I Was Once a Legend

Dong Zheng put down the file, and all the words and clues were messed up in his mind. They contradicted each other. There were fatal flaws when carefully deliberated. What should he believe?Or don't believe anything?

The sentence "the truth is false" written on the mirror came to mind.

Dong Zheng leaned his back against the edge of the table, staring at the void in the air for a moment of contemplation, slowly and slowly tearing the file in his hand into pieces.

Is it really so important to be true or false?

The white paper fragments fell like a butterfly, and a lamp at the end of the archive lighted up, illuminating the dark corner, where there was an old-style phonograph, and a big brass-colored loudspeaker was facing Dong Zheng, as if to be Say something to him.

Dong Zheng walked to the front, leaving nothing above the turntable.

"Hello," he said.

"Hello," the gramophone said, his voice low and hoarse. "Have you found the key?"

Dong Zheng put his hand on the turntable and stared at the center of the black hole of the trumpet, saying: "the truth is false."

The line of sight immediately went dark.

Dong Zheng heard the gurgling sound of water, and it seemed that liquid was flowing through his ears, and coolness was poured into his brain. Someone took his hand and pulled him out of something.

He opened his eyes and saw the face of the person in front of him. When Dong Zheng woke up, the man smiled happily and patted his shoulder hard, excitedly: "Look! I know you can do it!"

The man was in his twenties, wearing a military uniform. The style was not like any army known by Dong Zheng. They were in a laboratory-like place. Many cylindrical transparent jars were placed vertically to connect various lines and Some of the pipes are empty, while others are filled with liquid, and people are still inside.

Dong Zheng is also a member of the bubble, but the liquid in the jar he is in has been completely emptied. The lid is opened so that he can be pulled out. The clothes on his body are wet and drenched with the special liquid soaked in the liquid. taste.

The task that has been in the upper left corner of the field of view reminded me that I was gone.

Dong Zheng himself was wearing the same military uniform, surrounded by many people. They were men and women, wearing white coats or military uniforms. The patterns on the epaulets looked good, and all of them were happy, and they clapped one after another. Come.

It's as if Dong Zheng is a warrior who returns from the abyss to kill the dragon.

He didn’t know, so he looked back with cheers and applause, and was surprised to find that there were many jars behind him, and each of them was closed. Among all the faces, Dong Zheng looked at one glance. I saw the familiar ones-

Dong Linhai, Wangque, Lin Hangzhi, and Xia Qiongyun.

The four people were mixed between the people, and the transparent solution with their eyes closed tightly in the tank slowly floated up and down, and there was no sign to wake up.The man who pulled Dong Zheng out of the petri dish gave him a hug and was excited: "You are the first to successfully pass the test, and you can finally complete your dream of entering the special mobile team!"

Dong Zheng could only pat his back symbolically as a response. Everything in the huge room in front of him was filled with a sense of science fiction. Eventually, his eyes remained concerned with the cultivation tank where the four people behind him were concerned.Dong Zheng opened his mouth, only to find that his voice was particularly hoarse: "How is their situation?"

"Okay, there are two extra dangers. They have used the only outside support opportunity for them, but they still have some progress left. I don't know if they can pass smoothly and come out of the consciousness space."

Outside support opportunities?Dong Zheng frowned, and there were numbers displayed on the screen above the petri dish. Among them, Lin Hangzhi's indicators were 78%, Wangque 82%, Dong Linhai 71%, and Xia Qiongyun reached 64% dangerous.

Dong Zheng did not know the specific meaning of the numbers. He glanced at the screen of his cultivation warehouse, which was 92%.

His forehead jumped.

"Detected that you have fallen into an unsolvable logical dilemma during the testing process, according to the regulations, we changed some of the data at the time to help, this will also be recorded in your file, and the score you get will be corresponding Reduced." One of the senior researchers in a white coat smiled at him. "But even so, you are still the highest scoring experimenter so far. Congratulations, the special mobile team welcomes you."

Give a helping hand?

Dong Zheng thought of the medical license that suddenly appeared in his chest pocket when he was restrained by the police in the counseling room.

Or is it a scene change that can happen when the Lois Inn is stabbed into the heart by the attacker?

Is everything he has experienced since entering the box the test of him in the experiment?

Under the applause and the attention of everyone, Dong Zheng was led by the staff to the door, and several pharmacists stood in front of the experimental table to adjust the formula of the solution.

He did not have the opportunity to stop and look carefully. The staff took him out of the laboratory. A streamlined suspension car was parked at the door, and the endless space extended inside the building. The special texture metal was paved into a circular passage. There is no light source, but the brightness is just right.

Dong Zheng took the driver's seat. The staff closed the door for him and smiled at the car window: "Follow the instructions and you can reach your destination."

She turned and left without giving Dong Zheng an opportunity to inquire.

The pattern of the gear on the head of the elongated triangle on the console lights up, and then a gentle female voice sounds: "The system is connected...After one kilometer in front, accelerate to 180 kilometers, turn right into ██, and descend to Howling Void, you will reach the goal Ground."

Dong Zheng:???

Before he could hold the steering wheel in his hands, it was too late to respond, and the suspended vehicle started automatically and drove along the circular channel quickly. At this time, Cui Zuojing's figure finally appeared beside Dong Zheng again.

The teenager sat on the co-pilot, looking at the endless space ahead, and sighed, "What the hell is this fucking story!"

"I don't know!" Dong Zheng stepped on the brakes to no avail. At this moment, he once again saw the figure of heart and soul, and determined that Cui Zuojing was safe, but he could not spend more time communicating with him.The speed of the car quickly reached 180 kilometers. The acceleration of the back pushed him and Cui Zuojing against the back of the chair. The navigation continued: "Turn right into ██."

The vehicle turns right.

"You have to find a way out." Dong Zheng wanted to open the car door from the inside, but to no avail, he quickly invaded the control system of the vehicle, but felt an extremely strong resistance, which came from the navigation that issued strange commands!

There was a tingling in the temple, and his spirit was counterattacked. At the same time, it was reflected in Cui Zuojing. The temporary weakness made Cui Zuojing understand that Dong Zheng was in trouble. He grabbed the magazine in the glove box and tore it off. Page cutting door: "I'm coming!"

The material of the sci-fi world is also a bit difficult to deal with with Cui Zuojing's ability. It took him some time to destroy the door lock, grabbed Dong Zheng's hand, and shouted: "Go!"

Cui Zuojing pushed open the door, and the wind during high speed almost swept him out of the car, and the two jumped out of the galloping suspension car one after another. At this time, the sound of the navigation system sounded behind him:

"You have reached your destination."

Without the expected severe pain, Dong Zheng only felt that his body and soul were separated at this moment, his body failed to jump out of the car, and suddenly fell into the unknown zone with the suspended car, and the soul floated upwards gently , Still holding Cui Zuojing's hand.

Dong Zheng couldn't make a sound, looked at Cui Zuojing, and was shaken vigorously by the same floating teenager.

Just like a highly skilled director is in control of the camera, the perspective is quickly zoomed out, corridors, floors, buildings... and soon zoomed into space.In a universe dotted with endless dark stars, the space station orbits in a predetermined orbit.

A deep voice rang slowly in the minds of the two.

[Xiaga Zerg, crazy believers of the old dominator Asatos, interstellar exiles from the distant Xia Gaixing, they can directly travel through the brains of other creatures to control the host mind.

[You are not lost in the series of absurd dreams created by stimulating the brain with radio waves. With tenacious will, compelling reason and desire to live through the experimental selection, you joined the K1 special mobile team as One of them was transformed into a biochemical warrior and sent to the battlefield to fight against the rapidly expanding Zagai Zerg and protect human territory.

The camera continues to zoom out, and the two figures are drifting towards the end of the universe. Just before the line of sight is black, a pigeon-sized creature glances in front of their eyes. It has no eyelids, and the segmented tendrils are twisted and twisted, black. Ten legs covered by glowing tentacles are entangled, and triangle-shaped scales grow on the nearly round wings, emitting a strange light.

"You have cleared [Challenge·Bald Singer], please be patient...

A burst of light burst out of the black box in the center of the floor. Dong Zheng's figure appeared out of thin air. He stumbled back a few steps and fell on the sofa.

The fear that is unique to Cthulhu's worldview remains in his heart, indescribable and inexplicable, strong and ancient.

Cui Zuojing came out of the prisoner's space and sat next to him, feeling Dong Zheng's weakness, raising his hand with concern and gently resting on his chest: "Are you all right?"

Dong Zheng nodded. The pain in his heart and mouth every time he breathed, there was no wound. This pain seemed to come directly from the soul level, and Cui Zuojing could not feel it through the blood contract.Dong Zheng knows that this is probably because he was injured in the hotel, and the series of scenes in the box, except for the last interstellar laboratory, are all acting on the unreal world created by the brain, where there is no matter how serious it is. Fatal injury, as long as you firmly believe that you will not die, you really will not die.

But the injuries sustained would eventually cause corresponding damage to the spirit. A large block of the firewall in the core collapsed, and the security phage cleared the illegal visitors who took the opportunity to break in.

"Hurry up and rest." Cui Zuojing helped Dong Zheng up, and the muscles of the man's arm could not control the tremor, showing how severe the pain was.

Why didn't Cui Zuojing know?When he woke up from the lunatic asylum, he also felt the same pain, almost tearing the person in half.

The clock on the wall showed that it was three o'clock in the morning and the two entered the castle. Without knowing how long it would take them to clear the box, Fu Zhe could not wait at the table.

Cui Zuojing helped Dong Zheng to the upstairs room and helped him to take off all his dirty clothes. Dong Zheng had already suffered less pain. Cui Zuojing covered him with a quilt and would go back to the apartment to guard others.

Dong Zheng received 92% of the reviews so uncomfortable, not to mention others, Cui Zuojing even suspected that after they left the box, the painful feedback would not only be at the soul level.

As soon as he turned to leave, his wrist was caught.

In the dark, Cui Zuojing couldn't understand Dong Zheng's expression, and he could only feel the strength that the hand craved for a moment. Dong Zheng seemed to be surprised by his childlike irrational retention. He quickly let go and said: " Go ahead."

It was as if the paw of the milk cat scratched in his heart. The kind of itching almost turned Cui Zuojing's heart into a pool, and even the soul shuddered. He took a deep breath, smiled slightly, and walked out of the room.