Endless Debt.
Chapter 868 Dream
Chapter 868 Dream
Thinking is inertial, just like in the diary, she felt that the Kenshi was unconscious at first, and Burogo was also misled by Freya's appearance, and combined with her demeanor and self-report, she believed that she was an intern trapped here.
This is simply not the case.
The invasion of Cylinder led to the collapse and division of the reclamation room, and the completely isolated part evolved into the ruins area, and this place was no longer ruled by the will of the reclamation room, so she took the opportunity to upload herself to the ruins area and became the will here.
Bologo wondered, could it really be possible to control such a complex and huge imaginary domain with only one person's spirit?This may be the reason why the ruined area is still evolving toward chaos. Even if Freya uploaded herself, she is unable to control the ruined area, just like Bologo who suffered from the backlash of the curse. He knows what he is doing, but he can't stop it at all.
"The acting skills are really good," Bologo sighed, and he was really deceived. "After the consciousness is separated from the body, it is no longer bound by the appearance. You can be young, old, or even without a specific form."
Judging from the diary, Freya is a scholar of the same age as Mamo. Up to now, she should be the same as Mamo, old and disfigured, but Freya is so young, with her almost perfect body Acting, Burlogo was inferior to himself.
"No, I don't know what you're talking about."
Freya raised her head in fear, to keep the gnat from penetrating her throat. "I just want you to help me, Borogo."
As she spoke, she raised her arm, and the overflowing ether was slowly resetting, filling back into the vacancy of the wound.
"What is wrong with me?"
Bologo's figure began to distort, and in the next second accompanied by the whistling wind, he appeared in front of Freya. Bologo grabbed her head and peeled off her eyelids vigorously with his fingers. The eyeballs full of horror and bloodshot eyes were exposed in the air. She dodged in fear, but in the end they looked at each other.
Excessive thinking makes Bologo think of a series of event trajectories with very little information, but the specific decision still requires his rational judgment, but reason is not easy to use all the time, and it is difficult to distinguish Under such circumstances, Bologo is used to leaving everything to instinct.
If Freya was malicious, then she didn't need to bring herself here. Without her help, it would be impossible for her to find the secret laboratory.
Moreover, Freya's "disguise" is too perfect. In the shelter, there are traces of a person's lonely survival, from the records of daily life to all kinds of details. In this case, Burlogo can only draw two conclusions. The conclusion is that either Freya is an extremely terrifying opponent, or Freya really doesn't know anything and is just struggling to survive.
"Bologo, am I one of those monsters?"
Freya was crying, she was really easy to cry, looking at her fully repaired arm, this phenomenon was exactly the same as those of the staff, Freya couldn't help but think of another possibility.
"Is it a cognitive distortion?" She continued to ask, "I was originally a monster, but I imagined myself as someone named 'Freya'? I imitated her character, imitated her life..."
Bolog was silent for a long time, and then he cursed in a low voice. Bolog hated suspicion and choice, hated intrigue, and compared to these, he wanted to find a flesh and blood target to kill.
"Retell your life, Freya, hurry up!"
Bologo decided to give Freya a chance. While being wary of all kinds of weirdness, curiosity also sprouted in Bologo's heart. He wanted to know what happened after the ruins fell.
Freya said fluently, "I... I came to the sublimation furnace core for an internship on vacation, and then encountered the so-called cylinder invasion, and then got lost in the ruined area."
"What happened before you came to practice?"
Burlog continued to question, "Where are you from? Who is your family? How did you spend your childhood!"
No one appears out of thin air, no matter who they are, they have their origins and destinations.
"I, I'm on vacation, and I'm here for an internship at the sublimation furnace core..."
Freya answered skillfully again, but this time, she froze in the middle of her words, her expression full of trance and confusion.
"It's like a dream," said Borrog sadly. "You don't have a continuous memory, because you just appeared out of thin air."
Bologo looked back at the corpse sitting in the middle of the steeple, "Her name is also Freya. At the end of her life, she uploaded herself into the ruins area. Her actions were still too reckless. With one person's consciousness, it is impossible to control such a huge void."
Therefore, the people are not only the will of the decision-making room, but also the will of the reclamation room. Countless wills assembled have become the cornerstone of the reclamation room.
"There was an error in the upload, your consciousness was broken, and only a section was intercepted."
Burrogo couldn't help sighing, "But you did survive, Freya."
The roaring tremor interrupted the conversation between Bologo and Freya, and the security staff noticed that they had invaded the place. The front wall was cracked, and a hazy light shone in, like a newborn scorching sun.
The security staff broke into it first, and what greeted them was the dense rain of arrows split by the snake's scale liquid, which contained hot red mercury.
The sparks flickered, and the rain of arrows exploded.
The icy rain of arrows was like a shell bombardment for a while, setting off continuous explosions, temporarily suppressing the progress of the security staff. Burrog frowned, not knowing how to deal with Freya.
After the consciousness was uploaded, Freya's consciousness was diluted by the huge ruined area, leaving her with only this broken consciousness, and this intercepted consciousness repaired itself, and substituted herself into the role of "intern".
After figuring this out, what about these security personnel who are similar to Freya, and the dim light that controls everything?
Bologo discovered a new problem. In this case, what are these monsters that maintain the false operation of the ruins?
The trajectory of the glare tore apart the scorching flame waves, and the furious aether left Bologo with no time to guess.
The vines wrapped around Freya's body faded away quickly, and the diamond-shaped shield surrounded her to prevent her from being injured again. Bologo was wary of Freya, but he had to take her into action. She was like a key, the key to unraveling these mysteries.
Suddenly, the light surged, and I saw several tentacles made of light extending from the hazy light behind the security staff. They wriggled like snakes and approached with a scorching breath.
The tentacles are both soft and tough, woven by pure light. They waved, tearing out flashes of light in the air, and slammed into the ground. The earth trembled, as if shaken by boundless power.
They frantically whipped the surrounding objects like long whips with impact. The jars and utensils couldn't resist the sudden force, and they were smashed into powder and turned into debris all over the sky.
The loose vines entangled Freya again, and she was like a cargo, let Bologo control and manipulate, avoiding this fatal whip, but then the thick tentacles split apart, turning into countless small light bands, entangled Hold anything that comes into contact with them.
Bologo couldn't dodge in time, and was gently touched by it, and then the scorching heat carried by the light belt left burns and a series of blisters on Bologo's body.
"Flya, I trust you!"
Burrog suddenly shouted, "If you are her uploaded consciousness, you must still remember something, think about it!"
"You can live in the ruined area for so many years, it is definitely not a coincidence!"
The earth-shattering tremors continued, and as the tentacles raged, countless bands of light burst out from them, cutting everything around them like the blades of a meat grinder. At every corner, walls crumbled to pieces, minarets leaned and crumbled, and nothing remained of what had been, but ruins.
Burrog struggled to avoid it. This was a dead end, and he had nowhere to escape.
The bands of light shone with dazzling light, and each strip was like a sharp knife, piercing and tearing quickly, forming lines of light filled with evil spirit.
The minaret lost its balance and made a muffled sound of collapse. It toppled layer after layer and shattered with a bang. The deafening sound of collapse echoed in the air, as if it was a harbinger of the end of the world.
The alarm bells in Freya's mind rang loudly, and the screams overlapped, almost tearing her head apart.
Explosions, burrogo's shouts, death's approaching footsteps.
"Intruder!"
The lingering sound full of anger resounded from the hazy light, and the huge light group was dragged by countless tentacles, and actually climbed into the main laboratory. At this moment, it no longer existed in various spaces, but appeared in front of Burogo with reduced dimensions.
It wants to deal with Burlogo, a difficult opponent, in person.
In an instant, the band of light hit at a speed beyond Bologo's cognition, and Bologo could only mobilize all the diamond-shaped shields in front of him.
Then the bands of light entangled together, piercing Freya's body like a spear.
Freya's pupils dilated slightly, and Burrog looked at the pierced body, and he was also stunned.
Burrogo murmured, "Its target is you..."
The spear was pulled away, and Freya's body shattered like porcelain, and the twilight overflowed from the cracks. Bologo mysteriously drove the snake scale fluid, embedded in Freya's broken cracks, trying to solidify her body in this way and prevent her from being completely broken.
At the same time, a smile suddenly appeared on Freya's face, as if her own value had been recognized, she raised her hand with difficulty and pointed behind Burogo.
"I found it."
Under the warning of the secret energy, in the countless dark futures, Freya found a glimmer of life.
In the main laboratory that was constantly collapsing, a clear green light lit up on a nearly broken wall, and then a safe passage opened to Burrog.
(End of this chapter)
Thinking is inertial, just like in the diary, she felt that the Kenshi was unconscious at first, and Burogo was also misled by Freya's appearance, and combined with her demeanor and self-report, she believed that she was an intern trapped here.
This is simply not the case.
The invasion of Cylinder led to the collapse and division of the reclamation room, and the completely isolated part evolved into the ruins area, and this place was no longer ruled by the will of the reclamation room, so she took the opportunity to upload herself to the ruins area and became the will here.
Bologo wondered, could it really be possible to control such a complex and huge imaginary domain with only one person's spirit?This may be the reason why the ruined area is still evolving toward chaos. Even if Freya uploaded herself, she is unable to control the ruined area, just like Bologo who suffered from the backlash of the curse. He knows what he is doing, but he can't stop it at all.
"The acting skills are really good," Bologo sighed, and he was really deceived. "After the consciousness is separated from the body, it is no longer bound by the appearance. You can be young, old, or even without a specific form."
Judging from the diary, Freya is a scholar of the same age as Mamo. Up to now, she should be the same as Mamo, old and disfigured, but Freya is so young, with her almost perfect body Acting, Burlogo was inferior to himself.
"No, I don't know what you're talking about."
Freya raised her head in fear, to keep the gnat from penetrating her throat. "I just want you to help me, Borogo."
As she spoke, she raised her arm, and the overflowing ether was slowly resetting, filling back into the vacancy of the wound.
"What is wrong with me?"
Bologo's figure began to distort, and in the next second accompanied by the whistling wind, he appeared in front of Freya. Bologo grabbed her head and peeled off her eyelids vigorously with his fingers. The eyeballs full of horror and bloodshot eyes were exposed in the air. She dodged in fear, but in the end they looked at each other.
Excessive thinking makes Bologo think of a series of event trajectories with very little information, but the specific decision still requires his rational judgment, but reason is not easy to use all the time, and it is difficult to distinguish Under such circumstances, Bologo is used to leaving everything to instinct.
If Freya was malicious, then she didn't need to bring herself here. Without her help, it would be impossible for her to find the secret laboratory.
Moreover, Freya's "disguise" is too perfect. In the shelter, there are traces of a person's lonely survival, from the records of daily life to all kinds of details. In this case, Burlogo can only draw two conclusions. The conclusion is that either Freya is an extremely terrifying opponent, or Freya really doesn't know anything and is just struggling to survive.
"Bologo, am I one of those monsters?"
Freya was crying, she was really easy to cry, looking at her fully repaired arm, this phenomenon was exactly the same as those of the staff, Freya couldn't help but think of another possibility.
"Is it a cognitive distortion?" She continued to ask, "I was originally a monster, but I imagined myself as someone named 'Freya'? I imitated her character, imitated her life..."
Bolog was silent for a long time, and then he cursed in a low voice. Bolog hated suspicion and choice, hated intrigue, and compared to these, he wanted to find a flesh and blood target to kill.
"Retell your life, Freya, hurry up!"
Bologo decided to give Freya a chance. While being wary of all kinds of weirdness, curiosity also sprouted in Bologo's heart. He wanted to know what happened after the ruins fell.
Freya said fluently, "I... I came to the sublimation furnace core for an internship on vacation, and then encountered the so-called cylinder invasion, and then got lost in the ruined area."
"What happened before you came to practice?"
Burlog continued to question, "Where are you from? Who is your family? How did you spend your childhood!"
No one appears out of thin air, no matter who they are, they have their origins and destinations.
"I, I'm on vacation, and I'm here for an internship at the sublimation furnace core..."
Freya answered skillfully again, but this time, she froze in the middle of her words, her expression full of trance and confusion.
"It's like a dream," said Borrog sadly. "You don't have a continuous memory, because you just appeared out of thin air."
Bologo looked back at the corpse sitting in the middle of the steeple, "Her name is also Freya. At the end of her life, she uploaded herself into the ruins area. Her actions were still too reckless. With one person's consciousness, it is impossible to control such a huge void."
Therefore, the people are not only the will of the decision-making room, but also the will of the reclamation room. Countless wills assembled have become the cornerstone of the reclamation room.
"There was an error in the upload, your consciousness was broken, and only a section was intercepted."
Burrogo couldn't help sighing, "But you did survive, Freya."
The roaring tremor interrupted the conversation between Bologo and Freya, and the security staff noticed that they had invaded the place. The front wall was cracked, and a hazy light shone in, like a newborn scorching sun.
The security staff broke into it first, and what greeted them was the dense rain of arrows split by the snake's scale liquid, which contained hot red mercury.
The sparks flickered, and the rain of arrows exploded.
The icy rain of arrows was like a shell bombardment for a while, setting off continuous explosions, temporarily suppressing the progress of the security staff. Burrog frowned, not knowing how to deal with Freya.
After the consciousness was uploaded, Freya's consciousness was diluted by the huge ruined area, leaving her with only this broken consciousness, and this intercepted consciousness repaired itself, and substituted herself into the role of "intern".
After figuring this out, what about these security personnel who are similar to Freya, and the dim light that controls everything?
Bologo discovered a new problem. In this case, what are these monsters that maintain the false operation of the ruins?
The trajectory of the glare tore apart the scorching flame waves, and the furious aether left Bologo with no time to guess.
The vines wrapped around Freya's body faded away quickly, and the diamond-shaped shield surrounded her to prevent her from being injured again. Bologo was wary of Freya, but he had to take her into action. She was like a key, the key to unraveling these mysteries.
Suddenly, the light surged, and I saw several tentacles made of light extending from the hazy light behind the security staff. They wriggled like snakes and approached with a scorching breath.
The tentacles are both soft and tough, woven by pure light. They waved, tearing out flashes of light in the air, and slammed into the ground. The earth trembled, as if shaken by boundless power.
They frantically whipped the surrounding objects like long whips with impact. The jars and utensils couldn't resist the sudden force, and they were smashed into powder and turned into debris all over the sky.
The loose vines entangled Freya again, and she was like a cargo, let Bologo control and manipulate, avoiding this fatal whip, but then the thick tentacles split apart, turning into countless small light bands, entangled Hold anything that comes into contact with them.
Bologo couldn't dodge in time, and was gently touched by it, and then the scorching heat carried by the light belt left burns and a series of blisters on Bologo's body.
"Flya, I trust you!"
Burrog suddenly shouted, "If you are her uploaded consciousness, you must still remember something, think about it!"
"You can live in the ruined area for so many years, it is definitely not a coincidence!"
The earth-shattering tremors continued, and as the tentacles raged, countless bands of light burst out from them, cutting everything around them like the blades of a meat grinder. At every corner, walls crumbled to pieces, minarets leaned and crumbled, and nothing remained of what had been, but ruins.
Burrog struggled to avoid it. This was a dead end, and he had nowhere to escape.
The bands of light shone with dazzling light, and each strip was like a sharp knife, piercing and tearing quickly, forming lines of light filled with evil spirit.
The minaret lost its balance and made a muffled sound of collapse. It toppled layer after layer and shattered with a bang. The deafening sound of collapse echoed in the air, as if it was a harbinger of the end of the world.
The alarm bells in Freya's mind rang loudly, and the screams overlapped, almost tearing her head apart.
Explosions, burrogo's shouts, death's approaching footsteps.
"Intruder!"
The lingering sound full of anger resounded from the hazy light, and the huge light group was dragged by countless tentacles, and actually climbed into the main laboratory. At this moment, it no longer existed in various spaces, but appeared in front of Burogo with reduced dimensions.
It wants to deal with Burlogo, a difficult opponent, in person.
In an instant, the band of light hit at a speed beyond Bologo's cognition, and Bologo could only mobilize all the diamond-shaped shields in front of him.
Then the bands of light entangled together, piercing Freya's body like a spear.
Freya's pupils dilated slightly, and Burrog looked at the pierced body, and he was also stunned.
Burrogo murmured, "Its target is you..."
The spear was pulled away, and Freya's body shattered like porcelain, and the twilight overflowed from the cracks. Bologo mysteriously drove the snake scale fluid, embedded in Freya's broken cracks, trying to solidify her body in this way and prevent her from being completely broken.
At the same time, a smile suddenly appeared on Freya's face, as if her own value had been recognized, she raised her hand with difficulty and pointed behind Burogo.
"I found it."
Under the warning of the secret energy, in the countless dark futures, Freya found a glimmer of life.
In the main laboratory that was constantly collapsing, a clear green light lit up on a nearly broken wall, and then a safe passage opened to Burrog.
(End of this chapter)
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