On the other side, Chen Hai, who had just run past Zheng Yimin and the others, was now leaning against the wall holding an urn and gasping for breath. He had indeed been chased all the way, but what was slightly different from what Zheng Yimin and the others had guessed was that the person chasing him was not a ghost but Lin Zhengying.
After his body recovered, Zheng Yimin still couldn't understand why Lin Zhengying suddenly became like this, chasing him all the way without even giving him a chance to breathe.
Could it be driven by profit? But what kind of profit made Lin Zhengying completely changed? Chen Hai thought about it and looked at the urn in his arms. It should be this, and it could only be this.
Thinking of this, Chen Hai became even more certain that he must not give up the urn. After all, only with the special effects of the urn could he find various hiding places as if he had a cheat, and escape successfully so many times.
Otherwise, if he had faced off against a senior and qualified person in the main god space, he would have been chopped into several pieces.
At this moment, a human figure appeared in the image in Chen Hai's mind again. He stretched his head and looked down, his eyes wide open, because below him, on the first floor, Lin Zhengying was holding a peach wood sword and groping forward carefully.
No! The second floor is no longer safe!
Chen Hai felt it subconsciously. Although he didn't understand why Lin Zhengying, who was chasing him just now, appeared downstairs, not understanding this did not reduce his fear even a little bit.
Chen Hai walked up the stairs next to him to the third floor step by step. After crossing the last step, he felt a beating sound in the surrounding environment. The sound was very abrupt, a bit like turning off the mute suddenly.
He slowly approached the wall, holding both sides of the urn with his hands. The map detected in his mind slowly expanded as Chen Hai stayed in the same place for a longer time. Soon, he figured out where the noise came from. On the corridor outside him, there were two people attacking each other quickly with their mouths closed.
The hitting noises were made by these two people, and the reason for the attack should be the urn placed on the ground not far away. This was the second urn Chen Hai saw.
After hesitating for a long time, reason prevailed. Chen Hai took a look at the stairs leading to the fourth floor, and then decisively ran into the third floor from another smaller exit. He didn't have a map of the fourth floor yet, and in terms of safety, the third floor should be safer.
At the same time, on the first floor, Lin Zhengying searched the entire hall and did not find any problems. It seemed that there was no other problem with this place except that it was a little dark. However, the many experiences of being attacked at the beginning reminded him that this place was very dangerous.
After checking the first floor, Lin Zhengying did not find Chen Hai or anyone else, so he began to move slowly towards the second floor. At this moment, a hand came out from the wall and grabbed him with a fishy smell.
Without even turning his head, Lin Zhengying swung his sword and directly cut off the outstretched hand. At the same time, the Taoist robe on his body also emitted light, illuminating the narrow corner of the stairs.
The light was to the sneak attacking ghost like sulfuric acid to ordinary people. Blackened marks began to appear in all the places that were illuminated. At the same time, black gas rose from those places.
It seemed that the ghost hiding in the wall realized that Lin Zhengying was not someone to be trifled with, so he didn't even want his broken arm anymore and simply chose to escape.
Lin Zhengying stepped on the charred arm on the ground and turned it into ashes. He hesitated for a moment and did not plan to continue chasing after him. This place was too big and he was a little hesitant to rashly step into other unexplored areas.
He continued walking upwards for two steps, and when he was almost at the stairs to the second floor, a ghost with five mouths came towards him. As soon as Lin Zhengying made the opening move to attack, the ghost paused for a moment and turned around and ran away without saying a word. Moreover, the kind of running away that directly released a ball of negative energy, as if it was afraid that Lin Zhengying would do something to it.
The successive appearance of ghosts and the strange behavior pattern of the last ghost made Lin Zhengying feel very uneasy. After hesitating for a few seconds, he decided to go up to the second floor from the other side. He was afraid that there was a problem here. The other party looked like they were luring the enemy deeper.
When he returned to the first floor, Lin Zhengying took out a few talismans from his body, quickly folded them into two paper figures, then bit his fingertips to activate the spirituality of the two substitute paper figures, then hesitated for a while and put them on himself.
The things that inexplicably disappeared from his personal space made Lin Zhengying feel that his personal space was no longer very reliable in this place. In that case, it would be better to keep it on his body.
However, if placed on the body, the paper man will not be able to play its role very well. If engaged in a confrontation, it will most likely break before the critical damage arrives, and normal movements can easily damage it.
When he reached the first floor, he heard a very light sound of footsteps. He turned around and hid behind the wall, holding the peach wood sword in his hand upright.
The whole scene was quiet for a long time. Lin Zhengying waited very patiently. After a while, the footsteps sounded again, but this time they were lighter.
Boom, boom, boom! When the distance got closer, Lin Zhengying seemed to hear the other person's heartbeat.
It's a person.
Lin Zhengying realized it and adjusted his posture. When a figure holding a gun appeared at the entrance of the stairwell and continued to move forward, he jumped out and raised his sword to cripple the man's hands first.
The threat of guns is still very great. Although I don't believe that ordinary guns can penetrate the defense of blue equipment, but what if? If you encounter that what if, it would be unfair to die.
In the split second when the sword fell, Lin Zhengying saw the man's face. It was Zheng Yimin!
At this point, the sword could no longer be retracted, but it was still possible to change its direction slightly.
Lin Zhengying used the peach wood sword to chop the gun in Zheng Yimin's hand, knocking the gun directly out and falling to the ground with a bang.
The moment the voice was heard, Lin Zhengying pulled Zheng Yimin to the corner of the stairwell.
"Hush" Lin Zhengying made a gesture, put his ear against the wall, and listened carefully to the sounds outside.
After making sure there was no movement, Lin Zhengying looked at Zheng Yimin who was also listening carefully, "Speak softly, someone has already made a move."
"I know there is a dead body outside." Zheng Yimin lowered his voice and spoke.
"By the way, why are you here, and how long have you been here?" Lin Zhengying continued to ask.
"About ten minutes." Zheng Yimin glanced at his watch, and the hands had stopped moving without him noticing. He then recounted some of the things that had just happened, from discovering that there were more people, to finding that his companions were missing after searching for bloodstains, to how he had been hiding for a long time.
"Wait! Are you talking about the thump?" Lin Zhengying found something wrong. He had only been there for a dozen seconds. If the attack happened here, why didn't he hear any sound? And this thump didn't seem to have just happened. It should have been some time ago.
"Yes, it was just a few minutes ago." Zheng Yimin shook the watch in his hand, trying to make it return to normal, but unfortunately it didn't. "Actually, I'm not sure how many minutes have passed. The watch stopped."
"Hmm..." Lin Zhengying began to think, and he felt like he knew something.
"By the way, Taoist priest, you only talked about me. Why did you come down from up there?" Zheng Yimin asked.
"There's a ghost up there." Lin Zhengying explained casually, then took out a paper man from his pocket and handed it to Zheng Yimin, "It lasts for two hours. If you get hurt while holding it, the damage will bypass you and act on the paper man. But be careful..."
Before he could finish his words, a scream came from the second floor opposite them.
"It's Ji Jie!" Zheng Yimin quickly identified the person who made the voice, and without saying a word, he rushed towards the stairs.
Lin Zhengying followed behind subconsciously. When he reached the opposite staircase, he saw a familiar black shadow groping towards him from the distance. The black shadow gave him an inexplicable sense of familiarity.
Just after running up half a flight of stairs, Lin Zhengying felt that what he saw with his eyes seemed to have double for a moment. At this moment, he understood what was going on with these strange things he had encountered.
It's time!
There is something wrong with the timing at this place!
This also explains why the personal space was stolen. In fact, it was not stolen, but I opened the personal space at other times and used the props in it.
Personal space is an important benefit that the main god space gives to qualified people. It has the effect of constant time. That is to say, the time experienced by the things placed in it is the only one that is independent of all timelines.
After realizing this, Lin Zhengying immediately knew the key to breaking the deadlock, which was the urn.
The task prompt in the main god space states that destroying six (all) urns means the task is completed. So it can be guessed that the urns should be the same as the items placed in the personal space, and have a certain uniqueness in this place. Otherwise, let alone six, it is possible for Lin Zhengying to collect sixty at different times.
After understanding this, Lin Zhengying decisively turned around and left. Zheng Yimin in front of him and Ji Jie who might be screaming above were most likely a repetition of a period of time that had passed. Now they had to find the urn to break the deadlock.
When Lin Zhengying returned to the first floor, he found that the familiar black shadow had disappeared, but at this time he could roughly guess what the black shadow was. If nothing unexpected happened, it should be himself who escaped from the trap and was looking for Chen Hai everywhere more than ten minutes ago.
According to my memory, the other self should have turned left and entered the main part of the unfinished building.
After a slight hesitation, Lin Zhengying had a bold idea. He ran towards the main part, but the closer he got to where he should be, the more Lin Zhengying felt that his body seemed to be twisting.
"Huff, huff." Lin Zhengying was already having trouble breathing after his lungs twisted into a knot.
Sure enough, it is unrealistic to find yourself at multiple points in time and then sweep all the way with your powerful strength. However, this should not be due to the time paradox, because from the moment the items in the personal space decreased, the time paradox had already become a mess.
After making sure that no one could get close to "himself", Lin Zhengying chose another direction. He wanted to go back to the place where he encountered the trap and see if he could see who set the trap. In addition, he was not there when the trap was set, so this situation would not have occurred.
After running for a few steps, Lin Zhengying thought of another question, that is, which timeline's Lin Zhengying is he
Judging from the "self" I just saw outside, the last repeated timeline was about ten minutes ago in my memory. So, if I follow my current thoughts, where might I be in ten minutes
After pondering for a few minutes and simulating his movements on the map in his mind for a long time, Lin Zhengying felt that he would most likely appear at the entrance in ten minutes or so!
After his eyes flashed, Lin Zhengying remembered the black shadow that disappeared quickly after he came in. If that was himself...
That means there must be several selves in the timelines before me who have discovered the time disorder problem in this place.
Because it was difficult for Lin Zhengying, who was the first to come in, to notice this. As a pioneer, the only reminder he could get was the disappearance of the items in his personal space.
Based on his understanding of himself, Lin Zhengying felt that after discovering that something had mysteriously disappeared, he would most likely not touch anything in his personal space unless it was really necessary.
In addition, the first few Lin Zhengyings should not be able to find the problem, because the probability of the characters they met at other time points and the original timeline changing due to timeline collisions was low.
In other words, while he is definitely not the first Lin Zhengying, he is also most likely not the original Lin Zhengying, and he will not be the last Lin Zhengying either. After all, he believes that if another self had discovered the problem long ago, he would have solved it by now.
As a mid-ranger myself, what should I do now
Lin Zhengying thought for a moment, then started moving. He was not sure what he should do, but he was sure what he should not do, which was not to stay where he was.
As he moved forward, based on the fact that he had no other painful memories except the one a few minutes ago, Lin Zhengying once again introduced a rule.
That is, if a person who is later in the timeline is close to himself who is earlier in the timeline, only the person who is later in the timeline should feel uncomfortable, otherwise he should have felt uncomfortable more than once.
There is another point, that is, there is no way to remind yourself using common methods, such as writing notes. If this method works, then the self in a timeline that is later than yours would have done it long ago, and the personal space would be filled with notes.
However, what you can’t do is not the most important thing. The most important thing is to come up with a way to remind yourself at the previous time point or to contact yourself at the later time point.