Creating a Sandbox World

A mysterious, huge human face composed of clouds hangs high above the entire urban area, looking down majestically on the earth. This strange "celestial phenomenon" immediately caused a commotion.

From Lin Tuo's point of view, he managed to bury his face in the clouds, and found that those ant-sized humans in the sand table city raised their heads one after another, as if they had found themselves.

With a very surprised look, they all stopped, or pointed, or took videos with their mobile phones.

"Can they see me?" Lin Tuo was startled, subconsciously straightened up, took a few steps back, left the sand table, and only stood outside the sand table to observe.

And with his "leaving", those densely packed, sesame-like little people in the city gradually dispersed.

In the old house, Lin Tuo's eyes were full of uneasiness.

"Beep." Suddenly, he heard the phone beeping, took it out of his pocket, and found that it was a company group.

Because I just resigned, I haven't quit the group chat yet. At this moment, the chat group in my former department is completely fried.

A piece of information is generally scrolled by swiping the screen.

"Did you see it just now? The clouds in the city actually formed a human face!"

"I saw it! I even took a photo! Look!" A young girl in the department hurriedly uploaded the photo and a few seconds of video.

"What, I ordered takeaway and didn't go out. What happened?"

"...Oh, I missed it."

The atmosphere in the company's department is good, and it's lunch break, so everyone doesn't have much scruples about discussing these things. Even the department leaders participated in the discussion and eat melons collectively.

Lin Tuo didn't speak, just watched the screen silently, but his expression kept changing.

After clicking on the few seconds of video, he watched it several times, and finally confirmed that it was all real.

"This sand table not only provides a perspective of observation... What I do to it will be reflected in reality simultaneously..."

"It's just that my body seems to be transparent."

In the video, it seems that he was overlooking the city just now, but his "skin" does not appear in the screen, and even the position of the eye sockets is only empty.

The entire so-called face was also "rubbed" by his facial features oppressing the clouds, and some areas were still incomplete.

Therefore, it is impossible for anyone to recognize him by this.

"I have to confirm." After thinking for a while, Lin Tuo's eyes became interested. After thinking for a while, he came to the sky above the sand table again, then puffed up his cheeks slightly, and blew slowly.

Immediately, the dark clouds in the central area of ​​the city slowly dispersed.

Because the action was careful, this did not attract too many people's attention.

Then, Lin Tuo stretched out a finger, which fell from the cloudless area and hung over the city streets.

...

Yangcheng central area.

A bustling commercial street.

At this moment, the place is very lively with people coming and going. A man in a suit and leather shoes came to the nearby outdoor parking lot while pulling his collar, took out his key and prepared to leave.

At this moment, he suddenly felt a gust of sultry wind blowing from above his head, and the dust on the ground of the parking lot was also spread around in a ring shape under the effect of this wind pressure.

"En?" The man was stunned for a moment, then raised his head, but only saw the hot sky, "It's strange."

Muttering something, he shook his head and ignored it.

...

In the old house.

Lin Tuo observed the reactions of the humans in the sand table city, and silently withdrew his hand.

"It seems that my limbs entered the sand table in a transparent state. It was only because of the clouds that I was discovered."

"What about other substances? If an apple is put in, is it transparent?" After Lin Tuo calmed down, his mind was wide open, but after thinking about it, he did not conduct the experiment immediately after all.

"Although my limbs are invisible, the force on the city actually exists. If I put an object in hastily, such as an apple, it may cause an earthquake due to the impact...and this will be reflected in reality. "

Lin Tuo swallowed, thinking that if he was not careful, he would destroy Yangcheng if he moved too aggressively, so he subconsciously relaxed his breathing a lot.

"By the way, if this sand table is the real Yangcheng, then, do I exist in the sand table?"

Suddenly, Lin Tuo came up with a bold idea.

He walked slowly around the sand table, and soon came to the outskirts of Yangcheng, and found that the Li Mountain where he was located was also inside the sand table area.

He even saw his own martial arts gym on the "miniature mountain".

"Really?" Lin Tuo's heart skipped a beat, filled with great curiosity, he immediately waved his hand to disperse the clouds above Lishan.

Then he bent down, carefully brought his face close to the martial arts gym in the sand table, and positioned himself in the rear courtyard, where he was now.

Then, he saw the hole in the dilapidated roof and moved his eyes closer.

Lin Tuo was surprised to find that in this matchbox-like house, there was also a table, and someone himself was lying on the table and looking at something.

Lin Tuo took a tight breath, stood up suddenly, turned his head to look at the hole in the top of his head, but there was no "eyeball?"

[A logic conflict occurred, repairing...]

[The spirit and will of the host in the sandbox is stripped, and the real host takes over]

In a trance, information appeared in his mind again. Lin Tuo shook his head and looked at the sand table again, only to find that the ant-sized "self" inside the sand table was standing there stupidly, like a puppet that had lost its soul so-so.

At the same time, Lin Tuo suddenly had a strange feeling. He almost instinctively tried to control this miniature version of himself, and manipulated him to push the door and walk out of the house, out of the martial arts hall, and onto the mountain road.

Then, Lin Tuo put his right hand into the sand table and hung it at the foot of the mountain without touching the ground.

Then he controlled the shrunken version of himself, leaped forward, and jumped into the palm of his hand.

Slowly bring it out of the sand table.

"Really?" In the old house, Lin Tuo looked at the "miniature version of Lin Tuo" standing in his palm in surprise, "Is it because two me can't appear in one time and space at the same time, so there is a conflict? This bug has been fixed gone?"

"Now, the 'ego' in the sandbox has become something like a clone?"

Lin Tuo looked down at his "clone" with complicated eyes, and suddenly his heart moved and he tried to change his perspective.

In the next second, Lin Tuo switched his consciousness to the "clone".

In his field of vision, he was standing on a criss-crossing "earth", and the space became extremely wide. When he raised his head, he could see the huge "body" that looked like a god.

However, because of the switch, the "main body" has no eyes at the moment, and it also presents a puppet-like state.

With a thought.

Lin Tuo switched his consciousness back to his main body, and then looked at the clone in his palm, his heart beating non-stop.

This experience is too exciting.

My heart is almost pounding, I'm afraid I can't bear it...

Letting out a breath, Lin Tuo tried to calm himself down.

"It seems... this sand table can indeed affect reality, or in other words, what it presents itself is the real world..."

There was a flash of understanding in Lin Tuo's eyes, and then his heart started to stir again:

"So, can I use my avatar to enter Yangcheng from the dimension of the sand table?"

As soon as he thought of it, Lin Tuo immediately put the "clone" back in the sand table at the foot of Li Mountain, beside a certain remote national road.

Immediately withdrew his hand and tried to "switch".

...

"Whoosh..."

The light and shadow in front of him changed, and after a trance, Lin Tuo opened his eyes again, and found that he had "leaved" the old martial arts house.

At the moment, I am standing beside a national road.

Raising his head, this world is extremely real. He took a step and trotted into the small town at the foot of the mountain, and saw that everything along the way was the same as the real one.

No, here is the truth.

He just "teleported" from the martial arts hall to the town under the mountain just by switching!

"Xiao Tuo? When did you come back?"

Before he knew it, Lin Tuo walked near his middle school, and saw an old lady who had watched him grow up come out of a shop, and greeted him in surprise.

"Ah, I just came back..." Lin Tuo cheered up and chatted briefly. He didn't say that he was going to reopen the martial arts gym, but that he was going back to his hometown to have a look.

Then he stopped by and bought a lunch nearby, and then ran to Lishan under the noon sun.

It took less than half an hour before Lin Tuo finally came back outside the martial arts gym at home.

During this process, he did not switch back to the "ontology" for the sake of experimentation.

After pushing open the door for the second time and stepping into the wild grassy martial arts arena, Lin Tuo, carrying a bag of hot rice noodles, pushed open the door of the old house with complicated emotions, and saw the puppet-like man standing beside the sand table. "Ontology".

In the next second, his body shrank suddenly, and the takeaway fell to the ground with a thud, and his consciousness automatically returned to the main body from the clone.

...

After half a minute.

Lin Tuo picked up the takeaway and ant-sized "clone" that fell on the ground, and with a thought, the clone turned into a streamer and entered his palm.

He can vaguely sense its existence, and can summon it at any time.

It seems that this is also the ability given by the "Derivation Sandbox" to fix bugs.

"Suck." Sitting on the threshold of the old house, Lin Tuo ate hot rice noodles, forcing himself not to look at the sand table city in the house for a while.

After lunch, Lin Tuo's heart finally calmed down with the cool breeze blowing and sensing the quiet atmosphere of the house where he had lived for more than ten years.

After being in a daze for a few minutes, Lin Tuo suddenly rubbed his face hard, his eyes glowed, he coughed for a moment, and looked at the "virtual panel" in his retina.

With a serious tone, he said, "So, what the hell are you?"