Sweep across the Doomsday Proving Ground [Unlimited]

The thick rope on the platform is very strong, and Gu Chengyezi tied it four or five times on the peg, which can fully bear the weight of the two people.

Xu Zhuo picked up the buckle, his eyes briefly stayed on Gu Chengye, and then he looked away.

After wrapping the two thin ropes in, he exerted a little force and pressed down——

The two locks are tied together with a click.

So they slid down from the platform on the fourth floor at the same time, one by one.

Gu Chengye was holding the rope with one hand, and his arms stretched gracefully with the movements, looking very relaxed.

And Xu Zhuo just dropped one level, and frowned slightly uncomfortably.

He glanced at his shoulder, didn't say anything, and pulled the rope to slide down with Gu Chengye. Although the stamina was different, it seemed to have been worn hundreds of times, and the speed was very close.

Just when there were still two floors below, Xu Zhuo's figure swayed slightly, as if his center of gravity was unstable.

But at the next moment, a hand supported his waist.

Xu Zhuo frowned subconsciously, and he adjusted the direction of the lock buckle to borrow strength, when he heard Gu Chengye's voice resounding in his ear: "Don't move."

There was a sound of rope friction, Xu Zhuo still frowned, but indeed, the tearing feeling caused by the old injury eased a lot.

For some reason, although Xu Yan was a little uncomfortable with this clinging posture, he was temporarily able to accept it unexpectedly, and it could even be said that he seemed to have felt it somewhere.

They slid all the way down to the ground floor.

Without saying anything, Xu Zhuo took the lock.

In the dim light, he had no expression on his face, and looked at Gu Chengye: "Go through the second door on the left, and then the fifth single room leads to the sewer."

Gu Chengye: "There is only one entrance to the sewer?"

Xu Zhuo nodded: "There is only this exit, and you can only go through that door to get in and out."

These are all Xu Zhuo remembered from the guide map.

Among the densely packed hundreds of small characters, he just scanned them for a few seconds and remembered them all in his mind.

This time Gu Chengye didn't seem to suspect anything, he just said "hmm" and didn't speak again.

The entrance to the sewer is indeed in the fifth single room.

Without any light, the filthy muddy water trickled from the pipe on the side, permeating the ground, like pools of dark blood, and the wind poured in from the mouth of the pipe on the side.

The door was locked, and the thick metal lock was stained with blood, mixed with traces of rust.

Xu Zhuo lowered his eyes and just took a look, then stood a few steps to the side.

The moment he stood still, gunshots rang out.

The iron lock fell in response.

Gu Chengye put away his gun and kicked open the door.

A secret passage.

There was no light, and the filthy muddy water trickled out from the pipe on the side, permeating the ground, like pools of dark blood, and the wind poured in from the mouth of the pipe on the side.

Just like what Xu Zhuo described, it seems that there is only one passage for the entrance and exit.

"Make preparations first." Gu Chengye loaded the bullet, "After all, there is only one exit."

Xu Zhuo looked at him for a few seconds, then pinned the knife to his side.

After the preparations were over, without much hesitation, the two turned on the flashlight on the chip and went directly into the pipe.

The sewer is wider than imagined, and it can accommodate four people to pass through at the same time.

They stepped over the water pipe that fell on one side and walked deeper.And at this moment, a faint cry came.

Xu Zhuo's footsteps were slightly stagnant.

Gu Chengye followed and stopped: "What's wrong?"

"Confirm the source of the sound." Xu Zhuo said to Gu Chengye, "What time is the direction?"

As soon as these words came out, he was startled again.

For some reason, these seem to have become the default, or a kind of subconscious discourse.

He had only been tested with Gu Chengye for only a few hours, but he felt that he had been with Gu Chengye for a long time, as if he could know every move the other party would do next without thinking too much.

But it turns out that Gu Chengye is really good at determining the direction.

The organization gave him a precise sense of direction. At this point, it seemed to be on par with his combat power and endurance. He just stopped and listened for a few seconds, and quickly made a choice among nearly ten forks and determined his direction.

"At six o'clock." Gu Chengye said, "About 200 meters from us."

When Xu Zhuo heard this, he quickly turned over to the platform where the pipeline forked. Even in a dark environment, his vision never left Gu Chengye, and the flashlight was able to hit exactly where it was supposed to go, without any room for waste.

Compared with the sewer of the main road, the fork road is obviously much narrower.

They walked side by side.

The crying sound was getting closer and closer, echoing in every corner of the pipeline, it looked very gloomy.

In the darkness, the flashlight does have certain limitations.

Just when Xu Zhuo was about to ask the direction, he heard Gu Chengye say: "Here we are."'

The moment the voice fell, they all moved forward with their flashlights——

A stone wall.

It is full of symbols engraved on it, and there seems to be a lot of words mixed in.

On both sides of the wall, there are iron stairs, winding all the way up, about two floors high.

Just looking up, the crying and murmuring came again.

"Hold on... I'll pull you up right away..." The female voice not far away was still crying, "You can answer... just one sentence..."

Xu Zhuo and Gu Chengye looked at each other.

Regardless of the writing on the stone wall, they went up the stairs.

I saw Xu Ting lying there, her leg was tightly held by a skeleton, and she couldn't move.

And in her hand, there was a tightly clenched rope. Even though her wrist was strangled with dark purple marks, she still didn't let go, and still held onto the rope desperately.

Seeing Xu Zhuo and the others coming, she cried out anxiously as if she had found the last straw.

"I beg you to save him!" Xu Ting shouted tremblingly, "He's right below, I can't pull him up, so I have to hold on like this..."

Xu Zhuo called the phone over.

Going down this thick rope is a stone wall on one side and Hou Chengshuo with his hands bound.

At this moment, he was leaning against the slippery edge of the wall, his eyes were closed tightly, without a trace of life.

The position near the neck is being bitten by beetles in the sewer, and the fine blood holes are dripping and melting continuously, dyeing the stagnant water into a bright red color.

And these bloody waters are the same as in the painting, they hit the rock wall non-stop, stirring up waves and then turning into small eddies strangely.

The smell of blood mixed with the smell of disinfectant water from the sewer was faintly transmitted.

"It's that painting." Xu Zhuo said, "It's just that the male and female are reversed."

"Go down and have a look."

As soon as Gu Chengye finished speaking, a crisp system sound sounded.

[Subjects please note that the painting process is unilaterally irreversible. If the painting is forcibly destroyed, the person who completed the painting will be punished with death. ]

[At the same time, if there is any damage to the painting, there will be corresponding penalties. ]

Xu Zhuo frowned upon hearing this.

The testing ground this time is indeed different from before.

If it is said that the punishment falls on him and Gu Chengye, there will be no problem. They also happen to have the opportunity to see what the dungeon is capable of.But now it's like knowing their weakness, the target of punishment is not with them, deliberately restricting their actions

only……

Xu Zhuo seemed to think of something, he lowered his eyelashes, as if he was thinking quickly.

Then he raised his head and looked at Gu Chengye.

"The consequences are reversible."

He said four words.

And just a few seconds after the voice fell, Gu Chengye also reacted.

They stared at each other for a few seconds.

"As long as you find that painting, all the subjects who entered the painting before will be able to come back." Gu Chengye rubbed his chin and thought, "Is that so?"

Xu Zhuo let out a "hmm".

"The system now only prompts that it is unilaterally irreversible." He scanned the surrounding environment while analyzing, "If unilaterally refers to our subjects, then using the system is not unilateral."

Gu Chengye listened quietly to his analysis, his brows and eyes were calm, according to the system's requirement of not allowing help, he took a few steps forward and stepped on the rope.

The thick rope that had been sliding down stopped at this moment.

After the sudden drop in tension, although Xu Ting was still crying, she had saved some strength and had room to breathe.

"Now we will ask you a few questions." Gu Chengye's tone was flat, and he said to Xu Ting, "If you want to save him, then try to remember as much as possible."

Xu Ting was slightly stunned, then bit her lip tightly, and nodded her head a few times.

"When the field of vision was closed, you and Hou Chengshuo were the only ones on the canvas, right?"

Xu Ting hummed: "Yes."

"You all acted together after that?"

"There is no way to close the field of vision." Xu Ting said, "We follow Sun Ze's method. Usually, we basically ensure that my actions will not be hindered, and Cheng Shuo will follow me. Only when it is dangerous, or when the two of us are alone, will we follow. His POV moves."

"Two people alone?" Xu Zhuo said suddenly.

Xu Ting nodded quickly and said the right thing.

"Before, in order to save time, we decided that each group would go to the room to look at the paintings alone." She recalled, "Cheng Shuo and I went to the third room, and that painting was also covered with a red cloth."

"What painting?"

"what?"

Xu Ting didn't react much, and Xu Zhuo added: "Abstract painting, or, is there a painting with waves, ropes, and walls?"

"Abstract painting..." Xu Ting tried hard to think, "The light was very dark at the time, Cheng Shuo and I just glanced at it, and Xu Dacheng and the others screamed from the next door—"

Suddenly, she paused.

Then, as if thinking of something, the pupils shrank suddenly.

"There's a painting! It's that painting!" Xu Ting said incoherently, "A man was staying on the rock wall below, and two people were pulling him up, trying to pull him up!"

"It's the same as I thought." Gu Chengye said, "So the paintings corresponding to each person are fixed."

Xu Zhuo didn't speak.

At this time, the sound of water under the rock wall became louder, as if it was hitting something.

After a few seconds, Xu Yan said: "So now, we have to determine which painting Elvis likes."

Gu Chengye pondered and said: "Now there are a total of twelve paintings. Excluding Xu Dacheng and Xu Ting's group, there are still ten paintings left."

Xu Zhuo responded.

"So in the painting, there must be related elements of alchemy. For example, the transformation of yin and yang, or the opposition between time and space, and the universe." He said and hit the flashlight on the floor next to Xu Ting, just like the stone wall before, crooked There are many characters twisted, and at the same time, there are miscellaneous English characters.

Xu Zhuo looked at it for a few seconds and spelled out the letters——

"Philosophicalegg, philosophical egg."

Gu Chengye narrowed his eyes when he heard this.

"Philosophy..." he repeated, looking at Xu Zhuo, "Is it Carrington, the Mexican surrealist artist you mentioned earlier?"

"Correct."

"As for the text on the stone wall just now." Xu Zhuo said, "There are three paragraphs in total, which are divided into four parts in the east, west, north, south, and north of the stone wall. After they are put together, they form a paragraph, which was also written by Carrington. "

He paused for a moment, then repeated blankly: "I transform my blood into a full range of energies—feminine and masculine, microcosmic and macrocosmic—and into a glass of wine for the sun and moon to quote."

"Common citation..." Gu Chengye lowered his eyes.

For some reason, when Xu Zhuo said to convert with blood, he subconsciously frowned.

"So the paintings that Duke Elvis likes must be related to alchemy." Xu Zhuo removed the flashlight and hit the other side of the stone wall. "In alchemy, the transformation of yin and yang, and hermaphroditism are both characteristics."

The paintings hanging in the hall before, whether they are human body paintings or those that have not yet been painted, hardly have any elements of alchemy.

Even afterwards, in the twelve rooms they faced, if the number and characteristics of each group of subjects were used to speculate on the paintings, no alchemy elements could be seen.

Apart from……

Xu Zhuo's movements froze suddenly.

Yin and Yang transformation.

That means, the exchange of opposite substances in the painting.

Whether it is this philosophical egg or the four elements seen before, they all told the subjects one thing - in alchemy, all opposite substances are unified and can transform each other.

This is also reflected in this pair of paintings by Xu Ting and Hou Chengshuo.

The positions of women and men are opposite.

In the painting, the woman's hands are tied, pulled by two men, leaning vertically against the front of the stone wall.But in this test field, it was Xu Ting who was pulling Hou Chengshuo, which was equivalent to changing the gender.

"Let's assume that in the twelve rooms, all the paintings are from Ernst, that is, the series in aweek of kindness. Then as long as there is conversion, or other material conversion, it is in line with this scope." Xu Zhuo said , while quickly recalling, "The problem now is that almost all paintings can be gender-transformed."

——As long as there are men and women in the painting at the same time, or the painting and the corresponding subject group are of a single sex, it can be deemed to be in compliance.

Thinking about it this way, the scope has gone from small to large to extreme, to a dead end.

Because every painting can do this, as long as it is guaranteed to be of a different gender from the subject, it is too common, and it definitely does not match what Elvis wants them to look for.

So there must be some conditions, which are ignored by them now.

After a moment of silence, Xu Zhuo suddenly shifted the flashlight, and suddenly said: "We may take it for granted."

Gu Chengye: "What do you mean?"

Xu Zhuo took a few steps forward, and said lightly: "The so-called transformation, we simply classify these as males and females, or in other words, females and males."

"But things themselves have many sides, and this does not depend on the absolute transformation of yin and yang."

Xu Zhuo's expression was calm, and his analysis seemed to be straightforward, without any change in tone.

But for some reason, even Xu Ting, who was so flustered that she couldn't think, could calm down a little after listening to his logical analysis.

"You mean, we all acquiesced to one thing in this." Gu Chengye said, "Assume that the number of objects that need to be converted in the painting is two, right?"

Xu Zhuo nodded.

Before, they all acquiesced in mutual transformation, which must be based on the opposite nature of objects.

But who has stipulated that two objects must be transformed into yin and yang, or in other words, transform the small universe into the large universe?

There is no such regulation per se.

And in these surrealist paintings, the embodiment of alchemy cannot follow the rules.

After a while, Xu Zhuo said: "We have even gone to another extreme of assumptions."

Gu Chengye asked: "What extreme?"

"Species."

Xu Zhuo said.

"If this restriction is broken, then there will be a painting that will never be ignored from beginning to end." Xu Zhuo's tone remains the same, "In that painting, there is only one person, but there is a lion."

Gu Chengye pursed his lips and looked at him, his eyes gradually darkened.

"In the painting, there is a lion on the shoulder of the man, but in the original lion of belfort, there are women and a male lion." Xu Zhuo said, "In this painting, Ernst added the head of the male lion to the head of the female. body, and this, if we break the two objects we just had, then it can be analyzed as a hermaphrodite."

"At the same time, the lion, as a symbol of yin and yang, often appears in alchemy. Therefore, it is reasonable to infer that the work that was not painted by the subject is what Elvis wants."

Gu Chengye still looked at him with a serious expression.

And Xu Zhuo didn't look at Gu Chengye again, but just moved the flashlight down.

This time, the strong light did not shine on any stone walls, but fell on Gu Chengye.

"Actually, just now, my first reaction after thinking of this painting was only doubt." Xu Zhuo said, "Because there is only one person in the painting, but after thinking about it, you are organized by a supernatural power, so it's okay if you are not in the painting. should."

As he spoke, he flicked the flashlight up and down.

Finally hit himself.

Interspersed with the light of Gu Chengye's flashlight, he said: "It's time, let's go into the painting."

The author has something to say: Happy New Year's Day, babies~

This dungeon is almost over, and the second update is still being written, so it will be posted later.