He gradually felt that he was "awake", or "waking up", the sounds he heard before, the scenes he saw, all became more like auditory hallucinations and hallucinations, he could still feel that he was "flowing", as if he had become a puddle of liquid with the personality and self-consciousness of "walking fire", but when he came to this empty room in the middle of nowhere, the liquid soft flow became hard again, and it was a hard skeleton supporting the humanoid body. In that liquid-like feeling, it seems that even the self will gradually merge with the liquid around it, or the feeling of being immersed in something carried by the liquid around it becomes less obvious. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

All in all, there is a sense of realism in this room, and I feel more like an "independent" individual, rather than part of some kind of community without personality. He didn't quite understand what was happening to him, but he still remembered what he was doing before he had those auditory hallucinations and hallucinations - this was the first time that a repeater had been combined with multiple critical weapons, and if something was urgent, it would be put into use immediately. Prior to this, there had been no tests of an experimental nature at all, just like the joint experimental fleet that had already entered the universe.

No one can tell what the troubles will be until they run into those possible troubles. No one can see what the fire is seeing, nor can they appreciate the sensations that the fire is subjected to throughout the experiment. Everything is directed only at him, whether it is harmful or beneficial, whether it is a disaster or a success, he must "leave the capsule alive" to count.

Yes, the chance of dying is as high as 50 percent, and the chance of life being worse than death is as high as 30 percent, which is theoretically the chance that there will still be a dangerous chance even after several adjustments to the misfire.

Looking around the room where he didn't know where it was, he couldn't be sure of his situation, but he felt okay, it should be said that the most painful hallucination time had passed, and even if there was still discomfort, it made people feel that it would gradually decrease with time and his own adaptation. There wasn't much excitement on his face, but there was still a sense of urgency to figure out what this place was and what he was like.

Omi described to him a variety of things that might appear, things he might feel, but none of those things did not quite fit the situation in front of him. This is a situation that even Omi cannot predict, and there is such a perception that the fire is going to be fired. He was vigilant, but there was no need to put it on his face. He tried to activate the pattern, but he soon realized that the only thing he could move in this room was his body and head.

It's like turning back into an ordinary person, so thought of Madfire. Probably because I haven't experienced the feeling of so-called "ordinary people" for many years, there is a slightly awkward feeling, and with it, a sense of crisis of losing power. What you see in front of you is undoubtedly "mysterious", and from the perspective of a mystery expert, it is even more of an overwhelmingly powerful mystery in terms of mystery - the reason why I can't feel the power of the magic messenger is not that I have lost my power, but only that the mystery possessed by the mysterious messenger has been completely suppressed. What impressed him the most was the first time he entered the inner world of the London repeater, and once again saw Chang Huaien, the "philosophical ghost" who had completely lost his existence outside the repeater, the other party demonstrated to him the power of the repeater, and let him experience what it was like to be completely overwhelmed by his mystery.

The strength of the repeater is by no means the power of one person can be shaken, this is the feeling that the fire has produced when it detects the repeater.

Now, what happened to me has awakened this extremely deep memory - the fire began to feel that the place where he was was inside another repeater. Of course, this is not the London repeater, but the potential connection between the London repeater and other repeaters, allowing myself to involuntarily enter other repeaters in the experiment.

Speaking of repeaters, it doesn't quite look like a Sector 51 repeater. Although the misfire did not enter the inside of the repeater in Area 51, the people who made and controlled the repeater would have brought some elements of personality to the inner world of the repeater. The environment inside the repeater in Area 51 should be more like a "barracks" or "high-tech laboratory" in the concept of a fire, which is related to the fact that most of the people in Area 51 are soldiers and researchers.

However, the room in front of me could almost be said to have no style at all, just an empty cube box. The pure, hazy light was confined to what seemed to be a closed room, with only one chair in the center, but it made the fire feel that it was not for himself to sit on, but for someone else.

As a mysterious expert, he naturally trusts his instincts. According to his own subconscious thoughts, he felt that there was someone other than himself who would come, or already exist in this room.

The fire spun around in place, and when his eyes refocused on the chair, there was already a figure sitting there. It was a figure that was not strong, but not thin either, with an ordinary body type, an ordinary height, and it seemed that there was still potential for growth, which made people feel that it was just a "high school student" at a glance.

Almost as soon as he saw this figure, an answer flashed through his mind: this is the inside of the Las Vegas repeater.

Because, the figure sitting on the chair who was immersed in the warm light and couldn't see his face clearly, made him think of Gao Chuan, or rather, what Gao Chuan looked like when he was a teenager.

I can't see the face clearly, but the more I look at it, the more familiar it feels, a bit like a sense of déjà vu, a bit like I seem to have seen this person at a time and place in the past.

It's like the Gao Chuan I'm familiar with, and it seems that there is something different, and when I look into it, I feel that those things that are not quite the same are just small details.

"Takakawa?" The thought of going off the fire only swirled in his mind, and he shouted directly to the figure sitting in the chair.

The sound echoed through the room, making it seem more and more empty in the room.

The light that obscured his vision fluctuated like a tide after his shout, but the figure in the chair became clearer as if it had surfaced.

Sure enough, it was Takakawa. The boy Takakawa who took away the Las Vegas repeater. The moment he went off, he identified the identity of the figure in front of him.

This is the Las Vegas repeater, and he is more and more convinced of this conjecture. But why are you here? Even if there is a tighter connection between the repeater and the repeater than people think, it is unimaginable to be able to directly get people to another repeater through this connection.

It should be said that the isolation of repeaters from each other is more superficial and deeper than their internal connection. Even the best-connected, optimised London repeater and Area 51 repeater cannot communicate directly with each other.

From a logical point of view, if it weren't for the Las Vegas repeater's actions, it would have felt like there was no better reason.

After the teenager Takakawa took control of the Las Vegas repeater, he disappeared along with the repeater, and now he appears in front of him, if there is no purpose for anything, then it is the most untrustworthy answer.

Until now, he has not been able to figure out what kind of relationship there is between the adult Gao Chuan he is familiar with and the young Gao Chuan, but when the mysterious event involves both at the same time, there will always be some unexpected changes. There are many things that are different from ordinary mystery experts in adult Takakawa, and these peculiarities also vaguely echo the particularity of young Takakawa. Many people who know the two feel that they are like spirals, like yin and yang, like different individuals differentiated from the same individual, but like two people who add up to be a complete individual.

The indescribable but indeed existing, extremely delicate and intimate sense of connection, is the most tangled - because, in spite of all such delicate and intimate feelings, there is no means to sort out the clues that are like a mess without being able to observe both at the same time. If we only think about the relationship between the two with the logic of the vine, we will not be able to come up with anything useful.

The adult Gao Chuan also kept his mouth shut about the matter of the young Gao Chuan. As we all know, this is like a secret that belongs only to "Takakawa" himself.

Walking, I wondered if there was a chance to talk to the teenager Takakawa alone, and use such an opportunity to find out the secret of Takakawa, but Walking, himself, is not a character who is keen on spying on other people's secrets, and although the secrets between the two make people feel cared about, it seems to be able to affect many affairs of the Internet ball, but there are not a few mysterious experts who can achieve this kind of influence. If you really try to get rid of all the influences at the source, and try to dig out all the secrets, Cyberball will have no time to do anything else - for Cyberball, facing the pressure of Shinrikyo in the end is the most important thing, and everything else can be put aside for the time being. So, over time, I didn't think that this day would really come.

Here, in such a situation, without warning, the young Takakawa existed in front of his eyes, and no one was here except himself and him.

Misfire couldn't help but raise his voice, and shouted his name again: "Gao Chuan! ”

As if he had been woken up, Gao Chuan, who had obviously walked over and sat in a chair, lifted his neck with a slow movement that had just broken free from the sleeping demon and woke up from his ignorance. Such a slow movement makes the fire feel like "the other party is tired".

"Gone off? Hmm, go off...... It's been a long time, go off. The voice of the young man Gao Chuan came lightly, and he felt that when he spoke, his spirit seemed to perk up a little.

"Looks like you're not in great shape?" After thinking about it, he finally greeted him in a familiar tone.

"Okay." There was another neutral tone in the voice of the young Gao Chuan, "Why are you here?" ”

"Why? I don't know either, but maybe you can tell me. He didn't want to show impatience or hostility - he wanted the other person to feel and accept the kindness he was expecting. The enemy of the cyber ball is too powerful, even if the young Gao Chuan is full of mysteries, it is not something that can be given up casually.

"I didn't think about it that much." The young man seemed to be fully conscious, but he continued to sit in the chair, and his sitting posture began to make the fire feel a little strange, so that he couldn't help but take a few steps forward, and the light that had stained the whole room seemed to dim a little as he advanced, allowing him to see the chair clearly, but he couldn't help but pause his breathing.

It was a seat woven entirely of thorny thorns, like a throne, with natural hollow textures, but one sitting on it was bound to be pierced by those thorns. Young Takakawa sat on it, all the skin close to the chair was pierced with blood, and his wrists and ankles were tightly bound to this throne by thorny shackles.

"Aren't you hurting?" Although I felt that this was probably not voluntary by the other party, and it was likely that there was some deep implication behind this scene, I still couldn't help but ask.

"Pain? What the? The young man Gao Chuan asked rhetorically.

"A chair made of thorns." Misfire said.

"Thorns? What are you talking about? The young man Gao Chuan showed a surprised expression, and he said, "I'm sitting on the hospital bed." ”

The fire is even more strange, this space is very strange, and the state of the young Gao Chuan is also very strange, the fire is associated with the world of consciousness here, and the scenery that appears must also have the meaning of consciousness, but the young Gao Chuan's statement still makes him feel concerned: The throne of thorns in his own eyes, in the eyes of the other party, is it just an ordinary hospital bed? He was so different from the scenery he saw, so what did this empty room look like to him? A pale ward?

"Do you know where you are?" Misfire confirmed.

"Las Vegas repeater." The young Gao Chuan did not hide his thoughts, and asked rhetorically: "It's natural that I'm here, but, go crazy, why are you here?" ”

It seems that this Takakawa's spirit is not deranged. Misfire thought so. It's just that not only themselves, but even the other party seems to have encountered the situation in front of them for the first time - the two repeaters have become so closely related to each other under certain conditions that people in different repeaters can meet directly, but they cannot let the two people see the same thing.

"What do you think of me?" Gone off fire did not answer the question of the young Gao Chuan, and continued to ask.

"It's miserable." The young Gao Chuan didn't care that his question was ignored, and answered the question that went crazy: "Even the human form is distorted, if you don't have a face, you won't be able to recognize it." Now you are like a dying sacrifice, how did you become like this? Fire. ”

"Sacrifices?" I was a little surprised.

"I see, what I see of you, what I see of me, what you see of me, what you see of yourself, is it a different scene?" The young Gao Chuan also realized this, and his expression became a little subtle in the eyes of the fire, with pity and fear, but more of a firmness. This made the fire feel that this young man Gao Chuan seemed to know a lot of great information.

"The way we look is the best portrayal of our real situation." Young Takakawa just said so. (To be continued.) )