1742 There is no money in the world and the puzzle that the red brick wall can't solve
It was like two people opening their mouths to talk at the same time, then realizing that both of them were talking, then falling silent at the same time; Lin Sanjiu waited in shock for a few seconds, and saw that the little white box was quiet, so he sent out a message: "Are you there?"
Where?" - As soon as the news was sent out, Batou De's second message followed.
"What a coincidence..." After only a few seconds, he began to pant. It seemed that taking the time to send messages while escaping had already made him extremely strenuous. "I will run to you as soon as possible, but I won't
Do you know if you can get away from—"
Before he finished speaking, the message was suddenly cut off.
"It's over, he won't be dead, right?" After hearing the message, the dirty pigtails circled back and forth in panic, muttering: "I thought that the mutation of ordinary people was caused by Badou De himself, but now it seems
It’s far from that simple... Even if he’s not dead now, what if something happens on the way here? Are we going to be imprisoned until we starve to death?”
Lin Sanjiu said nothing. She waited for a while, but no more messages came from Badou De.
The situation was far more serious than she thought; not to mention whether Batou De was still alive and whether he could arrive before he was killed, so what if he arrived? As soon as he stopped, he would most likely be killed by those behind him.
The pursuers caught up - maybe in the end, she could only watch Batou De being killed in front of her, still trapped and unable to move.
At this moment, she must act under the premise that "Ba Tou De is coming"; but she must not place all her hopes on Badu De and wait helplessly for him to save her.
"Fortunately, he knows the location of your vigil," Lin Sanjiu thought for a while, then squatted down, turned on the flashlight, and carefully explored the floor tiles.
"It was him and Beard who put me here. What are you doing?"
"You should also take a look," Lin Sanjiu ordered, "I was once trapped by someone using space objects... Although I don't know much about space objects, but according to my experience, the objects and the effects they produce
The dimensional space should be inseparable and connected. It stands there like a door, and we actually stepped through that door unintentionally."
Dreadlock digested the news for a while and then understood. "No way? In other words, that person left such a valuable item in the same place? Then if we find it, it will..."
Of course, even if the items were left where they were, they were still in the real world that was beyond their reach at this time, but Lin Sanjiu didn't say this out loud - the dreadlocks were full of motivation at this time, like a drug-detecting dog, and they all started to
They were sniffing and groping on the ground.
"There must be a connection between the corridor we are in and the real world," she said, glancing over the floor tiles and the black soil between the bricks. "The connection should also be where the objects are."
It’s just that when we look from the inside out, we may not be able to see the object itself.”
"Then how do you find it?" Dirty Pig asked. "I looked and saw that there were bricks, soil, ash and debris on both sides, as well as some weeds. I couldn't tell where the connection was."
"Keep looking, there must be traces that we don't know about yet."
As Lin Sanjiu spoke, the bright flashlight in her hand shone on the overturned chair and slowly swept over it. She didn't find anything; but she couldn't show the anxiety in her heart - she was holding the two of them down now.
The paper-pressing stone for the foot of the battle.
This part of the city road was paved with several large, crooked square bricks; not only were the bricks misaligned, exposing winding black seams of soil, but the bricks themselves had also suffered a lot of impact and wear, and were gray and cracked everywhere.
But no matter how she looked or how many times she looked, there was nothing nearby that theoretically shouldn't exist; everything looked the most ordinary in the streets of Fanjia City.
"Such a valuable thing can be put down and left without fear of being taken away. It shows that the person who set the trap is really not short of money at all." The dreadlocks were indeed affected by her attitude. He calmed down a little and said, "If the trap is set,
If the trapper has something to do with the mutation of ordinary people, his wallet must be too deep. How much does it cost to have so many kinds of rare effects... Why are you looking at me?"
Sometimes the most obvious and simple facts will cause people to turn a blind eye and ignore them - Lin Sanjiu looked at him blankly for a few seconds, then suddenly stretched out his arms, slapped the dreadlocked shoulder hard, and said: "You're right.
Yes, you are so smart!"
"...Are you mocking me?" the dreadlocks said anxiously.
"The person behind the mutation is indeed not Batou De," Lin Sanjiu ignored him and while looking at the floor and walls again, said: "The reason is just like you said, it's very simple, he simply can't afford it.
Come on. He even spent a lot of effort to get the money to hire people to patrol."
When they first met on the spaceship No. 26, Batou De was even willing to help her deceive the spacecraft pilot in order to make a little money. At that time, everyone was a stranger with no relationship. If it were not for the real lack of money, Batou De would
I will never take the initiative to cause trouble for myself.
How can a person with such limited resources and a resident who rarely leaves the Twelve Realms find "so many kinds of rare effects"?
The dreadlock thought for a while. "If you think about it from this perspective... yes, Batou De does not have much money. It's strange. If the mutation has nothing to do with him, then why does he always do some suspicious things?"
I'm afraid I can only ask Batou De himself about this.
If he could arrive alive and let them out alive.
Lin Sanjiu suppressed the anxiety that resurfaced in her heart; she didn't know how many times this happened, but she found nothing on the floor tiles, walls and ceiling.
In fact, even if the item is found, it is still unknown whether Batou De can successfully put it away after he arrives - isn't Peng Ping still trapped in the cup on her spaceship?
"No matter what, let's find it first," said Dreadlocks, who was more interested in the item itself than escaping. He probably felt that no matter who was behind the scenes or who was in conflict with whom, a little person like himself would not bear the brunt.
"If we find it, we can at least try when Batou De comes. If we can't find it, we can only watch him be killed."
"These floor tiles remind me of the red brick walls under the smog layer," Lin Sanjiu sighed, flashlight swept the floor again, and briefly explained: "The cracks on those red brick walls formed
Human figures with different postures, after looking at them for a long time, they will gradually make the same movements as them... Although I was lucky enough to escape, I still don't understand what they are about."
The dreadlock's mouth opened into an O shape. "No way? Have you ever been under the smog layer?"
"Yes... I was quite frightened in the haze layer. Now when I look at these cracks, I can't help but find the shape of a human face and human body in the lines." Lin Sanjiu pointed to something a few steps away.
Brick said: "The crack over there is just a diagonal line at first glance, but if you look at it along with the crack on the next brick, doesn't it look like an eye?"
"Yeah, it just made a round hole, like an eyeball." Dangzi looked at it for a few seconds, and seemed to feel that something was wrong with Lin Sanjiu's demeanor - "What's wrong with you? What did you find?"
Lin Sanjiu focused her flashlight on the "human eye" and slowly moved it towards the floor tiles in front of her toes.
"I think," she could feel the excitement in her voice trembling slightly when she spoke. "I seem to have found a connecting point."
A few steps away, the lines of two bricks together formed a "human eye" tilted at 45 degrees; and on the floor tile at her feet, there happened to be half a "human eye" - the crack angle, length
, the position is exactly the same as the upper part of a human eye a few steps away; only the lower part with the eyeball disappeared, replaced by a completely unfamiliar floor tile.
"I understand," she murmured, "I know the technique for this object."
"Wha, what?" Dreadlocks still didn't understand.
This section of the city road in the real world can actually be divided into three sections A-B-C: the dirty chair is A, which is in the real world, which is the starting point; the place where the trap is set up is B, the middle point; cross B
After clicking, C is the city road space created by the item.
"The space it creates looks exactly the same as the original real city road, so we can walk in without any suspicion, right?" Lin Sanjiu quickly explained, "In other words, this item replicates the real city road.
A section. Which section does it copy? Naturally, it is the section from B to C."
The dreadlock blinked a few times. "Then what?"
"Then, it needs to connect the copied city road space to the end of the city road A-B. In this way, what result will you get?" Lin Sanjiu asked excitedly.
The dreadlock was stunned for a while, then looked at the floor, and finally reacted. "I know!"
The paragraph A-B remains unchanged, and if B-C is added at the end, it becomes A-B-B-C.
"Point B appeared twice!" He stretched his neck and stared at the "human eye" a few steps away, and said: "The upper half of the eye was repeated twice, indicating that the place where it is located is the first
Point B is where the 'door' is, right?"
Looking out from inside the space, there is nothing on the floor.
"It's amazing. It's really a good thing. When I walked there, I didn't feel anything wrong under my feet at all..."
While Dreadlocks was mumbling to himself, Lin Sanjiu had already taken out her little white box again.
"Batou De," she stared at the "human eye" and said to the little white box, "if you can hear it, please hold on no matter what. As long as you can get to me, I have a way
, it can free you from being hunted, and also allow the person who is chasing you to fall into my hands."
