Global Trial

And all around him are densely packed with such pyramid-like things.

After Xia Mingdong looked at it for a while, he found that the order of the pyramids had changed.

The thinnest place may be moved to the top, and the thickest place may come from behind. This kind of transposition has no rules at all, as if it is completely random.

But this crazy transposition seemed to last only for a moment.

Afterwards, Xia Mingdong kicked his legs again and went out.

After going out, he immediately asked Ning Ge: "Did I kick my legs again?"

Ning Ge nodded.

Xia Mingdong gestured his middle fingers expressionlessly.

Kicking his legs, what kind of weird setting is this? It feels like he is about to hang up when he kicks his legs.

Also, points level.

He originally thought that the things that cost points are called levels, and there will be some connotations for a round of 5000 points, but now he only sees a small road and a chaotic pyramid.

I haven't seen the capacity of the level, it's just a quick thing in simple terms.

Xia Mingdong said that I am a big fool.

The only explanation is probably those things he forgot.

Every time he came out, he would feel that his mind was empty and he had forgotten a lot of things, but he just remembered the feeling that he had forgotten things.

Only the most superficial pyramid exists in his memory, and he remembers the change of the pyramid's position.

He patted Ning Ge on the shoulder and said, "Why don't you go and have a look?"

Really close your eyes and fight. It's over.

In the blink of an eye, Ning Ge also finished the checkpoint and said to Xia Mingdong, "I forgot a lot."

Xia Mingdong sat cross-legged on the ground, propping his chin with one hand, and suddenly said: "Why do I always feel like I'm dead when I kick my legs, could it be that I'm really dead, it's just a problem with the protection mechanism, I was teleported out? "

Ning Ge said briefly: "No."

Although Xia Mingdong wasn't quite sure about the answer, he still breathed a sigh of relief.

"Then let's take the third one." Xia Mingdong said again, "Although I'm thinking about whether the 5000 points are IQ tax, at any rate, the wool didn't come from us. Although it doesn't necessarily make money, it doesn't make sure the blood loss. If we didn’t go, it’s just that our wool wasted for nothing.”

Cen Heng: "...This is a very strange angle."

"That's it." Xia Mingdong made a final decision, and decided to strike while the iron was hot, and hurried to the last one, "I'm going right now, and I'll be back in a second."

...That said, it is indeed accurate.

Xia Mingdong closed his eyes and entered the third level.

The first time was a path, the second time was a myriad of metamorphic pyramids, and the third time was a sky split in two.

There seems to be no difference between the two halves of the sky, the same blue sky and white clouds, except that there is a huge crack in the middle, and there is a strange color of light shining in the middle of the crack.

In the next second, Xia Mingdong felt that he had gone out again, and the feeling of forgetting a lot came back.

He's going to vomit, and he's going to be vomited by this garbage system.

Xia Mingdong sat up from Ning Ge and asked, "How long is this time?"

"One second."

Xia Mingdong: "...you go."

After a while, Ning Ge opened his eyes and shook his head at Xia Mingdong.

Xia Mingdong took a deep breath, calmed himself down, don't get angry, don't get angry, it's his own fault if he gets angry irrationally.

Cen Heng looked left and right, and finally asked: "Have you finished reading?"

Xia Mingdong nodded.

"...Then, do you have any clues?"

Xia Mingdong calmed down for a while, and felt that it was almost done, and began to explain what he could think of, "First of all, the chief trial officer must be a second-hand man."

"puff."

What is this, a strange angle.

"Not a second." Xia Mingdong emphasized this point, "Absolutely."

"... To be honest, I believe it."

Xia Mingdong himself was also amused, and then said: "Actually, I can still see some things. Except for the memory that was taken away from me, the first level is a trail. I think it shows a different earth. The known trial system The earth of many eras is included in it, and the trail should show different earth styles. Therefore, there is a high probability that we will face many different earths in the final judgment."

Cen Heng's face was masked, and Ren Sheng's face was still paralyzed, as if what they were listening to was not just the fate of their earth, but a story they couldn't understand.

"The second level is the deformed pyramid. I think it is a symbol of structure. It is very likely that it refers to the structure of the earth's food chain. In many cases, the species standing at the top may not be the most numerous species. It is also possible that the truth only It is in the hands of a few people. Of course, it may also be the energy structure or the ecological structure of the earth, etc.”

"The third level..." Xia Mingdong was silent for a moment, and then said: "It's the split sky. I never really understood the meaning of splitting the sky. The sky seems to be exactly the same..."

"It's different." Ning Ge said suddenly, "The shape of the clouds is different."

Xia Mingdong asked: "What's the difference?"

"One is more loose, and the other is more solid."

Xia Mingdong suddenly looked up at the sky, and asked Ning Ge: "Are the solid clouds like the sky above our heads?"

Ning Ge nodded.

"Real, virtual." Xia Mingdong whispered, "I understand the meaning of the third level."

"Our real earth may be only a thin line away from the current virtual earth. The distance between real and virtual is not as far as we think, maybe very close."

So close that a crack that doesn't look that big separates all of this.

"It sounds like it's implying a war between our species, a war between different planets, real and virtual wars?" Cen Heng analyzed from his own perspective, "How does it feel like a big war movie."

Xia Mingdong laughed, and simply lay down on the cement road downstairs of the residents. The concrete floor was very hard and a little sticky. His fingers were resting on the back of his head, which was so hard that his knuckles hurt.

"Maybe it is." Xia Mingdong smiled, "Conservatively, we still have millions of people, maybe tens of millions. If this is a war movie, it must be the largest war movie in history. We are all actors."

Having said this, Cen Heng suddenly felt very relaxed, "That's right, if we regard ourselves as actors, this is a play we have to act in, and everyone will have their own role, so thinking about it like this will make you less nervous. "

Ning Ge supported Xia Mingdong's head, let him lie on his lap, and accompanied him without saying a word.

"In any case, we have to finish this scene. Now we seem to have nothing else to do except wait at ease. Should we take other people to pass the seventh level?"

"sure."

2 came out of nowhere, and gave Xia Mingdong a popular science: "You can apply for re-passing the level that has already been passed. When re-passing again, the existing related memories will be blocked, and no new rewards will be added."

Xia Mingdong was speechless: "...then why should I go?"

"According to what you said, it should be the boss leading the flight."