One hundred and seventy-five chapters death fantasy (eight)
"I can't feel any airflow passing by at all..."
Jian Yan muttered to himself, changing places to observe the strange starry sky.
The powerful sense of oppression swallowed up the entire room almost instantly, like a big invisible hand, suppressing him to the floor.
"What a strong sense of oppression..." Jian Yi frowned, as if she was shocked by this strange starry sky.
Shock is not a metaphor or an exaggeration. In fact, there seems to be an inexplicable force that makes him feel like there is an iron block weighing more than ten kilograms on his body, and even his breathing is affected to a certain extent.
The train was moving very fast, but there was no sound of wind in the carriage, and no changes could be seen in the starry sky.
Obviously, the "starry sky" is an artistic effect made on the ceiling and does not actually exist. The train cannot have a skylight, so it can only be an artificially painted ceiling.
The only reasonable explanation is that...the mural painter's painting skills have reached a state of perfection, and even give people a sense of sight as if the sky is overwhelming.
Looking away, Jian Jian immediately felt much better.
It's no wonder why Tanlang looked so weak when he was sitting on the sofa.
As an individual, if you stare at the oppressive mural like an ancient god and think for a long time, you will feel a sense of inadequacy.
If he had macrophobia, he would probably be scared to death.
The lights are dim and the walls look even cramped in this situation. Although the size of each carriage is exactly the same, under this background, the A5 at least looks significantly narrower than the other carriages. It originally seemed to be ten meters wide.
The room seemed to be only five or six meters pitiful at the moment.
Turning his eyes, he saw a square hole in the wall on the right, which seemed to be where Greedy Wolf took out the box.
"This little greedy wolf guy is really fierce. He cleared this place in less than ten minutes..."
If Hai Wuya is the coach, then Greedy Wolf is the strategist who is strategizing.
As the diversification process of script elements advances and the puzzle and puzzle elements are enriched, the complexity of the script continues to increase. At the same time, the pursuit of stronger clubs is not only to strengthen the strength of equipment and skills, but also to strengthen the strength of greedy wolves.
The position of "strategist" is to find talents above the backbone of the team.
This is why the fallen leaves in the first scenario want to dig into the club - this type of player is very rare.
As the main cross member of the No. 1 club in the entire server, Greedy Wolf has a very high reputation among players.
As the first player to clear the restricted hell scenario, he is very popular. Maybe it’s because of players’ appreciation for high IQ, or maybe it’s because of his artistic appearance... In short, Greedy Wolf’s popularity can even be
Comparable to the infinite sea.
As for Jian Jian... he disappeared after the cheating scandal and no longer appeared on the forum at all.
Therefore, Greedy Wolf, who is known for his wise generals, has naturally become the god of restricted scripts in the hearts of players.
"But at present, it seems that it is indeed well-deserved..."
Jian Yan raised his eyebrows and walked towards the A4 carriage in Haiwuya.
"Ding, ding..."
As the corridor went deeper, the sound of wind chimes rang in his ears again.
Sure enough, an identical deer wind chime was tied to the right side of the corridor and was swaying slightly.
But it was obviously not because of the wind, but because of the bumpy train driving.
"You didn't even mention this matter...did Hai Wuya not notice it?"
Jian Yi said to himself: "That's not right... It was his first time going to the A4 carriage. Maybe... wind chimes existed before that, so in his opinion, there were wind chimes hanging in the corridors both times he went back and forth.
…So you didn’t notice anything was wrong?”
Therefore, the time when the wind chime appears is roughly between the time when Jian Yi walks into room A6 and Hai Wuya walks into room A4.
But now there is a solid fact that makes this time a bit weird: if they walk from A6 to A4 at their normal speed, it will only take a minute or less...
If it was artificially arranged, he would have to ensure that he hung up the wind chime within one minute, and also ensure that he would not be noticed by Jian Yi and others... How did he do it?
Nothing makes sense.
And the game room just now, this type of room actually appears on a train... it's a bit ridiculous.
It's the same as when you listen to someone talk about L'Opital's Law in a nightclub.
Even if what the man on TV said is true and he reenacted a scene in order to take revenge on the four people, then the murder he called should have happened on the train.
But a paradox arises at this time.
There can't be a game room on the train, it's a specially created game room.
But now these two completely unrelated things do coexist.
It's too confusing.
While thinking about the contradictions in the script, he simply pushed open another wooden double door and walked into the A4 compartment where Hai Wuya was originally located.
Compared with the A5 car in front, this one is obviously a bit normal.
Of course, it's just a little bit normal.
Because it's just compared to the previous one.
The bookshelf that is half a head taller than the simple one, the oil-green wicker chair... this carriage is clearly a simple version of a study room.
Starting from the A6 carriage...the carriages in the future have become more and more abnormal, and have nothing to do with the concept of trains at all.
But on the other hand, this carriage is also pitiful. It is less than half the length of other carriages, but its width is about the same. It can be said that this carriage is almost a cube.
"Such a spatial structure...the designer is really a damn genius..."
Jane glanced around the room and commented sharply: "It's really hard on you for wasting the available area so painstakingly."
Approaching the desk, you can clearly see the laptop placed on it.
The screen is on, but it also flickers off and on, just like a student who is stuck in class and repeatedly jumps between listening to lectures and sleeping.
"It seems that the question Hai Wuya mentioned is a computer answer... Why does it sound like an online class?"
Yan Yi approached the screen and glanced at it casually. There was a question answering website on it.
"If there is a signal... maybe we can contact the outside world?"
He tried to do something, but suddenly remembered that he had no personal information at all in this worldview. In other words, he didn't have an account, and he couldn't make calls. How could you ask for help?
Trivia: Laptops can’t make phone calls…
Especially for someone like him who is unfamiliar with the place, how can he ask for help even if he can successfully contact the police?
After all, he didn't even know which trunk line he was on.
We can only defuse the bomb according to the mysterious man's request first.
