16_16936 Black seat made me confused, but my voice became clearer and clearer, and the people who spoke were Dr. Ander, Dr. Nguyen Li, and other doctors...... They are all experts in the reality of the hospital. I didn't think too much, I wanted to think, but I couldn't do it, I could only listen, and there was a lot of messy information rushing into my consciousness. I wasn't sure what I was receiving, but it dawned on me why those occult experts were going crazy.

There is no doubt that the mystical experts who come here will also have the opportunity to sit in this black chair and experience the same situation as I did at this time. It's just that I'm not sure if what other people hear, feel, and receive will be the same as I am at this time.

My consciousness was like floating in the deep sea, cold for a while, and I couldn't feel anything for a while, and I was like a kite off the string, a soul that had lost its shell. Along with it, there is also a great sense of fear, as if in the face of some kind of great disaster, you ★are naked, and there is nothing to save yourself.

Too bad. Fortunately, I have long been accustomed to the fear from "Jiang" and "virus".

The sound began to blur again, leaving only the sound of water, machinery, and unintended sounds, and in this mess of sounds, there was a deep, inhuman voice. I was again unconscious, and in my half-awake dream, information about Dr. Hawke was recovering.

I remember, Dr. Hawke. Old Hawke's face seemed to overlap with the face in his memory.

It was when "Takakawa" volunteered to become a real yàn body, and in order to save the first serum manufacturing of Sakiya, Hakkei, Marceau, Dorothy, and Ishi, who were about to collapse, the direct person in charge of the real yàn operation, and under the circumstances, the attending doctor with more seniority, and Dr. Ander was at that time. It's just one of the more outstanding members of the team. Then, of course, the serum manufacturing failed, and Sakiya and Hakkei and the others became what they are today, which was the first failed "serum" product made at that time. But that was not the real reason for Dr. Hawke's failure, but the real failure was the culmination of dozens of failures. Heard. The sponsor decided to give up.

Dr. Hawke's plan failed to meet the desired values and was replaced by a new research plan proposed by Dr. Ender. Dr. Ander takes Dr. Hawke's place, and Dr. Hawke is obscure behind the scenes.

The scene I heard before-

It seems that Dr. Hawke, even after his plan was rejected, continued in secret in a personal way.

Dr. Hawke, Takakawa Replication, Inhibitor.

Old Hawke, Hunter, Seal.

Takakawa's grave and the deepest night.

I seem to understand something. But. The connection is too complicated, even if I had a premonition earlier, but when I actually think about it, it still feels incredible. But if that's the reality I'm going to face, there's nothing surprising about it.

I opened my eyes with all my might, and it was like I had escaped another nightmare. At some point, I was already sweating profusely. It was like a lot of thoughts tangled together. It almost popped my head. A large amount of turbid information that is clearly known to exist but cannot be carefully distinguished is tumbling in the mind, as if it is about to block the part of the mind that can process the information. This is after entering this nightmare. It's the first time I've tasted such a strict experience, but I don't think I'll go crazy because of it.

I braced myself up and stepped away from the black seat, stumbling a few steps from weakness on my feet. Before falling, it was hard to get on my feet. I gasped hard, but the suffocation was still so strong. I walked slowly to the transparent wall, sat down next to the wall, shook the rope and pulled out the cigarette and lighter, and it took a lot of effort to reluctantly light the cigarette and stuff it into my mouth.

Now it's hard to even smoke a cigarette. The smoke diverged and I coughed.

It took me a while before I was able to deduct a little bit of thinking from the blocked brain area and make a summary of what had happened before.

As I sat in my chair, what I heard and felt, the conversations about Dr. Hawke, should have been the reality of the hospital. Although it is a bit like a "dream within a dream", assuming that there is a mystery of consciousness, it is not impossible for me to fall into another nightmare again in this nightmare, but my intuition still makes me sure at the first time that this is not another nightmare in the nightmare, but in the nightmare, in a conscious way, the information of the reality of the hospital is contacted.

When you think about it, it's not impossible. If we look at it from the perspective of the reality of the hospital, whether it is the Doomsday Illusion, the Repeater World in the Doomsday Illusion, or the nightmare in the Repeater World, all of them are the structure, interaction, and presentation of consciousness, and they can all be summarized as the Doomsday Illusion itself. And the basis of this apocalyptic illusion is the consciousness of patients with doomsday syndrome, and contact with the information of the reality of the hospital can be regarded as a return of consciousness.

To put it simply, it is like "waking up" from a dream, and it doesn't really matter how many layers this dream has, whether it is a dream within a dream or not.

Of course, the actual situation is a little more complicated, and in the past, there were not many people who could spontaneously wake up from the apocalyptic illusion, even if it was "Gao Chuan", which required a series of guiding means. In the past apocalyptic fantasy, the color system assumed this guiding role.

And now, the black chair in front of me can obviously achieve a similar guidance function, and not only for "Takakawa", but probably for all those who can sit on this chair.

This nightmare is very peculiar, and from one point of view, it does have the nature of a dream within a dream, and it is also like constructing a temporary number jù hedging space in the temporary number jù hedging space, showing the nature of "gradually going deeper into the subconscious". But from another point of view, it can be seen as an attempt to awaken to the reality of the hospital.

Whether this nightmare penetrates deep into the subconscious or floats up in the world of consciousness, it only takes a change of perspective to completely reverse its meaning.

I can't understand the essence of its existence, but the information I have received before does prove that there are traces of man-made in it. And, it may be related to Dr. Hawke's real yàn. But even so, I still don't think. This was a victory for Dr. Hawke's research over the "virus", but in the depths of my heart, there was a voice telling me that Dr. Nguyen Lê's concerns were correct and continued to move in Dr. Hawke's direction. There is no real end, but there is an even greater horror waiting ahead.

Although according to Dr. Hawke's number and research direction, better inhibitors and specific drugs can be made, it seems that one step further or a few steps can be turned into serum. But that last step or steps cannot be crossed in any way, that does not mean that it is a dead end. I don't quite understand what Dr. Hawke's research is all about. It's just that my intuition tells me that this is a step that cannot be crossed, rather, a step that cannot be crossed, because it is more like a seal that separates the great terror, and to cross that step is to lift the seal. It is likely that the situation will be worse than it is now.

I am not ignorant of the reality of the hospital, the "virus" observed by Dr. Ender and others. Although it can be considered that it will be active for a period of time, it is not really active, and whether it has reached the maximum activity. But there is no way to prove it.

Inhibitors and specific drugs seem to have an effect, but whether they limit or stimulate the activity of the "virus" has been reported by hospitals so far. There is also no conclusive conclusion.

Although Dr. Ruan Li didn't say it, I was a patient who had been taking special drugs and inhibitors in the past, and I still had an intuitive voice on whether my condition was getting better or worse.

"Dr. Hawke...... Old Hawke. "I was saying the two names, and before this day, I had almost forgotten his message. Was this nightmare directed by him? Old Hawke, is it a reflection of Dr. Hawke? Is the seal that Old Hawke placed on my forehead a reflection of the results of his research? So, if the limitations of the inhibitors, and the assumption of crossing the last step and trying to complete the serum from this route, will the malignant consequences that will lead to zhì also be mapped to the current seal? In the middle of the night, was it Dr. Hawke's research results, which went on to the last minute as he expected, but actually opened a terrible door?

These questions, which accompanied the death of Dr. Hawke, could not be answered definitively unless they were inherited and studied until the last moment. Even so, I agree with Dr. Nguyen Le that it should not be continued. However, Dr. Nguyen Li does not have enough say in the reality of the hospital. From the perspective of the reality of the hospital, Dr. Hawke's research results are still valuable reference and use value.

This nightmare, this tower, this black seat, can bring people in the apocalyptic illusion into contact with the reality of the hospital—the perspective of feedback to the reality of the hospital must also be extremely enlightening and groundbreaking.

Judging from the current situation, the reason why those mysterious experts are crazy is probably that they received the information about the reality of the hospital here, and under the impact of that complex, chaotic and huge amount of information, they observed their "real situation" from the perspective of the reality of the hospital and learned the "truth" of despair. Even if I entered the "hospital reality" in a relatively smooth way in the past, I could not help but experience the shattering and reorganization of my concepts, and it is not difficult to imagine that the mysterious expert who was shocked by the information of the "hospital reality" in an extremely crude way completely collapsed his three views. On the contrary, like the old hunter and the old Hawke, although they have also been exposed to information that is called "the truth", it is actually the "reality of the hospital......

No, it's not!

There is a problem with the identity of the old hunter and the old hawke!

I suddenly remembered the words of the old hunter: the blood of hunters is the same. As well as the "Gao Chuan clone" mentioned by Dr. Nguyen Li in the information of the "hospital reality" received earlier, as well as Dr. Hawke's research. And then connect with the way old Hawke died, the cemetery of "Gao Chuan". A ridiculous idea that can't help but grow from the bottom of my heart.

Is it possible that Dr. Hawke was also infected with Doomsday Syndrome and used himself as a test subject?

After several failed serum-making attempts, Dr. Hawke made some progress, although he lost support and had to move to private, secret research. But these advances, in any case, are based on samples of the original serum failures, which means that these results all carry the message of "Takakawa"?

The so-called "Takakawa replicat" is not a controlled result, but is actually a manifestation of a side effect of Dr. Hawke's research route?

"Virus" and "Jiang" led to the alienation of "Gao Chuan", and Dr. Hawke extracted part of the alienation information from "Gao Chuan" to create failed serums, inhibitors, and adjustment drugs, which seemed to be able to achieve certain effects. But in essence, it was once again infected and eroded by the alienated Gaochuan information?

I couldn't help but look at my hands. I can't deny the possibilities I envisioned.

In any case, it is not uncommon for a virus to have the ability to infect a second or more times, and to produce mutants in the process. Just from the point of view of hospital reality. The "virus" in Gao Chuan's body may have been alienated once in the dead Zhenjiang's body, and it was alienated a second time in Gao Chuan's body. In my actual information in the hospital, it seems that "Takakawa" ate the diseased and died of Mae, and gradually became what it was after.

Dr. Hawke's research indirectly allowed Takakawa's information to erode other patients, and even himself, if he used himself as a test subject. This erosion. It may succeed or it may fail, it may be explicit or it may be implicit, but it can explain some of the strange circumstances in this nightmare.

"Is that so? For Dr. Hawke, is it a subconscious reflection or a conscious observation? I couldn't help but ask myself.

Information received here. It's just too complicated, even after it is sorted out. It still makes people feel that the relationship is secret and chaotic. All my speculations are just speculations without a definite answer, and even in the reality of the hospital, no one can give a positive answer.

In the midst of such confusion and despair, the mysterious expert who sat in this black chair one step ahead of me. Lacking more information and buffer time, I decided that it was "real" and fell into madness - this is probably part of the truth of those weird and ridiculous clues I encountered before.

The old hunter and the old Hawke should not be fully aware of the reality of the hospital. I didn't realize my identity in the hospital, but only subconsciously, with relevant information, and when I learned the "truth", although I was also shocked, I didn't go completely crazy like other mysterious experts.

The identity of hunters like Old Hunter and Old Hawke in the hospital may be the patient who has been injected with Dr. Hawke's new medicine and Dr. Hawke himself. Dr. Hawke's new drug is the result of further research based on the original Takakawa serum failure product. Just as the five people of Shise, Dorothy, Sakiya, Hakkei, and Marceau received the injection of the initial Takakawa serum failure, and there were different alienation reactions, and further new pharmacology will naturally alienate the patients who tried the drug. And the embodiment of this alienation may be the so-called "Takakawa clone".

Although there are still many questions, I give myself an answer in this "hypothetical" way, and re-summarize the information I have obtained based on this answer. It is true that these assumptions and solutions may be wrong, which is not the case, but the human mind is so wonderful that all I need is a core to sort out the vast amount of chaotic and crazy information. I don't need it right, just such a core storage zài.

This is what I have found from psychology and my own practice to survive in despair. Anyone can think that this is just self-deception, but there is no denying that it works. At the very least, it can allow people to survive in the "unanswered despair" without losing hope.

I decided to get out of here, the secret in the tower, that's about it—a beacon that can receive information about the reality of the hospital from the level of consciousness? It's incredible, but it doesn't surprise me that much. From the perspective of the reality of the hospital, including the tower and this nightmare, it can be seen as the result of Dr. Hawke's extraction of serum failure products from the original Takakawa's body and secretly conducted further research, and the alienation of the patients themselves after injecting patients with doomsday syndrome. In terms of nature, there is not much difference between the personality of Sakiya, Hachijing, and Marceau, and the color system becomes the color center, and Dorothy becomes Super Dorothy.

Just from the point of view of "making serum", it is also a completely failed, alienated, malignant result.

Now, the old Hawke from the nightmare is dead, and so is the real-life Doctor Hawke from the hospital. Dr. Nguyen Li, who is in reality in the hospital, took over the research results of Dr. Hawke and analyzed the results under the instructions of Dr. Ander with ulterior motives. The change in this nightmare will be put back under the direct influence of the "virus".

No, perhaps, from the very beginning, what Dr. Hawke thought he had achieved was nothing more than a corresponding change in the "virus" because of what he did. From the outset, what appears to be an effective new drug is not benign for the patient.

The so-called deepest night, no matter what kind of change it is, is doomed from the beginning, it is a manifestation of a morbid aggravation. The emergence of the so-called "hunters" may be seen as "the erosion of Takakawa information" or as a manifestation of "new drugs to resist the deterioration of pathology", but the results are hopeless.

All the phenomena that appear to be "beneficial" on the surface are "malignant" in the final results that I have observed.

I thought so, driven by some vague thought that flashed by, and suddenly turned to look behind me, only to see beyond the transparent wall, which was round and large, but definitely not the sun, and definitely not the sphere of the moon, slowly leaving the horizon, as if it were rising again. However, it was as if its body had been torn open with a deep wound. A crimson liquid was slowly flowing out of it, staining the lower half red.

No, even the gloomy sky was dyed red, and then, it began to burn.

Ash and sparks, sprinkled like snow.

Whether this is the deepest night, or the actions of the mysterious organization, the changes caused by zhì, in this lack of intelligence, it is not enough to make a judgment.

I gripped the hilt of my knife and retreated to the door, where there was a cacophony of footsteps. It was a large group of people rushing here, and when I pulled the door open, I saw this group of people with shocked expressions, and the atmosphere of the scene fell into silence. I don't know any of these people, but they look like hunters, leading a group of civilians. Their attire and demeanor don't look like members of a mysterious organization.

"Who are you?" One of the hunters asked.

"Takakawa." I replied.

"You're a hunter too?" He stared at me, then nodded affirmatively, "So it seems." Hunters, the night has begun, and I hope to be able to house these civilians. ”

Although he said that he was a "civilian", these "civilians" were dressed in different ways, and several of them were clearly insane and kept thinking about it. From the perspective of the Peninsula Psychiatric Hospital, the "civilians" and "hunters" here are all a group of mentally ill people. Now he can still talk like a normal person, and he is definitely not a normal person.

"You can move anywhere, but don't enter this room." I said, stepping out and closing the door, "The night has just begun, but if you enter this room, you won't be able to survive the night. "I'm not lying, the impact of Black Seat on anyone in the Doomsday Illusion is deadly, even if they are mentally ill.

The hunter looked at me with distrust, but he didn't question, he just stared at me warily and said, "It's not safe here, but there's no way, there's no better place to settle down." I've heard that this place has been thoroughly cleaned by other hunters. ”

"That's right." I replied. If by "cleanup" he meant a group of mysterious experts who broke through the tower and turned into a madman.

After a pause, we didn't seem to have much to talk to. Although they are both hunters, I, the "hunter", are different from the ones in front of me.

"Have you ever seen a child like this?" I described Marceau's appearance, but if she had come to this nightmare, it might not have been like this.

"Nope." The answer was not beyond my expectations.

I didn't continue the conversation, and made my way through the crowd, ready to leave the tower.

"There are some quirky people looking for hunters." The person behind shouted, "I don't know what they're going to do, but it's clearly not bad." ”

I waved my hand and thanked him for his kindness. I know that the "weirdos" he is talking about are probably members of a mysterious organization with ulterior motives. Now that the night has arrived, they have begun to act. (To be continued......).