Immediately afterwards, the screen flashed, and An Yang appeared in darkness.
There is total darkness, no marginal darkness, no light, no trace of light, where the effect of the eyes is almost zero, because you can't see anything at all.
"This is the third level, Lost Heart. If you can break through, you will get huge benefits, but the premise is that you can break through, keep going forward, and the exit is right in front of you. Work hard. I hope you will be a hundred years old. The first person to break out, remember what I said, and persist." An old voice rang in An Yang's ears, and quickly disappeared into the invisible, as if swallowed by darkness.
An Yang looked around for a while, and she felt a little hairy in her heart.
Because there was total darkness here, he couldn't see anything except darkness or darkness.
"That's the way it turns out, the last hurdle is to close people in small black houses?" An Yang muttered to himself, but he was stunned when he said the words.
Why can't I hear my own voice! ! !
He obviously spoke!
"It's weird, why can't I hear the echo?" You must know that no matter where a person is, a big room, a small room, a living room, an open area, a forest, a river, no matter where you are, there will be a big or small echo when you speak, at least yourself. It is audible.
But where An Yang is now, he really can't hear any sound. He clearly speaks with his mouth closed, but he just can't catch the sound wave with his ears.
An Yang now feels like a deaf-mute person, unable to see or hear.
"It hurts a little bit—but how can this stump me, haha, haha, hahaha, ha—" An Yang wanted to cheer herself up, but after a few reluctant laughs, she couldn't hear herself at all. An Yang's laughter made An Yang even more frustrated.
He couldn't see anything in front of him, he couldn't hear anything, he didn't know the direction, where he was, and he didn't know the concept of time. An Yang calmed down, raised his leg and walked in a direction he thought was right.
He couldn't hear the sound of walking, and the sound was swallowed by the darkness, silent.
One step, two steps, three steps.
One hundred steps, two hundred steps, three hundred steps.
An Yang counted his steps until he even forgot the numbers.
He is still in darkness.
Can't see, can't hear.
"It's a bit cheating—hehe—" An Yang laughed dryly, but there was more bitterness in his smile.
He originally thought that as long as he insisted on the level, it should be easy to pass, but why did he never expect that for thousands of years so many people have not passed the level, what confidence does he have to pass it
In the following time, An Yang stopped talking, just walked forward slowly, and began to count his steps, until the end he even forgot how many.
Time goes by little by little, maybe half an hour has passed by now? Or an hour? Or is it a day? An Yang, who has no concept of time, just feels that being in such a place is difficult and uncomfortable.
Regarding experiments in the dark, there are many, many examples in Anyang's world.
There was once a famous ice store experiment, where a death row prisoner was imprisoned in a dark ice store. The ice store did not turn on the cooling effect, but in the end he felt that it was getting colder and frozen to death.
Or the black room wrist-cutting experiment, where the condemned person was imprisoned in a black room where no light could be seen, he was tied back to a stool, and a knife was used to lightly slash his wrist (note the back of the knife). Then put a water basin behind him and take a funnel to keep dripping, causing the illusion of blood loss. Only a few hours later, the death row prisoner died of his psychology.
It can be seen that people are afraid of darkness. If you are in a completely dark place, your will will gradually collapse.
And in Anyang’s world, there will be no absolute darkness and absolute silence. In other words, no matter how dark, there will be a trace of visibility after human eyes adapt, which means that the purity of darkness is not 100%. , And absolute silence is even more impossible, because no matter how quiet the outside world is, people can make sounds in their own activities. In exceptionally quiet situations, the most basic thing is that people can hear their own heartbeat.
But the place An Yang is now in is absolutely dark and silent, no light can be seen, no half of the sound can be heard, his footsteps, his own voice, his own heartbeat, all of which cannot be heard.
People's willpower is fragile, and sometimes just because they hear an Erxun, they fall into a slump, let alone being in such a place.
An Yang is considered to be very strong willpower. In those previous experiences, he has never wanted to give up once. Even if he no longer sees hope, he will go forward and fight desperately, because he has given up these two. Words, he can't write.
"Huh-huh-" Tired of walking, An Yang sat down and rested for a while, still unable to see anything.
Now An Yang doesn't even have any interest in speaking, because he can't hear what he says, so what else is there to say? Just think directly.
After a short break, he stood up again, clenched his fists, and walked forward with firm steps.
"No matter how dark it is, I don't believe I can't go! The old man said that as long as you can pass this level by persisting, then persist in persisting!" An Yang encouraged herself in her heart, step by step. Go ahead.
In front-there is endless darkness.
—
An Yang felt that he had walked a long, long distance. Now he has no strength and his lips are dry. He licked the lips that were about to split with his still wet tongue, An Yang's eyes showed a trace. Confused, of course, no one can see his confusion.
Is there really an exit in front
Could it be the wrong direction
An Yang was already confused. He staggered and fell to the ground. With lack of physical strength, he simply couldn't get up. He lay on the ground and closed his eyes heavily and fell asleep slowly.
In his dream, he dreamed that he was under a blue sky, with white clouds, breeze, green grass, lakeside, Su Suyi snuggling in his arms.
Soon, the dream woke up, and An Yang's eyes were still dark as a pool of stagnant water.
An Yang panicked, and he began to panic.
There has never been a moment when he panicked like he is now, like a madman, looking around. He hopes to see the light after a turn, but the darkness that greets him is still.
He doesn't know how long he has spent in this darkness. He only knows that his lamp is exhausted now, his legs are soft and he can't lift up, and his whole body is weak, and it takes a lot of money to even clenched his fists. With great strength, my stomach kept calling, but it was a pity that I couldn't hear it.
If a beam of light shines on his face now, then An Yang at this time is already like a dead person, his face is like ashes. The most energetic part of a person's body lies in his eyes. In An Yang's eyes, except for everything that is empty, he can't see anything hope.
First, he struggled anxiously, rolled, got up from the ground and walked a few steps, and finally sat on the ground again, looking left and right, and then curled up into a ball quietly, and began to remember the good things in the past.
Finally, An Yang lay quietly on the ground, yes.
He gave up.
A man who was never afraid of death, had to give up at this moment.
Because there is not a trace of light in front of him, he has tried very hard to move forward, but now he is very tired, he can no longer walk, and the darkness surrounds him, and he sees no hope.
In a place where even light has become a luxury, what should I use to disguise my strength
An Yang lay on the ground and waited for his death. Before he died, everyone would think of many, many things, those who were important to him, and the things that had not yet been completed.
Hallucinations began to appear in An Yang's eyes, because he had closed his eyes, but Timo's appearance appeared in front of him.
"Boss, aren't you leaving?"
"Hehe, I can't walk anymore," An Yang said in his heart.
"Boss, get up, don't you want to save the world?"
"Hehe, save the world?" An Yang laughed mockingly. He is very tired now and he wants to sleep for a while.
Timo's face began to blur.
It's time to end, An Yang sighed in his heart.
At this time, there was a flash in front of him, and Su Su's shadow appeared again.
"An An, get up."
"I can't get up, I'm too tired, I want to rest for a while."
"If you rest, you can't stand up anymore."
"Just forget it if you can't stand up, forget it if you die." An Yang's current mentality has fallen into a trough, and he has given up hope of life.
When a person gives up the hope of life, he is already dead, because the heart is dead, and heart death is greater than anything else.
"An An, how can you give up? It was you who said you want to persist, and you have always insisted on standing in front of us, so how can you give up—" Su Su looked at An Yang with a bit of choking.
In fact, these are just scenes that have been imaginary in An Yang's mind. He is now on the verge of death. When people are desperate, they will think about things in their minds, especially in such places that cannot be seen or heard. There will be hallucinations.
"Su Su—" An Yang was silent.
Yes, he has always insisted on it. Now everyone is struggling to support him, how could he die here.
How can I die here!
An Yang's eyes burst with golden light. He has exhausted his strength, but he is not dead yet. As long as he doesn't die, he shouldn't give up, right
An Yang slowly opened his hands, pressed them to the ground, and crawled towards the darkness in front of him.
Without the strength to stand up, then I will crawl!
I want to use my own way and persist to death.
[Thanks to the following friends for their rewards: Anonymous (this is really no name—), with a slight coolness in the mouth with mint, I have come to talk to you, glory, ro. Diu]
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