mist [unlimited]

Ji Yushi's heart was suspended, as if it fell into place after seeing Song Qinglan.

The feeling of being with teammates again is so great, Ji Yushi almost forgot how much he used to like to act alone.

"Team Song?" Ji Yushi's back hurt so badly, but he didn't feel angry, "I've always... been here?"

It wasn't Song Qinglan, but Team Song.

His tone wasn't very warm, but if he knew Ji Yushi well enough, he could hear how happy he was for the reunion of his teammates.

Being pressed against the wall, Ji Yushi didn't struggle for a while, he answered irrelevant questions, and the next sentence was concerned about Song Qinglan's appearance: "You have grown a lot of beard again!"

Just like in the Chaos mission, she was clean during the monsoon rain, while Song Qinglan was sloppy.Tian Qiong probably has a special liking for Song Qinglan in terms of time allocation, and is especially willing to let him show his rough side, whether he likes it or not.

Song Qinglan hadn't looked in the mirror for quite some time, her face darkened.

Ji Yushi's bright eyes fell on Song Qinglan's chin, and she asked strangely, "Have you been here for a long time?"

This distance allowed Song Qinglan to feel the hot air exhaled during the rainy season, and the line of sight on her chin seemed to have substance.

Song Qinglan suddenly rolled her Adam's apple: "I've been here for over a fucking week."

After he finished speaking, he tightly grasped Ji Yushi's big hand on his shoulder, and he had already stepped back a few steps away.

"Consultant Season!"

Song Qinglan was tall, and as soon as he got out of the way, Ji Yushi realized that there were two more people entering the room with Song Qinglan.

One is Duan Wen who is equally happy about the reunion, and the same stubble, and the other is a tall and fair young man with a pair of peach blossom eyes, wearing the same black combat uniform, and the word "nine" written on his chest. man.

The young man nodded gracefully to him: "Hi."

During the monsoon rain: "..."

This person is-

Ji Yushi knew who he was, and was not surprised by his appearance here. Tianqiong hijacked the guardians who were in the transition to complete this multiplayer mission. He had no doubt that it was here to gather all the guardians. It's all possible.

There is a saying that the road to enemies is narrow.

Ji Yushi just felt that the chances of the captain of the ninth team meeting them were too high?

The other party greeted Ji Yushi briefly.

What is suffocating is that although everyone is in a different team, they are both the guardians of the Jiangcheng branch, neither Song Qinglan nor Duan Wen have any intention of introducing each other.

The other party didn't feel embarrassed, so he stood there leisurely and let him look at him.

Ji Yushi and the other party have never known each other before, the only understanding came from Li Chun's enthusiastic gossip and science popularization, and more than half of them were bad things about the other party.Ji Yushi was embarrassed to continue looking at him, and was not sure whether to greet him or not.

Fortunately, before the embarrassing cancer during the rainy season had time to attack, Duan Wen took a few steps forward to block Lin Xinlan's figure.

Duan Wenkui burst into tears: "Consultant Ji, do you know that because of your back, we had a hard time finding you?"

Ji Yushi: "What's the back view?"

Duan Wen said: "Actually, I didn't see it with my own eyes. I don't know exactly what it is. I just don't know which room we are in. When we went from one room to another, Team Song said that he saw you just going out of that room. He You shouted, but you didn't turn your head, and you disappeared when we caught up."

Ji Yushi expressed doubts: "I have never heard anyone call me."

"I guess you must not have heard it." Duan Wen sighed, "You have such a good memory, you can't recognize other people's voices, but you can't recognize Song's voice? I just suspect that Song's misreading, Otherwise, why would you not?"

No wonder Song Qinglan would ask the phrase "Where have you been?" Could it be that they have been looking for him?

Ji Yushi explained: "Since entering here, I have only walked through five rooms in total, including the one we are in now."

Duan Wen asked in surprise, "There are only five rooms?"

It's been so long, and only went to five rooms during the monsoon?

Everyone was startled.

Song Qinglan said: "Is it like in the crack, there is a problem with the speed of time here? For us, a week has passed, but for you, it is only an hour?"

"Not exactly." Ji Yushi told him, "I didn't spend much time in the first few rooms, plus the time I spent waiting for you with Li Chun and Tang Qi, it was only three or four hours."

Duan Wen: "You met Chun'er and Tang Qi?!"

Ji Yushi nodded: "Yes, we arrived at this 'magic cube' together. After getting separated from them, I met other guardians. One of the guardians died on the way. For unknown reasons, we were trapped in the In that room. About five hours later, another guardian chose to leave, and I didn’t dare to take the risk, so I stayed in the room for another ten hours before I came here.”

Hearing that Ji Yushi separated from Li Chun and the others, and that someone died on the way, Song Qinglan frowned more and more.

Ji Yushi thought he was going to make some comments, but he heard him ask: "After everyone left, you stayed alone in that room for more than ten hours?"

Ji Yushi was surprised that Song Qinglan repeated this question: "Yes."

Song Qinglan: "Don't you feel that the corpse beside you makes you uncomfortable?"

Ji Yushi said: "I don't think, if I haven't thought of a breakthrough point, I can stay longer."

Song Qinglan didn't ask any more questions.

When Ji Yushi suddenly realized it later, Song Qinglan was worried about his hyperamnesia, right?

As the captain, Song Qinglan has always cared about the team members.

But maybe because of the presence of outsiders, even though everyone was standing in the room, Ji Yushi still felt that he who was being cared about at this time seemed a little too conspicuous.

The three of them had been together for more than a week, and he suddenly appeared like an intruder.

"I found that there is a time difference between these rooms." Ji Yushi tried to highlight the point, "I and the travelers who traveled together on the road thought that it would be safe for the balls to be rooms of the same color, but after this time, I found that this situation is not true. Not absolutely, these rooms have different time differences, it may be because of this time difference that our perception of time is different. In these rooms with time differences, if you take a wrong step, you will die on the spot, determined by whether the colors are the same Whether it is safe or not is purely luck."

He recounted the situation of Morita Yuu's distress, and then asked: "Have you encountered such a situation along the way?"

"No."

Someone said, it was Lin Xinlan.

Song Qinglan and Duan Wen turned sideways at the same time, only to see Lin Xinlan sitting on the floor leaning against the wall, naturally joining their conversation.

Duan Wen's forehead twitched.

"I have already told Team Song and Lao Duan that I also met other traversers on the road. However, the situation is different from what Advisor Ji said. The traverser entered a room of a different color, and his flesh and blood immediately blew up. Annihilated, like being crushed by something, turned into dust..."

He spoke in a very slow tone, which made people feel leisurely, "By the way, let me introduce myself, my name is Lin Xinlan, the captain of the ninth team of Tianqiongjiang City Branch. I heard your name before during the rainy season."

As a person who is full of rumors, Ji Yushi probably has no one in Tianqiong who has never heard of his name.

"Hello."

Ji Yushi just nodded to him, not surprised by favor or humiliation, trying to be as normal as possible.

In this way, it is considered as a greeting. After the social etiquette is carried out, it is convenient for Ji Yushi to ask: "Captain Lin, when you encounter this situation, what color do you go from?"

Before Lin Xinlan opened her mouth, Song Qinglan answered coldly, "Green to purple."

Lin Xinlan wasn't annoyed at being robbed of the topic, and the expression on her face didn't change.

He seems to have a good temper and a high degree of patience.

Ji Yushi asked, "What colors have you encountered along the way?"

Song Qinglan: "Yellow, blue, purple, green, red."

Is it the same as what he has seen, only five colors?

Ji Yushi thought about it and asked, "Which color is the most?"

The text of this question will be: "There are more greens and blues, and reds have only recently begun to be encountered."

Turn on the communicator during the monsoon rain, draw a cube in the air, and then choose a red pen: "Me and the traversers I met on the road, there are more reds, and green and blue gradually appeared. And then we meet here, which means we're near an intersection point, and we're converging exactly toward the same point."

During the monsoon rains, red is painted on one side of the cube, and then blue and green are painted on the adjacent two sides.

Everyone watched him analyze quietly, watching several colors projected on his face.

This is the monsoon season that teammates are familiar with.

During the monsoon rains, my thinking was very clear, and I said while painting: "It is known that going from red to yellow will cause death, and from green to purple will also cause death. Suppose, the opposite of red is yellow, and the opposite of green is purple, then this is how it is now. A layout."

Cubes in holographic projections are colored.

The layout is clear at a glance, except that the unknown side of the color is opposed to the blue.

"My idea is that, just like the Rubik's Cube in reality, it is impossible to go from one color to the opposite color." Ji Yushi said, "Going from one adjacent color to another adjacent color is Safe, if we're going to walk through here, then we have to avoid going to the opposite room of the current color."

Duan Wen was startled: "How do we choose?"

Song Qinglan thought: "You mean, we have to exclude rooms with the same color but with a time difference, and at the same time exclude rooms with the opposite color?"

Ji Yushi was very pleased that someone could get him right away: "Yes."

All three did not speak.

Give them a little time to digest during the monsoon rains.

In the silence, Lin Xinlan said again: "Then we walked all the way through rooms of the same color, and we didn't encounter the time difference that Advisor Ji said, and we were still unscathed. It really is very lucky."

Everyone can hear that this is a kind of euphemistic questioning.

For those who don't know about the monsoon rains, the monsoon rains come for a very short time, and they only stayed in one room for more than a dozen hours, and they made such a bold calculation, which is indeed very unconstrained.

Lin Xinlan: "Boldly ask, how can we complete the so-called splicing while eliminating these two possibilities?"

During the monsoon: "Find out the movement rules of these rooms first."

Lin Xinlan: "How to find it?"

During the monsoon rain: "Every time someone leaves the current room, the current room will move. It's very simple. Before we leave the room, we remember the colors of the surrounding rooms. Under the premise of ensuring safety, try one by one to see which direction the color goes. There's been a change."

Lin Xinlan: "And then?"

The two of you said something to each other, unknowingly, there was a sense of tension.

Duan Wen was dumbfounded.

What's going on here?

Song Qinglan had already walked over and stood in front of Ji Yushi.

Block people tightly.

Song Qinglan folded her arms habitually, her handsome face was inexplicably matured by the background of her beard, but she still looked rebellious and unkind.

He said coldly: "Then the game must be broken. Team Lin, it's not bad for our consultant Ji to tell you how to go safely. How to break the game depends on your own brains. Don't forget, we are competing in this mission." Opponents, don't think about routines."

Lin Xinlan smiled suddenly: "What should I do, I was noticed by you."

Song Qinglan: "If you have doubts about the analysis just now, you don't have to follow us."

Lin Xinlan: "Forget it, I'd better believe it and follow you."

Song Qinglan was noncommittal, and didn't want to talk to him much.

When he turned around and saw Ji Yu took out something from his pocket, he was making a mark on the floor.

Ji Yushi was pinching the zipper puller that he took off from his clothes. The markings were strangely drawn, neither numbers nor letters. At first glance, it was hard to understand what the pictures were.

After he finished drawing and clapped his hands and stood up, both Duan Wen and Song Qinglan recognized him.

Song Qinglan wanted to laugh a little.

Classmate Xiao Ji held grudges, and after he was almost caught in a cliché, he was unwilling to reveal anything to Lin Xinlan.

What he wrote on the ground was the language of the bearded man, an endangered species in parallel time and space.

"Let's go." Ji Yushi said with a normal expression, "First look at the colors of the surrounding rooms."

They chose to move on to the room with the green ball, which was directly above them.

Duan Wen climbed up first, and waited for them at the entrance of the cave, preventing them from getting separated again when the door of the room was closed.

Everyone climbed up the ladder one by one.

"Song Qinglan." Lin Xinlan suddenly called out.

When Ji Yushi turned around, he saw Lin Xinlan sitting on the floor and stretching out his hand: "Give me a hand, my legs are numb."

During the monsoon rain: "..."

He simply continued to climb up.

Song Qinglan said mercilessly behind her, "Get up by yourself."

Lin Xinlan sighed and said regretfully, "Oh, friends, how did I offend you?"

The ambiguous atmosphere suddenly rose.

Ji Yushi remembered what Li Chun had said about Lin Xinlan, and it didn't seem too exaggerated.

He climbed into the new room and continued to mark the ground with the zipper ends, keeping his ears shut.

A pair of feet in black short boots appeared in front of him.

Song Qinglan squatted down beside him, coughed dryly, and then whispered to him, "What, Lin Xinlan came from a year ago."

a year ago.

Ji Yushi stopped his hands, and he didn't look up: "Is it from before I confessed to you and caused you to have PTSD?"

PTSD?

Who gave this shit a name like that?

The timing and occasion were wrong, Song Qinglan didn't know how to explain it: "..."

Monsoon finally raised its head.

He looked at the unshaven Song Qinglan, his black and white eyes were very calm, and he opened his lips and said, "I won't change the past, and I won't talk about the present. Don't worry, I won't tell Team Lin about this."

The author has something to say:

Song Qinglan: Fuck.