Krypton Life Game [Unlimited]

"I can prove that we have been together." Zhang Chi said anxiously.

"If I were a murderous demon, could I be so easily restrained by you?" Song Ci looked at the other party calmly.

The man wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses and looked gentle and refined.The slightly long blond hair barely tied a two-centimeter knot at the back of his head, and a lock of forehead hair that wasn't long enough was bent into a crescent shape and hung over the edge of the frame.

"Okay." The man withdrew the scalpel, and put it back into the pocket of his white coat like magic, "You convinced me."

The leader of his white coat and the side of the pocket are decorated with blue borders, which looks a little more refined than the usual styles.

"What about you, how can you prove that you are not a murderous demon?" Zhang Chi ran over, putting his body between the man and Song Ci.

"He's not. If he was, he would just kill me directly, and he wouldn't waste time asking me to prove it." Song Ci touched his throat with his hand, but kept his eyes on the little braid.

Zhang Chi turned around and helped Song Ci check it. Fortunately, the skin was not broken. However, Song Ci's complexion was too fair, and the scalpel still left a light red mark.

"Don't worry, I'll act with discretion." The man put his hands in his white coat and raised his elbows slightly, "I have a suspicious Walkman here, did you find anything there?"

"Diary and class schedule." Song Ci shook the two pieces of paper in his hand.

The little pigtail's room is an irregular quadrilateral, like two sharp right triangles, one black and one white, are buckled together along the hypotenuse, and the walls are half black and half white, clearly separated.

The lowered wall was the shorter of the two black walls.

The room also has a bulb-style wall light, but the beads on the pull cords are white.

The weird room shapes and color schemes are completely confusing.

W10 was written on the white glass floor.

R9, W10.

The light above his head was too dazzling, so Song Ci lowered the brim of his hat a little more. R and W are mostly the abbreviations of the floor color, and 9 and 10 are the serial numbers.The sixteen people in the elevator, probably like them now, were all locked in separate rooms.

"I also have a diary here." The little braid took out a piece of paper folded into a square from his pocket, unfolded it and shook Song Ci, "Exchange information?"

"Okay." Song Ci readily handed over the diary in her hand, and changed it back to the page in Xiao Zhuizi's hand.Although they claimed to trust each other, their body language was extremely honest, and they kept a safe distance tacitly.

[The weather is cloudy on March 3st, so I want to raise a few pets!But my mother disagreed and cried. 】

The content of the diary is still random and short.Judging from the time, it was before the page they got.

"How did you open this wall?" Zhang Chi asked the little braid curiously.

"kick."

Zhang Chi kicked hard on the other half of the black wall in their room, but the black wall remained motionless.

Zhang Chi: ……………

"Try another one." The man solemnly pointed at the other white wall with his elbow.

Zhang Chi was about to pass, but Song Ci grabbed his arm.

"There must be a limit to juggling people." Song Ci said in a neutral manner.

"OK! Beauty has privileges with me. Especially your face with more than [-] points." The little braid shrugged his shoulders as if surrendering.

Song Ci: ……………

Chill:? ? ?

"Actually, the password to open the door is here." The little braid took out an old CD player from his pocket before the two opposites turned their heads, and pressed the play button, and the little boy's voice rang through the room.

[Little Swallow, wearing a floral dress, comes here every spring. 】

Because of the terrifying laughter just now, the familiar nursery rhyme had an eerie feeling for no reason.

[I asked Yanzi why you came?

The swallow said, stay where it is cool. 】

Song Ci: ……………

This kid... has quite a personality.

"Where is the password?" Zhang Chi stared at the pigtail in confusion.

"That's it." Little Braid hummed the first two sentences again, "Translated into numbered notation, it is 3516535615, exactly ten digits. Just write it down on the black stone boards on the wall with chalk, it's very simple."

Song Ci & Zhang Chi: ……………………

Fortunately, it didn't fall in this house.The two tone idiots let out a sigh of relief.

The little pigtail stroked his chin, looked at half of the timetable in Song Ci's hand, "Any other clues?"

Zhang Chi didn't understand what Little Braid wanted to see the class schedule, and thought he was asking if there were any other clues besides the class schedule and diary, "The little boy said his friend disappeared, so let's help him find a friend."

The little pigtail smiled helplessly, but Song Ci suddenly remembered another sentence from the little boy, "Monday morning at eight o'clock sharp." '

Eight o'clock is the first class, information?There are two black stone slabs in their room, could it be...

Song Ci ran back in a hurry, and Zhang Chi and Xiao Zhuizi, who didn't know why, also followed.

Song Ci stood still in front of the wall with black stone slabs, picked up the chalk, and wrote the words 'letter' and 'information' respectively.

"Boom." The black wall came down with a sound.

Opposite the wall happened to be the young couple in couple outfits. They were leaning against the corner, and the boy was comforting the sobbing girl.The wall behind him suddenly fell down, the young couple looked dumbfounded, and the girl was so surprised that she even forgot to cry.

The room on the other side of the young couple is still oddly shaped, like a rectangular cheese cake that has been cut off along the two sides of the long side, one large and one small corners, and turned into an irregular hexagon.

Song Ci deliberately observed the color of the room again. The floor and the two corner walls that were cut off were white, and the remaining four walls were still covered with black paint.

The words W3 are painted on the white floor.

So far, only Song Ci's room has a different floor color.

Are there any hidden clues in these shapes and colors?

The room in front of me was bigger than the first two rooms combined, and there were a lot more people.In addition to the young couple, there is also a greasy-haired uncle with thick hair cream so that mosquitoes would slip and split horses when they fall on it, and a black jacket.

There are many colorful numbers written on the four walls of the room like graffiti, and on the longest black wall, there is half a tree-shaped metal sculpture with colorful colors and strange shapes.The oil-headed uncle and the black jacket are studying in front of the tree.

Zhang Chi scratched his hair in confusion, "Broccoli?"

Hearing Zhang Chi's description, the little braid moved his hand in the pocket of his white coat, and couldn't help laughing out loud.

"This is called the tree of Pythagoras." Song Ci couldn't help explaining Zhang Chi's science, not to mention broccoli, and so on.

"I'm not good at math." After listening to Song Ci's popular science, Zhang Chi felt a little embarrassed.

Song Ci casually comforted him, "It's okay, 65% of the people in this world are not good at math."

"Yes, I am the remaining 25%." Zhang Chi nodded aggrievedly.

Song Ci: ……………

Song Ci and Zhang Chi popularized science, while Xiao Zhuizi looked at the other people in the room, trying to identify the guy who might be a murderer.Judging from the appearance, the most sturdy figure is the black jacket.

The three of them walked to the oily man and the black jacket. There were four black stone slabs on the wall next to the tree, which were similar to their respective rooms. Obviously, the password to open this wall was four digits.

The Pythagorean tree is an infinitely repeatable tree pattern drawn according to the Pythagorean theorem.

However, the formula of the Pythagorean theorem cannot be expressed in a four-digit code, and the simplest Pythagorean 3-strand 4-string 5 has only three numbers.Obviously neither is the answer.

The oily man and the black jacket stood beside him, frowning like the Mariana Trench, helpless.The uncle held a roll of paper with holes in his hand, which seemed to be the diary of this room.

The little braid asked to read the diary in exchange, and the oily uncle agreed without hesitation.

W3's diary is still innocent in tone,

[On March 3, the weather was cloudy and Xiaoguai's injury was much better, but he seemed to have no appetite and refused to eat. He was getting thinner and thinner. 】

Everyone put the three pages of the diary together, and even counted the holes punched in it, but still found no useful information.

"Looks like I have to collect all the diaries?" Zhang Chi anxiously pulled off the small satchel on his chest, poured out a piece of candy, threw it into his mouth, and chewed it up.

"I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry." The little braid shrugged indifferently, and turned his attention to the wall with interest.

[Old~wolf~old~wolf~what~ o'clock] Suddenly there was a clear and clear child's voice above the head, and the seven people in the room were startled.

【It's nine o'clock~】The little boy's voice said briskly.

Song Ci's eyelashes drooped slightly, nine o'clock?From 'eight o'clock' to now, it should only be ten minutes, right?

Everyone stared at the surroundings as if facing an enemy, and waited for a long time, but nothing happened.

Only the little braid was not affected at all, silently glanced at the watch on his hand, then looked at Song Ci, "What do you think the password is?"

Song Ci circled the tree for half a circle, looked at the wall again, and raised the corners of his lips confidently, "Why don't we lose two each?"

The little braid was silent for a while, and accepted his challenge, "Okay, I will go first."

"Wait!" The black jacket stood in front of the input screen and looked at them, "Do you really know the password? If you make a mistake, you will die!"

"Dead?" Zhang Chi looked around. Aren't the four of them all fine?

"Whoever enters wrongly will fall directly." The greasy-headed uncle pointed to the painted glass-like floor under Zhang Chi's feet with lingering fear.

Zhang Chi: ……………

It was as smooth as a mirror, and there was no sign that it had been cracked at all.

But the little pigtail picked up the chalk indifferently, wrote down the two numbers '0' and '6', then pinched the chalk and looked at Song Ci provocatively.

The black jacket and the young couple hid away, closing their eyes in fear.

Song Ci gave Zhang Chi a reassuring look, took the chalk, and wrote '1' and '8' in the remaining two boxes.

He knew the answer when he saw the position of the sculpture on the wall. The hint was very obvious, the golden section.That was another major achievement of Pythagoras besides proving the Pythagorean theorem.

"Boom", the tree-shaped sculpture was retracted back into the wall, and a small half of the wall fell down with a loud noise.

Really open?The black jacket and the young couple opened their eyes, and were surprised to find another room next door.

The little braid took both hands out of his pockets, and applauded Song Ci, "That's right, you not only have a pretty face, but you also have a sexy brain."

Song Ci frowned, can you not speak so eccentrically?

"Damn, maze, how many rooms are there?" Zhang Chi took the lead and stepped in.

The shape of the new room is relatively regular compared to the others, like a square with one corner cut off, simple and clear.Except for the 'cut corner' on the front right, the other four walls are painted black.

W2 is painted on the white glass floor.

The room was empty, without even a single piece of furniture.On the longest black wall, nine holes the size of a ring box were neatly chiseled, and the words 1 to 9 were engraved, but there was no chalk.

Why is there a serial number for a nine-digit password?Everyone looked around.

"There seems to be something on it?" Zhang Chi pointed to the phoenix-tailed crystal lamp in mid-air.

A brilliant sapphire hangs in the middle of the crystal chandelier, decorated with tassel-like red silk ribbons, and is resplendently decorated.

Compared with the bulb-style wall lamps in other rooms, this chandelier is a bit unusually gorgeous.

It's a pity that it is at least five meters high from the ground. The oil-headed uncle tried to ride the Arhat on the shoulders of the black jacket, but he was still a thousand miles away.

They tried several methods, but they all failed. In the end, they could only stare blankly at the chandelier in midair, which was too high.

There is also an all-black triangular room on the right, with a treadmill on the ground, and B6 written on the black floor. The wall connecting B6 and W2 has been lowered, but there are no people in the two rooms.

"No one?" Zhang Chi looked back and forth twice in surprise.

Little Pigtail put his hands in his pockets and observed the treadmill in room B6, "Maybe I entered the wrong password to play cordless bungee jumping."

Crowd: ………………

The mouth is so poisonous.

The diary papers in the two rooms were still nailed to the wall. They leaned over to take a look. The one in W2 read [March 3, the weather is overcast, my dear, I regard you as my best friend, why did you bite me?My mother said that biting pets cannot be kept, I am so sad. 】

B6 is [The weather was overcast on March 3th, Xiaoguai is not good at all, always wants to run out.Mom said that it might be in heat, and if it gets skinny, it can only be neutered. 】

Everyone couldn't help but sigh for the fate of the little boy and the pet. It seemed that the little boy had been sent away.

Zhang Chi had a sudden thought, "Senior, do you think that the little boy asked us to find this pet? His pet is lost, and he hopes we can help find it?"

"pet?"

"Yes, isn't it often said that pets are man's best friend?"

Song Ci rubbed her chin with her knuckles, it was possible, but there was no clear information to indicate that the person who wrote the diary was the little boy who asked them to find someone.

[Old~wolf~old~wolf~what time~ o'clock] There was a clear and crisp child's voice from above again, and the seven of them calmed down a lot this time.

【It's ten o'clock~】The little boy's voice replied again.

"Tsk, this time is really unlucky." The little braid looked disgusted, and looked at his watch with his wrist.

"How long has it been?" Song Ci remembered that he also looked at his watch last time.

"10 minutes."

10 minutes an hour?Song Ci couldn't help frowning, and suddenly remembered what Xiaopingtou said about the flow of time in three days and one month. Could it be that the twelve hours in this secret room are only 120 minutes?

"Go and see if there is any usable rope or something." The little braid seemed to realize that time was running out, and the speed of speech and movements accelerated a lot.Uncle Greasy Head and others followed him back to W3.

Only Song Ci looked up at the chandelier unwillingly, "It would be great if I knew the big man's name."

Knowing the name, you can use the one-time summoning card to drag him over to help. This chandelier is about the same height as the beam of the inn last time. With his skill, there must be a way!

Zhang Chi who was waiting for him next to him said casually, "The big man is called Tang Si, the Tang Dynasty in the Tang Dynasty, capitalized Si, don't you know, senior?"

Tang Si?Song Ci looked at Zhang Chi in surprise, "How do you know his name?"

"I asked." Zhang Chi took it for granted.

Song Ci: ……………

Song Ci clicked on the icon on his left thumb to call up his light screen, found the golden mark representing the skill book on the bottom row, and quickly clicked on it.

The pages of the book opened slowly like a lotus flower.

Tang Si!

Tang Si! !

Tang Si! ! !

Song Ci wrote these two words on the skill book with her fingers, and then couldn't wait to read them silently three times.

The electronic voice sounded sternly, [Happy today, the two surnames are married, a contract will be made together, the marriage will last forever, and the same name will be matched.Seeing that the peach blossoms are scorching on this day, it is suitable for IKEA.I would like to write a letter to Hong Jian with the agreement of white heads, so that the alliance of red leaves can be recorded in the mandarin tree.This certificate!The player Song Ci, using the skill book Thousands of Miles Marriage, successfully formed a team with Tang Si. 】

The playback of the electronic sound made Song Ci feel awkward digging his toes on the ground. What kind of skill is it? It's really embarrassing!

The golden skill book shattered into pieces, scattered into countless large golden characters, which rained down in all directions, making it hard for people to open their eyes.

The light and shadow rose, and there was a tall and handsome figure in the room.

The man stood against the light, taller than Song Ci by more than half a head, and the light and shadow of the room was trampled under his feet, making his shoulders wider and legs longer, giving him an extraordinary aura.

The figure is perfect!

Song Ci stared at the smooth and powerful musculoskeletal outline of the man. For a few seconds, he couldn't help but start thinking about the other person wearing various uniforms as a model for himself like an occupational disease.

The golden light faded away, seeing the man's appearance clearly, Song Ci's smile collapsed in an instant, "Why is it you?"