Liu Chuan stared at Shang Jianyao for a while and said:
"No one lives in it, but there is often a slight movement."
"No one went in to explore, no one died inside?" Shang Jianyao asked.
Liu Chuan replied:
"I don't know if anyone went in before I entered the 'New World', and after I entered, many friends reminded me not to try to explore places that are plainly weird."
What he means in a simplistic way is:
In his impression, no one has ever entered that compound, and naturally no one died in it.
Shang Jianyao looked disappointed:
"Then why were you nervous and afraid just now?"
Liu Chuan didn't want to explain any more, and repeated his previous words:
"You can go back to where you live. Before the official action, I will inform you."
"Okay." Shang Jianyao didn't force it, he waved his hand smartly and said, "See you later."
After he left the cafe, he walked all the way to the outskirts of "New World", and once again came to the gray and earthy courtyard.
Staring at the building submerged in darkness for several seconds, Shang Jianyao slammed his right fist and left palm and said:
"Last time I went in over the wall, this time I'll go through the main entrance to see if there is any change!"
The vicious Shang Jianyao immediately mocked his reckless colleagues:
"It was okay last time, but this time, something has changed. Does it count as a change?"
"Forget it!" The reckless Shang Jianyao was unequivocal, "Anyway, there is Xiaochong's tiger skin, what are you afraid of?"
The vicious and vicious Shang Jianyao was very aggrieved, but there was no way to stop it.
Now he just wants to split off and stay away from this brainless guy.
Shang Jianyao pushed open the wooden door of the courtyard and walked in step by step.
The two lanterns hanging at the door of the main room lit up, reflecting a red light.
"Why two, is there anyone else here?" The honest Shang Jianyao asked if he had any questions.
The reckless Shang Jianyao replied indifferently:
"What's so strange about that?"
"These two lanterns are complementary products and belong to the same group of lamps.
"There was a light in the cafe that was made up of many small lights. Doesn't it light up at the same time every time?"
While speaking, he walked into the main hall and walked all the way to the outside of the wing where the photos of Lin Sui were placed.
Shang Jianyao didn't rush in, turned his body sideways, and put his ear on the door.
He was often reckless, but sometimes his patience was amazing. In this way, he kept this posture and listened to it for seven or eight minutes.
Finally, there was a low sobbing sound in the wing, if it seemed to be absent.
This time, Shang Jianyao didn't push the door directly to see what happened, but stayed outside and asked through the door panel:
"What are you crying for?"
The sobbing stopped abruptly.
Shang Jianyao asked again:
"Do you have any sadness? It'll be easier to say it."
There was silence in the wing, and the low cry just now seemed to be just an illusion.
Zen Master Purdue whispered the Buddha's name and said:
"Namo Anuttarasamyaksabodhi, do you need help, benefactor?"
No one responded to him, and there seemed to be nothing but dead things inside.
Shang Jianyao thought about it, sighed, and recited:
"Who is crying somewhere in the world right now,
"Crying in the world for no reason,
"Cry me.
“…” (Note 1)
This is a Red River poem he learned from old world entertainment materials when he was in Gerstburg, and it is quite fitting that he is always ready to perform a recitation in search of novelty.
However, no one appreciates his literary and artistic cell.
Shang Jianyao was disappointed for a while:
"Isn't it okay to go the literary route
"This building is a courtyard of gray soil, and Lin Sui is also a gray soil person, so I have to recite the poetry of gray soil?"
Shang Jianyao began to turn his brain, recalling suitable ancient poems and ancient words.
At this moment, the whimpering low sob sounded again.
Immediately afterwards, a certain illusory female voice said with intense pain:
"Many times eternal life means eternal pain..."
Shang Jianyao's eyes lit up first, and then he blurted out:
"This is too strict! It does not conform to the expression habits of normal people when they are depressed or even sad!
"Most people will definitely only say 'eternal life means eternal pain' and will not add the modifier 'many times', although this is more reasonable and closer to the real logic, but who will consider this aspect when they are sad
"Are you a science student?"
The room was silent, and no one responded.
Shang Jianyao waited for a while, and gradually became a little "panic":
"Please speak!
"I can't wait until you speak!"
The sound of the wind in the wing disappeared, and the low weeping and painful female voices gave people a feeling that they had never appeared before.
Shang Jian Yao jumped up and down and said:
"I apologize to you, I shouldn't have raised the bar.
"Please, how can you forgive me
"If you don't speak again, I won't be able to get up on my knees here!"
He slowly used the lines from some old world entertainment materials, and looked like he was enjoying himself.
Unfortunately, there was no response in the room.
…
After entering the "Spiritual Corridor", Jiang Baimian got used to it for a while before preparing to go deep into the small city and explore the area around the tower.
She obtained the mental shield from Shang Jianyao, chose daytime instead of night, and once again dived into the real "new world".
Although she was already familiar with this journey and could no longer be familiar with it, the aggravation of the cost still caused her to lose her way several times.
And the consequences of getting lost seem to have become serious. She has directly bumped into a bunch of "unintentional people" several times, and her efforts to hide her human consciousness and rely on military exoskeleton devices to sneak around are almost in vain.
Fortunately, those "unintentional ones" ignored her and cooperated with each other to do their own things.
"The world in the mirror!"
Jiang Baimian sensed them in advance and used the ability "World in the Mirror".
She found that it might be more appropriate to call this capability a "virtual machine."
It can extract the elements of the environment and build a virtual world exactly like the current one. Those "unintentional people" live in it, and every move must be filtered by Jiang Baimian before it can be mapped into reality, and the feedback from reality is the same.
In this way, Jiang Baimian only needs to exclude himself from the "construction" of that virtual world, and those "unintentional ones" have no idea that such a person has passed him by.
The ability to "mirror the world" involves a lot of information collection and filtering. Even if there are many instinctive operations in the middle, it also has very high requirements on the computing power of the human brain. After Jiang Baimian chose this ability, he felt that the corresponding functions of the brain were obtained. a certain improvement.
Plus she has the help of the auxiliary chip in the biological prosthesis, the authenticity and integrity of the "mirror world" she built will not be much worse than the awakened ones who have explored the depths of the "spiritual corridor", only in the coverage and the number of people affected There are major deficiencies.
Relying on "The World in the Mirror", Jiang Baimian, who was unmanned, finally reached the end of each in-depth journey safely.
This is only twenty meters away from the light on the outermost periphery of the tower.
Jiang Baimian took a breath and walked slowly towards the tower.
After walking for a while, Jiang Baimian only felt that everything was normal, and there was no throbbing in her head after she came to the place where she would have had symptoms of "no heart disease".
"Sure enough, after the level is raised, the resistance to consciousness extraction is obviously stronger..." Jiang Baimian sighed silently.
She then used her ability to interfere with electromagnetism to build a weak barrier around her.
She is imitating the mental shield provided by Shang Jianyao, but because she has no way of grasping her own consciousness, she can only follow the cat and draw the tiger like this, which is better than nothing.
A few steps later, Jiang Baimian came to the critical line where those "unintentional people" disappeared.
She moved forward cautiously when she was ready to use the "mirror world".
Almost instantly, Jiang Baimian felt that the barrier around him became scattered, as if he had passed through a thick water curtain.
Then her eyes changed, and two buildings, one large and one small, appeared there.
The big one has thick towers and gray-white buildings. Judging from Jiang Baimian's knowledge, it should be a nuclear power plant.
The smaller one is about a kilometer away from the nuclear power plant. It has a unique shape, like a solidified, water-blue vortex. It is not too high, only 20 to 30 meters in height, and the overall trend is horizontal development. The curtain wall of the facade is not particularly shiny in the sun, which is not in line with the current weather conditions.
Countless "unintentional" haunt the nuclear power plant, and only a few are near the small building.
This is similar to the scene Jiang Baimian expected.
"Even the sunlight enters through the refraction of the illusion..." Jiang Baimian nodded thoughtfully.
She was clear that the next target should be the small building and not the nuclear power plant.
Because there are thousands of "unintentional" people in this area, more than the number of targets that Jiang Baimian can currently influence, so she did not immediately approach the small building, but continued to hide her human consciousness, and found a cover nearby to hide.
Note 1: Quoted in Heavy Moments, Rilke.