The Death Knell

The biggest difference from the previous two levels is that there are things that look like creatures in this level.

It was supposed to depict the scenery of a seaside town, so there were some human-like creatures standing on the coast composed of various color blocks.

Their bodies are often square or inverted triangles, and their heads are round balls. The clothes on their bodies have no discernible style, and can only be seen as patches of sharp-edged colors.

These weird things should be the world, no, the residents in this painting. They are walking on the beach, admiring the square-shaped sunset in the sky and the rhombus-shaped waves formed after being reflected on the sea.

It seems that their life is very leisurely. If they are real workers, they don't have the opportunity to go shopping and watch the sea during the day.

"So I'm the only one with a square head?" Su Ming laughed. He motioned to Zhu Zhu to stick out his head and touch it for himself.

Black bean sprouts sprouted from his shoulders, and the strangled head turned into an inverted triangle, looking like a snake head in a paper-cut painting. The eyes were still crescent-shaped, and this remained unchanged.

"Hey."

It means that the problem may not be in the head. Now the host still needs to find the emergency escape route sign at this level.

But the surrounding colors are too dazzling and dazzling, and every time the host takes a step, the aspects of the surrounding things displayed in front of the eyes will change, just like looking at countless disco light balls, they are still made up of broken pieces of various colors. of.

This feeling is probably like breaking hundreds of glass bottles of different colors in a room, then walking in, spinning around a hundred times, and then opening your eyes.

The environment was so chaotic that I could see stars in my eyes and could hardly rely on my vision.

"Hoo ho ho"

There seemed to be vague laughter coming from the sea, and Su Ming felt it. The first level was a headache, the second level was visual hallucinations, and at the third level, he began to have auditory hallucinations.

As a result, his condition improved a lot, because he seemed to feel that his hearing had reached a new level.

At the same time, it also means that this level is no longer quiet. The sea is constantly moving like color blocks on the plane, and there is a very real sound of waves. The white color blocks flying in the sky will also make the calls of seabirds while moving up and down at high speed.

The figures on the roadside, who were probably intelligent creatures, would occasionally make some noises. The level I saw now was much more vivid than before.

"Let's ask the locals for directions first. If they are aliens, they must be able to understand London English, right?" Deathstroke had no idea at the moment, but he was curious. While talking to his symbiote, While walking towards a lone creature on the beach.

The other person is probably a gentleman in a tuxedo. There is no way, I can only say it is a rough guess, because the color blocks on the other person are too big and not as precise as pixels, so I can only rely on guessing as to what it is.

"Hello, the weather is nice today."

Deathstroke, who is good at interpersonal communication, follows British etiquette and starts with greeting strangers based on the weather.

As I said before, when talking to British people, you can definitely start with the weather; when talking to Americans, start by scolding the current president; when talking to unfamiliar French people, tell a romantic joke to sarcastically British

"Yes, it's not foggy, Mr. Deathstroke."

The strange creature turned its face, or rather the large round color block made up of several color blocks turned around, and the light it emitted also changed, which at least made Deathstroke feel that it was facing him.

Light and shadow are the main factors in the composition and picture. Although this thing has no facial features on its face, the different distribution of color blocks makes people feel that it has facial features similar to humans.

It spoke in a standard British London accent, so Su Ming judged that this thing was either the embodiment of a high-level concept or an advanced alien.

"It seems you know me? This strange gentleman." Su Ming took out the cigarette case from his pocket with a smile, shook out a cigarette and handed it over. His other hand held the cigarette that came out of his palm behind his back. hilt.

"Of course, we all know you, just like you know yourself."

The human-shaped color block, who was considered to be an alien, raised a long triangular arm, picked up cigarettes with rectangular fingers, took out a spherical lighter, lit it, and then spit out a lozenge-shaped light gray Color blocks, that represents smoke.

"Great, then you should also know something about me? Can you tell me the weaknesses of CAAT?" Seeing that the other party's attitude was quite good, Su Ming tried to ask another question.

"You said it has no weaknesses. Look at the sea and the sky. Do they have weaknesses?" The gentleman turned around and faced the sea again, falling into silence.

And when Su Ming wanted to say a few more words to him, she found that he was no longer where he was, but like a colorful shadow, imprinted on the ground and the space in front of him, becoming a plane, or A three-dimensional looking picture.

"Tsk, did you mention the keyword? Or is it set so that it can only say these few words?" Su Ming sighed and looked at the human figure that became part of the background of the world, especially since the opponent still had a It has also turned into a flat surface, as if it were a cigarette-colored block stuck to the ground.

"Hey."

Strangler said it didn't know. It only knew that this thing that was probably an alien had now become a sticker, as if someone had put a sticker of a moving figure on the painting.

There was no pressing before, so the sticker could still move, but it was pressed just now, so the sticker and the background are integrated together.

"Let's go and ask someone else." Su Ming was not discouraged. He pointed to the parasol in the cafe not far away. Although the world composed of color blocks was very abstract, there were still some things in it that could be identified: "There are people enjoying afternoon tea there. Such idle people should not be averse to communication."

Then, with his square head, he moved again, like a bookmark sliding against the page, moving from one page to another, and this book was also a picture book.

"Hi, madam, the weather is nice today." It's still the same way, but this time it's a little more civilized: "Can I sit here?"

"Of course, please sit down, Mr. Deathstroke, do you have any questions?"

The humanoid color block, which could probably be called a lady, made a sound. Her voice was very beautiful, and one could even imagine how beautiful she was, although human eyes could only see a blurry color block on her face. superior.

"Why don't you all seem to want to mention CAAT? I'm curious about this." Su Ming was not polite and went straight to the topic. He concentrated on staring at the figure in front of him, even though she had a huge white head on her head. The triangle seems to be a very exaggerated hat.