Forces of Temptation

Li Yinhang's scalp suddenly went numb, and he looked down at the contract in his hand.

"...a reward ticket, valid for 6 hours..."

"...Please board this unique one-way train before the ticket expires..."

After realizing the key point, she crumpled the edge of the contract.

If it is true that "there is no next train", the contents of the contract are nothing more than a word game played by the Gaowei people!

Nan Jixing clearly sensed the change in her mood, got out from under the chair, took human form, crouched by the chair, and poked his head to read the contents of the contract.

His perception of everything is more intuitive, and he only feels bad about everything that happens before him, but it is difficult to describe this feeling in words.

He asked Li Yinhang: "What's wrong?"

Li Yinhang couldn't hide his anger: "——he was plotting against us from the very beginning!"

Seeing that Nan Jixing was still puzzled, she picked up a pen and paper, and angrily drew two parallel horizontal lines of the same length in the center of the notebook.

"The time on the top is the time in the game world, which is the AB line." Li Yinhang marked the codes on the left and right sides of the two lines with the tip of a pen. "The bottom is the station time, which is also the real time, and it is the CD line. The flow of time in the two places is synchronized."

As she said that, she drew a few more strokes on the points B and D that were even up and down: "This point is the time when Mr. Nan finished the game and came to the station."

Nanjixing nodded.

This he can understand.

According to the simple information exchanged between Yuan Mingqing and Li Yinhang, Nanzhou's game time is 12 hours.

He was stuck before the time limit expired, achieved "voluntary death" in the instance, and was the first to return to the station.

Next is the Yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties.

Extending from point D, Li Yinhang extended the CD line below, and marked two points on the extra line segment.

She pointed to a point relatively close to Nanzhou, and said, "This is the point where Yuan Mingqing came back. His game time is nearly 13 hours."

Nanjixing understood, and pointed to the next point: "Then this is us."

Li Yinhang nodded: "Yes, nearly 14 hours."

"This is consistent with our customs clearance time in the copy, and it can further prove that the time flow rate of the game world and the station world are consistent."

Nanjixing suddenly realized: "...ah."

Li Yinhang: "The weird man said just now that there is no next train, so no matter how many hours are left in the valid time of the tickets in our hands, this is the only train we can take. The departure time can only be obtained from Teacher Nan. The time is used as the benchmark to start counting."

"...So, do you still remember how long Teacher Nan's game time was?"

Nan Jixing suddenly realized, and what followed immediately was a heart full of coldness.

So far, only Nanzhou's game is 12 hours.

...The game time of Li Yinhang and Yuan Mingqing is a full 24 hours.

Nan Jixing couldn't help thinking, what if they had to argue for a few more hours in the ranch?

What if Li Yinhang's choice of suicide attack was delayed by a few hours?

... Or, if Nanzhou's customs clearance time is a few hours earlier?

Will they still catch the train away from tragedy?

Or will he be trapped in this foggy station with no exit for the rest of his life because of being "late"?

Li Yinhang lowered his head, looking at the simple diagram on the paper with worry.

She landed a point in the void where the CD line hadn't yet reached.

After confirming that the high-dimensional man was deliberately playing the time and information gaps, she had to worry.

There are still 4 hours before departure.

But Jiang Fang and Chen Sufeng hadn't come back yet.

Can they make it back?

Nan Jixing also thought of the same thing as her, grabbed the corner of Li Yinhang's clothes, and frowned to express his uneasiness.

Li Yinhang touched his beautiful blond hair with his backhand, and looked up at Nan Zhou.

Nan Zhou nodded to her, affirming her judgment.

Li Yinhang: "Mr. Nan, do you have anything to add?"

"One more person needs to come back." Nanzhou did not continue to analyze, "The current information is insufficient."

Yuan Mingqing on the side laughed lightly when he heard the words.

...Nan Zhou, are you like this?

All three of them have already returned, aren't there enough samples and information?

You just don't want to leave someone behind, do you?

He is very clear that he and "Cubic Ark" are only a temporary cooperative relationship,

Compared with those who have not yet returned, he has already stepped on the threshold of success.

If other people failed to catch the car because of wasting time in the copy, it was their personal ability, and he didn't care.

If Nanzhou wanted to stay and accompany some trash who couldn't catch up with the car, he didn't care.

At this moment, Yuan Mingqing was more concerned about another matter.

He looked at Nan Zhou: "What's on the train?"

Surprisingly, Nan Zhou, who has always been very good at sharing information, shook his head.

Yuan Mingqing frowned: "...what do you mean?"

Nan Zhou's answer was vague: "...I have to think about it again."

Yuan Mingqing raised an eyebrow, and when the voice of doubt was about to come out, he looked away in time and did not ask his thoughts.

——You don't mean to hide some information from me because Jiang Fang hasn't come back yet, and you want to tell me to throw a trap, right?

But he knew it was not appropriate to ask this question now.

Nanjixing is Nanzhou's pet.

Li Yinhang trusted everything Nan Zhou said.

Even if he questioned, in the face of the closely united two and a half people, his question would not be accepted, instead it would put him in an embarrassingly isolated situation.

Therefore, Yuan Mingqing hoped that the next person to come back from the dungeon would be Chen Sufeng.

At least, this is a person who has personal desires and ideas, and will not be swayed by the so-called friendship and feelings of "Cube Ark".

Because no one spoke, the atmosphere in the station fell into a subtle suffocation.

"Let me get some food." Li Yinhang tried to break the stiff atmosphere, "A full stomach will make you feel better."

Nan Zhou obediently took out an apple and bit it down with a click.

After seeing him express "I don't need it" with practical actions, Li Yinhang stood up and walked towards the train.

Nanjixing naturally followed.

When Li Yinhang walked two steps away, Nan Zhou suddenly said to her, "Lend me three pieces of paper."

Li Yinhang inserted the pen into the cover and handed him the entire book.

Nan Zhou said, "No. I only need three pieces of paper."

Li Yinhang did as he said, spread out the notebook, tore off three pieces of paper together, and handed them to Nan Zhou.

While the two held both ends of the torn paper, Nan Zhou made a somewhat strange request to her: "Get up from the No. 1 carriage."

...Yuan Mingqing couldn't hold back, and raised his eyebrows again.

Li Yinhang froze for a moment, then nodded resolutely: "Yes, good."

Nan Jixing, who followed Li Yinhang into the compartment, asked curiously after the probe confirmed that there was no one in the open cab: "Why does it have to be compartment 1?"

Li Yinhang said heartily: "Who knows. Come up and have a look."

After saying that, she looked over the No. 1 compartment with her scrutiny.

Because the windows were not opened for ventilation, the air in the car was very stuffy. In terms of the dirt on the table and seat cushions, it was not clean, but nothing.

She rummaged through the No. 1 car, but found nothing of value.

Nan Jixing didn't want Li Yinhang to be left alone, so he stood at the junction of No. 1 and No. 2 carriages, looked into the distance, and twitched his nose lightly.

Li Yinhang wanted to rely on his excellent sense of smell: "How about it, did you smell anything?"

Nanjixing shook his head: "No."

He asked Li Yinhang: "Is there really something wrong with this car?"

Li Yinhang: "I don't know. But we can try first."

With that said, Li Yinhang took out a bowl of unopened instant noodles from the warehouse.

This is a convenience food that she bought with points at the store before entering the instance.

She hoarded a lot of these cheap water, because she was afraid that they would starve and thirst if they encountered a copy of long-term survival in the wild.

She tore open the package, put the seasonings one by one, opened the table board anywhere in the No. 1 car, and put the paper bowl on it.

She took out two more bottles of water.

The water is naturally cold and cannot soak the vermicelli.

Li Yinhang looked around, walked up to the iron sheet water heater, put his finger up, tested the temperature, then placed two bottles of mineral water just taken out of the warehouse against the iron sheet, and heated the water with the temperature of the water heater .

Nanjixing was a little confused: "Isn't there hot water here?"

"I don't dare to use the things here." Li Yinhang said, "Bringing a bottle to heat up is a bit of a waste, but at least it's safe, so I don't care about so much."

Besides, her main point is not to eat.

She wanted to leave as many traces as possible in the car to confirm whether the environment inside the car would change if she left the car and came back.

...Nan Zhou's subtle attitude makes people have to worry about this.

She left the paper bowl and mineral water in the No. 1 car, and explored cautiously.

When she pushed open the open door of No. 6 car and looked inside, the tense muscles in her shoulders unavoidably relaxed.

... nothing.

When she breathed a sigh of relief, a smiling voice came from behind her and asked, "...how is it?"

Li Yinhang was startled, and suddenly turned around.

Yuan Mingqing folded his arms, separated from her by an entire car, leaning against the doors of No. 4 and No. 5 cars, tilting his head and looking at her with a smile.

Nan Jixing had already noticed Yuan Mingqing's movements, but because he was only following him not far away, and Li Yinhang was concentrating on exploring, he was afraid of scaring her, so he kept watching him guardedly and didn't make a sound.

Li Yinhang patted his chest and quickly calmed down the panic.

Yuan Mingqing raised his hands to prove that he had no malice: "I think, maybe different people come up and see a different world."

He looked at Li Yinhang with a little deep meaning, trying to see from her momentary micro-expression whether she was lying: "...how is it? Is the world that Miss Li and I see the same?"

But he was obviously worrying too much.

Li Yinhang didn't know how to lie.

What's more, the carriage she saw was originally peaceful.

Li Yinhang didn't know Yuan Mingqing very well, so he just smiled at him, turned back to the No. 1 car, and confirmed that the fans on the table hadn't changed, and the water was still heated by the water heater, and the bottle was a little soft, so he Straight out of the car.

Yuan Mingqing followed Li Yinhang off the train.

He was still worried that Nanzhou and Li Yinhang would be in the same boat, exchanging information without telling him.

They had come this far, and he wouldn't risk being even a little concealed.

Who would have thought that after hearing Li Yinhang say that everything in the carriage was normal, Nan Zhou just let out an expressionless "hmm" and stopped talking.

Yuan, Ming and Qing originally hoped that Li Yinhang would get to the bottom of it, but who would have thought that she had no curiosity at all, so she honestly shut her mouth, making it impossible for him to ask.

...they began a long, 4-hour wait.

The feeling of waiting is the most exhausting, especially in the thick fog, as if the flow of time is also blocked.

Worst of all, the fog thickened as time went on.

The overly viscous mist poured into the lungs, irritating the lungs to shrink up and down. There was an illusion of transparent and moist hyphae entangled and growing in the chest.

Li Yinhang couldn't stand such an environment, so he went to the train early.

Although the windows of the train are closed and the air is not circulating, at least there will be no such feeling of poor breathing, and every breath feels like being immersed in water.

Yuan Mingqing's body is also a human structure. He persisted for a while beside Nan Zhou, trying to exchange information with Nan Zhou, but was forced back by Nan Zhou's sentence "I'm still thinking about it", the long silence, and the bad air outside. car.

Yuan Mingqing and Li Yinhang sat in the No. 3 carriage.

Li Yinhang had nothing to do, poured melon seeds on the small table, shared them with Nanjixing and ate them.

Melon seeds are one of Nanjixing's favorite foods.

Seeing Nan Jixing dig sunflower seeds earnestly with his beautiful and serious face, Li Yinhang's nervous mood really relaxed a lot.

In contrast, Yuan Mingqing was still tense and refused to relax for a moment.

He leaned against the half-open door of carriage No. 3, and squinted at Nan Zhou, who was sitting outside the window with only a half shadow left.

Even with superb eyesight, he couldn't judge what Nan Zhou was doing at this time.

He softly asked Li Yinhang behind him: "Tell me, what is he thinking?"

Li Yinhang: "I don't know. I just know to wait for Brother Fang and the others to come back."

As she said that, she turned her face, but saw a pile of clean melon seeds, gathered together like the tongues of small sparrows, and placed them in front of her.

...Nanjixing kneading melon seeds is indeed fast and good.

She froze for a moment, touched Nan Jixing's forehead with a slight smile, felt embarrassed by touching him, quickly lowered her head, and continued to eat melon seeds with a cold face.

Yuan Mingqing: "..." He is redundant.

Nan Zhou was in the thick fog, he put the paper Li Yinhang gave him on his knees, and drew quickly.

He couldn't see the content on the paper, he almost sketched the picture in his mind on the paper by feeling.

During the period, the flight attendant whose face seemed to be carved from wood came to ask him once again if he wanted to board the car.

That means, 3 hours have passed.

Nanzhou asked him, who will drive in a while.

His answer is also very simple: "It is me."

Next, he really increased the frequency of reminding to board the car, coming every half an hour.

There are still... 2 and a half hours left before the departure.

To be more precise, 2 hours and 15 minutes.

During this period, Nan Zhou kept tracing something on the paper.

Suddenly, he stopped writing.

From the depths of the mist came a soft, human panting.

"Ha ha--"

Nan Zhou gripped the pen with all his might.

...It was Chen Sufeng's voice.

...not Brother Fang.