Forces of Temptation - v2 Chapter 297
Li Yinhang’s scalp was numb, and he looked down at the contract in his hand.
“…a reward ticket valid for 6 hours…”
“…please board this one-of-a-kind one-way train before your ticket expires…”
After sensing the point, she creased the edge of the contract.
If there is really “no next bus”, the content of this contract is nothing more than a word game played by high-dimensional people!
Nanjingxing clearly noticed the change in her mood, got out from under the chair, turned into a human figure, crouched beside the chair, and probed to read the contents of the contract.
His perception of anything is more intuitive, and he only feels generally bad about what is happening in front of 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: “—We’ve been plotting against us from the very beginning!”
Seeing that Nanji Xing 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 above is the time of the game world, which is the AB line.” Li Yinhang marked the code on the left and right of the two line segments with the tip of the pen, “The following is the station time, which is also the real time, and the CD line. Two places. The time flow rates are synchronized.”
Speaking, she drew a few more strokes on points B and D that were flush with each other: “This point is the time when Teacher Nan ends the game and arrives at the station.”
The South Star nodded.
He understands this.
According to the simple information exchanged between Yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties and Li Yinhang, Nanzhou’s game time is 12 hours.
He was stuck before the time limit expired, achieved “voluntary death” in the copy, and returned to the station first.
The next is the Yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties.
Li Yinhang extended from point D, drew a section of 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, Ming and Qing returned. His game time is nearly 13 hours.”
The South Star understood, and pointed to the next point: “Then here is us.”
Li Yinhang nodded: “Yes, nearly 14 hours.”
“This is consistent with our clearance time in the dungeon, and it can be disproved that the time flow of the game world and the station world is the same.”
Antarctica suddenly realized: “…Ah.”
Li Yinhang: “The eccentric said just now that there is no next train, so no matter how many hours are left for the valid time of the tickets in hand, this is the only train we can take. The departure time is only It will be calculated from the time when Teacher Nan can get the ticket.”
“…So, do you remember, how long is Teacher Nan’s game time?”
Antarctica suddenly realized, and what followed was full of coldness.
As of now, only the game of Nanzhou is 12 hours.
…And the game time of Li Yinhang and Yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties is a full 24 hours.
Antarctica couldn’t help but wonder, what if they spent a few more hours arguing in the ranch?
What if Li Yinhang’s choice of suicide attack was a few hours too late?
…Or, if the customs clearance time of Nanzhou is a few hours in the morning?
Can they catch the train that left the tragedy?
Will you be stuck in this foggy station with no exit for the rest of your life because of the “delay”?
Li Yinhang lowered his head and looked at the sketch map on the paper with worry.
She fell a little in the void where the CD line had not yet extended.
After confirming that the high-dimensional people deliberately made time difference and poor information, she had to worry.
There are still 4 full hours before the departure.
But Jiang Fang and Chen Sufeng have not come back.
Can they make it back?
Nanjing Xing also thought the same thing as she, grabbed the corner of Li Yinhang’s clothes, frowned to express her unease.
Li Yinhang touched his beautiful blonde hair with his backhand, and looked up at Nanzhou.
Nan Zhou nodded to her and affirmed her judgment.
Li Yinhang: “Mr. Nan, is there anything to add?”
“One more person is needed.” Nan Zhou did not continue to analyze, “The current intelligence is insufficient.”
Yuan Mingqing, who was beside him, chuckled lightly when he heard the words.
…Nan Zhou, are you such a person?
All three have returned, are there not enough samples and intelligence?
You just don’t want to leave someone?
He knew very well that his relationship with “Cube Ark” was only a temporary partnership.
He has stepped on the threshold of success compared to those who have yet to return.
If anyone else misses the bus because of wasting time in the dungeon, it’s their personal ability, and he doesn’t care.
If Nan Zhou wanted to stay and accompany some trash who didn’t catch the car, he wouldn’t care.
The Yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties at this moment are more concerned about another thing.
He looked at Nanzhou: “What’s on the train?”
Unexpectedly, Nan Zhou, who has always been very knowledgeable about sharing information, shook his head.
Yuan, Ming and Qing frowned: “…what do you mean?”
Nan Zhou’s answer was vague: “…I want to think about it.”
Yuan Mingqing raised one eyebrow. When the questioning was about to come out, he looked away in time and didn’t ask his thoughts.
—You don’t intend to hide some information from me because Jiang Fang hasn’t come back yet, and you want to tell me to throw the rat?
But he knew this was not the right time to ask.
Nanjing Star is Nanzhou’s pet.
Li Yinhang trusts everything Nan Zhou said.
Even if he doubts, facing the two and a half people who are closely united, his doubts will not be accepted, but will put him in an embarrassing isolation.
Therefore, Yuan, Ming and Qing hope that the next person to come back from the copy is 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 affection of “The Ark”.
Because no one spoke, the atmosphere in the station fell into a subtle suffocation.
“I’ll go get something to eat.” Li Yinhang tried to break the rigid atmosphere, “When the stomach is full, people’s mood will be better.”
Nan Zhou obediently took out an apple and bit it with a click.
Seeing that he showed “I don’t need” with practical actions, Li Yinhang stood up and walked towards the train.
The South Pole will naturally follow.
When Li Yinhang took 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 the entire book to him.
Nan Zhou said, “No. I only need three pieces of paper.”
Li Yinhang did as he was told, spread out his notebook, and tore off three pieces of paper, and handed it to Nan Zhou.
While the two of them held both ends of the torn paper, Nan Zhou made a strange request to her: “Get up from the No. 1 carriage.”
…Yuan Mingqing couldn’t hold back, and raised his eyebrows again.
Li Yinhang was stunned for a moment, then nodded decisively: “Well, good.”
Follow Li Yinhang into the carriage of the South Pole Star, and after the probe confirmed that there was no one in the open cab, he asked curiously, “Why does it have to be No. 1 carriage?”
Li Yinhang said cheerfully: “Who knows. Come up and take a look.”
After saying that, she scrutinized the No. 1 carriage with a scrutiny.
Because the windows were not opened for ventilation, the air in the car was suffocated and stuffy. From the old dirt on the table and chair cushions, it could not be said to be clean, it could only be regarded as free of debris.
She rummaged through Car No. 1 and found nothing of value.
Nanjing Xing didn’t want to let Li Yinhang be single, stood at the connection between 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 is it, do you smell anything?”
Nanjingxing shook his head: “No.”
He asked Li Yinhang: “Is there really a problem with this car?”
Li Yinhang: “I don’t know. But we can try it first.”
Speaking, Li Yinhang took out a bowl of unopened convenience fans from the warehouse.
This is the convenience food she buys with points in the store before entering the quest.
She hoarded a lot of these cheap drinking water, just because she was afraid that they would starve and thirst when they encountered a long-term wild survival copy.
She tore open the package, put the seasonings one by one, pulled the table board anywhere in the No. 1 carriage, and put the paper bowl on it.
She took out two more bottles of water.
The water is naturally cold and cannot soak the fans.
Li Yinhang looked around, walked to the iron sheet water heater, put his finger up, after testing the temperature, he placed two bottles of mineral water just taken out from the warehouse against the iron sheet , warm the water with the temperature of the water heater.
Antarctica was a little confused: “Here, isn’t there hot water?”
“I don’t dare to use the things here.” Li Yinhang said, “It’s a bit of a waste to bring a bottle to heat, but at least it’s safe, so I can’t care about that much.”
Besides, her main theme is not eating.
She wanted to leave as many traces as possible in the car to confirm whether the environment in the car would change if she left the car and came back.
…Nanzhou’s subtle attitude makes people have to worry about this.
She left the paper bowl and mineral water in the No. 1 carriage and ventured forward cautiously.
When she pushed open the hidden door of No. 6 carriage and looked in, the tense muscles in her shoulders could not help loosening.
…nothing.
When she breathed a sigh of relief, a smiling question came from behind her: “…how is it?”
Li Yinhang was startled and turned back.
Yuan Mingqing hugged her arms and was separated from her by an entire carriage, leaning against the door of No. 4 and No. 5 carriages, looking up at her with a smile.
Nanjingxing had long noticed the movements of Yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties, but because he just followed not far or near, and Li Yinhang was concentrating on exploring, he was afraid of scaring her, so he kept watching him vigilantly , did not make a sound.
Li Yin took an aerial photo of his chest and quickly calmed down the panic.
Yuan Mingqing raised his hands to prove that he was not malicious: “I think, maybe different people can come up and see a different world.”
He looked at Li Yinhang with a little deep meaning, trying to see if she was lying from her momentary expression: “…how? Miss Li and the world I saw Is it the same?”
But he was obviously overthinking it.
Li Yinhang didn’t know much about lying.
What’s more, the carriage she saw was a peaceful one.
Li Yinhang was not very familiar with Yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties, so he just smiled at him, turned back to No. 1 carriage, and confirmed that the fans on the table had not changed, the water was still heated by the water heater, and the bottle body They were all burnt softly, and they went straight out of the car.
Yuan, Ming and Qing followed Li Yinhang and got off the train.
He was still worried that Nan Zhou and Li Yinhang were in the same breath and exchanged information without telling him.
They’ve come this far, and he doesn’t want to risk a little bit of concealment.
Who would have thought that after hearing Li Yinhang say that everything in the carriage was normal, Nan Zhou just said “um” expressionlessly, and there was no more.
Yuan, Ming and Qing were looking forward to Li Yinhang to get to the bottom of it, but who thought that she was not at all curious, so she kept her mouth shut, so that he could not ask.
…they began a long, 4 hour wait.
The feeling of waiting is the most boring, especially in the thick fog, as if the flow of time is also blocked.
Worst of all, the fog grew thicker over time.
The viscous mist poured into the lungs, which stimulated the lungs to shrink, and there was an illusion that the transparent and moist mycelium was coiling and growing on the chest.
Li Yinhang couldn’t stand this kind of environment and went to the train early.
Although the windows of the train are closed and the air is not ventilated, at least there will be no such poor breathing, every breath is like being immersed in water.
The body of Yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties is also human. And the bad air outside forced back the carriage.
Yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties and Li Yinhang sat in the No. 3 carriage.
Li Yinhang had nothing to do, so he poured melon seeds on the small table, and ate them with Nanjixing.
Melon seeds are one of Nanji Star’s favorite foods.
Seeing Nanji Xing smashing melon seeds seriously with his beautiful and serious face, Li Yinhang’s nervous mood really relaxed a lot.
In contrast, Yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties were still tense and unwilling to relax for a moment.
He pressed the door of No. 3 compartment, which was half open, and slanted at Nanzhou, which was sitting outside the window with only half a shadow left.
Even with his excellent eyesight, he couldn’t tell what Nan Zhou was doing at this time.
He asked Li Yinhang behind him softly: “What do you think he is thinking?”
Li Yinhang: “I don’t know. I only know when Brother Fang and the others come back.”
Speaking, when she turned her face, she saw a pile of clean melon seeds and meat, piled up like little sparrow tongues, and placed them in front of her.
…Antarctic star knocking melon seeds is really fast and good.
She was stunned for a moment, smiled and touched Nanji Xing’s forehead, embarrassed to touch him, quickly lowered her head, and continued to eat melon seeds with a cold face.
Yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties: “…” is redundant.
Nan Zhou was in the thick fog, put the paper Li Yinhang gave him on his knees, and quickly drew.
He couldn’t see the content on the paper, he almost drew the picture in his heart on the paper by feeling.
During the period, the flight attendant whose face seemed to be carved from wood came to him again and asked him if he wanted to board the car.
This means, 3 hours have passed.
Nan Zhou asked him, who will drive later.
His answer was simple: “It was me.”
Next, he really increased the frequency of reminding him to get on the bus, coming every half hour.
There are still two 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 froze.
From the depths of the fog, there was a soft, human gasp.
“Ha…ha-“
Nan Zhou grabbed the pen with all her strength.
…It’s Chen Sufeng’s voice.
…not Brother Fang.