Chen Sufeng was dumbfounded.
The four of them were surrounded by a five-mile-long fog and were relatively speechless, which was in line with the mood of everyone at this time.
When Chen Sufeng reacted, he immediately asked incredulously, "How is this possible?"
Li Yinhang bit his fingers anxiously, his heart was like a tangled mess.
In fact, she didn't have a very clear idea. She just felt that it was wrong in general, and it was wrong everywhere.
But she was asked to describe her mosaic-like thinking in words, even in such an urgent situation...
woo-
Suddenly, the whistle of the train went all the way up, breaking through the space, like a vertical sword, cutting through the thick fog.
She shuddered suddenly, the blueprint in her hand could not be grasped tightly and fell to the ground.
This is the whistle sounded by the "flight attendant" in the car.
It reminded them amicably and coldly that it was 50 minutes before boarding.
Nan Zhou leaned over and picked up the softened drawing paper, and replied lightly, "It can be done."
"I've been thinking that in the last copy, the Gaowei people first asked us to sign the contract and then separated us. There must be a reason."
"For example, if we separate us and break each of them, we can always kill one or two people."
"But, can it be that simple?"
"Yuan, Ming and Qing..." Having said that, Nan Zhou looked at the only high-dimensional man among them, "You said, are the high-dimensional people content to kill only one or two of us?"
Yuan Mingqing took a deep breath and inhaled a lung of cold water droplets.
He is now convinced that the intricate and intertwined roots behind this dungeon really need to be calmed down and solved a little bit from the beginning before it is possible to clear the clouds and see the sun.
After letting his mind settle down, he solemnly shook his head.
impossible.
With the pride of the high-dimensional people, the best result for them is that the "Lifang Ark" group of five will be wiped out, not a single one will be left.
But because of the supervision and suspicion of the audience, even if they sincerely wanted to send the "Li Fang Ark" to death, they had to leave some clues to break the game, so that they would not be completely lifeless.
The devil hides in horrific details that require their painstaking efforts to unearth.
But it also appears majestically in the middle of the big picture, making it imperceptible.
For example...
Yuan Mingqing asked Nan Zhou: "When did you start to doubt?"
Nan Zhou's dungeon is very difficult, and if he is not careful, he can no longer leave that game world.
Gao Weiren did not release water even half a point on the difficulty of Nanzhou's dungeon.
Yuan Mingqing was very curious as to how he...
"I only became suspicious after hearing your copy." Nan Zhou said, "As I said, your copy is too simple."
Yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties: "..."
Nan Zhou analyzed and said: "You also said that it is the game you are best at, you only have a certain possibility of dying in the dungeon, but unlike me, like Yinhang and Chen Sufeng, it is a game of nine-to-one life. So, I think, your copy itself is one of the clues to break the game, telling us that things can't be that simple."
The words that seemed to be mocking at the time have a different shocking effect when I hear them now.
As Nan Zhou said, the chicken-eating copy experienced in Yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties was indeed the simplest of them when compared horizontally.
So simple that it doesn't fit the main guiding ideology of the high-dimensional people wanting them all to die.
But how could the Yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties think that the copy is simple
He only thinks he is lucky, and thinks that the high-dimensional people still have a little affection for him.
Until now, Yuan, Ming and Qing's last blind expectations for Gao Wei have finally been completely shattered, and there is nothing left.
They also don't want traitors alive.
Even if you don't die in the dungeon, you will die elsewhere.
Nan Zhou said: "My copy gave me the most and the most valuable hints."
Chen Sufeng tried to join the discussion: "Is the copy time very short?"
"That's the first point. Remember it, save it for later."
With that said, Nan Zhou took out five pencils of the same length from the warehouse: "We have already cleared the level with four people, do you still remember your game mission description?"
It's a matter of life and death, of course they won't forget.
Li Yinhang opened the notebook and counted them one by one: "In Teacher Nan's game, every game achievement is related to ants, and the game calls the main characters in the three box worlds 'ants'...; the theme of the game in Yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties. Killing each other, 'ants' compete for blood; in my game, the setting is 'little ants' to find a way to leave the farm; Xiao Chen's game uses 'ants and gods' as a metaphor for the relationship between 'humans and evil gods' …”
She closed the notebook and made a summary statement: "The common theme is 'ants'."
"I don't want you to look for the same, but to find the difference." Nan Zhou hit the nail on the head, "My copy is the only one that mentions 'train' in detail except for the title."
There are four of them, and the name of each copy is called [Ant Train].
Only Nan Zhou, on the premise that everyone forgot the contents of the contract, got the key information of "going to catch the train" in advance.
At that time, he understood the "train" as a world of boxes lined up in a string.
It's like walking from one closed car into another.
His understanding was not wrong.
But such an understanding should not be limited to a single copy.
"The first clue, my copy time is the shortest."
Nan Zhou raised a pencil and then a second one.
"The second clue, only my dungeon is relevant in advance, and I know what the 'ant train' may represent. But you should only know why the dungeon is called [ant train] after you return to the station and see the train? "
Li Yinhang and Chen Sufeng were silent together.
… indeed so.
Their game itself has nothing to do with "train".
Li Yinhang also expressed doubts about this point, but in the end she forced a wave of understanding, thinking that there were five "ants" participating in the game, and the five people of their "Cube Ark" together might be a "train"
Later, when he returned to the station and saw the real "train", Li Yinhang no longer doubted it, so how could he think about it seriously
When Li Yinhang and the others were slowly digesting the information and trying to analyze how clue 2 was related to the present, Nan Zhou placed the second pencil side by side with the first one, with the upper and lower ends completely flush. The slender middle and index fingers gripped the lower ends of the two pencils firmly, making sure the pens seemed to "stand" on his fingers.
Immediately, he took the third pen with his right hand.
He said: "The third clue is that I will meet another me in a parallel time and space."
Nan Zhou did not elaborate on the meaning behind this clue.
But listening to him say this, a chill grew out of Li Yinhang's back, and the originally chaotic thinking seemed to have finally found a clear exit.
"Fourth clue." Nan Zhou did the same with the third one, then raised the fourth pen, "I had a dream."
Nanzhou in the dream is a poor ant.
He struggled to break through the hard soil and struggled to survive, thinking that he had found a way to survive, but as a result, he was focused by the beam cast by the sun-like convex lens and burned to death.
"The fifth clue is also the most important one." Nan Zhou finally placed the five pencils side by side and let them stand between his fingers, "I encountered... a time difference."
In the dungeon, Nan Zhou had clear doubts:
When "Nanzhou" opened the first box and entered the world of "Nanzhou", he did not feel any obvious time difference.
But when he entered the world of {Jiang Fang} for the first time, he lost consciousness for several minutes due to inexplicable dizziness, fell off the roof, and was trapped by {Jiang Fang} in the third world. bed.
"At that time, I thought it was a crisis that occurred in the world of boxes as time progressed. - Every time I traveled through a box, it took me longer and longer to regain my sanity, and in the process, I would encounter many dangers. ."
"But as it turns out, that didn't happen later."
{Jiang Fang} snatched his box and did a crossing experiment.
At that time, Nan Zhou had no consciousness and was immersed in the shattered chaos. It just took an hour until {Jiang Fang} came back and freed him from the chaos.
But to Nan Zhou, this hour was just a momentary effort.
Nan Zhou used a calm voice to analyze the most terrifying facts:
"So, I thought, is it possible to artificially create a time gap between the 'Copy World' and the 'Train World'?"
He looked down at the five pens lined up in his hand.
"Each of us thought we were teleported back to the station as soon as we finished the game. Because we checked the time with each other, there was no problem."
Nan Zhou brushed the tip of the first pen with his fingertips: "Go back to the first clue. My game was completed in a full 12 hours. Although it was done by stepping, it was the shortest."
His fingertips moved to the second pen.
"The Yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties who did their best." Nan Zhou said, "He spent 13 hours."
Nan Zhou pressed the second pen down slightly.
Under the action of force, the second pencil crossed the gap where the middle finger and the index finger overlapped, and protruded slightly at the pulp of his finger.
The next one was Li Yinhang, and the copy took 13 hours and 40 minutes.
So the third pencil presses out longer than the second.
The fourth pencil represents Chen Sufeng.
The copy took 14 hours and 45 minutes.
As a result, he had only a small section of pencil remaining above the back of his hand.
The four pencils, under the operation of Nanzhou, gradually became like wifi signals that were put upside down, and the lengths were random.
Perhaps it was the movement of the first four pens that rubbed against the most unstable fifth pen that was caught by Nan Zhou's finger. Before he could adjust it, the fifth pencil slipped from the gap to the ground and rolled forward. After a while, he didn't stop until he touched the toe of Li Yinhang's shoe.
The fifth pencil represents Jiang Fang who has not yet returned.
The meaning behind such a fall is too ominous.
Nan Zhou was silent for a moment, then lowered his eyes and said softly: "... What we know is that high-dimensional people do not have the ability to predict the future, let alone show us the future. But in the car, I clearly saw the future... The future after we hitch a ride."
"This future includes the order in which we come back, as well as the choices we make based on our personalities."
"Even if high-dimensional people are good at simulation, it is impossible to simulate such a real scene."
"So, I think, what he shows us is not the future, but the past."
Chen Sufeng had a clear idea at first, but when Nan Zhou said this, he immediately fell into confusion: "Wait... wait, don't be so fast! Take it slow.... You mean, after we finish the task, it's time to return to the station There's a problem, isn't it?"
Nan Zhou leaned over and picked up the fifth pencil, holding it in the palm of his right hand.
"...Yes." He said word by word, "After we completed the task, no one returned to the station as soon as possible."
"We are 'buffered' in the gap between the replica and the station."
He looked at the staggered four pencils and placed his right hand under his left.
"Just like in that box world, I entered the chaos first. Yuan, Ming and Qing were the second to fall in. Next were Yinhang and Chen Sufeng."
"Later, after the last person successfully cleared the customs, we were put into the station in turn according to the real customs clearance time."
After saying that, Nan Zhou released the index finger of his left hand.
The four pencils that originally represented different time progress bars fell into the palm of the left hand, and once again became parallel.
The timeline returned to "normal" when they were unaware.
"For us, returning from the copy to the station is just a blink of an eye."
"Even if we check after the fact, the clock at the station, and our own sense of time, are telling us that there is no problem with the time."
"However, just by playing such a clever time difference, the high-dimensional people can master the specific return time of each of us from the copy without knowing it."
Li Yinhang felt cold all over his body.
This is... the real first time trap.
Chen Sufeng: "...But, what are they going to do when we come back?"
"It is convenient to make arrangements for the next step."
Nan Zhou said, "What if the first person to come back from the dungeon is Yuan Ming and Qing Dynasties, who played exceptionally well in action games?"
"Or, because Nanji Xing lost his hand at the very beginning and was seriously injured, the time when Yinhang was willing to die was advanced by several hours?"
"Or, you were caught from the beginning, and you sacrificed all your teammates, including yourself, in the same way?"
"Once everyone came back out of order, they had to adjust their plans in time to make sure the copy went through without a hitch."
Chen Sufeng's voice became a little rough.
Because he thought of a certain possibility, but the only reason left made him dare not confirm it.
"What... copy?"
"Don't you understand?" Yuan Mingqing, who had been silent for a long time, gritted his teeth and said, "Gao Wei can't predict the future! The only way to explain the scenes that Nan Zhou saw in the car is that there is only one possibility?!"
"We've died so many times!"
"This is not our first time back at all!!"
Chen Sufeng was shocked and took a few steps back: "How is this possible? We are dead, how can we be resurrected?!"
Yuan Ming looked at Chen Sufeng coolly: "You obviously died in your copy of the evil god, why can you be resurrected?"
There was a buzzing sound in Chen Sufeng's ear, and a water-like tinnitus filled the air.
And Nan Zhou held up the contract that he used to make the bottom of his painting, and made the last knife in his heart: "Chen Sufeng, are you sure, this is the only contract signed by the five of us?"