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Id ActionId NextActionId Type IsBlock IsEnd BeginAnim EndAnim BeginDelay EndDelay Params[1] Params[2] Params[3] Params[4] Params[5] Params[6] Params[7] Params[8] Params[9] Params[10] Params[11] Params[12] Params[13] Params[14] Params[15] Params[16] Params[17] Params[18] Params[19] Params[20] Params[21] Params[22] Params[23] Params[24] Params[25]
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1 1 101 AniZhuanchangEnd Assets/Product/Texture/Image/BgStory/BgStory41.jpg
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2 2 401 1 12
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3 3 401 2 1516
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4 4 301 DialogEnable The sound of anxious back-and-forth pacing fills the research room, deep in the facility.
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5 5 201 1 500184
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6 6 301 1 Shome It's been too long... 1
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7 7 202 1
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8 8 301 It is a dimly-lit room, the interior flickering under the weak jaundice of the lighting. To the Ascendant Shome, however, brightness has long since lost its meaning.
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9 9 301 In the middle of the research room lies writhing mechanical remains—some are missing limbs, some have their torsos replaced by monstrous-looking ones, some are left with only their heads.
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10 10 301 Oil, vital fluid, indistinguishable liquids seep from under their bodies.
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11 11 301 The network of attached pipes are endlessly pumping activators inside, forcing these remains awake.
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12 12 301 ...Forcing them alive, pumping them with life, making them writhe in sickening madness.
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13 13 401 2 1508
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14 14 301 They squirm and shift, struggling to drag themselves toward Shome. However, the cables and tubes attached to their bodies stop them from ever reaching him.
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15 15 301 RImgBg1Shake Unending hisses and wrathful thrashes of the Corrupted erupt from the back of the research room. The electricity traps on the wall flicker and burn their bodies.
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16 16 401 2 1506
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17 17 301 Their limbs burn, disintegrate, but regenerate, bit by bit. They repeat this cycle over and over, all to break through this wall and reach the research room.
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18 18 301 Why? Because Shome is in the center of the research room, and his hand holds a shot of the Punishing Virus, flashing with scarlet electricity.
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19 19 301 This place should be a familiar sight, but Shome's heart twinges with unease.
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20 20 201 1 500184
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21 21 301 1 Shome Seventy-two hours have passed. He would never make such a mistake. 1
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22 22 301 Shome ... 1
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23 23 301 Shome For safety's sake. 1
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24 24 202 1
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25 25 401 2 1515
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26 26 301 Shome turns to the console behind him and taps quickly on the screen.
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27 27 201 1 500184
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28 28 301 1 Shome Experiment Record No. 70412: 1
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29 29 301 Shome Experimental Ascension Bodies Batch 70411, failed. The initial Ascnet filtering is too much for the current equipment and degree of modification. The impact still cannot be alleviated externally. 1
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30 30 301 Shome sets the injection aside. He clears his throat before he continues.
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31 31 301 Shome Hmph, as expected. 1
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32 32 301 Shome Based on the initial reactions of the subjects, I'm walking on the right path. 1
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33 33 301 Shome Given the right environment and some fine-tuning to the mod-data for the corrupted host, I will definitely succeed. 1
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34 34 301 Shome Alright, this should do it for the final recording. Begin data export. 1
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35 35 301 System Export command received. ID verification: Dr. Shome. Authority level: EX+. Beginning export procedure.
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36 36 202 1
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37 37 401 2 1516
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38 38 301 The console hums as it runs. Shome walks past the carnage in the room.
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39 39 201 1 500184
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40 40 301 1 Shome Experimental Subject No. 65018 lasted a long time in the first filtering. He gave me good refitting materials. 1
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41 41 301 Shome Experimental Subject No. 63901. This humanoid was made from the Constructs of the same squad. They were all good raw materials but it's a pity they still couldn't survive the first filtering after fusing them. 1
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42 42 202 1
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43 43 301 The scenes flash through Shome's mind. Every single experimental subject, taken apart, studied, forced to connect to the Ascension-Network. To Shome, all of the subjects are like his medals of honor.
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44 44 401 2 1509
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45 45 301 System Data export complete.
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46 46 301 Hearing the system beep, Shome returns to the console. He stows the ejected black cube on himself.
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47 47 301 Mechanical noises ring out from where he stowed the cube. When the noise finally dies down, Shome straightens his clothes and moves, checking to see that the cube is not affecting his movement.
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48 48 201 1 500184
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49 49 301 1 Shome Even the most wonderful of times must come to an end. It's time to say goodbye to this place. 1
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50 50 401 2 1515
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51 51 202 1
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52 52 301 At that, Shome enters the terminal command on the console. Several mechanical arms appear on the walls as the command is executed. The arms dance about the room, dismantling all the machinery one by one.
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53 53 301 Soon, the barely alive mechanical remains become piles of metal scrap.
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54 54 301 System Bzz—
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55 55 401 2 1506
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56 56 301 After a burst of buzzes, the console and all its mechanical arms fall silent.
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57 57 301 AniZhuanchangBegin Seeing the research room taken by silence, Shome pushes his glasses lightly and leaves.
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58 58 101 Assets/Product/Texture/Image/BgStory/BgStory29.jpg
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59 59 401 1 201
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60 60 301 AniZhuanchangEnd Shome walks alone on the main path of the research facility. Suddenly, he stops at a T-section.
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61 61 301 ??? Long time no see, Shome.
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62 62 201 1 500184
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63 63 301 1 Shome Hah. You actually came over. Didn't you use to look down on my research? 1
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64 64 301 ??? Heh. You're the same as ever.
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65 65 203 1 0.25 -400
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66 66 201 2 500008 400
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67 67 301 1 The speaker steps out casually from the back right corner. He rests his chain blade to one side, then lazily leans against the wall.
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68 68 301 Shome You seem different from before. 1
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69 69 301 Roland I did go through a lot in that city after all. 2
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70 70 301 Shome You did, didn't you? Judging from the data reports from Kowloong, there were quite a few accidents. But, overall, we can consider it a victory. 1
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71 71 301 Roland "We?" Hah. All your time was spent holing up in labs around the world, messing around with your pointless research. 2
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72 72 301 Roland "We," hah. Almost forgot you're an "Ascendant." 2
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73 76 301 Shome You're mostly right, but I must get one thing clear. 1
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74 77 301 Shome I am not chosen by Miss Luna, but you and I both serve the Ascension-Network. Technically speaking, we are both Ascendants. 1
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75 78 301 Roland Ahaha. You're becoming just like Gabriel in your pedantry. 2
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76 79 301 Shome is about to protest, but resigns when he notices Roland rambling without a care for him.
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77 80 301 So Shome merely shakes his head and begins to walk again.
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78 81 301 Shome I'll listen to your rambles after I come back. I have a new research task on hand. 1
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79 82 301 Roland pauses and looks at Shome.
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80 83 301 Roland I take it that you aren't coming with us on the next mission, then? 2
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81 84 301 Shome Naturally. My research is what made me live through the filtering, is it not? 1
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82 85 301 Roland Ahaha... Is that so? 2
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83 86 301 Shome Hmph. Which reminds me, how's that device you asked me for working out? You didn't seem to have used it in front of the others. Remember to send me the data after you use it. 1
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84 87 301 Shome After all, I'm just a researcher with zero combative capabilities. All this killing and fighting—I'll leave it to you professionals. 1
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85 88 401 2 1516
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86 89 203 1 0.25 -600
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87 90 301 Shome strolls past Roland, walking toward the left of the intersection.
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88 91 301 Roland Hah. A researcher with zero combative capabilities, you say. Never knew these researchers could leisurely fix all the hidden turrets on someone pointing a piece at 'em. 2
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89 92 301 Shome If you really wanted me dead, I'd be long dead before all this turret business. 1
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90 93 301 Roland ...Oh, what a spoilsport you are. 2
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91 94 301 Shome Born this way. 1
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92 95 401 2 1516
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93 96 203 1 1 -1460
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94 97 301 Shome pushes his glasses up again. With no intention to fool around with Roland, he leaves through the passage.
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95 98 301 AniZhuanchangBegin Roland puts away his scythe gun after he speaks, and walks in the completely opposite direction of Shome, to the other end of the corridor.
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96 99 401 1 203
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97 100 101 Assets/Product/Texture/Image/BgStory/BgStory30.jpg 1
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98 101 202 1 2
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99 102 201 1 500008
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100 103 301 AniZhuanchangEnd 1 Gabriel Looks like the rat came out of its hole.
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101 104 301 Roland Indeed. But why all this hassle anyway? It'd be easier for me to just off him right now. 1
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102 105 301 Gabriel Then we cannot weed out all of his labs.
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103 106 301 Roland Fine, fine, I got it. 1
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104 107 203 1 0.25 -400
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105 108 201 2 500101 400
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106 109 301 1 Roland displays his impatience in full, waving his hand to cut Gabriel off. From outside of the facility, Gabriel puts away the book he was reading and steps into the light.
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107 110 204 1 4
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108 111 301 Roland You know, if you weren't sitting here, I might have already popped a cap in him. 1
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109 112 301 Gabriel You cannot bear the consequences of doing so. 2
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110 113 301 Roland Pah... Enough of that. What about the others? 1
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111 114 301 Gabriel Alpha has set off. I'm ready too. 2
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112 115 301 Roland Hah, well, well. Guess it's finally time. 1
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113 116 301 Roland stretches as he walks past Gabriel. Gabriel turns to face the research facility, removing his hat in a salute. He returns the hat and catches up to Roland.
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114 117 401 2 10007502
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115 200 502 RImgBg1Shake
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116 118 301 A loud explosion booms from behind, and the research facility collapses in the blast. The heatwave sends the coats of the two fluttering wildly.
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117 119 204 1
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118 120 301 1 AniZhuanchangBegin Roland Now then, let the game begin. 1 |