Lin Sanjiu walked on a piece of snow-white paper for half an hour.
Except for the clusters of words that make up the game, there are no obstacles on this white paper-like land, but neither she nor Yu Yuan walked fast. It is quite difficult to find the edge and direction in the white snow with nothing.
; even with the data body by her side, she still walked back several times. If she hadn't seen the same text again, she wouldn't have known she was lost.
The text group "Shopping malls are like battlefields" was left far behind. They had not seen another text group related to shopping mall games for more than ten minutes; there is reason to think that they left "Shopping malls are like battlefields"
range - but she wasn't sure what she was heading towards.
"This is different from what I expected." Yu Yuan said calmly, "In my analysis, you were treated differently in the arcade game... It should be to prevent you from going down and discovering the essence of this game. This shows that
There is an independent will behind this game. But we all entered the base camp where the game script is located, but we did not find this will."
It was not that Lin Sanjiu had never thought about it. "That person must be somewhere else, right?" She raised a possibility, "After all, there are so many games going on in this world at the same time, and it is impossible for that will to pay attention to everything and everything at the same time.
people……"
"For a planet of this size, a data volume is enough."
"……oh."
"But the will here is obviously not a data body. The world they created is very strange," Yu Yuan said strangely, but there was no trace of doubt on his face. "The games and worlds created in this way,
It is relatively fragile, and if there is a lack of care and operation, it is very likely that the system will collapse. Why does it take the form of 'text'?"
One of the factors that may cause the collapse, Lin Sanjiu himself, is moving forward step by step.
Thirty minutes before setting off, the two of them discussed why words in the center of the earth could become reality on the ground. After much discussion, the data body convinced Lin Sanjiu - "Yes."
It may be a projection function," Yu Yuan said.
"projection?"
"Yes, the meaning formed by words is projected into the real world and becomes reality." He said at that time, pointing to the group of words not far away, "You and I have never gone far, that is to say, shopping malls
The text of the game is right below the arcade game. This is a clue to me that they are projecting reality directly onto the surface, that they are a 'script' of reality, a projector."
Although he had no emotions, he was quite good at fighting, and Lin Sanjiu understood it immediately. In this way, there was indeed a room in the office on the 60th floor that was blocked by a car...
She stood there and thought for a while, and couldn't help but tremble.
"Wait, if it is projected directly upward..." She looked up at the pure white above her head, even though she could no longer see the path formed by the word "Guan". "I, I have an idea, I
Looks like I know where the gift bag is!"
"oh."
She didn't know where the next new game would be "written", but she could at least save the gift pack first. Lin Sanjiu rushed out for a few steps, looked back, and said hello: "Are you coming with me?"
"I still don't quite understand why I keep following you." Yu Yuan followed slowly, "I can't find a logical relationship between your request and your reason..."
Lin Sanjiu ignored him completely.
She was almost filling Teacher Yi with all kinds of demands in her mind - Lin Sanjiu was the worst kind of boss at the moment: Although I can't provide you with much consciousness, you have to do it.
There is nothing missing, such as finding out where the apartment building where the gift bag was taken is located on the vast white paper with no reference.
"I think it should be here..." Teacher Yi said hurriedly, "No, no, let me think about it again... Well, you may have deviated from sixty degrees just now..."
Perhaps it was because she pressed questions too frequently. After a while, her own subconscious surface actually got angry with her. "I am you, don't you know? This is your ability, what can I do?"
It would be nice if I could ask the data subject, but Yu Yuan has never been to that apartment building. Lin Sanjiu, with a bit of apprehension in his arms, followed Teacher Yi's half-analysis, half-jumping master's guidance, and walked again
After twenty or thirty minutes, I finally saw a vague shadow on the edge of my field of vision again—it seemed to be a new group of words.
With the goal in mind, Teacher Yi immediately resigned. Lin Sanjiu became excited, called Yu Yuan, and ran away.
...She guessed right.
When she jumped into the group of words, she felt like she was also jumping back into the lobby of the apartment building. This group of words was far more complex and large than any group of words she had seen before.
She couldn't recognize any of the words, because all she could see were partial strokes, criss-crossing them like wonderfully shaped skeletal steel bars. Lin Sanjiu turned a corner and rushed to the door of Apartment No. 1 - or
Say, that part of the text structure is the doorway.
Ji Shanqing is not here.
"Gift bag?" She hurriedly turned around a few times, looking around the open space that formed the patio and the intertwined words on the second floor, and shouted loudly: "Gift bag? Where are you? I'm coming!"
There was silence and no response. It seemed that she and Yu Yuan were the only two people in this vast white world and among the tall clusters of words.
"Gift bag!"
"There seems to be no one here." Yu Yuan said as he turned out from behind the wall of text. He seemed to have been observing the building just now. "The people, or individuals, who are running these games behind the scenes are not here...
If Ji Shanqing is indeed captured by them, and it seems likely to be the case now, then Ji Shanqing will not be with the words on the paper, but will be with the operator."
"But when I heard him calling for help, I did see a pure white -"
"He may have actually been here for a period of time while he was being taken to the operator's side."
Lin Sanjiu didn't say a word. She kept replaying and analyzing the moment she heard the gift bag asking for help in her mind, trying to find any clues that she had missed before; while thinking about his possible whereabouts, she walked
While spinning around aimlessly.
Behind this text building, just like "a shopping mall is like a battlefield", there are also various text groups such as operating logic, game rules, content structure, game characters, etc. However, there is no sign of gift packages anywhere.
"Where is the operator? You said that the words here were indeed 'written' by someone... So where is the operator and how did he write it down?" She murmured, looking up.
The pure white above - it was hard for her to imagine that a pen tip would suddenly appear above her head, or a blinking cursor in a document, and she would start writing; besides, that was impossible, because the top was the earth on the surface of the planet.
"I don't know either." Yu Yuan paused and said: "Since I came here, I discovered for the first time that there are so many things I don't know. I originally thought that the data body was the closest thing in the universe to
An omniscient and omnipotent creature.”
That being said, he can't be relied on.
The text, paper and operator were completely beyond her common sense. She even struggled to understand, let alone decipher it? Lin Sanjiu bent down, wanting only to close her eyes and collapse on the ground. She wanted to stamp her feet, to kick her.
She poured the words and wanted to tear the paper into pieces - the gift bag disappeared, and Lily turned into words. Even Bai Cong and Qian Dao, who she originally wanted to help, had probably...also...
She raised her head quickly.
"Do you have an idea?" Yu Yuan asked. The emotion of data collection was gone, but there was still a need for knowledge.
After they fell from the building's pipes, Lin Sanjiu saw the text group of the building, the text group that ran regularly, and even the robot Huanhuan's text group - but she didn't realize it until now
, there is text that should appear but does not.
"Didn't you say that He Baihe shrunk in the elevator because the text was absorbed by the pipe and was being transported downwards?" Lin Sanjiu couldn't hold back her heartbeat. "We put He Baihe away halfway, so
She was not absorbed and transported here. However, there are people in the other two elevators - where did Bai Cong and Qian Dao go after they were absorbed?"
"Maybe they went to other places." Yu Yuan said quietly, "They would not have become part of the mall game in the first place. Perhaps the words that made up them were taken away by the operators and placed elsewhere - oh, I
I understand what you mean."
"Yes, I think so too. The operators have taken their texts to other places, which means...their texts will come into contact with the operators."
Lin Sanjiu spoke word by word, as if she was afraid that if she spoke too quickly, the idea would escape her and run away. "You interpreted me, you know. When I was lying in the ventilation fan of Qiandao's office, I
He and He Baihe used [Hongyan Family Letter] to communicate with him, while He Baihe used a communicator to communicate with Bai Cong, and they were always on the phone at that time."
Yu Yuan nodded, without any expression of sudden enlightenment or confusion.
"And the communicator between her and Bai Cong... was given by me."
When Wei Wei finished saying this, Lin Sanjiu had already taken out a communicator from the card library.
"It may be too late to think of looking for Bai Cong now." She took a deep breath and said, "I can only place my hope on one thing..."
"What?"
"That is, when the operator gets new materials and text, they will not use them immediately. Conceiving and writing all take time. If the operator has no ideas and has not started writing a new game, maybe Bai Cong's
The text is still in his hand." Lin Sanjiu said while dialing Bai Cong's communicator. "It's quiet enough here. Most of the white paper has nothing that can block the transmission of sound...
"
From somewhere far away, the familiar contact beep sounded slightly.