A windy street. The air vibrated slightly, and most of the metal and silicon compounds were shattered in these tremors. In some parts of history, people called this climate the "golden wind" or the "dragon's roar." This kind of disastrous weather will also appear on the streets of the Endless City. However, when a disaster occurs, the computing center will avoid assigning it to unsuitable people. This way, no one will be harmed by such a stupid mistake.
The executor is crossing the street. What he carries on his body is plant fiber fabric from the past mixed with a very small amount of animal fiber lining, and a body that will be mainly detected as carbon-based components. These substances are extremely fragile in the golden wind climate, but he did not suffer any damage. The computing center accurately assessed his abilities.
The shadow extended in front of him, forming a narrow and straight black passage. The executor walked on the small shadow road without any trembling in his clothes. The golden wind completely disappeared over Shadow Road. He moved forward step by step, sliding like he was walking on ice. Suddenly he stopped and started a new round of listening. The roaring sound of the storm passed through his mind without leaving any trace. But far away he heard the ringing of a bell, and the long, curling sigh of sympathy from a cat. He moved forward again.
On another street, sixteen colors of sunlight illuminate the pavement split in two. The left half is covered with dark green and delicate life soil, while the right side is covered with decaying purple rivers. Three living beings are running on this street. The two bipedal ones walk on the soil of life, and the winged ones fly on the river of decay. Qiao Tianyi's mane shone with dreamy colors as it fluttered, as if she herself was a rainbow-colored star. But her expression was not divine, but ferocious and twisted. Half of it was due to the strong air currents on the river, and the other half was due to anxiety.
"House number!" She shouted again in her old aristocratic accent, "What on earth is it!"
No one answered her. Bodi followed behind Yaleriga, running silently. They had interrogated him, but with little violence or polygraph testing. He claimed to know little about the plans of the resurrected Ageless One, and was asked to carry out only a few instructions. And now, even he can't contact the immortal-Kimo, the only immortal who has woken up.
There is probably some truth in this. Yaleriga believes this. It's not surprising that the inventor of his first wish machine made all kinds of weird mistakes. In the description left by Zha, the City of Golden Bells is just a vague myth, and it never involves any details about house numbers or cat people. If it weren't for the fact that the abandoned baby criminal they were tracking was deliberately vague, maybe even the immortal man wouldn't know. It's not clear how the machine is running.
But, having said that, it was a strange thing for the cat people to appear in front of them. She thought dimly in her mind. The wishing machine can create anything, but why it should be created is another question.
But she didn't have time to dwell on the problem. When they ran out of the mountain path, the crazy city streets appeared in front of them. An as yet unclear sense of urgency chased her behind her. There are many cases here that have been used as cautionary tales by "Xunqu" or other tabloid newspapers to illustrate how many unknown dangers will be encountered when exploring an unknown wishing machine environment. Experts try to summarize the rules and try to find some common techniques. However, just like other rules that approximate truth, the more unquestionably correct the information is, the less useful it is.
However, in any case, hacking into a running wish machine environment is very risky. This involves a very basic situational imagination: when a person, who is not subject to any strict environmental control, creates a brand new wish-making machine, the first wish it will make - assuming that the person has enough intelligence and individual independence - often leaving the wishing machine to do its bidding only. Group projects will perform better, because most of the participants are smart enough to think of designing a relatively effective supervision mechanism before the machine succeeds, ensuring that no one of them can make private wishes without collective authorization. That often doesn't stop one person in the group from coming up with a solution. It is absolutely rare for a wishing machine to be invented and freely used by outsiders. If explorers find an unclaimed wishing machine environment - there's no doubt there's something seriously wrong with it. It is extremely imprudent for outsiders who do not understand the design principles to deal with the ether backlash caused by a wrong wish, or a logical loop that is difficult to solve. Experts always stress to explorers of all kinds (and of course, many explorers also think it is unwise to listen entirely to so-called experts) not to try to deal with a wishing machine on your own, whether you intend to close it or keep it for yourself. .
The correct and professional approach is to immediately contact the Star Boundary Regional Management Department through the Star Network, or look for the nearest white tower building and ask the tower guard to report on your behalf. Although these two plans are consistently recommended by experts, explorers from unofficial organizations rarely follow them. From an emotional point of view, they lack romantic and exciting experiences (the official will not take them to participate in the wishing machine environment exploration), and It’s not worth it in terms of income either. There were so many tragic cases that resulted from this, that Yalayliga could count more than ten without repetition in the time it took to polish her horns. But, unfortunately, even she herself was not prepared to comply. The Divine Light Realm is a remote place, and they are currently in the most remote place in the Divine Light Realm. She could not waste any more time going back, handing over a report, waiting for the professionals sent to conduct a detailed examination of her description and identity, and then waiting for these people to come in to explore, seal, and recover , telling her the final results of the investigation. That thought was completely abandoned as she ran through the ever-changing city streets. There was an intuitive urgency in her heart - but that might just be an emotional illusion brought on by the anxiety of the long journey.
"We should go back and report first!" Qiaoqiao Tianyi shouted next to her, as if he could read her thoughts. However, Yaleriga was already very familiar with her. She could tell it was just a formal complaint.
"There's no time," she said. "Remember that person we saw when we came out?"
"You mean that lizard-like thing? Oh, of course I remember! That monster scared me! I must say my horns felt bad about it. It was like the old... Oh, you said it too I don't know. But we have to be careful about that thing! It must be very, very dangerous!
"It has already run in here." Yaleriga said, "We have to avoid it."
That's still a very hazy judgment. In fact, their information about their current situation is so limited, and disaster and trouble may come at any time. They want to find the person they are looking for as quickly as possible through a correct house number - but what is the correct house number?
"What's the bad guy's name?" Qiaoqiao Tianyi shouted, "The name with the number!"
"0305." Yaleriga replied.
They ran to the end of the street. House No. 305 was waiting for them there, along with dozens of other bored visitors waiting at the door. There's nothing special about that. Houses with round numbers are always more likely to attract visitors. Hawa in Room 305 was standing in front of the door, greeting many strange guests while playing a gambling game with some of his closest friends in which chess pieces would fly all over the sky. He seems to be perfectly adapted to this daily situation with so many visitors. There was also someone who had just come out of a party in the square and transformed himself into a cat person.
"Well, I think we're looking in the wrong place." Qiaoqiao Tianyi said a few minutes later. Yaleriga agreed with her. They turned and slipped away before Hawa could greet them.
"Maybe we misunderstood the meaning of the house number." Qiaoqiao Tianyi said as he ran across the next street, "Let's try another way of thinking!"
They ran to the door of Room 5 and soon discovered that it was still wrong. So he crossed another street. A retro cohabitant meet-and-greet is being held in front of House No. 300. Yaleriga accepted a homemade love gem from someone else and ran away before the other party had time to send out an invitation. It was so crowded in front of Room 3 that there was no place to stay.
"Okay, but this might also be a puzzle about base conversion!" Qiaoqiao Tianyi said.
They began to rush towards the room numbers associated with 305. House No. 100110001 and House No. 10301 are much deserted compared to the previous houses. The owners of Houses 461 and 131 are still participating in the commemoration in the square, and they thoughtfully left messages on the door to indicate this. Qiaoqiao Tianyi was not willing to admit defeat, so she immediately reversed the conversion method and started investigating from room 14. After a while, they had run through more than a dozen streets, but still found nothing. The bad news is gradually becoming reality, that is, the house number may not be related to the number 0305. And they have to try it one by one - there are endless enumerations!
"This is impossible!" When they ran through a street raining bubbles, Qiaoqiao Tianyi screamed nervously, "I hate bubbles! 0305! There is no way this has nothing to do with it! 03050305030503050——"
They collapsed and ran to the door of the owner of No. 3050. Lunla was sitting in front of the door, chasing an insect moth with scaly wings.
"Oh, hi, hello, little girl." Qiaoqiao Tianyi stopped and said, "You look so cute! I'm so happy to see a little girl like you without gears or fire vents!"
Xinlunla stopped chasing the flying insects. She seemed to be fascinated by Qiaoqiao Tianyi's fluffy and elegant feather wings, so she enthusiastically ran to hug the latter's neck and buried her face deep in the thick mane. Qiaoqiao Tianyi swept Saulunla's shoulder with its long tail.
"Oh, okay, okay." Qiaoqiao Tianyi said, "I don't mind. Feel free to touch it. I'm just a little tired... Do you mind letting me go, little cutie? We have to keep looking for someone."
Lunla stared at her a little reluctantly.
"Let's find a kid." Qiaoqiao Tianyi said, "Well, he is glowing all over and has a bad temper. Have you seen it? Well, I think there are too many glowing people here. There must be no difference in describing it this way. What do you think? What shall we say, Jalai? We'd better prepare a portrait, and then try our luck. Oh, and we can also ask a few other people. What does the immortal man who wakes up look like? That's the one. What's his name? Are you here? Kimo?"
Lunla suddenly chuckled. She waved her arms excitedly to attract Qiaoqiao Tianyi's attention.
"Kimo!" she said happily, "Kimo and Zhuer! And Ji Xun! They are all friends!"
There was silence. Qiaoqiao Tianyi and Yaleriga both turned their heads. They stared hard at Purdy.
"Oh, very good, very good." Qiaoqiao Tianyi said, "That's right! We are friends too, right? You little cutie. Friends and friends should share with each other. Do you mind sharing your friends with us? Come on, I can let you ride on my back! Oh, yeah, that's it. Is it fun? Where do your new friends live? Are they not with you now? Which room number? Oh, they went to zero Room number? What's fun there? You don't know? No problem, we can find out. Don't worry, cutie, your friends are our friends - friendship is the greatest magic!"
