The Trial Game of Life

Qian Wei spent ten minutes passionately cursing Yongye City eight hundred times, and then spent five minutes distressing himself after the curse. With Peng Mingfan's narration, a heart is getting cooler.

Peng Mingfan said: "According to my statistics, the distribution of the squares of each color in each area is constant. If the big chessboard in Taoyuan Town is divided into 9000 areas, there are 1000 squares in each area. It’s the green grid 150, the blue grid 100, the red grid 150, and the white grid 600. But the area we’ve just walked through, including the mall, the number of red grids exceeds the standard."

For a whole week, Peng Mingfan used his own footsteps to measure the whole city and meticulously recorded the square distribution of each area he walked through. Through the information collected from other players, gradually improve their brain map.

Chi Yan felt awkward, "The red grid needs 5 grids."

This is not just a dangerous problem for Hongge. The originally large number of white cells only needs one cell number. If you try to pick the white cell, you can go further. But if the front road is all red grids, only 10 grids can walk two hundred meters.

End the calf.

Peng Mingfan frowned and shook his head, "Not only that, the increase in red squares means that the space of other squares is compressed. We will find it more and more difficult to find safe areas."

Qian Wei's heart shook with a wow.

In short, move fast.

Chi Yan immediately sent this message in the chat section, but this time he no longer used his villain, but asked Qian Wei to remind him directly.

Peng Mingfan: "This will become a catalyst. The killing will surely escalate, we have to put out the bait "mouse". But it also means that by doing trigger tasks and red envelopes, as well as giving each hour, we are very It may not be possible to reach the Grand Theatre to a certain extent. We have to rely on robbing to grab those who came to kill the rats."

When saying this, Peng Mingfan mainly stared at Chi Yan.

Chi Yan gritted his teeth, "Dry!"

Qian Wei: "How do you do it? Just pulling them away is easy to handle, but we are three people. If there are too many abnormalities, then we can't do it!"

It was heard that Chi Yan and Peng Mingfan turned around to look at him, and Qian Wei was puzzled. "What, what? What am I saying wrong?"

Chi Yan & Peng Mingfan: "Set a trap."

Qian Wei: "This idea is good!"

Peng Mingfan: "The location of the trap was selected in the shopping mall just now. Let's go back. The shopping mall is large enough to be convenient to play, with materials and rest points, and the red grid is also very lively. The mice appear there and are reasonable. The most important thing is, There is a green safety zone, and in the event of a fork, we have a way out."

Chi Yan and Qian Wei nodded one after another, and Qian Wei asked again: "How should the trap be set? Use props. The props we get along with the mission seem to be all gadgets, there is nothing powerful."

Peng Mingfan pushed his glasses, "The props are not big enough, just use them."

When the words fell, Chi Yan looked left and right, making sure that there was no one around, and took out a bunch of things mysteriously. In that expression, Qian Wei can equip him with an emoticon package "Show me my big baby.jpg".

Waiting for Qian Wei to see what the pile was, he opened his mouth wide for a long time and couldn't close it. "Have you carried us to rob?"

Chi Yan Shen Sheng: "I haven't told you one thing."

Qian Wei was immediately curious, and even Peng Mingfan couldn't help but look at the past. I saw Chi Yan's fingers together on his forehead, bowing his head slightly, as if he was a meditator with great wisdom. After careful deliberation, he said, "Actually, I am an emperor."

Qian Wei & Peng Mingfan: "..."

Chi Yan: "Before I came to the copy, I went to rob the Fantasy Infinite Market."

Qian Wei & Peng Mingfan: "............"

Chi Yan: "doyougetit"

Qian Wei: "yes, bro."

Chi Yan: "uhha."

Peng Mingfan: "shutup."

At the same time, Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng also left a letter to Wen Xiaoming, and all the matters in Yongye City were pushed to this customer service who was not a customer service.

Coincidentally, they just left their forefoot, and Wen Xiaoming came back on the hind foot. When he got the letter, his eyes widened and a heartfelt sigh: "unbelievable!"

Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng couldn't hear his sigh. At this moment, they had arrived at the eighth ring of "Yueyin's Kingdom", "Book of Spirits".

They appeared in a library. It belongs to the northern kingdom of Sicily and is also called the "treasure house of souls"-the San Corrigini Library.

The Northern Kingdom, where theodore Edwin, the brother of Theodore, and the rebel Aesop once studied. The style of study here is rich, although it is not as spring as the Baihua Kingdom and not as wealthy as the small windmill harbour, but this place is extremely developed in literature and music, especially popular opera.

And the reason why the northern kingdom is called this name, there is no more formal name, because here there are small countries, sixteen Principalities smaller than ordinary provinces are mutually constrained, so they are collectively called the northern kingdom.

The San Marconi Library is located in the center of the northern kingdom, the Principality of Elofa.

The task of this ring is simple, to find the book of gods hidden in the library. The two checked the inside and outside of the library for the first time and found that they were trapped in the library. Even if the library was full of guests, but they could not get out of the carved gate.

Tang Cuo stood down the corridor on the second floor and looked down. This library is about the size of two football fields. Magic has given it an infinite sense of space, suspended walnut stairs and ubiquitous black hollow magic lights decorate it like Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

There are books everywhere.

Not only on the walls, all the pillars in the library actually hide the mystery. It's like a rotating bookshelf constructed with organs and magic. Every time it rotates, it clicks, and the books that are turned out will be replaced with a batch. Looking up, the drawing of the ceiling is like a mysterious starry sky, and every blinking star is actually a character.

"What book are you looking for?" The little boy in a bow tie and bow tie came over and greeted them politely, holding the book.

He looked only seven or eight years old, and his hair was combed like a little gentleman, but his slightly stiff limbs and undulating tone indicated that he was a magic figure and a staff in the library.

Tang Cuo has reason to suspect that the magic technique of the rebel Aesop was learned here. To verify this guess, Tang Cuo asked the doll boy: "Do you know Aesop?"

The boy opened the book and asked seriously: "Are you looking for "The Book of Herodotus Aesop", or His Royal Highness the Prince of the Principality of Alofa?"

Solved the case.

Tang Cuo looked at Jin Cheng, Jin Cheng took the initiative to take over the power of diplomacy, squatted down to stare at the boy, smiled and asked, "Can you tell us about the Prince's Highness?"

The boy handed him the book directly, and reminded him kindly: "In the Principality of Alofa, please don't mention his name to others casually, everyone will dislike it."

Jin Cheng shrugged his shoulders, glanced at the magic word gradually appearing on the pages of the book, and handed it to Tang Cuo. This book is probably a search engine in a different world, which is quite convenient.

The content of the book is very short, and there is not much useful information, but Tang Cuo had expected it. As a rebel, Aesop, since it has become a banned word, all they can find in the library is what is superficial.

Jin Cheng cut into the topic, "I want to find "Book of Gods," is there any here?"

The little boy shook his head. "There is no book by this name. Do you want to search for books related to the gods?"

Jin Cheng: "Okay, please."

Little boy: "It's my pleasure to serve you."

At this time, Tang Cuo handed the book back to Polly, and Polly tore off a neat piece of paper from the book, with the bibliography and the specific placement of the book requested by Jin Cheng written on it.

"My name is Polly. If you have any need, please call me at any time." After finishing the words, Polly left. Although his walking stiffness is a bit stiff, the meticulous look has a strange and cute feeling.

After watching him leave, Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng found books in the library.

The copy setting is not so simple. It is said that the book of gods is the bibliography of gods. But knowing the legends of the gods on the Sicilian continent helps to understand the plot, such as the goddess Cynthia, the goddess of nature that both the Hundred Flower Kingdom and the elf clan believe.

The two acted separately.

The library is too large, and it is easy to forget the passage of time when reading a book. Unconsciously, the guests in the library have left one after another. When Tang Cuo raised his head from the book again, the sunset slipped over the spire of the distant church into the lattice window, exactly at his fingertips holding the book.

The sun is going down.

Tang Cuo stared at his fingertips for a second, closed the book suddenly, strode meteorically up the floating stairs, and went from the end of the library to the other end.

Polly was standing on the small ladder picking up the books, and when he heard the sound, he looked back, "Mr. Knight?"

Tang Cuo: "Where is "Sicilian Fairy Tales?"

Polly blinked, "There is no book here."

Tang Cuo: "No? Why?"

Polly: "Poly doesn't know why, Polly is just Polly."

There are weird.

Such a large library, with thousands of books, how could there be no "Sicilian Fairy Tales" distributed across the continent? Is this the book of spirits?

If so, it may explain why Yan Yun used this book to hide the dagger to assassinate God.

He frowned deeply, and unconsciously, the sunset slipped off his shoulders, slowly submerged by the window sill, and then sank to the ground. As night fell, the magic lights in the library automatically turned on, and the star charts on the ceiling began to circulate, revealing a mysterious beauty.

Tang Cuo looked up and couldn't help being attracted to it.

At this moment, the sound of "click, click" suddenly entered his ears, pulling him back to reality. He followed the sound and saw that under the bright light, Polly suddenly tilted his neck, the sound of gears turning in his body, and the joints also clicked.

He looked at Tang Cuo without blinking, with a consistent professional smile on his face, but his voice was infinitely elongated like a stuck tape. "Poly knew nothing, Polly was just Polly."

As soon as Tang Cuo was in his heart, he immediately checked the main task.

【Yueyin Kingdom】

Eighth Ring: Book of Gods

Main line: survive

Another simple three words "survival", familiar routines, a familiar moment of life and death.

Tangcuo took the opportunity to step back, took a step back, supported a neat rollover by the railing, and instantly jumped from the second floor. The suspended staircase happened to catch him in midair, he settled down, turned back—

Polly stood on the railing and opened the book used as a search engine. The pages are automatically moved without wind, and a golden glow emerges from the sound of the clatter.

Tang Cuo drew out the sword of adjudication and waited for Yan Yan, but Yu Guang paid attention to the surroundings.

What about Jin Cheng?

Jin Cheng was gone again.