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Paper man?
Asuna?
Coupled with the "Mr. Kirito" who hadn't heard clearly at the beginning, Yu Liang at this moment really understood what the hexagon in front of him was talking about.

Two-dimensional really exist?
A familiar Two-dimensional anime character appeared in Yu Liang's mind, and he became interested in it immediately.

When he was in junior high school, he still watched a lot of anime. Although he didn't have any anime characters that he was particularly obsessed with, it would be fun to see them in the so-called extreme north.

Well, not to mention that the meeting etiquette in the Pinger Kingdom dungeon is "touching", so wouldn't he be able to touch it all over?
Yu Liang shook his head, thinking from the perspective of a three-dimensional person, this is indeed a bit wretched, probably influenced by Li Huachao.

"The Land of the Extreme North? What is that? I seem to be familiar with it." Yu Liang pretended to be amnesiac and began to talk. He really wanted to know more about the Land of the Extreme North.

Compared with these abstract graphics, it may be easier to get in touch with those paper people who are still familiar.

But at present, the copy of this flat country is bigger than imagined, not only has this kind of graphic civilization, but also that kind of paper man civilization.

According to this setting, there should be many other kinds of two-dimensional creatures here.

The side mission called [specimen] is to make so many types of two-dimensional creatures into specimens before submitting the mission.

It seems quite difficult.

"In the flat country, any creature can feel one and only one kind of gravitational force. It seems to be pushing you to a fixed direction." Regier explained, "That direction is called north. And the Far North is as far north as we can explore."

"Well, I can feel it." Yu Liang remembered everything he felt in the triangular village just now. He thought that the forward gravitational force was exclusive to the painting prison, but it didn't seem to be the case. This gravitational force seemed to exist in the Every corner indicates the direction for the creatures in the plane country.

but……

The only kind of gravity?
Yu Liang subconsciously felt that there was still gravity here, because he was standing on the ground at the moment, and he seemed to feel that there was indeed downward gravity before, but thinking about it carefully, there is no "up and down", so how can there be gravity?
Perhaps what these graphs said is right, there is only one kind of gravity in this world, and that is "Northern gravity".

"There are some irregular and chaotic figures living in the extreme north. They are called 'paper people'. Compared with us, their texture is softer. There are wars and turmoil all the year round, and countless people are born. Epic and epic story, your current name Kirito is taken from the name of a hero." Regil continued to explain, "That is the name of a hero I like very much."

"Is that so?" After Yu Liang knew that he had heard correctly and that this was really referring to Kirito, it was inevitable that he felt a little strange, but limited by the current scene, he couldn't ask firmly and persistently.

Forget it, anyway, it is Regiel's favorite epic hero, since he takes such a favorite character as his name, shouldn't he be pushed into the fire pit?

After answering Yu Liang's doubts, Regiel naturally invited Yu Liang to touch her: "Now you can touch me and feel what kind of figure I am."

"Okay." Yu Liang did not refuse such an invitation, and stepped forward to touch Rachel's body, and the other's body was softer than he imagined.

Is it because the female figures have softer bodies?

wrong.

Yu Liang thought of the figures who died in the triangular village. There must be women among them, but their bodies are hard.

Not because of the rigidity of death, but because they are inherently rigid.

Then Rachel's body...

Maybe it's because of the difference between the hexagon and the triangle, or maybe it's some kind of special tool that can make the body softer and easier to touch between figures.

Just like some human beings put on makeup and perfume before a date, the two may have the same purpose.

"Mr. Kirito, can you guess what kind of figure I am?" Regiel's voice contained a smile, "Relax, you can touch a little longer, the first touch is very magical, It doesn’t matter if you say something wrong, you don’t need any psychological pressure.”

"En." Yu Liang responded, and asked instead, "You are a regular hexagon, right?"

"Regular hexagon? Ah, yes, that's right." Regiel was so satisfied with Yu Liang's touch that there was obvious excitement in her voice, "You actually knew my appearance from the first touch , as mother said, you are really smart."

In fact, she has two corners that are one degree apart to be considered a regular hexagon, but for some advanced graphics with superb touch skills, this seems to be easy to spot, but most of the time, it doesn't matter.

Only the annual college assessment and physical examination will reveal that she is not a regular hexagon, revealing the fact that she is one degree short.

Of course, after she enters the society, she can change her figure through micro-plastic surgery to become a real regular hexagon, which will not be discovered by her husband, because as long as she finds a regular hexagonal or heptagonal husband , their children will definitely be regular heptagons, and may even be octagons, completing a further leap in class.

"Thank you." Yu Liang replied politely.

"Then now, touch my mother again." Regiel excitedly pushed Yu Liang in front of her mother again, "Quick, touch my mother to your heart's content."

"I'll go, Yu Liang, you boy..." Li Huachao started bluffing when he heard the words, but before he could finish speaking, Yu Liang quickly stopped him in his heart, and used a speech suppression technique that he hadn't used for a long time.

"To shut up."

"Mmmmm?!"

Yu Liang stroked Regal's mother's whole body in the same way, and also made a judgment: "Your mother should be a regular pentagon."

"That's right, that's right." Regiel was even more satisfied, showing off to her mother with some pride, "Mom, I actually upgraded a group of simple triangles into a smart irregular shape, and he even has It might be a cardboard man!"

"Regiel, you are awesome." Mom praised Ragiel, praising her achievements, "You are indeed a good daughter of mother."

"And you, Mr. Kirito, you are really smart, completely different from those triangles." Regiel turned to praise Yu Liang, "Please come with me, I will tell you some precautions for our country , Your appearance in class tomorrow will definitely surprise everyone, including my well-informed teacher, who probably has never seen a living paper man."

Yu Liang didn't answer, and he didn't know what to say at this time. After all, he definitely didn't want to go to that so-called classroom and be observed and studied by those so-called teachers and classmates, which made him feel like he was locked in a human zoo by monkeys. illusion.

"Regiel, you know, there is class tomorrow, so don't play too long at night, okay?" Mom ordered behind Regiel.

"Okay mom, we'll turn off the lights and go to bed very early." Regiel responded, and then pulled Yu Liang back to her room. She still has a lot of things she wants to ask.

As an excellent creation of the ascension experiment, Yu Liang at this time became more and more satisfied as she looked at it, and she couldn't help touching it again.

Of course, in her eyes, Yu Liang at this moment is just a line segment without obvious endpoints, which is not beautiful.

In Flatland, symmetry and fairness are the absolute beauty. Similarly, the more sides, the more noble the figure.

Soon, Yu Liang followed her to the room. The girl's boudoir was filled with a pleasant fragrance and brisk music was playing.

Along with this kind of music, a new picture automatically appeared in his mind.

In the lush green forest, there is a "Yu Liang" wearing a floral skirt and carrying a small basket. He seems to have an innocent smile on his face. Pick up the small mushrooms under the nearby tree.

Yu Liang: "..."

Now it can basically be confirmed that this kind of music really has a problem, and it has a big problem.

"Is the music here good? You should have seen something?" Regiel said with a hint of showing off, "It may be something you have never seen in your life, I don't know that What is it called, but the teacher said that it is not a line segment, but something with color, which belongs to the power of music."

"Huh? What's that?" Yu Liang was extremely surprised. He thought that this kind of music could only make people associate, but he didn't expect that it could actually make the graphic mind produce pictures out of thin air.

There is a big difference between the two. For example, the brisk music made him see "Xiao Yuliang picking mushrooms". This is because he has seen similar pictures, so he can associate them, and these plane figures have only seen line segments and points in his life. , they can also think of color plane paintings that are not line segments?
No, if this is the case, this is not an association caused by music, and it is not a problem to say that it is a strong hallucination.

"It's called 'synaesthesia'." Regiel told Yu Liang what she had learned in class, "It belongs to the power of music, and it allows every figure who listens quietly to see music pictures."

"Letu?" Yu Liang heard a new term again. As for the synaesthesia, it coincided with his previous guess.

"Yes, it's hard to describe in words what kind of picture it was. It's strange, dreamy, like a miracle. Music is a gift from God." There was an expression of admiration and yearning in Regil's voice, but it didn't Say what exactly she can see.

This is related to the defects of these graphics themselves. They have only seen line segments, so they cannot recognize images from a three-dimensional perspective, which is completely beyond their thinking.

I only know that it is strange, I only know that it is a dream, so I worship the art of music.

"Is the picture seen by each graph similar to that of Letu?" Yu Liang asked this question, and this is what he is most curious about at the moment.

"Yes, of course." Regil nodded, "The pictures of the music disks can be similar, but due to the texture and the skill of the players, these disks are almost all different. Some disks with high quality and beautiful illusions will cause madness. Luxuries to snatch."

"So in your country, musicians are a very respected profession?" Yu Liang continued to ask. It is not difficult to come to such a judgment, and it also paves the way for his next question.

"That's right, only figures with heptagons and above are eligible for music education." Regiel said proudly. She is indeed a hexagon, but according to genetics, as long as her husband is a hexagon, the children they conceive The heir is at least a heptagon, with the possibility of becoming a musician.

"Well, so can I know the social structure of this country? The heptagon...should be a very great hierarchy, right?" Yu Liangshun asked.

"Well." Regil did not hide it from Yu Liang, but continued to explain, "The more sides, the more noble the figure, and the more noble the figure, the higher the wisdom. If the polygon is a regular polygon, then it is more Noble and beautiful, which means that his body has the same side length and the same angle, and has reached the pinnacle in the art of symmetry."

"The one standing at the top is undoubtedly the circle, the perfect circle. There will only be twelve in each generation of the perfect circle. They have all the power in this country." Regiel repeated to Yu Liang about the political class. "Then there are a large number of polygons, such as icosagons, octagons, etc., some of them are senior government officials, academicians of the Presbyterian Academy, and may be highly respected clergymen of the church. Next is the seven-sided polygon. From the shape to the decagon, they are often musicians, teachers, lawyers and other professions."

Regiel moved her body again: "Of course, these figures are too far away from us. The pentagons and hexagons like ours are already little nobles. Most of the quadrilaterals are businessmen. As for the triangles..."

When she said this, Regal paused for a moment.

"Triangle? What's wrong with them?" Yu Liang thought of the slaughtered village and asked immediately with a faint sense of crisis.

"Triangle's IQ is often very low, and they are easily irritated. They often have sharp horns as weapons, and they are very dangerous low-level people." Regiel explained, "So they are soldiers, responsible for defending the country; It’s the painter who is in charge of making our food in the farmland, just like the food in your hands.”

Yu Liang tugged at his bag, only to realize that he had been carrying that oval-shaped bag of food.

Speaking of this, she smiled again: "Of course, even the lowest-level triangle, the equilateral triangle among them is somewhat intelligent, basically equivalent to a normal figure, and has a certain social status. So those slaves If an equilateral triangle happens to be born, that is something worth celebrating. There will be government personnel to take them away, and they will bid farewell to their slave parents forever and live the beautiful life imagined by their slave parents.”

"Does an equilateral triangle have the ability to give birth to a quadrilateral?" Yu Liang seemed to understand the operating rules of this society.

"That's right." Rachel replied.

"Then just draw those triangles in the prison..." Yu Liang continued to ask tentatively.

"It's nothing, they just died, but they got you in exchange." Regiel's tone was indifferent, she thought about the wording, as if she wanted to dispel the fear that Kirito might have in her heart, "In our country, the stupid triangle can only It’s the bottom class, and it’s not of much use, so it’s not a problem to grab one or two and make them into specimens for use in the learning process of noble teenagers.”

"Specimens..." Yu Liang thought of the side mission, he also needed to make two-dimensional creatures into specimens.

"Yes, you know, nobles can't just rely on the meaningless way of vision to recognize other graphics, the error rate is extremely high, and it's easy to be stupid, only triangles like this." Regil explained with a smile, "We Touch skills are very important and need to be practiced constantly with specimens."

Yu Liang heaved a sigh of relief, it was almost the same as his guess.

In this flat country, the low-level graphics are just a tool for the upper-level graphics to connect with social etiquette.

Those slave-like triangles give birth to an equilateral triangle, and then they become the pride of this life, for which they can permanently give up the opportunity to raise children.

These equilateral triangles have the ability to produce high-level graphics, but this is not necessarily a good thing.

The rise in class achieved by "birth" is just a lie to the underlying graphics.

If the status of the equilateral triangles really has a qualitative leap, then they will not be imprisoned in Regil's painting prison, and executed at will as props for upgrading.

It's brutal and realistic.