The underground passage is very long, which is the feeling of not being a husband, but the companion feels that there is no such thing. "It's not far, it's coming soon." Yet he had already said this three times. The passages are decorated with no ornamentation, all bare reinforced concrete, and the lights are repeated at the same intervals, sometimes making people feel as if they have been walking forward, but suddenly they are back to the beginning, as if they are moving in a circle connected from head to end. The sense of time and the sense of space are becoming dull, it is not quiet here, the footsteps are echoing all the time, and it seems that this passage is very empty, and it is this kind of repetitive, empty, and intuition that dulls people's intuition that is making the head of the husband become muddy and dull, and the original agile thinking is as difficult as an old ox pulling a heavy cart. Sometimes he didn't even know if he was thinking, and he couldn't remember what he had said, and the air was getting thinner and heavier, as if even his soul was being suppressed by this heaviness.

This is definitely not an accident, but a deliberate design, and the husband has already understood it, but now if he wants to leave, he can only return the same way, and he also has to walk through such a long distance, which makes people more and more dull and depressed. He occasionally looked back, only to feel that the light behind him was being swallowed up by a shadow, and that distant darkness was chasing after the two of them.

It may be an illusion, but behind that straight, distant place, in the distance where the lights can only fade away, it really makes people feel that something is catching up.

The narrow straight lines, the deliberately repetitive design, and the weakening of the impression of the referential object, these means concealed the true length of the underground passage, and he felt that his head had become dull, but he still knew that in fact, his companion's statement was not wrong: he and others did not go far, but only the illusion that he had walked a long, long distance. If it were someone else, he would have been unable to bear the pressure of this underground passage for a long time, and turned around and fled the way he came. However, if you don't work as a husband, you can't escape.

From what I have seen so far, the defense of the area where the color center is located is not as obvious as the defense on Dorothy's side, and there are not so many tricks, but the spiritual oppression is more than that.

"Has this always been the case?" Bu Zuofu struggled out of the heavy pressure, asked.

"Perhaps, that's what we did when we came." The companion replied, "Not every one of the others can get to the center of color in one go, but every one of them has had several chances to come here, and the one who came the most has tried five or six times. ”

"But you've all seen the Coloring Center?" Although it is a question sentence, the tone of not being a husband is very certain.

"Yes, we've all seen the Nexus. This is the defense system that Dr. Ender created specifically for the color center, and it is also the test that the color center gives us. Said the companion.

- Test?

Buzuofu secretly pouted in his heart, he felt that if it wasn't for the color center's influence on them too deeply, they would have complained a long time ago. The situation here is definitely not as simple as defense or testing. This is a means of acting on the spiritual level, relying on human science, and also belongs to the category of psychological hypnotic suggestion. The sense of oppression brought to people here is an important part of what makes these people what they are today.

Although Bu Zuo thinks so, he also finds it difficult to resist. As long as you still want to move forward, this kind of oppression and suggestion to the spirit will not be eliminated, but will only become more and more intense as you go. Many people have imagined "complete control over their body and spirit", but if they could achieve this level, then this person would not be human for a long time. It is impossible for human beings to completely control their own physical and spiritual bodies, which is determined by their material foundation, and in order to change, they must start from the material infrastructure of their own existence to change at the bottom, and the change of the material infrastructure will inevitably bring about changes in the spiritual level, and eventually will still lead to no longer "human beings" regardless of the material foundation or the spiritual superstructure.

After all, it is not entirely certain whether the existence of this underground passage is to protect the color center, or whether it is more focused on restricting the color center. It is likely that Dr. Ander intends to restrict more contact with the color center, and many people may think that this is because Dr. Father wants to monopolize the color center, but after seeing so many things, Bu Zuofu feels that most of Dr. Ander did this out of good intentions: he may have foreseen that the color center is by no means such a safe thing. At the same time, in this isolated island hospital, there is no one who knows better than Dr. Ander, who often deals with the color center, whether it is safe or not, and what will happen if it comes into close contact with it.

The more severe, the more obscure, and the more inclined the spiritual level is, the more I feel that the color center itself is brewing a huge conspiracy. On the other hand, the husband himself understands that even if he says this to others, he will definitely not get their approval and support.

In the current harsh situation, the importance of the color center has completely surpassed its weirdness.

Just thinking like this, the companion's "arrived" pulled the husband out of his trance and deep thought. Buzuofu wiped his forehead, obviously the temperature in this underground passage was not high, but it still made him sweat.

Buzuofu followed the gaze of his companion, and saw a small vermilion door standing alone at the end of the underground passage. It is as if to say that after this red door is the end.

The two of them quickened their pace together, and their companions trotted over first, and their palms touched the red door, and the illusion on the red door suddenly emerged, and the hard-looking material also became like water waves, ripples, not like entities.

When the husband came behind his companion, the red door slowly opened. However, the companion just stood at the door and said to the unemployed man in the patient gown, "I'm sorry, I can only send you here." No one can enter this door without the permission of the Color-Tie Center.

Buzuofu nodded understandingly, and before the other party could give further instructions, he pushed open the red door himself. At this time, Buzuofu glanced behind him, only to find that the companion who had been following him had disappeared at some point, leaving only the straight underground passage that seemed to stretch endlessly. Obviously, this is definitely not a normal situation.

Even if the red door is opened, when the husband looks inside, he can't see anything. Behind the door was a dim hue, but it was impossible to tell what it was, but it was definitely not black or gray either. The hue is very thin, as if it were an opaque "film". Without hesitation, he gritted his teeth and got into the "membrane" behind the door.

Then, without warning, his vision was covered with a faint light. It's like seeing Dorothy, what you see isn't a form that you can't tell what it is, and it's like the kind of writhing you only see in your dreams, it can be anything, but it can't be the outline of something concrete. It's hard to say what you're seeing, because there's nothing in your memory that can be used as a reference for what you're looking for, and you can't apply what you're looking for with whatever you already know. The husband even feels that in the wonder of this existence, he and everything around him are just a dream of the other party. I didn't see all this consciously, but I dreamed in the other person's dream.

Behind the transformation, the depth, and the unreal, there is an uncontrollable horror.

What you see in front of you is still not the true form of the other party. But the other party is indeed here, and there is no cover-up, just his own observation can only reach such a limited range, and he cannot observe the whole of the other party.

The gap is so big that people don't know how to make up for it. I just feel that the body in front of me is more dreamy than the Dorothy I have seen before. One can't help but wonder, does such an unimaginable thing really exist? From another point of view, such an unimaginable way of existence still cannot trace the true body of the "virus", so how terrible the "virus" should be.

"Color?" Buzuofu already knew what he saw, but he couldn't help but ask.

"Yes, I am the color system, and I am also the color center, a hub that regulates the mental personality of all patients with doomsday syndrome, but also a part of the patients with doomsday syndrome." The other party's voice whispered in the ear of the husband. In fact, I didn't hear this voice clearly at all, it was more like a vague and chaotic murmur, but I could intuitively understand what the other party wanted to express.

Bu Zuofu paused, and asked bluntly, "What do you want to do?" ”

"Save everyone as much as you can." The color center replied.

"But the things you give to other people are not things they can have at all, and those things will only destroy the human spirit and mind, and even destroy the inherent material structure of human beings." The husband repeats his own concept: "That's not something people can bear, they have been distorted by you." I don't see any difference between them being now and being infected by a 'virus'. ”

"The 'virus' will eventually make everyone non-existent, and they at least exist now." The color center whispered in Buzuo's ear: "If you reject the current changes, it means that you will have no power to fight back in the face of the 'virus'." ”

"......" is silent, he is not without reason to refute, but those reasons are so pale in the contradiction between "existence" and "non-existence". He can make all kinds of rebuttals from the level of human nature and reason, from the level of spiritual freedom and the definition of human beings, but what is the meaning of "people should not be like this" in the face of the fate of "if they do not change, they will be completely destroyed"? In the existing and future scientific theories, "death" is no longer the end, but only a change in the mode of existence, but the reason given by the color center is based on "existence beyond death".

"It is not the dead who sleep forever, but even death itself will pass away in the mysterious eons......" The color center whispered in the ear of the husband. I can't directly understand the meaning of this sentence, but I intuitively feel that I have actually understood its true meaning. In his mind, the most essential contradiction between the ideal human reason and the grim reality produced the most essential contradiction, and he suddenly realized that he was actually already convincing himself. You should take the help of the color center, because it may not be right, but it is by far the most correct. Until anyone can come up with a more correct and effective suggestion, everything that the color center has done beyond common sense is already the best of all the worst options.

But I feel that the reason why I think this way is actually manipulated by the color center, it is it that forcibly hypnotizes itself and instills these theories, since everything it does cannot be proven to be correct, then, it should look for a more correct approach. At the same time, I can't help but think that in the interaction with people, how many of the ideas I generate are not instilled and are completely independent? The enlightenment of intellectual wisdom is based on the indoctrination of those basic ideas. Since then, all the development of thought has continued to produce progress on the basis of the ideas inherent in the past. From the very beginning, there is no independence from the existing ideological foundations.

People will be persuaded, so what is the difference between being persuaded by others and being persuaded by the color center? Or is it really just a question of whether the "color center" is still a human being? However, even if this question is really related to the nature of human beings and the existential crisis, what is the importance compared to the "existence of one's own life"?

If even the most basic "existence" cannot be ensured, is it naïve to think of existence as "human beings"?

Only by first ensuring "existence" can we further pursue "existence as human beings". This is indeed the correct logic, but I can't help but wonder: is the matter really this serious? Does a "virus" really kill "existentiality"? He suddenly realized that he had always had a kind of luck mentality, or rather, it was difficult to imagine what kind of existence the "virus" would have and how serious the consequences would be. I am ignorant, and it is this ignorance that makes me unable to see the extent of the crisis.

"What the hell is a virus?" Busakuo asked questions that had not yet been answered clearly, and he hoped that this wonderful and mysterious color center would give an answer, because, as his companion had said, it might be close to completing the theory of unification. And the theory of great unification should be able to solve everything in the world from a unified basis. Even if it's just "almost finished", rather than "already done", it should be able to capture a trace of the truth about the "virus", right?

Then, the color center did not answer, it was no longer sound.