Global Trial

Xia Mingdong watched Ning Ge walk out thoughtfully, and suddenly asked, "How did you get back to the room?"

"I don't know." Ninge shook his head sullenly, with a stern expression, "When I opened my eyes again, I was already in the room."

Xia Mingdong's fingers lightly tapped on the marble railing, making a soft sound, and he asked thoughtfully, "How does your feeling of waking up this time differ from when you woke up here just now and opened the room?" ?"

Ning Ge: "No."

"Has there been an action to open the door?"

Ning Ge recalled seriously, and answered affirmatively: "Yes, I still remember the slight sound when the door was pushed."

And Ning Ge had already walked out of the door of the room before, and opened the door again after peeling off the texture. The door of that room should be open.

Xia Mingdong's expression was calm, as if he was thinking about something.

Ning Ge understood a little and said, "I'll try again."

"Don't." Xia Mingdong held Ning Ge and said solemnly, "Don't be impulsive."

Ning Ge lowered his eyelids and looked at the place where Xia Mingdong was holding him, wondering if it was because of his desperation, Xia Mingdong was holding his hand.

Xia Mingdong is a man with a gentle appearance, between a teenager and a young man, maybe because of his nerd attributes, his complexion is very fair, his hands are not big, slightly smaller than normal men, and much smaller than Ning Ge .

He held Ning Ge's hand, and it looked like Ning Ge's hand completely wrapped his hand.

I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, Ning Ge's slightly rough thumbprint lightly rubbed the back of Xia Mingdong's hand.

Xia Mingdong felt as if he had been electrocuted, and immediately withdrew his hand unnaturally, and said in a low voice: "Don't be impulsive, I'm just guessing now."

"Guess what?"

"There is a time anchor set here."

For the nth time, Cen Heng was stunned, "What do you mean?"

"It means that the moment we come here is calculated as the zero point on the time axis, once we try to jump down to the first floor, it will automatically return to the zero point on the time axis, and automatically return to zero , that point is called the anchor point.”

Ren Sheng asked: "...So, did the bottle of water go back just now?"

Xia Mingdong counted the mineral water bottles in the space box, then slowly shook his head: "No."

Cen Heng: "...Could it be random? Schrödinger's return?"

"No." Xia Mingdong shook his head, looking down at the imprint on the back of his hand, "I think it is only with this imprint that you can return to the time point, otherwise if you try to jump from here to the first floor, you will be smashed to pieces."

Cen Heng slowly opened his mouth wide, and spit out two words: "Fuck!"

Xia Mingdong smiled helplessly, "It seems that the trial officer VO is a fastidious person. He doesn't like to use force with us, but likes to trap us here to death."

Cen Heng turned his head and slapped his thigh suddenly, didn't he just die of sleepiness!

"If we don't try to go to the first floor, we can only wander around the second floor. If we try to go to the first floor, time will return to the anchor point of time. Isn't this just letting us hang around here and wait to die?"

Xia Mingdong nodded, and said coldly: "Eat, eat and sleep here every day until the points are exhausted."

Cen Heng: "Sir, don't make trouble, this joke is not funny at all."

"Okay, don't make trouble." Xia Mingdong shrugged, "Then let's seriously consider the solution."

"What should we do?" Cen Heng spread his hands, feeling completely helpless, his fat face wrinkled into a ball, "If we don't have a mark, jumping to the first floor will be smashed to pieces, and if we have a mark, jumping to the first floor is going back to the past, no matter how you look at it Impassable dead end, no way to leave here, can we still dig a hole and get out of here?"

Xia Mingdong thought about it seriously for a while, then slowly said: "It's not impossible."

Cen Heng:? ? ?

"Fourth, are you serious?"

Xia Mingdong smiled lightly, his eyebrows were curved, his appearance was clearly beautiful but for no reason it made people feel a little chilly.

Especially the trial officer VO, his back was shuddering, and he somehow felt that he was being calculated.

"It seems that the trial officer VO cares about this house very much, why not... let's do some damage."

Cen Heng: "... Fourth, as expected of you, you can do whatever the trial officer cares about, just tell me what you want to do."

"If this house cannot be disintegrated from the inside, then look for a breakthrough from the outside and ask, what is the strongest door afraid of?"

Cen Heng immediately raised his hand: "I know this question, I'm afraid of the key."

"What is the strongest window afraid of?"

Cen Heng: "...Why don't you play your cards logically."

"Why do you still play cards according to common sense?" Xia Mingdong asked back, "According to common sense, you will obediently let the trial officers manipulate you, and even if you pass the checkpoints, you will go through them according to their established path, just like being controlled by someone. The marionette's marionette, which step it can take is already doomed, and only by breaking the rules can we break through everything."

Ren Sheng listened silently to Xia Mingdong's bold remarks, that handsome face was as low-key as before, and he just asked, "What do you want to do?"

"The test content of this level can basically be summarized as the concept of time and space, time conversion, space conversion, resurrection from the dead, timeline, and now the test content of the final trial officer VO can also be summarized as the test of time and space, with imprints If we jump to the first floor, the timeline will be reset, and we will easily fall into a misunderstanding after thinking about how to perfectly solve this timeline cycle to the first floor, but if we directly avoid this time anchor point and restart What about things?"

Cen Heng: "What do you mean?"

"It means that we broke the window to go outside, and directly tried to climb from the second floor to the first floor."

Cen Heng: "!!!"

Ren Sheng asked cautiously: "Can it really be broken? Is the trial officer's room so easy to destroy?"

"Of course." Xia Mingdong nodded, "You were bullying without looking at the wooden door, did you bring up the problem when you found out that I was about to strike with a sword? What gave you the impression that the trial officer's house was indestructible?"

Ren Sheng: ... so reasonable that I can't refute it

"No, it's my lack of knowledge." Ren Sheng admitted his mistake honestly, "I have never seen the world, let alone the house of the trial officer."

While they were talking, Ninge had calmly walked into his room and took out his long sword to find the correct posture for splitting the window.

Cen Heng muttered in a low voice: "It's really a husband's song and a husband's suit."

"What did you say?" Xia Mingdong really didn't hear it.

"No, I was talking to myself." Cen Heng said immediately, "I was wondering why I am so stupid, and I still can't learn to be smart after so long."

Xia Mingdong walked over and patted Cen Heng's shoulder lightly, "Don't be sad, it's nothing, one day..."

Cen Heng's eyes lit up.

"...you will find that you can be even more stupid."

Cen Heng gritted his teeth, wanting to make a move but dared not.

Xia Mingdong walked over to Ning Ge's side, Ren Sheng came to Cen Heng's side and whispered: "I heard it."

Cen Heng bumped Ren Sheng's chest with his elbow, "Don't say it if you're a brother."

Ren Sheng looked at his chest silently, "We are not a species."

Cen Heng: "?"

"So not brothers."

Cen Heng: "...Then what do you want?"

"The two of them, in the words you humans used to say, are quite easy to drink." After Ren Sheng finished speaking, he also went to help.

Cen Heng found speechlessly that Xia Mingdong and Ning Ge, in such a precarious environment where they would be cleaned up by the Trial World at any time, had actually gained CP fans.

Shocking.

Ning Ge's long sword was placed in the scabbard, and the metal scabbard was aimed at the window.

Outside the window, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant. The dark green poplar leaves occupy most of the scenery outside the window, and there are faintly emerald green sycamore leaves in the distance. The trees are sparsely planted outside. The scenery is very beautiful, like a paradise.

Xia Mingdong walked to Ning Ge's side, looked at the scenery outside the window, and said with a smile: "I can't bear to destroy such a beautiful scenery."

Ren Sheng: "?"

"So hurry up and give this glass a good time."

Ning Ge pointed the scabbard at the window, intending to smash it hard.

Xia Mingdong said with a low smile: "Make a bet, this window will definitely retract by itself."

Cen Heng: "?"

Don't say it's true.

At the moment when Ning Ge's scabbard was about to touch the glass, the glass retracted with a "snap" as if it had a spirituality.

The windows are opened, and the air mixed with the scent of flowers and green grass blows in, refreshing.

Ninge stood by the window and looked down, then raised his head indifferently.

Xia Mingdong walked over to look down and smiled, but he didn't feel too unexpected.

The windows gave way so easily, which meant that there must be pits waiting for them below.

Cen Heng also walked to the window, looked down, and almost fell down.

Xia Mingdong: "Are you afraid of heights?"

Cen Heng: "I was not afraid of heights, but now there are environmental factors."

"Oh."

Cen Heng swallowed, pointed to the bottom and said, "Fourth, from the second floor to the bottom, the height is at least eleven or twelve meters. Are you sure it's okay for us to jump down? And we jumped down, the distance from the ground There is also a height of □ meters on the first floor, how do we... how to climb the wall?"

Xia Mingdong smiled, leaning against the window edge, looking downstairs calmly, he looked gentle, his eyes were black and bright, his smile was gentle and harmless, but anyone who knew him well knew that he was thinking about something bad again.

And Ning Ge stood beside him, looking straight at Xia Mingdong with a pair of gilded black eyes, as if he only had the other person in his eyes, always standing behind him as a silent knight.

"Why do we climb the wall?" Xia Mingdong asked, he stretched out his slender index finger and shook it lightly, "That's what stupid people do, I never do that."

Cen Heng: "Then what are you going to do?"

"We'll talk about this later, but before that I have one more thing to experiment." He took out a bottle of mineral water from the space box and handed it to Ren Sheng, "Throw this bottle of water from the second floor, I remember When the time resets back to the anchor point, there will be ripples in the space, and if the ripples do not affect the outside of the window, it proves that the set range of the time anchor point does not exceed the house."

Ren Sheng immediately took someone to the corridor outside, while Xia Mingdong kept staring down.

After Ren Sheng came back, he didn't see any spatial fluctuations.

His guess was confirmed.

"Look at it." Xia Mingdong said with a smile, "Today, Dad will teach you what it means to be good at using tools."

He held the space box, and a flamboyant yellow sports car appeared on the ground.

Immediately afterwards, another sports car happened to appear on top of the yellow sports car, and it was firmly built on top of it.

After that, three more sports cars appeared, abruptly reaching the height of the windows on the first floor.

Cen Heng opened his mouth wide and could no longer speak.

His brain is too small, and he will never learn this kind of coquettish operation.

"How?" Xia Mingdong asked with a smile, "The cumulative height of the five sports cars is eight meters, and the height between the second floor and the first floor is about three meters. We don't need to jump more than ten meters, we only need to jump about three meters. If you fall on the sports car, you can touch the windows on the first floor, and then break the windows to get in."

Cen Heng had no other words and could only give a thumbs up.

The author has something to say:

Trial officer VO: Don't ask, I just want to interview the trial officer who used to assess Xia Mingdong, and I am very curious about the mood of those colleagues