The author's diary of ghost stories

What’s next for female graphics?

Although Yu Liang and Aze may be considered rivals, he still admires Aze's unconstrained thinking.

Find "color" as a breakthrough point in the world of black and white, and use "women" as a point of struggle in a peaceful era.

An idea that is both genius and reasonable.

The revolutions in the past only involved those low-end triangular classes, so it was actually just a struggle between the high class and the low class. The nobles could make a fuss based on the differences between the two classes and use their wisdom to divide the various parts.

But women are different.

If they were involved, the scope of the struggle would be greatly increased.

From round families to triangular families, there will always be female figures in the family, right?

Judging from Yu Liang's previous understanding of Regiel, a considerable number of female figures in Flatland are intelligent, such as polygonal nobles like Regiel, but they did not get their due status based on their intelligence.

This seems to be inconsistent with the aristocratic system and political tradition that the high-intelligence graphics have always promoted.

Triangles with acute angles have strong military force, so they are suitable as soldiers to defend the country; polygons with a large number of obtuse angles and sides are more intelligent, so they are suitable as managers to coordinate the resources of the flat country.

On the basis of ignoring the selfishness of graphics, this propaganda argument is reasonable, but it is not easy to ignore.

Among them, female polygons from advanced graphics families have become a "special species" outside of the propaganda.

They grew up in colleges and universities, have certain wisdom, and can always hear the conversations between their husbands or fathers in high positions and other powerful people. They have certain political acumen, but they still have no channels.

To put it simply, the triangles have no wisdom and no decisiveness. What they lack is exactly what the female figures have, and even the revolutionary aspirations of both of them are similar.

Among them, the lower female figure is the bridge of communication between the two parties. They are both female figures and lower figures, and at the same time cannot leave the family. They are the natural glue between the two groups.

In such a struggle, a sense of identity is very important, and Aze has the ability to confuse the graphic mind.

Whether at the macro level or the micro level, Aze's grasp of human nature is very precise.

Uh, okay, actually it should be graphic character.

If these figures can be incited to participate, the power of the struggle is strengthened.

However, Aze's approach was different from what Yu Liang expected. That guy did not simply learn the tricks of gender war.

Think about it, the gender war only emerged with the development of social productivity, and this flat country has no foundation for development.

Everything is about adapting measures to local conditions and emphasizing the characteristics of a flat country.

Here, the strong power of women is also reflected by color.

On the morning of the third day, Yu Liang learned an interesting thing from the gossip in the tavern.

Since the Color Act did not plan for the colors that female figures could have, this resulted in a large number of women choosing alternating gold and silver dyeing schemes.

From an appearance point of view, there is no absolute difference between the female figures and those real high-level figures. After adjusting their voices to make their voices thicker, these female figures are exactly the same as the high-level figures.

The tone of their voices, the wisdom in their minds, their artistic accomplishments...

Enough to make any low figure be impressed without touching it.

And the art of touch seems less important after the color act penetrates into the heart of graphics.

With only a small amount of reasoning and intuitive visual perception, the shapes can recognize each other's appearance, no longer relying on cumbersome touch etiquette.

It became difficult to identify the true male higher figure.

It is not difficult to imagine how attractive this loophole in the bill is to female figures who have always been in a disadvantaged position.

Driven by their inner strength, most of them (some knowledgeable people deliberately ignored this issue) expressed indifference to the chaotic scene that would follow.

In the family, they can use their keen hearing to understand political, economic and church secrets that were originally only known to male higher figures.

They could also hear it in the past, but even if they heard it at that time, it would be useless.

Now, they can even pretend to be advanced graphics and give orders.

Their bodies were only made of gold and silver, and no other colors could be mixed with them. This caused the common people to make wrong judgments, worship the wrong candidates, and even regard those wrong remarks as truth and imperial edict.

This is exactly what the circular class has lost.

On the other hand, Yu Liang realized that he had inadvertently contributed to the chaos and intensified the chaos.

Since he collected all the silver fuel, the dyeing deadline for those polygons and circles that really needed to be dyed gold and silver was delayed.

As for where the paint for the female figures comes from...

Is there any need to guess?

Of course it was Aze Tetsu, and he had his shadow behind all these incidents.

It's a pity that Yu Liang tried to catch this guy several times, but failed.

Not only that, he couldn't find Xu Cixi's whereabouts, even if he left secret codes everywhere in Ling City, it was of no use.

Aze and Xu Cixi are probably not in Lingcheng. It is just Aze's personality clone who is causing trouble in the darkness of Lingcheng.

Yu Liang was very happy to watch the excitement, but he could only watch the excitement. At this stage, he could no longer get involved.

On the one hand, he has no legal identity, and on the other hand, he can only keep up with the pace of change and cannot go any deeper into taking advantage of the situation.

Anyway, the silver paint was almost collected, and Yu Liang was ready to stay one last night in the undercurrent of Ling City, and then set off to the west coast to create the Sea of ​​Mirrors.

In short, let's get out of the Sea of ​​Mirrors first and see what's behind God. Whether or not the table will be lifted depends on the situation.

This evening was also very particular. Yu Liang was going to go to a familiar figure to explore the situation.

Regiel.

However, he didn't know exactly where Regiel's family lived. There was no map in the two-dimensional world, and this city was not small...

Eh?

"Is that school in front?" Along with the melodious sleep bell, Yu Liang wandered to a somewhat familiar place.

"Indeed." Li Geng's memory was not bad. After Yu Liang approached the school, he recognized the place from the arrangement of line segments near the school.

He thought about it, recalled it for a moment, and confidently said to Yu Liang: "When I get here, I should be able to go back and find that Regiel's home."

Generally speaking, in the two-dimensional world, it is difficult to see people and find their way around. However, there is a constant north gravity here, so once you get used to it, your sense of direction will not be bad. With the memory of north gravity, Li Geng felt that he should be able to get it back.

"No rush, let's go into the school first." Yu Liang temporarily suppressed Li Geng's self-recommendation. No matter where he went now, he happened to have some "school" place.

So far, the school is the area where he has seen the most use of the "Drawing Prison" technology, and the last time he came here, he didn't have much chance to explore what was there. This time, the strength was partially unblocked, and he could come here to spend some time. For a moment.

School, this extremely special area should have a lot of clues to explore, and professors with real talents can also provide him with a lot of secrets.

In the past, Yu Liang might not have used strong tactics against civilians, but that may not be the case now.

Dozens of players died so easily at the hands of these graphics, so there was no need for him to spare a hand against the aliens.

After walking around the school, it was already closing time, so Yu Liang did not find a way to break into the school.

The door is locked; the wall cannot be broken.

This is a two-dimensional world, and he can't climb over walls as easily as in reality.

In the end, he could only squat at the gate temporarily to see when the guard would open the door and let him in.

Well, that's assuming he's invisible.

"Qiu'er, open the door." The professor walked to the school gate and called to the guard behind the door.

"Hey, Professor Gore, are you still back to school so late?" The guard, known as "Qiu'er", was amazed. He opened the door and couldn't help but admire, "Can I only say that you are worthy of being a learned professor? Treat him like that. Knowledge is so fanatical."

The guard's voice was relatively young, so the old professor called him "Qiu'er". The old professor's voice also made Yu Liang beside him excited because he recognized the voice.

This is Regiel's teacher, the Professor Octagon who showed up at that time!

The security ball is just a triangle. Even if it is an equilateral triangle, his status is much lower than that of Professor Octagon. However, Professor Octagon's tone does not sound domineering, but rather gentle.

It seems that Professor Octagon in daily life is quite like the high-level intellectual in Yu Liang's impression.

"Yeah, I suddenly remembered that there are still some unfinished work in the herbarium, which may need to be used tomorrow." Professor Octagon replied simply, and then walked into the campus through the open door.

Upon seeing this, the invisible Yu Liang immediately followed, passed through the door, and followed the professor into the campus.

"Huh?" Professor Octagon seemed to hear something and looked back in surprise, but there were still only those lines in his vision.

The lines of the security ball.

Lines of campus walls.

The half-open lines of the campus gate.

Nothing else.

Maybe I saw it wrong.

Professor Octagon shook his body and walked to the specimen room along the route he remembered.

But Yu Liang, who was behind him, was a little surprised. Did the octagonal professor just feel his presence?

Could it be footsteps?

The figures are very sound sensitive and it is indeed possible to hear such slight footsteps...

No, where did the footsteps come from?

Suddenly, Yu Liang realized something was wrong.

What are footsteps?

The sound of footsteps hitting the ground.

But where does the ground come from in the two-dimensional world?

Thinking back again, it seems that Rachel's mother also made similar remarks, such as that she could hear Yu Liang moving between different buildings.

How did this sound come out?

Could it be the sound of the internal structure shaking when the figure moves?

In this case……

Yu Liang recalled the footsteps of various shapes he had heard before, and doubts came to his mind.

Why do every figure's footsteps sound the same?

Is it possible that the internal structure of all graphics is the same?

In the past, Yu Liang did not notice the unreasonableness of the footsteps. Now he wanted to study the footsteps again, but it was not the right time. He could only wait for Professor Octagon to go far away before continuing to follow him.

A sudden flash of inspiration gave Yu Liang a sense of anticipation. He seemed to have caught some of the loopholes in the two-dimensional world.

There is something hidden in the two-dimensional world under the normal appearance, and this thing is likely to contain signs of the power of Kaidan.

Because the surrounding environment was relatively dark, Yu Liang did not fall too far away. He did not know where the specimen room was, so he did not dare to lose it.

Fortunately, after following Professor Octagon into a quadrangular building, he arrived at his destination. Yu Liang smelled a special smell in the air.

It was a bit like a mixed liquid of rosin and some kind of potion. As for the effect, he guessed that it was similar to formalin potion.

Yu Liang followed the other party quietly and walked into the room. After turning on the light, he finally saw the whole room clearly.

The room is very large, about the size of two or three classrooms. There are some specimens placed in it, and there are some chaotic lines appearing at intervals.

"Ah, the processing and sorting of these specimens has finally come to an end." Professor Octagon murmured, walking towards a specimen in the center of the room.

There was a slight doubt in his tone, but it turned into an expectation: "From the perspective of physical strength, you are the best. It is a pity that those damn low-grade sharp-angled rhombuses, I'll stab you with such a terrible wound that I can't even sew it up!"

Um? !

When Yu Liang heard the key words, he made a guess in his mind. He immediately reached out and touched a specimen next to him. He didn't have any taboos. After a simple touch, he discovered a shocking fact.

These specimens are not figures.

It’s a specimen of a player!

The players who died in the school that day were really dead, and they had all been made into specimens by the natives of the two-dimensional world.

Next, will the specimens of these players be displayed like the corridor in the school building?

Become a teaching tool for the new generation of cognitive paper people in this country?

Yu Liang did not speak, but felt a little sad in his heart, similar to the feeling of sadness when a rabbit dies and a fox dies.

In any case, these guys were once players like him, but it was a trap-like start, and these guys died so hastily.

"Then let me try to see what kind of secrets are hidden in your bodies." Professor Octagon chuckled, and sounds similar to the tearing of flesh continued to come from his body.

Yu Liang couldn't see what was happening in that direction, but from the sound...

Is this guy shedding his skin?

Wait, if you release the closed graphic state, won't it be crushed and crushed immediately by the pressure?

Before Yu Liang could figure it out, he saw a new line segment separated from Professor Octagon's line segment, and that line segment...

Yu Liang looked intently.

That's a triangle, the simplest triangle!

A triangle piercing the skin of an octagon?

Next, the triangle penetrated into the player's specimen under Yu Liang's somewhat shocked eyes, accompanied by the sound of flesh and skin reviving.

"Huh, player?" The voice in Triangle's mouth was completely different from that of Professor Octagon's time. This was a voice that was unfamiliar to Yu Liang.

And with a little bit of banter.