feel that she would fall again if she was not careful.

"What the hell is going on?" The file couldn't help but ask, she had a lot of things she wanted to ask, but she didn't know where to start.

"The collision between the Area 51 repeater and the Las Vegas repeater brought the entire human society to a halt due to the impact on the collective human subconscious." Zuo Jiang said calmly: "Ninety-nine percent of the billions of people in the world are either dead or have become vegetative, and the luckier ones have become idiots, and the luckier ones are trying to make themselves idiots – you are one of those people who are trying to make themselves idiots." Oh, don't get me wrong, I'm not belittling you, but you used a clever approach under the circumstances, but even that didn't keep you all out of the way. ”

The "Doom ......" file really remembered this time, the situation in Area 51 that seemed like a nightmare, yes, it did happen. Her memories were only in the sandy ground, trying to sort out the information and confirm the part of the action after that, however, those memories seemed so strange now, she and the others were like trapped in a labyrinth of thoughts, and at the moment when they cleared their thoughts and made decisions, a conscious detachment from their thoughts also occurred at the same time. That taste was not affected by an external mysterious force, but instinctively handled it - just as Zuo Jiang described at this time: he and others were trying to turn themselves into idiots.

The file didn't know when he and the others were recovered by the cyberball, and according to the reasoning of the situation at the time, it was almost impossible for him and the others to return to the netball by their own consciousness. However, since he is sober now, Zuo Jiang, a representative figure of the Internet ball, is standing in front of him, which can prove to some extent that he and others have indeed been saved. In other words, the situation is at least much better than the worst imaginable at that time.

Therefore, it is difficult for the file to understand the extent of the "bad luck" in Zuo Jiangkou, and the fear that still exists in her heart is not because of this "bad luck", but is based on a deeper cognitive level.

"After avoiding the peak of the impact, we tried to recover all the surviving mystical experts, but ninety-nine percent of the occult experts, including you, were unable to resist the vicious reactions of the subconscious and became unreasonable lunatics." What Zuo Jiang said was not so unimaginably new for the file - she herself had a deep experience, and Locke went crazy directly at that time. Although Locke was able to recover at that time, it does not mean that all the mysterious experts who suffered the shock could be like Locke.

"Some of them have attacked us, but their minds have completely collapsed, and it is not difficult to annihilate, but according to the situation at that time, it will make others feel uneasy if they do not restrict you people." Zuo Jiang looked at a container that had opened the lid and said, "Therefore, all the mysterious experts who recovered were thrown into such a device, inhibiting their consciousness activities, and only after the data confirmed that their minds had been restored to a certain extent, they would be released." File, you are the first to wake up. ”

"What about the others?" The file couldn't help but ask.

"You're the first to wake up, and you've just woken up, and of course the others are still asleep." Zuo Jiang said as if warning: "You shouldn't want to release them, right?" ”

"Why do you ask?" The file was a little stunned, "Without your permission, I don't even know where they are......" When she said this, she suddenly felt something intuitively, raised her eyes and looked around, only to see that she was in a huge hollow, the spacious spiral staircase was inlaid on the wall, spreading up and down along the wall, and the cabin she was in was also inlaid on the wall, corresponding to the position of the spiral staircase, neither the head nor the tail, which position was in the middle, because there were not enough references, So I don't know.

The spiral staircase, which has no end in sight up and down, is embedded in the wall, like a group of chrysalis containers, making the file feel a magnificent and deep beauty. Although it can't make people feel happy, but they have to be amazed, and in terms of quantity, the appearance of these containers is already in the category of "uncountable".

"These are all occult experts?" The file patrolled the walls and stairs and asked, "How many are there?" ”

"Less than ten thousand." Omi said, "There will probably not be more than 1,000 people who can survive and wake up in the end. ”

"What about the shepherd dogs?" The file's heart tightened, and he hurriedly asked.

"Also inside, at the time of our recycling, your personality consciousness was already in an extremely dangerous, inefficient state, and in short, you really turned yourself into a dementia at that time." Zuo Jiang pushed the black-rimmed glasses that were on the bridge of his nose, "Judging from the results of the examination, your current personality is different from the previous you, but people's perception of self is immediate, and you can't detect changes in yourself." The same goes for everyone else, and probably everyone will change more than you. ”

"What's wrong with that?" The file's face did not change at all, and his eyes calmly looked at Zuo Jiang: "In your opinion, am I now what I didn't want to be in the past?" I think if it was different, I wouldn't have minded in the past. My perception of self should not be completely broken with the past. ”

“…… I think so too. So, you're lucky, but the unfortunate ones may fall into the madness of self-knowledge again. Zuo Jiang's voice became slightly gloomy in the ears of the file, "For such misfortune, I also set a threshold, as long as this value is exceeded, I will unceremoniously 'use' them - because among these people, there may be people you care about the file, so I specially asked, okay?" ”

Zuo Jiang's three words "used" made the file feel a deep and ominous hint, that was not the ominousness that put his life in danger, but a kind of ominous that would have an impact on him, more precisely, let the file feel that it was better not to understand too deeply, although she was curious about how Zuo Jiang would "use it".

“…… Even if I don't agree, it's impossible to really stop, right? I don't know what you're doing, but what you're doing should have permission from Cyberball. The file pondered for a moment, and said, "If you can, how about ranking the people who will be used?" Forget if you don't know each other, but acquaintances should be better taken care of, right? ”

"Hmm......" Zuo Jiang nodded, "You answered very cheerfully, file, this is the difference between you now and you in the past." ”

"I used to have a greater sense of justice and curiosity?" The file asked, this time of chatting, she can feel the improvement of her physical condition, and her skin has become sensitive to temperature. She had been naked since she came out of the container, and now she finally felt that she was naked.

Seeing the file holding his arm, as if he was a little cold, Zuo Jiang took off his white coat and handed it over, while replying: "No, your answer in the past will be more enthusiastic, and it has nothing to do with a sense of justice and curiosity." For example, in the past, you would say to the problem just now: there must be a way to get them better, let's think of a way. ”

The file put on a white coat and asked, "So, is there really a way to make them better?" ”

"Yes, but they are more useful than they are better." Zuo Jiang's calm voice became more and more cruel.