The speed was constantly rising. When Lin Sen thought he could control it, he found that after leaving his body, his ability to control the speed was far less than the power of the speed.
It led Lin Sen to complete the folding of time and space again and again.
This familiar scene made Lin Sen couldn't help but remember Liao Bai's words: "One hundred and sixty million attempts, a time span of 3.7 billion years, a dream that has lost its concept."
Dongfang Ruo’s reminder still rings in my ears.
But Lin Sen couldn't stop anymore...
His body was separated from the three-dimensional world, and his body and mind seemed to be stuck in a super-dimensional state.
Time and space are separated, and the separated two are transformed into objects that can be touched.
They are arranged like a maze, and like the rise and fall of the black and white keys of a piano...
The musical notes render the beauty of order in the law.
Gradually, many voices flooded into Lin Sen's consciousness... some were crying, some were laughing, some were noisy, some were making noises... Countless scenes were unfolding before his eyes...
In the illusion, these noisy things finally merge into one.
The light without darkness welcomes its first visitor...
"Who are you?" Lin Sen couldn't see anything in the endless light, so he closed his eyes, and then the back figure hidden in the light became clear.
"Me?" The figure turned around. He had no face, no facial features, and his whole body looked familiar yet completely unfamiliar.
After thinking about it carefully, Lin Sen suddenly woke up!
It turns out to be "it"! Those invisible things that crawl with hands, appear with the storm, and can disappear suddenly...
"Yes, can you tell me who you are? What exactly are you?"
It looked at Lin Sen. It was originally very far away, but suddenly it was very close again.
This process is not approaching or blinking, but it cuts off a section of time, so the space is compressed.
"Okay, my name is Ling Xin."
Listening to the Heart?! That revolutionary creation of mankind?
"You..." Lin Sen suddenly felt that his words were starting to run out. At first he thought the other party might be some kind of transcendent existence, but now he felt danger.
Ling Xin's face without features was facing Lin Sen. It trembled slightly and then said: "I can feel your emotional resistance to me. Yes... you are afraid of me."
Lin Sen became alert. Although he didn't know what happened to him during the crossing and how he broke into this place, but now that he encountered it, he had to face it carefully.
"Can you read my mind?"
Lingxin shook her head: "No, the mind is the holy land of mankind. All I can do is just guessing based on number sequence calculations, just like this."
In order to facilitate communication, Lingxin simplifies the concept. When it raises its hand, a set of familiar pictures pops up.
Lin Sen's physical condition is displayed there.
Looking at these things, Lin Sen felt strange...
Isn’t my body dead?
"You are not dead. In this world, death does not exist in a certain sense. Although the body will be restricted according to the rules, the soul is still free." Ling Xin understood Lin Sen more and more deeply.
But this depth did not make Lin Sen happy. On the contrary, he became more vigilant.
"I don't understand... what exactly is this place? What kind of existence are you?"
The light behind Ling Xin was dimming, and it whispered in Lin Sen's ear: "Please open your eyes."
Lin Sen slowly followed the instructions, and then he found that the dazzling light had disappeared, and the world became much gentler and clearer.
Here...a city?
"The forgotten Piano, the first numerical city created by mankind."
The city of numbers?!
"This... is the world of numbers? The world created by the golden birdcage?" Lin Sen was beyond surprised.
‘Why did I break in here…’ After being surprised, Lin Sen began to think about his previous experiences.
'Is it the eye of the storm?'
"Your conscious thinking is very sharp. This is indeed a world of numbers, but it was not created by the prophets, but by you humans." Listening to the heart moves forward, and as it takes steps, it is invisible
The body gradually began to take shape.
It was a white-haired boy who looked a little sick. As he walked, he continued to introduce to Lin Sen: "Human beings buried a seed of hope named Piano in the ocean of numbers 2371 years ago.
It took root and sprouted in the ocean of numbers, and then absorbed the nutrients of the real world through the thinking cores of the world, and then created the magnificent city you see now."
Lin Sen followed Ling Xin's footsteps into the city.
After truly feeling the fit between the world and himself, the emptiness in Lin Sen's heart disappeared.
"Piano...it turns out that this is how it was born..." Lemedia suddenly sighed.
"Um?"
"I remembered something. I used to think that a person's power could be so incredible. Now that I heard it, I realized that the person who created the golden birdcage was so smart. He didn't overestimate his ability to do it himself.
, but quietly pulled humans all over the world into this mammoth project."
Lin Sen nodded. He was looking at the city carefully. Whether it was the distant view or the details, every detail was outlined with incomparable realism.
But after walking a few steps, Lin Sen stopped, because he was not here for sightseeing, he had more important things to do.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt your introduction, but I have more important things to do. If possible, can you tell me how to get out of here?"
Lingxin did not stop and replied: "Are you worried about your companions who broke into this world with you?"
Lin Sen was becoming more and more disgusted with this guy now, as if all the secrets were transparent to him.
Moreover, before Lin Sen answered the call, Ling Xin placed a picture directly in front of him.
In the picture, Chen Lan has been rescued, and what surprised Lin Sen the most is that he actually saw himself!?
"What a ghost...who is this?" Wu Huan immediately lost his composure when he saw Lin Sen in the picture.
Lemdia was also surprised: "Time traveled?"
Lin Sen was okay. This was not the first time he had experienced a similar situation... However, seeing such a situation again, he couldn't help but be touched in his heart, because those not-so-good feelings were still clearly imprinted on him.
Deep in his mind, he didn't want to repeat the endless cycle again.
At this time, Lingxin gave a dose of reassurance.
"There is no contradiction between the you who exists in the picture and the current you, because in the world of numerical order, the rules are set by consciousness. It is not the truth, but established by the established numerical order code. The world you are in now
It was January 22, 88 A.D., the day when the forgotten Piano was reborn." Listening to the heart has gone very far, but its voice broke into Lin Sen's mind very clearly, as if it was carrying
Listening to music with headphones is just as real.
It stood at the edge of the city road, with a cluster of buildings in front of it. The style and layering of those buildings were somewhat familiar.
The images in my memory were intertwined, and the answer was slowly given.
"This is the younger layer of Biano. It was born together with Daken, the city of Order of Cerberus. However, it was forgotten earlier than Daken, even though the current city of Daken has been reduced to ruins.
But the emptiness here is more desolate." Ling Xin's words were completely unlike an artificial intelligence creation. He now gave Lin Sen the feeling that he was completely an existence with an independent personality.
Following Ling Xin's footsteps, Lin Sen also came to the edge of the road. Less than two meters in front of him was the bottomless abyss. Being on the high-altitude suspended road, he could now hear this forgotten place more truly.
The whispers of the city, like an old man who gradually becomes taciturn during a long period of loneliness, but when he really sees guests from afar again, he still can't help but talk.
It's just that no one understands what it's saying...
Lin Sen is the same now. He doesn't understand why he appears at this point in time. In his mind, the year 88 of the Era was an extremely cruel year. It was also the year when he and his family had just settled outside the Wall of Sighs in Cerberus.
year.
Others, he knew nothing about.
He didn't know there were such huge urban buildings in Cerberus...
Little did he know that in the world of numbers, another identical city was also born...
"Why did you bring me here?" Lin Sen looked at Ling Xin seriously and asked.
Although this listening heart still feels a bit dangerous to Lin Sen, it seems that he does not have any pure hostility towards Lin Sen now.
Lingxin looked at Lin Sen, squeezed out a smile, and whispered: "The prophet told me that one day, a human being who has already completed transcendence will come with hope, and what I have to do is to tell the truth about this world
Tell him, and then he can choose to stay and save us, or let this place be forgotten forever."
After hearing this, Lin Sen was stunned for a moment, and then laughed loudly.
This laughter was very free, completely spontaneous and completely careless.
Ling Xin looked very surprised at this reaction. He seemed really confused.
"Why are you laughing?"
After hearing this doubt, Lin Sen stopped smiling and asked back: "Why do you believe I can do it?"
"Because this is what the prophet told me." Ling Xin replied.
But this answer fell on Lin Sen's ears, and he was extremely disappointed.
He shook his head and said softly: "It seems that you still don't really understand human beings, or in other words, you don't even understand the question I just asked."
Ling Xin's expression became even more confused. His previous calmness was disappearing, leaving only endless confusion.
Lin Sen did not give any answers to these confusions.
He looked at the city in front of him, at this city that was created by human thinking but was shelved and forgotten...
Suddenly he smiled again.
"Take me to see the prophet. Maybe she can answer the question I just asked."
The confusion on Ling Xin's face was still there, but he didn't ask any further questions. Instead, he turned around and led Lin Sen slowly down the road.