Data Wasteland

"Go the same way." Chen Xing made the decision without hesitation. The terrain here is a bit like a maze, and if you change direction rashly, it is easy to get lost.

He took out a small cloth bag from his backpack, collected some small stones, and planned to throw one at the fork, so that he could identify the way. However, after walking forward for a long time, I encountered five or six stone statues, and there was still no fork in the road.

"It's huge..."

After more than twenty minutes, Chen Xing stopped exploring and stayed in place to think. He was a little puzzled. It stands to reason that downstairs was a meeting place, and judging from the murals, many people came.

To satisfy such a large number of people coming in and out, the design can't be too complicated, and they won't be able to get out in 20 minutes. Secondly, it looks like a defensive facility, a place to trap and block the enemy. It can be seen that the exit of the tower is probably on the first floor, but they don't know how to open it.

To be on the safe side, Chen Xing decided to go back. Solve the problem of the back road first, and then consider in-depth exploration. If you are trapped here, it will be useless to find any treasures.

But at this time, A Qiaomu raised an objection.

"I think we should be more adventurous."

"I agree with your point of view." Chen Xing said.

A Qiaomu was stunned for a moment. He probably didn't expect him to give in so easily, and asked in disbelief, "You mean, let's continue?"

"No..." Chen Xing quickly broke her illusion, "I just want to determine a problem. Assuming that my current judgment is wrong, then who should we listen to?"

A Qiaomu lost his voice immediately, his expression a little helpless.

"Listen to who?" Chen Xing forced her to look at her and asked again.

"You." A Qiaomu said blankly.

"You seem to be a little unconvinced?" Chen Xing said.

"No." A Qiaomu shook his head to deny, his expression still muted.

"I must remind you..." Chen Xing stared at A Qiaomu's eyes with a serious attitude, "If you make me feel uncomfortable, I will make you regret it now."

"I will pay attention." A Qiao instinctively shrank back.

"Let's go." Chen Xing waved his hand. A Qiaomu nodded cautiously and walked towards the path.

"Ah!" When Chen Xing passed by Chen Xing's side, Chen Xing suddenly put her on her shoulders and frightened her.

"Be honest!" Chen Xing said viciously.

"Yes, yes..." A Qiaomu lowered his head and walked forward, like a child who made mistakes.

Next, the two went one after the other, separated by more than ten meters. Looking at A Qiaomu's back, Chen Xing suddenly felt that it would be nice to bring a woman like this with him. You can block bullets in front of you when you fight, and you can use it as a cushion when you sleep.

Although the ghost fox looks good and has a decent body, it is still inferior to A Qiaomu. First of all, A Qiaomu's chest and buttocks are big enough and full of sensuality. According to his observation, the bust should be 34D, similar to Ye Yang Qingyan. Although it is not as good as Yeyang Bailiu's 38F and Suna's 32E, it is enough. Secondly, Aqiao has strong muscles and elastic body, and it functions very well as a mattress. Third, A Qiaomu showed great fear of him, with an indescribable sense of conquest.

Between his thoughts, A Qiao Mu in front of him suddenly stopped.

"Huh?" Chen Xing made a questioning and urging voice.

"There is a problem with this road." A Qiaomu frowned and said thoughtfully.

"What's the problem?" Chen Xing looked around, still silent stone guards on both sides.

"We just had a fight here." A Qiaomu said.

"How do you judge?" Chen Xing asked. The scenes here are very similar and it is difficult to determine the specific location.

"After the last battle, I walked seven thousand three hundred fifty-four steps, and then walked back..." Aqiaomu explained, "My steps are very stable, the error will not exceed ten meters, this is as a sand The basic survival skills of the people. You must know that in the endless sandbar, distance and direction are life."

The two walked forward for a while, and Chen Xing also felt the problem. Although he did not have such a precise sense of distance, judging from the time and speed of travel, they were already beyond the position of the previous battle.

However, there is only one road here, without any fork in the middle.

Ghost hit the wall?

He shuddered at the thought of the spiritual legends on the earth.

The so-called "ghost hitting the wall" is called "subconscious circular motion" in science. It means that when people are walking at night or in the suburbs, because they can't distinguish the direction, their self-perception is blurred, and they don't know where to go. To spin around.

The other non-scientific explanation is that there are gods and ghosts at work, affecting human judgment.

He speeded up his pace and walked forward, his face becoming more and more solemn, and the evil thoughts just now had been forgotten.

Twenty minutes later, they still stayed in the passage and did not see the fog door coming up. Regardless of distance or time, it is far beyond the original position. He clearly remembered that they had destroyed nine stone statues, but on the way back, they did not see a single wreck.

"Suddenly, we are fainted..."

A Qiaomu muttered to himself, his voice trembling. Although Chen Xing didn't know the meaning of "halosha", literally, it should be similar to a ghost hitting a wall.

"Oh my God, it's Seth, he, he wants to take us away!" A Qiaomu showed horror, clutching Chen Xing's arm tightly.

"Calm down." Chen Xing patted the woman on the shoulder, then sat down on the spot, thinking carefully about every detail before.

The best way to analyze a problem is to list all the possibilities, and then consider them one by one.

To be sure, they encountered something incomprehensible.

The first possibility is that they have encountered a supernatural phenomenon. However, based on his experience as a human being, the possibility of a ghost hitting a wall is very low. The world's interpretation of supernatural phenomena is very complete. There are no so-called "ghosts", only "spiritual bodies".

The spirit body is the psychic energy that bears the imprint of the life of the species. It is just a mass of energy and has no ability to do strange things.

Then there are other possibilities, such as...

The maze is moving!

After a long time, he stood up again. To verify this, we must move on and collect more information.

"Let's go," he stood up and said.

"No, Sete wants to take us away, we can't resist..." A Qiaomu seemed to be frightened, shaking his head desperately, and refused to act.

"Who is Dorset?" Chen Xing asked.

"The ruler of the Great Sand Continent, the ancestor of the sand people, the omnipotent **** of the desert." A Qiaomu said.

"I don't know how terrible Scitech is, but I can assure you..." Chen Xing squeezed her chin, "If you don't go, I will be even more terrible."

A Qiaomu's body trembled and immediately stood up and continued to move forward. Perhaps in her world, Chen Xing is a more terrifying existence than a god.

In this regard, Chen Xing is very satisfied.