When AI intelligent people meet fierce gods

"English……"

"English!"

Accompanied by the trembling footsteps, came one after another roars that seemed to be poisoned.

Hearing the hoarse and crazy shouts, Han Yingying became more and more timid, clutching Yi Qi's clothes tightly, her small face was extremely pale.

Yi Qi made a decisive decision, put one arm around the shivering little girl, turned around and ran towards the carriage ahead.

Zhao Junxuan hesitated for a moment, but he gave up the idea of ​​waiting in place, followed Yi Qi and ran forward together.

"What should we do next?" he asked as he ran.

Yi Qi replied in a deep voice: "Since it's a subway, there must be a driver's cab. Let's go to the front end and find the driver's cab."

"Then, stop this subway."

"What... what?" Zhao Junxuan who was running staggered and almost fell to the ground, his face was full of shock, wondering if there was something wrong with his ears.

If he heard correctly, these two laymen... are going to control the entire train and force the train to stop?

Ignoring Zhao Junxuan's shock, Yi Qi continued to run forward, passing several carriages in the blink of an eye.

He still breathes smoothly and his body temperature is normal, but ordinary people obviously can't keep up with his [-]-meter sprint speed.

Zhao Junxuan moved his steps out of breath, leaning on the carriage with difficulty to bend over to breathe, almost wanting to blow out his lungs.

Yi Qi couldn't leave him alone, so he could only stop.

But the dull footsteps following behind them suddenly accelerated, accompanied by shouts and roars, approaching rapidly, and they were about to rush over.

At this time, there were other passengers in the carriage where the two of them were staying.

On the seat next to him, sat a thin and frail high school student, wearing an old blue and white school uniform, with a pair of thick wine bottle glasses on his nose, holding a book intently.

High school students are so absorbed in reading that they turn a blind eye to everything happening around them.

"...to establish a polar coordinate system with the coordinates in situ as the pole and the positive semi-axis of the x-axis as the polar axis..."

"... randomly draw a number in the interval (0, 1) and (1, 2), then the probability of the sum of the two numbers is..."

The high school student looked at the book obsessively, muttering words while reading, frantically reviewing the knowledge in the book.

Yi Qi and Zhao Junxuan stood in front of his eyes, and he didn't bother to look up, let alone bring up the interest of talking.

And his ticket, like an admission ticket, is hung around his neck with a rope, and others can see the text on it at a glance.

[Wu Gaopeng, died seven years, three months, 25 days and seven hours ago. 】

In an instant, Yi Qi found Wu Gaopeng's information from the database.

A college entrance examination candidate who was expected by his family accidentally failed the exam due to too much pressure during the college entrance examination.

Adolescent children are sensitive and have high self-esteem. They can't think about it for a while, and they also commit suicide by jumping off the track.

Obviously, the failure of the college entrance examination was a big stone on Wu Gaopeng's heart. Even after his death, he still couldn't get out of the shadow of this incident. Instead, driven by the obsession before his death, he began to study almost crazily.

In addition to the books Wu Gaopeng held in his hands, there were also various miscellaneous teaching materials scattered on the seats around him.

At his feet, lay an exaggeratedly large schoolbag, which was filled with study materials and textbooks, which almost broke the schoolbag, almost half the height of a person.

Seeing this schoolbag, Yi Qi's eyes lit up, he grabbed it, unzipped the schoolbag, and poured out all the messy books inside.

The thick "sea of ​​books" was scattered all over the ground, submerging Wu Gaopeng's insteps, but his two eyes were still fixed on the books, indifferent to everything that happened outside.

This is convenient for Yiqi.

He shook the empty schoolbag on his hands, like a piece of torn pocket, and then put the schoolbag on Han Yingying.

"Be good, don't move, don't make any noise." He coaxed softly.

Han Yiyi hugged her knees, squatted obediently in her schoolbag, and nodded.

Yi Qi closed the zipper and buried the book in a pile of study materials.

The books and materials all over the floor are messy, and the schoolbag is dirty and old. The combination of the two does not look abrupt at all, but the overall style of painting is very harmonious.

It is not at all obvious that there is a three or four-year-old child hidden in the schoolbag.

At this moment, a roar exploded outside the carriage.

"Yingying, come out, don't hide!"

"Your unconscionable father ran away with other women, and now you are the only family member left for your mother. If you are not here, how will your mother live..."

Accompanied by a mournful howl, a woman's head with disheveled hair poked into the carriage.

It was an extremely vicissitudes and gloomy face, with long black hair disheveled, a pair of cloudy eyes rolling around, looking suspiciously at Yi Qi and the others.

The woman's neck was extremely slender and emaciated, making one wonder if she could support that heavy head.

Yi Qi pulled Zhao Junxuan, and sat beside the high school student with a calm expression, also holding a book in his hand, pretending to be addicted to studying.

The woman outside the carriage looked around for a while, then slowly moved into this carriage.

Compared with the thin neck, the woman's body is very... flat!

Like a pancake that was crushed, the originally thin body was forcibly torn and flattened, the body was covered with crushed flesh and blood, and the ribs protruded abruptly, protruding from the wound.

Like her neck, her hands, feet and limbs were extremely slender and thin. Her long hands and feet almost pushed the woman's head to the top of the carriage. The black blood clots made her black hair stick together and fell down her neck.

The woman tilted her neck slightly, her cloudy eyes rolled, looking for prey like a hound.

Seeing the mother Han Yingying mentioned, Yi Qi was fine, and opened another page of the book calmly.

But Zhao Junxuan felt as if struck by lightning, his whole body froze, his eyes stared blankly at the woman, and he froze on the spot, not daring to move.

As for the audience in the live broadcast room, after a brief moment of silence, the barrage also exploded.

[This, is this also a staff member of the organizer?Makeup...the makeup is pretty good...]

[Can't achieve this effect with makeup alone?Maybe with the help of some special props, or some kind of advanced special effects from the live broadcast company...]

[Make up your sister!Special effects your sister!Stop kidding yourself!Can't you see the bullet screen in front?The anchors met a real ghost!This is not a hidden mission at all! ! ! 】

[Fuck!So, all the NPCs I met earlier were real? 】

[The anchors have fallen into a ghost den!The whole subway train is not something from Yangjian!Please note, this is not a drill, this is not a drill, this is not a drill! 】

[I, I, I... the first time I mustered up the courage to watch a supernatural live broadcast, I encountered such an exciting scene, and now I am hesitant to continue watching, can any experienced friends tell me, will there be a particularly bloody scene afterwards? ?I am timid, I dare not look at it...]

[You don't have to be afraid, when encountering a bloody scene, the live broadcast room will automatically code the screen.The most worrying thing now is the two anchors who strayed into the haunted den...]

At this time, two worrying anchors, one with a calm expression and the other sitting upright, all looked away from the woman.

Even Zhao Junxuan, who was in shock, did not appear to be too rude after understanding the truth of the matter. Instead, he showed his excellent psychological quality as a supernatural anchor in time.

He forced himself to calm down, nailed his body that was about to jump to the seat, and held a book in his hand, pretending to be reading.

It's just that his breathing speeded up significantly, and his fingers gripping the pages of the book turned white.

The woman's long neck hangs down like a snake, with a gloomy face, she sweeps in front of several people in the carriage, and whimpers: "Yingying, Yingying..."

"Mom's good boy, go back to mom, mom only has you!"

"Our mother and I should never be separated, we should always be together..."

Amidst the shrill sobs, there was a bit of pitifulness.

But hearing her mother's call, Han Yingying, who was hiding in her schoolbag, was only trembling with fright, and was almost discovered to be abnormal.

Fortunately, the entire carriage was unobstructed.

The woman walked around the crowd a few times, probably feeling that there was nothing to hide here, so she left slowly with dull steps, and went to the next carriage to continue looking for her daughter.

Zhao Junxuan breathed a sigh of relief when he could not see the other party's figure. He slumped on the seat, threw away the book in his hand, and wiped the bean-sized beads of sweat on his forehead.

He turned his head and said with a complicated expression: "It's my fault this time, I thought it was a hidden mission, so I ran up recklessly... I didn't expect it to be true, but it hurt you!"

Yi Qi put down the book in his hand, breathing steadily, not frightened at all, but calmly carried the schoolbag on his back.

Sensing her mother's departure, Han Yingying carefully poked her head out of her schoolbag.

Yi Qi said: "The woman who passed by just now is stuck in the carriage in front at this moment. If we continue to move forward, we will definitely meet her again, and then it will be difficult to fool us."

"So, we need to think of other ways to get to the cab smoothly."

"You want to go to... the front of the car?"

Suddenly, a hoarse voice came, interrupting their conversation.

Looking back, I saw that student Wu Gaopeng put down his book and stared straight at them with bloodshot eyes.

There was a lot of commotion in the carriage just now, but he didn't hear what was going on outside the window, and was immersed in his books all the time.At this time, when he suddenly heard the word "cab", he seemed to be triggered by the keyword, and he started to react.

Wu Gaopeng has not communicated with anyone for a long time, and his speech is intermittent and messy.

But he still used his hoarse voice and said word by word: "You will never reach the front of the car."

"Because there is no front and no rear at all, no matter how long you walk, there are only carriages to greet you."

Speaking of this, Wu Feipeng's gloomy expression was inexplicably tainted with a trace of fanaticism.

He threw away the book in his hand, spread his arms, raised his head and closed his eyes intoxicated, and muttered obsessively: "Don't you understand? This train is infinite!"

"Space is infinite, and time is also infinite! As long as we stay here, we can live forever, and I can use my infinite life to learn! To improve! To become a better version of myself!"

"I've studied so hard, next time... the next time I take the exam, I will never fail!" Wu Gaopeng became more and more excited as he spoke, and at the end, he almost shouted crazily.

Yi Qi watched him suddenly go crazy, and calmly analyzed: "Sorry! With the current scientific understanding, whether space and time are limited is still an unknown, and any theory needs countless experimental parameters to prove it."

"And when you spoke, the time in the car was still passing, and you couldn't provide more evidence to prove your argument, so the conclusion you just said is just a hypothetical for the time being."

Wu Gaopeng, who was in a state of madness, was obviously taken aback, his expression was full of astonishment... and he was a little at a loss.

Obviously, he did not expect to hear such a speech.

But Zhao Junxuan looked at him, sighed, and persuaded him: "You said that you want to live forever in the subway, and you said that you will never fail the next exam...How do you take the college entrance examination in the subway?"

"Since everyone is dead, it's better to let yourself go early, and don't be immersed in obsession all the time."

Hearing the word "death" suddenly, Wu Gaopeng's face darkened immediately, his eyes were bloodshot even more, and he approached the two with gritted teeth: "I'm not dead, I have obtained eternal life in the subway!"

Yi Qi pointedly pointed out: "No, the vital signs on your body have completely disappeared. Biologically, you are already dead, and you do not belong to the category of living things, let alone immortality."

"I'm still alive, I'm not dead! I'm not dead!!"

Wu Gaopeng suddenly let out a roar, like the howl of a wild beast on the verge of collapse, frantically denying the fact that he was dead.

With his howling, his originally thin and thin body swelled up rapidly like a balloon, twisting from a gentle and pale student into a tall and strong monster in an instant.

In the blink of an eye, "he" becomes "it".

"Who are you, you are definitely not my kind!"

Wu Feipeng, who was no longer humanoid, pounced forward, Zhao Junxuan couldn't dodge, and was grabbed by his wrist by it, the bones of his hand hurt, and he couldn't break free.

Wu Gaopeng raised his head and screamed, and the loud and angry voice instantly spread throughout all the carriages.

"Fare evaders are here! I caught two thieves without tickets!!"

Following the loud shout, there were tremors from all the carriages in front and behind, and the sound of dull footsteps came one after another, moving quickly to where they were.

"Fuck! Let me go!"

Zhao Junxuan was taken aback, swearing a rare word, took out his protective gear with the other hand, and slammed it on Wu Gaopeng.

"Fuck you, uncle! Do you really think that I have no temper, and let you rub it round and flatten it?"

Accompanied by his yelling, Wu Gaopeng, who was still holding on to him just now, suddenly wailed, his monster body staggered back, and fell headlong into the pile of books.

On its sinewy wrist, there is a sharpened mahogany nail, the head of which has penetrated the flesh.

Zhao Junxuan didn't give it time to react, and took out a few peach wood nails with pointed ends, and threw them at him quickly.

To be selected as a contestant in the supernatural show, everyone's strength should not be underestimated, and they always have a few skills that can save their lives.

Since the last time he suffered a loss in Ping An Campus, Zhao Junxuan felt deeply ashamed and kept holding back his anger.

He accidentally misjudged the situation just now, and didn't realize that he had entered a ghost's den immediately, so his anger grew even stronger.

But Wu Gaopeng, a little ghost, was far inferior to the ghost in Ping An Campus, but he insisted on approaching the angry Zhao Junxuan, so he was naturally regarded as a punching bag for venting his anger.

A few peach wood nails were nailed down, and the little ghost Wu Gaopeng screamed again and again, his body was pierced in many places, and he was shrinking in the corner of the carriage at this time, not daring to show his head again.

Zhao Junxuan finally regained his face in front of the live broadcast camera, rubbing his bruised wrist, feeling refreshed for a while.

But the other ghosts in the subway were getting closer and closer to them, and the sound of their footsteps shook all the carriages.

Zhao Junxuan hurriedly took out a bundle of red ropes, threw them to Yi Qi, and shouted anxiously: "Brother Yi, let's split up and tie the chicken blood red ropes to the entrances on the left and right sides of the carriage, it should be able to temporarily block it!"

Yi Qi took the thrown red rope, and his sensitive nostrils smelled a faint smell of blood and other chemicals.

"Number 0, analyze the ingredients contained in the red rope." He gave an order.

The newly born spherical robot has been following Yiqi, but it has remained absolutely quiet, with a very low sense of existence, almost making everyone forget its existence.

But it is always there, as long as Yiqi needs it, it will answer the call at any time.

Number 0 floated over quietly, hovering above the red rope, the blue light in the texture of the sphere flashed, and the red rope had been scanned into the program.

"The main component of this object is sisal plant fiber, and the main components of the dyeing are some kind of male poultry blood, mercury sulfide, and water."

It analyzed the composition of the chicken blood rope in a very short time.

Yi Qi asked: "Can the same effect be imitated without raw materials?"

No. 0: "If you mean the spectrum, the color spectrum, the smell, the corresponding stimulus from the hormone... yes, you can."

Just at this time, a tall and thin black figure had already arrived outside the carriage, and the surrounding lights couldn't help but dimmed.

Han Yingying in the backpack couldn't help shrinking timidly.

"So you are here, my good daughter!"

The woman who went back and forth, supported her head on her slender neck, opened her eyes wide in surprise, and tried to poke into the compartment, staring at the backpack with a pair of cloudy eyes.

"Mom found you..."

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[Note]: In this article, the topic Wu Feipeng talked about was taken from the math questions in the 2021 college entrance examination.