Mist

Everyone is tired. Now that they have decided to move on, they said it was a 20-minute rest. This time they took a full rest for nearly two hours.

Even Song Qinglan sat on the floor, leaning against the wall with her eyes closed and rested.

It is impossible to say that it is impossible not to be tired. Song Qinglan has been in a state of mental tension for a long time. At this time, she relaxed and put her arms on her knees at will, like a big cat in a false sleep state.

Duan Wen simply fell asleep and snored slightly.

Lin Xinlan sat aside and played dice for a while, and closed his eyes.

The room became quiet.

During the rainy season, I played a game console for a while, and I seemed to be infected by this relaxing and hypnotic atmosphere, and I felt sleepy for the first time. He put away the black and white game console, his eyelids began to fight, and it didn't take long before he fell into a black sweet dream.

It has been a long time since the monsoon rains have had such a dream.

When he was a child, he was not yet in elementary school.

It was still pattering rain. He moved the stool and climbed onto his father's bookshelf to find some books to read. The book that can't be reached by a small body is a book of "Time Traveler", a rare non-academic book on my father's bookshelf, and a science fiction novel.

He has read the book many times, and he still doesn't recognize most of the words in it, but the picture is very attractive: a traverser passed through the wormhole and saw countless eras in the wormhole.

When his hand was about to reach the book, his body suddenly lightened, and he was placed on the sofa.

The father squatted in front of him, took out a box tied with a bow, and said in a gentle voice, "Hey, guess what it is?"

He asked: "What is it?"

Every time my father came back from a business trip, he would bring some antique gadgets he had never seen before. Sometimes it was a tin frog that jumped with just one click, sometimes it was a small train on a battery track, and one time he brought back one. Wind-up music box.

What will it be this time?

He opened the small gift expectantly and found a square, colorful cube in the box.

His father told him: "This is a third-order Rubik's Cube, a souvenir from my father's research."

He took it out curiously and found that it was bigger than his little hand: "Souvenir? What is the memorial?"

Father said: "Remember...meaningful things."

Father randomly disrupted the Rubik's Cube and quickly recovered within ten seconds in front of him. He exclaimed in surprise.

The father rubbed his hair: "Let's play by yourself."

He took the Rubik's Cube and sat on the sofa, trying to disrupt it like a father and then restore it.

However, this is much more difficult than imagined.

He played for a long time, and there was no way to change it to its original appearance, let alone reach a speed of ten seconds. I don't know how long I played, but when my father came to check again, his tone was a little helpless: "Sheng Han."

On the sofa, the Rubik's Cube has been completely disassembled into parts.

And he is starting from the center block and putting it back piece by piece.

"Look, you can fight it back this way." He held up half of the puzzle, a little happy.

"If you can't restore it, take it apart?" Father couldn't help smiling. "Why are you the same as when I was a kid?"

"Dad was a fool when he was a kid?" he asked.

"No," said my father. "When I was a child, I was just as smart as I was."

"Counselor Quarter."

Open your eyes during the monsoon rain, the teammates have already packed up, and it looks like they are ready to set off.

Song Qinglan was checking whether the surrounding rooms had changed. Lin Xinlan stood on the spot and moved his limbs to warm up, while Duan Wen was responsible for waking him up.

After resting for so long, everyone was full of energy.

The content of the dream has not dissipated yet, and it took a few seconds to think about it during the monsoon rain before he got up from the floor.

Seeing him awake, Song Qinglan asked, "How is the rest?"

During the rainy season, he said, "Not bad."

Song Qinglan nodded, retreated her long legs, and easily jumped off the ladder: "The gray room adjacent to this wall is gone. It has been replaced by yellow. Someone may have used it. Now we are all gray, yellow, Red, blue, blue. If you go to the center block, it should be near here."

Duan Wen asked: "There are not many yellow rooms just now, so it can be said that there are very few. Should we try it in the yellow rooms?"

Lin Xinlan said: "There is no green here. If green is adjacent to blue and red, I think we can also try these two colors."

The three discussed a few sentences, and their thinking was clearer than before the break.

During the monsoon rain, he called up the picture drawn on the communicator. He had already drawn the direction of their movement in the holographic projection along the way. He said: "Now this room is purple. It stands to reason that the opposite of purple is green. We can Try it down, that is, go to the blue room."

Everyone thought it made sense, and Lin Xinlan smiled: "I thought of going with me."

Before the break, Lin Xinlan was still skeptical about going forward. After the break, he changed his attention.

It's not difficult to understand. In other words, no one wants to move alone in these rooms.

Just leave.

After Song Qinglan held the purple ball pad, after everyone entered the blue room from the round hole below, he released the ball to make it bounce back, and got off the ladder.

They have never been to this blue room before, and as usual, marked it during the rainy season.

"Team Song!"

Lin Xinlan holding the blue ball in his hand, climbed on the ladder on the right and shouted.

Song Qinglan: "What?"

Lin Xinlan obviously found something behind the door and subconsciously called Song Qinglan.

Duan Wen shrugged.

"There is someone here!" Lin Xinlan, "Come over and take a look!"

Song Qinglan, a big man, naturally wouldn't have any scruples about the suitor a year later, he hasn't felt good enough about himself yet. Hearing that he walked over, Lin Xinlan had already jumped down and gave him the position.

What happened?

During the rainy season, Duan Wen looked to the right.

Song Qinglan yelled several times towards the room on the right, but there was no response from the other side. He turned around and said, "This person seems to be unable to hear us."

She was going to take a look during the rainy season, but Song Qinglan didn't mean to come down, and she stretched out her hand.

The two stood together on the ladder, the position was too small, Song Qinglan had to lean on his side.

During the monsoon rains, he saw the situation behind the door and his expression changed slightly, and he unconsciously used Japanese: "Morita!"

Morita Yu, who died during the monsoon rains twenty hours ago, actually appeared here.

From their point of view, Morita Yu knelt and sat on the floor, mumbling something. Just as Song Qinglan said, Morita Yu could not hear their voices and was unaware of their observations.

During the monsoon season, staring at the youth who "resurrected from the dead".

A few seconds later, Morita Yu suddenly raised his head and looked to the side, as if he had heard something.

The two followed Morita Yu's gaze. There was nothing but a clean white wall.

Morita Yu stood up and shouted at the wall: "Who is it? Wait! Don't go!!"

After shouting, Morita Yu immediately fetched the red ball floating in the room, opened the door of the wall and hurried up the ladder.

Song Qinglan asked: "Do you know him?"

"Yes." Replied when the rainy season, and didn't understand the current situation, "He is the traveler I told you, Morita Yu."

Seeing the living Morita Yu in front of him, Song Qinglan frowned. How could a person come back to life after a decapitation?

Isn't the death elimination of Sky Qiong this time not what they thought?

"Beep—"

Morita Yu disappeared at the entrance of the round hole, and the door closed behind him.

"Beep—"

As the door closed, another sound rang.

Another door opened, and Morita Yu, who had just disappeared at the entrance of the round hole, climbed down from another direction!

This scene made people almost suspicious of their own eyes, but during the monsoon rain, they noticed the red ball floating in this room again.

There was a flash of inspiration in his mind, and he suddenly understood: "It's a record!"

The two were still lying at the mouth of the round hole.

Seeing the weird scene of Morita Yu entering the room again, Song Qinglan asked, "What record?"

"It's the room making records!" said during the rainy season, "do you remember what I told you that after Zoe left the room, I stayed in the room alone, and then saw us repeat the process of entering and leaving the room? "

Song Qinglan: "Of course I remember."

During the rainy season, Morita told me that when he was alone in a certain red room, he once noticed that someone opened the door and glanced at him, but he left without showing up. He was a little disappointed. "

At that time, Morita Yu was still comforting the monsoon, maybe the people who passed by were his teammates during the monsoon.

The scene before him is a recurrence of everything Morita Yu described.

Morita Yu came to the center of the room again.

He knelt down in the room, muttered to himself, then raised his head as if observantly, stood up again and shouted: "Who is it? Wait! Don't go!!"

Morita Yu opened the door again and left the room.

Immediately afterwards, a new Morita Yu climbed down from the round hole in the other wall.

Again and again, again and again.

During the monsoon rain, Climb down the ladder first, and Song Qinglan followed.

Both Duan Wen and Lin Xinlan could hear clearly in the dialogue above, Duan Wen immediately climbed the ladder to see what was in front of him before he had time to ask anything.

During the rainy season, he then told them his thoughts: "The Morita who appears in the room now, just like I saw the'us' entering the room repeatedly in the room at the time, does not really exist, this is because he stayed in the room. Mark of."

Song Qinglan: "What do you mean, these rooms recorded the process after we entered the room?"

During the rainy season: "Yes."

Lin Xinlan was surprised by their bold speculation, and asked, "If this is the case, why didn't we see those idiots in the super slow room before?"

this is a problem.

"I'm not sure whether all rooms will be recorded, or only certain specific rooms will start recording. Because every time we leave, the original room moves, and we can't go back and see if it's recording." Ji Yushi said, "But I have a guess."

Then he looked at Song Qinglan, as if asking if he could tell.

Song Qinglan nodded to him.

During the monsoon rains, he continued: "These rooms have a time difference and are different. You can assume that it is a very short time and space. It will record everything that happened during the period from when someone entered the room to when they left the room. Simply put In other words, the record of the process from entering to leaving will not be refreshed until someone enters again. That time Zoe left alone, theoretically has completed the process of'someone enters to leave', so I can stay in the room again and again See the duplicate recording screen."

Lin Xinlan said: "I see, you mean that the room may have recorded the last time those idiots entered and left. It was not refreshed until we entered?"

During the rainy season: "The time flow in that room is very slow. If it is really recording, then we may be able to see the recorded scene by staying at the door for a while."

Lin Xinlan thoughtfully, did not ask any more questions.

He knows that there should be reservations during the monsoon, and that is probably the key point-the time difference.

If these rooms really record the process as stated during the monsoon rains, will this be a great hint for distinguishing the time difference and for the so-called "splicing"?

When Duan Wen got off the ladder, Song Qinglan said, "Go ahead."

This time, they chose a room with a green ball.

After entering the room, they found Zhou Mingxuan's figure in the room below, which was also a record.

Zhou Mingxuan was like a lone wolf who had been arrested. He was cut back with his hands and moved his gun against the back of his head.

With him were three or four white men in cyan glossy uniforms. Every few steps they took, they would curse Zhou Mingxuan with some weird words.

Zhou Mingxuan stopped, seemingly unwilling to give in, but he was forced to advance by these people, and he was the first to enter the new room-he was regarded by those people as a pathfinder to ensure his own safety.

In this repeated record, Zhou Mingxuan raised his head every time he passed the center of the room.

It made everyone at the top of the room look at him.

Duan Wen was so angry that he cursed, Song Qinglan also lowered her eyes, as if a storm was brewing.

In this huge Rubik's Cube, I don't know how many rooms the same thing is happening. The traversers are like ants trapped in the sandbox, and they can't find a way out anyway.

Up, down, left, front.

Whenever they enter a room with records, those recorded images will disappear instantly, and no traces will be seen anymore.

The colors of the surrounding rooms changed, and they had clearly approached the center block infinitely, but they seemed to be one step away from it at the same time.

"We seem to be walking around in a circle." Duan Wen said, "Why are we walking endlessly?"

"That can only mean that this place is bigger than we thought." Song Qinglan replied, "If you are really going around in a circle, it is impossible not to see the marks left before."

Song Qinglan's words are not unreasonable, Duan Wen is speechless, how big is this place?

Except for the impatient Duan Wen and Lin Xinlan, who rarely speaks along the way, he behaves very patiently during the monsoon rains.

As long as he can be sure of safety, this is like a maze game he played when he was a child, and he can go on like this forever.

"To the left, the yellow room." Song Qinglan looked at the communicator, and the hologram drawn during the monsoon rain had already been passed to him. "If you are right, there should be a purple room above."

There are people in this yellow room.

Two strange traversers holding half of the corpse, sitting on the floor and emptying them, seemed to have collapsed.

Waiting for everyone to enter the room from the ladder in silence, now this is just a record-the two strangers in the room disappeared, leaving only half a corpse and debris scattered on the ground.

During the monsoon rains, he did not squint his eyes, and try not to put his eyes on the body as much as possible.

They went out of this room again in silence and came to the purple room above.

After they left, the room with the yellow ball moved to the right and changed to green. Now there are blue, purple, gray, red, green, and blue around them, but the center block is still not seen.

"I don't know what happened to Chuner and them. Will we just go in the opposite direction with them?" Duan Wen said, "Go ahead, just think about it."

The old smoker's addiction is committed.

During the rainy season, I added a sentence: "I want to knock some medicine when I think about it."

He wants to take medicine.

Everyone: "..."

During the rainy season, he said blankly: "Just kidding, I'm very energetic now."

Song Qinglan did not intend to respond to this request at all, and only continued with the topic of Duan Wen: "If they and we are really going in the opposite direction, then they may walk to the edge of this super cube, rather than circle the center block inside. good."

As he said, he suddenly paused: "If nothing is found in the center block, we can also try to go to the edge to have a look. I don't know what is there, if the capsule is still..."

Duan Wen's spirit was lifted: "It makes sense!"

As we progressed again and again, the location of the center block became more and more confusing.

According to the movement rules of the room, the holographic projection line record simulates the route of the room they pass through during the monsoon, and then calculates the next route. The color distribution and the movement of the room are too complicated, and it is more difficult to calculate than imagined.

When thinking about the mid-season rain, I subconsciously touched my pocket and touched it empty, only to realize that the medicine box was confiscated by Song Qinglan.

He is dependent on the medicine, but it was not a joke just to say that he wanted to take one.

But he didn't plan to ask Song Qinglan for it. He just bit his lip and continued to turn the colorful cubes on the hologram.

Others checked the surrounding rooms separately, and their arms were touched during the monsoon rain. Just as he raised his head, Song Qinglan put something in his hand.

During the rainy season, when you opened your palm, it turned out to be a chocolate wrapped in golden foil.

Where did it come from?

Song Qinglan glanced at him obliquely, with an unreserved look, raised her index finger on her lips and made a "hush" motion, her eyes seemed to say "reward you".

During the rainy season, my heart moved slightly, and I quietly peeled off the chocolate packaging. I was a little hesitant about whether or not to put this kind of unknown origin in my mouth.

"I just picked one, and it is very clean." Song Qinglan said in a low voice, "Now I can think hard."

After speaking, he stepped away and walked away, making Huan Duanwen climb up the ladder to look at the new room.

Eat chocolate during the rainy season.

The bitter taste lingered on the tip of his tongue, and after it melted into his mouth, it became as sweet as if there was nothing, and his thoughts were completely interrupted.

"Here."

On the other end, Song Qinglan had already raised her chin and decided on a new choice.

The tacit understanding between the men made everyone take turns to lead the road. This time, Lin Xinlan went down first, and followed closely during the monsoon rains.

After confirming that there are no rules, there is no danger. This kind of boring room-drilling game makes them a little lighthearted.

As soon as the foot landed during the rainy season, I heard the above paragraph yelling: "Consultant Season!!"

Before these three words could even be finished, the sound of "di——" sounded at the same time, and the mouth of the round hole was closed above their heads!

Both Lin Xinlan and the monsoon rain were shocked, and the ladder disappeared, indicating that the room above had moved before they left. During the rainy season, he quickly caught the green ball floating in the air, opened the door and climbed the ladder again.

The original room was replaced, and there was no one in the room.

"Where are they?!" Lin Xinlan looked up at Monsoon, "Are you still there?"

Going down the ladder during the rainy season: "The room moved, and they went to another room."

The tone of the monsoon rain was not anxious, and it seemed calm, which was far beyond Lin Xinlan's expectation. He thought that leaving his teammates during the monsoon rains would panic, after all, no one wanted to act alone.

The team of four suddenly became two people, the two most unfamiliar.

As the captain of the nine team, Lin Xinlan, although not experienced in different time and space, is also the best among the guardians of the sky. He thought of what was going on: "This shows that someone happened to be moving near us, and their movement drove our original room, right?"

"right."

Replied during the rainy season.

Lin Xinlan is slender and has a beautiful face. The blood stains on the black combat uniform before have dried up, and there is only a touch of it on the neck, making it even more confusing.

The two stood facing each other in a weird atmosphere.

During the monsoon rains, he talks less, but he still proactively said to him: “It’s okay. We all know the movement of the room and we should be able to converge immediately.”

Lin Xinlan was not in a hurry, and asked, "Should we look for them, or do they look for us?"

If the two sides act together, the chance of separation increases again.

"They will come to us." said during the rainy season, "we just wait here."

This sentence is simple, but it is not difficult for people to hear the tacit understanding and trust of the seven team members.

In other words, it is the tacit understanding and trust between Song Qinglan and Song Qinglan during the rainy season.

Seeing Lin Xinlan's lower lip bend slightly, he added during the monsoon rain: "Before we got down, they saw the color of this new room. As long as we don't walk around, they are more likely to find us."

The two stood there for ten seconds, and then each found a place to sit down.

If you don't chat in this situation, it's really suffocating. During the rainy season, I wanted to take out the game console and start playing Tetris, but Lin Xinlan opened the chatterbox.

"Counselor Ji, I heard that your memory is particularly good." Lin Xinlan said, "You can speak so many languages ​​because of this?"

During the rainy season, I answered: "Not all, part of it was learned by my classmates in university and abroad."

Lin Xinlan suddenly realized: "Boyfriend?"

Before the monsoon rains, he continued, "I'm sorry, I don't know if you mind talking about sexual orientation."

"Don't mind." said during the rainy season, "but not a boyfriend."

Some people say that the fastest way to learn a language is to fall in love.

This is not the case during the rainy season.

Lin Xinlan's question did not make people feel uncomfortable, nor did it have any other meaning. It sounded like just idle chat. He took the dice out of his pocket, and while playing with it, he said, "That's single? How come you are so good? Why are you still single? If it wasn't for the model, I wanted to pursue you."

Probably it has been pursued too much. During the monsoon rains, he said straightforwardly: "I have someone I like."

Lin Xinlan asked: "Why don't you chase?"

The taste of chocolate seems to remain in the mouth.

Bitter, slightly sweet.

During the rainy season, he said flatly: "I'm a straight man."