As soon as Yan Wei's voice fell, the iron floor of the train began to shake, and the thick blood had already adhered to the four corners of the carriage, and it would spread completely at some point.
The rancid smell became more than ten times stronger in an instant.
Even if the perception is sealed, everyone present can feel the enveloping crisis, which is almost suffocating.
Xu Miaomiao was startled: "You mean compartment zero!?"
When they first got on the train, they were in the dining car, and the sleepers that Yan Wei and Xu Miaomiao chose to live in at the beginning were in the eleventh car, which was separated from the dining car by a car. So the dining car was car No. 9, and the car they lived in at the beginning was car No. 11. They stayed in Zhao Jingchen's previous room the night before, and they lived in car No. 12.
One car ahead of No. 12 is Car No. 11, and two cars ahead of No. 11 where they live is the dining car of No. 9. Then nine cars ahead from the dining car, this number is just counting down to zero.
In old-fashioned trains, the front of the car is usually not in the formation, it can be said to be the zero car, or it can be said to be the front of the first car.
Xiang Ying flicked the string of beads hanging in his hand, and said quickly, "Isn't this possible? Who hasn't walked dozens of cars ahead? Even if it's a blindfold, it's impossible that there are only nine carriages ahead."
"It is true that there are more than nine carriages ahead, but our inertial thinking makes us fall into a particularly deadly logical trap, that is, we feel that the front of those stereotyped carriages that we can walk through cannot be the front of the car."
They all think too much.
Including Yan Wei himself, prior to this, he felt that the so-called front of the train was not the head of a concrete train, but an abstract representation of the "starting point".
But in fact, their speculation about the concept of infinity is completely wrong. And this mistake actually has a loophole that is particularly easy to spot, but this loophole was covered up by all of them together on the first day they got on the car.
While the train was shaking, Yan Wei got up and walked to the front window.
The curtains were drawn tightly. Some thick blood has already dripped on the curtain cloth, dyeing the light and shadow with a strange color.
Yan Wei raised his hand, and his fingertips already touched the edge of the car curtain.
Xiang Ying hurriedly said: "Wait first! The glass reflects light and will attract ghosts!"
Yan Wei looked back.
The carriage shook as if the sky was falling apart and the earth was shaking. The resentment collided wildly, and the blood flushed everyone's face. Yan Wei's face was also slightly darkened, but those clear eyes were still bright.
He glanced at the blood dripping on the ground: "—Are you afraid of recruiting ghosts now?"
Xiang Ying paused for the movement he wanted to stop.
Yan Mingguang had already taken out a slender soft whip in his hand, Lin Qing turned around and drew his bow, aiming at the window in front of him.
Xu Miaomiao curled her lips: "The ghosts are about to come out, it doesn't matter if you recruit them or not."
With a movement of Yan Wei's hand, he suddenly opened the curtain!
The next moment, the slightly bright daylight shone in, slightly dispelling the darkness in the carriage, fine raindrops fell slowly by the window, and the outline of the rain scene outside was blurred.
On the left and right sides of the carriage, Yan Mingguang whipped down all the curtains on one side directly. Lin Qing shot out a black arrow, brushed against the window, lifted the curtains, and finally nailed the curtains hanging on the windows to the end on the iron sheet.
All curtains and screens are drawn.
There was a thunder in the distant sky, and the sky brightened for a moment, illuminating the interior of the carriage for an instant.
Xu Miaomiao opened her mouth slightly.
"It's not here..." Xiang Ying didn't even care about the blood flowing on the iron sheet, and leaned against the window, looking at the scenery outside the window, "Isn't this the barren mountain where we just got on the bus? We sat for three days None of the trains left... "
Outside the window is the mountain wall covered with wild grass and rocks.
It was no different from what Yan Wei and the others saw on the platform. The wilderness was everywhere, the weeds and rocks were soaked by the rain, and the train seemed to be moving forward in a slightly curved arc, passing over the barrenness.
As if destined, the next moment, the distance outside the window that was getting closer and closer gradually became clear.
Everyone in the carriage watched intently as the train passed by the platform outside, which was the platform where they entered the dungeon and got on the train on the first day. The train flashed past this familiar scene quickly and continued to move forward—exactly the same scene as the first day they got on the train.
Xu Miaomiao murmured: "It's not that we didn't drive out, we... have been circling around this mountain."
It wasn't that the train was raining everywhere, but that this barren mountain was in the rainy season, and they didn't leave here from the beginning to the end, so the thunder and rain never stopped.
"Have you ever heard of ouroboros?" Yan Wei closed Yan Mingguang's coat on her body and paused every word, "The legendary ancestor creature that swallowed its own tail to form a ring. Its most well-known meaning is, Even the infinite cycle, the devouring of the self, is also a symbol of immortality.”[1]
Li Mao doesn't have an endless rail that can supply this train to travel endlessly.
All he has is a rail that is as long as the body of the train. The rail is a circle, and this circle surrounds the mountainside where they are.
The train is also a circle. Like a ouroboros, the front of the car and the parking space are joined together in a circular shape. The circular car runs on the circular closed rail, and the engine is always driven by the blessing of resentment. It will go around the circular rail forever and ever, but it will be trapped here forever and cannot leave.
They walked forwards and backwards, and they were all in the same hard-seat carriages, which gave them a sense of perplexity that would never end visually. This kind of endlessness is actually caused by the ending connection. Whether the player is going forward or backward, he must walk out of at least a few hundred carriages before returning to the original point.
But when they stepped out of dozens of carriages, they would be attacked by ghosts frantically, and they had no chance to discover this.
If they can keep looking at the scenery outside the window, they will find that the train will continue to return to the starting point on the second day after boarding the train. lock up.
But they couldn't find it, because this is the easiest way to find a little loophole in the method of breaking the game, and they plugged it up by themselves on the first day they got on the car.
Why does the fact that reflective things attract ghosts have nothing to do with the Blue Sky Project, but it has become an inducement to trigger the appearance of ghosts
In order to prevent the "passengers" who get on the bus from seeing the scene outside the car window, and prevent them from discovering that the scene will appear repeatedly.
— A blinding leaf.
The reason why Ding Xiao was targeted by Li Mao was precisely because in the backtracking she saw, the workers brought up the crucial logical loophole of the railway track.
"The blue sky car is a ouroboros that drives forever. The car in front of No. 1 car is the front of the car, and it is also the rear of the car where the ouroboros swallows its tail. The end to end is an eternal cycle, and it is also tied to the rock. Prometheus who was tortured day after day." Yan Wei said, and walked to the front compartment, when Yan Mingguang pulled him back.
"Li Mao is at the front," the man said calmly, "You are in a normal state today, I will go ahead and use my skills to take you there."
Yan Wei didn't shirk, and turned sideways to let Yan Mingguang come to the front.
Xu Miaomiao activated the puppet technique, and followed Yan Wei with Ding Xiao, with Lin Qing and Xiang Ying in the rear.
The iron sheet on the ground was slowly cracked like chapped skin, and dirty hair came out of the gap. On the front and rear carriages, ghosts covered in corpses and bloody bodies seemed to slowly emerge in the carriage. It was the corpse of a worker who was sealed up in the carriage after being killed by Li Mao.
The ghost on the dining car appeared first.
The thing was covered with rotten insects at this moment, and half of its neck was shaken with the shaking of the carriage. Its blue and white hands stretched out towards them. It was clearly at the end of the carriage, but it advanced two meters in the blink of an eye. .
Xiang Ying who was following at the end hastily threw out a high-level prop, Lin Qing turned around and drew his bow, and the long black arrow pierced through the air with a sound of "swoosh", and hit the high-level prop that was thrown right, with the high-level The props shoot at the ghost together.
The arrow feather hit the ghost's forehead silently.
Although Lin Qing's data was sealed, the arrow feathers were hung with high-end props, and the ghost was hit squarely, and his actions were delayed for a moment.
Yan Wei and the others quickly rushed out of several carriages, but stopped abruptly.
On the blood-colored hard-seat car, the dull red and the thick green of the hard seat are intertwined, which is very dazzling. Li Mao, who was wearing a white flight attendant uniform, was sitting on one of the seats. The blood flowing from the iron sheets on both sides had already stained most of his clothes, but he didn't move. and others.
Yan Wei took Yan Mingguang's hand with a little force. It is impossible for them to beat Li Mao head-on, they can only evade with their skills.
Yan Mingguang nodded with him, ready to use his skills at any time.
Li Mao's ordinary face was full of gloom at the moment, his face was thin, and his eyes were empty, bottomless black.
Xiang Ying let out a "Yeah" and said, "The resentment clashes, the resentment is soaring! The black energy on his body almost drowns himself, so he is also a ghost."
Not surprising.
All the people in this car have died, and the hostility has turned into ghosts, and the resentment will remain forever. Among these people, Li Mao was the most obsessed, and his resentment was heavier and stronger than that of everyone else.
"I just want eternity," he said, with a hoarse voice, "Why is it so difficult?"
These words blocked the corridor-like train, and Yan Mingguang, who was at the front, had a subtle expression, and his eyes flickered a little. But these subtle changes came and went quickly, so fast that no one noticed.
Yan Wei frowned.
He has heard many confessions of ghosts in dungeons, most of which are obsessions and unwillingness stemming from greed, hatred and ignorance. If he listens too much, no matter how kind a person is, he will become numb.
But this time, he always felt a little uncomfortable. It seemed to have touched some points that he cared about or experienced in his heart, and touched the most unspeakable pain.
But there is nothing in his memory that can be related to this sentence.
Yan Mingguang has already used his skills.
He pulled Yan Wei, Yan Wei pulled Xu Miaomiao's bone stick behind him, Xu Miaomiao pulled Lin Qing, Lin Qing pulled Xiang Ying, and they came several carriages away in an instant.
Ahead is the front of the car.
In all directions, dead workers rushed out from the bottom of the carriage, and mutilated corpses rushed towards them. Li Mao just sat there, muttering: "I just want an eternity..."
This sound is very small, but it repeats through every ghost's mouth, as if thousands of mouths are opening at the same time on the whole train, overlapping together, stimulating people's nerves.
Yan Mingguang's action of throwing props in front was very neat, but he swept away the ghost in a moment and brought Yan Wei to the photo of the scenery hanging at the end of this carriage.
It was not easy for Xiang Ying to be behind. Just as Lin Qing threw out a prop, the other side was suddenly scratched by the hand stretched out by the ghost.
The ghost grinned its mouth full of blood, and its black eyes were bent, revealing a creepy smile. It grabbed the bloody hole and pulled Xiang Ying violently into the pile full of ghosts!
Lin Qing raised her hand to grab—
He caught a slippery bald head, slipped his hand, and missed it.
Lin Qing: "..."
He reached out again, grabbed Xiang Ying's collar, and pulled back the man who had lost his arm.
"Hiss—" Xiang Ying grasped the Buddhist beads tightly with his other hand, his whole face twisted into a ball in pain.
"The wound will be healed if it goes up the steps." Lin Qing shot a few more arrows and said, "I'm sorry, just now I wanted to grab you by the hair just like I used to catch my brother."
He paused and said seriously: "Forget that you are bald."
Xiang Ying: "..."
Ahead, under the cover of Yan Mingguang and Xu Miaomiao, Yan Wei had already removed the hanging painting from this carriage.
He turned the painting over.
The back seemed to be a photo frame, and inside the photo frame was an old photo, with several bloody and horribly dead corpses lying across the photo.
—The evidence left by the found workers!
But the ladder did not appear.
Xu Miaomiao had used up all the props Yan Wei gave just now, the bone staff was caught by the ghost, she grabbed it suddenly, pulled back the bone staff, and under the action of inertia, hit the blood-stained iron wall behind her. Seeing that Ding Xiao in front of her was about to be pierced through the arm by a ghost, even though she knew that the other party was a puppet and could mend the wound under her puppet technique, she stood up and stood in front of her.
The nearest filth ripped a whole piece of flesh from the side of her neck in an instant.
She didn't hum. Ding Xiao brought a few legendary props from Yan Wei and threw them forward again, and asked with concern, "Are you all right?"
Xu Miaomiao shook her head, thinking to tell Yan Wei to hurry up, but suddenly thought of how terrifying this ancestor was, she couldn't yell for a moment, and would rather face the terrifying ghost in front of her.
Yan Wei was guarded by everyone in the center, holding the photo frame in his hands, and said to himself: "Where are the stairs..."
Beside him, Yan Mingguang's calm voice came: "Prometheus."
Yan Wei blinked.
The story of Prometheus, in mythology, is actually divided into three stages. [2]
He first stole the fire, was punished by Zeus, and finally rescued by Hercules.
The few workers who discovered the truth were the ones who stole the fire. They discovered Li Mao's plan, left evidence, told all the people who were kept in the dark, and gave everyone a chance to escape—although they failed in the end.
It is precisely because of this that Li Mao regarded these people as traitors and tied them to the end-to-end trains, where they were tortured day after day, just like Prometheus being pecked at by evil eagles every day.
This photo should be the very beginning stage, Prometheus who brought fire to the world.
And what they have to do now is to break the shackles and shoot down the eagle just like Hercules.
Yan Wei's eyes lit up.
He grabbed the photo frame with one hand, took out a dagger with the other, and swiftly dismantled the huge blood-stained wooden frame.
The wooden frame shattered, and the front and rear photos were scattered, revealing the sandwiched painting. In the painting, the chains binding the man had broken, the eagle fell to the ground, with a black arrow feather stuck in his heart, and the man stood up from the rock. [2]
The painting did not fall, but rose slowly. Ahead, at the junction of the carriages, a scorching flame came from nowhere, still tenacious in the rain. It blew the joints of the carriages and broke the joints.
The shackles are broken, Prometheus is freed, the end is severed, and the end is endless.
The next moment, the oil painting emitted a dark light, and the surrounding ghosts stopped suddenly at this moment. The shaking of the train, the sound of rain and thunder outside the window, and the blood seeping from the surrounding iron sheets all stopped.
The black stairs passed through the carriage, passed through the stationary ghosts, and stretched all the way to Yan Wei and the others.
Xu Miaomiao breathed a sigh of relief: "Ah, it hurts me to death..."
Lin Qing glanced at Xiang Ying who was beside him, and saw that the man was already pale because of the broken arm, and he was leaning against the iron wall vainly. After thinking about it, he still helped Xiang Ying.
Xiang Ying felt Lin Qing's gaze on his head, and asked, "What are you looking at?"
Lin Qing: "Take a look, I found that there seems to be some blood on my face."
Xiang Ying: "?"
"Your head seems to be a bit reflective, so you don't attract ghosts?"
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Yan Wei glanced at Yan Mingguang. The man took out the glasses that could block the coldness, and put them on slowly. Finally, his cold face was a little more refined and less groomed.
Yan Mingguang smiled at him: "Let's go."
Get the invitation letter above the 90th floor and enter the top floor again.
Yan Wei was dazzled by Yan Mingguang's rare smile, and when he came back to his senses, he had already walked up to the stairs holding hands with Yan Mingguang.
The notification sound that did not appear in the entire copy finally sounded without any waves: [Death Oppression "Endless Train" is over, players are requested to climb the ladder as soon as possible to settle the rewards. ]