I make the game come true

"fail"

"Daedalus.

Zhou Li told all the information he had found out, but the electronic door in front of him still did not respond.

"Is it still not right? Is it possible that this door cannot be opened at all?"

"Could it be that the development team hasn't finished it yet?"

Zhou Li returned to the electronic door again. He now seriously suspected that there might be nothing behind the electronic door.

The development team hasn't finished it yet.

Thinking of this, Zhou Li sighed,"If it can really be opened, it can't just let the players guess blindly, there must be an information prompt, right?"

Zhou Li looked at the electronic door in front of him and slowly stretched out his right hand,"Hello?"

"Hello."

The expression on the electronic door lit up, and a mechanical voice sounded.

Can they really talk?

Zhou Li was stunned for a moment,"What's your name?"

The electronic door replied:"B133."

Zhou Li thought for a while,"B133, is it possible that there is no password to open the door at all?"

Electronic door:"The password exists."

Zhou Li:"Then what is the password?"

Electronic door:"It is stipulated in my management program that I am not allowed to tell the password to anyone."

Zhou Li looked at the walls around him,"What if I bypass you and dig directly through the wall?"

Electronic door:"With the current technological level of your planet, you do not have the ability to destroy cosmic alloys."

"The hardness of the cosmic alloy is PTS level. Under the premise of non-star-destroying weapons and single god individuals"

"Your technical conditions and equipment conditions are not capable of changing the form of cosmic alloy or decomposing it."

Cosmic alloy?

Godly entity?

Zhou Li was stunned.

In other words, if you want to dig in, you need to have at least the attack power of a god or a star destroyer?

That's probably nonsense.

"Forget it, I'd better go back to killing monsters honestly."

……

Misty Forest.

The rescue operation is still going on, and more and more people are entering the Misty Forest.

A group of people gathered together and drew Gobang with wooden sticks. Most of them are so bored that they have hair growing on their heads.

"So, why don't we contact the authorities?"

"Already contacted...but no official response"

"Is this a bug?"

"That thing started to babble again. I don't know what it was saying. It was babble."

"What bird language?"

"I don't understand, who knows what it means?"

……

The crowd could not understand what the Lord of Mist was saying, so the Lord of Mist was not speaking to them.

Instead, he was speaking to Ye Qiu. He was asking Ye Qiu what he was doing.

Since there was no hope of rescue, Ye Qiu could only try to break the fog chess game himself.

He wandered around in the forest for a few days, but there was almost no special information. At this moment, Ye Qiu was holding a wooden stick and writing a few distorted words on the ground.

"Mist, this is how mist should be written in the ancient language of the gods."

The Lord of Mist didn't know what he was doing," Your name is very ugly."

Several black lines suddenly appeared on Ye Qiu's forehead,"You are a bit talkative."

Ye Qiu has been thinking about the mist chess game these days.

Since it is a chess game, there should be chess pieces and a chessboard, right?

If the entire misty forest is regarded as a chessboard, and the Lord of Mist is regarded as the person playing chess, then what are his chess pieces? What are the chess pieces held by the person playing against him?

If there are no chess pieces, why is it called a mist chess game?

Where does the word chess game come from?

Is it just because it sounds good?

That's too sick!

Ye Qiu feels that everything that exists must have its reason. Since the atmospheric school calls the place where the Lord of Mist is a mist chess game.

It must be similar to There must be some way to break the chessboard.

Ye Qiu tried to think of the trees as chess pieces, but these things did not seem to be under the jurisdiction of fog.

He tried to think of some boulders as chess pieces, but these things did not seem to be under the jurisdiction of fog either.

The only things under the jurisdiction of fog were the atmosphere and the clouds.

Clouds?

Ye Qiu raised his head suddenly, but there was still a large area of fog in the sky, and he could not see the sky at all.

However, the colors of these fogs were dark and heavy. Some foggy places were more condensed, and some were thinner.

The concentration of fog was different?

Suddenly, Ye Qiu seemed to have discovered something.

"The dark mist condensed into words, which were the ancient language of the gods."

"But here, it doesn't look like words, it looks more like some kind of pattern."

"For example, horses?"

"Then this one… looks like a person."

Ye Qiu turned around in the forest, looking up at the sky. The dark fog above his head was different in every place.

Some had a few words, and some were just patterns.

Ye Qiu tried to raise the torch higher so that he could see more clearly.

But the more he looked, the more strange it seemed.

"Horses, people, winged monsters, probably harpy bird demons, snakes, scorpions, dragons, mice, two-headed giants, what on earth do these mean?"

Ye Qiu didn't understand these patterns.

He understood the words, but he didn't seem to understand them either.

"Mist, Longkeng... No, this should be read as dragon insect, air wave, transformation, all things, chess game……"

Ye Qiu felt like his CPU was burning out.

He took photos of all the patterns and words, and organized them into a notebook and kept looking through them.

But at first glance, the words seemed to have no connection to each other.

The same was true for the patterns.

Ye Qiu thought there might be something wrong with his translation, so he rewrote each word in detail.

"Yes, indeed, this word looks like fun."

"If we put these together into a paragraph……"

"The foggy chess game transformed into all things, dragons, insects, snakes, ants, plants, trees, people and stones, just because He was too bored?"

"Hmm... there's a problem"

"But it feels pretty much the same."

In the next few days, Ye Qiu focused on these patterns.

He wanted to try to change them.

So he found a trapped player, who was the only atmospheric school mage here.

"Big pot, is this okay?"

"You have to try it first to see if it works."

"Let's go"

"The use of Boguowo Mofa is not very generous, the chanting C is a bit long, I am tired and wait for a while."

"It's okay."

Then the brother stretched out his hands, and then... nothing happened.

Ye Qiu knew that the brother was silently chanting a spell, so he waited patiently.

This wait lasted for ten minutes.

"No...Brother, are you not well yet?"

"Big pot, I almost finished reciting the last word, but you interrupted me, I have to practice again!"

Ye Qiu's mouth twitched, what a weird thing!

"All right."

This time, Ye Qiu waited for twenty minutes.

"Brother, didn’t you only take ten minutes last time?"

"Finished, Daguo interrupted me again, I almost finished reading it just now!"

A few black lines suddenly appeared on Ye Qiu's forehead,"Brother, can't you remember the words?"

"How do you know?"

"I guessed it. Say the spell to me first, and I'll read it to you, and you follow me, so you don't forget the words."

"Big pot, have you ever thought about this question? If I said I was going to catch the fish, why didn't I just let it go?"

……