Under the strong pressure of the Guren mountain wall, Jiang Fang gasped and knelt down on one knee at the junction of shadow and light.
He stared at the interlaced lights and shadows on the Ruyin ground, his brain racing.
He counted all the available props he had.
It is a relatively precious consumable physical item.
And the smooth rock wall that has no bulge in the half in front of it has nothing to do with physics.
Using physical props in this unreasonable world is most likely a pure waste.
[Don't go out in the sandy weather] and [Your mother told you to wear long johns] are passive armors that don't come in handy.
The light chain is supposed to be the most useful prop in theory.
But the light it casts requires a relatively stable point to be tied.
The turf is too soft, and there are no tall trees on the top of the cliff.
The rock wall is a boxy whole piece of rock, which densely blocks the way, and there is not a single crack.
The door opened 800 meters away can be used.
However, that door was beyond Jiang Fang's sight.
The light range of the light finger chain also cannot reach that far.
Jiang Fang even tried to construct a staircase with light.
Unfortunately, according to the current level of finger chains, light can only be used for simple purposes such as pulling, cutting, and binding.
Because the texture was too soft, his plan failed.
Therefore, only the next page [Ma Liang's sketchbook] is left for the props available in his hand.
Jiang Fang thought about painting something that would be easier to help climbing.
But he is not a professional painter.
Items of this level like □□ can be made with simple strokes, and it does not require much effort.
But things that really exist in reality and can run at high speed up and down such vertical cliffs, such as helicopters, Jiang Fang does not dare to guarantee their precision and safety, but may be self-defeating and waste the remaining page. Paper.
Elevator lifts, even if the difficulty of painting is not mentioned, are extremely low cost-effective, and are completely one-time products.
After using it this time, even if he did the same, put the car into the storage slot and take it to the next door. How can the elevator be compatible with the new rock wall
He had to go through 13 doors.
He has to open doors 10, 11, 12, and 13 until he goes to Nanzhou.
The first time I drew ***, it was out of caution.
Since it was impossible to judge whether the next task was really a full-scale rock climbing, Jiang Fang could only take the most stable strategy.
Then, how to maximize the utility of the remaining page is something Jiang Fang must consider.
Jiang Fang stared at the blank paper.
What is simple, not high precision, and high reusability
He thought for a long time.
Immediately, Jiang Fang used his unskilled painter to slowly and carefully draw a bamboo dragonfly on the paper according to his childhood memories.
- The bamboo dragonfly in "Doraemon" that can reach a speed of 80 kilometers per hour, has an anti-gravity device, and is connected to human brain waves to control its direction.
Jiang Fang was quite fortunate at this time.
At least he had a happy childhood, barely leaving some beautiful silhouettes in his memory.
After he made fine adjustments to the relevant values in his memory according to the current venue restrictions, a small bamboo dragonfly fell from the painting and landed at his feet gently and neatly.
Without further ado.
Jiang Fang grabbed the bamboo dragonfly and began to ascend rapidly at a speed of 20 meters per second.
He began to use nonstop mental arithmetic to distract from the fear of being weightless out of the grip of gravity.
The linear distance between each door and the next door is known to be about 800 meters.
At Jiang Fang's current speed, it takes about 40 seconds to pass through each door.
Taking into account the few seconds between the deceleration buffer in front of the door and the opening of the door, the three-minute time was obviously a bit tight.
But not any faster.
20 meters per second is the limit.
If he uses his body to move forward at a speed of more than 20 meters per second, Jiang Fang will lose control of himself, and it will waste more time.
The plan went smoothly as he thought.
Because he only needs to use his mind to manipulate the operation of the bamboo dragonfly, Jiang Fang has enough leeway to count the seconds.
It took him 43 seconds to go from the ninth door to the tenth door.
After entering the tenth door, facing a cliff of about 50 meters high, Jiang Fang quickly planned the shortest path in the shortest time, rushed up diagonally, rushed to the door at full speed, and twisted the door handle almost like a collision. The strength opened the eleventh door.
In just 39 seconds.
After passing two levels in a row, Jiang Fang's ability to control the bamboo dragonfly has become very skilled.
He can even take a proper run on the cliff with his skirt up in one hand, and then apply an extra acceleration.
At the same moment when the countdown surpassed 120s, he broke into the twelfth door without moving forward.
Just one door away.
And he still has 60 seconds left.
However, at the same moment Jiang Fang pushed open the twelfth door, a sudden change occurred.
A mountain wall almost stood by the door, and as soon as the door opened, it pressed down on Jiang Fang overwhelmingly.
Jiang Fang's reflexes were extremely good, and he stepped on the wide rock wall with one foot, barely holding back his progress.
Because of the violent impact, his ankles were slightly numb from the shock.
But this is far from diluting the visual shock and impact.
- Standing in front of his eyes, it is no longer a rock wall that can be seen up to the end.
It is a closed canyon with deep, endless, winding, multi-line parallel.
No more straight up and down rock faces.
He must plunge into the maze-like canyon in front of him and find a way by himself!
At a glance, Jiang Fang's face changed suddenly!
Not only because of the sudden change of terrain, but also because of the sudden shock just now, he missed a few seconds and forgot to continue counting the seconds.
… an error of a few seconds can have dire consequences.
But there is no extra time for him to waste!
Jiang Fang calmed down, gritted his teeth, and plunged into the deep, curved gorge.
In reality, such gorges are often dark, damp, and hard to grow.
What caught Jiang Fang's eyes was the blue sky curtain squeezed out by the angle between the mountain peak and the sky curtain.
The mountain walls are verdant, and the mountains are full of flowers.
Extraordinarily peaceful and eerie.
The intensely saturated red, green, and blue sting his eyes from every angle, making it impossible for him to discern the right path.
The worst happened.
The inside is really a maze of canyons.
Jiang Fang could not find a rock wall that he could climb on, nor a door that he could pass through.
The only constant, only mistakes time and time again.
Dead end.
Dead end!
Dead end! !
Every time he rushed out of the dead gorge where there was no way to go, Jiang Fang's heart rate was higher than before.
As time passed by, Jiang Fang's heartbeat became faster and harder to control.
The feeling of weightlessness under my feet became stronger and stronger.
The suffocating fear came up from the wind from the soles of the feet, with a faint, hell-like chill.
He didn't know if he would see his way around the next corner.
I don't know when the bamboo dragonfly will fail and let him fall from a hundred feet high cliff.
I don't know whether to give up or move on.
- I don't know, I don't know anything.
In the sharp back and forth between fear and hope, Jiang Fang even had the illusion that he was about to drown in the air.
The closer the deadline is, the faster the heart beats.
A layer of black mist began to form in front of Jiang Fang's eyes, making it impossible for him to see the road ahead clearly.
He gritted his teeth, pulled out his dagger, and cut a slash on the arm that was holding the bamboo dragonfly with his backhand, trying to force himself to wake up with pain.
However, perhaps the muscles were too tense and the expected pain did not come.
According to his calculations, the bamboo dragonfly will expire after 12 seconds.
He only had 12 seconds left to find the thirteenth door.
No, it could be 10 seconds.
Because he missed reading, whether it was five seconds or three seconds, there was no way to judge.
And even a small error of 2 seconds means that if he is not properly controlled, there will be a drop of at least 40 meters from the ground.
Jiang Fang pursed his lips and counted the seconds mechanically, but he couldn't help but see his father's face falling from his eyes into a deep stream.
That warm, smiling face fell down infinitely from just a few feet away from him.
It slowly condensed into a black spot the size of a needle awn.
Never been seen again.
The distance of nearly 100 meters under the feet seems to have infinite magnetic attraction, and the black vortex rolls down the airflow.
... It's just tempting him, you jump down, jump down.
Just as he was about to be seized by this inexplicable temptation, Jiang Fang's chaotic heart suddenly sounded a clear voice.
"...Are you afraid of heights?"
- That was when Nan Zhou had just joined the team and was still feared by his teammates.
When the two were alone, Nan Zhou found that Jiang Fang refused to approach the window.
Jiang Fang never talked about his weaknesses to others. He had to do high-altitude tasks, and he always supported and endured it, but he was uncharacteristically in front of Nan Zhou and admitted his shortcomings: "...Yes."
Nan Zhou was curious: "Why?"
Jiang Fang: "Don't you think gravity is terrible? It makes everything fall uncontrollably, as if everything was destined."
Nan Zhou: "Ah..."
Nan Zhou: "So I'm destined to go down from the roof, pick up apples, and meet you."
Thinking of this past, Jiang Fang's mind suddenly became clear.
And perhaps, Nan Zhou is really his lucky place.
When the black mist slowly dissipated in front of Jiang Fang's eyes, he suddenly discovered that there was a thirteenth door inlaid on the rock wall about 150 meters away from his line of sight.
… the last door.
However, Jiang Fang did not choose to rush to that door in a desperate attempt.
He chose to land quickly.
Sure enough, Jiang Fang regained his normal judgment and sixth sense of danger, which played a great role.
When he was about ten meters away from the ground, the bamboo dragonfly in his palm completely disappeared.
Under the huge impact, Jiang Fang stumbled to the ground.
He stood on the ground, holding on to his sore knees, waiting for the buzzing tinnitus beside his ears to subside, then with a fine sweat on his forehead, he stepped back and looked at the door that opened between the hundred-meter-high cliffs.
… If he had rashly advanced just now, he should have fallen from a height a few dozen meters away from the door, with nowhere to grasp, and his body would be shattered.
After thinking of this, Jiang Fang did not relax.
He began to think about the weird feeling that had been looming over the game since the beginning of the game.
Jiang Fang had just experienced the weightlessness of his crazy fall and the surging fear that came like a tidal wave.
His fingertips were still trembling slightly.
This cliff is obviously very dangerous.
Its height has fully met the conditions for "environmental external forces" to cause death.
… Then, why did the blond girl say that in the game, there is no "existence of any 'foreign object' that threatens the life of the 'princess'"? :,