Fist of Imagination

"Circular railway?"

A circular railway connected end to end appeared in Liang De's mind.

"Is it the kind of railway that is specially designed to solve the dilemma of the switchman? No matter how he switches the train, it will spin around and kill everyone, so it doesn't matter whether he switches it or not."

Bai Hekong snapped his fingers with a speechless expression, and used Huanhai Xuanqi to outline a simple drawing of a circular railway in the air.

"The circular railway was designed to test new types of trains, so in theory it could simulate almost any railway line.

My design mainly refers to the Yanjing Ring Railway Base in the 712 world on the other side. It consists of a large loop test line, a small loop test line, a small loop double line, etc. After miniaturization, it is used..."

"Wait a minute, friend, wait a minute." Liang De made a pause gesture and said:

"What are you doing? I'm here to test true love, not to support the construction of railways in another world. I am building a railway test base in a ghost cave. Do I look so free?"

Bai Hekong dispersed the sea blue design in the sky and said:

"So you don't understand the intoxicating taste of love at all. In this scary environment, even if there is an increase in favorability, it is because of the suspension bridge effect. How can it be considered true love?

In order to promote true love, we must first change the environment and let them relax a little, build a circular railway, make the train move, and then show different fantasy scenery outside the window, turning ghost encounters in the middle of the night into a journey of spiritual concealment.

It would be interesting to wait for them to relax and get better, and then unexpectedly throw them into a terrifying dilemma to test them. "

"You mean... the setting looks like Hayao Miyazaki, but in fact the core is Makoto Shinkai, and the final ending might also be Junji Ito and Saw?"

"That's right!"

"It's interesting. Sakurajima, another world, can be considered your home in the second dimension. Let me believe you for once.

How many strange object blanks are needed to lay a circular railway? "

"Let me measure the relevant data of the train... emmmmm, 1,500 cubic meters should be enough. The original rails can be used and some materials can be saved."

Liang De rolled up his sleeves and adjusted the Huanhai Xuanqi part of the hybrid system to full production mode. Pieces of freshly made light blue strange object blank cubes fell from the sky and were neatly stacked on the platform of Qunzhen Station. of open space.

Bai Hekong stretched out his fingertips and tapped twice on the surface of the strange object blank, injecting his spiritual thoughts containing detailed instructions into it.

The pile of light blue cubes several stories high immediately scattered into particles all over the sky, forming themselves into sections of rails and fragmentary components. Under the control of Bai Hekong's inner air, they were put together and fell to the ground, where they were separated from the pieces that had been broken by Liang De. The rails are curved just right and fit together seamlessly.

This circular railway seems to be a huge undertaking, but in essence it is just a relatively large object.

Bai Hekong had ready-made examples to refer to, and was backed by Liang De, a supplier with overcapacity. It was easy for this true disciple of Brother Mo Feisheng to complete the construction.

There was no noise or pollution during the entire construction process, and it was blocked by the Yin Qi barrier. The two boys and girls standing at the door of the car and looking around were not aware of it, but some ghosts with keen senses deep in the Yin Qi let out a low roar with unknown meaning.

The circular railway was set up, and Liang De was about to ask Bai Hekong what to do next. The open train door suddenly closed automatically, and the Yin Qi fluctuations in the rear compartment of the train rose sharply. In the spiritual sense of the warrior, it was like a pot of boiling heat. cocoa.

Liang De's soul moved slightly, and the demonized eagle eye that was ambushing in the second car immediately separated half of it, and got into the car at the rear of the train through the gap on both hands and feet.

"The amount of these damn things is a bit mentally polluting."

Liang De looked at the real-time video sent back by the demonized eagle eye. Even though he had been tested for a long time and had been tempted by bad friends to watch a lot of things like lotus milk and bearded stink bugs, he felt a little energetic for a while. Discomfort.

If Bai Hekong saw it, he would definitely let out an eardrum-shattering "Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeally"... Well, forget it, work is important, record it first, and send it to her next time when I have the opportunity.

"I'm going to clean up the ghost things in the third carriage. You can find a way to set up a buffer zone between the third carriage and the second carriage, lest I accidentally leak my domineering attitude and accidentally injure the hero and heroine. ”

"What's in the third carriage?"

"You'll find out later."

Liang De rushed between the third car and the rails with a sliding shovel that stuck to the ground. He reached out and scratched a hole in the bottom of the car, and slid in with a hiss.

The space inside the third carriage is dozens of times larger than it looks from the outside. The turbid Yin energy in it is almost turning into substance. Thick yellow-green juice is constantly overflowing from the walls of the carriage, and wriggling sarcoma hangs from the top like stalactites. , and from time to time a large cloud of poisonous mist is ejected from the pores on the body surface.

When Liang De appeared inside the third carriage, thousands of sinister eyes immediately focused on his body.

Deep in the carriage, thousands of toad-like ghosts were seen holding mobile phones with their front paws with only bones left. They stretched out their long, smelly tongues the color of pig liver and licked and typed on the screen of the mobile phone. They kept typing on a certain forum. Replies were posted on the Internet, and extremely disgusting voices could be heard.

Under the bright light of the mobile phone screen, the front faces of those long-tongued toads look particularly weird, not to mention that their backs are densely covered with semi-embedded rotten heads.

Those heads seemed to still retain their own consciousness. At this moment, they were all looking at Liang De conspiratorially, with saliva mixed with bed bugs flowing out from the corners of their mouths.

Behind these toad ghosts, the liquefied Yin Qi formed a pool of green water, and new toad ghosts continued to hatch from the Yin Qi pool.

"What are you doing? You are still playing with your mobile phone so late. Don't mobile phones need to sleep?"

Liang De scolded the toad ghosts opposite him with great pain, thinking about how to deal with these stinky and juicy ghosts in front of him.

It is impossible to fight in close combat. If I want to fight these ghosts in close combat, I would rather go to the septic tank to dance.

While thinking, the toad ghosts playing with their mobile phones not only did not accept Mr. Liang's kind criticism, but showed angry expressions one by one.

The toads put their mobile phones back in their mouths, hooked their liver-colored smelly long tongues backwards and swung them forward, and threw out the rotten heads embedded in their backs.

Those rotten heads sucked the Yin Qi in big mouthfuls in the air and quickly expanded to the size of pumpkins.

They opened their scarred mouths and rushed to gnaw at Liang De's head!

Liang De shook his head expressionlessly.

You want my head, right?

The amber flames containing the vitality of madness and evil suddenly lit up, burning Liang De's head into a sun.

"Take my move - a head for a head, tenfold return!"