Xie Zhi suddenly felt that something was wrong. He looked at Xiong Ansui again, only to find that Xiong Ansui, who was next to him half a second ago, had also appeared dozens of meters away, along with his seat and his belongings. Carrying a backpack.
Xie Zhi shouted Xiong Ansui's name loudly, but when the sound came out of his mouth, Xie Zhi felt that he was not calling someone in the reporting hall at all, but in the endless prairie.
When Xiong Ansui turned around when he heard Xie Zhi calling him, Xiong Ansui also turned into a small dot on the horizon in Xie Zhi's eyes.
Xiong Ansui shouted at Xie Zhi, but when those words reached Xie Zhi's ears, they turned into weak wind.
The distance was too far to hear clearly.
Xie Zhi looked at the small dots on the horizon. Each dot represented a chair where a sleeping student sat.
Among the dots on these seats, Xiong Ansui is just one of the dots whose figure cannot be seen clearly.
The podium where Wang Dazui was sitting was even further away from him, and the hazy little dot almost disappeared at the far end of the horizon.
The entire grand lecture hall has completely turned into an endless prairie.
But how is this possible!
He didn't leave his seat for a moment, nor did he feel the power that created the world, destroyed mountains and cracked rocks. How come the place where he was was turned into a boundless wasteland in front, back, left and right?
Is it an illusion?
But if it was an illusion, when was he affected by this illusion?
Xie Zhi pinched his arm hard, and the pain in his arm made him feel real.
"The end of the world is too late."
Zhang Hongmian's voice came from the mobile phone held in Xie Zhi's right hand.
"The legendary negative Qing master ranked second in the East Erqun rankings, his true identity has not been disclosed. According to witnesses present, Chi Chi Tianya can change people's perception of space within the scope of influence, and then transform this perception into Change acts on reality.”
"The true identity is unknown..."
Xie Zhi couldn't help but complain,
"The only teachers in the entire lecture hall who have not been arrested by the prison of death are Sun Pingan and Zhou Jingsi. Now that Zhou Jingsi is suffering from jet lag, who else is a possible candidate for Chi Chi Tianya?"
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The suicidal bird feels very bad now.
It was clear that half of her feet had already stepped onto the stage of the reporting hall, but in a blink of an eye, she found that the stage was suddenly far away from her, as far away as ten miles away.
And when the death bird looked up at the initiator of all this, the gray-haired old man with a hunchback just stared at him.
An emotional avatar wearing a yellow-gray raincoat appeared from behind the old man. The avatar wore a straw hat and was suspended cross-legged in mid-air, floating up and down, as if the whole person was sitting on a drifting ship.
The emotional incarnation wearing a bamboo hat was like an old man, doing nothing but staring at the death bird.
But as the old man and the bamboo hat behind the old man turned to look at the death bird, the entire lecture hall began to expand more and more, like an ever-expanding balloon. Every objective thing fixed on the surface of the balloon Things are constantly being pulled away with this inflated balloon.
"Sun Pingan, it turns out you are Chi Chi Tianya!"
The sound of the bird calling for death spread from the bottom of the stage to the top of the stage, but by the time it reached Sun Pingan's ears, the sound of the bird calling for death was already weaker than the wind on the grassland.
The Death Bird and the incarnation of the prison of life behind her were turned into small black dots in the distance by this move.
"Yes, I am, it's Chi Chi Tian Ya."
Sun Pingan's voice echoed around the suicidal bird. Some of the words were far away, but the next few words felt very close. The old voice echoed in the suicidal bird's ears like a ghost.
"Which teachers you trap with a thousand layers of illusion, I trap you with thousands of miles of wilderness, that's fair."
The black smoke cloud behind the death bird surged instantly, and dozens of tentacles made of black smoke were projected from the black smoke cloud at the same time. All the tentacles flew towards the place where Sun Pingan's voice came from. As expected, , not a single tentacle could successfully attack Sun Pingan.
"I am not in the places you attack. I am right in front of you from beginning to end."
Sun Ping'an's voice was still unhurried and unhurried. It was far and wide, like the wind blowing through the leaves in the forest.
"I didn't go anywhere, I just stood on the stage, standing on the edge of the podium 10,000 kilometers away."
The figure of the old man became a small dot on the horizon in the sight of the dead bird, but the dead bird could still feel the old man's gaze, which was hidden in the small dot on the horizon. Sun Ping'an still watched intently. Own.
Naturally, Sui Dieniao didn't believe Sun Ping'an's remarks.
Not only did the death bird not believe it, but it even accelerated and ran while manipulating the smoke tentacles behind it to produce crazy output towards the small dot on the horizon.
From the perspective of the dead bird, it is completely impossible to change the distance and the width of the space from a practical level. There is a high probability that Sun Ping'an's Chichi Tianya is the same as his own Prison of No Life. , is a kind of hallucination effect.
His own prison of lifelessness can make people who enter it feel the illusion of death thousands of times. Sun Ping'an's Chichi Tianya can naturally make people trapped in it feel the illusion of the distance being stretched ten thousand times.
Since it is an illusion, it means that outside of the illusion, in the real world, he should still be about to step onto the stage with half a foot as before. And Sun Pingan, who summoned this illusion of distance, should still be standing on the stage giving a speech at this moment. The left side of the stage and in front of Zhao Haiyang.
“If you want to break through the illusion, you must plant an indestructible belief in your heart.”
The dead bird thought to himself,
"I have to believe from the bottom of my heart that this illusion is false, in order to have a chance to break through the constraints of the illusion."
Thinking of this, the suicidal bird closed its eyes.
She no longer uses her eyes to see the changes in the land under her feet and the scenery in the distance. Instead, she only relies on her mental composition of the large reporting hall to locate where she is in the reporting hall and where Sun Pingan and others on the stage are. In which direction.
The suicidal bird firmly believed in her heart that everything in front of her was an illusion, but when she opened her eyes, Sun Pingan and the podium were still on the horizon of this thousands of miles of wasteland.
The size of the small black dot is actually further away than before.
"Sorry, you guessed wrong."
"Chi Chi Tianya is not an illusion, but has changed the reality of this moment and here in a real sense."
"So of course you have no way of finding your way out of the hallucination through anchoring."
Sun Pingan's voice sounded again, with plenty of confidence in it.
"I know exactly what Human Scale wants to do."
"I know what you have in mind."
"You used many birds that are good at fighting, including the red-tailed hawk, Steller's eagle, and bald eagle, to block Principal Zhao in the sea of consciousness, and you also wanted to use the dead bird's lifeless prison to defeat one against a hundred. I just want to kill the enemy and create enough time to rescue my companions..."
"As long as all this goes well, then you will successfully rescue the seagulls from Yanshui University."
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"And all of this is based on the premise that none of the teachers and students on the ground can escape from your inanimate prison in a short time. If the premise is established, you can use the inanimate prison to have a nearly A rescue experience in and out of uninhabited territory.”
"But... can your so-called premise really be established?"
Sun Pingan's eyes shone brightly, and the distance between the death bird and the stage further lengthened.
"I think, no."
"Indeed, if you can touch a corner of my clothes with the tentacles of the prison of lifelessness, I will follow in the footsteps of my colleagues and be absorbed into your thousand-story illusion of death."
"But, if you can't break my Chi Chi Tianya, how can you touch my clothes?"
Beside Sun Pingan, the letter of review in Wang Dazhuo's hand turned to a new page. Red and white noises quickly appeared and disappeared on Wang Dazhuo's body. Amidst this rapid change, only Wang Dazhuo's letter of review remained. The last one is less than two thousand words.
"It's almost there, there's one minute left! The conversion ceremony will be over soon!"
The pendulum incarnation behind Zhou Jingsi kept swinging the pendulum. With the onset of "anxious jet lag", Wang Dabai read the manuscript at a speed that was even three times faster than before!
"Exit, sue the dead bird, and put the teachers and classmates back."
Sun Ping'an's voice was as calm as water, as if he was talking about a fateful little thing.
"You lose. There is no way for you to get past my changes to the space and come to this podium."
But after listening to Sun Pingan's words, the suicidal bird suddenly laughed.
"No, I won."
The bird of death suddenly accelerated and ran again.
"I win, now."
