Global Trial

"What's wrong?"

This time it was Ning Ge who asked.

7891, who seemed unable to enter the candy house, snorted heavily, and said angrily, "You actually have the guts to criticize something wrong here, don't you want to live? It's rare to see such a bold experimenter like you." .”

Xu Shi tearing his face was seen through, and 7891 no longer hid his malice, and started to hate very directly.

Xia Mingdong pretended not to hear it.

Under the rules, whether the tester can beat the tester remains to be verified, but the tester must not beat the tester.

If he could hit someone, it is estimated that ABJ would have done it long ago.

So again, don't be afraid of the trial officer.

Judging from the rules of the trial world, the constraints on the trialer may be the least.

Of course, this is just speculation.

Xia Mingdong asked Cen Heng directly and calmly: "Is anyone talking?"

Cen Heng also agreed, and replied: "No."

7891:"……"

Although he is indeed not human, but being directly said to be not human...it feels insulted.

Xia Mingdong smiled, and began to answer Ning Ge's question, "Look, is this candy house much cleaner and tidy now than before?"

Cen Heng nodded, "It's really refreshing and prettier looking at it this way."

The previous candy house was colorful and beautiful, but it gave people a feeling of disorganization.

Now they have taken all the candies, a house made of glass, really,, beautiful.

Xia Mingdong looked sideways at Ning Ge and asked for his opinion.

Ning Ge nodded.

"But this house doesn't look like it's made of candy." Xia Mingdong slowly expressed his speculation.

Cen Heng looked at him in surprise, "It's not made of candy? Didn't it mean that you can smell the syrup?"

"I made this inference with an established premise that the dungeon uses the same evolution rules as the real world."

Cen Heng didn't understand, "What do you mean?"

Feel smart again.

"It means..." Xia Mingdong pointed to the bright and dazzling sun in the sky, "The sun is supposed to exist objectively, and when it shines on us, it will feel like heat, scalding, etc., right?"

Cen Heng felt it carefully, then nodded: "You say that, standing outside is a bit sunburnt."

Xia Mingdong's eyes fell on the candy house again, and said: "As the rules of light are known to be the same as our usual understanding, why does the candy house made of syrup show no sign of melting under such sufficient light?" ?”

Cen Heng opened his eyes wide in surprise, and immediately stepped forward to touch the candy house, his hands were smooth, without the sticky feeling that the syrup exposed to the sun should have at all.

Xia Mingdong calmly analyzed: "The temperature here is not low, it is estimated to be more than 20 degrees, and there is plenty of sunlight. Both Cen Heng and I took off our coats because of the heat. Objectively speaking, this environment is enough to melt the syrup, but the candy house's The skeleton part is intact, and the material seems to have nothing to do with candy."

Ning Ge went straight to the front of the candy house, closed his eyes and re-pressed the news again, and said with certainty: "It's the smell of syrup, there is no other smell."

"Then this is very weird." Xia Mingdong thought for a moment, reopened the task panel, and saw the progress of his copy——

Dungeon: Candy House of the Chief Trial Officer (in progress)

Dungeon Requirement: Find the favorite candy of the chief trial officer in the candy house

Progress: The task has been started (cleaning up the candy house)

Reward: None

Their mission went nowhere.

The trial system won't lie, which means they haven't found the right method yet.

Tidy up the candy bar, tidy up the candy bar...

I don't know if it was because of some incidents in the dungeon, Xia Mingdong felt more and more thirsty, his mouth was dry, and the temperature of the surrounding environment seemed to be getting higher and higher.

Xia Mingdong closed his eyes, rubbed his temples, and launched a brainstorm.

After the personal talent is upgraded, the original talent is retained and new abilities are added. Xia Mingdong can now control people in addition to being able to think at high speed.

He now desperately needs the ability to think at a high speed.

He had a hunch that the dungeon linked to the "Chief Trial Officer" was not simple, and the longer it dragged on, the more unpredictable the consequences would be.

The trial officer came and went and changed one crop after another, but the chief trial officer never changed, which is very telling.

When he first heard the news of the dungeon, clues after entering the dungeon all passed through his mind.

He suddenly opened his eyes, panted twice, and felt someone behind him supporting him and stuffing him with something.

Familiar Nutrients.

Familiar taste, familiar recipe.

He swallowed it in a few mouthfuls, feeling alive again.

Ning Ge put his hands around his waist to support him, and when he saw that he was fine, he withdrew his hands.

I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, Ning Ge seemed to rub his waist when he withdrew his hand.

Xia Mingdong was stunned for a moment, wondering if this was his illusion.

But now that the situation is urgent, he didn't think much about it, and said to Ning Ge and Cen Heng: "We have fallen into a misunderstanding."

Cen Heng asked suspiciously: "What kind of misunderstanding?"

Xia Mingdong gave a simple example, "If you go to my house, I will point to my bedroom and tell you that it is the master bedroom. If I say it a few times, even if you have doubts in your heart, will you think that it is the master bedroom?" The master bedroom of the house?"

Cen Heng thought about it for a while, and it seemed...it might really be like this.

"But in fact, the elders live in the master bedroom. You were just misled by my initial hint."

"It seems...that's it."

"It's easy for people to have a preconceived notion." Xia Mingdong said, "When you go to a strange place, and someone keeps hinting something in your ear, especially when the hint is very similar to what you understand, you They will subconsciously think that hint is true, and will not consider whether the matter is true or false."

Ning Ge lowered his eyes and remained silent, as if he understood something.

Cen Heng listened and thought, although he didn't quite understand Xia Mingdong's words, he agreed, "It seems to be true..."

"Since we entered this dungeon, this kind of suggestion has never stopped." Xia Mingdong didn't know if he was a little tired from standing, so he simply leaned against the wall of the candy house, "Some guys have been talking to the candy house from the very beginning." We carry out thinking hints, making us take it for granted that those are the content required by the task of the trial system, and fall into a misunderstanding of thinking, so that we cannot see the essence through subtle commonalities and phenomena."

Ning Ge said lightly: "7891."

"That's right." Xia Mingdong praised with a smile, and did not forget to give a thumbs up, "Cen Heng, you see that Ning Ge is much smarter than you."

Cen Heng: "..."

He understands this, implying that his IQ is not as good as that of a cat.

He...forbearance!

Who told him that he still hasn't figured it out yet.

"What did 7891 imply to us from the beginning, so as to bias us?"

Xia Mingdong looked at 7891 whose face seemed to be getting uglier, and said slowly: "It's very simple, why is the candy house of the chief trial officer behind me, and those in the room are real candies?"

The author has something to say:

The stupid author is really going bald with logic