Mystery: Those years when I was a foreign aid for the Aurora Club

Chapter 64 Chatting with the Virtual Personality Adam
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Not alive, not dead.If you put a little pressure on it, it becomes the part that dies.Everything in this city has been completely corroded by strange forces, and there is an aura that disgusts him.

The king of decay stood motionless in the depths of the alley, wearing the gentleman's standard clothing of western civilization, which looked extremely abrupt in this city full of oriental charm.For example, the flying sky of Dunhuang appeared in the oil painting of the birth of Venus, and a realistic Greek god with blond hair and blue eyes appeared in the painting of thousands of miles of rivers and mountains.The needle-like feeling of being polluted and tempted in the spiritual intuition has not dissipated, and there seems to be a pair of eyes watching him in the dark.He stretched out his hand to scratch in the air, and then remembered that his "scepter" was still on his dozing half-length hand in outer space.

"This is also a good opportunity to establish a connection with the earth." He said to himself, and then denied himself, "That's all. The aesthetics of the city of disasters are too bad, I don't like these weird things."

The king of decay walked out of the alley and came to this subtle and magical city in an unknown area of ​​the era. The carrion-like pedestrians around him noticed him, pointed curiously, and surrounded him spontaneously, muttering He wrote some words that seemed to belong to the Chinese language and literature system but had wonderful pronunciation.The Outer God looked at them, with a mysterious expression that seemed to be "the source is talking".

"The telegraph booth doesn't even pretend to be so perfunctory. It seems that the city of disaster not only has no artistic aesthetic ability, but also has insufficient activation."

He said this sentence out of feeling, a little carelessly: "This place will surely weaken the material, decay the flesh, and perish spiritually."

The curse of the gods fell, and the wind of decline swept across the entire city in an instant. The buildings made of bricks, stones and cement made dull roars, as if a giant dragon was breathing in a low voice.Wherever it passed, the neon lights flickered and extinguished, sparks exploded from broken circuits, and the dirty river water turned into stagnant water, and all the fish that floated up were flesh and blood.The smooth paint layer on the building's surface quickly peeled off, revealing an interior that seemed to have been eroded by rain for 1000 years.The ground lost its activity in a very short period of time, and gradually turned into a gray-white color like burnt paper, as if it was formed by the accumulation of ashes.

The pedestrians approaching turned into black ashes, they didn't collapse immediately, and they were still standing with the same movements just now.

Then they all collapsed in the next second, only the bones of the plants remained, and the ruins of the city were covered with thick dead ash.

The Declining King exhaled lightly, and then—the ashes hovering in the sky instantly boiled like boiling water, and rose straight to the top of the sky.It was as if a huge gray and black tree reaching the sky grew crazily, covering the entire world at a speed that was hard to see with the naked eye, stretched out countless twisted branches, and stabbed fiercely into a certain place in the sky.Black-red blood flowed from the cracks in the sky, forming a blood-red waterfall hundreds of meters long, staining the lifeless land red.

"Patter" something was thrown to His feet by a branch made of ashes.The ground shook accordingly, rumbling like thousands of giants galloping across the ground, this polluted city was about to collapse together with the space.

The King of Decay lowered his eyes slightly, and the black sky-reaching giant tree behind him collapsed instantly, and the thick fog of ashes wrapped the thing, turning into chains and seals and penetrating through it.He looked at the wriggling mass of flesh and blood of unknown meaning at his feet, and smiled without a smile for a moment.

"The extremity of the activated source quality."

He said, "Do you dare to look down on me?"

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Binxi, an island, experienced an earthquake at night. It was not a big one, only about magnitude 3-5.The members of the Church of Storms stationed there hurried out to check, but fortunately there were no mystical and man-made traces, and no one was injured except for a dilapidated house that collapsed in the earthquake.

At this time, the perpetrator had already returned to his villa in Backlund.Edward Vaughn was drinking tea leisurely, the King of Decay had withdrawn his power and returned to the bottom of consciousness.

He held a mass of black surging ashes in his hand, inside which was wrapped a mass of red indescribable that seemed to have life.

One thing urgently needs to be determined.

Not far away, Amon sat cross-legged on dense vines, holding a copy of "C++ is the Most Beautiful Language in the World" in his hand, thinking hard, and pulling out his hair one by one. bright fragments.He was immersed in the ocean of learning, and there was a crow with black and white eyes lying on his feet, foaming at the mouth.

Seeing the Outer God come back, he quickly put his hands on the ground, wanting to get up and ask for advice.But seeing the other party striding straight to Adam's position, he sat back without any surprise, and continued to fight against the crystallization of the old civilization.

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Adam, with his head down, heard the sound of footsteps and felt the approaching breath. As soon as he raised his head, he saw that the Outer God, who had tortured him for more than 100 years, left something aside and stretched out his claws towards him.He moved subconsciously, but chose to give up struggling.

The Outer God had a serious expression, and stretched out his hands to cover the sides of Adam's head. His fingers fixed the back of his head, his palms covered his ears, and his thumbs were right on his temples.This action of directly controlling the fatal point made Adam clenched his fists instantly, his pupils stood up in a defensive posture, knowing that it was futile, he still tried his best to build countless layers of mental fortresses.

Although it has long lost its Extraordinary characteristics, it has already been deprived of the possibility of "death".Fortunately, thanks to his "virtual personality" identity, he can barely divide his consciousness and memory, divide important information into pieces, and hide them in the corners of countless mental islands.Even if the Outer God wanted to obtain information from him, it would be as troublesome as looking for the necessary books in a huge unclassified library.

...Of course, the troubles are the troubles, and my own methods have not really succeeded a few times, because the other party is unexpectedly patient.

Outer God's cold forehead pressed up, and two pairs of inhuman eyes, one blue and one golden, looked at each other through each other's forehead hair, and neither of them closed their eyes.

Their contest began for the umpteenth time.But the virtual personality will not grow, but his opponent has already figured out the most efficient way to deal with him in the long confrontation and research.When He realized that the invasion this time did not come from between the brows or temples, but that the hands that fixed his head gradually changed their structure and shape, and suddenly pierced from His almost defenseless ears and the back of his head, Adam was shocked. In response, the pupils stood up and the scales were fastened tightly without leaving a gap, but it was too late.

Those hands are not hands, they are weapons, the roots of plunder.

His mind is being hacked like every time in the past 100+ years.The outer gods looked at him coldly. They had different races, opposite ideas, and different civilizations. He watched him as if his own body was writing the history of mortals without any waves, which made him feel extremely uncomfortable.

The gods outside the sky sliced ​​open his flesh and bones with knife-like scrutiny, and calculated how much it was worth.

Adam heard the sound, but not through the ears, but through their direct contact on the surface of the cerebral cortex. It was a sound like the wind blowing leaves, soft but extremely hypnotic and aggressive.Hundreds of layers of defense were violently broken through one by one, and the pain in his consciousness landed on his "body" and turned into light electrical signal stimulation, sometimes chilling, sometimes burning like fire.The Outer God monitored these signals meticulously, determining which area to stimulate by mobilizing them to mess up his mind and spirit more quickly.

Adam roared, trying his best to resist all of this. Every part of his body was transforming into the form of a psychic dragon. The powerful body was all strangled, and the ends pierced the body through the gaps in the scales like needles, forcing him to calm down with the spirituality of decay.Just like giving adrenaline to an animal being dissected to maintain life, these spiritualities keep him awake, calm, non-resisting, and willing to continue to suffer in the hands of the outer gods.

"really……"

The voice of the Outer God rumbled in his mind, huge waves rose up in the sea of ​​mind, the islands shattered one after another, and an invisible hand stirred the sea water, grabbing his avatar from it from time to time, crushing it, Seek out the intelligence and memories He needs.As a result, Adam's consciousness was completely disordered. He was cold all over, and the pain had a temperature, which could be recorded as strange and grotesque pictures. His spirit was tainted with a withered and cold breath countless times.According to the records, after this, He needs at least 20 hours to rebuild his form and spirit.

"You and He both know about Bancy Island..."

"It was my pollution that made him forget about it."

Distorted voices whizzed past his chaotic auditory system.The actions of the Outer God are crisp and quick, and he has experienced many battles. He mobilizes his already sweaty body through direct stimulation of various parts of the brain.After the extreme pain, He changed his strategy like alms, skillfully using the method of sticking sweet dates, the senses were forced to operate at a high speed with difficulty, and excessive joy and fabricated joy were secreted in the thinking and five senses , Disintegrate your consciousness with happiness and ease after suffering.

No, no, it's absolutely... But it's useless, he does feel a kind of happiness that should never have appeared out of thin air.

After the extreme cold, there was a sudden high temperature.After the spring was pressed to the extreme, it slammed open, and the ecstasy and joyful emotions that went against the original intention rushed into the mind, which was more unbearable torture than pain.His stiff limbs and body began to soften, and the thin branches burrowed into his fist, spreading it out little by little, completely releasing him.

Resistance is useless.Resistance is useless.Meaningless.Give up struggling.There was a short gap in Adam's consciousness, he didn't know what to do or what to do, and there was even an urge to give up on himself, which made him simply give up thinking and resistance, and hand over everything he knew and thought, and he was just a There is no need for the virtual personality to bear these damn tortures instead of the main body. There is no humiliation in surrender and failure. It is joyful to be invaded and dominated... These imposed thoughts that do not belong to him will wander freely in his mind for a long time, and finally Taken away by the Outer God and collected.

He is like a fish, bubbling on the shore, each bubble filled with chaotic thoughts like a disordered dream.

After about a long time, Adam felt that his head lost its support, and suddenly dropped down, almost bent at a right angle with the spine.He realized that the vines that bound him were only loosely holding him, because he had given up resistance long ago.His blond hair was wet with sweat, and Adam wasn't even used to the feeling of breathing. His confused consciousness told him that the air was red, and the dragon should breathe with its gills in the water.

The root system of the Outer God has been restored to the shape of a hand. He picked up an unknown fraction of the pollution of the city of disaster and sealed it.Adam stared at those hands, pale and slender, with distinct knuckles, and wearing black half-fingered gloves like that, as if they were really just hands, and it was really a person standing there.

The Outer God glanced at him, then turned around without giving him another look.

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When passing by Amon who was thinking hard, Outer God suddenly stopped and looked down like a head teacher who would suddenly appear behind the students - Amon was still watching the first section of Chapter 1.

If he remembers correctly, about two hours have passed, and if you don’t practice it, what can you understand if you hold this theoretical book for 100 years? Why don’t you go to the Church of Steam and steal Russell’s manuscript first, Learn how to build Gundam from scratch.

"And you, Amon." The Declining King said sincerely, "If you can't learn it, don't learn it. Anyway, there are no computers in this era."

TBC
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Ideation time: what am I thinking

When writing: what am I writing

After writing: what am I writing

Why is a sparse and ordinary toss Adam written so mysteriously by me.hope i'm ok.

"Your resistance and persistence are meaningless to me. I can invade your brain to control your cerebral cortex, modify your understanding of your thoughts, and weaken your body link consciousness to control your behavior. If you If you don’t resist so much, letting me extend the end to your body to take root and sprout is the most efficient way to detect. This is quite gentle, I am very curious about the heart and bone composition of the dragon...but I think these are too dangerous, with The pain may completely damage your nerve consciousness at any time, after all, I don't want to kill you, so can't we have some friendly and peaceful information exchanges?"

Decay pulled Adam's chin and said so.

Many strange pictures appeared in my mind. (
Decay can be regarded as the official appearance (not only the official appearance is simply the opening lightning strike), I don’t know what everyone thinks of the current He (……

*Edited again: In fact, this is a very normal predatory behavior, right?Everyone is not of the same species. After all, there are so many animals and plants in nature that poison, anesthetize, excite or hallucinate their prey and then slowly digest them. There is no need to think in strange directions.

(End of this chapter)