"At a certain moment, they died, but they were not completely dead. They were in a state of being dead and alive again." - This is the conclusion given by the fortune teller.
Her face was as wrinkled as a bun, and she looked unsure of the conclusions she had drawn.
Chu Changge and Xiao Qiao had been kicked out by Gu Mian, and they were the only two people in the room at this time.
The fortune teller glanced at the two lots on the table again: "If one person drew such a result, it might be a mistake on my part, but these two people drew exactly the same lot... I don't think it was a mistake."
Gu Mian also stared at the lottery on the table: "So now they are both dead and alive?"
It doesn't look like much.
The fortune teller shook his head in embarrassment: "I don't know either. This state of being alive and dead may exist in their past, present, or future."
She said this and lowered her head in shame: "My ability is limited and I can only predict that they will be in this state for a certain period of time, but I don't know whether this period of time is in the past or the future."
Gu Miang had just discussed Schrödinger's death in the Evil God Statue with Louis in the dungeon, but he didn't expect that Chu Changge and Xiao Qiao would also be in this state.
Are their situations similar to those of the Evil God Statue? Gu Mian fell into deep thought. Do all guardians have this state?
The diviner had a strange expression: "This is the first time I have divined such a thing. Did you find something in the dungeon that made you bring them to divine?"
She asked similar questions not long ago, but Gu Mian didn't give an answer.
This time Gu Mian still didn't answer the question. He just leaned on the sofa, thought for a while and then answered the question: "Have you ever heard of cable radio?"
The fortune teller didn't know why Gu Mian suddenly brought the topic to the radio. She recalled everything in the past twenty years and nodded hesitantly: "I've heard it a few times."
"The radios all broadcast real-time information, right?"
The fortune teller nodded hesitantly again: "It seems like this. When receiving the signal, you can only receive factual broadcasts. Some recorders may have a replay function, but I have never seen such an advanced recorder."
“What would happen if one day a broadcaster was in front of you and his factual report was on the radio?”
As if she was afraid that the fortune teller would not understand, Gu Mian generously used herself as an example: "If I were a broadcaster, I am in front of you now, and you can hear my real-time program when you turn on the radio."
The fortune teller didn't know why the topic suddenly developed in a strange direction.
She swallowed and guessed: "Then I guess you have seen a ghost."
What a simple guess.
"By the way," Gu Mian turned to look at the fortune teller, "Can you make something like an amulet? It's like the one in the TV series. The protagonist draws a lot and an old Taoist drops from the sky and gives him an amulet, saying that this amulet will definitely protect you.
Such peace."
Fortune teller: "..."
I am a fortune teller, not a Taoist priest!
However, she is really good at breaking charms. A fortune teller can make lucky charms, which may slightly improve luck, but it will consume a lot of energy and the function is not guaranteed.
She had done this several times before, but the effect was almost zero. I wonder if it was her imagination, but after wearing the lucky charm, her chances of hitting ghosts in the dungeon seemed to have greatly increased.
The fortune teller hesitated for a while: "I can't make an amulet, but can I use a useless lucky charm?"
Lucky charm? Hearing this, Gu Mian's eyes began to sparkle. Is there such a good thing?
He nodded slowly and said in a reluctant tone: "Lucky charms are also acceptable."
The fortune teller looked at the strange light in Gu Mian's eyes and was silent for a few seconds before speaking: "I need some foldable paper..."
No one had lived in her house for a long time, and there was only toilet paper in the house.
Hearing this, Gu Mian reached into her pocket and dug for a while before she found a piece of paper: "Do you think this kind of paper is okay?"
The fortune teller took the [Dungeon Admission Ticket (auxiliary ticket)] from Gu Mian and fell into deep thought. He took out a piece of paper and it was such a rare special item. Is this the world of the rich?
In the end, Gu Mian tore out several pages from Chu Changge's book and handed them to the fortune teller, watched her finish folding them, and then left happily carrying a bunch of lucky charms.
The fortune teller in the room leaned on the sofa exhausted, without a drop of blood left.
The lucky charms produced by the fortune teller were robbed as soon as they were brought back to the house.
First, the fat man came to pick one up. He held the lucky charm folded from the pages of the book in his hand and said, "Can it really bring luck to people? If it is really useful, wouldn't it be a doctor's savior?"
As he spoke, he picked up the most beautiful one and put it into the pocket of Chu Changge next to him: "Those who are close to the red are red and those who are close to the ink are black. Little Brother Chu goes into the dungeon with the doctor every day, so he has to put it in to avoid being beaten by the doctor.
infect."
Is this how red is used when near vermilion and black when near ink?
Gu Mian specially pulled one off and hung it around the neck of Xiao Qiao who was eating next to her. Today's dinner was Fatty's unique egg fried rice and earthen pot pig's trotter soup. Xiao Qiao was competing with the pig's trotters in the bowl.
Gu Mian frowned as she thought of what the fortune teller said about Xiao Qiao, who was both dead and alive.
At this time, Chu Changge's voice rang in his ears. This was the first thing he said after Gu Mian released the dungeon: "As soon as you released the dungeon, you took us to find a fortune teller. Did you make a discovery in the dungeon?"
The fortune teller also asked similar questions, but in the end she didn't get an answer.
"I met Louis," Gu Mian turned to look at him, "Louis told me how you met in the killing game copy. It turned out that you had so many communications in unknown corners behind my back."
Chu Changge pushed up his glasses, and there was no hint of guilt on his face that the incident had been exposed: "Because there was no valuable information in the conversation, I didn't tell you afterward."
Gu Mian recalled what Louis said to him: "Ignoring these for now, the second world you are in is number one, and it is also called the first world, right?"
After hearing this, Chu Changge was silent for a few seconds before nodding and saying: "Yes."
"So when you came out of the first world, your serial number was also number 1, right?"
Chu Changge was silent again, and the silence lasted longer than last time. After a while, he nodded in agreement.
Gu Mian continued: "Do you remember more than half a year ago, not long after the global game started, I was playing with the radio here, and we heard a broadcast at that time."
The fat man leaned over and said, "I remember this. The content seems to be, 'Wow, I am Guardian No. 1. I accidentally lost the person I wanted to follow for thirty years. No. 2 died and didn't come out to find anyone.'
This kind of thing.”
Gu Mian: "..."
He remembered that the original text didn't seem to be like this, especially there was no word "woo woo", but the overall meaning was correct.
"It's strange," Gu Mian frowned and looked at Chu Changge, "Is there another guardian in your world who has come to the earth?"
He remembered that Chu Changge had said before that each low-dimensional world could only send out at most one person.
But Gu Mian did hear the real-time broadcast with Chu Changge more than half a year ago.
Chu Changge was right next to him at the time, and there was no way Chu Changge had made that report.
At this time, Xiao Qiao, who was working next to him, suddenly raised his head: "It's impossible, there's only one of him, and there's only one in every world."
Xiao Qiao is very sure about this.
"Perhaps someone made it fake," Chu Changge pushed up his glasses. "At that time, someone forged the identity of Guardian No. 1 and sent out a broadcast for us to hear."
Gu Mian touched her chin: "Everything happened for a reason. This broadcast must be trying to convey some message to people. At that time, I was completely unaware of the identity of the Guardian, and the same was true for Fatty. Now that I think about it, you were the only one who knew about the Guardian.
The existence of the reporter, and he pretended to be your identity, is probably to attract your attention. I guess that broadcast is most likely to convey a message to you."
Chu Changge lowered his eyes: "I thought so too, but I never analyzed the intention of that broadcast."
Gu Mian turned to look at Xiao Qiao: "Only guardians from lower-dimensional worlds know the existence of guardians, so the person who pretended to be you and broadcast must be guardians from other worlds."
But what’s the point of pretending to be Chu Changge?
"It has nothing to do with me. I have never pretended to be someone else." Noticing Gu Mian's gaze, Xiao Qiao raised her hand to express her innocence.
Xiao Qiao really doesn't look like someone who would do such a smart thing.
What Gu Mian didn't understand was why the guardians of other worlds pretended to be Chu Changge and sent out broadcasts, and the broadcast happened to be heard by them.
Really weird.
He thought of the "Guardian No. 2" mentioned in the broadcast again, and turned to look at Chu Changge: "Do you know who the Guardian No. 2 is?"
Chu Changge turned to look at the fat man and said after a few seconds: "Math teacher."
really……
Fat man's father.
"Already dead." Xiao Qiao added while inserting the pig's trotters.
The fat man pursed his lips and his eyes were watery.
"You also know that he is dead?" Gu Mian looked at Xiao Qiao strangely.
Xiao Qiao only met him after the global game started. Logically speaking, he shouldn't have known that he was a dead math teacher.
"What's happening," Xiao Qiao said concisely, "the feeling of oppression has disappeared."
Feeling of oppression?
Will Xiao Qiao feel the pressure brought by other guardians on her? If a guardian dies, she will feel it immediately.
Presumably Xiao Qiao also recognized the real and fake Chu Changge with the sense of oppression during the dragon boat activity.
But why does she feel oppressed by other guardians?
Gu Mian asked Chu Changge: "Can you also feel the oppression from other guardians?"
Chu Changge shook his head slightly: "The guardians are all sensitive to each other. I can't feel the pressure, but I can feel it if a guardian dies."
Gu Mian quickly recalled the people who had died around her since childhood: "Can you tell me how many have died now?"
"Teacher of the second world..." Chu Changge seemed to be reporting the death list in order of the world.
But he stopped after saying the first sentence. Just when Gu Mian thought that only this one was dead, Chu Changge's voice continued: "The fifth world, Lin Xiaowei."
The fat man took a breath and looked at Gu Mian nervously.
He remembered that Brother Chu had said that Lin Xiaowei was Gu Mian's childhood playmate. When no one else dared to approach Gu Mian, this girl opened her teeth and kissed him until his face was swollen.
But she still died under the crushing force of fate in the end. She resisted Gu Mian's fate of death and used her own life.
Fatty felt a little sad, as Lin Xiaowei's story seemed to have ended before it even began.
Gu Mian lowered her head and straightened her clothes, then raised her head and said softly, "Yeah."
Chu Changge turned his head and continued to state the death list: "Sixth World, Song Yu."
The fat man raised his head curiously. This was the first time he heard this name. The name should be that of a woman. Did she die without everyone knowing?
While he was thinking about it, he looked at Gu Mian, and saw that the other person seemed to have guessed it a long time ago, and his expression did not change.
"Does the doctor know this person?" the fat man asked cautiously.
"Well," Gu Mian raised her head, "She was the person who almost became my mother."