Chapter 223 On paper and off paper
"Tarzan is a hammer, that is an 'exoskeleton'." Mu Daxian squinted his eyes, golden light flowing from the slits in his eyes, "Since 1999, many forces have They are all developing exoskeletons powered by extraordinary strength..."
"But...why would the school let such people in? Is it because of lax review...or for some other purpose?"
Mao Feiyang thought about exoskeleton for a few words, and his expression suddenly became strange: "Brother Xian, does this thing... really exist?"
Mu Daxian looked at Mao Feiyang with a strange expression: "Are you an alien? Are exoskeletons rare?"
"In the early days of the establishment of the campus, the official sent many soldiers to wear exoskeletons. Their influence was reflected in the early construction of the campus. However, due to a decision-making mistake, the official sent the soldiers to escort some secret weapons to explore the dark... The Art Building was all destroyed in the end.”
“After that, no power from the technological side entered here.”
“Because in the realm woven by extraordinary power. Inside, the weapons on the technological side are just like a joke..."
"So, the forces headed by the company began to study 'extraordinary weapons', which is to use the power of science to apply part of the 'extraordinary power'. This enables a combat method in which a person with strong physical fitness is equipped with an exoskeleton carrying extraordinary power. "
"Referred to as...'enchanted' weapon."
"The person just now... was wearing something similar, but this kind of technology is not mature yet, at least not mature enough in the 21 years since I joined the school..."
"Hiss..." Mao Feiyang said deeply He took a deep breath.
"What's wrong?" Mu Daxian looked at Mao Feiyang puzzled.
"Nothing..." Mao Feiyang shook his head, rubbed his head and muttered in a low voice, "21 years ago...there was a company that mainly built exoskeletons? Am I crazy, or... ...Amnesia..."
He looked at Mu Daxian strangely, and after a few hesitations, he couldn't help but said: "Brother Xian...what did you do before you entered the school?"
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"Do you believe me when I say I fly a Gundam?" Mu Daxian was just thinking about the problem when he blurted out the words.
"If I didn't believe this before, now...I might believe it a little bit." Mao Feiyang said seriously, "So, even Gundam can't destroy the nocturnal species in the Art Building?"< br>
“You really fucking believe that I can fly a Gundam?” Mu Daxian said scornfully, “I have fought with the Gundam before, but I have never flown it.”
“Okay... ..." Mao Feiyang spread his hands.
Mu Daxian said: "But don't be too optimistic. Even if you really drive the Gundam, it will be useless coming here."
"When the level of a certain power is strong enough to distort the three dimensions, then anything attached to the three dimensions cannot effectively attack it."
Mu Daxian paused, looked at Mao Feiyang, and asked : "Are you afraid of the patterns drawn on the paper?"
Mao Feiyang was speechless.
"If you are afraid, you can tear off the paper." Mu Daxian added, "Even after you tear off the paper, do you still need to ask if you agree with the pattern?"
Mao Feiyang I was shocked and didn't know what to say.
"Let's go, keep looking for the light bulb, there's only one left to go." Mu Daxian withdrew his gaze and patted Mao Feiyang's shoulder.
Mao Feiyang stood up in a daze and followed Mu Daxian silently.
While walking, he suddenly asked: "Brother Xian..."
"You said."
"The angel sculpture... is painted on paper ”
"Yes."
"Angel sculptures are still just on paper?"
"On paper, and at best it's just a larger pattern."
"What about..."angel"? "
""Angel", it's still on paper. ”
"What about Him?"
"Let's put it this way, on the same piece of paper, the angel sculpture is a bicycle, the "angel" is a motorcycle, and He is a supercar. Although the hierarchy is clear, at least It's all on paper. "
"Hey...Brother Xian, how do you know which Him I am talking about? "
Mu Daxian said speechlessly: "The limit of your cognition is this. The 'him' you call is the guy we met last night who was chased by angels... And what I just said The first 'He' is the thing outside the paper. "
"Because there is no more ta that can be used, so as long as it is powerful enough to recognize, the concept of ta is the same to us. ”
"People can crush ants to death, and tanks can also crush ants to death. For ants, based on the fact that they can crush themselves to death, there is no difference between humans and tanks. But the problem is that in the eyes of tanks, there is actually no difference between humans and ants. What a difference."
Hearing this, Mao Feiyang felt his scalp numb and the chill on his back.
The same goes for Lin Yi.
At this moment, he really felt how small he was.
It seems that in the face of that level of existence, the boundaries between life and death are blurred, because the life and death you care about may not matter at all in the eyes of the other person.
"I passed by your world unintentionally, and your world was destroyed"
"I destroyed your world, but I didn't even know it"
At this moment, He really felt a feeling of smallness and powerlessness, like a child who was building a sand fort on a beach, naively thinking that the sand fort was indestructible.
But the sea doesn’t need to launch a tsunami at all. It only needs a small wave to smooth out the sand fortress.
The Laughing Angel is almost incomprehensible to them, but they can only get a commandment that "those who cover the fog and chase the light will eventually become an phantom"...emmmm...this commandment seems to be It’s not about angel sculptures, but Mao Feiyang thinks it might be close.
No matter how powerful or terrifying it is, it is nothing more than an insect chasing the light of fire like a moth...
Small and sad.
Thinking of this, Lin Yi suddenly no longer felt that the Laughing Angels were so scary. They were just sad wretches.
Hmm...compared with them, I really don't even have the qualifications to be fucking miserable.
Too small.
One is small and sad.
One is small and ridiculous. Such a small thing cannot even control its own life or death.
Oh.
"Hey..." Lin Yi sighed quietly.
At this time, Mu Daxian's voice sounded in his ears.
"It's done, Kairun Kairun!"
Mu Daxian received the fourth petrified light bulb into a cloth bag, and then started to leave the deep forest with Mao Feiyang.
It was getting late at this time, and the light at dusk made the shade in the depths of the dense forest extend outward, followed by some vague mountain mist.
Muda Xian is a brave man. Although the fog has covered his calves, he is still calm and composed, like an explorer walking in the tropical rain forest.
Mao Feiyang, on the other hand, gradually began to get closer to Mu Daxian as time went by, for fear of accidentally causing an accident.
The humanoid sculptures that are a little closer to the shade have already made some subtle movements, as if they sense the presence of Mu Daxian and Mao Feiyang, and they can't help but want to look at them. Due to the past movement trend, the neck began to make a slight "crunching" sound.
"Don't worry about them." Mu Daxian reminded, "Always remind yourself that they can't see us."
"Sculpture-level dummies, "sensory" ability fluctuations The range is very large, but it will not be higher than the lowest level of art students... Your information depth is higher than it. Even if it senses you, it usually does not dare to do anything to you. ”
Mu Daxian explained patiently.
"First of all, we are all polluters with extraordinary power. We are born from the same roots, so why rush... As I told you before, our essences are similar, except that we are "living" polluters. , and they are "alive" in their own definition, but they are "dead" in our definition. "
"Secondly, just like the laws of the animal world, their level of pollution is not as good as ours. Therefore, just like pigs and dogs are afraid of tigers and leopards, they cannot attack us unless we reveal a huge flaw. . "
Mao Feiyang nodded as if he understood: "Then what if we accidentally interact with them? "
Mu Daxian raised the sculpture arm in his hand and said lightly: "Then kill them. The immortality of the group does not mean the eternity of the individual, do you understand? "
"It seems...I understand a little bit. "Mao Feiyang responded.
"Hey, you will gradually understand these things. If you encounter more 'incidents', you will become an experienced driver." Mu Daxian said with a smile.
Mao Feiyang subconsciously asked: "Is it...that all those who have not become experienced drivers have died?"
Mu Daxian's mouth twitched slightly: "You It’s really easy for the boy’s intelligence to flourish in such a tricky angle... Ahem, yes, the only ones who can survive on the battlefield are veteran drivers.”
“There’s only so much art in the art building. students, right?"
"Because there are only a few...art students have a very fast 'metabolism', and many of them are freshmen, so we will try to reduce the loss of freshmen's combat strength, uh no, casualties, and will try our best to help you grow up.”
"But I still want to leave. My roommates are waiting for me..." Mao Feiyang muttered softly.
“You can leave.” Mu Daxian glanced at Mao Feiyang, “Art students like me actually have the right to leave, but...when it comes to me, basically I won’t do it because of personal reasons. The reason for leaving the Art Building."
"Ah? Why?"
"It may be a bit ridiculous, but it's probably because..." Mu Daxian suddenly stopped and walked from the hillside. I took a look at the campus.
The campus is built in a mountainous area. You can't actually see the entire campus at a glance, not even a few teaching buildings. Mu Daxian's eyes seemed to be shining with golden light.
At this moment, a brilliant golden light fell in the western sky. The sun, which had been hanging in the sky for a whole day without even being able to cast a few rays of light, came a little tiredly to the rolling mountains in the west. It blushed and glowed in the last moments.
It is difficult to tell whether it is the reflection of the setting sun in Mu Daxian's eyes, or the golden glow that belongs to an art student.
"Because..." His tone was very calm, without helplessness or unwillingness, just a long calm, "...some kind of 'responsibility'."
"Responsibility... Ren?" Through Mao Feiyang's eyes, Lin Yi looked at Mu Daxian's face reflecting the sunset, and for some reason, he felt an indescribable sense of sincerity.
"In the evening one day in the future, if you will feel the same as I do now, then you will understand why I said this." Mu Daxian said seriously, "Look at this Campus, isn’t it very peaceful now?”
"Yes."
"This calmness is an illusion, but...even if it is an illusion, we need to try our best to protect it. This is the meaning of the existence of the Art Building."
" Come on, follow me to the place where Tarzan dug the hole just now, and then it's time to prepare to report to the teaching building." Mu Daxian patted Mao Feiyang's shoulder and let out a long sigh of relief.
“Go now?” Mao Feiyang’s eyes widened, “Is it time for dinner now?”
“It’s not too late to have this meal.” Mu Daxian shook his head and said , "In the past few days, I have been unable to eat anyway. One more meal or one less meal makes no difference."
"Uh... okay." Mao Feiyang said.
After a while, the two came to the lamppost where Shan Nan dug the hole.
There are heavy traces of excavation here. Shannan didn’t even plan to fill in the excavated soil again. He probably never thought that anyone would come here.
Or, he didn't care at all about being discovered that there was such a pit here.
Lin Yi didn’t feel anything when he was far away, but when he came here, he realized that the pit was not small at all, and was even larger than the buried bag. look.
Mu Daxian was not concerned about the pit. He found that the dead leaves piled up beside the street lamp pole had been pushed aside, and there was also a strange symbol on the base, like a specially made mark.
The mark looks like a few circles drawn with white chalk along the pole of the street light pole. Even if you see it, you won't care.
Mu Daxian touched the white circle lightly, squinted his eyes and muttered: "It was already planned..."
Mao Feiyang thought about it: "Brother Xian, what do you mean? , someone buried something here, and then marked it, and asked Tarzan to come here to pick it up?”
“Well... the code name of ‘Tarzan’ is too weird. Since he is a man, How about we take the word mountain from Tarzan and give him a codename of ‘Mountain Man’?”
After thinking about it for a while, Mao Feiyang unexpectedly got the title Shan Nan by coincidence.
"Don't you think the title 'Mountain Man' is weirder?" Mu Daxian said speechlessly, "Forget it, a two-letter title is easier to remember than a four-letter title. Let Shannan be Shannan."
"I understand. This mountain man should be carrying out an organized and premeditated operation. His exoskeleton was not brought in at once, but in batches."
< br>"This also explains why his exoskeleton is different from what I remember. It should be a modified part, which can be separated into some special mountaineering and camping equipment, protective gear, etc. Wait, but by disassembling and reconstructing it in another way, and adding the contents of another bag, you can assemble that exoskeleton..."
"Wow, there is something."
Thanks to book friend "usjdnshhs" for the tip! !
(End of this chapter)