"Sure enough, everything here does not exist for no reason, but someone is manipulating it behind the scenes..."
Realizing that he might be in a certain mirror space, and thinking of the body of the scientific researcher he had seen before, Bai Mo finally no longer doubted his previous guess.
Someone used the body of a dragon as a "portal", connected it to another hidden space through the art of external eating, and used some kind of mirror-like overlapping technique to hide the true coordinates of that space -
This passage is hidden in the art of external eating. There are not only many corpses behind it, but also an unchecked taboo sequence, and an endless corridor. At first glance, it seems very confusing, but if you think of it as the third
Looking at the two defensive portals...then everything may be explained.
"What's going on with this head?"
Next to Bai Mo, Yang Yiyi bravely looked at "his" head for a long time. The more he looked at it, the more horrified he felt, and finally couldn't help but ask.
"Tell me first what happened to the scar on your chin." Bai Mo looked at her.
"you……"
Yang Yiyi's eyes were a little averted, and she subconsciously lifted her bangs on the right side, trying to cover the scar again.
However, when she touched her chin where there was supposed to be a scar, she suddenly froze on the spot and touched it again as if in disbelief, with a dazed and imperceptible joy in her eyes.
"The scars are gone..."
However, just when she was caressing her smooth chin in ecstasy, Bai Mo's light words ruthlessly shattered her fantasy.
"Don't be too happy, the scar is still there, just on the left side of your chin."
Yang Yiyi was stunned again, and quickly touched the left side of her chin. The familiar rough feeling made her feel heavy, and she asked somewhat dullly: "The scar has transferred, why did this happen?"
"I said it because we were in the mirror."
Bai Modan said calmly, "I heard the scream you mentioned at first, and it sounded very much like your voice, so when I noticed that the scar on your chin was in the wrong position, I almost thought you were an impostor.
―Fortunately, I did not blindly draw conclusions, but conducted verification in time.”
Yang Yiyi suddenly remembered the way Bai Mo rushed out just now, and it suddenly became clear in her heart that this guy was worried about his own safety at that time...
However, when she saw the human head in Bai Mo's hand, she seemed to suddenly think of something, and suddenly she was excited, and she felt a little hopeful -
Wait...if this guy hadn't checked at that time, wouldn't it be her who had her head chopped off?
Yang Yiyi swallowed.
"So this is what you mean by 'mirror'? Can it reproduce people like us?" She thought for a moment and said hesitantly.
"Roughly speaking, that's the case."
Bai Mo said calmly, "But the level of the guy here is too low. He probably wanted to silently turn us into mirror images and pull us into this mirror corridor, but the method was too rough and changed the scars on your face."
The location revealed a very obvious flaw."
Although Yang Yiyi was still a little confused, she roughly understood what Bai Mo meant. He seemed to be saying that the guy hiding behind this was not good at learning...
"You mean...there are other people hiding in this passage, and that guy is plotting against us secretly?"
Bai Mo was about to speak, but suddenly he felt something in his heart and turned his head to look at the corner in the distance.
At the same time, an old voice suddenly sounded in the darkness.
"I have to say that the words of the two of them are really uglier than the other. They talk about 'crude means' and 'secret calculations'... This is simply a naked slander. I have never had that kind of mentality."
"Who!"
Yang Yiyi's heart tightened, and she suddenly shined a flashlight in the direction of the sound.
However, the speed of the speaker was so fast that it was terrifying. She only felt a gust of wind blowing by, and the moment she turned the flashlight, she saw a figure standing in front of her with an expressionless face.
Yang Yiyi's heart tightened, and then her eyes blurred. Bai Mo appeared in front of her instantly, blocking her behind and staring at the man in front of her without saying a word.
He was a man with an ordinary appearance, an equally ordinary figure, and even more old-fashioned clothes. He was the kind of passerby who doesn't want to take a second look when he is thrown into a crowd.
...What attracts people is his eyes.
If Bai Mo's eyes are often as deep as the ocean, then the eyes of the man in front of him are more like flames that have been extinguished for a long time. No light or temperature can be seen, and all that is left is a dead silence.
At this moment, his eyes fell on the "Yang Yiyi" head in Bai Mo's hand, with a regretful expression on his face. He stretched out his hand as if to touch it, and made an extremely old sound in his mouth.
"What do you mean by roughness...Look, this human head is actually quite delicate, isn't it? If it weren't for this scar..."
Bai Mo's face was expressionless, and he threw the head in his hand fiercely without any warning. The head turned into an afterimage and appeared instantly in front of the man's face like a cannonball.
The man did not dodge, and with a loud noise, the head shattered like a watermelon.
Seeing this scene, Yang Yiyi behind Bai Mo had a toothache - this head had the same face as hers, but it was actually thrown out as a weapon. Seeing "her" head explode before her eyes, she felt a headache for no reason
…
The man did not dodge at all, but he was still unscathed after suffering such a heavy blow. He was quite upset. He first casually wiped the blood on his face with his sleeve, then licked the blood from the corner of his mouth, closing his eyes to reflect on the taste:
"Not only the appearance, the taste of the blood is also very pure, without any false breath, which shows that my methods are not rough at all."
He seems to be very obsessed with the question of "whether his methods are really rough" and seems to have to prove something.
Bai Mo ignored his muttering and asked calmly: "Who are you?"
The man was stunned when he heard this, then gave a wry smile, and replied with some hindsight: "Sorry, I forgot to introduce myself again. My name is Wang Zhao, and I am a scientist."
"the scientist……"
"That's right, scientist."
The man seemed to want to laugh, and slightly twitched the corner of his mouth, "As you can see, this 'mirror corridor' is my work. Your previous guess is actually correct, but there are a few points I want to add..."
"No need." Bai Mo interrupted him coldly.
"Really? Aren't you curious about what will happen if you continue to go deeper into this passage?" Wang Zhao asked with some anticipation.
"Compared with this, I'm more curious about what your plan is and why you want to drag us into the so-called 'mirror corridor'?"
Bai Mo glanced at his headless body not far away, and his voice became colder.
"As a rigorous scientist, you have to conduct repeated experiments before publishing any scientific research results, right?" Wang Zhao said matter-of-factly.
"You treat us as experimental subjects?!" Yang Yiyi said angrily.
"I can't help it. After all, you are the first people to come here... By the way, I removed the heart of the guy in red. In my opinion, it should be a good experimental material. You two don't need to make a fuss.
."
The man's expression was very sincere, as if he really regarded Bai Mo and the two as experimental subjects.
"People of your era are all lunatics." After a moment of silence, Bai Mo commented.
"Most people in the world are like this. They cannot see the truth, so they slander those who come into contact with the truth as lunatics - is this the same for you?"
Bai Mo didn't answer. He was silent for a moment and asked calmly: "Tell me your purpose."
Wang Zhao made an old voice: "As you guessed, I have indeed been waiting for your arrival."
Bai Mo stared slightly: "You know me too?"
"I don't know, but there are very few people who can come to this place. If it weren't for you, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to wait for the second person."
Yang Yiyi was a little unconvinced. This guy obviously didn't treat her as a human being!
But Bai Mo seems to have some understanding of the identity of the guy in front of him, and the murderous aura in his body seems to have disappeared...
Does he think the guy in front of him is a friend rather than an enemy?
"I see... Since it's me you're waiting for, let me see the real side of this place." At this moment, Bai Mo's voice continued to sound.
"Of course, but I still want to remind you that you can still think carefully about my previous question - what will happen if you continue to go deep into this passage?"
Wang Zhao said meaningfully.
And as his old voice fell, the surrounding scene changed. The dark and long passage suddenly disappeared, replaced by an empty room.
"The eyes you are looking for are here." Yang Yiyi reminded in a low voice.
Bai Mo raised his eyebrows slightly, and sure enough, he saw a huge blue eyeball lying quietly in a petri dish. The culture fluid was surging, and the waves seemed to cover its eyes.
The three of them were standing in front of a huge mirror, and their reflections appeared in the mirror.
Looking at herself in the mirror, Yang Yiyi subconsciously touched her chin and found that the scar had returned to its original position, feeling a little confused.
Wang Zhao walked towards the desk in the room and said as he walked: "The so-called mirror image is actually the most real version of yourself. It will be whatever you are and will never be disguised - so as long as you place such material on the surface,
It can form a camouflage that is extremely difficult to detect, completely hiding our location from any sight."
"What on earth is this guy talking about?" Yang Yiyi couldn't help but ask Bai Mo.
"What he means is that the previous passage was a false disguise. He cut out that space, swapped the mirror space with the real space, and transformed the original mirror space to make it look like the real space.
Space is the same, but the real space has been intercepted and folded here, separated from the main body of the world, so it cannot be spied by outsiders."
Yang Yiyi's eyes widened: "Why do you think the more you talk, the less I understand..."
Bai Mo thought for a moment, seemed to be reorganizing his words, and said: "If the whole world is compared to a black pipe, and everything else is white liquid, then you can think that this guy secretly replaced part of the black pipe with white liquid. Second,
The original part of the black pipe was blended into the white liquid and floated out of the world, while the vacant part was filled with the white liquid dyed black, thus covering up the fact that the black pipe had been intercepted -
Do you understand this?"
Yang Yiyi nodded in understanding, then suddenly opened her eyes and said: "That means... we are no longer in the original world, but in the white liquid?"
But how could such a thing be possible? It was completely beyond her imagination!
I'm afraid even an S-class transcendent can't do this kind of thing, right?
No... not I'm afraid.
No S-level transcendent can do such a thing!
However, what made Yang Yiyi feel unbelievable was that Bai Mo actually nodded seriously and acknowledged her understanding.
How is it possible...
It took Yang Yiyi a long time to digest this matter. Then she looked at Wang Zhao, who was flipping through the documents on his desk with his back to them, and asked in a low voice: "Who is that guy? You seem to trust him."
?”
You followed a stranger to a new space without saying a word. What is this if not trust?
Bai Mo thought for a while and commented: "In our words at that time - they are the top scientific researchers, and they are also a group of complete lunatics."
"Thank you very much for your compliment, but it seems that you are still somewhat biased against us... The title of 'madman' is not a pleasant one."
At this moment, Wang Zhao's old voice sounded in front of the two of them. He walked towards the two of them holding a document, staring at Bai Mu's face.
"Speaking of it, you are one of the few people who can understand our thoughts... What do you think, would you consider becoming my assistant?"
Bai Mo ignored him, just looked at the document in his hand and asked, "What is this?"
"I don't know. In fact, I'm just a little waiter."
Hearing this, Wang Zhao looked a little more serious and said solemnly, "According to the description, what is recorded here should be the information you most want to get during this trip."
"What is the information you most want to get?"
"That's the information you most want to know."
"You can know anything you want?" Yang Yiyi asked suspiciously.
"Theoretically, that's the case." Wang Zhao nodded.
"But how do you know what I want to know?"
"I don't know, but knowing this document is enough."
Yang Yiyi looked weird and secretly said to Bai Mo: "Why do I think this guy looks like a magician the more I look at him?"
Bai Mo glanced at her: "That's right to understand. Although these guys are not gods, their power is definitely beyond your imagination."
"What power?" Yang Yiyi asked curiously.
"Remember that pamphlet you read earlier?"
Bai Mo said nothing, leaving a confused Yang Yiyi, who stretched out her hand to Wang Zhao, intending to take the document from him.
However, at this moment, Wang Zhao suddenly retracted his hand.
He put the document behind his back and said with a serious face: "Sorry, for the sake of caution, I still need to verify your identity now - please answer my three questions."
Bai Mo was not annoyed and nodded calmly.
"Before that, please ask this lady to step aside."
Yang Yiyi was originally very curious and immediately became angry when she heard this. However, seeing Bai Mo's serious look, she silently accepted the strange pair of headphones handed over by Wang Zhao.
"These are sleep headphones. When you put them on, you will enter a quiet space, thereby falling asleep quickly - I made a small modification to them, during which you will not hear our conversation."
"So magical?"
Yang Yiyi had a look of disbelief, so she put on her headphones and quickly closed her eyes. There was even a smile on the corner of her mouth, as if she was sleeping soundly.
"It seems she had a good dream." Wang Zhao shook his head.
"Um."
Bai Mo watched Yang Yiyi sleeping and saw that she was safe and sound, and said, "Tell me what your problem is."
Wang Zhao nodded, pondered for a moment, and said solemnly: "First, please tell me your name."
"White ink."
Bai Mo didn't mean to hide anything this time.
"A familiar name..."
Wang Zhao was silent for a moment, wondering what he was thinking, and then continued to ask, "Second, do you still remember your original promise?"
"Remember."
Wang Zhao looked at his face and nodded after a long while.
"third……"
When asking the third question, Wang Zhao suddenly stared into Bai Mo's eyes. Those eyes, which seemed to be extinguished flames, were no longer peaceful at this moment. They seemed to be full of expectations and worries and were constantly trembling.
"Have we... succeeded in the future?" He asked this question as if he was exhaling.
Bai Mo was silent for a long time, his expression a little gloomy.
That's right...
future.
In fact, when Bai Mo saw Wang Zhao for the first time, he could tell that this guy was not a living person, but an obsession that he didn't know how to preserve, or something else.
――Yes, this guy is exactly the corpse wearing a lab coat lying in the passage.
He did not live until today, but died thousands of years ago, so he asked about the future.
Under the other party's gaze, Bai Mo remained silent for a long time and did not answer for a long time -
He was afraid that if he spoke out, he would live up to the thousands of years of expectations of the person in front of him.
Waiting alone in this dark space for so long is undoubtedly a long loneliness. And if this loneliness is not returned with a satisfactory answer, what kind of despair will it be?
Thinking of this, he felt speechless for the first time.
Bai Mo knew very well that many people were actually waiting for his answer, including the dead, alive, and those unable to move.
...Including those guys sleeping in the cemetery.
And one day, he must give an answer to this question.
Perhaps Bai Mo had been silent for too long, but Wang Zhao quickly saw the meaning behind it. He didn't have any strange emotions about it, but smiled with relief.
"I see."
There is no loneliness in laughter, only freedom and ease.
"I don't know if it counts as a success."
However, at this moment, a slightly suppressed voice suddenly came from in front of him - it was Bai Mo.
Wang Zhao was stunned.
"To this day, humans have only retained the fire. That's all I can do."
"Did you keep the fire..."
Wang Zhao was stunned, his lips trembled slightly, and tears suddenly filled his eyes, "That's enough, that's enough, it's enough to have fire!"
Those who engage in science and technology are not afraid of failure, they are just afraid that everything will become quantitative and there will be no possibility of change.
Even the fact that he could retain the fire was actually something he couldn't predict... because it seemed to them at the time that it was simply impossible -
And Bai Mo did it.
He knew very well that the so-called fire in the two people's mouths was not some guy who was just hanging on, but a group of people who really broke free from the shackles!
A large group of new students!
He understands the meaning behind this.
"You have succeeded." Wang Zhao sighed.
He looked at the black worm in Bai Mo's hand, his expression suddenly became complicated, "After completing this step, everything we do will be meaningful."
Most of the taboo sequences are from their hands. If there is no more fire, then the meaning of creating taboo sequences will naturally cease to exist.
"But I don't know what to do next." Bai Mo said.
He originally thought that he had prepared enough, but judging from the attitude of the God of Destiny and others, this only postponed the moment of despair a little.
Wang Zhao smiled and said: "It doesn't matter if you don't know. As long as there is a variable, there are countless possibilities in the future, not to mention..."
"The document in my hand can just tell you what to do."
He smiled slightly and said seriously: "Your Excellency has passed my test and now has the right to access this confidential document."
He stretched out his hand and was about to hand the document into Bai Mo's hand.
However, at this moment, a sudden change occurred.
I saw the huge eyeball in the petri dish not far away suddenly broke through the glass cover and rushed towards the two of them at an extremely terrifying speed.
Bai Mo raised his eyebrows slightly, and black shadows spread from his feet, quickly wrapping and binding the blue eyeballs. The eyeballs struggled wildly, but they could not move.
"Speaking of which, I haven't asked you about this eye yet..."
As he spoke, he turned his head and his expression suddenly became a little stiff.
In the short moment when he turned his head, Wang Zhao's body had been cut off at the waist, and the document in his hand gradually disappeared in a ball of flame that appeared out of thin air.
There was no one else around, and Bai Mo didn't even see who was taking action.
"Ahem, cough, cough, uukanshu.com www.uukanshu.com No need to read, that thing has escaped."
Wang Zhao's weak voice sounded, causing Bai Mo's gradually violent aura to calm down.
He quickly approached and asked, "How are you?"
"fine."
A weak smile appeared on Wang Zhao's pale face, "That guy doesn't know that I have died once, so I still have time to tell you the rest..."
"you say."
"There is actually nothing in that document, no information you want to know."
"Then..." Bai Mo looked calm, as if he had expected this.
"The real information is actually in your hands, and it is also hidden in everything you have witnessed before - remember, everything in the mirror is the most real."
Wang Zhao's eyes widened, as if he was trying hard to hint to Bai Mo with his eyes.
His eyes gradually darkened, and finally he became motionless.
This time he did not come back to life, but actually died.
Bai Mo looked at his body without saying a word, showing no sadness.
For this guy, isn't death a kind of relief?
He quietly grasped a piece of crumpled yellow paper in his bag——
He got this from the corpse of Wang Zhao when he found it in the passage. It was densely covered with runes, more like a charm.
"The real information is actually in your hands a long time ago" -
He remembered what Wang Zhao said.
But what’s worth noting is that this guy clearly had time to talk just now, so why didn’t he mention who the murderer was?
Bai Mo's eyes were deep and he didn't know what he was thinking.
Yang Yiyi on the side was still wearing headphones, and the smile on her lips never disappeared.
