Night has fallen, but the sky is still filled with light. The iron whales are cruising around the Dunling Tower like they are hunting prey. The light shines on it, illuminating the charred remains without any shadow.
hide.
The battle is over, but subsequent events still need to be dealt with, such as these collapsed buildings and residual erosion...
This time, even if people don't want to pay attention, Dunling Tower is like a raging fire and has become a beacon above the city.
The elevator reached the end, and as the dark side opened, Watson walked out of the dark stairs and stepped into the light of the sky.
Old Dunling not only has outposts on the surface, but also has many hidden outposts that are completely guarded by scavengers. These outposts are usually silent, disguised as abandoned residential buildings, waiting for demolition and reconstruction.
Thanks to the influence of antimemes, these buildings did not attract the attention of the citizens. Even if they noticed it slightly, they would just sigh at the bloated municipal planning. They have been abandoned for so long and have not been rebuilt.
The purge agency is also unaware of the existence of these secret outposts. Their interiors have been transformed into similar strongholds, with vertical elevators that go directly to the Land of Sorrow, which can transport a large number of soldiers to the ground in a short period of time.
Now that the Scavengers are completely hidden, this invisible force is spreading crazily in the old Dunling. There are far more antimemetic weapons than the purge agencies are aware of, and they are now placed all over every street.
"After an antimemetic weapon is detonated, it will only kill, corrode, and make the unlucky citizens forget something. It will not destroy buildings or damage human bodies... This kind of weapon is really interesting. Is it a cleaning weapon?"
Joey lifted the heavy box and handled it with Robin.
Inside the secret post, the scavengers were marching silently, and they could see tall Ufo Butchers parked on the first floor. They were brought to the ground by elevators, and then covered with black cloth, ready to go in the shadows.
Anonymous people can be seen walking around, and what is familiar is that these people are all wearing the same clothes.
"So these people are... Cai Gong?" Robin asked with some confusion.
"Well, they call themselves Cai Gong. Compared with their names, this is more like a unified title. As for their original names, who knows?" Joey replied.
"Is it like the scavenger who cleans up the mechanism?" The robin said to himself, "The Cai Gong of Jiuxia Anonymous..."
For some reason, the robin suddenly felt that these scavengers were very similar to Mr. Cai, but he couldn't tell where exactly they looked like.
"What are they going to do?" the robin asked again.
I saw these Cai Gongs picking up their weapons and putting on their gray and black raincoats, then walked out of the secret posts one after another and moved forward together with the pedestrians on the street. The strange thing was that the pedestrians did not seem to realize the existence of Cai Gong. Soon,
These people diluted into the streets and disappeared.
Their antimemetic protection is so strong that they have blocked their own information on a large scale. The result is that their sense of existence has become extremely thin, and few people can keep their eyes on them.
"I don't know. You know the regulations. If we don't know, it means we shouldn't know."
As he spoke, Joey raised his head and looked at the darkness above his head, as if he could see things high up through the ceiling.
"Just believe, blindly believe until you die."
"Is that so..." Robin's eyes were blank for a while, and then he asked curiously, "Do you think there will be someone who will be completely isolated by the antimeme, so that it would be difficult for us to realize his existence even if he is standing next to us?
Woolen cloth?"
Joey thought for a moment and said.
"Yes, completely isolated by antimemetics, his information will be completely eradicated, just like a novel, his character is completely deleted from the book, and all plots related to him have been tampered with to cover up his
disappear.
But in the same way, if he is completely erased, he will have no so-called consciousness at all. In other words, 'he' will become a complete 'blank'. Even if it can be achieved, he is just a body now.
Just a corpse."
Joey felt an oppressive coldness. This kind of death is probably the most frightening thing.
"Being completely forgotten... Even I have forgotten myself. This is the result of being completely covered by antimeme. It is not like you said, acting without being noticed by anyone.
While antimemes protect us, they also affect us."
The robin nodded, and sighed.
"I feel like I haven't been away from the purification agency for a long time, but when I come back, it feels like I haven't been away for more than ten years. Everything has changed too fast."
"You have to adapt, this is a fast-paced era."
Joey also pointed out the robin, but his relaxed expression did not last long, and he continued.
"Now we are going to 'kill' the Unspeakable in this way, bombarding it with a huge amount of antimemes until it is completely covered.
In this way, all roads leading to sublimation will be blocked and forgotten, and an invisible wall will be built between humans and it. More importantly, this will also allow it to forget itself, and it will only become a mass.
A disordered and gentle consciousness, it does not know who it is, and has no so-called instincts. It is just an absolute 'blank', contained in the cage of antimemes and buried in the shadow of human forgetfulness."
…
Galahad pushed open the iron door and walked onto the rooftop. He was faced with a slight cold drizzle, which drove away the confusion in his consciousness.
"Roger appears again, and he surprises the Broken Dome."
Galahad said.
"I know, you can tell this kind of thing without saying anything."
At the edge of the rooftop, Watson was standing there, raising his head, as if he was observing the glow behind the clouds.
It was as if there were gods fighting behind the clouds and mist, and giant beasts in the world were wandering around them. Watson wanted to draw this scene, but it was a pity that she couldn't draw, so she could only remember it all with her eyes.
"He will find out the information about the purge agency bit by bit. Can we really keep it a secret forever?" Galahad's voice was full of uncertainty.
"Who knows?" Watson replied calmly, as if her mood would not be affected by people or events, "but this is still within control."
"These sacrifices are necessary, and the exposure of intelligence is also expected. This scene must be perfect enough, so perfect that we can hardly accept it..."
Galahad interrupted Watson and asked.
"What if Roger continues to invade? He can completely disrupt our plan. There is no need to wait so long. He can even go all the way down from the Broken Dome to the hinterland and completely destroy the purification mechanism."
This is not alarmist, this is a completely possible fact. It can be seen from how easily he invaded the Broken Dome that Galahad was afraid of this.
Death row and deus ex machina go hand in hand, but what you need to know is that there is no absolutely perfect plan in this world, but there is absolutely powerful power.
In the face of absolute power, no matter how cunning the plot is, it will appear very unbearable.
Once they fail, as long as there is a slight mistake, it will be the end of mankind for everyone.
"Someone will help us," Watson said. "He will restrict Roger's movements until he finds an opportunity to kill him completely."
"Are you talking about Adren? But..."
"In the first confrontation with Roger, not only was he testing us, but we were also testing them, Roger and Edlen.
It can be seen from this action that Adren has no thoughts about us for the time being. His primary target is Roger. It can be said that Adren is temporarily on our side. Do you think he will indulge Roger like this?
Killing?
As an organization that fights against demons, do you think Adren will let us be destroyed by Roger? If Roger follows your instructions and continues to go deeper, he will definitely be blocked by Adren."
"But what if Adren doesn't come?" Galahad asked.
Watson was silent for a moment, and laughter burst out from under the mask.
"Then he must be doing more important things...such as finding Roger's true form."
Looking at the surrounding buildings, Old Dunling was so huge, with densely packed buildings extending to the end of the field of vision.
"Now the two monsters are in this city, and their bodies are hidden in these thousands of miles."
"You are betting your hopes on Adren." Galahad said.
"There is no way, this is not an evenly matched war. We need to use all our strength and... a little luck."
Watson stretched out his hand and could feel the slight coldness in his palm, and the fine raindrops flickered across the metal surface.
The hazy light rain has covered the city again, bringing more chills at this time of winter. The citizens have become accustomed to the rain in Old Dunling, but few people have noticed that such continuous light rain has continued.
For many days, I kept baptizing the city.
"This is our home court, and antimemes are constantly seeping into every part of this city with the help of rain, and they will continue to spread here for a long time.
When you are in the dark, you can tell the direction of the light, but when you are in the scorching sun, where should you look for the trajectory of the light?"
Watson spoke slowly.
"Roger has already fallen under the influence of antimemes, but he was misled by us and regarded this reality with errors as the real 'reality'."
"So what?" Galahad didn't understand.
"In order to cover such a vast city, the antimeme has been diluted too much, so the impact is very small, but what if we continue to increase the dose?"
Watson said calmly.
"Do you still remember when you cooperated with Lorenzo to hunt Lawrence? This is also a similar battle situation."
"Roger travels through the [gap] at will, and the impact he causes is so great that he can easily cause the entire city to fall. And now, we are pouring a steady stream of antimemes into the city to make it 'normal'
Start to distort, and if you stay here for a long time, Roger will be misled by it.
All forces related to erosion will be suppressed, and more importantly..."
"Increase the dose and turn the entire city into [River of Forgetfulness]."
Galahad thought about this ending, and his body couldn't help but feel a chill.
At that time, the entire old Dunling will become the "carrier" of the antimeme, and this is just to suppress and kill Roger and Edlon.
A silent giant wave will sweep through every corner of the city, hunting down the remaining monsters until they are eradicated.
"Is this...is this also a necessary sacrifice?" Galahad asked.
"Compared to those who died fighting demons in history, those who died next are just a small part.
As for the good guys and the bad guys...I never said I was a good guy or the savior of the world. I just simply wanted to end it all. As for these titles, let those who come after me decide."
Watson's tone was relaxed, and as her sublimation deepened, she became more like Roger and Edlon.
Human beings need to sleep, eat, etc., and Watson has not tried all of these for a long time, and in fact she has no need to try.
The so-called humanity was constantly being peeled off from her body, and these burdens were falling off little by little, making Watson's body become light and almost fly, being lifted up by the random breeze and lifted into the heaven of the dome.
"But don't worry too much, Galahad."
Watson tried to make him relax. The more sublimated, the more Watson realized the dullness of her emotions. It had been a long time since there was anything that could make waves in her calm heart.
So sometimes Watson will become more naughty, just like Roger, teasing life and watching their funnyness, but Watson herself has forgotten this at some point. She was also a human being at the beginning.
a member of.
"Old Dunling is too huge. Neither we nor Jiuxia can do it to this extent."
"It only exists in imagination, right?" Galahad asked.
"Um."
Watson left the edge. Behind her, on the towering tower, the iron whales were also slowly retreating. They were like eating their prey cleanly. As they left, the light hovering in the sky gradually faded.
Rise up until finally, it turns to darkness.
"Really?"
Galahad looked at Watson strolling away and asked.
Is what she said true or false?
Watson turned her head. She said nothing, only a delicate and cold mask.
Galahad looked at the lines on the mask, and his gaze spread to the dark eyes, where there was only pure darkness.
He needs to blindly and paranoidly believe in the existence in front of him, but she is no longer human and has transformed into a weird thing that is difficult for ordinary people to understand.
Is the next path the right one or the wrong one...
Galahad felt that he had gone astray. He didn't know whether to remain suspicious of the monster or to resolutely carry out the order.
He looked at the streets under the rooftop. Cai Gong had been "diluted" in the city. Their weak presence was everywhere. They were silent and spreading, like a spreading virus.
Just waiting to accumulate strength and prepare for the moment when the poison will explode, and the stormy waves will come.