Why are you asking this question? What exactly is this measuring?
Gu Jun looked at the five judges in front of him. The five faces seemed to be slightly distorted. The air in the judging room seemed to be mixed with a rancid smell, which made him unable to breathe. The pressure kept rising, rising, rising.
As early as the third day of taking the intelligence test and taking those infant and toddler development scales, Gu Jun understood that this comprehensive review was not that simple.
And he realized the jury's strategy and exerted internal pressure on him, causing his psychological defense to collapse by himself...
Perhaps this strategy was indeed effective. After these twelve days, the chaos in his heart was about to break free.
He took a deep breath and said in a deep voice:
"Edmund Burke believed that things that in some way inspire human ideas of pain and danger, that is, that can be frightening in some form, are sources of the sublime. You should know this, the sublime is originally
It appears when humans have strong emotions. And fear is the most primitive and strongest emotion that humans can feel. For example, death, the untimely death of celebrities will always make people feel a kind of sublimity, and then put the untimely death into
Deification of dead celebrities.
So you ask, do disasters inspire a sense of sublimity in me? I think this is nonsense. Yes, it definitely does. All major disasters are scary, full of unknowns, and impossible to control. Of course, there is a sense of sublimity. It's like
Doomsday-themed disaster movies can often produce magnificent themes and artistic conceptions. However, don’t misunderstand my attitude. It is human nature that I feel noble from catastrophes. This does not mean that I like disasters, nor does it mean that I want to
It's going to be a disaster.
I am afraid of it, so I feel it is sublime."
After saying these words in one breath, the turmoil in Gu Jun's heart subsided. Thinking about Wu Shiyu, thinking about other relatives and friends, calm down...
The five reviewers did not interrupt him, nor did they take notes. They just observed him intently.
After he finished speaking, they did not comment. After a pause for a few seconds, Zhai Minghui asked the next question: "After you came into contact with supernatural things again, in the past two or three years, have you ever felt that external forces could control you?"
Thoughts? Especially external forces from a different world?"
As Gu Jun listened, the restlessness suddenly rose again...
It seems, as if, vaguely, there is another voice speaking:
They want to know if you are you; they want to know if you are actually a puppet; they want to know if there are threads controlling you that even you cannot see; they want to know if you are a human being.
Or something...
They are not just the reviewers here, but also those above, many people, who are dissatisfied with your universal free medical care plan in both circles...
"No, 4 points." Gu Jun's voice had become hoarse, and he saw that the faces of the five reviewers were even more distorted, or perhaps his own vision was distorting, "There are many external forces trying to control my thoughts. I have experienced
I have tried it many times...but if I have to judge for myself, I think it has not been successful so far..."
Really, you think you are not controlled by any external force, or even affected by your thoughts.
But how is this possible? In this world, all kinds of cultures, all kinds of knowledge, all kinds of ideologies... everyone is affected.
There is no so-called pure self, absolute purity is blank, and the process of shaping oneself is a process of being influenced...
If external forces just tell you some unconventional views, does that count as trying to control you? If you want to find out the truth, you need to listen to and think about various views, even if you think that view is ridiculous at first...
Many of the principles you regard as guidelines today were considered extremely ridiculous at the beginning... Human beings have no eternal ideas at all...
"Captain Gu, take a rest for 5 minutes and drink some water." At this time, Zhai Minghui said.
Interrogation must be done skillfully, and you cannot blindly apply pressure. Sometimes it is also necessary to lighten the atmosphere.
Now Gu Jun's face became ugly, and his eyes even seemed to show hostility, which was in line with the review principle of relaxing and resting.
In the past twelve days, Gu Jun had been very cooperative, answering when he answered and resting when he rested.
But now, Gu Jun said hoarsely: "No, go ahead, whatever you want to ask, just ask..."
Each reviewer wears headphones, and their actions must be obeyed by the command from the dispatcher. After Xu got the command, Zhai Minghui said again: "That's good. Just talking about talent, do you think Lai Sheng will, Laleye teaches?"
Is it very difficult and rare for evil organizations such as the Dagon Group and the Dagon Secret Cult to cultivate a soul boy with such a talent as you?"
"Yes." Gu Jun became more and more low-key, "5 points. It's an accident. I'm glad that it's so difficult for them to cultivate one."
"Do you think it is your uniqueness that attracted Nyarlathotep's attention?"
Gu Jun frowned, and a few veins loomed on his pale face, "Yes, 3 points... I have something special..."
As I spoke, something became clearer and clearer in my mind, about the true purpose of this comprehensive review and what was happening.
The faces of the five judges were almost twisted into a whirlpool.
The luxurious scenes of those charity dinners flashed through his mind, the old man setting up a street vendor, the shivering stray dog, the hospital corridor crowded with patients seeking help during the Legionnaires' disease, Chi Chi's face, Xue
Ba's face flashed past those fragments of negative choice consciousness, and flashed past the alien banyan tree...
These things were pulling him, and he felt himself twisting.
Suddenly, at this time, Zhai Minghui's voice came again, like a sharp blade stabbing into his heart, causing blood to flow dripping from his heart.
"Do you think that because of your birth, the Laisheng Society has established a special connection between the earth world and the alien world, thereby making the abnormal forces related to the alien world more active in the earth world? And
Therefore, it attracted the attention and interest of other dark forces?"
Gu Jun's heart suddenly hurt so much that he couldn't breathe, as if millions of tons of turbid substance had been poured into him.
The empty and gray surroundings seemed to be spinning, but indoors, the wind was biting.
They are wondering whether it is you who has caused the disaster, whether it is you who has caused the world to fall into misfortune again and again...
But is it really just like this? What makes you, the person above, feel so uneasy...
Are they worried that you will attract disaster, or are they worried that you will lose control, their control...
Gu Jun, you have become untrustworthy. Even if you have done so much and sacrificed so much, you have become untrustworthy...
If you want to impose a crime, there is no excuse...Meat eaters are despicable and fail to plan far...
But, ask yourself, are their concerns totally unfounded? Are you sure it's really not you, son of doom?
"Captain Gu, please answer this question."
Answer, answer, answer, prove yourself, prove.
"I..." Gu Jun gasped slightly, his lungs becoming more and more clogged, "I don't know... I really don't know..."
The faces of the five reviewers seemed to be indifferent, and a voice came from them: "That is between the two, please rate it."
Suddenly, an inexplicable flame burst out from the chaos, almost engulfing him.
"I don't know!" Gu Jun felt himself shaking and couldn't help but stand up from his chair, "It's just to ask this question these days, right...doing so many tests and wasting so much time, how much else could this have been done with?
Work! We don’t have so much time to waste here..."
The voice suddenly became anxious, "Captain Gu, calm down and pay attention to the warning from your rational monitoring stone!"
The figures at the judging table all stood up, and there were operational personnel with guns running quickly from around, as well as occult magic personnel.
Rationality Monitoring Stone? Gu Jun glanced at the Rationality Monitoring Stone worn on his left wrist, and seemed to see a red light lighting up, and the red light quickly became more intense...
Is it a dark force...or is it a force beyond what mortals can understand and control?
Gu Jun, they won't listen to you. As you are now, no one will listen to you, neither the arrogant and greedy upper class nor the stupid, weak and timid lower class will listen to you... Unless you have stronger power, let
The power of their obedience…let your words have power…
Legionnaires' disease is the dawn of a new era and a huge turning point... Human history is a history of wars and plagues... Legionnaires' disease will reshape the world...
Misfortune is fair. Conqueror worms have no distinction between high and low. No matter which class you are in, whether you are high up in the sky or in the dirt underground, misfortune can suddenly come.
Differences create suffering, differences create diseases, positive selection, negative selection, draw, if differences cannot be eliminated, diseases cannot be eliminated.
This world is sick, this civilization is sick...
You don’t have to agree with these views, you can use your own views to change the world, and you can have greater power.
You hate Nyarlathotep and Shub-Nicholas, but the powers that exist in the universe are not just these...
Haven't you realized that your insistence on being a mortal is just a stubborn inertia?
Persistence for the sake of persistence, ignorant persistence, numb persistence...
"Captain Gu, please be careful, we will hit you with the old seal!"
An alarm sounded in the review room, and there were more and faster footsteps all around. A team of personnel had already surrounded him tightly, including stun guns, rifles, and old seal stones.
Gu Jun looked at the nervous people around him. He seemed to be able to see through them and see the dark shadows filling the back.
The entire vast review room seemed to have melted into another place, and I didn’t know which space or dimension it was.
In the darkness that filled the air, there were figures, hazy, swaying, and tall, looking at him and speaking to him:
"Gu Jun, our old rulers have prepared a demon seat for you. There is a greater mystery beyond human cognition."