[Doomsday] The protagonist does not want to save the world

"Brother, you're late today. It's really rare, even though it's only an hour." Si Yanna walked around to Duanze, and after laying the groundwork for a long time, she inadvertently asked, "Are you all right?"

"It's okay." Duanze returned the experimental instruments one by one.One year in the dream, but only one hour in reality.Thinking about it now, he still finds it ridiculous.

"Master..." Seeing that the other party was about to leave, Si Yanna was about to speak, but she saw her senior brother stop, and the light fell on his eyebrows, as if all the light had been restrained.

"Yanna, don't trust me too much." Duan Ze said.

"Hey? You, are you talking about the experimental data?" Si Yanna recalled nervously for a long time, only to find that the senior brother had left, she said angrily, "I didn't have time to ask the senior brother if we can have dinner together."

This weekend, she woke up early on purpose, but only said a word.She clenched her fists again to cheer herself up, next time, next week, I will definitely make an appointment with my senior brother.

It's only July now, the sun is just right, and life is swollen.The pavement is swept so that the care of the sweepers can be seen.

Duanze was walking on the road, he heard the sound of broken branches under his feet, and the sun shone on him, burning his shirt hot.

The knuckles touched a leaf, it was so full and full of life.It will wither after picking, or it can be left to grow on the tree until the moment it falls.

Does the growth of this leaf mean anything to the world?

No.

He looked at this understated yet thick and colorful world, sighed softly, and walked into the shadows.

"What did that person want to do just now? Just ask if our chief is Wei Chongji." Xiao Liu from the police station was puzzled. "And it's not posted on the wall. Our director's surname is Lin."

"In my opinion, those who can miss the chief of the police department are either relatives of the chief or criminals."

While smoking a cigarette, Gou Mingyi yelled at Hei Pi who was twisted on the ground with one hand, "I've arrested you several times, fighting every day, am I here to be your father!"

Hei Pi spat, and a scar on his forehead was so green that it was eye-catching, "You fucking fuck!"

"Big dog! Don't start a fight! The surveillance is still on!" Xiao Liu was eager to try to persuade someone to fight, and hurriedly pulled him when he saw someone passing by, "Captain Qiu, you can help too."

Qiu Ye glanced at the soldiers and horses, took away the cigarette from Gou Mingyi's mouth, pressed it in the ashtray, and said coldly, "Smoking is prohibited in the police station."

The world in the dream is clearly separated from reality. Maybe those people who have not appeared in reality are just reflections of his own spiritual world, all the bad possibilities he has considered.

And any deviation will lead to Duanze never being able to meet the designated person again.

"Teacher, his anti-social level has reached the warning value, should we report his existence?" Wen Wen worried, "Compared to the last consultation, he is obviously more serious this time."

Xu Jinyan, the well-known psychiatrist shook his head and smiled, "No, I promise him that he will keep it a secret. I have very professional ethics."

"Compared to his anti-social personality, I found an interesting thing in his hypnosis several times." Xu Jinyan said.

"What will happen if a person is in conflict and struggle with isolation for a long time?"

"Yes, he does resist, loathe, hate the world."

When Duanze returned to the laboratory again, it was already early morning, and no accident, the lights in the laboratory were still on.

The professor raised his glass to him, "Xiao Duan, you are so hardworking."

"Don't be exhausted. Teacher, make some tea. Would you like to drink some?"

It is rare for the professor to look energetic, and his face is no longer clouded like before.He chatted with him casually, even aimlessly, and cared about his studies carefully.Finally, he patted him on the shoulder, "Do it well, Duanze."

After the teacher's back disappeared into the office, Duanze opened the experiment manual. As expected, there was a letter under it with four words,

"Danze kisses me."

On the way back, Duanze bought a lighter in a convenience store.

He sat on the sofa in the living room and opened the letter.

"My student, Duanze

When you read this letter, I have chosen to end my life.Life is like summer flowers, death is like autumn leaves.Thinking of the contributions I have made to the country over the years, I have no regrets.

It's a pity that I'm still fragile and unable to support until the sun shines brightly on the earth.The funding has been forced to stop, and the research is no longer possible. You know me best, and you know that we are all powerless.

I really don't want to witness the demise of this world with my own eyes, because I am weak, and I hope that my life can teach the relevant departments to really pay attention to the T-virus.Even if it takes another night to breathe.

All my funerals are over, and the only one who can't let go is you.You are too stubborn, and rigidity is easy to break. The teacher has made a lot of preparations for this, but still feels that it is not enough.I can only emphasize again and again, don't act impulsively, don't be persistent, and live well.

Your teacher Gao Min"

Duanze turned on the lighter, watching the letter rolled up in the licking flames, slowly turning into ashes.

"Hate to the extreme, powerless to the extreme, he even wants to kill himself."

Everything in this world has been arranged properly, all the chess pieces are in place, the time points to the early morning of June 6, and the professor's cell phone will automatically send a text message to Duanze's cell phone.

This text message will guide the police station to find the existence of the base and the T virus by grabbing Duanze's line.

Duanze will personally press the button to spread the T virus tonight.

And there is no i71 in this world.

Duanze did not clone human subjects.

The human cloning experiment was an idea of ​​Duan Ze, but it was rejected by him at the first moment.The clone imbued with Duanze's memory will never be Duanze. Equality in genes does not mean the sameness in soul. How can he guarantee that he is him?

What's ridiculous is that he firmly believes in a dream that is so obvious when he is awake. He believes so firmly that i71 will understand him, and only i71 can understand him.

But no one will be i71.Just as the human clone test subject is not Duanze, Duanze cannot make it into i71.

He was a little dazed, and felt fear for the first time.

What's the point of doing all this?No family, no friends, cumin lives in this world alone, why bear all this so hard?

For the first time, he lost the desire to press the button, and it was still doom after he pressed it.But this is the doomsday without i71, a doomsday that is more lonely and painful for him than it is now.

Under the pale light, he was sitting on the sofa, his back was straight, and it was so fragile that it could be easily broken.

"What is i71?" Duanze seemed to hear a voice, which seemed to come from a distant time and space.What followed was the sound of seconds turning, and the time was about to come.He can almost hear the sirens on the road, they will drive to where Duanze is in an hour.

"What is i71?" Duanze stood up, and he turned on the faucet.At the beginning of the dream, he was cleaning the blood-stained key here. His mentor injected i71 with the T virus, which disrupted his overall plan and was the root of everything.

"What is i71?" But the dream is fictitious, he has never had a test subject, and he has never had i71, and his mentor is definitely not such a person.

"What is i71?" The voice was still persistent, Jiao Duanze was aggrieved and annoyed, he raised his eyes and stared into the mirror, the mirror was steamy, and his wet forehead hair was dripping down. "No i71!"

"What is i71?" Duanze asked when he saw himself in the mirror, his expression was as self-satisfied as a primary school chicken.His eyes are as clear as glass, filled with Duanze himself.

Duanze put his hands on the mirror, and he covered his face with one hand, but the corners of his mouth slowly turned up.He remembered, he finally remembered everything thoroughly.

"The number of the experiment is i7, and i71 is the first subject of this experiment." It was me.

Everything is explained, why would he trust a clone so much?Only people with split personalities can absolutely understand, this is the most perfect solution deduced by Duan Ze.

The experiment was successful, and Duanze split into two selves, admiring each other and never feeling lonely again.

"But the strong sense of responsibility made him unable to kill himself, so it would only lead to an ending in the end."

Is schizophrenia a real mental illness or just an escapist fantasy?

Xu Jinyan put away the consultation records, smiled and shook his head, if it can comfort the patient, why should he pursue its truth and correctness?

After all, all people are independent individuals, consciously or unintentionally, constructing their own world.

He is in his world, you cannot enter.

"I'm glad you didn't create another clone," said i71 in the mirror.

"It's me who should become the T-virus infected body." Duan Ze said, "You only need to..."

It took him a year in his dream before he finally stopped being grandiose and softly expressed his love to his i71, "You just need to stay with me."

"But I can't bear it." i71 said, "Besides, I'm already an excellent experimental subject."

The first T-virus modification potion was injected into the side neck of the person in the mirror, and at the same time Duanze also pressed the button to start the doomsday.

The T virus began to spread silently. Compared to this world, Duanze may have saved 10 people, but he will pay the price of 90 deaths. His crimes are unforgivable, and his achievements will never be forgotten. Remember.

only--

If the world praises Duanze, i71 will be by Duanze's side.

If the world hates Duanze, i71 will be by Duanze's side.

All the time, every minute, every second, until they come to the end of their lives in the same year, the same month, the same day, the same minute and the same second.

Regardless of heaven and hell, i71 walks with Duanze.

It was packed into a dark cage, which was so tightly covered that it couldn't see the person carrying the cage.

I couldn't even hear his voice, but I could only hear another person exhorting, "Although this kitten is the white hair and blue eyes you ordered, it has cancer and won't live long."

"Give it away?"

"How could anyone be willing to raise a short-lived cat! Hey, you really are."

"Forget it, please be nice to it."

It licked its paw, waiting for the man to open the cage, but he never did.It was so hungry that it meowed with all its might.

Then, the cage was finally opened.The man seemed to have not seen the sun for a long time, his skin and hair were pale, and he only had a pair of blue eyes that were exactly like him.

"Whose cat is it?" Wu Dao, casually lifted it up from inside, his hands were indifferent, like the god of death hooking up the kitten with a scythe.And the origin of this cat is obvious, this is a poor little kitten that was abandoned and died soon.

It meowed and licked his hand, I'm hungry!

Wu stared at it for a long time, and clicked his tongue, "It can only meow."

"Then I'll call you Meow Meow."

After five years of isolation, the sound of meow woke him from the endless void.

At that moment, Wu "lived" over.

"Big dog, don't leave yet. A new leader will arrive soon, and we will give him a welcome feast."

"Huh? Why was there no news at all before?"

"It's not like you don't know about the temporary transfer. Recently, the police station has always been transferred frequently."

"What's his name?" Gou Mingyi suddenly thought of that strange kid today.

"His name is Wei Chongji."

The phone at the police station rang deafeningly, "A suicide case occurred on Xishan West Street! The deceased was a university professor, and the last text message before his death was sent to his student Duanze—"

"Duanze?" Gou Mingyi looked up at the visitor registration form, on which the word Duanze was written squarely.

"Dog**" he swears. "Call the police! Don't tell the suspect to run away!"

"Who, who?"

"Damn it, people are already under our noses, who else could it be? Duanze!"

I will wear cumin all over my body, but I will never forget the blood in my heart.

I am Duan Ze.

I have no name, no origin, no way back.

I will go forward with my sword and never back down.

In all that I do, bear witness to My name.

An upright person is an upright man, and his luster is as dry as a bone.

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The author has something to say:

The author likes to find a psychiatrist for a while

The author asked her: I feel that no one can understand me, do I have to change myself and become like them?

The psychiatrist chatted with the author for a long time, and finally said: You should think that the person you are willing to change yourself for will definitely not annoy you so much.You may not even need to change yourself.

Author: OO

Author: So what kind of person would this person be?Does it really exist?

Psychiatrist: I don't know either.

This is the source of this novel

A story of a childish, reckless, second-year-old, lonely dragon slayer.

A story that has been written for too long. (It’s been two years, I’m really guilty_(:з」∠)_)

Writing a novel is a luxurious and romantic thing for the author.In the gap between ordinary life and the gap between acknowledging your own mediocrity, you can expect to describe the whole picture of this story in detail, and watch the ending of the story be unveiled in front of the eyes of you and the author.

Thank you so much for giving me such courage.

For Duanze, this was an extremely lonely story, a one-man show.

But the i71 appeared, and the story became a fairy tale.

This is not a perfect story, the author regrets not being able to describe one ten-thousandth of the desired feeling, but I still hope you like it.

In any case, thank you very much for accompanying me to write this story, and I hope the world treats you kindly :)

See _(:з」∠)_ for the next article

PS: The next article is going to study the signing, it will be a bit of a hassle, the author will try to hurry up _(:з」∠)_

冲冲冲_(:з」∠)_感谢在2021-12-1319:57:54~2021-12-1511:53:57期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 6 bottles of spring and Jinlin;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!