Zhou Lin

boom--

Even Solid didn't foresee that his attack would cause a loud noise like a C4 explosion when hitting the metal wall.

At the same time, a green light suddenly burst out, causing him to close his eyes.

At that moment, he thought that he had made a mistake in judgment, that he had suffered a backlash and would be seriously injured.

However, there is no...

When he came to his senses, he was already falling - falling rapidly in a dark and empty environment.

Solid didn't know if he could still be alive when he landed. He didn't even know if he would land on the ground.

But no matter what, his body made the most reasonable reaction immediately; he pushed his face down and spread his limbs to increase air resistance and was always ready to transmit the energy in his body to each limb. end to offset damage caused by impact.

Even if he is shattered to pieces, as long as it can increase the slightest chance of survival, Solid will do his best.

unexpectedly……

After a few more seconds, Solid's tense body suddenly relaxed.

Because he has already landed.

There was no impact, no pain, and he didn't even notice when he touched the ground.

When he felt it, he was already lying on the ground.

"Huh..." After a brief surprise, Solid adjusted his breathing and climbed up from the ground with his hands on his hands.

Almost the moment he stood up, the space he was in was lit up.

This is a quadrilateral room. The surrounding walls are all made of metal and are black in color. On these black metal walls, there are a large number of murals and texts engraved on them. A lot of cyan energy is like the glowing blood under the black skin. , flowing and shining through the textures of those words and paintings.

After looking around for a week, Solid looked up again; although he didn't expect to see the hole he made, he still couldn't help but sigh when he saw the intact ceiling close at hand. .

There is no doubt that he has entered an abnormal space, where human senses are unreliable. His "feeling of falling" before may not be real, and what he sees, hears, touches, and feels at this moment... may not be true either. It's "real".

All he could do now was act cautiously and hope that he would be lucky enough.

…………

Time passed unconsciously, but Solid's investigation made little progress.

He checked the entire room carefully, but couldn't find even a gap where the walls joined, let alone say anything.

Those murals and texts were also things he couldn't understand. Maybe Professor Rodrigo could tell something here, but Solid couldn't.

Fortunately...Solid is an extremely calm person, and he is very capable of accepting and adapting to "bad news". When encountering adversity, what he is always thinking about is "Now that the matter is here, how should I solve the problem?" ” rather than “It’s really unlucky that this happened to me, why did it happen, and who should I blame?”

Therefore, he rarely gets depressed and would rather use the time to do something useful than waste time on such meaningless emotions.

"Whether it's ancient civilization or aliens... Unless they know how to walk through walls, there must be some mechanism in this room to open the exit..." Solid murmured to himself while touching the wall and moving forward slowly. .

He began to re-examine the room in the form of "touching" rather than "observing", hoping to find clues.

Not long after, he made a discovery... At that moment, his hand gently touched a palm-shaped symbol on a mural. As a result, within two seconds, the floor under his feet lit up, and then, cyan The bright light engulfed the entire room.

This intense light was so intense that it was impossible to open one's eyes. Even though Solid protected his eyes with his hands, it was of no avail, because the light could pass through his palms and even his eyelids.

Fortunately, the light did not last long, and dimmed on its own after just a few seconds.

Solid quickly opened his eyes again, and then... saw incredible changes.

The space he was in had changed.

Originally he was trapped in a quadrangular room, but now he was standing in a triangular cylindrical room; the walls of the room were still made of black metal, and the walls were also covered with murals and lights lit by green light. The text, as for the content of the mural... Although Solid couldn't understand it, he was sure that it was different from the one in the quadrangular room just now.

"Molecular teleportation?" Solid was surprised, and this idea immediately popped into his mind.

Many years ago, Solid accepted an escort mission, and the target he escorted was a group of scientists who were secretly funded by the federal government and engaged in research on "molecular transmission technology"; according to the intelligence known to Solid, this The technology was only in the theoretical stage at the time, and at least when he came into contact with those people, there had not yet been any successful experiments on living animals.

He completed that escort mission smoothly, basically just going for a formality... However, half a month later, he received another "purge order", and the purge targets were the same group of people he had escorted.

Solid didn't ask much about this matter. Anyway, he didn't establish any deep friendship with those scientists, so he immediately led the team and set off...

But when he rushed to the scene, what was waiting for him was the ruins of a research institute that looked like it had been bombed by missiles, and a large number of broken corpses from humans and other experimental animals.

After that, it was said that EAS took over the investigation and launched an operation code-named "Hunter", but that had nothing to do with Solid. The only thing he could be sure of was... After the incident, there was no discussion about "molecular teleportation" The research project has been shelved by the federation.

Unexpectedly, today, in the ruins buried deep underground (although he was not entirely sure, Solid still tended to think that he was inside the pyramid at this moment), he actually saw... and experienced it personally Similar and very mature transmission technology.

"Handprint!" After thinking for a moment, Solid quickly thought of the reason for the teleportation.

Without saying a word, he started looking for the handprint symbols in the triangular cylindrical room; five minutes later, he searched all five metal walls and found three.

The size of these handprint symbols is slightly smaller, and they do not look like the hands of adults, but more like those of children. This undoubtedly reminds Solid of the small "black shadow" that he had tracked before. If something unexpected happened, there must be some connection between the disappearing black figure and the facilities in front of him.

But right now, Solid's priority is how to escape from this space while he still has enough strength. He can wait until it is safe to think about other things.

"Each handprint can transport people to a different place..." Solid's eyes swept over the three handprint symbols one by one, "If I can understand the murals or text on the wall, I should be able to know Where did the teleport go? It's a pity..."

Solid is also very open-minded about things that cannot be done. If you don't understand, you just don't understand. At this time, just try your luck calmly.

In this way, he embarked on a long "teleportation journey".

I don’t know how long it took, but after visiting hundreds of rooms made of geometric figures, the hope in Solid’s heart... gradually extinguished.

He had an idea - maybe he was no longer in that pyramid.

Regardless of whether the space he broke into belonged to a super-ancient civilization or aliens, since these guys have mastered molecular transmission technology, the concept of "space" is not limited to a certain building; theoretically speaking , any room Solid is in may be located at any coordinate point on the earth... no... in the universe.

Maybe these rooms are endless, and unless he masters the rules or deciphers the information on the walls, random teleportation will never allow him to find the exit.

Thoughts like this will naturally bring about fear and despair.

In the first few dozen transmissions, Solid would roughly remember the shape of the room and the murals on the walls each time he entered a room; but as the number of transmissions increased, the accumulation of information made short-term memory blurred. and confusion, he had to give up memorizing complex information and just remember the number of transmissions.

And after teleporting more than two hundred times, even "counting the number of times" has become a torment, because every time you teleport, there is only disappointment waiting for you... The gradually increasing number is also slowly increasing. Lost the purpose.

What made Solid feel even more uneasy was that... after teleporting more than three hundred times, he realized belatedly that he had been unable to feel the "passage of time" since he didn't know when.

Even based on the calculation of "one teleportation per minute", Solid has been wandering around these rooms for more than five hours, but until now, he is not hungry, thirsty, sleepy, or tired...

There were several times when he couldn't help but suspect that he might be dead, and this place was a "hell from which he could never escape."

All objective factors are causing the crazy factor to continue to grow and impact the high wall built by reason in the mind... If it were an ordinary person, he would have gone crazy or committed suicide, but Solid is still working hard. There is no giving up.

And his persistence and his iron will did not fail him; after the Nth teleportation, Solid's actions finally made progress - he met people, and there were two people.

"Sir!" Soldier No. 2 was also extremely excited when he saw Solid. "Oh my God! You are still alive!"

"It's unbelievable..." Rodrigo seemed not to believe it. He even stepped forward and pinched Solid's arm before saying, "Solid, it's been more than a month. How did you survive?"

"What did you say...?" Solid was originally very happy when he saw these two people, but the professor's words immediately made him shiver and shiver all over.