The Collection of The End

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When I woke up, the first thing I saw was a round aqua blue glass window.

Outside the small window, there is a whole wall covered with a variety of imperceptible instruments, some of which show numbers, some show histograms, some show pie chart percentage icons, and more are all kinds of Switches and traffic lights.

Um ... outside? Why do I subconsciously think that it is outside?

I tried to rotate the angle of view, but found that this usually very relaxed movement was very dull at the moment, from "want to observe my situation at this time" to "the angle of view began to rotate", there was a full interval of five or six seconds, and the rotation The movement of the head is unusually slow.

What the hell? I got stuck?

After two sentences, the scheduled action was finally completed, and I also saw the surrounding environment clearly.

At this point, I was in a roughly elliptical "cylinder" with a diameter of more than one meter, and the inside of the barrel wall was light blue and silver-white metal. I was wearing a sick suit. Sitting in the center of a back chair that is temporarily invisible, although the surroundings are not narrow, they are not spacious enough to move at will.

The glass window directly in front is part of an oval metal door. Not far below the window is a door handle, but no keyhole is seen near the handle.

In addition, the whole "metal cylinder" is also filled with a faint ice-blue mist. It smells nothing special, and I don't know what it is.

I originally planned to reach out and pull down the handle, but considering that it was so difficult to turn my head just now, in order to prevent myself from getting out of balance and hitting the glass window, I still gave up this plan, just tried to raise my hand to Observe in front of your face.

Well, there is no keratin, it seems that there is no need to remove dead skin for the time being, it is time to fix the nails ... Bah, is it time to think about this?

To re-summary, the movement of raising the hand to the face is larger, but it is shorter than the movement of turning the head before, which can prove that no matter what state I was before, it is now recovering. This time Roman and Meng Nali Not directly jumping out and saying "you wake up" can prove that if they are not very confident in this "metal cylinder", they have something particularly important to be busy.

Am I the most important? Should they all turn around me? Is n’t it okay, I ’m the Virgin and not Mary Sue, yuck, yeah, yeah, forget it.

I tried to turn around and raise my hand to wait for the "delay" to disappear while recalling the previous dream.

From the high point of view, she can even **** my control. From the point of view, she is obviously another one. I am right, but she has not encountered "PAX-200", has never caught a stupid system, and has not prompted her sister. Assisted me in collecting the elements of doomsday. She even has a high probability that she has not discovered that she is an NPC or electronic life. No, it should be said that it is another me before "pointing the balloon."

However, it is still the Virgin.

Furthermore, it can be inferred that the implementer of the "time paradox" of the doomsday element is "we" ourselves-combined with the status of the "subspecies doomsday element" attached to the previous "Fengshenbang", as long as there are any two If there is a deviation between the behaviors, a "Boom" will sound and the game will end.

And the most unfortunate thing is that I have "subjective consciousness". Not only do I get bruised by the feedback of the "observer effect", but I have to go to my dreams to help me to fix the deviations caused by them. ... Sister Pit? Not right.

By the way, I pit myself.

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"laugh--"

After moving for a while, I felt that my action was no longer "delayed", put on cotton slippers near my feet, and reached out to try to turn the door handle. Although it was a bit laborious to turn it, it was not locked, and it appeared like a burst of After the pressure of the pressure cooker deflated, it opened smoothly to the outside.

Hmm ... pressure cooker? Am I a strange steamed dish?

Oops, with some signs of finesse, I started to vomit myself. In short, first go to Roman and Dr. Meng Nali to ask about the situation.

After all, there was speculation before. Even if I was "summoned", it was an instant matter from summoning to returning. I didn't change the position and skipped the time. After looking at the bright light outside, I was more sure of this.

Huhuhu ----

As I pushed out the door, the light blue gas also flowed outwards, and turned into a burst of white smoke. In this case, I was "refrigerated"?

After looking around and making some observations, I quickly determined where it was: the monitoring room next to my ward was also the office of Dr. Meng Nali.

Through an observation window, I can clearly see the intensive care unit I laid before, um ... when I have vision, I seem to see an ordinary mirror here, which is really the legendary single Mirror?

The question now is, where have the doctors gone?

I looked at the computers, desks, monitoring instruments, file cabinets, disinfection cabinets, and conventional medical equipment in the monitoring room, and the trolley next to them.

This should be routine monitoring, and real rescue and surgery is impossible with such a simple instrument.

But the problem is also obvious. If I am transferred to this strange "refrigerator" for some reason, someone should be responsible for monitoring the status at any time, unless my previous status is "no monitoring".

For doctors, a person who "does not need to be monitored", except for healthy people who are alive and kicking, are only dead people.

But the previous cylinder was equipped with handles inside, as if waiting for the people inside to go out, which is not like a refrigerator.

I looked around and walked outside the door of this office, and at a glance I saw a notice on my desk:

{Lin Yuanshan} Relatives: The patient {Lin Hao} was hospitalized in the {Cardiocerebral Vascular} Department of our hospital, and was diagnosed as {acute cerebral hemorrhage}. Although he was actively rescued, it still tended to deteriorate, and a notice of illness was issued ...

Well, the shot that Chi Si originally aimed at his wife hit me in the head?

I did n’t mention the stupid girl who pitted myself, but I managed to stop the domestic violence ... wait? It seems to be a more serious domestic violence if you beat your daughter?

Bah, his daughter is Ilia, it has nothing to do with me.

I opened the office door and came to the corridor, and heard Meng Nali and Roman's doctor coming from the direction of the step ladder.

"The director insisted that we inform the family of the" death news ", and it would be difficult if Xiaohao never wakes up." Roman showed up, holding the information board in one hand and scratching his head.

"Are you shy? What did you just say?" Although she didn't breathe, heartbeat, or brain wave activity, all the internal circulation has stopped, but she really didn't die. "What do you expect to be an ordinary person now? Director's letter? "Dr. Meng Nali followed him, holding a case board in his hand, an expression that wanted to knock on Roman's head.

Hmmm ... Lang Cai is female, born with a pair.

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