"It's crushing me to death, move away! ...Ah! I'm ... out of breath ... out of breath!"
Wenzi was squeezed to the point of bursting by other huge sand "grains". What's even more strange is that after all the limbs were compressed into this hard, smooth and almost perfectly round "sand grain" shell, only this big head was not crushed. After entering the chest, it still stood so firmly outside the body of the "big ball", forming an irregular 8-shaped shape connected by big balls and small balls. When colliding with other "8"s, they were constantly encountering each other. blow.
"Move away quickly! You're crushing me, oh!"
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The "sand" people around him who were like him also made similar roars and complaints. They were all being carried by these six impellers, "displaced" at a steady rhythm, and they were absolutely "involuntarily" .
During the ups and downs, the bumped head gradually adapted to this very regular "collision", and it seemed that the bump had "opened the door": Wenzi began to have the mood to carefully observe this interesting thing. What is going on in the chaotic world of laws?
There is no difference in position between up, down, left, and right, it is the same everywhere: every grain of sand is shining and has a different luster, including himself, although he is not aware of it; the huge blades serve as power, constantly stirring everything. . The container that holds all the grains of sand is also a giant figure 8 in the shape of an "hourglass". Only when it passes through the thinnest "waist" can only one grain of sand pass through, and this is the only thing that cannot The highlight moment will be squeezed. For that moment, Fumiko also desperately tried to expand his "ball diameter", hoping to get stuck there and stay for a while, but he would always be ruthlessly knocked away by the next person and fall into Another earth-shaking round of suffocating operations of "stacking, crushing, ravaging, and transporting" until the next time, when I return to this "waist" one-man position.
I don't know how many reincarnations it has gone through. Wenzi felt that he had traveled to all corners of this container. It was definitely a completely enclosed one-time build with no exit and no way to escape.
The other "sand friends" who were rolling around together seemed to have lost interest in chatting. Unless they bumped into each other at a right angle and were too "close", they would have to grin at each other. He cursed a few words: "You don't have eyesight!"
"I want to ask, how can I go out? Do you know?"
Wenzi still refused to give up and asked every strange "sand" person he had to be "intimate" with.
"Get out? This place was run by 'Wu Chu', and you still want to get out? 'Wu Chu' knows? There is no way out! That damn fat man!"
Finally, a strange "sand" replied. His words "die fat man" and "wuchu" made Wenzi quickly think of two people: Wang Li, the roommate of Beijing University, who lives in the upper bunk; Mu Yi said that she dreamed The person who taught her how to make a "six-wheeled hourglass" was called "Wu Chu".
Wenzi quickly flashed back to his identity as Xinwu, remembering everything about Wangli, and remembering that he once said to himself: He "is the president of the 'Time Bank' in the song"; and the hourglass made by Muyi , it is the device that measures time!
"Time, King, Wu Chu..."
Wenzi suddenly made a bold hypothesis: He was now trapped in Wang Li's dream world. Since Xinwu could come and go so freely in the Spring and Autumn Period, why couldn't he Wang Li?
If this conclusion is true, then now, we have to find Wang Li and let him recognize himself. Only then can we possibly save him from this sand body in the "no-exit" world.
The problem is that there is no "logic" in the dream world. They have not discussed in advance how to prove that they are themselves. When they dive into Wang Li's dream, it is still a "chaotic" world. What should he start with? How to start solving it?
Because this "shell" is too fat, even if there is a chance of being squeezed to the wall of the "container", no organ can figure out what kind of material this "container" is made of, just like a body that can slightly Outside the deformed hard transparent shell is an endless darkness, but within the darkness, there are still some sparse glimmers of light.
When I was wondering what those glimmers of light were, I was suddenly stabbed by a strong bright light and had to close my eyes quickly.
"Want this?"
A loud bell-like voice buzzed. Although this voice pierced the ears, the tone was somewhat familiar.
"let me see!"
A cute little child's voice sounded.
As soon as I opened my eyes and prepared to see who it was, a huge seismic wave struck, and the earth-shaking of all the sand grains began again, and it was accelerated and shaken up and down.
It was like sitting on an accelerating roller coaster. Fumiko found that she was stuck in that "waist position". Just when she was about to take a closer look, she was knocked down by another ball of sand falling from the top of her head, and was buried again. There was no time to make another sound in the pile of sand.
"This isn't fun, give me another one!"
Thank God! With the sound of this "kid's" re-selection, the place finally returned to its original speed.
After returning to normal movement patterns, Fumiko was able to stabilize for a moment, and finally had the opportunity to take a closer look at what was going on outside.
I saw a huge finger shaking in front of the container where I was, and then disappeared, and the endless darkness enveloped the entire world again with a loud "bang" sound.
"What about this one?...How about you look at this one again?...And that one, do you want to look at it too?"
"Well...it's not good...it's better than the first one. Otherwise, take out the first one and I'll take a look at it again!"
Another strong light struck, and the world was turned upside down again. Three huge fingers appeared outside the container where Wenzi was, interlocking and pinching exactly at the "waist" position.
After another violent shaking, Fumiko was stuck in the "waist position" again. This time, her head was right down, with her face facing a big finger.
I saw a huge, round and shiny mirror with several layers of water, and something like an unfathomable black hole suddenly appeared outside. The area of the black hole was still expanding... Suddenly, a row of dense and huge micro-arc angles appeared The bare branches "fanned" down in rows, and then quickly rose up again.
"Hmm! This seems to be better, is it accurate?"
"Of course it's accurate! No matter what environment you are in, you can use it normally and it will never delay your business. By the way, this is based on earth time. East Eighth District, 24-hour mode, okay?"
"Okay, okay, I just need this!"
"Okay! I'll wrap it up for you. It's still in the original packaging! You're so lucky. This is the last one. The others are all sold out."
Darkness sets in again and the continued bumpy ride begins.
