The supervisor does not die from a debt

The harsh siren and a sighing sound were introduced into the supervisor's ears. The screen wall quickly became pitch black, and even the sound seemed to be stripped off. In the darkness, a line of pure white emerged. Text.

[Black midnight: boring, meaningless, and not enough to be remembered.

'There used to be such a race, slash and fire weaving, encouraged to move forward.'

'There was once such a race that established order and gave the world civilization.'

'There was once such a race, which developed at a high speed, brought eternal light to the earth, once surpassed the cradle and went to the unknown sky.'

'The former civilization has disappeared, effort and wisdom have been replaced by chaos and disorder, struggle and despair have been swallowed up by the quiet planet, and the last struggle has also been unconsciously worn out.'

'There is nothing here, and so are you.'

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In a daze, the supervisor thought that his senses were blinded, and he saw the illusion that he shouldn't be drawn, or in other words, something was interfering with his cognition.

The images on the screen walls are constantly shaking and distorting, the silhouettes in the background space are gradually disappearing and become pitch black, and the employees are still waiting and waiting for something dangerous to come.

What they were waiting for was not a monster with teeth and claws, or an unstoppable machine, or something unspeakable, but a group of people.

A group of people who came from nowhere, appeared calmly, as if wandering on the street in the afternoon, were slowly emerging in the department promenade. They walked, talked, dressed well, and looked like Have not experienced an abnormal crisis.

These people turned a blind eye to the surrounding environment and had no damage value judgment. The employees tried to attack them, and there was only a piece of air where they started, which was very uncomfortable.

The supervisor waited for a while, or waited for the background screen to change from pitch black to an interior view of a city that looked very advanced, and chose to call Christina.

"Chris, what's the situation, what are those phantom people?"

After waiting for a few seconds, Christina replied: "It cannot be confirmed. Maybe it is a projection of some kind of past, or it is an illusion, something that hides the true intention of things."

Do you hide your true intentions... Simply put, it is to relax people with this peaceful scene, and then catch people by surprise in some unexpected situation?

It is also possible that just like Red Midnight, all the previous tests of difficulty will be put out again, and finally a new thing that has not been seen will come out and go through the test of flow.

No matter what, when the employees found that their attacks did not work, they tried to communicate with these phantoms, and then unexpectedly discovered that most of the'people' could chat with the employees, but once the questions got deep, the way they answered It will become weird.

Simply put, something similar to being a'silhouette' will only repeat and answer the preset content.

The employees' investigations did not yield any valuable content, but the "test" has its explosive situation after all, and it will not last forever.

A person who appeared to be well-dressed, with a group of phantom men holding various colors inconsistent, but mostly with inexplicable text, passed through the corridor of the control department, shouting words they had never heard. , Neat and uniform, completely different from the illusion of just wandering or standing there chatting.

The supervisor quickly pulled the screen over: "What happened, what are these people doing?"

"Ah, the supervisor...that, seems to be protesting, saying that the big man has blinded the facts and put the public in danger, the person in the lead... is not sure..."

Tomono looked nervously at the crowd walking in front of him, and at the other end of the hall, the uniformed crowd formed by invisible phantoms.

Those familiar words, or words that everyone can understand except for the supervisor, simply and efficiently revealed the contradictions and craziness in the past.

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PS: Unexpectedly, I updated it-is there a blade in the middle of the night?

1160. This is not the level of watching movies!

Human beings have never been monolithic. Even if the language barrier has disappeared, the text gap has been unified, and even once looked into the sky, life experience, cognition, selfish desires... these will affect a person's growth.

But it doesn’t matter, because it’s all from the past, and the Phantom is just picking up some of the more important items... Just like now, in the rain of bullets, the crowd who woke up as cannon fodder are panicked. , Fleeing staggering, and even to survive, using companions as shields, chaotic and sad.

The man in front was seriously injured but stood upright. It was not until the fire stopped that he staggered, shook his body, and stood up again at an incredible angle.

Then he took out a small rusty copper hammer and a copper bell from behind. The body was full of traces of cracks. At the beginning, it was just a different texture. Broke out.

He knocked the brass bell in his hand casually, and then shouted: "The end is here! No one lives!"

Only this sentence was understood by the supervisor. He did not hesitate to send employees to rush up, ignoring the phantoms that were slowly dissipating, and smashing the abnormal weapons in their hands on this thing viciously.

That's right, this is the time of the'Black Dawn', the anomaly named [The Final Prelude]. After it appeared this time, the supervisor finally understood it-this thing is directly stripped of the madness from the surrounding phantoms And then let them attack the employees.

After all, it was just a bad and stupid fool who had a ruinous mentality, who fooled the fool to follow him, and then caused more chaos.

After the supervisor recognized the essence of this thing, the staff's suppression efficiency was gradually improved. After quickly smashing it below half blood, he quickly dissipated, and the place where he appeared again was the lobby of the Ministry of Information.

The "phantom" here was originally just resting, or wandering, after the arrival of [The Final Prelude], the people who heard the sound of the copper bell began to become trance, and then condensed into a crazy entity, and began to move around indiscriminately Attack.