Plague Doctor

Don't let emotions bind your brains.

In the altar space of nothingness and panorama, Gu Jun heard the words of Iss, naturally remembering the intermittent unknown words of the mysterious signal, what bound their brains. He thought he meant the body. Was it emotion? Behind the mystery signal, isn't it Iss...

Countdown, only five minutes left.

Gu Jun's heart is full, they can see the full panorama, even the situation of each chosen person.

Fifty thousand chosen also have an invisible spiritual connection.

Of all the emotional oceans, the ones that make them most incapable of being cut off are relatives.

However, there are some older people, others who have no family, and some scientists who want to chase the higher Hall of Intelligence...

Some of the 50,000 people in the world have chosen to go with Iss.

Almost as soon as they made their choice, the consciousness of these people was suddenly drawn to a distant future, and the consciousness of Isis was exchanged.

No time to say goodbye to your loved ones, kiss your children, hug your parents, support your best friends... no time for that.

To be Isis, you have to conquer these feelings, and conquest begins there.

These departed people can be understood or blamed by others.

There are people who will, there are people who will, there are people who will leave, and there are people who will stay, and that is human diversity.

Looking at the panorama around him, Gu Jun burst into flames. Suddenly it seemed like he heard a voice asking: What about you... what are you choosing?

On your side, there are also choices you have to make...

“Yu team, are you listening?” He asked.

“Hear, hear.” Yu Chi watched nervously and anxiously, but the state at this time, nothing can be done but to watch.

Eighty-nine out of every 10 chosen by Iss, whether it's the Sky Machinery Bureau or the Secret Service, chose not to go. Some have gone, but not those who fought on the front line, nor those who stood in command positions. They made another choice, Death Wars.

“Let's go, let's go.” Grandpa Tong slaps the table hard at the command center, "there's still a lot to do! ”

“Bullshit, if there's a human catastrophe, you want to run. Can there be today?” Over the front line, Xianning scolded, “We believe in girls, keep it for a while, cure the water, don't go!” Uncle Egg said, "Miss Lu, the one who cures the water is Dayu.” Lu Xianning added: “Don't think I don't know how to cure the water, just say it together...”

Concentrator Squad, walked three people, two FBM's, one Ross Security, none on this side of NASA.

“Keep building the circle!” Grandpa Tong ordered, "Take control of the wasteland area and find a way to re-establish contact with the secret bureau. Now that everyone has a spiritual connection, try the old imprint purification network again. All kinds of weapons and spells should try to find out the weakness of this flying water. Move, move, move! ”

Departments have not stopped to operate, and vehicles that have just been evacuated have again been diverted towards danger.

“Why don't you understand?” Teacher Fan's voice is a little helpless, "useless, you can't resist, you can't fight, you can't win this war. ”

“We're not confused.” Wang Ruoxiang said, walking fast out of the ward and going towards the dressing room, "we can't give up. ”

She had already told the command center that there was nothing she could do for the time being to stay at the quarantine base, and she was going to go to the front line and use her spell skills.

In the Ministry of Spells, besides Gu Jun, Wu Shiyu and Deng Ximai, she is probably the person with the most powerful spell ability.

At this time, the fifth secretary of the Seven Secrets of the Earth also needs to be tried.

“Behind the desert north is the whole territory. Our loved ones are right behind us, and we will not give up guarding the desert north. ”

“Relatives… still bound by emotions…” Teacher Fan sighed, “the nature of the creature is selfish, you don't need moral pressure...”

“Biology is selfish in nature.” Wang Ruoxiang said, “but we think that reason and emotion combined can conquer this selfishness. ”

“Conquering selfishness… Dr. Wang, we have a good understanding of humans, and humans have a romantic and naive side, which is one of the reasons why we want you to join Iss. These thoughts can expand our thinking...”

“Then watch.” Wang Ruoxiang took off his protective clothes and threw them away, put on his white coat, tied his ponytail, and rushed outside.

Cai Zixuan and others also followed around as spellmen to the front line.

If you die here, and you die on the front line, kill a few more locusts before you die.

Time, just one last minute, tickle, 59 seconds.

In altar space, the voice also grows louder: "What you want to do, but you can't do it, it's beyond your comprehension...

You think there's one and then there's two and then there's three and then there's three and then there's everything.

There was yesterday, then today, tomorrow.

There's a start, there's a process, there's a finish.

Questions. Answers.

Reasonable. Ridiculous.

There's order, there's chaos.

There's a liter, there's a drop, there's a strong, there's a weak, there's a life, there's a death.

Binary antagonism, cause and effect, way. You're used to seeing things this way, to understanding the universe that way.

But... is that really true? Could it be one, two, three, just your imagination?

No confrontation, no cause and effect, no time, no order, no meaning.

Could it be, it's all chaos. ”

The sound rang in Gu Junxin's head, but also in Chi, Kezia-Mason, Wu Shiyu's heart.

Wu Shiyu has stopped claws, surrounded by panoramic scrolls, gradually distorted overlaps, different worlds, different places, are all distorted.

“Why, why did one of your high school posters appear in another world? Why does your painting have power? ”

The cat's tail is crooked. Wu Shiyu thinks about it. How about that?

“No reason, no luck, that's all.

Kezia-Mason, why did your family die suddenly and why did you go to jail? No reason, no space-time shackles, that's all. Yucci, why do you have an abnormal PTSD and why a split cross symbol? No reason, no research, that's all.

This makes you humans incomprehensible, the more confused you think, the more headaches you think, it's not human thinking... you always want a reason, a logic, a truth... ”

That voice kept ringing, and those distorted panoramas kept pouring.

It is true that Gu Jun is already suffering from a headache. At the same time, the altar space seems to be spinning, and the murmuring spell grows stronger.

Around the threesome cat, the light is shining, and the red light is mixed, making it look weird and brutal.

The locust god is coming, and that voice is the voice of the locust god.