According to the map, the plane is in the sea and is flying to Jedi Island, which is 32x32 kilometers away. It is expected that the plane will be parachuted in one minute.
Time is quite limited!
They are all in the same team. Although some people are still unaware of the situation, under the influence of the general environment, they have signed up to report their specialties.
On the right side of the aisle, seat number 17j, a slovenly man with a surname of Gao Yiben and an age of 23.
A professional game anchor, he is proficient in various online games, especially PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds. He has also read the novel Infinite Horror.
He boasts that his ID, Sloppy Brother, has millions of fans on the leopard platform, and his annual income is tens of millions. He is an absolute big anchor, and he knows a certain Chi Chi from the second generation. I don’t know if it is true or not.
However, from the fact that he always narrates his words, and looks excitedly at whatever happens, the anchor must at least be genuine.
On the right side by the window, number 17l, a serious, dark-faced middle-aged man, surnamed Zhuang Mingwei, age 35.
But just looking at his dark face, as well as the dust and wrinkles on his face, some people believe that he is 45...
He is a professional criminal policeman. He has never heard of Infinite Horror. He has never heard of PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds, but he has played with guns and knows how to shoot. He claims to have good marksmanship.
On the left side of the aisle, number 17c, is the famous star Su Xingmou, whose real name is Su Lina and age is 21.
She would never tell Tu Luozhi's real name even to death, but she had no choice but to see her teammates' names directly on the tablet, so she couldn't hide it even if she wanted to...
I am a professional actor. I have never heard of Infinite Horror. I have heard of PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds. I occasionally play two games with my assistant to stimulate the battlefield. I have touched guns, but they are all prop guns.
By the window on the left, number 17a, name Ye Han, age...
The three teammates turned their expectant eyes to Ye Han, but Ye Han remained motionless.
He didn't listen at all...
Su Xingmu is the closest and has the best view, and can see through it at a glance.
"This classmate, you can't do this. Now we are all in the same boat..." She flipped her long hair, posing like a shampoo commercial, and looked at Ye Han with sparkling eyes.
Needless to say, this slovenly man will definitely try his best to protect himself. If the police see that he is a decent person, there should be no problem. As long as he can deal with this kid...
The next second, Feng Qingwan's face froze.
Because Ye Han didn't look at her at all and ended his calculations, he suddenly reached out and patted the front seat: "Excuse me, have you ever heard that the president of the United States is so stupid?"
"Is the President of the United States so weird? Why do I need to know about such a small and corrupt president?" The person in front of him was puzzled, and then his expression fell into a trance.
Its state is roughly equivalent to being hit by the sweet sweet wind of the Pirate Empress.
The United States is a small and broken country...
Ye Han turned around and asked the back row: "Excuse me, do you like Messi?"
"Messi? What is Messi?" The back row expressed confusion, and then they were also frozen by Su Xingmou's discharge.
Su Xing's eyes were frozen in pose, and one thought was running through her mind: He actually ignored himself, is this guy gay? Is he gay? He must be gay!
On the contrary, the classmate who was a scornful boy in the first grade of high school vaguely understood.
There were all Chinese-speaking people on the plane, and none of them had heard of Su Xingmou. It was rare that they didn’t watch the entertainment version. At the same time, they didn’t know what was going on. They didn’t care about current politics and finance, they didn’t know about Messi, and they didn’t care about sports or Korean dramas at all.
...This probability is simply lower than winning the lottery jackpot.
There is only one possibility...
"The others are not ours, they come from...parallel space?" he guessed.
"Yeah." Ye Han nodded solemnly, with a look of excitement on his face, as if Gao Yiben had seen a treasure map, Zhuang Wei had seen a wanted criminal, Su Xingmou had seen xylitol...
What fiber arena is this that spans parallel spaces?
Does parallel space really exist?
In other words, the Copenhagen interpretation of the wave function collapse is wrong, Hugh Everett III's many worlds interpretation is indeed correct, the Schrödinger equation always holds, the wave function never collapses, linear transformation is maintained, and all parallel worlds are real
efficient……
Moreover, if you can find the right tools to locate and identify coexisting branches of superposition states, you may even be able to solve the biggest problem of multi-world explanation...
Gee, do you still need an explanation? The facts are already in front of you, and what is needed now is verification.
Ye Han quickly fell into another wave of thoughts.
"Parallel space... what does that mean?" Su Xing's eyes were confused. She turned around and saw Zhuang Wei who was also confused. She was immediately relieved: It turns out that it's not common knowledge. Many people don't know it...
But the next second, she was slapped in the face.
After listening to Ye Han's reasoning, the people in the front and back rows whispered to each other and asked each other, like a secret code, like a small circle of ripples gradually spreading.
"Who are you congratulating?"
"A banquet? We don't have a banquet, we only have a banquet..."
"When was your World War II?"
"World War II? What does Smecta mean..."
“What color is the earth?”
"Purple..."
"Shouldn't it be pink?"
"Hahahaha..." In the tense, serious and lively atmosphere, a young man burst out laughing.
I don’t know what method he used to stand up with the seat belt that he couldn’t break free from.
Wearing a suit and leather shoes, he is fair and elegant, and he looks a bit handsome. He smiled wildly, leaned back and forth, and laughed endlessly: "Interesting! Interesting! It's so interesting to be so special!"
"I really didn't expect that infinite horror could be real! I never thought that one day I would be chosen. Finally, finally, I can finally have fun, and I won't be so bored that I want to die!"
He stretched his body for a long time and said, "Crack it..." and heard a series of cracks in the joints.
"Everyone, please remember my name. If the Lord of Hell asks you how you died and you don't know the answer, just tell me my name. It will definitely be right." This guy smiled sadly, as if he was Professor Hannibal.
So elegant.
"Waiting for you below~" The figure gradually faded and disappeared until it disappeared.
It turned out that he teleported outside and fell freely. No wonder there was no need to remove the seat belt and there was no skydiving hatch...
There was silence, only the lingering sounds echoed.
A few seconds later.
"This guy, this guy quit the team..." His three teammates in the same row broke the silence.
But more people are wondering: "So, what is this guy's name?"
"..."
After he finished pretending to be cool, he ran away without leaving a name. What was originally a serious matter made him look a little funny.
Everyone, you looked at me and I looked at you. It wasn’t until more than twenty seconds later that another passenger disappeared. There were three rows in front and behind, almost in no particular order.
Outside the plane, twelve figures quickly fell backwards.
"..."
The most depressing thing about skydiving is that when you think there is no one there, maybe others think so too, and then...
This is the best example. Three teams are jumping at the same time. When they land, the competition is absolutely fierce.
"Where are we going to jump and how are we going to jump..." Su Xingmou asked. Of course, she was definitely not the only one who was anxious.
"Definitely not too rigid..." Gao Yiben said.
He is a streamer with a lot of traffic, so his playing style has always been to jump to the spot with the most people, use the most powerful gun, and grab the highest number of heads... However, after all, this is not a game that can be repeated infinitely. It is an infinite horror that will be cool after dying once.
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No matter how quick his reaction is and how powerful his marksmanship is, without the anchor beside him, he still can't say that he will be able to grab the gun when he lands, that he will be able to avoid people when he moves, and that his opponent will not be knocked down by a shotgun...
Besides, this is no longer a PC game, it has become a real-life version of CS. It’s hard to say how much of his reactions and marksmanship can be retained.
"Be patient! Find a place with fewer people, search for equipment first, and then practice shooting. You have to get used to it, otherwise the chance of an unjust death is too high."
But the question is, where are there fewer people?
"There are only a few people around now, let's dance!" Ye Han said. His voice was so loud that he could almost shout.
"Ah?" Before everyone could react, Gao Yiben was even chattering, "In addition, we must unite. PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds is a game that requires unity..." Ye Han had already faded out and was about to disappear.
Then...
"Jump...jump?"
"Jump, jump."
Although I don’t know how to choose the timing, in such an unfamiliar environment, it is obviously not the best idea to spread out. The few people looked at each other helplessly.
When you land on the ground, you must let your kid know that this is not how the game is played! Gao Yiben secretly swore.
So, "Ahhhh..."
In an instant, they arrived outside the cabin and began to fall freely. Several people could not help but cry and howl.
Reality, after all, is not a game.
Some adjustments to posture, some flying horizontally, some wave-like jumping, some alt + 360° rotation to observe the enemy while falling... all followed the shouts and drifted past the ears and body, as if to peel off the skin.
In the tearing and tearing roaring wind.
In other words, the tablet has replaced the parachute opening button of skydiving, which can bring a little comfort.
"Go to bed! Go to bed! Go to bed! It's so exciting! It's so exciting!" Gao Yiben used a series of swear words to express his emotional panic, "It's a pity that there is no live broadcast. If this can be live broadcast, a lambhini will come out!"
By this time, Su Xingmou was relatively calm, and even had the time to look around and observe the enemy's situation, as if playing a game: "Is it similar to Diao Wei Ya? But... Hey, 17a, why are you dancing here?"
Although the wind is loud and strong, teammates' voices can be transmitted directly to their ears, so conversations are not affected.
"Considering everyone's skydiving time as a downtime problem, we can introduce the non-computable Caiting constant here and calculate it based on the currently known number of digits..."
Gao Yiben: (,,,,)......
Su Xingmou: (°°〃)……
Zhuang Wei:(；′⌒`)……
What is this guy talking about? Why do you understand every word but have no idea what it means when you put it together?
"Kidding!"
The so-called humor is nothing more than absurd, unexpected, or implicit and evocative expressions. Especially in interpersonal communication, it helps to eliminate hostility, ease friction, prevent the escalation of conflicts, and even boost morale and improve production efficiency.
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Feeling that the textbook humor had fully achieved its purpose of boosting morale, Ye Han held down his trembling glasses and gave the correct answer.
"It can be seen from the map that the route passes through the island for about 40 kilometers, and the travel time is about four minutes, about 240 seconds. Subtracting the nearly 30 seconds of pause before, there are 22 teams, with an average of 9.54 seconds per team, and just two more
No one jumped for more than ten seconds."
"Is there a navigation? Or a calculator? It's so fast." Su Xingmou operated on the tablet in confusion.
If you say this, a senior student will understand.
This is not a game. Since no one knows how to control an umbrella, it will definitely be difficult to fly far and most of them will land near the route.
The first jump allowed an unknown driver to create a long gap, the second jump caused three teams to collide, causing panic, and once again created a gap. These are all opportunities!
At the same time, Ye Han stopped other people's impulses in disguise by shouting.
As he spoke, strong winds roared, and the ground hit his face at an ever-increasing speed.
"Fly back! Fly back! Land at the foot of the mountain over there."
The gap at the back lasts for more than 20 seconds, and according to Su Xingmou's observation, the gap at the front only lasts for more than ten seconds. Of course, the further to the middle, the more advantageous it is.
And it just so happens that the middle point is a hill. The map shows that there is something in the mountain, maybe a mine.
Where there is a building, there is equipment.
"We already have an advantage. Don't be nervous at this time. Safety comes first, especially when you land. Don't break your arm or break your leg..." As a high-level broadcaster, Gao Yiben felt that it was necessary to brush up.
Wave presence.
"Also, I have to choose someone to go up the mountain to guard you in a while, so as not to be touched secretly!!!"
Guidance came to an abrupt end.
Because, there are people at the foot of the mountain?!
Not just one person, but a group of people, a large group of people, scattered at the entrance at the foot of the mountain, wandering around in a chaotic manner like Brownian motion...
That scene of ruins, that chaotic pattern, that ominous premonition.
"Woah, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this is too, too exciting, isn't it?"
!How come there are zombies in PlayerUnknown’s Battlegrounds? It’s just a joke!”
As expected of a professional anchor, he never forgets to complain in times of crisis.
The wandering crowd suddenly stopped and all turned their heads to look up at the sky, apparently hearing Gao Yiben's scream.
The empty eye sockets, crooked mouth, limping posture, and bruised appearance... He is really a zombie!
From all directions, one after another came towards Gao Yiben.
Even dozens of meters in the air, a nauseating smell hit my face.