Human dimension reduction

That night, Shao Xinglan sent someone to deliver the information about the new black hole. Qiao Zhou looked through it and was a little surprised.

Because there is no news about the internal intelligence of this black hole in the data, only some simple introductions.

The level of this black hole when it first appeared was c, but after three batches of members of the special investigation department entered but there was no news, the level of the black hole climbed all the way and jumped directly to a.

Different from ordinary people, the members of the Special Investigation Department have special communication props. This kind of props developed based on supernatural abilities will not be shielded by black holes. It has performed well in repeated experiments. Since its inception, it has been used in various actual operations He never fell off the chain, but just fell into this seemingly ordinary black hole.

The deputy director of the Beijing Special Investigation Office once led people to solve the A-level black hole that appeared in Jin City, and rescued more than 300 innocent people. Like a human being, once he entered the black hole, there was no news at all, not to mention the information to report the situation, even the confirmation information to report the arrival did not appear.

The deputy director fell in, and the black hole level was immediately raised to A-level. At this level, the only person who needs to lead the team is the director.

No wonder Shao Xinglan handed over all the information so generously, because the things that can be found out are really pitiful. The only useful information is what he mentioned before-this black hole has game elements.

However, just as the black hole in Kyoto detected before, black holes are often not composed of a single element. It is actually unreasonable to draw Qiao Zhou in just by a specious game element.

unless……

Qiao Zhou closed a few thin pages and tilted his head thoughtfully, unless...they still held some information in their hands that they refused to reveal, and this information made them realize that this black hole was not their current black hole at all. What can be solved by strength must rely on Qiao Zhou—no, it should be Vincent, the mad doctor behind Qiao Zhou, or even the Final Council.

This is really a risky move.

If the relationship between Qiao Zhou and Vincent is mediocre, then Shao Xinglan won't get any benefit from taking Qiao Zhou into the black hole at all, and is likely to be involved in it like the previous batch of people; but if Qiao Zhou and Vincent have a good relationship, they can certainly To get Vincent's rescue...but it also means that they need to face the monster's revenge.

They weren't even sure if Vincent would be kind enough to deal with the black hole.

There are too many uncertain factors here, and Shao Xinglan who made this decision is really interesting.

He really doesn't look like a rash and impulsive person.

Qiao Zhou thought, but it was very interesting. Although this choice seemed silly, from another perspective, it was also vicious and cruel.

——If you don't mention the uncertainty of this action, just looking at the relationship between Qiao Zhou and Vincent, Shao Xinglan's move is really extremely clever.

As long as he wanted to survive, Qiao Zhou would definitely expose his relationship with Vincent.

Shao Xinglan put his own life on the balance, using it to gamble on a fact.

From this point of view, Shao Xinglan's purpose has never deviated from the theme from beginning to end.

Qiao Zhou's mood, which had been calm for a long time, also ignited something else like never before, like a beast meeting an opponent vying for its prey, the temperature of the blood rushing in his veins rose a little bit, he had to think about it, what should he do? How to solve this difficult situation.

Shao Xinglan leaned against the car door, with a pair of glasses on the bridge of his nose, looked down at a hastily bound document, and patiently waited for another person.

It was already past nine o'clock, and the entire civil servant building with a regular schedule was basically deserted, so it seemed that the car parked here was a bit abrupt.

Qiao Zhou came out of the elevator buttoning his cuffs, and saw Shao Xinglan standing in the sun outside the glass door at a glance. With a good appearance worthy of people's attention, Qiao Zhou, who thinks he has a high level of aesthetics, is very good at discovering the beauty of life.

Shao Xinglan, who has a keen sense, has already sensed the undisguised eyes not far away. He turned over the last page calmly and paused for a longer time than the previous page. Slowly closing the document, he raised his head and showed a smile: "What do you want for breakfast? There is a new breakfast restaurant next door. The owner is from the south. I heard that my hometown is from the Eastern Province. Do you want to try it?"

Qiao Zhou politely declined the proposal, and Shao Xinglan opened the car door graciously: "Then go directly to the mission location?"

Qiao Zhou got into the car and fastened his seat belt: "Is it just the two of us?"

Shao Xinglan started the car and thoughtfully turned down the air conditioner: "Yes, there are only two of us in this group, and there are already too many people going in. This time, a special ability person was transferred from the local area, who can forcibly Bringing people who have established links back to him can basically guarantee our safety, but it takes a lot of money to activate this ability, and there is a certain time limit, so it can’t cover too many people, two is the limit.”

Qiao Zhou nodded, and stopped asking questions. He watched the scenery outside the car window receding all the way, gradually blurring into a patch of color. In the green of these street trees, there was an illusory banshee singing with its mouth open, and the rolling waves layer upon layer. Breaking through the asphalt road, putting the gray fishtail on the rocks based on the fire hydrant, Shao Xinglan turned a blind eye to such a strange scene, and drove past in a car, so the banshee became a colorful shadow on Qiao Zhou's retina.

After passing colorful big bubble balls, soft fungi with human hands, and sticky kelp, the car drove into an area cordoned off. Qiao Zhou skillfully ignored the green hairtail writhing slowly on both sides. , Open the door and get off the car, and look up at the huge black hole.

The black hole that can swallow all electronic signals and all light sources stands silently before the eyes. The moment the sight touches it, the grotesque and colorful phantoms around it suddenly disappear, as if they had never appeared before.

Shao Xinglan got out of the car, threw the car keys and other belongings into a white plastic box, handed them to the waiting policeman, and looked at Qiao Zhou with a questioning look.

Qiao Zhou shook his head, he didn't put anything in the box, and the policeman didn't say much, and left with the box in his arms.

Shao Xinglan handed over a wristwatch-like blue thing to Qiao Zhou: "The new product of the research institute can prevent us from being assimilated into fallen people. Although the subsequent rescue team has not had similar feedback yet, it is just a precautionary measure. "

Qiao Zhou took the little thing, looked it over and over again, and put it on calmly.

Seeing that he had fastened the belt on the back, Shao Xinglan looked away: "Then let's go?"

"Let's go."

The response he received was even more dull. The two of them seemed to meet in their spare time and were going to have a meal together. Under the watchful eyes of the police officers on duty, they stepped into the terrifying realm like the abyss with a calm expression.

No matter how many times he passed through the black hole, Qiao Zhou felt a strange discomfort, as if he had been stripped of the fetal membranes of the world and reborn in a new universe. After a short period of blindness and dizziness, his eyes lit up again With the faint light, he opened his eyes, and what he saw was a long mahogany desk, on which a bronze oil lamp was shining a steady and dim light, and in his hands were scattered wood chips, ropes, carving knives, and writing brushes.

?

Qiao Zhou froze for a moment, then kept his face unchanged, turned his eyes slightly, and looked around for a while, but he didn't see anyone else, so he began to look down at himself in peace.

A plain linen robe with rolled ear patterns, a loose neckline, and long sleeves are laid out on the wooden floor. He is in a standard kneeling posture at the moment. Bamboo strips are woven into mats and spread all around, and a few futons are scattered on the side. This structure is a bit like...

Qiao Zhou recalled it, it was like the interior structure of the Wei and Jin Dynasties in Chinese history, and even the clothes had the special loose and elegant style of this era.

This has never been the case.

He has reached the black hole before, at least he has not changed in any way, this one-click change of clothes... is obviously the treatment of the fallen, but he is very sure that he is still himself at the moment, and has not changed into anything else people.

Qiao Zhou reached out and touched the empty wrist, pondered for a moment, put aside this insignificant guess, and looked around with interest.

The room is large and transparent, and it is mostly covered by sliding doors and screens. There are vases of flowers as decorations beside the pillars hung with curtains. The vases are mostly lonely and thin old branches, although they are not sharp. The beauty of sharpness, but with a shocking chill.

Noble House.

With just a glance, Qiao Zhou judged the status of this family.

And it's not a rich and honorable family, but a family or a family of poetry and books that focuses on practicing inner virtue and inheriting ancestral precepts.

But now he is an existence that is shunned by everyone for some reason.

The reason is very simple. In such a big family, there is no one around to serve the children when they are studying. Judging by my clothes and room layout, I am definitely not a poor little person who is not valued. It can only mean that this person is for some reason— —I made a big mistake or something, and I'm in a bad situation.

What kind of mistake can make a child who is still valued become a little transparent in the family?

Qiao Zhou's eyes fell on the table in front of him.

When paper was not popular, the tools used for writing and recording were bamboo knives, bamboo slips, and simple writing brushes. Pieces of chipped wood were connected in series with leather ropes to form a volume of books, so there was a saying of "learning rich five carts". With the appearance of an idiom, what Qiao Zhou is facing now is such an unfinished "book".

He gently picked up the bamboo slips that hadn't been connected in series, and flipped through them briefly. The number of words that could be recorded on the bamboo slips was limited. He quickly read the above content, and instantly understood the reason for this person's embarrassment.

Xie Zhuo, a descendant of the Xie family, who was born in a powerful family and was rarely famous, had a bright future in this era when the royal family was in decline and the family was big. The big man who succeeded the elders to support the Xie family and became the next benchmark of the family.

However, after he followed the elders' arrangements step by step to enter the imperial court to obtain qualifications, things changed unexpectedly.

Xie Zhuo went to Danqing Terrace to rewrite the history books. This was a matter of great contribution and great reputation without much effort. You just need to go to and from work on time, check whether there are any omissions in the old history, and then copy it again. As soon as Zhi Xie Zhuo came up, he silently engaged in a major event that shocked the government and the public.

He wants to rewrite the historical records of the Six Years of Patriotic War.

During the six-year Patriotic War, the flames of war from the west permeated the fertile and peaceful Great Xia Kingdom, dragging half of the country into a war of blood and fire. Hundreds of thousands of soldiers and civilians died in this protracted war. Every family has hung white banners in the past six years, which is a wound that cannot heal in the heart of the Great Xia Dynasty.

But more importantly, on the eve of the victory of this war, the first emperor died suddenly for no reason, and the first prince who was sure to inherit the throne but died at the frontier after the death of the first emperor.

The six-year Patriotic War, until the tenth year after the end of the war, the books recording this period of history were still blank. The emperor seemed to have no intention of compiling this history. Secretly kept secret.

But now, Xie Zhuo stood up and said that he wanted to reconstruct this history.

Of course, due to unknown reasons, this Xie Jiasaburo, who was considered by everyone to be insane, became Qiao Zhou.