The sky that had been burning for a long time was finally coming to an end, the earth seemed to be covered in embers, and the air was filled with the smell of blood, sulfur, and charcoal, like the occult description of hell. A huge shadow rolled over the mountains and forests, as if there was a huge and invisible monster, blocking the faint afterglow with its own body. Night came, and although there was no moon and sun in this nightmarish world, only the huge sphere hanging in the sky, the dimming of the light still gave people a strong feeling of nightfall.

I had a very deep feeling, as many people vaguely felt, that this nightfall was the beginning of the deepest night. How long will this night last? No one can understand, but, until it ends, the next day will not come.

A very strong omen of death immediately arises from the bottom of my heart when such a realization arises. Fear and despair followed, although there are no particularly obvious facts in front of us, but at this moment, the inexplicable emotions will inevitably hit, and it has nothing to do with whether you are rational or emotional, whether you are calm, indifferent or passionate, whether you understand things, whether you have rich experience, etc., have nothing to do with it.

This feeling of the deepest night, of death, of fear and despair, is a compulsory, theoretically generated by the environment, but born from the depths of one's own heart, and strongly penetrates every cell and every nerve.

I also tremble, and I feel fear and despair, but I have been used to such emotions a long time ago. At every moment, you need to face the fear and despair in your heart, but you have to endure it. When you have to do something, even if fear and despair are still there, you will not let your heart waver.

I'm a little worried about the people in the congregation, who are obviously not as strong as I am, and who are not as strong as I am all the time. All of them are close to the "river" at an extremely close distance. Their hearts are ordinary people, and I am no longer ordinary people, and even if we regard me and them as patients, the degree of mental abnormality we had before was not on the same level at all.

I can be patient, I can not waver, and I can deal with the impending danger from a calmer perspective. However, I don't think most of the people in the gathering can do it. Before the night comes. They already need the "doomsday truth" to calm down, and now that the night has really come, what will become of them? It's hard for me to imagine.

However, if I go back now, I can't do more for them. What I decided to do, there had to be more actors. This is a drama, and only the brewing and promotion of the plot can usher in the climax.

It is also necessary to wait......

I clenched the long knife tightly. With sorrow, he looked at the gathering place. Quietly waiting for the signal to appear.

The gray mist that permeated the surroundings seemed to have reached a concentration that no longer grew, and the scattering of ash did not stop. Where the ground is covered with ash, the thickness of the ash is not the same, and where the ash is thickest, it is like what is hatched below. Suddenly, there was some movement. In the observation of chain judgment, this kind of movement like the unearthing of new life has become numerous and obvious.

For a time, like mushrooms after a rain, a large number of places covered in ashes. There was this unusual sensation. In the blink of an eye, there was a large number of unspeakable strange burrows of ashes. The strangeness of these newborns, and the strangeness that has always existed in the past, are still very different in terms of appearance characteristics. If the strangeness that has been present in the past often takes the shape of a human, an animal, or a hybrid between the two, then the new strangeness is completely undescribed. They are both solid and transparent, and the most common image is probably "the aggregation of multiple eyeballs on a mass of matter". However, there are also some weirdness that do not exist in this eyeball-like part.

They surrounded me as soon as they emerged from the ashes, there were so many of them that I couldn't see the end in sight. It's as if they exist anywhere beyond the sight of the eye. It is entirely conceivable that, apart from where I am, the same new kind of weirdness has been born in the vast land and mountains and forests, which are further away from the gathering place.

I can't think that they are sensible and emotional, but there is no doubt that they are intensely aggressive.

No attacks were detected visually, however, intuition had sounded the alarm. Any anomalous movement observed by the chain judgment is the source of this intuition—a very strange, unusual change, that has been produced.

I followed my instincts and avoided it. As soon as the front foot left the ground, where he was standing, two soft, gray-white things had already emerged, erupting into the sky with a strong sense of impact. Visually, it's as soft as cotton, but you don't want to be touched by it at all. It doesn't seem to have any effect on its surroundings, but what happens if your body touches it is a rather terrifying feeling.

I stepped on broken steps, and these inexplicably soft things erupted after me. With the effect of the quick sweep, I was able to take a step faster, and in less than a blink of an eye, I had broken into the swarm of weirdos. The unsheathed blade cut through their bodies, and it was clear that they were cut in two, but the hand holding the knife did not have any "cutting" touch. It's as if it's just waving in the air, no, it can even be described as not even having "air" that can be cut off.

They struck me as dangerous, but they didn't get in the way when they slashed at a swift pace. As with their enemies in the past, they are "slow" to the point where they do not react at all. Although there are many of them, they are like wooden stakes.

With one breath, I pierced through the encirclement of a strange group and landed on the other side, and this time I landed, and I didn't feel like I would be attacked at all.

This level of aggression doesn't even cost me the strength to eat. Even so, I'm wary of these weirdnesses. What exactly can they do? Why do they appear? Why is this the case? These questions may all be related to deeper secrets. The strange and terrifying is sometimes not reflected in their own combat ability, but in the meaning of their manifestation itself.

What's more, even though it was easy to kill these monsters in front of me, their numbers didn't decrease as soon as I slashed them. Just in terms of the speed and number of births. The effect of the quick sweep has been greatly diminished.

I turned around and walked out of the forest, to the more open gravel field, and from the gravel field to the halfway up the mountain. The cemetery where Old Hawke buried himself was there. The cemetery itself is also extremely bizarre, and all the tombstones have the name "Takakawa" written on them, as if all the dead. They are all called "Takakawa", but before the old Hawke buried himself, he was indeed called the old Hawke, not "Takakawa". It was only after the elder Hawke buried himself that his name on the tombstone became "Takakawa".

This phenomenon makes me feel a little associative. The gatekeeper of the tower, the old hunter, had also said that hunters might be different. But the blood that makes it a hunter is the same.

There are many secrets that are revealed at the level of "hospital reality", so what exactly is the existence of all hunters in this nightmare, which corresponds to the existence of "hospital reality"?

I thought, whatever that is. All of them must have a close connection with "Takakawa". Today, the real "Takakawa" has only two personalities. And the personality that most conforms to the consistent laws of the past is far away in London. Then, these guys who were buried under the name of "Takakawa" will definitely not be the real "Takakawa".

Contacting the hospital's human experiments, including Old Hawk and Old Hunter, it seems that there is an answer to what is going on with their situation.

It's because I've taken drugs related to "Takakawa". And then there is physical alienation? Or should it be called a "Takakawa clone"?

As an experimental subject, "Gao Chuan" itself is special and precious, and to a certain extent, the replication of "Gao Chuan" actually has a high demand for the experiment itself. If the experiment is carried out on only one "Takakawa". The efficiency is undoubtedly very low, and if there are many "Takakawa", even if they are only degraded, only a very small part of the body has a similar test subject, it is enough to complete the research of the licensed topic.

Based on these conjectures, I can't help but imagine that the situation of the "hospital reality" corresponding to this deepest night, perhaps the occurrence of the deepest night, is not due to the lesion of ordinary patients with doomsday syndrome, but the main body of its pathology is actually the so-called "Takakawa replicat". However, with the Doomsday Vision, more patients are connected, resulting in more complex interactions. It is uncertain whether this complication is the intention of the hospital researchers themselves, the desire to collect data on complex lesions, or whether it is a change that even the researchers themselves are caught off guard by, or that cannot be prevented.

Perhaps, even the Color Nexus and Super Dorothy are involved. If they further interfere in the "deepest night" by interfering with the "Takakawa Clone Experiment" from the seemingly "source" world of the "hospital reality", then the Internet ball, which seems to have been staying out of the matter, will interfere with the whole situation the most deeply-they must have used not only the "Marceau" of the repeater control mechanism, but also a certain embodiment of the "color system".

And the color embodiment of contact with the network ball will definitely not be the humanoid in this nightmare.

I suspect that the humanoid system in the nightmare is nothing more than a tentacle terminal of the super system that monitors the deep night, and its main body may be carrying out deeper data processing from the "hospital reality" and the "cyber ball of the apocalyptic fantasy" at the same time, in the form of "color center" and "some kind of embodiment" respectively.

If it were such a big move, it would have had only one purpose: to attempt to interfere with the existing "script", and moreover, to be a rehearsal before a large-scale intervention in the apocalyptic fantasy.

The so-called "script" refers not only to the "script" created by Dr. Ender's research plan in the "hospital reality", but also refers to a complex law formed by the interaction between the changes of the "virus" itself and the pathology of patients with doomsday syndrome.

In some intelligence, this "script" is not entirely subjectively woven by Dr. Ender, but is a kind of intelligence that was born with the creation of the "Doomsday Vision". Because of the existence of the color center, the hospital can finally obtain fragments of this information. The fragments of these pieces of information are interpreted and summarized into a certain regularity through the output of the color center, and then according to this regularity, a "script" is woven that is jokingly called "Ender's game".

After that, based on this "script" and core, the intelligence data of the apocalyptic fantasy was analyzed, which is one of the most commonly used research modes by Dr. Ender's team in the hospital.

However, from intelligence interference to acquisition, through the two channels of color system center and researchers' thinking analysis, the "script" finally formed is actually very different from the original doomsday fantasy information. And this difference may be the basis for further intervention by the color center - this interference in the "script" will not be affected by the part of the original information related to the "virus" and "lesion", but the part of the "script" woven by the hospital.

In fact, for me, it is impossible to distinguish whether the current situation is a "virus" script or a hospital "script", and how complex the interaction between the two is, and I cannot understand the essence of it.

However, if it's a color center, maybe you can really re-divide the two and treat them separately, right?

All of the above is just my speculation, and the truth of it is completely impossible to prove from my perspective unless there is a third-party perspective of God.

However, since there is a possibility that the "color center will interfere deeply with the deep night", it is necessary to look at the results of this deep night in light of this situation.

In response to this situation, I chose the "Tomb of Takakawa" as the core observation point.

In fact, this was a decision that was made much earlier.

There are only three unique locations in this area: the gathering place at the foot of the mountain, the tomb of Takakawa on the mountainside, and the altar at the top of the mountain.

From my point of view, the particularity of these three sites, with the exception of the "Tower", is more crucial than the particularity of any other place I have passed. (To be continued......)