Creating a Sandbox World

A mysterious, huge human face made up of clouds hovered over the entire city, looking down on the earth majesticly. This weird "sky phenomenon" immediately triggered a riot.

From Lin Tuo's perspective, he finally buried his face in the clouds and discovered that the ant-sized humans in the sand table city actually raised their heads, seeming to find themselves.

A very surprised look, one after another stopped, or pointed, or took a video with a mobile phone.

"Can they see me?" Lin Tuo was surprised, subconsciously straightened up, stepped back, and left the sand table, only standing outside the sand table to observe.

And as he "leaves", the dense, sesame-like little people in the city have gradually dispersed.

In the old house, Lin Tuo's eyes were full of restlessness.

"Beep." Suddenly, he heard the sound of the phone prompt, took it out of his pocket, and found that it was a company group.

Because I just resigned, I haven't quit the group chat yet. At this moment, the chat group of my original department is all fried.

A piece of information is generally scrolled past the screen.

"Have you seen it just now? The clouds in the city have formed a human face!"

"I saw it! I took a photo! Look!" A young girl in the department hurriedly uploaded the photo, along with a few seconds of video.

"What, I ordered the takeaway and didn't go out. What happened?"

"...Oh, missed it."

The atmosphere of the company department is good, and it is lunch break, so everyone did not have too much scruples when discussing these. Even the department leaders participated in the discussion and collectively ate melons.

Lin Tuo didn't speak, peering silently at the screen, but his expression kept changing.

After clicking on the video for a few seconds, he watched it several times and finally confirmed that all this was true.

"This sandbox does not just provide an observation perspective... What I do to it will be simultaneously reflected in reality..."

"It's just that my body seems to be transparent."

In the video, it seems that he had just overlooked the city, but his "skin" did not appear in the screen, and even the position of the eye sockets was only hollow.

The entire so-called face was also "rubbed" by his facial features oppressing the clouds, and some areas were still incomplete.

Therefore, it is impossible for anyone to recognize him by this.

"You have to confirm it." After thinking for a while, Lin Tuo's eyes became interested. He thought for a while, then came back to the sky above the sand table, then gently puffed up his cheeks and blew slowly.

Immediately, the dark clouds in the central area of ​​the city slowly dispersed.

Because the action was careful, it didn't attract too many people's attention.

Then Lin Tuocai stretched out a finger and fell from the cloudless area, hanging over the city streets.

...

The central area of ​​Yangcheng.

A bustling commercial street.

At this moment, it was very lively with people coming and going. A man in a suit and leather shoes came to the nearby outdoor parking lot while pulling his neckline, and took out the key to leave.

At this moment, he suddenly felt a sultry wind blowing from above his head, and the dust on the parking lot floor, under the action of the wind pressure, spread out in a circular ring.

"En?" The man was stunned and raised his head, but he only looked at the hot sky, "Weird thing."

Muttering a word, he shook his head and ignored it.

...

In the old house.

Lin Tuo observed the human reaction in the sand table city, and silently retracted his hand.

"It seems that my limbs entered the sand table and were in a transparent state. It was only because of the clouds that I was discovered."

"What about other substances? If you put an apple in, will it be transparent?" After Lin Tuo calmed down, his brain was wide open, but after thinking about it, he didn't try it immediately after all.

"Although my body is invisible, the force on the city actually exists. If you put an item in rashly and an apple is put in, it may cause an earthquake because of the impact... and this will be reflected in the reality. "

Lin Tuo swallowed and spit, thinking that if he was not careful, he would destroy Yangcheng if he moved more vigorously. He even relaxed his breathing a lot.

"By the way, if this sandbox is the real Yangcheng, do I exist in the sandbox?"

Suddenly, Lin Tuo came up with a bold idea.

He walked slowly around the sand table, and soon came to the outskirts of Yangcheng, and found that the mountain where he was was also inside the sand table area.

He even saw his own martial arts gym on "Miniature Lishan".

"Really?" Lin Tuo's heart jumped, and there was great curiosity. He immediately waved his hand to disperse the clouds above the mountain.

Then he bent down, carefully brought his face close to the martial arts hall in the sand table, and positioned him in the backyard, where he was now.

Then, he saw the hole in the ruined roof and brought his eyeballs close.

Lin Tuo was surprised to find that there was a table in this matchbox-like house, and there was also a table lying on the table watching something.

Lin Tuo breathed tightly, got up suddenly, turned his head and looked towards the hole in the top of his head, but there was no "eyeball?"

[Logical conflict occurred, repairing...]

[The spirit and will of the host in the sand table is stripped and taken over by the real host]

In a daze, there was information in his mind again. Lin Tuo shook his head and went to look at the sand table again, only to find that the ant-sized "self" inside the sand table was standing stupidly on the spot, like a puppet that had lost his soul. Like.

At the same time, Lin Tuo suddenly had a strange feeling. He almost instinctively tried to manipulate this reduced version of himself, manipulating him to push the door out of the house, out of the martial arts hall, and onto the mountain road.

Then, Lin Tuo plunged his right hand into the sand table and hung it at the foot of the mountain without touching the ground.

Controlling the reduced version of himself again, he jumped into the palm of his hand.

Slowly took it out of the sand table.

"Really?" In the old house, Lin Tuo looked at the "reduced version of Lin Tuo" standing in his palm in surprise, "Is there a conflict because two me cannot appear in the same time and space? This bug has been fixed. Up?"

"Now, the'ego' in the sand table has become something like a clone?"

Lin Tuo looked down at his "clone" with complicated eyes, and suddenly his heart moved, trying to shift his perspective.

In the next second, Lin Tuo switched his consciousness into the "clone" body.

In his field of vision, he was standing on a criss-crossed "earth", and the space became extremely broad. He raised his head and could see the huge, god-like "main body".

However, because of the switch, the "ontology" has no gods in its eyes at the moment, and it also presents a puppet-like state.

Thoughts moved.

Lin Tuo switched his consciousness back to his body, and then looked at the clone of his palm, his heart beating nonstop.

This experience is too exciting.

The heart is almost too, I'm afraid I can't bear it...

With a sigh of relief, Lin Tuo tried hard to calm himself down.

"It looks like... this sandbox can indeed affect reality, or that what it presents is the real world..."

A glimmer of understanding flashed in Lin Tuo's eyes, and immediately he was about to move in his heart:

"So, can I use the clone to enter Yangcheng from the dimension of the sand table?"

As soon as he thought of it, Lin Tuo immediately put the "clone" into the sand table at the foot of the mountain, beside a certain remote national road.

He immediately retracted his hand and tried to "switch".

...

"Swish..."

The light and shadow in front of him changed, and he was in a daze, and then opened his eyes, Lin Tuo found that he had "leaved" the old martial arts house.

At this moment, he is standing by a national highway.

Lifting his head, the world is extremely real. He took a step forward and trot into the small town below the mountain, and he saw that everything along the way was true.

No, here is the truth.

He just "teleported" directly from the martial arts hall to the town under the mountain by switching!

"Xiao Tuo? When did you come back?"

Before he knew it, Lin Tuo walked near his middle school, and saw an aunt who watched him grow up in a shop and greeted him in surprise.

"Ah, I just came back..." Lin Tuo cheered up and chatted briefly. He didn't say that he was going to reopen the martial arts gym, only that he was going back to his hometown.

Then he bought a lunch nearby and ran away from the mountain against the noon sun.

After spending half an hour, Lin Tuocai finally came back outside the martial arts hall at home.

During this process, he did not switch back to "ontology" in order to experiment.

When he opened the door for the second time and stepped into the martial arts field with lush grass, Lin Tuo carried a bag of hot rice noodles, pushed open the door of the old house with a complex mood, and saw a puppet-like figure standing next to the sand table. "Ontology".

The next second, his body shrank suddenly, the takeaway fell to the ground with a patter, and his consciousness automatically returned to his body from the clone.

...

After half a minute.

Lin Tuo picked up the takeaway and ant-sized "clone" that had fallen on the ground, and when he moved his mind, the cockroach turned into a stream of light and entered his palm.

He can vaguely sense its existence, and can summon it at any time.

It seems that this is also the ability given by the "derivative sandbox" to fix bugs.

"Sucking." Sitting on the threshold of the old house, Lin Tuo ate the hot rice noodles, forcing himself not to visit the sand table city inside the house temporarily.

After lunch, with a cool breeze, Lin Tuo's heart finally calmed down, feeling the quiet atmosphere of this house that had lived for more than ten years.

After a few minutes in a daze, Lin Tuo suddenly rubbed his face vigorously, his eyes glowing, his cough cleared, and he examined the "virtual panel" in the retina.

The tone was serious: "So, what are you doing?"