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Huo Xiao also gave him a glance at his wrist, "Xiao Meng and I did the same. Not long after we came in, we found that a mark was missing."

The tall and fat little braid scratched his head, silently glanced at the only water drop mark left on his hand, and felt that these people were really sensitive and would delve into such unknown things.

"I see, why the initial task is so simple, because it is basically a teaching of rules." Meng Fuyou rolled his eyes, analyzed and said: "Three opportunities for error tolerance, if you make a mistake, you will go back to the past time, and this time node There must be time to make changes, but we still retain the memory of the initial mission, and if we make a mistake now, the memory will be erased."

"Yes, there is such a possibility." Huo Xiao hissed.

"If that's the case..." Nan Jingcheng looked into her eyes and said, "The previous memories are gone, and I can't sum up the failure experience, so it is very likely that I will keep making mistakes."

"In theory." Meng Fuyou thought for a while, and said to the others: "Let's check the cards or various ways that may leave information."

How can I leave clues for myself in the case of complete amnesia.

Huo Xiao bit the corner of his lips, thought for a while, released all his red card summons one by one, and asked one by one if there was any information.

The tall and fat little braid also imitated the example, and released the summoning objects together, but Huo Xiao's level can support three summoning at the same time, and he can change three rounds, and the efficiency is three times higher. He can only do one A cut card.

Meng Fuyou checked the pansi first, but found nothing unusual. She looked at Huo Xiao who was checking the summoned objects, and she seemed to be fruitless.

"It seems that there is no way to pass on clues between these several cycles of time, including memories, all traces have been erased." Meng Fuyou leaned against Nan Jingcheng, grasping his wrist in the palm of his hand , fingertips lightly rubbed the imprint of water droplets on it, "This is the only warning."

"En." Nan Jingcheng nodded, and said in a deep voice, "That is to say, the only breakthrough point of this mechanism lies in the prediction of one's own behavior."

Because time will loop back to the time point enough to change the result, correctly predicting your most likely next move is the only way to avoid risks.

Nan Jingcheng: "In this way, let's split up to understand the changes in the field environment and find the mission NPC. We will come back here to meet up in half an hour, and we will determine the next move after integrating the information."

"it is good."

Half an hour later, the four returned to the rooftop again.

Huo Xiao: "I got a message from the NPC that the power of the demons is too strong, the angels have actually given up on this prison, and the main force has withdrawn to heaven, and most importantly, the entire circle has been shaken, and I am alone None of the quest NPCs saw it."

The tall and fat little pigtail raised his hand: "Me too, there are quite a few NPCs, but I haven't seen any of them with quest marks."

Meng Fuyou rubbed her fingers on her chin, as if thinking about something, Nan Jingcheng asked her: "What do you think?"

"I'm thinking about a question." Meng Fuyou looked into his eyes and said thoughtfully: "If the initial task is the teaching of patterns, then it is reasonable to say that the scene task on the first day should start to erase the memory, but no, the second One day is still very simple... Although it can be explained that the difficulty is progressive every day, I still feel that something is wrong."

"Even if the difficulty is progressive, the pattern should be the same, what do you mean?" Nan Jingcheng continued her words.

"That's right." Meng Fuyou nodded. She thought that even if the difficulty was different, it might be possible to use similar methods such as memory fading gradually, or weakening the sense of existence of memory, but none of them. Without going too far, I jumped directly to the state of complete amnesia the next day.

Nan Jingcheng: "Is it possible that the scene tasks on the first day are actually a preliminary level to some extent, and are used to provide players with some important information."

A certain light flashed through Meng Fuyou's mind, "I see, it's the camp."

"The task NPC is not in the prison anymore, they are in their respective camps." Once the mind is opened, a lot of logic can be reasoned out logically. Meng Fuyou looked into Nan Jingcheng's eyes and said, "So it's useless to stay in the prison to look for it." , we need to go to our respective camps to receive the mission, the two black and white trains at Chaos Station lead to the hell where the demons are and the heaven where the angels are.”

Looking at her bright eyes, Nan Jingcheng smiled and said, "That's right, this is the next logical step we will take."

"Then the judgment was wrong, and the time went back." Meng Fuyou raised his wrist, showing two water drop marks.

The little braided tall fat man has been listening very carefully since the two of them started discussing, and he thought he understood everything before, but after hearing Meng Fuyou's last turn of events, he nodded with a serious face, and began to touch his chin seriously. Doubting and reflecting on whether I understood or not before, why can't I seem to keep up.

"Then, what do you mean?" Huo Xiao asked.

Meng Fuyou: "There was no error message last time, so we must follow the normal way of thinking. Those who are in the demon camp go to hell, and those who are in the angel camp go to heaven. Since only reverse thinking can avoid danger, then this time we should do the opposite. OK."

Nan Jingcheng: "Angels go to hell, and demons go to heaven."

Chaos Station is overcrowded.

Angel NPCs were crowded in front of the pure white train that was about to leave for heaven. The conductor tried his best to maintain order: "The train is full! The next train will stop in an hour. Please wait patiently and let the wounded take the train first. Don't be crowded. !Put away the wings and save space as much as possible!"

The Chaos Train is the only way to transit from prison to heaven, but the one-hour train is obviously unable to meet the needs of wartime rides.

The white train slowly opened and drove along the track into the sky.

The train accommodated twice the usual passenger capacity, and the inside of the train was extremely crowded. The trolleys selling snacks and drinks had been replaced with medicines and various medical supplies.

"Don't run into it, buddy!" The conductor shouted to an angel NPC who was deserting in front of him. The other party turned his head and looked back at his feet while walking forward, and he was about to hit the cart.

"Oh, sorry." Angel turned around and raised his hands in apology.

"Look at the road." The angel conductor complained.

"Because I seem to have seen a creature that doesn't belong to heaven just now, and I don't know if it's my eyesight, so I was distracted."

"Creatures that don't belong to heaven? Are you referring to the demon species? How is it possible, you must have read it wrong."

"That's right, I'm probably dazzled."

NPC you come and I talk to each other for a few words, and then it's over, and each continues its own business.

But there is indeed a "creature that does not belong to heaven" in this car, and it is Nan Jingcheng and Meng Fuyou who got in here. At this time, the two are hiding in the corner behind people. After that, the two quietly fled in the direction of the grocery store.

The train was running smoothly, and the scenery outside the window gradually became unrealistically beautiful. The colorful clouds surrounded the window, and the train obviously turned into a vertical climb, but the inside of the car was not affected by any weightlessness.

Taking advantage of the fact that there was no one around, Nan Jingcheng and Meng Fuyou opened the door of the utility room with the key simulated by the metal ball of life, and nimbly jumped in to hide.

As soon as I entered, I didn't expect that there were actually two people hidden inside, one was a very perceptive man with a moustache in Tang suit, and the other was the wealthy young lady in gold and silver.

Four pairs of eyes looked at each other across the air.

Nan Jingcheng closed the door and locked it, his eyes slowly wandered around the two of them, everyone obviously hid in quietly, no one spoke, just looked at each other quietly.

The utility room is relatively small, with only three or four square meters of space, and there are a lot of things piled up on the shelves next to it, so the space for people is getting narrower and narrower. Four people can only sit face to face at two ends, with only a gap between them. Less than two meters away.

The seat was too small, and it was too crowded to sit side by side, so Meng Fuyou sat sideways on Nan Jingcheng's lap.

She looped her arms around the man's neck and leaned into his arms very skillfully. Nan Jingcheng hugged the slender waist in her arms, rubbing her thumb lightly on the back of the waist, attracting her attention.

As soon as Meng Fuyou touched his calm and deep eyes, she understood what he meant.

When they looked at each other just now, she had already noticed it.

The water drop marks on the wrists of these two people are three complete.

In other words, they did not go through trial and error, they got on the train directly, and they passed this test.

Meng Fuyou raised his brows at Nan Jingcheng subtly, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his lips, which seemed to be flirting at first glance.

Since these two people were hiding in the utility room, it proved that they did not belong to the angel camp.

The meaning in Meng Fuyou's eyes was very clear: Unless they didn't complete the mission on the first day and didn't know which faction they were in, it wouldn't make sense no matter what, why they went straight to the train bound for heaven as soon as they came in from the demon camp.

But since he can sneak into this place safely, he can't be the kind of rookie who can't pass the first pass.

Nan Jingcheng's facial features are born with a sense of indifference, but Meng Fuyou can see a different style from them. For example, now, the corners of his lips are dyed with a curvature similar to hers, like a melting iceberg.

Her smile deepened, because she could see from the man's response that they both had finalized plans in their hearts.

The most likely explanation is that at least one of them is an ominous spirit, or maybe both of them, originally the ominous spirit who knew the answer in the open-book exam.

The mustache in Tang suit and the wealthy young lady stared faintly at the pair of stinky couple who were flirting with each other. They looked at each other and frowned suspiciously at the same time. They didn't understand what the two were laughing at.

After a while, I heard the train and began to announce the station: "The train is about to stop at the station in 5 minutes: Heaven's Gate. Passengers who want to get off the train, please prepare in advance."

This track is standing vertically upwards in mid-air. After the train slowly stopped, the door at the front of the car opened, the internal and external airflow intertwined, and the direction of gravity immediately synchronized. The four people hiding in the utility room fell to the right at the same time. .

Meng Fuyou took a step to the side and stood on the wall. The door had turned to the top. She glanced up, and saw through the small square glass that groups of angel NPCs spread their wings and flew upwards from the carriage, with feathers Floating down, like a flock of white doves flying.

Ten minutes later, Meng Fuyou opened the door of the utility room with a coil of silk. The carriage was empty, and all the angel NPCs had left.

The utility room is at the bottom of the train, and when the visual direction changes, the four of them seem to be in a deep square well.

"Heaven's Gate, it sounds like we've arrived." The wealthy young lady took a tentative look at Meng Fuyou, who met her gaze and didn't answer.

Suddenly, the train under his feet fell down, and then began to slide down the track from slow to fast.

Meng Fuyou's coiled silk entangled Nan Jingcheng, and the figures of the two precisely passed through the small door above.

The coiled wire was stretched straight and suspended in mid-air, and Meng Fuyou was lighting the silk thread under his feet, as if floating, watching the white train return along the original track and gallop down from the sky with cold eyes.

The wealthy young mistress and Tang suit mustache also came out, they teleported away, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"He ran very fast, it seems that he doesn't want us to copy the answer." Meng Fuyou let out the lark for a walk, making sure that there was no Siji eavesdropping.

"Do you think there is one or both?" Nan Jingcheng asked.

"It's hard to say now, we have to observe to see if they are on the same road." Meng Fuyou looked up and saw the familiar eleven Roman columns, which were very similar to the ones she saw in the initial mission scene. Similarly, there is a grand gate in the middle.

"Let's go, go up first and then talk."

In the Temple of the Moon Goddess.

The seraphim Nefidi is sitting beside the moon bed suspended above the pool, her long hair is milky gold like moonlight, slightly curly, hanging behind her, immersed in the water.

"Second Highness." The maid entered the hall from behind and said comfortingly: "Don't be afraid, His Highness said that he would never agree to the request of the Demon King. His Highness has already set out to crusade against Hell, and I believe the good news will come back soon. "

"Brother went to hell?" Nefidi turned around, a little surprised.

"Yes, His Royal Highness Ares foresaw that the Great Demon King was about to leave hell, so he went to make a surprise attack."

"Jakres would leave hell at such a time..." Nefidi frowned, feeling something was wrong.

The two angels in the temple were talking. The wealthy young woman and the man with the mustache in Tang suits were riding Xingyue horses, stagnating in mid-air not far away, their figures partially blocked by the branches of the crystal laurel tree.

This location has an excellent viewing effect, you can see the Temple of the Moon Goddess, and you can see the situation outside the gate of heaven from a distance.

"There are still 10 minutes left? The monster is about to attack." The woman touched the Xingyue horse's mane with her slender five fingers, and asked the companion beside her, "Have you finished the business that I told you?"

The man rubbed his mustache with his fingertips, "Don't worry, the hidden mechanism has been triggered, tsk tsk, but these two people are really good enough, no wonder you have to act first, when I came here just now, I saw They are already touching in the direction of the Temple of the Moon Goddess."

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