Chapter 126 Chapter 126
More and more people were sent out of Vientiane.
All over the world, in the streets and alleys.
Countless fallen people opened their eyes, and the frozen time began to flow again.
They sat there blankly, feeling the decades of memories in their minds slowly merge with their real-world lives.
Most of them don't even know what happened.
All I know is that at that moment, a strong and crazy emotion suddenly surged in my heart, wanting to destroy everything, including myself.
Anxiety, fear, tyranny, anger, pain, resentment, sadness, despair... countless negative emotions swept over like a torrent.
It drags everyone up and down, with no control over their own destiny.
And then...
The melodious sound of the piano is still ringing in my ears.
Somehow all those crazy negative emotions were dissipated.
The sun shines down warmly.
Countless points of light around me quietly dissipated.
…
Six hours have passed since the operation officially began.
From day to night.
As night fell, the action officially intensified.
The first few batches of people sent out were basically ordinary people who were unaware of the truth.
Basically, just throw the compressed guide gas tank into a crowded area, and those people can be sent away smoothly within a few minutes.
The rest are more or less troublesome.
Or, he has a close relationship with Herman and others. Not only does he not cooperate with the work, but he also tries every means to sabotage their actions, and even keeps secretly looking for opportunities to rescue Herman.
Or, there are some seriously ill patients who are already "terminally ill", and the strange disease is still spreading, like a time bomb. No one knows where it will suddenly explode and involve more people.
China is a severely affected area invaded and flooded by small white pieces and abnormal guiding elements, and it is like a ignited bomb at this moment.
One after another, all started to explode.
Fortunately, the top Black Tower special agents who were previously left in the country by Ou Xuqiang have not left yet.
When the incident happened, they were still being taken around the country to travel, eat, drink and have fun without knowing anything.
As soon as the incident happened, except for a few special agents from Europe and the United States, which were also severely affected areas, everyone else chose to stay and help without hesitation.
Even the Black Towers in Africa, Russia, and some other regions, after basically controlling the situation in their jurisdictions with the help of compressed gas tanks sent by the Beijing Tower, quickly sent a large number of special forces to China for support.
In the conference room.
Zhou Qi looked at the number of supporters reported by the Black Towers of various countries.
Zhou Qi: "Africa has sent 87 A-level sentries, Russia has sent 254 A-level sentries, and other regions have also gradually deployed about 200 to 300 people. Add to that the 1,270 A-level special agents we have in the country... well, it's barely enough."
As they spoke, several more teams reported new situations.
On the screen behind the general dispatch room, the coordinates of the locations where strange diseases are breaking out around the world are displayed and marked in real time.
All teams raced against time and had clear division of labor.
A team skilled in tracking and investigation will conduct a carpet search;
A part of the highly mobile team is responsible for dropping the guide gas canisters;
A small team mainly composed of guides is responsible for the aftermath.
On the map, the blue light spots representing the teams extend outwards with the coordinates of the major black towers in the country as the center points.
It's a bit like a circle of fire spreading outward when burning grass.
Red dots kept lighting up wherever they passed, but they were soon removed.
Under the dual effects of music and guide gas, the speed of the outbreak and disappearance of the strange disease gradually began to overlap and even cross.
The number of eruptions is decreasing, while the number being purified is increasing.
Those who resist will either be dispersed or destroyed.
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Twelfth hour.
The night is about to pass and the dawn has arrived.
Another area was cleared.
A steady yet joyful voice came from the chief dispatcher through the headphones.
Zhou Qi: [All alienated sentries in China have been cleared. Congratulations everyone, we succeeded.]
In the background sound, there were cheers from everyone in the general dispatch room.
“Success!!”
"Very good!!!"
After being busy all night, the special agents finally had some free time to sit down and have a good rest.
Su Fangxiao and Ou Xu sat together, taking off the masks that isolated the gas and the earplugs that blocked the music.
The two looked at each other and smiled at the same time.
Su Fangxiao raised her hand with a smile. Ou Xu understood and also raised his hand to high-five her.
Ou Xu: "Thank you for your hard work."
Su Fangxiao: "You too."
Ou Xu: "Are you ready to go out now?"
He pointed to the guide element injection at his waist.
These are new products that the factory has just made in a hurry. With one stitch, they can be successfully brought back to reality.
Su Fangxiao looked up and said, "Well, I wonder if I can still remember what happened here after I get out."
Ou Xu shrugged: "I don't know. Those who come in don't remember what happened outside, and those who leave...probably won't remember either."
Su Fangxiao looked up dejectedly: "If I don't remember, then the friends I made here don't count, do they?"
Ou Xu agreed sadly: "Yeah, maybe in real life, we don't know each other."
Hearing this, Su Fangxiao looked at him meaningfully: "I have a way. Maybe after we get out, we can still remember it."
Ou Xu: "What?"
He looked up curiously, only to find that Su Fangxiao suddenly leaned over, held his chin with one hand, and kissed him neatly the next second.
Ou Xu's eyes widened. When Su Fangxiao let go and stepped back, he covered his mouth and stared at her, his face flushed red: "You, you, you..."
Su Fangxiao chuckled and said proudly, "I asked Li Zhou, and he said to leave a mark on each other, so that no matter where we go, we can remember each other."
Inside the black tower.
On the screen in the general dispatch room, all the red dots disappeared, and the blue dots representing the special service also began to go out little by little.
…
The fifth underground floor of the Black Tower.
Hermann was always immersed in the sandbox that Xia Meng had tailored for him, which was a small world of all things.
Xia Meng looked at him quietly.
Antisocial personality disorder, also known as unemotional personality disorder.
It is usually closely related to parents' parenting style, growth environment, educational level, economic conditions, interpersonal relationships, etc.
His life was destined to be a tragedy from the moment he was born.
An unexpected birth, an unkind childhood, an unfavored youth... hands are stained with blood and can never be washed clean.
Until it turned into a monster and merged with the abyss.
Xia Meng has studied many people with antisocial personality disorder.
Many psychological intervention methods and treatments for them have also been studied.
She believes that cognitive behavioral therapy is a relatively feasible and effective treatment method.
It is a structured, short-term, cognitive-oriented psychotherapy approach that primarily targets mental illnesses such as depression and anxiety, as well as psychological problems caused by irrational cognition. It primarily focuses on addressing the patient's irrational cognition and aims to address these issues by changing their perspectives and attitudes toward themselves, others, and events.
It is really not easy to change an adult's deeply rooted cognition.
Just like a tree, people with antisocial personality disorder are unhealthy at the root, which subtly affects the thinking and behavior of the whole person.
But it is not completely unfeasible.
Xia Meng repeatedly planted anchors in Herman's heart.
In the world of the sand tray, the destruction of the world and the death of everyone brought him great mental stimulation. After that complete release, she tried her best to clear out all his negative and antisocial cognition.
What follows is the process of reshaping and re-establishing core beliefs and cognition.
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This time, he finally grew up in love.
Memories before birth begin to fade.
The thing that once filled his heart and corroded his entire being flowed out of his body silently.
He is the young master of the Dreiser family who is placed with infinite love and expectations.
I have a pair of equally outstanding older brothers and sisters.
The brother is a guide and the sister is a sentinel.
His elder brother is the heir of the Dresser family, and his elder sister is also the successor trained by the Black Tower headquarters.
Herman's parents' expectations for him were simple. They wanted him to be healthy and happy, and to be like all the outstanding children in the world, with love in his heart and freedom.
At the age of five, he showed a talent for music.
Although he has no genetic connection with the Sentinel, his parents supported him without hesitation and did their best to raise him.
Collect the most precious musical instruments and seek out the best teachers.
Send him to the top universities and let him experience the richest artistic atmosphere.
There, he met warm friends and gentle lovers.
Under the sunshine, everything is the most beautiful and best.
Good life day after day.
He graduated, got a job, got married and had children.
Only occasionally, for a few brief moments, would he vaguely feel that he seemed to have forgotten something.
——What is it?
He thought, it’s probably not something important.
Because everything he wanted was already firmly in his hands.
He has it all.
He is the happiest man in the world.
Until one moment, a sharp pain piercing the heart came.
He opened his eyes painfully, and the dreamlike world before him disappeared like a bubble.
He saw himself in a dark space, with thin rays of light coming from all directions, piercing into his heart and nailing him firmly to the spot.
Countless isolated memories began to come back like a tide.
It's like two rivers of different colors meeting.
The two memories began to blend and cover each other.
The psychological and physical pains overlapped, creating a doubled pain that was like being tortured to death.
After the heart was filled, it was forcibly hollowed out and crushed.
A bloody mess.
He raised his red eyes and looked at the figure on the other side of the isolation glass.
"Xia...Meng..." He spat out the name hatefully through his clenched teeth.
"Why……"
He couldn't help but roar: "Why did you give me a beautiful dream and then cruelly shatter it!?"
Xia Meng put her hands in her pockets and watched him struggle calmly.
She: “I didn’t break it.”
If her plan went according to her, she would even be willing to lock him in that world forever.
Never waking up is a kind of tolerance towards him.
Unfortunately, things don’t always go as we wish.
Maybe even God doesn't want him to have a sweet dream.
In reality, those sentinels who were influenced by him, went crazy and lost their spirits, and could never wake up completely, their mental power could no longer return to reality, and could only turn into ownerless negative energy and remain in the world of Vientiane.
However, every wrong has its perpetrator, and every debt has its creditor.
Naturally, those energies found him.
Xia Meng said quietly, "Each of these threads on your body represents someone you've harmed in real life and who will never wake up again. Do you want to count how many threads you have on your body right now?"
Each line represents how many lives he has taken.
Too many to count.
Too many.
There were footsteps behind Xia Meng.
She turned her head and saw Li Zhou coming towards her.
Li Zhou didn't even look at Herman and said to her directly, "Everyone outside has been sent away. We are the last ones left. Shall we leave now?"
Xia Meng looked at Hermann.
Li Zhou asked, "Do you want to take him out?"
Xia Meng shook her head. "I originally wanted to take him away. All the crimes he committed should be judged by the public. But... now I can't take him away even if I want to. Those who were killed by him want him to stay here forever more than I do."
As the words fell, Herman suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood in the isolation room.
Countless threads emitted a blazing light, as if they were about to burn in the next second.
Xia Meng and Li Zhou no longer looked at him.
She turned around and asked Li Zhou, "How did you get out? Do you still have the guide injection?"
Li Zhou shrugged and asked, "Why would I need a guide when I already have you?"
Xia Meng chuckled.
She raised her hand, hooked it around his collar, and kissed him decisively.
Points of light converged beneath their feet, opening the final door to reality.
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