Yang Xiaodao: “Ah-sneeze!!”
The boy rubbed his nose and looked around, only to find that he was in a long and narrow passage. The walls on both sides were like glowing white metal. He didn't know where the end led to, and there was a chaotic and empty darkness above his head.
"Chu Yan?" Yang Xiaodao sat on the ground, looking around like a confused and helpless husky. After a while, he finally tried to call out: "Chu Yan, are you there? Dad? Bai Sheng? Supervisor Shen?"
"Where are you? Can you hear me?!"
It was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.
Yang Xiaodao thought that it must be because I called out in the wrong posture. Well, then I can only use my trump card. So I closed my eyes and made up my mind, using all my strength to shout: "Chu Yan!"
"The exercise book that was chewed last time was not chewed by the yellow dog downstairs, but by me!"
"Because you arranged too much!"
As soon as the voice fell, Yang Xiaodao quickly put his hands on his head.
One second, two seconds, three seconds.
The surroundings were quiet, and Chu Yan's deadly Seven Killing Ruler did not appear above his head instantly.
"… "
Yang Xiaodao finally confirmed it, let go of his hand and got up from the ground, muttering in despair: "Okay, it turns out he's really not here."
Yang Xiaodao walked around a few times tentatively, and all he saw were strangely twisted metal walls and a chaotic sky. He finally confirmed that he was in a maze.
Poor Yang Xiaodao, whose sister was not at home, was like losing his external brain. He kept getting more and more confused. After hitting the eighteenth dead end in a row, he was finally exhausted in a literal sense. He was dazzled and had stars in his head. He stared at the monotonous metal wall in front of him, took a deep breath, and made up his mind.
Then he raised his hand, and the steel gloves burst into crackling and shining arcs, reflecting in the boy's resolute eyes:
Rely on yourself for everything and miracles will come true through hard work.
My parents and sister who are scattered somewhere, I will come to save you right now—
·
Five minutes ago, at the other end of the maze.
"Channel number C025 is marked as inaccessible." Cameron drew a second cross on the wall at the end of a passage with a marker.
At the beginning of this passage, Shen Zhuo also completed the same action and marked this loop path as a dead end according to the Trémaux algorithm.
Cameron held his chin with one hand. "If we use our minds to spread this maze into a plane, summarize a two-dimensional list, and derive an algorithm, we can get the shortest path out of the maze. But there is another risk that the maze is still dynamically generating and adding loops, even using a randomized Kruskal algorithm, then..."
"Then we will be trapped here to death, because any maze algorithm has no solution for a randomly dynamically generated two-dimensional list." Shen Zhuo stood up and walked over, with a suit jacket on his arm. The back of his white shirt was soaked with sweat, and his tie was loosened a little: "But I don't think it's likely."
"Due to your knowledge of the supernatural powers of the maze?" Cameron raised his eyebrows.
"Based on my understanding of Su Ji Bridge." Shen Zhuo moved the back of his neck tiredly.
Cameron: “…”
The two brothers stared at each other for a long while. Cameron finally gave up and took a breath in compromise: