I Was Once a Legend

Therefore, the Soviet team led by Victor, whose members were Cui Zuojing and Fu Zhe, started the first confrontation with the American team led by Allen.

After half an hour, everyone who was ready to gather in the living room, and everyone got the key prepared by Fu Zhete.

"let's start."

Following Fu Zhe's order, they each opened the doors of different rooms with their keys and walked in.

Cui Zuojing, who was holding Victor Shunmao, saw that the last person's back disappeared in the living room, stood up, and moved his wrists and smiled: "It's time to start working."

"Go." Fu Zhe sat at the table with his eyes closed, feeling the changing space in the castle. In this test, he needed to create a variety of terrain environments, and the work was the most onerous.

Stepping into the door, Dong Zheng saw a flower in front of him, and he was not surprised to see that the scene in front of him had completely changed its appearance.

The originally bright castle was dim at this moment, and the candlesticks that had never been used on the wall were now filled with candles, some were extinguished, some were lit, and were quietly burning, casting a shaking shadow on the wall.

This is a long corridor with many doors open on both sides. The dark blue door panel is closed tightly, and there are chaotic house numbers hanging on it. Dong Zheng has never seen it in the castle.

He touched his pocket and found a lighter in his pocket.

Anyway, it wasn’t the illusion created by Fu Zhe, or the venue he twisted out with spatial force. Dong Zheng didn’t spend much time on this issue. He walked slowly down the corridor, trying every time he passed a door. To push.

Going to the end of the corridor, Dong Zheng didn't find a door that could be opened, and they were all locked.

He stopped and turned around, standing at this end of the corridor, looking back at the way he came.

Except for a total of 47 doors on both sides, this 50-meter-long corridor is completely closed, with huge oil paintings hanging on both ends. The tones used are very dirty, and nothing can be seen at all.

Decrypt?

Dong Zheng once again carefully observed that the corridor was very empty. Apart from the door and number plate, the remaining burning candles on both sides seemed to contain some information.

If you start counting from the place where he entered, the number of the lit candlestick is 1, 2, 3, 4, 6, 8, 11, 13, 16, 18, 26, 28, 36, 38, forming a sequence of numbers, which There should be a certain relationship.

Dong Zheng thought for a few minutes and walked to the 47th candlestick, lighting the candle.

A few seconds later, the door numbered B476 opened silently behind him.

Dong Zheng took two unburned candles from the candlestick next to him and put them in his pocket just in case, and turned and walked into the door.

It was indeed a regular sequence of numbers just now. Except for the first two and the second two, each subsequent item is larger than the previous one, and can be expressed as a minimum number of the sum of some two preceding items.For example, the fifth term is 8, because if it is 7, it can be the sum of 1, 6, or the sum of 3 and 4, which is not in line with the law.

Dong Zheng’s economics was not read in vain. This sequence is called the Ulam sequence, which is very well-known in the mathematical world, and the problem of sequence density has not yet been solved.

Behind the door is another same corridor, and some candles are still lit and some are extinguished. Dong Zheng walked around and determined that it was also a sequence puzzle.

It's just that the painting at the end of the corridor seems to be a little different from the previous one, and it has become clearer.

Three minutes later, Dong Zheng entered the door numbered A182.

After going through six such corridors in succession, the situation finally changed. The candles in this corridor were all extinguished, and there were no doors.

Dong Zheng:……………………

So dark.

Fortunately, I took the candle before. Dong Zheng lit a candle. He had a bad feeling. He walked slowly, stepping on the dark velvet carpet, and walked to the end without making a sound.

The portrait is now very clear. The picture shows a young girl with beautiful facial features, long black hair loosely tied into a twist, and draped softly behind her.She wore a dark blue dress with her hands on the chair and leaned forward slightly, as if listening to the painter's words attentively, and as if she wanted to talk to the person watching the painting.

Dong Zheng stood still in front of her with some doubts. The place was created by Fu Zhe. This girl should also be someone he knew. At least Fu Zhe had seen it. Only when he had an impression could he be so real.

He carefully looked at the girl in the painting and suddenly felt that she seemed to wink.

Dong Zheng immediately looked into her eyes, and this time, he clearly saw the girl's brow furrowed slightly, and immediately smiled.

"You don't seem to dream a lot, which is not easy to handle." The girl said softly, "Adults are not good at this. If even the most basic dreaming ability is lost, life is much less interesting."

Dong Zheng couldn't hear where the sound came from. He frowned and stepped back two steps while focusing on the situation in the kernel to determine whether the firewall was invaded.

The girl seemed to be able to actually see him, showing an aggrieved expression: "Why hide me, am I terrible?"

The firewall connecting to the sky stands quietly, including no gaps in the shielding position, and no trace of intrusion can be seen.

If this is an illusion created by Fu Zhe, then his strength is really unfathomable.

When the girl saw Dong Zheng not speaking or doing anything else, she sighed softly, got up from the chair, and walked forward a few steps until she was about to walk out of the picture frame before she stopped.

She reached out to Dong Zheng: "Come with me, I will take you back to the dream, otherwise, it's too much trouble."

Dong Zheng took another step back.

Girl:……………………

Still unable to find any problems with the kernel, Dong Zheng suspiciously changed the candle to his left hand and asked, "Who are you?"

The girl's eyes lit up. It seemed that she had been expecting Dong Zheng's question for a long time. She stretched her hand forward again, and the child said the same: "Follow me and I will tell you."

Dong Zheng looked at her silently, separated by a thick canvas, he seemed to see a deep blue in the girl's black eyes, and also saw the moon and the stars.

Under the two-phase stalemate, Dong Zheng finally reached out slowly and gently touched the position of the girl's palm on the canvas.

At the moment when the fingertips felt the rough texture of the canvas, the candle in his hand went out, everything went dark, and a force came out of the painting, pulling Dong Zheng into it.

The skin of the girl alone was warm and soft. His hand was held, floating into another dimension, and he heard the voice from the front:

"My name is Luo Zhen, and I will give you the right to dream again at this moment."

Dong Zheng suddenly opened his eyes.

The candle was still burning, leaving a stream of candle tears silently. He was lying next to the half-open door with the number E812 on it, which was the last door he entered.

The painting at the end of the corridor is completely clear, with a long table with red tablecloths and a dazzling array of food on it, and there is no girl.

Everything just now seems to be a dream.

Dong Zheng got up according to his temple and frowned. He hadn't had such a clear and real dream in a long time.

No, in the doll's house, he had dreamed about the transaction between his mother and Chang Hui.

The girl in the dream called Luo Luo. He knew that he was one of Cui Zuojing's teammates at the time. In the end, he became the master of the dream. Then, is the dream of the doll house, and everything just now, a reminder to Luo Luo for him?

What does she want to tell him?

Dong Zheng put his doubts in his heart and planned to discuss this issue with Cui Zuojing in detail after the assessment is over. It is still more important now.

He adjusted his state, looked at the house number again, and stepped forward.

Allen heard the strange sound again.

He raised his ears, but his footsteps never stopped, still walking down the spiral stairs one step at a time.

Just like in the tower in the fairy tale, the stairs seem to have no end, and they have to go to hell.A small round window opens every three meters at a vertical distance on the wall, which roughly represents the height of the first floor.

Allen's probe looked down the stairs, only to see the bottomless darkness.

This gave Allen an uneasy uneasiness. He took a deep breath and reminded himself repeatedly that these were the terrain and environment simulated by Fu Zhe, and there was nothing lethal.

After these twenty days of special training, his physical strength has been greatly improved. Now he hasn't felt too tired after walking for more than twenty minutes.

Don't go on like this all the time.

Allen was thinking, suddenly heard a weird chuckle, and came from behind, as if it was against his head.

Lying!

Before the brain decides, the body has made the most real response, and Allen runs with his legs stretched out.He took a few steps to another circle below, and looked up in a panic, and found that there was nothing where he was just now.

Illusion?

Alan noticed that it was not good, and he gradually stopped, regaining his ability to think in fear.

As he gradually descended, the frequency of the sound seemed to increase, and it was getting closer and more strange.

Could it be that the further down the staircase, the deeper it would sink him?

Allen did not dare to doubt Fu Zhe's ability. At least at this stage, no one in their team has the ability to fight back after facing Fu Zhe and Cui Zuojing. Before Victor had no aggressive limits because of the cat's body and ability It is better to deal with it, but now the physical layer is unsealed, no one knows how strong it is.

Can't go down anymore.

Before meeting Dong Zheng Linhai, Alan also went through two boxes alone. He didn't think about how long before turning his eyes to the side window.

...

Lin Hangzhi came out cautiously from the pile of books piled high. He had just thrown Victor out of the labyrinthine corridor, and casually entered a door by instinct.This is an extremely huge room, filled with various books, each pile is about seven or eight meters high, and a chain reaction will happen if you are not careful.

This should be the space created by Fu Zhe with his study... Lin Hangzhi walked through the pile of books, looking for the exit to the next location.

He searched for five or six minutes, and suddenly heard a sound of glass breaking exploding right above his head, acquainted with the sound but cheering: "I'm hero!"

Lin Hang raised his head in horror, his eyes suddenly jumped out of the high window on the wall and was completely occupied by the free fall.

At the same time, Allen also saw Lin Hangzhi, who was in his landing position, and the two screamed at the same time.

"what--!"

"what!!!"