Daomu Biji

【The latest chapter of The Legend of Dragon King】

Chapter 42 The dilemma escalates

The fat man suddenly said that he had thought of it. We were all surprised, but then we were ready to hear nonsense. We are almost used to Fatty's unreliability. Instead of running against him every time, we should just let him talk nonsense. And sometimes his way of thinking is different from ours, so it doesn’t hurt to listen.

In fact, I wasn’t very panicked at the time, because I hadn’t really run out of ammunition and food yet, but with these corpses here, I couldn’t help but think of something bad. In fact, for a person like me, facing I was even a little lucky to face this kind of intellectual challenge. It was actually much easier than meeting a few rice dumplings.

Pan Zi had the same idea as me and didn't take it seriously. He asked the fat man casually, "What? Don't talk nonsense. I don't have time now?"

The fat man came close to us, but said to Pan Zi: "You are just discriminating against me. I have never messed up. What I thought of this time is absolutely critical. "

Pan Zi laughed and said: "You have such a little brain, so tell me, what did you think of?"

The fat man was surprisingly serious this time and said sternly: "Actually, it's not the key. I just had a sudden thought and thought of the mechanism in the undersea tomb. You think about it, we also thought it was very complicated at the time, but in fact, things are so simple. ?I wonder if we have thought too much this time and let the mechanism in the undersea tomb be preconceived. Whenever I encounter this kind of thing, I wonder if the room will move or something. Maybe, the problem here is , has nothing to do with this tomb at all, this is just an ordinary tomb. "

Pan Zi grinned and said: "Nonsense, if it were ordinary, why wouldn't I be able to get out..."

I saw that the fat man hadn't finished speaking yet, so I knew there was more to come. He waved his hand to Pan Zi and asked the fat man to continue talking.

The fat man said: "Actually, the thing is very simple. Think about it, if there are no problems with this corridor and this tomb, but we still can't get out, then where is the problem? It must be with us. It’s on me!”

Pan Zi and I were stunned for a moment, and I said: "You mean, the endless loop here is the problem of ourselves?"

The fat man nodded and said: "Although I don't know what the problem is yet, it is similar. I wonder if we gave those murals hypnotic suggestions, or maybe there is some kind of hallucinogenic gas here and we are all poisoned. I know... I grew mushrooms and ate the organs. I kept spinning in circles, but I didn’t know it.”

Fatty once told me that when he was a child, he saw bear traps in the forest using this poisonous mushroom.

After being hit, the bear kept spinning in circles until it died of exhaustion.

I suddenly fell into deep thought, and Pan Zi stopped talking. He frowned and began to consider the fat man's words.

Is it our own problem? If so, the difficulty of the matter would be completely different. But after I thought about it for a while, I realized it wasn't quite right.

In fact, the fat man's statement is very enlightening. Maybe the truth is very close to what he said, but there is a very fatal irrationality, which is our own feelings. Will people who are poisoned look like us? I haven't been poisoned, and people who are poisoned will definitely Have a strong discomfort reaction.

As for hypnosis, I have never really believed in this kind of thing because it is too targeted. It is believable to say that fat people are easily hypnotized, but it is really impossible for Pan Zi and I.

But if we still return to the category of strange and obscene techniques, it is indeed difficult to think of anything. In fact, I just conceived about a dozen methods, among which two or three types of building structures can completely realize such a layout. However, the requirements of these methods are too high, that is to say, there must be absolute prerequisites. For example, three people must To move together, the speed at which we walk must be fixed, etc. Wang Zanghai would never design a trap with such a low success rate.

I suddenly thought, am I a little too frustrated? I wonder how many years ago this Wang Zanghai lived. Why have we never had the upper hand?

We all thought about the problem separately and fell into samadhi. The fat man saw that we stopped talking after hearing what he said. He didn't know what to do, so he could only continue to pretend and think deeply. Later, I don’t know why, the more I thought about it, the more sleepy and tired I became, and then I actually fell asleep.

However, I only slept for about three or four hours, and I was still half asleep. I heard the sound of Fatty and Pan Zi talking, and I woke up again. When I got up, I found that they were walking down the tomb passage again. Shunzi obviously I just ran back, panting, and looking at the face of the fat man, it was obvious that the result was the same and there was no progress.

I rubbed my eyes and asked them what they were doing. The fat man said that he had no idea after thinking for a long time. It was better to experiment. They just asked one person to walk in front with his eyes closed, and the other person to watch from behind. The two people were connected with a rope. Wait and see if halfway through, the person with eyes open will suddenly turn around.

I shuddered as I heard this. This is simply a test method that will make people collapse. It also makes these people very nervous. If I were to do this, who knows, the person pulling at the other end of the rope would still be the same person. .

But in the end, the result was the same. Whether they were blindfolded or closed, they still felt that they were walking in a straight line, but the two of them still walked back to the tomb in the end. Because Shunzi had her eyes closed, she walked with great difficulty and her face turned pale.

Several people sat back on their seats, all sighing. I asked others to save their energy. In fact, blind testing like this will lead to interruption of thinking. Then things went back to before I went to bed, and we started having meaningless discussions again.

There are always people who fall asleep during discussions, but fortunately, when one person sleeps, the other people can continue to think. In this way, we have an idea here and there, put it forward, and then reject it. At the beginning, there were many opinions, but after a few There are fewer and fewer personal words. Six or seven hours passed before we knew it, and our stomachs began to growl again.

Finally, the fat man lit up a cigarette, thought for a while, and said to us: "No, it's a waste of time for us to think of solutions in such scattered ways. We might as well write down all the possibilities. Then summarize them into a few Article, just verify this directly, it will be fine. "

I nodded. In fact, in the end we were discussing many issues over and over again, and several of us entered a state of confusion.

He arranged a stone surface on the ground covered with gold utensils, and then wrote down a few numbers, 1 and 2. 3,4. Said: "Let's think about the several hypotheses we have now. Please recall them. They don't need to be specific, just a general direction. "

Pan Zi said: "The most likely reason is that there is an agency. "

Fatty wrote the mechanism in that place, and then Shunzi said: "Your idea, there may be something affecting our feelings, such as psychological suggestion or hypnosis. Let us walk back without knowing it. "

The fat man said to him: "No need to go into such detail." Then he wrote "Illusion" after 2. Then look at me.

I said: "In theory, it may also be space folding."

"It's impossible for you, it's too mysterious." Pan Zidao.

The fat man said: "No matter, if there is a one in ten thousand chance, we will admit it. We are just making a memo." He also wrote it, and wrote space folding after 3. Then he said to himself: "Maybe there is a ghost." Then he wrote 4, there is a ghost.

"What's the point of writing it like this?" Pan Zi asked in confusion.

The fat man said: "You have read too many books and don't understand. I don't know much, so everything must be written down with a fucking pen. But there is an advantage to this. For example, you can do a few things together. You can write them down in advance." You can know it rationally, and you can save a lot of time. Don’t we only have two days? We still have to save some. By the way, are there still five? Who has five? "

I looked at these four points, and they indeed cover all four major disciplines, including quantum mechanics, metaphysics, psychology, and engineering. The fifth point was something I couldn’t think of for a while. The discussion we just had, in fact, We are only discussing one and two. Three and four are simply impossible.

Fatty saw that none of us responded and said: "Okay. Let's verify the first and second points first. These two points can be dealt with together. "

"How do you verify it?" I asked curiously.

In fact, we have done most of the experiments we can, but because the tomb passage is too long. Many experiments are actually useless.

The fat man suddenly smiled: "Actually, I just thought of a good way. It is probably impossible to prove whether one or two affects us, but there is still a way to prove that it is not, so take a look. "

When I saw the fat man feeling full and confident, I suddenly felt something bad. Did this guy have something planned? I saw him picking up the rifle on the ground and said to us: "This tomb passage is about 1000m to 2000m. The full killing range of the Type 56 is 400m, but the bullet can hit 3000m away. I will put a shot here and see what happens." result. "

When I heard this, I was immediately enlightened and thought in my heart: What a genius!

If it is because of our own sensory problems, then bullets have no feelings. The tomb passage can affect us, but it cannot affect the bullet. If the situation here can be explained by common sense, then the bullet will inevitably disappear at the end of the tomb passage and will not come back. .

The perfect thing about this experiment is the speed of the bullet. In such a short tomb passage, the bullet can completely travel through it within 2 or 3 seconds. There are no traps that can be effective in such a short period of time.

But if the situation here really goes beyond what can be explained by common sense and enters the scope of metaphysics, then the bullet will transcend space and turn 180 degrees in the straight tomb passage like us.

Simple and beautiful, it is very in line with the scientific spirit. I am really ashamed why I, a college student, cannot come up with this method.

But when I think about it, only someone like him can come up with this trick. This is the simplest logical thinking.

To determine whether there is an illusion, you need to look for something that will not be affected by the illusion. If you want to find something, you need to find it nearby. Once you consider the three-stage method, you will come up with this method, which is not complicated. I suddenly felt that Wang Zanghai might have met his opponent. A man as deliberate as him might be afraid of Fatty's single-minded way of thinking, and would simplify any trick.

The fat man did what he said, and we followed him. He walked into the tomb passage, pulled the bolt of his gun, and wanted to shoot into the tomb passage.

I quickly shouted: "Wait!"

"What's wrong?" he asked.

"Don't be like this." I said, "If, I mean if, this place is really that evil, then if you shoot out, you will be shot almost instantly."

The fat man's face changed. Apparently he just thought that the first and second points were very likely, and didn't even consider whether the third and fourth points were true. However, he nodded as soon as he told me. , moved the gun to the side. The bullet is a parabola. If the bullet is shot back, it should land below the muzzle of the gun.

We all stomped to the door. Before we were mentally prepared, the fat man suddenly fired. A loud bang exploded in the tomb passage, followed by a series of echoes. But almost at the same time, we saw the tomb door shake violently. A cloud of dust exploded.

There was a buzz in my head, and I couldn't help but hurriedly poked my head out to take a look. The fat man was still in a shooting posture, but there was a bullet hole in the door five or six centimeters below the bottom of his gun. , the smoke from the explosion has not dissipated.