Chapter 72 Inverse Cross Paradise

"Going down?" Song Jingyun pondered, "You mean those beings bound by the gossip mirror are hiding underground."

"It's not 'hidden'," Quan Heng corrected, "it's 'buried'."

"Buried? Forced?" Song Jingyun grasped the difference and suddenly remembered something, "By the way, I was so scared by your fake death that I forgot to give you a clue."

As he spoke, he flipped through the Qiankun bag and took out a newspaper: "Here, take a look at this."

Newspaper again.

Quan Heng took over, this time the cut-off part is no longer the headlines, but a related small-page news——

"The Reverse Cross Paradise went bankrupt, and there was no hope that the person in charge would convert to religious practices, and transported a large glass cross, intending to ask the master to help transfer it."

Attached below is a blurred photo taken.

On an undeveloped lot, a large glass cross is being transported to the center of the lot.The person in charge stood aside respectfully, talking to someone.

For some unknown reason, the face of the person being approached was overexposed, like a sudden malfunction of the camera, making it impossible to see clearly.

But above this figure, the dark mist vaguely formed a pattern, reflecting the real body against the mirror next to it.

——It was a tumbling deep black vortex, with tentacles stretching out from the center of the vortex.

It seems that the mirror can be broken in the next second and come to the world.

The one guided by the immortal Gu, the "perfect person" sleeping in the mirror palace?

Quan Heng has a judgment in his heart, this is the "God" summoned by the person in charge, and His purpose is to wake up this sleeping "perfect person" with the help of "mirror" and "sacrifice".

Sure enough, it is not simply for the revitalization of an amusement park, but to use this new park as a summoning ceremony for awakening.

"Look at the lower right corner of the photo," Song Jingyun reminded, "the child being led by the lower right corner."

Quan Heng moved his eyes and landed on the immature and well-behaved face in the lower right corner.

... Mu Jing.

"I haven't seen anyone other than you and the mirror ghost until now," Song Jingyun sighed, "Have you seen this little ghost?"

"No." Quan Heng closed the newspaper, "But he should be waiting for us at the place where the ceremony was held that year."

She handed the newspaper to Song Jingyun, turned around and walked back without taking a fork in the road.

"How do you go back, Quan Heng!"

Song Jingyun caught up.

"Let me ask you, you only said to go down, so where do you go down?"

Song Jingyun rolled up the newspaper and slapped his palms, helplessly, "We can't turn over such a big toy house—the main reason is that we don't even have a clue to the secret passage, and we have been refreshed over and over again..."

"It's not infinite refresh." Quan Heng glanced at him, "Is there any trace of other people's search in the place you searched?"

"It seems... there really are."

Song Jingyun recalled for a moment, then nodded: "Yes, it's the first conversion, and judging from the traces of embarrassment, it should be the scarred face on the seventh floor.

"The second conversion seemed... I was under siege all the time. I didn't find any clues. I almost didn't even enter the room. I was kicked out as soon as I entered. But... I remember that there were traces of being bombed on the mirror."

Being bombed, that should be a taboo.

"I have it too."

Quan Heng said: "It was also the first conversion, but the second conversion was not. And Irina's first conversion entered the room we had searched, and the second time it was with me, we chose a direction.

"This actually makes use of the psychological hint of no joke cards, prompting players to 'huddle together for warmth' for various reasons."

"If I'm not mistaken, the fork in each of our conversions is actually the end of the road we chose last time, connecting the other two forks to form a circle that extends in all directions but circulates in and out.

"Everyone is in the blind spot at the corner, no one can see the other players after the refresh, and everyone will walk forward-that's why we searched the room that was searched."

"But you found a new room," Song Jingyun couldn't connect to the logic chain, "didn't you?"

"It's not that I found a new room, it's that someone died and the room was refreshed," Quan Heng dismissed calmly, "Did you forget what the clown said when you entered the dollhouse?"

Song Jingyun's complexion changed, and he repeated what the clown said:
"'Friendly reminder, cherish every player in the team, because the difficulty of the maze will increase if a player dies.'"

Song Jingyun reacted in an instant, opened her eyes wide and connected the clues:

"—You mean that if a player dies, the room will be refreshed, creating the illusion of countless maze rooms! It is used to confuse players!

"So we have to go back, so as not to waste time searching the room repeatedly, and even being attacked by the mirror ghost more and more violently, it is too late to look at the search carefully, and the game time is wasted by being refreshed within 10 minutes!"

"clever!"

Song Jingyun's newspaper roll slapped his palms violently, he got excited and then remembered something wrong:

"But why do you have to go back, won't you go back to the entrance?"

"Because of the two prompts from the npc."

Quan Heng's voice was calm: "'Reversed Cross', players have to think backwards to find the correct path - the exit is the entrance, the end point is the starting point, and the forward must go backward."

"So every time we are reversed, we will return to the fork in the road, and there is another meaning that is 'restart from the beginning, the direction is wrong'." Song Jingyun understood, "What about the second prompt?"

"The second tip is the most obvious one."

Quan Heng lowered his eyes and picked up the Buddhist beads, his voice was low and cool, "It is impossible for human players to find an exit to this toy house where even the soul cannot escape."

……

"Damn, Keneq explored and killed me."

"Is this a circle? Yes, yes, I remember that when I first came here, I said that round apples occupy the land. Damn, it turns out that there are hints!"

The viewing platform was noisy and wailing.

"How did you analyze it? The clues are all fragmented. Why can't I understand anything?"

"You're still listening. When I listen to the analysis, it's like listening to high math. I'm about to fall asleep."

"So that's it... at the starting point, the entrance of the dollhouse?" Yan Su took out his phone and sent a message through the forum.

……

"By the way, you just said that someone died."

Song Jingyun calmed down slightly, and then remembered that there was an important matter that he hadn't asked, "Who died?"

"The one on the seventh floor, Bai Yi."

"You killed it?" Song Jingyun blurted out, completely the first reaction.

He is too familiar with Quan Heng's character of vengeance. This person is only showing a generous face, but in fact he holds revenge more than anyone else in his heart.

"Although I have this plan, it's really not me," Quan Heng paused, "Mu Jing moved his hand."

"Ah?" Song Jingyun really didn't expect it, "Why?"

For what reason?
Quan Heng glanced at Song Jingyun.

"No, you two are still pretending to be real?!"

Song Jingyun wondered what this look meant, and was shocked, "He called you sister, you really don't want to take him away, do you?! Then you can't take him!"

Quan Heng didn't answer.

"Quan Heng, don't forget." Song Jingyun sternly said, "If he is really the boss, you can only pass the level by killing him."

(End of this chapter)

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