Mist - Chapter 71

Song Qinglan didn’t seem to be surprised when she said this during the monsoon rains.

He just raised his eyebrows and said, “I would like to hear the details.”

“What we have been thinking about is how to move the color of the room to complete the splicing without being affected by the movement of others.” Jiyu said, “It is impossible to complete, so we are in a dead end.”

Seeing them start talking about business, Duan Wen and Zhou Mingxuan also fell back.

The four people gathered together, just like many times in the past, listening to the answers during the monsoon rains.

“We are in a’wormhole’ within the control of the sky. I don’t know if it is due to multiple jumps or other reasons. In short, as we can see, the time and space here has been disrupted. Several timelines have appeared. The loopholes are crossed, making the timeline unable to proceed smoothly.” Monsoon said slowly, “As we thought, Skydome uses colors to mark the scattered time and space in different timelines to make these fragments identifiable. The cube, which simulates the surface of the Rubik’s Cube, is waiting for us to recover. But as the Song team said, the Sky is only a system, it will only use the simplest and most direct expression. Rubik’s Cube… Just imagine, if a Rubik’s Cube has been scattered, it takes to restore it. How to do?”

Everyone thought of it all at once.

“set up!”

“Damn, isn’t it just splicing?!”

Song Qinglan thought, but did not interrupt the monsoon season.

He intuitively felt that there was still something to say during the rainy season.

“The chances of us meeting other traversers on the way are getting higher and higher. It seems that they have increased a lot by accident. I guess it’s because there are fewer rooms.” I saw the two marks left by myself in the room at the same time, “Time is continuous. With the human body of constant time as the carrier, after two rooms on the same timeline and in the correct order, the room will be stitched together. Two into one.”

Duan Wen looked at the changing cube in the sky and said: “I see, the room will not become larger visually after the two rooms are merged into one, because it is originally just a concept of time and space, strictly speaking, time becomes longer. That’s why we feel like it’s been here for a week.”

Show appreciation in the monsoon.

Duan Wen smiled shyly, his old face flushed.

Zhou Mingxuan’s encounter on the way was very unpleasant. After meeting with his teammates, he was still hostile and asked: “Then the rooms of the same color we walked through before are all merged?”

Walking through a room of the same color without encountering a time difference indicates that it originally belonged to a continuous location on the same timeline.

People pass these rooms safely, and theoretically they merge into one.

“It’s possible.” Song Qinglan replied, “These time-space fragments have to rely on us to move in and out. There are advantages and disadvantages. The advantage is that we know that we can move them according to the law. The disadvantage is that we can’t look back, so they are them. We can’t find out if we merge.”

The answer was revealed, and everyone was silent for a few seconds at the same time.

In the countless rooms around, the figures belonging to countless traversers are still walking through, tirelessly.

And they are in the center block, like lucky ones holding trump cards, just waiting to complete the final steps.

Why is this a multiplayer mission? Everyone understands its cruelty. The sky hijacks these traversers, and it doesn’t matter whether they can truly complete the final goal, because its goal has always been only one—to let these people walk through. These rooms, whether consciously or unconsciously, use their bodies to connect space-time fragments of the same color in series.

Until the last piece of debris returned to its place.

“The sky in the sense of all times”, even with self-consciousness, is nothing but a ruthless, cold-blooded system.

Zhou Mingxuan: “So we can directly choose a color first and let it start splicing.”

Nodding during the monsoon: “Yes.”

Duan Wen said: “Then what are you waiting for? Fuck, hurry up and end it all!”

They looked around and were shocked by the fact that there was no road around.

From the moment they entered the room with the black ball, they seemed to have entered another high-dimensional world and were able to observe.

Song Qinglan thought for a while and said, “Since it’s the center block, it doesn’t matter which one you choose, you can start.”

He pointed to the nearest cube: “Counselor Ji, can you choose this one?”

Everyone was shocked, so casual?

Unexpectedly, he smiled slightly during the rainy season: “Okay.”

The four people walked towards the cube.

Countless cubes surround them, making them insignificant in the light.

In the middle of the darkness, the text asked: “Speaking of which, where is Team Lin?”

Zhou Mingxuan: “Who?”

Duan Wen: “Nine Team Lin Xinlan.”

Zhou Mingxuan: “He? Why did I **** him here?”

The two were chattering, Duan Wen began to narrate in a low voice what happened to him and Song Qinglan after they met Lin Xinlan here. Zhou Mingxuan was so angry that he heard bad luck.

Song Qinglan walked a bit slower. The others were tall and had a strong sense of presence, which made the person beside her feel stressed during the monsoon rains.

I don’t know what’s going on, my eyelids are jumping during the rainy season.

He suddenly had a very bad premonition.

Song Qinglan said: “When I came back to look for you, I saw you talking in that room.”