Like other rooms in Lorenz Mental Hospital, the interior decoration of the room is simple.
A bed, a window, a table, and a set of bedding.
Through the gap in the door, two figures could be seen milling around in the room. One was an elf in a black suit, and the other was a centaur with dark hair.
Of course, this is just what you see from the outside of the room.
If you open the door and enter, you will see a huge and foggy world.
Somewhat similar to the weird fog outside the trialist's initial town, these fogs are faintly filled with some weird murmurs, reciting mysterious sentences.
Heaven and earth are unkind and regard all things as stupid dogs...
The best good is like water, water is good for all things without dispute...
He who knows others is wise, he who knows himself is wise, he who conquers others is powerful, he who conquers himself is strong...
Tao gives birth to one, one gives birth to two, two gives birth to three, three gives birth to all things...
In the mist, the horse-faced man Malzahar and the elf Haji in a suit kept moving back and forth. Their positions and escape directions were different, but their speeds were about the same.
Both Malzahar and Haji have witnessed many types of weirdness.
They didn't pay too much attention to the strange fog outside the room.
The two believed that as long as they kept escaping further, they would reach the edge of the fog.
And as long as they cross the border, they will escape this strange fog.
However, as time passed, both the horse-faced man and the elf in the suit realized one thing - they were lost.
The horse-faced man wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, his expression serious.
Regarding how to maintain a sense of direction in a strange illusion, the horse-faced man actually practiced for a period of time, but at this time, he completely lost his direction.
Not only did he lose his direction, he didn't even know when he lost his direction.
In a daze, the horse-faced man lowered his head and looked at the ground.
He saw a somewhat familiar path on the ground.
"Is there a road here?"
The horse-faced man looked puzzled. If his memory was good, there should be only land near the two-story building. As he went deeper into the fog, he was always gray and devoid of anything.
"When did this path appear? And why do I feel familiar?"
The horse-faced man looked at the path ahead, then suddenly turned back, his brows furrowing deeper and deeper.
In his sight, the path extended deep into the fog. It was too far away and he couldn't see clearly because of the fog, but the path he could see was at least several kilometers away.
And that stretch of road was exactly where he came from.
Why didn't he find a path underground just now?
The horse-faced man turned back and suddenly found that the path ahead had changed again. Grass appeared on both sides of the path, and some purple flowers appeared in the grass.
"Bluebell?"
The horse-faced man picked a flower, and as he blew into the flower, a faint ringing sound came from the flower.
The horse-faced man walked forward along the path in confusion. Not long after, he saw a familiar yet unfamiliar cabin.
He was familiar with this cabin because he had been with the horse-faced man in his childhood. He gently touched the notch near the door of the cabin. He still remembered that it was made with a knife when he was seven years old to record his height.
Because the blade was not strong, it broke when he was scratching, so the scratch was a little crooked.
This is his cabin, his secret base when he was young.
However, the horse-faced man clearly remembered that this cabin had been reduced to ashes.
"what happened?"
boom!!
A ball of black and purple slime fell from the sky, destroying the cabin in front of the horse-faced man.
The horse-faced man moved away from the scope of the explosion and quickly noticed the uninvited guest Elf Haji.
【Red Lotus·Thunder】!
The dark red thunder and lightning centered on the horse-faced man's feet, spread to all directions, and then all turned around and shot towards the elf in the suit.
The latter whispered softly, and with the inaudible whisper, a giant gray eye emerged from the void.
【Eye of Virtual Realm】
His eyeballs flashed away, and all incoming thunder and lightning were bounced away.
The elf in the suit did not continue fighting with the horse-faced man. He said: "Don't get excited. I don't want to attack you. Otherwise, when you were stunned, I would just attack you directly. Wouldn't it just destroy your memory scene?"
"
"Memory scene?"
The horse-faced man showed a puzzled expression, and at the same time secretly gathered strength. He did not believe the bewitchment of the elf in the suit.
The latter saw through the horse-faced man's thoughts.
Elf Haji continued: "I told you not to get excited, I really have no intention of fighting you, and now is not the time to fight.
That mysterious old man is not one of ours, and he should not be one of yours. We must have been tricked.
I think we should temporarily put aside our prejudices against each other, and what we should do at this time is to find a way to get out of here together."
The horse-faced man took a deep look at the elf in the suit, and gradually withdrew the power he had brewed. The latter also withdrew his power and walked towards the horse-faced man.
"You just said, this is my memory scene?"
The horse-faced man looked at the ruins of the wooden house in front of him. He saw a broken box in the ruins. The box was half open and closed, and some of his childhood treasures were scattered out.
Elf Haji said: "I speculate that it has something to do with the weird whispers in the fog. They seem to erode our consciousness and then create the scenes in our memories."
The horse-faced man picked up a music box and said, "So, you have also seen your memory scene?"
Haji nodded and said: "Yes."
Malzahar nodded slightly, and with force of his fingers, the music box turned into a pile of fragments and scattered.
The scattered music box did not disappear and looked extremely real, just like real music box fragments.
Haji said: "The memory scenes I saw are the same as what you saw. They should be illusory, but they appear to be extremely real."
Haji picked up two pieces of debris and then threw the debris back into the ruins.
Elf Haji asked: "Do you have any ideas about escaping from here?"
"No." The horse-faced man pondered for a while and said: "Logically speaking, I should have gone far away, but no, I left a mark on that house. No matter how far away I go, there will be no trace of it.
There is no obvious change in the distance marked everywhere.”
Haji thought thoughtfully: "Is there some kind of change in space? I remember that the two of us left the room in different directions. You didn't change the direction halfway?"
The horse-faced man nodded, "It seems there was something wrong with our encounter. We should return to that house to investigate."
Haji nodded and said: "Since we can't find a way to leave the illusion, let's deal with the person who created the illusion. If the two of us can join forces, we can have a fight."
As Haji spoke, he handed a black scroll to the horse-faced man. The latter took the scroll, looked at it twice, and signed his name on the scroll.
The contract is established, and the horse-faced man and the elf in the suit have become temporary allies who can trust each other...