At this time, it makes people feel that the NPC's words are very ruthless: "This classmate said it well, for example, on the penultimate floor, the limited time of each world is 12 hours, and each world is opened at the same time at the same time. .If a group of members completes the task of this world within 6 hours and successfully finds the fragments, then they can enter another world that has been opened but no one has entered, but there is only time left for the next world. It has been six hours, not only time, but also the consumption of physical endurance... As the level of the tower increases, this consumption will increase.
"Furthermore, if the world itself has members assigned to it, then outsiders, that is, other members outside this world, will not be able to enter, and all they can do is wait and wait for the success or failure of the other party."
There was silence in the hall at the moment, and the difficulty of this painting far exceeded everyone's previous expectations.
Difficulties are sure to exist, but what seems to be an endless stream of difficulties that everyone will face, and if there is one omission, everyone will be forced to move on to the next round. In the end, it will not be difficult to die, but will also be consumed alive.
"Teacher," Gu Qingqing's voice sounded, "I still have a question, is there a limit to the difficulty of each layer of the world, does it increase layer by layer?"
The NPC teacher replied: "That's not true. The difficulty of each world is similar. It may be easy for those who are good at it, but if you catch up with your own knowledge, I'm afraid..."
Everyone's hearts have sunk to the bottom. Everyone has their own strengths and weaknesses, and everyone may be able to make up for each other when they get together to pass the level, but now they have to group everyone - until now everyone seems to suddenly understand that the most terrible thing at present It's actually a group.
Thinking of this, many people glanced at Mu Yiran reluctantly. If there is no such person in their group... Just like in the previous paintings, if there is no such person, it will undoubtedly be a dead end.
Ke Xun also asked the question of grouping: "Teacher, there are 13 people in total, and there are 7 worlds at the bottom. How do we divide the 13 people into 7 groups? Is this grouping by ourselves or... "
"It's randomly assigned, it's not up to you to decide. Every two people are in a group, and the remaining one is alone in a group." The NPC teacher pointed to a small disc-like device on the table, "If you are ready, Just press this disc and it will bring you into your own world."
Two people are in a group, and one person is left in a group. Randomly assigned.
Everyone looked at each other, as if they must be the unlucky one who was alone.
"Okay, that's it for today's class, let's end the get out of class." Teacher NPC didn't allow everyone to say more, so he pressed the small disc on the podium table, and then a piercing bell rang out, just like the primary and secondary schools in the past. school bell.
With the end of the bell, the NPC teacher also disappeared.
The NPC's departure was too sudden, and it was even a little disappointing.
"It seems that the only information the NPC can provide is this." Shao Ling stood up and walked around the disc on the table with some trepidation, and walked towards the blackboard, "He has made the rules very clear."
"This world seems to have broken the rules of 'dead in the night'," Qin Ci expressed his opinion, "For example, on the first day, once we have collected seven fragments, a signature will appear, and then we can all go out; otherwise , if we can't get it together, we will enter the next round of world screening. At the same time, if we can't get the fragments together, it means that someone has not been able to come out of the world. Although the teacher didn't say it clearly, I think that if we can't find the fragments, we should It is impossible to come out of the world alive.—Since there is a possibility of death in the world, there is no difference between day and night.”
"Not necessarily," Zhu Haowen said. "Maybe there will be clear day and night in the world, and maybe death will also happen at night."
World - Now this term is easy to associate with words like the end times or hell.
Li Xiaochun has always had a confused expression, but now he gradually realized what was going on, and said at this moment: "That is to say, only by finding the fragments in the world can we survive out of the world, and we must find fragments in every world. , you can find the signature when you get it all together, and you can leave here completely, right?"
"Yes, you are right." Qin Ci looked at the young man in front of him with some compassion.
Wu You also said: "We'd better work hard and find the fragments of our world when we have the most physical and mental strength, so that we can draw all the paintings on the first day! And all thirteen of us can live!"
It sounded like this, but Yue Cen couldn't help interrupting: "However, there is another situation, that is, everyone found the signature on the first day, but not necessarily all thirteen people are alive. After all, it is a group of two people. , it is very likely that one of them... had an accident, and the other survived to find the fragments and walked out of the world."
This assumption is cruel, but also very true.
"We can't group left or right, and we can't get a glimpse of the world we're about to enter. What we can do now is to understand the content of the fragments as soon as possible," Mu Yiran said, "Although we don't know what shape or even the form of the fragments will appear, we need to know more about them. Something is never wrong."
After hearing this, everyone came to Gu Qingqing's side, because the painting that Hua Jiqiu drew just now was placed there with her.
Wei Dong simply picked up the notebook he was drawing on, and walked up to the podium himself: "I'll draw on the blackboard according to this, everyone can take notes while watching!"
Therefore, everyone tightened their strings. Every time Wei Dong drew a pattern on the blackboard, everyone drew another pattern below. The pen and paper used were prepared by himself or borrowed from Gu Qingqing. In short Everyone is holding a pen and frowning, their eyes follow the chalk on Weidong's blackboard, and their hands are also twisting and drawing.
After nearly twenty fragment patterns were drawn, everyone began to work hard to memorize them, almost engraving these patterns into their minds.
Mu Yiran gently walked to Hua Jiqiu's side and asked in a low voice, "Director Hua, I would like to know more about the situation of Si Nian and his wife."
Hua Jiqiu didn't have to memorize these patterns, because most of them were familiar to him, so he said to Mu Yiran at this time: "Just ask, I know everything."
"Does the couple themselves major in archaeology? Did they engage in other industries?" Mu Yiran asked, "According to the past experience in painting, the inner world of the painter is very helpful for painting."
"Si Youjun, that is, the husband, is an archaeologist. His wife Qi Nian should not be. She is only a monk in the field of archaeology, but I don't know exactly what she is studying," Hua Jiqiu fell into deep thought, "Qi Nian is a very talented person. It should also be her idea to combine those fragments into a special New Year picture. She is very artistic. Some of her artistic works have also been well received by the industry, and she has also published some books on historical knowledge. "
Mu Yiran listened, and felt more and more difficult about this painting.
"About that couple, I said whatever came to my mind, maybe it wasn't systematic enough," Hua Jiqiu raised his glasses, feeling that the bright light around made his eyes uncomfortable, "I also hear some things, it is said that the couple The way they get along is very interesting. The two basically don’t talk much, and occasionally a sentence or two will make outsiders feel clueless, but this couple can immediately understand each other’s meaning, and can quickly make a statement. response, and that response is often confusing to others.”
Mu Yiran listened to it, but remained silent for a while.
Ke Xun listened to Hua Jiqiu's words, and couldn't help but ask: "The two immortals you said are the gods in charge of a happy marriage, but I think the two immortals in the New Year paintings are usually two immortals. She looks like a child, with her hair in a bun, holding a big lotus leaf and a big lotus flower in her hand, and holding a treasure box. At first, I thought Hehe Erxian should be the daughter of Dong Yong and Meng Jiang."
Hua Jiqiu coughed awkwardly: "It's Dong Yong and the Seven Fairies; Fan Xiliang and Meng Jiangnu."
"Oh, oh, that's it."
However, Mu Yiran looked at Ke Xun, and suddenly a smile appeared, which was captured by Ke Xun sensitively: Could it be... My boyfriend has only discovered until now that He He Er Xian is actually two male gods...
Mu Yiran said: "Actually, the original body of the Hehe Immortals is Hanshan and Shide, the hidden monks of the Guoqing Temple in Tiantai Mountain in the Tang Dynasty. It is said that these two monks have extraordinary speech and often have mysterious Zen dialogues, which make ordinary people confused. "
Hua Jiqiu seemed to have realized: "In this way, the daily conversation between the Si Nian and his wife is quite a bit like the two immortals of Harmony. No wonder the painting is called 'Harmony'. If the couple can do this, I am afraid they have surpassed them. We have become an ordinary couple and become a rare soul confidant."
Indeed, between confidants who truly understand each other, why do they need to talk at night, just a glance from each other is enough.
A piercing bell suddenly rang again, startling everyone.
Soon, the familiar voice of the NPC teacher came from the ground again, this time it seemed to be the voice after using a loudspeaker: "Please hurry up, if you haven't pressed the disc in three minutes, the seven worlds will start automatically."
After a moment of silence, most of the people were not calm. They took the last time to look at the fragmentary patterns that Wei Dong drew on the blackboard.
Mu Yiran's voice sounded: "If my estimate is correct, the world we are about to enter may require a Zen-like puzzle-solving method."
"What is a Zen-style puzzle-solving method?" Luo Xue turned his eyes from the blackboard with a look of tears on his face, "Is it the scope of science or the scope of liberal arts, does it have something to do with the value of force?"
"That is probably another category, related to Buddhism." Zhu Haowen said.
Mu Yiran wanted to explain, but couldn't make it clear. How could one or two words be clear about such a thing as Zen meditation.
Ke Xun was a little anxious, so he said according to his own thoughts: "Anyway, I try to rely on a place beyond the supernatural, what kind of state of no-self..."
Before he finished speaking, the world in front of him changed.
Obviously, the seven worlds started spontaneously. Ke Xun tightly grasped Mu Yiran's hand beside him, but as the surrounding became darker and colder, he didn't know which void he went to, not to mention the The thing in hand.
Ke Xun tried his best to calm himself down, and tried to open his eyes to see the world in front of him, but at this time he couldn't feel anything except darkness and coolness.
Gradually, Ke Xun felt that his feet seemed to be on the ground, but the surroundings were still dark and no fingers were seen. It seemed that a cool wind was blowing, making a "swipe" sound, somewhat like the sound of poplar leaves in the wind. , and some sounds like pieces of paper in the wind.
When he couldn't see anything, he would find these voices especially terrifying. Ke Xun even suspected that he was blind in the setting of this world. Thinking of this, he tried his best to keep a calm expression and try not to reach out and look around. I don't understand the situation at the moment, and it's best not to let outsiders find out that they can't see things.
"It's early." A voice suddenly sounded from his ear, and Ke Xun was startled, but his expression remained calm.
"It's early, let's go forward." A woman's voice was mixed with an unknown dialect.
Ke Xun didn't say a word. Anyway, these two voices weren't talking to him, he just listened.
The two voices came and went and I said a few more words. Ke Xun felt more and more that these two voices were a bit strange, and he couldn't tell what was strange. They were clearly speaking human words, but the end of the voice did not seem to be human voices. .