Chapter 361 Stairs to the left
"Huh——"
The rapid sound of wind accompanied by some water vapor rushed out from the crack in the door, constantly beating Lin Yi On his face, there was an indescribable fishy smell in the wind, which subconsciously reminded people of a sea surface full of recently dead deep-sea fish.
The corridor behind the door was filled with the roar of the wind, like countless ghosts crying. Lao Mo used a lot of strength to push the iron door open, and then I can't push away any more.
"You first!" Lao Mo growled. The muscles in his arms bulged, like old tree trunks twisted together. They looked full of explosive power, but even like this, it seemed that they could not open the fan. iron gate.
Lin Yi didn't hesitate and got in decisively.
When he passed through this door, he could clearly feel that the iron door was vibrating at a terrifying frequency, and he had a sense of sight like a high-frequency knife. Even though he was several centimeters away, he felt that he was The skin is going to be cut open.
It’s hard to imagine what kind of monster level Lao Mo’s body was when he opened the iron door with his hands.
When Lin Yi passed through, Lao Mo roared angrily, suddenly opened the door a little more, and then shuttled through like a flexible swordfish.
Nevertheless, as soon as he released his hand against the iron door, the iron door closed with a terrifying potential energy, as if a pair of invisible big hands appeared behind the door, struggling to push it open. Pushing the door leaf, trying to crush him.
Seeing that he was about to be beheaded by the iron gate, Lao Mo snorted coldly. Everything around him instantly slowed down. The scale of the space began to undergo some strange and distorted changes, and he slipped through the gap in the iron gate like a rubber man. traveled through the past.
"Layer Jump".
When he landed again, he had already appeared beside Lin Yi.
The strange thing is that what happened on this map level will be a different scene when observed with the naked eye, but Lin Yi actually took it all in.
Seeing such a scene, Lin Yi couldn't help but point at the iron door and opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything.
Lao Mo patted Lin Yi on the shoulder and said: "Why, a little trick has shocked you for ten thousand years?"
"That's not..." Lin Yi smacked his lips, "I just thought Something happened..."
"What happened?"
"The 'returning' thing..."
"What's the problem? ”
Lin Yi said quietly: "Let's not talk about the way to the bell tower. Just the 'return the same way'. I mean, what you mean is...come down from the bell tower again later, and then use violence alone." Open this door and go back to that corridor like you did..."
"Even if I can open the door violently, after leaving the corridor, I will still have to break through the walls as soon as I open the door. Surrounded by nocturnal species, I then crawled back to the gallery..."
"Even if I was lucky enough to return to the gallery, I would still have to pretend that I couldn't hear the sound of "Amon's music box" and leave the gallery..."
"Even if I really leave the gallery..."
Lin Yi's voice became weaker and weaker until he lost his voice
Lao Mo was silent for a while: "What you said... seems to be a bit difficult..."
"Old Mo... ahem!" Lin Yi said awkwardly, "I feel that this level of difficulty is no less difficult than that of pirates. To rob an aircraft carrier in a small wooden boat with a revolver attached..."
Old Mo pursed his lips: "There is a difference... To rob an aircraft carrier, pirates need to be able to drive. But you don’t need to master the path, just follow the instructions..."
"My point is not that, Lao Mo..."
"Then what do you want to say?"
"What I mean is..." Lin Yi's eyes slowly fell on Lao Mo's haggard dead fish face, and his tone changed from complaining to a more serious tone, "Can you stop treating death like home? Let's go back alive together. ?”
“I’m just a backup hidden energy source, and killing people in such a dark way is definitely not relevant to me...” There was a look of dejection on his face, and he spread his hands helplessly.
Lao Mo was stunned for a moment. He thought Lin Yi was worried about his retreat, but he didn't expect that he actually cared about him.
He smiled bitterly: "I'll try my best."
Lin Yi sighed quietly in his heart, Lao Mo's reply had already given him the answer.
He turned his head and looked at the corridor entrance in front of him.
After passing through the iron gate, the wind in the corridor was not so strong, but the cold and damp atmosphere became stronger.
The corridors of the bell tower usually spiral upward, are narrow and long, but the passage in front of Lin Yi turned out to spiral downward.
The walls of the corridor are made of heavy stones. The stones are covered with traces of erosion over time. Moss is spreading and growing in the corners. On such a stormy night, some of the rainwater flows along the bell tower. The water flowed down the outer wall and seeped into the gaps in the corridor, making the wall look wet, as if blood was flowing.
The light in the corridor was dim, with only a few candlesticks holding up a faint light.
On stormy nights, the sea breeze mixed with pollution seemed to squeeze in through the cracks in the wall, causing the candlelight to flicker.
When lightning flashes across the night sky, the entire corridor will rumble, and the walls will tremble slightly, as if they will fall apart at any time.
The thing that puzzled Lin Yi was always the stairs in front of him.
“Why does this staircase go down?”
He once saw the outline of the bell tower from a distance outside the art building. That thing should be the tallest thing in the art building. Where, why doesn’t the staircase go up?
"Is there another way?"
Old Mo walked to the entrance of the corridor and said: "All the rules in the campus tell you that you need to go to the right when going up and down the stairs, and you will know why soon. "
Lin Yi thought of a lot at once, but did not answer. In fact, he did not know anything about "going up the stairs on the left" because he had already done so. When I went to bed on May 7, I followed Mao Zi up the stairs of the teaching building through a dream, and at that time, Mao Zi went up the stairs along the left hand side!
The road that was supposed to be "returning to the original route" ended up in a completely different stairwell because Maozi went up the stairs on the left hand side, and finally passed through those weird areas and arrived at Dormitory building.
"Does each floor in turn break into other layer paths?"
Lao Mo reached out to Lin Yi.
"There will be a "layer jump" road next. You may feel very uncomfortable. Hold my hand. No matter what happens, I will pull you to that side of the bell tower. Go. "
Lin Yi held Lao Mo's hand.
Lao Mo's palm was like a stiff artificial human being, cold and without any warmth. "Follow me. . "
Lao Mo said something softly, then stepped onto the steps at the entrance of the corridor, and then took steps in the direction to the left.
One step, two steps...
The stairs of the bell tower are made of the same material as the yellow-brown stones on the wall, like some kind of limestone. The surface is generally smooth, but still There are some bumpy marks, and there is a solid feedback feeling when stepping on them.
When he first took two steps with Lao Mo, Lin Yi felt quite normal. Apart from some indescribable awkward feelings, there was almost no other feeling.
However, on the third step out, Lin Yi suddenly felt that the ground under his feet became a little uneven, and even his center of gravity began to shift...
He wanted to observe the surroundings. Change, but can't.
It is very difficult to maintain such a focus and move forward.
If you are distracted, you may fall down.
This sense of fluctuation is indeed somewhat similar to "layer jump". Lin Yi had received the guidance of Lao Mo. Now he can't say that he is comfortable in adapting to it, but he is somewhat familiar with it.
Of course, if you want to achieve this step, you need to concentrate on it. Looking around will definitely not work.
But soon, he stopped observing the environment, and the environment came to him on its own.
His perspective began to undergo a strange twisting and stretching shift uncontrollably. This shift had no logic at all, just like a novice pastry chef kneading dough, and his hands were not strong enough. Every stroke can be called "the power of letting go".
And this sense of random and illogical spatial fluctuations began to have an impact on his vision and spatial perception, giving him a nauseating feeling similar to motion sickness.
They shuttled through such layers for a while. When the feeling of a pastry chef kneading dough had almost disappeared, Lin Yi suddenly discovered that they had gone from going downstairs to going up. Floor...
"This...?!"
Lin Yi now had time to observe his surroundings. He looked at the surrounding environment and was shocked in his heart.
I saw that the stairs were still the same, and the candlelight on the wall was still there, but the steps that should have been spiraling downwards had turned into spiraling upwards!
Lao Mo explained: "Do you still remember the concept of 'precision instrument' I mentioned before? Now imagine two meshing screw rods, or the gear of a pulverizer. When the first When one screw rod rotates, the other screw rod that meshes with it will be driven, thus starting to produce a mirror motion with it."
"But in this way, in reverse, we also have. It should be mirrored downward, right?" Lin Yi is a professional in architectural design, so this kind of problem can't trouble him at all.
Old Mo glanced at him: "What if... one of the screw rods is fixed?"
"Fixed? Wait... you mean...?! Lin Yi calculated in his mind, "Once a single point is fixed, the side walking in the opposite direction will be raised or lowered by the other screw at twice the speed! ”
"But Lao Mo...how do you make sure that the other screw is fixed?"
Lao Mo pointed to his head: "Anchor a layer with absolute will as a reference... Then just climb up."
"Absolute Will"
Lin Yi secretly took a breath. He almost forgot that this guy, Lao Mo, locked himself up with his will. A ruthless person who refused to die at the last drop of blood, and then held on until the canteen owner killed him!
It is indeed an absolute will.
"That's it... no wonder the experience students are not allowed to go up and down the stairs on the left hand side." Lin Yi suddenly realized.
Lao Mo nodded and said: "They don't have such willpower. Walking around will only make themselves involved in the unknown layer cracks, and eventually get lost in the endless stairwell, accompanied by fear and collapse. and die of the spirit..."
"Once dead, they will be like red numbers Like a street light pole, it 'drifts' to a dead corner and becomes one of those piles of dead sculptures..."
"'Dead sculpture'?" Lin Yi was startled, and instantly thought of Mao Zi at the end of the stairs. The stalactite grotto I saw was full of ferocious sculptures. Could it be that those were sculptures of dead bodies?
“What does dead body sculpture mean?”
"It's a completely dead sculpture." Lao Mo said, "There are many fake people hidden in the green forest belt of the campus. During the day, the extraordinary power in their bodies will be dissipated, turning into something similar to a sculpture but actually not It's not a sculpture... That kind of thing is essentially a pseudo-person, but in order to distinguish whether it can move, it is named 'sculpture'."
Lin Yi suddenly realized that after all, those pseudo-persons were not moving. , basically no different from sculpture.
The purpose of writing about sculpture in the code is essentially to prevent experience students from knowing the concept of "pseudo-human".
Because of the dummy sculpture, the life form is closer to a nocturnal species.
The dead body sculpture looks like the kind of thing that cannot die anymore. There is absolutely no possibility of transforming into a nocturnal species or a pseudo-human being.
Lin Yi pondered: "So speaking of it...the sculpture of the dead body is the real death?"
"You can think of it in general terms for the time being, but there are always exceptions...don't think that just because it is the sculpture of the dead body. They are not a threat, don't take them lightly at any time," Lao Mo warned.
Lin Yi nodded, keeping in mind Lao Mo's teachings.
Perhaps Mu Daxian also gained a lot of "theoretical knowledge" in this area in this way?
Lin Yi raised his head and looked at the steps above. The stairs were spiraling up, like the Fibonacci sequence without end. A few more glances would make people feel slightly trance-like.
He withdrew his gaze in time and continued walking upward.
The more he walked up, the more he felt that the stone steps under his feet were a little unstable. From time to time, there were some "skeleton" sounds, just like the stone bridge over the river in the old village. When there are many people, there are always some strange noises.
And above the dark Fibonacci steps above the head, some "dong-dong-dong" sounds began to fall, like the sound of raindrops hitting some kind of steady, heavy metal.
Lao Mo suddenly reminded in a deep voice: "Be careful where you step, don't slip, it will be very difficult after entering the fog, don't be attracted by the smiling angel."
"The Fog Area... The Smiling Angel? Didn't it say that there is a night watchman's domain here?" Lin Yi asked confused.
"The night watchman will use all his strength to fight against the arrival of the "angel". His back is still empty. The angel sculpture will attack him at this time. "Lao Mo said, "Mosquitoes can't kill humans, but in the face of that kind of top-level game, any slight impact may cause a butterfly effect, thus triggering a complete collapse of the war situation. ”
(End of this chapter)