You can go up to the third floor. The two of them stood in the stairwell and looked upstairs. They were separated by a flight of stairs, but they still had a general view of the scene above.
There is a door at the exit of the stairwell. Next to the door is a window, but the window is embedded in the wall and integrated with the wall. If you touch it, you can notice that this so-called window cannot be opened at all.
It's not so much a window as it is a three-dimensional painting on the wall.
On the other hand, the door can be opened, but its appearance is unusually abrupt. The door frames on its left and right sides are distorted by the pressure of the wall. The left one and the right one are embedded in the wall in different directions.
The beam on the top of the door did not play the role of opening the door. It collapsed and broke, but the concrete held the broken beam firmly in place.
It is the wall that supports the door. It is like a child's plasticine. After the shape is shaped, the stick is inserted.
The two walked upstairs, and the footsteps in the stairwell continued to echo in the room and were clearly audible. This place was so quiet that there were waves of pulsating sounds in the air.
When the environment was extremely quiet, when not even the chirping of insects existed in the air, the two of them began to feel a sense of depression in their hearts.
Like a big hand, it grasps the heart and holds it tightly and anchors it in depression.
They walked to the door and somehow the two started to sign.
"Want to go in?" Jiang Wan asked.
He nodded, and when he tried to open the twisted and broken door, he didn't feel any resistance from it.
The door opened, and the world inside the door appeared in front of their eyes.
"level 2."
Somehow, a word came into his mind. He looked at the space in front of him, and the moment he looked back, he realized something in his heart: "This is a brand new space... This will be a dangerous world. "
He frowned slightly and turned back to look into the room.
But as far as the eye can see, the room is extremely ordinary.
The two of them hunched over and entered the room together. Inside the room, there was a rectangular door opening on the left and right sides. What could not be seen behind the door opening was a layer of black stuff blocking it. It was pure black, The same thing as imagination, abstraction, stands in the way.
In the center of the room, a long table and chairs were placed across the center. The table was divided into six areas, with flowers, books, and a calculator placed on each area.
They took a closer look and saw that every book on the table was the same, and the calculators were all placed in the same position. They seemed to be the same person, with no different habits, and placed everything in the same place. place.
He looked down at the table and pulled out the chair under the table.
The chair was made of wood, painted with a thick layer of wood paint.
But under the reflective wood paint, the wood was permeated with red and black. He reached out and touched it, and the wood paint was particularly slippery.
Has anyone really sat in this? He couldn't help but doubt this. He lowered his head and saw a small piece of light yellow paper under the table and through a small crack in the table.
He reached out and picked it up, and the note fell to his hand. The handwriting on the note was trembling. He raised his head, took a pen from the table, opened the cap of the pen, and imitated writing on the palm of his hand.
"What is this?" Jiang Wan came to her senses. She walked to Chen Qing and frowned at the words on the note.
On the note, there are three simple lines of text, which may also be called "rules", but the words on the note are too simple, too simple to be believed.
She looked at Chen Qing, whose brows were also furrowed, presumably because he had the same doubts.
"This is too simple...and..." He looked at the text in his hand and hesitated.
“There should be no distractions during working hours.
You are not allowed to visit during working hours.
Do not turn on the lights during working hours.
During working hours, orders from superiors must be followed unconditionally. "
On the note, there are only these four simple lines.
It is quite simple to comply, but the question is... is the message on this note true?
He raised his head and looked around again.
In the center of the room, apart from this long horizontal table, there is also a separate table.
There were no other books on that table, which also made it impossible to see the table immediately at the entrance.
Chen Qing looked at Jiang Wan, flicked the note in his hand and said, "This may be the rule of the second floor... But the problem is that we have no way of knowing whether it is true or false.
I think the words left in Zhang Lan's room are credible, because Zhang Lan's room may also be in the main world, and the entities in the back room... I don't think they can enter the main world casually. "
"Why." Jiang Wan was a little puzzled: "Obviously two of them have escaped."
"That's why I think it's impossible." Chen Qing shook his head and continued to explain: "The simple truth is that if every physical creature could leave the back room at will, the main world would have been destroyed long ago. According to Bu Zhaozhao's inference , these creatures may have existed as long as the earth. You humans have developed for two thousand years, but what about two thousand years ago?
Secondly, this is also a question of probability. We know that the event of the entity escaping from the back room is a small probability, so after the small probability event has already happened, I don't think it will happen again for the second or third time. "
Jiang Wan frowned when she heard this: "But you are gambling."
"Gambling..." Chen Qing smiled, but shook his head: "No. This is not gambling, this is probability, this is mathematics, and it is the truth you can rely on in the universe."
