Although Yu Liang and Aze may be considered rivals, he still admires Aze's unconstrained thinking.
Find "color" as a breakthrough point in the world of black and white, and use "women" as a point of struggle in a peaceful era.
An idea that is both genius and reasonable.
The past revolutions only involved those low-end triangular classes, so it was actually just a struggle between the high class and the low class. The aristocrats could make a fuss based on the differences between the two classes and use their wisdom to divide the various parts.
But women are different.
If they participate, the scope of the struggle will be greatly increased.
From circular families to triangular families, there will always be female figures in the family, right?
Judging from Yu Liang's previous understanding of Regiel, a considerable number of female figures in Flatland are intelligent, such as polygonal nobles like Regiel, but they have not gained their due status by virtue of their intelligence.
This seems to be inconsistent with the aristocratic system and political tradition that the high-intelligence figures have been promoting.
Triangles with acute angles have strong military force, so they are suitable as soldiers to defend the country; polygons with a large number of obtuse angles and sides are more intelligent, so they are suitable as managers to coordinate the resources of the flat country.
On the basis of ignoring the selfishness of graphics, this propaganda argument is reasonable, but it is not easy to ignore.
Among them, female polygons from advanced graphics families have become a "special species" outside of the propaganda.
They grew up in colleges and universities, have certain wisdom, and can always hear the conversations between their husbands or fathers in high positions and other powerful people. They have certain political acumen, but they still have no channels.
To put it simply, the triangles have no wisdom or decisiveness. What they lack is exactly what the female figures have, and even their revolutionary aspirations are similar.
Among them, the lower female figure is the bridge of communication between the two parties. They are both female figures and lower figures, and at the same time cannot leave the family. They are the natural glue between the two groups.
In such a struggle, a sense of identity is very important, and Aze has the ability to confuse the graphic mind.
Whether at the macro level or the micro level, Aze's grasp of human nature is very precise.
Uh, okay, actually it should be graphic character.
If these graphics can be incited to participate, the power of the struggle will be strengthened.
However, Aze's approach was different from what Yu Liang expected. That guy did not simply learn the tricks of gender war.
Think about it, the gender war only emerged with the development of social productivity, and this flat country has no foundation for development.
Everything is about adapting measures to local conditions and emphasizing the characteristics of a flat country.
Here, the strong power of women is also reflected by color.
On the morning of the third day, Yu Liang learned an interesting thing from the gossip in the tavern.
Since the Color Act does not plan the colors that female figures can have, this has led to a large number of women choosing alternating gold and silver dyeing schemes.
From an appearance point of view, there is no absolute difference between the female figures and those real high-level figures. After adjusting their voices to make their voices thicker, these female figures are exactly the same as the high-level figures.
The tone of their speech, the wisdom in their minds, their artistic accomplishment...
Enough to make any lowly figure be impressed without touching it.
And the art of touch seems to no longer be so important after the color act penetrates into the heart of graphics.
With only a small amount of reasoning and intuitive visual perception, the figures can recognize each other's appearance, no longer relying on cumbersome touch etiquette.
It has become difficult to identify the true male higher figure.
It is not difficult to imagine how attractive this loophole in the bill is to female figures who have always been in a disadvantaged position.
Driven by their inner strength, most of them (some knowledgeable people deliberately ignored this issue) expressed indifference to the chaotic scene that would follow.
In the family, they can use their keen hearing to understand the secrets about politics, economy and church that were originally only known by male senior figures.
They could also hear it before, but even if they heard it at that time, it would be useless.
Now, they can even pretend to be advanced graphics and give orders.
Their bodies were only made of gold and silver, and no other colors could be mixed with them. This caused the common people to make wrong judgments, worship the wrong people, and even regard those wrong remarks as truth and imperial decree.
This is exactly what the circular hierarchy loses.
On the other hand, Yu Liang realized that he had inadvertently contributed to the chaos and intensified the chaos.
Since he collected all the silver fuel, the dyeing deadline for those polygons and circles that really needed to be dyed gold and silver was delayed.
As for where the paint for the female figures comes from...
Is there any need to guess?
Of course, it was Aze who made the special confession, and he has his shadow behind all these incidents.
It's a pity that Yu Liang tried to catch this guy several times, but failed.
Not only that, he couldn't find Xu Cixi's whereabouts, even if he left secret codes everywhere in Ling City, it was of no use.
Aze and Xu Cixi are probably not in Lingcheng. It is just Aze's personality clone who is causing trouble in the darkness of Lingcheng.
Yu Liang was very happy to watch the fun, but he was only watching the fun. At this stage, he could no longer get involved.
On the one hand, he has no legal identity, and on the other hand, he can only keep up with the pace of change and cannot go any deeper into taking advantage of the situation.
Anyway, the silver paint was almost collected, and Yu Liang was ready to stay one last night in the undercurrent of Ling City, and then set off to the west coast to create the Sea of Mirrors.
In short, let's get out of the Sea of Mirrors first and see what's behind God. Whether we can lift the table or not depends on the situation.
This evening was also very particular. Yu Liang was going to go to a familiar figure to explore the situation.
Regiel.
But he didn't know exactly where Regiel's family lived. There was no map in the two-dimensional world, and this city was not small...
Eh?
"Is that school in front?" Along with the melodious bedtime bell, Yu Liang wandered to a somewhat familiar place.
"Indeed." Li Geng's memory was not bad. After Yu Liang approached the school, he recognized the place from the arrangement of line segments near the school.
He thought about it, recalled it for a moment, and confidently said to Yu Liang: "When I get here, I should be able to go back and find that Rachel's home."
Generally speaking, in the two-dimensional world, it is very difficult to see people and find their way around. However, there is a constant north gravity here, so once you get used to it, your sense of direction will not be bad. With the memory of north gravity, Li can
Geng felt that he should be able to get it back.
"No rush, let's go into the school first." Yu Liang temporarily suppressed Li Geng's self-recommendation. No matter where he went now, he happened to have some "school".
So far, the school is the area where he has seen the most use of the "Drawing Prison" technology, and the last time he came here, he didn't have much chance to explore what was there. This time, the strength was partially unblocked, and he could come here to hang out.
For a moment.
School, this extremely special area should have a lot of clues to explore, and professors with real talents can also provide him with a lot of secrets.
In the past, Yu Liang might not have used strong tactics against civilians, but that may not be the case now.
Dozens of players died so easily at the hands of these graphics, so there was no need for him to spare a hand against the aliens.
After walking around the school, it was already closing time, so Yu Liang did not find a way to break into the school.
The door is locked; the wall cannot be broken.
This is a two-dimensional world, and he can't climb over walls as easily as in reality.
In the end, he could only squat at the gate temporarily to see when the guard would open the door and let him in.
Well, the premise is that he is invisible.
"Qiu'er, open the door." The professor walked to the school gate and called to the guard behind the door.
"Hey, Professor Gore, are you still going back to school so late?" The doorman known as "Qiu'er" was amazed. He opened the door and couldn't help but admire, "Can I only say that you are a learned professor? Treat him
Knowledge is so fanatical."
The guard's voice was relatively young, so the old professor called him "Qiu'er". The old professor's voice also made Yu Liang beside him excited because he recognized the voice.
This is Regiel’s teacher, the Professor Octagon who showed up at that time!
The security ball is just a triangle. Even if it is an equilateral triangle, his status is much lower than that of Professor Octagon. However, Professor Octagon's tone does not sound domineering, but rather gentle.
It seems that Professor Octagon in daily life is quite similar to the high-level intellectuals in Yu Liang's impression.
"Yes, I suddenly remembered that there are still some unfinished tasks in the herbarium, which may need to be used tomorrow." Professor Octagon replied simply, and then walked into the campus through the open door.
Upon seeing this, the invisible Yu Liang immediately followed, passed through the door, and followed the professor into the campus.
"Huh?" Professor Octagon seemed to hear something, and looked back in surprise, but there were still only those few lines in his vision.
The lines of the security ball.
Lines of campus walls.
The half-open lines of the campus gate.
Apart from that there is nothing.
Maybe I saw it wrong.
Professor Octagon shook his body and walked to the specimen room along the route he remembered.
But Yu Liang, who was behind him, was a little surprised. Did the Octagonal Professor feel his presence just now?
Could it be footsteps?
The sound of these figures is very sensitive, and it is indeed possible to hear such slight footsteps...
No, where did the footsteps come from?
Suddenly, Yu Liang realized something was wrong.
What are footsteps?
The sound of footsteps hitting the ground.
But where does the ground come from in the two-dimensional world?
Thinking back again, it seems that Rachel's mother also made similar remarks, such as that she could hear Yu Liang moving between different buildings.
How did this sound come out?
Could it be the sound of the internal structure shaking when the figure moves?
In this case……
Yu Liang recalled the footsteps of various shapes he had heard before, and doubts came to his mind.
Why do the footsteps sound the same for every graphic?
Is it possible that the internal structure of all graphics is the same?
In the past, Yu Liang did not notice the unreasonableness of the footsteps. Now he wanted to study the footsteps again, but it was not the time. He could only wait for Professor Octagon to go far away before continuing to follow him.
A sudden flash of inspiration gave Yu Liang a sense of anticipation. He seemed to have caught some of the loopholes in the two-dimensional world.
There is something hidden in the two-dimensional world under the normal appearance, and this thing is likely to contain signs of the power of strange stories.
Because the surrounding environment was relatively dark, Yu Liang did not fall too far away. He did not know where the specimen room was, so he did not dare to lose it.
Fortunately, after following Professor Octagon into a quadrilateral building, he arrived at his destination. Yu Liang smelled a special smell in the air.
It was a bit like a mixed liquid of rosin and some kind of potion. As for the effect, he guessed that it was similar to formalin potion.
Yu Liang followed the other party quietly and walked into the room. After turning on the light, he finally saw the whole room clearly.
The room is very large, about the size of two or three classrooms. There are some specimens placed in it, and there are some chaotic lines appearing at intervals.
"Ah, the processing and sorting of these specimens has finally come to an end." Professor Octagon murmured, walking up to a specimen in the center of the room.
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! There was slight doubt in his tone, but it turned into an expectation: "From the perspective of physical strength, you are the best. What a pity.
Yes, those damn low-grade sharp-angled rhombuses actually stabbed you with such terrible wounds that they can’t even sew!"
Um?!
When Yu Liang heard the key words, he made a guess in his mind. He immediately reached out and touched a specimen next to him. He didn't have any taboos. After a simple touch, he discovered a shocking fact.
These specimens are not figures.
It’s a specimen of a player!
The players who died in school that day were really dead, and they had all been made into specimens by the natives of the two-dimensional world.
Next, will the specimens of these players be displayed like the corridor in the school teaching building?
Become a teaching tool for the new generation of cognitive paper people in this country?
Yu Liang did not speak, but felt a little sad in his heart, similar to the feeling of sadness when a rabbit dies and a fox mourns.
In any case, these guys were once players like him, but it started like a trap, and these guys died so hastily.
"Then let me try to see what kind of secrets are hidden in your bodies." Professor Octagon chuckled, and sounds similar to the tearing of skin and flesh kept coming from his body.
Yu Liang couldn't see what was happening in that direction, but from the sound...
Is this guy shedding his skin?
Wait, if you release the closed graphic state, won't it be crushed and crushed immediately by the pressure?
Before Yu Liang could figure it out, he saw a new line segment separated from Professor Octagon's line segment, and that line segment...
Yu Liang looked intently.
That's a triangle, the simplest triangle!
A triangle penetrates the skin of an octagon?
Next, the triangle wormed its way into the player's specimen under Yu Liang's somewhat shocked gaze, accompanied by the sound of flesh and skin reviving.
"Huh, player?" The voice in Triangle's mouth was completely different from that of Professor Octagon's time. It was a voice that was unfamiliar to Yu Liang.