Ai Luogensi was very calm. She grabbed the back of her neck and lifted the little girl up: "What are you worrying about? At this time, just listen to Chengcheng."
Sister A is full of confidence, but this is not just a blind girl control. It is one thing to like someone and protect someone; it is another thing to be able to trust someone with your life calmly at a critical moment.
The trust that Zhen Cheng gained was earned by her series of precise decisions in Scarry's final battle.
I saw Cai Pixiu's little feet still flapping in the air, panting: "Then, then... Zhen Cheng, what will happen if there are three minutes left?"
"Here." Zhen Cheng pointed to the three top legs of the triangular hall. The two looked along and saw dripping paint dripping from the three shafts where the three people entered the underground facility.
This dripping process grows rapidly in the few seconds that a few people watch, from a leaky drop or two in the blink of an eye to a continuous leakage like forgetting to turn off the faucet.
Thinking about it, if what is written on the sign is true, then the three minutes may not be the time when the change begins, but the time when the three of them are completely desperate.
"Ahhhhh!!!" Cai Pixiu went even crazier. She didn't have the unconditional trust that Sister A had in Zhen Cheng. If she hadn't been held down, she would have carved the teleportation circle out of thin air and escaped.
"Is there any way?" Sister A looked at Zhen Cheng.
"Yes, explode the ground." Zhen Cheng affirmed.
"How big is it? Where is it?"
Zhen Cheng tapped his temple, his eyes scanned the three murals in sequence, and said solemnly: "Theoretically, it can be done anywhere, but in practical terms, in order to gain the most time, let's blow it up in the middle of the hall.
As for the scope, the bottom line should be the extent that it does not affect us. The smaller the better. But at the same time, the deeper the damage to the ground, the better.
I think at least the equivalent of three to five meters of reinforced concrete need to be blasted, and we even have to consider the possibility of having a pure armor plate interlayer in the middle.
If it cannot be done, it is likely that a second blast will be needed, but whether there is time will be another matter."
"Give me a suitable bomb, just follow the standards she said." This time, Sister A directly spoke to Cai Pixiu who was holding it in her hand.
"You have to spend your credits to buy it." The little girl who was lifted up in the air said harshly.
"Deal." Unexpectedly, the Red Lotus Death God, who usually chose to kill the boss to solve the bill problem when going out for a meal, actually agreed to Cai Pixiu's blackmail.
At a level that Zhen Cheng's rational logic could not understand, the two students achieved good communication results in an inexplicable way.
The deal was concluded and the two of them stopped talking nonsense. Cai Pixiu lived up to the title of [Universal Store]. What she brought out was not a bomb that Sister A could imagine with her poor knowledge, but a one-time drilling piece from a high-dimensional civilization.
device.
This thing looks like a solid iron pot, which is about the size of an elevator room. It is hemispherical, flat on the ground, and weighs about 1.5 tons. On the surface, it only has three or five fool-like buttons and indicator lights.
According to Cai Pixiu, in the civilization that produced it, it was a transportation tool similar to a bicycle, and children had to be able to use it alone.
Of course, the cost of such a one-time prop cannot be too expensive. The two did not specifically discuss how many credits they would need to spend to purchase it. They only confirmed a verbal subscription agreement, which was a tacit agreement that after consumption, Logensi would at least be able to earn from this venue.
A reasonable price to obtain sufficient income from off-campus teaching.
Otherwise, given Sister A's vengeful nature, if she was cheated like this, she would sooner or later settle Cai Pixiu's debt by settling the bill at a restaurant.
The principle of operation of this thing is very strange. Through the space folding principle of punching holes in the six-dimensional space, it directly connects the nearest space in the specified direction, forming a passage that two people can walk side by side. No matter how long the actual distance is, this passage
They will all be between three and ten meters in length.
In human terms, it is similar to folding paper. What would you do if you stood on an infinite piece of paper and wanted to take one step to another point a hundred meters away?
The answer is to fold the paper and fold another point to a position one step away from you. For many high-dimensional civilizations that light up related technologies, folding our three-dimensional world is as simple as our origami.
What's even more amazing is that we who live on three-dimensional paper are not even aware of the fact that our world is folded. This is the rule of law of the high-dimensional world over the low-dimensional world.
The hemispherical machine in Cai Pixiu's hands is essentially such an "origami machine." No matter how far away from the ground the empty space predicted by Zhen Cheng is, this machine can complete drilling within ten seconds.
Theoretically speaking, even if Zhen Cheng and the others did not have the "next level of space" she was sure of below their feet, this thing would be able to take them directly to the other side of the planet in ten seconds.
Ten seconds later, the paint flowing down the three shafts had become like a small waterfall. Six people were crowded in the middle of the hall. One of the men who had been rescued by Cai Pixiu had already begun to kneel on the ground, in despair, he didn't know what to do.
The gods began to pray.
When Cai Pixiu saw the indicator light change color, he opened the hemisphere machine and threw it like scrap metal into the pile of paint that had piled up in the corner of the hall.
"I seem to understand what probably happened here..." Looking at the machine that was thrown into the hill of paint, Zhen Cheng opened his eyes slightly, full of shock.
Under her eyes, the high-tech alloy machine softened and melted bit by bit like butter in a pot after touching the paint, and eventually turned into paint itself.
The volume of the pigment suddenly increased by a large amount, which is a fact that can be seen with the naked eye. The machine formed a large area of tan in a large area of blue and green, which is a more obvious portrayal.
The machines did not sink, but became paint, became part of them, and increased their size.
There is no high temperature enough to melt metal, but there are equally deadly and weirder pigments.
Ai Luogensi squatted at the entrance of the cave and looked inside.
Even with her night vision, she couldn't see clearly what was going on underneath. It was almost pure darkness.
"How about... I jump down first to take a look? Or leave a prisoner behind?"
You see, the same sentence will have completely opposite interpretations in the ears of different people. Because of the reason why Zhen Cheng was targeted, Qu Yun asked a few people to pay attention to concealing their identities during off-campus teaching activities, so as not to be betrayed by the candidates for the Lamarck game.
Bring back real information about several people.
When Zhen Cheng heard this, he defaulted to pretending that he was also a candidate for the game, so as not to have his identity discovered.
But when it fell into the ears of Sister A, it became clear that no one should be left alive. No wonder she would treat the three candidates brought by Cai Pixiu as prisoners.