Ember Gun

  Chapter 577 Unlucky Ghost

  Compared with the fights and killings along the way, this land is undoubtedly much more friendly. There are no watchmen, no demons, and no squally winds and huge waves, but only this vast expanse of snow.

At this moment, the Epidemic Doctor’s heart has become more and more fearful. He began to pray for some physical monster to rush out and let him hack and kill, so that the emotion of "fear" will at least have an actual carrier, and it can bleed. , Can also be killed and thus defeated.

  But now it’s different. Fear has become a breeze everywhere, like dying old people, whispering constantly in their ears.

Both the Epidemic Doctor and Lorenzo felt the strangeness of this land, but the power was invisible and intangible. Apart from feeling the panic and injecting the medicine, they seemed to be unable to resist.

  This piece of...pure white hell.

   "Epidemic doctor, is there such a possibility?"

  Lorenzo grasped the rope and looked at the snow covered with footprints behind him.

  "Will there be another person with us? Kestrel? Or Shrike?"

   Lorenzo muttered to himself, his eyes shone, thinking about all this weirdness.

   "No, I only remember the three of us."

The Epidemic Doctor denied Lorenzo's words. Rather than denying it, it would be better to say that he was a little afraid to follow Lorenzo's thoughts to guess. If there is really an accompanying person lost here, then the Epidemic Doctor will now again. How many things have you forgotten?

   But like the paradox Lorenzo said, the epidemic doctor can't remember what he has forgotten, this kind of death is silent, and maybe even the next second he will forget who he is.

"Don't be so sure, Epidemic Doctor, this is also possible. Didn't we almost forget to inject Florund's medicine just now?" Lorenzo shook his head. Think about your own ideas.

  "There is an unlucky ghost among us. He ran out of Florund's potion and forgot to inject the potion, so he forgot why he injected the potion, and therefore forgot that the potion helped him maintain his memory.

  The memory collapsed little by little, and he forgot more and more, so that he had forgotten why he appeared here, and even who he was was forgotten. "

  Lorenzo said and twitched the rope around his waist. The rope connected him to the epidemic doctor, but Lorenzo looked at the other end, as if the rope should have been extended here to connect someone.

  But now the rope is interrupted here, only connecting Lorenzo and the Epidemic Doctor.

   "We can't judge the existence of the fourth guy, can we?" the epidemic doctor asked.

  According to Lorenzo, antimemetic will not only erase the existence of the fourth person on the memory level, but also shield everything related to it.

"Maybe the rope actually extends out. It is connecting the fourth hapless ghost, but we can't see the rope, nor can we feel the tension on the rope, and even say that the guy is standing in front of us now. , Yelled at us, punched us...but we just didn't realize his existence."

  The more he thinks, the more the epidemic doctor finds this white **** terrifying.

  Lorenzo had the completely opposite emotion to him. The epidemic doctor could clearly see that there was a smile on Lorenzo's face, and he became more excited, like a crazy monster.

"It's a terrible power. You can't remember the things that have been forgotten, and you can't know what your enemies look like. You face only unknown unknowns. Even when you go to war with them, you don't even know what to do. No warning."

   "What are you excited about, Holmes."

  The epidemic doctor tightened his muscles. Now he realizes that anything can happen in this ghost place. Maybe he has forgotten some key parts.

  For example, who is Lorenzo?

  The epidemic doctor's mind was slightly shaken. It was so peaceful here, except for the breeze that surging from time to time, there was almost no fluctuation, but it was such a seemingly harmonious place, but Lorenzo's words became crazy and ferocious.

   "The Epidemic Doctor, maybe at the end of the world, he really has the power to eradicate demons."

  Lorenzo's eyes were ecstatic.

   "Do you remember what a monster is?"

   "Demon..."

  The Epidemic Doctor thought, but secretly, the hard claws have been constructed in flesh and blood, and the Epidemic Doctor can take it out of its sheath like a sharp sword at any time.

"The real culprit of all these disasters is actually'erosion', memetic pollution information, which is applied to humans, turning them into crazy'monsters'. It can be said that'monsters' are only symptoms of human beings. , The real root cause is'erosion'.” The epidemic doctor explained. After his research, he came to the same conclusion as Lorenzo.

   "So, don't you think that antimemetics can completely block all of this?"

  Lorenzo whispered.

"Antimemes are self-enclosed information. They are fully capable of completely isolating the spread of erosion, and blocking this harmful information in reverse, so that the concept of'monsters' is stripped from everyone’s cognition. During the erosion, an iron curtain is cast. The erosion cannot spread, and no more demons will be born, all traces will be erased, and no one will be able to discover their existence."

   "Do you think this is possible?"

   Listening to Lorenzo's words, the epidemic doctor actually felt that there was such a feasibility, but then he felt that all this was too grand and too far away.

  This is a curse that has been passed down for thousands of years. How could it be broken so easily?

   "Yes, it is obviously impossible to rely on us alone, but the world is far bigger than you think. Epidemic doctors, we are not alone."

  Lorenzo's mind was surging. He suddenly understood why those guys were hiding behind the sea. They were an experiment in the first place.

This world has gone through countless cycles. In this cycle, there will always be people who are far better than Lorenzo, who will realize these. The rescue plan was launched long ago, and Lorenzo was just fortunate. Become one of them.

  Although he was in the white hell, Lorenzo's heart was illuminated by hope. In this heavy depression, he finally found the slightest chance of winning.

   "But before that, let's think about how to pick out the fourth unlucky man."

  Lorenzo looked solemn and walked behind him.

  He can't remember who the fourth guy is, but it is certain that the forgetting is mutual. When Lorenzo forgets his existence, it proves that he has been wiped out by antimemetics.

  "He may be by our side. After forgetting all the information, he will become a closed corpse, dragged forward by us."

  【Watson, do you have any ideas? 】

  Lorenzo asked in the gap.

   [No, I am also not aware of the existence of the fourth guy. It can be said that I am more affected by antimemetics than you. 】

  Watson’s voice sounded very disturbed.

  Lorenzo didn't ask much, he also understood Watson's situation.

  After stepping into sublimation, Watson has completely abandoned the existence of matter and turned into a wandering spirit of nothingness. Although the principle of all this is not clear, it can be confirmed that Watson has also become one of the roots of erosion.

  The sublimers of nothingness can release erosion at will, in order to influence others and spread harmful information.

In this land full of antimemes, Watson was always repelled by him. After all, she was actually no different from the Watchers. More importantly, she was emptied and could not use Florund's potion. .

  【But we may be able to spread the erosion. 】

  【Diffusion and erosion? 】

[Yes, the strength of antimemetics also changes. As long as erosion and antimemetics are used for consumption, there may be a momentary opportunity to loosen the influence of antimemetics, which reminds us of some Something forgotten. 】

  The firelight was rolling in the gaps of the iron armor, and Lorenzo looked at the black angel and asked uncertainly.

  【Is this feasible? 】

  【I don't know, antimeme itself is the unknown, and what you get from exploring the unknown is also the unknown. I don't know if it will succeed, but you can try it. 】

   [This place itself is to prevent the advancement of the watchman, once you use the power, will it attract its attention? 】

  【Who knows? But in any case, sooner or later, we will confront it head-on. It's better to experiment more now, at least to understand its more detailed nature. 】

  Lorenzo stopped talking. In fact, he didn't think he could learn more about antimemetics through this experiment.

  Antimeme itself is “unknown”.

  "Maybe the fourth person is just your illusion? Holmes." The epidemic doctor asked at this time. Unlike Lorenzo, the epidemic doctor always felt that the fourth person did not exist.

   "You may have been affected, causing you to have such an illusion that there was no fourth person in the beginning."

  Lorenzo looked at the epidemic doctor, and he said affirmatively.

  "I believe in my instincts, the epidemic doctor. Some people have tried to confuse me in this ridiculous way before, causing me to fall into their misleading, but the actual truth is that I am correct."

  Lorenzo has the confidence to face antimemetic in his heart, and it is this technique that allows him to find the secret buried deep in his soul.

   "Herkery taught me, I trust my memory more than you guys."

  Lorenzo pointed to his head. In the entanglement of flesh and nerves, there is a hidden and huge palace hidden.

  Of course, these are secondary. One of the main reasons why Lorenzo is so stubborn is that he doesn't dare to gamble.

He can’t remember who the fourth person is. He may be an insignificant person, or he may be a very important person to Lorenzo. Lorenzo can completely follow the power of antimeme and forget him completely and pretend to be Nothing happened.

  But now that Lorenzo is aware of this, he can't pretend that he doesn't know anything, he can't, and can't do it.

  【Go ahead, Watson. 】

  As Lorenzo finished speaking, the fireworks in the gap between the black angels became brighter and brighter. At the same time, they also felt that an abomination force enveloped the nearby area, followed by a violent wind.

The erosion was exposed to antimemetic, and the squeezed antimemetic began to reprove. Hua Sheng persisted. She didn't know how far the antimemetic counterattack would be. They had only a few chances. second.

  Lorenzo closed his eyes, and in these few seconds, the tall boulder was uplifted, imprisoning the three of them.

Bricks accumulate and move on the boulders. They bite and pile up and pile up into steps and domes. The air squirts, and transparent crystals grow along the edge of the stone window. They are combined together, and the gorgeous colors are dyed in it. On top, it becomes painted glass.

  Penns and paintings emerge from the stone wall, and tables, chairs and candlesticks rise from the ground to surround the position of the three.

  Lorenzo opened his eyes, and the white candlelight also lit up one by one, reflecting the dim palace.

   "It's been a long time."

  Lorenzo whispered, without stopping at all, he immediately stepped onto the long steps and broke into the palace of memory.

  Running wildly in the endless promenade, just as Lorenzo tried to save himself, searching for the memories related to all this, looking for the forgotten hapless ghost.

  A clear cold wind came from the other end of the promenade, and Lorenzo could hear the sound of the waves.

"Who are you?"

"Where are you?"

  Lorenzo muttered to himself, he opened one door after another, but he never found the guy.

  The sound of collapse sounded.

  Lorenzo turned around and saw the memory palace that was gradually collapsing, the bricks and stones shattered into dust, revealing a dark abyss.

  Antimemetic counterattack is faster than Lorenzo imagined. It is re-influencing Lorenzo, making it difficult for him to concentrate on remembering all this.

   "Calm down, Lorenzo, think about it...you can't remember the forgotten things."

  Lorenzo held his head, calmed his anxious heart, and then he remembered something.

   "You can't remember the forgotten things."

   Turning his head, Lorenzo looked at a wall beside him. According to the order of the doors, there should be a door here, but now it is replaced by bricks.

  "You are here..."

  Lorenzo looked at the blank wall, clenched his fist, and slammed it directly.

  The wall vibrates and dust falls.

  The vibration was transmitted into the darkness. In the almost eternal silence, this was the only sound, the only fluctuation that the corpse felt.

  It was stunned for a long time, maybe a few minutes, or maybe decades, before it slowly realized the occurrence of fluctuations.

  But it still couldn't change much, it was just a small episode in the long silence, but in the following hundreds of years, such vibrations became more and more, until one day in absolute darkness, a beam of light fell.

  The light shone on its pupils, neither bright nor dim, but it was the only light in the endless years.

  It seemed to be ringing something, the voice that had been stubborn for an unknown period of time, almost completely extinguished, rang again.

"I'm……"

  The corpse opened its mouth dry, it tried to make a sound, but the words were extremely blurred.

  It tried to move, but it had forgotten how to manipulate its body, so it took a long time to learn, until it could stand up swayingly and walk towards the light.

  It doesn’t know who it is or why it’s here, and it even says that it doesn’t have the ability to "think" at all.

   But just like instinct drove it, even after such a long time, time still failed to kill the unwilling soul. In the long despair, he found a respite and burned.

  The corpse raised its shriveled arm blankly, and smashed it into the darkness that hindered itself.

  This is the last time Lorenzo slammed it. His fist was already bloody, leaving dazzling blood stains on the wall.

  He still failed, and the collapse of the palace spread to this place, until in the end Lorenzo still failed to rescue the hapless ghost.

  The surrounding buildings collapsed into dust in the sky, which disappeared completely under the breeze.

Lorenzo stared at all this blankly, the fireworks entwining the black angel went out for a while, Watson was bitten by antimemetic, his state was a bit unstable, and the epidemic doctor was completely sluggish in place. He probably felt it too. The impact of antimemetic is being haunted by power.

  Fortunately, Lorenzo can still see the Epidemic Doctor and the Black Angel, and can also remember the story about these two guys, which proves that these two guys have not been completely wiped out by antimeme.

   "It seems like... I failed."

  Lorenzo tried hard to recall, he still couldn't remember who the fourth person was.

  He is a little sad, sad for forgetting someone.

But the Epidemic Doctor slowly raised his hand and pointed behind Lorenzo. Lorenzo looked back at a loss and saw a figure lying beside him.

  It was a completely unfamiliar face. Lorenzo had never seen this person. Perhaps Lorenzo knew him, but everything related to him was erased by antimemetic factors.

  Lorenzo was stunned for a few seconds, and then shouted loudly.

   "I said there was a fourth unlucky ghost!"

  (End of this chapter)