It was a world that I was accustomed to, and I also had the height that I was accustomed to.
It was a strange and bizarre world. At first glance, it always felt like seeing flowers in the mist. It was not a loss of vision, but more like a lens smeared with Vaseline that looked extremely hazy.
Then came the heavy fog that spread from all directions.
There are monsters and criminals in the fog, attacking and destroying the city, and attacking and maiming the citizens.
Exclamations and screams, as well as wails and curses, filled all directions.
Standing on the high point of the long slope, the young man looked at the distance from near to far. When he looked back, even the evergreen trees on both sides of the forest road behind him were burning.
Not far away, the college was trampled into ruins. Several limping girls were being chased. They had horse-like pointed ears and long tails on their heads. Their faces were unreal, but they made him subconsciously want to rush towards them. .
But he didn't take a step after all.
He watched this scene, watching pure darkness spread out among the ruins.
The darkness spread like pitch-black mud, engulfing those horse girls the moment before their fingers touched him, and he moved his eyes away, looking again at the gradually crumbling city in the distance.
The first sound coming here was made.
"If you have this technology, why don't you show this to everyone?"
As the sound fell, the darkness intensified and spread, beginning to saturate the distant cityscape.
Every time the cityscape in his field of vision sank into darkness, the hazy feeling in front of his eyes also faded a little, causing the height of his field of vision to gradually decrease.
I also became more and more aware of what I was doing before I came here.
Delivering goods, no doubt, and then again encountering a premeditated ambush.
Instead of using a barrier device to hide people's eyes and ears, or even a decent robbery team, they hypnotized a whole building of people to gather here in an endless stream, trying to bring down the courier, or perhaps trying to make the courier panic. Overreaction.
Rather than trying to rob the goods, it's more like trying to cause trouble for Penguin Logistics - but that's not the point.
For Omo at the time, the motive of the behavior was not a priority. It was the top priority to use the current conditions to confirm the opponent's modus operandi in order to break the situation.
To be honest, if it was only a small amount, he would think of the same kind of goods, that is, the people from the Daisis system who appeared during the previous robbery.
This type of cosmonaut has a big head and eyes, a small body, and looks very much in line with the early exploration of alien images. It can possess humans. On the Tiga set, it possessed Nanase Rina/Yanagase. Rina.
But mass hypnosis is another story.
It doesn't rely on sound, it doesn't rely on gas, and there is no source of energy to get involved. If a deep mental trap is laid in advance, it shouldn't be enough to make you faint at the first tap.
Technological light hypnosis is ineffective on Texas, Lapland, and Angels. What do these three have in common?
There is no connection between the races of angels and wolf girls. The former even has the spiritual talent to empathize with their own race, which is obviously different from the latter's mental structure.
So why not take a step back and not think about their spiritual similarities, but think about how they are different from the hypnotized social beasts and security guards in that building?
There are many such differences, but for someone like Omer, the first possibility he can think of is a "different world".
Even if they are both intelligent creatures, even if they are also called human beings, there is still a difference in mental frequency between people in another world and people in this world. This is a difference rooted in the soul.
It is common knowledge that is mentioned in the spiritual source energy class. As the number of time-travelers increases year by year, it has become the focus of the exam.
Such a subtle gap is easy to overcome for source energy. The hypnotic effect of mental source energy is always treated equally, unless there is a huge difference in mental intensity.
But for technological hypnosis, especially radio waves and the like - different mental wave frequencies also require debugging different radio wave mixing ratios and frequencies. This is a troublesome job, requiring as much trial and error as the early research and development of source energy hypnosis. .
It made sense logically, and he even knew of a cosmic being who had mastered this technology.
But it does not represent all possibilities. Omer knows very well that he is only 19 years old. No matter how much he observes, no matter how much professional knowledge he learns, and no matter how much relevant information he reads online, he still has 19 years of experience.
Among them, some pure entertainment time without knowledge acquisition was also cut off. He felt that his knowledge of the entire world was not enough to truly make a confident judgment.
So he wanted to do an experiment first.
An effortless verification, remove the shield that has been maintained out of caution, and try it yourself.
He clearly remembered that the experimental proof had been completed before he was hypnotized.
That strong sense of drowsiness and tingling was indeed not the source of energy, but a kind of radio wave frequency. Galatron's radar feedback pointed directly upward, providing further proof.
Corresponds to the probability of him hitting the public screen II.
He played a total of three possibilities in the public screen.
One possibility is hypnotic waves, but if it's not above, it's a strange device.
One possibility is that the unresponsiveness of the Galatron card is not due to the hypnosis of the radio waves but an ability outside of one's own cognition.
One is that Galatron reacts and points out the location, and Omer locks the opponent's identity, or even the vehicle, and only needs to go directly to destroy the battle.
Regardless of the possibility, a call to the police was suggested. As long as sufficient intelligence was provided, the federal police could be as reassuring as Batman in a fight.
No matter which possibility is possible, it is based on the proof that he was hypnotized, and the fact that he will be knocked unconscious by his teammates is inevitable.
So Texas asked if there was a milder solution.
In other words, Lapland will be eager to try to knock out his teammates, and maybe there will be additional ingredients in the process.
But to be honest, it’s not difficult to knock out the hypnotized Omer, right?
Because even in that light hypnotic state, Omer could not perform any complicated operations, and Omo had the posture of a child. Although his physical fitness was much stronger than that of ordinary children, it was still not as strong as Texas, which used a big sword like a rapier. people.
It can't be defeated by brute force, let alone achieve a record like a phantom god in the civil war.
Therefore, Omo was very confident that he would not become a mole. They even knocked him unconscious and left him alone, so he was not even a small burden.
In fact, Omer doubted that he was not crazy in reality.
Because he was having a lucid dream just now, and looking at the twisted and weird dream, he understood why those night shift workers were so aggressive, and maybe they were still heroes protecting others in their dreams.
Of course, it could also be that he was venting his inner dark violent mania in front of others.
But no matter which one, he didn't do it.
He quietly watched the darkness swallow up all this falsehood, until there was no more light and noise between heaven and earth, and there was only pure darkness and silence. The darkness was like a gauze, reflected by a few strands of light.
He opened his eyes, then narrowed them slightly.
Listening to the shouts and conversations of the police officers and ambulance personnel, Omer quickly adapted to the lights here, and there was a softness behind him that made his mind slightly stuck.
He lowered his head and had a pair of arms wrapped around his chest.
Uh...it seems like even the things you sit on have subtle touches.
"What's happening here?"
Although his mind was further broken, he still subconsciously asked about the current situation.
"Are you awake too?" Texas, who was still watching the rescue work in the distance, lowered his head and looked at the child in his arms. After noticing the other person's struggle, he let go.
Then he stood up from the stool, then raised his hand and knocked on the microphone: "Linton is awake, bring the car over and send him off for the next trip."
"okay!"
The voice of the capable angel was still so energetic that Omer reacted and scanned the surroundings, and saw that there was a spacecraft being commanded to shrink not far away.
"Are they really from the Pegatron?" Looking at the disc-shaped spaceship that was exactly the same as in his impression, Omo thought to himself that the styles of these spaceships are really consistent.
The Metronian spaceship is always in the shape of a chicken gizzard, and the Pegatron spaceship is still the big white plate.
"Well, his arm was cut off by Lapland, and a big hole was made in the spaceship by Zaro." Texas walked to the side and leaned forward slightly.
Do you really treat me like a child?
Omo noticed her little movement and was speechless.
He naturally understands the basic skills of squatting, bending, and leaning forward when talking to a child to lower his posture and better judge the flow of expressions, even since he was a child.
He complained about the adults who treated him like this since he was a child. He didn't expect to be able to relive it ten years later and it was a bit embarrassing.
But instead of complaining about this, he asked more thoughtfully: "Where are the Pegaians?"
There was a little excitement in these words, but he failed to notice it himself.
On the contrary, Texas looked at him in surprise, and then pointed to the driveway in the distance: "You have been taken away by the police car, and the statement has been recorded. The police officer responsible for the statement this time does not seem to know you."
"It's not like everyone knows me," Omo briefly moved his body, and after confirming that his condition was better, he sighed, "Oh, I woke up late."
"It's so nice to sleep in Texas' arms, isn't it?"
"You can't say that, I'm also lacking..."
Omo shut up after realizing it, and then he saw the truck approaching, and a white-haired silly dog looked out of the window: "Lack of love?"
"Lack of sleep," Omer said angrily, "I heard that you chopped off the arms of the Pegatron?"
"After tossing us for so long, my arms are too weak, but Texas didn't come up to add two more swords." At this point, Lapland, who pushed open the car door and walked down, clicked his tongue, "You guy Also, what does it mean that you wanted to take action at first, but then fell silent when Texas hugged you?"
"Is it possible that I'm very quiet to begin with?" Omer said, then turned back to cast a doubtful glance at the black silk legs, "You didn't knock me out?"
"You can't resist my strength, and you're very quiet, so there's no need to knock you unconscious." Texas said calmly, "Didn't you ask me to do it?"
"I didn't expect you to execute it like this."
And it sounds like a subtle sense of humiliation.
Omo was speechless and looked back at Lapland: "Do you have any photos of the Pegaians?"
"?" Lapland came close to look at Omer, as if he were looking at a patient, "Why do I have that picture of a bird's head? Nurse over there, come over and see if there is anything wrong with this guy!"
"Come, come, come here, point it at the scanner to confirm, oh! He's very healthy." The nurse looked at the child in front of her in surprise and felt that he looked familiar, but she still had other work to do.
"Call me if you have any problems, little brother. I'm going to check on the situation over there."
She ran very fast, but the sudden burst of laughter behind her still made her look back in confusion, but she didn't pay much attention.
"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"
"Pfft... uh, if you want photos, I have them!" Angel Angel in the driver's seat said with a suppressed smile, "I just recorded them when I was shooting with the drone. You can take as many pictures as you want!"
"...Then just show me the video."
"Let's see how you dealt with it at that time, and you haven't seen the Pegaians with your own eyes yet."
"I heard from my sister that people like to put what they value most at the end of a sentence."
"Your sister is talking nonsense."
(End of chapter)
