Super Trick or Treat System

Firth nodded. "You may be the only human race ever to contract this disease and survive."

Jay Allison said. "I should think that the logical thing is to throw a few hydrogen bombs in the backward cities and destroy them completely."

I was sitting on the sofa in the dark office, and I was so furious that he shook his shoulder and murmured, "Easy, there, buddy!"

Dr. Firth looked angry on the screen, and Jay Allison said with a disgusting expression: "I don’t say it literally. But the trailing man is not a human. This is by no means a genocide, just The work of exterminators. A public health measure."

When he realized that the young man was what he said, Foss was shocked. He said: "The center of the galaxy will have to decide whether they are stupid animals or smart non-human beings, and whether they are entitled to civilized status. All precedents in "Diablo" are directed towards admitting that they are humans and good gods. The purpose of this. Jay, you may be called the witness of the defender! After experiencing with them, how can you say that they are not human? Anyway, when their identity is finally confirmed, half of the identifiable people It’s going to die. We need a better solution than this."

He pushed the chair back and looked out the window.

He said: "I will not enter the political situation. You are not interested in the politics of the human empire, and I am not an expert. But you have to turn a deaf ear, stupid, ignorant, and ignorant of that. You have been using irresistible force to play immovable The object. 90 is more advanced than us in some non-causal sciences, and until now, they have not admitted to have contributed. However, although this is a big problem, they do know, and they are willing to admit that our medicine is better than theirs Science is better."

"They don't actually exist."

"It is true. This may be the first crack in the barrier. You may not realize the importance of this, but the heritage delegation received its own proposal."

Jay Allison murmured: "Will I be moved?"

"On top, it's best to make a deep impression when you sit up and attract attention."

"I know they are telepaths or something-"

"Telepaths, psychomotors, supernatural beings, etc., almost everything else. For all practical purposes, they are the gods of darkness. One of the Hastur people-that's a pretty young and unimportant one People, I admit, the grandson of the old man-who came to the office to tell you in person. He said that if it can help alleviate the fever of the infantry, he can guide the selected men in the matrix model.

"Good lord," Jay said. This is a concession outside the craziest dream. For one hundred years, they have tried to beg, buy or steal some knowledge about the mysterious science of matrix mechanics-this curious subject can transform matter into raw energy and vice versa, without any intermediate stages, and no by-products of fission . The matrix mechanism makes it almost immune to the temptation of advanced technology.

Jay said: "I personally think that Dakota Arts is overrated. But I can see the propaganda angle-"

"Not to mention the humanitarian perspective-"

Jay Allison shrugged. "The real angle seems to be this, but have we cured the fever for 48 years?"

"Not yet. But we have a leading role. In the last epidemic, human scientists discovered blood components containing anti-fever antibodies in pedestrians. Separating them into serum can reduce the 48-year virulent epidemic to Mild epidemic. Unfortunately, he died of the epidemic and did not finish his work until this year his laptop was neglected. Now there are 18,000 men and their family in Jack, Jay. Frankly Said that if we lose too much, we will have to withdraw, and the big copper pipes on it will exempt professional merchants from the garrison, not the entire trade city colony. This does not even mention that if we lose our reputation, we will suffer Praised Human Medicine is an irresistible pandemic. We happen to have five species for 91 months. At that time we could not synthesize serum. We had to attract tow truckers. That’s why I am here to call you. You are better than any human living Know the clues better. You should. You have spent eight years in it."

In the dark office, I sat upright, echoing memories. I judge Jay Ellison a few years older than me, but we have one thing in common; this cold fish shared with myself his experience and the wonderful years spent in the alien world!

Jay Allison frowned, unhappy. "That was a few years ago. I hardly have a baby yet. My father crashed during a cartographic expedition about Helles. God only knows what he has to try to fly light planes on those crosswinds. I'm in They survived this crash, and they didn’t live with these tail boys until I was thirteen or fourteen. I don’t remember much about it. The kids don’t pay much attention to observation."

Firth leaned on the table, staring. "You speak their language, don't you?"

"I used to. I thought I might remember it under hypnosis. Why? Would you like me to translate something?"

"Not exactly. We are considering sending you to the expedition itself."

Looking at Jay’s surprised face in the dim office, I thought; my goodness, this is an adventure! I want to know-I want to know if they want me to go with him?

Explaining: "This will be an arduous trek. You know what the Heller family looks like. However, before you enter the medical world, you still love mountain climbing-"

Jay said stiffly, "Sir, I don't like the boyish hobby anymore."

"We will provide you with the best guide, and. But they can't do one thing you can do. You know Jay the Towler. You may be able to convince them to do one thing they do. Never did it ."

"What's that?" Jay Allison sounded suspicious.

"Get out of the mountains. Send our volunteers-blood donors-if we have enough blood to do the work, we may be able to separate the correct parts and synthesize them to prevent this epidemic from being caught. Jay, this It’s a difficult task, and the whole **** is dangerous, but someone must do it, and I’m afraid you are the only qualified person."

"I prefer my first suggestion. Immediately blast the trailer and Heller bombs out of the earth." Jay's face was lined up in a ball, and he took control of him after a minute of disgust, and said, "I-I That's not what I meant. In theory, I can only see that it is necessary-" He stopped and swallowed.

"Please say what you want to say." 92

"I want to know if I fit your ideas? No, please don't bother, the locals and even humans I found are annoying. As for the trailing person,"

I'm crazy and impatient. I whispered to Foss in the dark: "Turn off that **** movie! You can't errand that guy out like that! I would rather-"

He whispered, "Shut up and listen!"

I shut up and the movie continues to repeat.

Jay Allison did not perform. He felt pain and nausea. He will not be allowed to complete his explanation of why he refused or even refused to teach in the medical school established by the Human Empire. He interrupted, sounding annoyed.

"We know everything. Jay Chou, you obviously never thought about it. This has brought us inconvenience-all this important knowledge was completely accidentally mastered by someone who was too **** stubborn to use it?"

Jay didn't move his eyelashes, I would squirm there, "I always knew, doctor."

Foss took a deep breath. "I admit you are not suitable at the moment, Jay. But how much do you know about applied psychodynamics?"

"Very little, I regret to say." However, Alison was not sorry. The whole conversation sounded boring to death.

"Can I speak bluntly and personally?"

"Please. I'm not sensitive at all."

"Basically, then, Dr. Allison, a person who is depressed and repressed like himself, usually has a well-defined subsidiary personality. In neurotic patients, this complex of personality traits sometimes splits, and we get A syndrome called multiple or alternate personality."

"I have scanned some classic cases. Isn't there a woman with four different personalities?"

"Yes. But you are not neurotic. Normally, the depressed substitute has little chance to take over your character."

"Thank you," Jay murmured sarcastically, "I will lose sleep for this."

"Nevertheless, I think you do have such a subordinate personality, although he usually does not show it. This subordinate person we call him Jay 2 will reflect all the characteristics of your depression. He will be a group, when you retire and work hard. Place; adventurous people here you have to be cautious; talkative when taciturn; when you exercise faithfully in the gym for sports health, he may act for his own sake; he may even remember happily This path is not annoying. 93

"In short, the fusion of all the bad characteristics?"

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