"What the hell is this place!" Zhang Jianguo was shocked in his heart.

He finds himself in a black and white world, surrounded by various black characters:

“，。 ！？：“”...... Aren't these punctuation marks? And this, dots, horizontal, vertical, apostrophe, pinch, lift, fold, hook, are clearly strokes. Zhang Jianguo thought to himself.

Then he saw that not far away there were "亻, 艹, dish, 钅, 冂" and other radicals and radicals.

Of course, there are also formed Chinese characters in the line of sight, but the number is much smaller than that of punctuation, strokes, radicals, and radicals.

Zhang Jianguo observed the black earth under his feet, the color was as rich as ink, and even the growing plants and trees were like ink paintings, and there were many black figures jumping between the plants and trees.

There is also a black river on the side, and you can see the majestic peaks in the distance, and the color of the mountains is still black. In short, everything here is mainly black, even the wind blowing over is a gust of black wind, even if you look up at the clouds in the sky, it is a black one, Zhang Jianguo secretly thought: If there is a heavy rain here, there will be no freehand splashing ink.

Zhang Jianguo walked around a few steps at will, and immediately discovered another secret, he found that he couldn't breathe in air at all when he breathed, and he couldn't exhale any gas, he tried to speak again, but he couldn't make any sound.

"This world is really strange, I don't need to breathe to survive here, it's still a silent mode world, I can't make any sound, so I'm afraid it's not easy to communicate with people. Zhang Jianguo immediately shook his head self-deprecatingly, because he thought that in this kind of mysterious world, it is estimated that no one else will be met, and language communication is probably not necessary.

Zhang Jianguo walked in front of a comma, he tried to hold the suspended comma, this comma is not only visible to the naked eye, but also a real object, he grabbed the comma in the palm of his hand with his left hand, but there was no touch on his hand, and the comma came out of the fist with a little force.

At this time, another word "person" floated next to Zhang Jianguo, and he tried to hold the word "person" again, but a wonderful reaction occurred under the touch, and the word "person" that was originally the size of a palm suddenly became larger.

Zhang Jianguo was so frightened that he took a few steps back, staring at the figure with a wary face.

I saw that after the word "person" became larger to the same size as Zhang Jianguo, it began to distort and change, and after a while, it became an ink person.

"It's ...... The process of pictographic words!" Seeing this change, Zhang Jianguo thought in a daze.

The ink man in human form looked around curiously, and when he found Zhang Jianguo in front of him, an exclamation mark suddenly appeared on his head, and this exclamation mark floated into the air like a balloon the moment it appeared, joining the army of other floating characters.

"Is punctuation the result of literal creatures? That's interesting. ”

There are words first, and then sentences, and sentences need to be broken between sentences, so there are punctuation points such as dots and comics, although it is plausible, but this world simulates this similar process.

After the ink man issued an exclamation mark, he ran to Zhang Jianguo seemingly happily, constantly spitting out comic symbols in the process, Zhang Jianguo was always on guard, and habitually retreated back when he saw this.

A big question mark popped up on the ink man's head, as if to express puzzlement.

Zhang Jianguo felt funny, the other party didn't seem to have malicious intent, and was about to let down his guard and step forward, when suddenly a black shadow pounced on the ink man.

Zhang Jianguo looked at it, and what appeared was a leopard with a dark body, only to see that after it pounced on the ink man, it was a tear and bite on his neck.

The bitten ink man immediately turned into a stroke and floated into the air.

After killing the ink man, the black panther turned his head to look at Zhang Jianguo, and a question mark also appeared on his head.

Zhang Jianguo, who is in this world, still maintains the appearance of the real world, and his image is very different from that of a creature here, so it is no wonder that the black panther is confused.

Zhang Jianguo pulled out the matching gun on his waist and fired before the panther could attack.

The power of the bullet seemed to work on the creature, and the panther was shot in a variety of strokes and sideways.

"I see!" Zhang Jianguo seemed to understand a little bit of the working mechanism of this world.

But he still wanted to verify it, and he first looked closely at the strokes, which, as he expected, had a probability of evolving into radicals and radicals in random collisions.

He also observed the radicals and radicals, and found that the marginal and radicals would also form a formed text with the passage of time.

After observing this, Zhang Jianguo immediately trotted a few steps, held a piece of the same in his hand, and found another word of the same type.

He forced the two together with his hands, and suddenly a swarthy block fell to the ground.

"It's supposed to be copper, but it's all black and hard to read. Zhang Jianguo concluded in his heart.

"These words only changed after I touched them, and if I didn't intervene, they should be able to form physical objects, right?"

Thinking like this, he came to a character for "cat" and "wood", and waited patiently, hoping to see the pictogram change of these two characters.

The waiting time was far longer than Zhang Jianguo expected, and about an hour passed, before a black cat jumped on the ground, but the word "wood" did not change.

"All pictographic characters are supposed to change on their own, but the time it takes to get from a word to a pictogram is unknown, because it is uncertain how long the cat character has existed. ”

"However, the operating mechanism of this world can be roughly seen: strokes can form radicals and radicals on their own, radicals can form words on their own, words can form entities, entities should exist in death and destruction, and after death and destruction, they will be re-transformed into strokes, radicals and radicals, which is the first cycle of this world. ”

"What about these punctuation marks, although there are many punctuation marks, they have not yet reached the level of obscuring the sky, either the world has been formed for a short time, or punctuation marks also have their own set of circular mechanisms. ”

Zhang Jianguofu observed the plants that turned into entities, and found that those punctuation marks would automatically blend into the plants when they passed by, and the punctuation marks were subtracted in this way!

"It's such an interesting world, these punctuation marks are like carbon dioxide in the real world, animals make carbon dioxide, plants absorb carbon dioxide, and thus form the second cycle of this world. ”

Initially understanding the operating mechanism of this world, Zhang Jianguo stopped staying and began his in-depth exploration of this world.

He looked in the direction and wanted to walk forward, but he felt that the pace of walking was a little slow, and suddenly he had a flash of inspiration, slapped his head, and secretly called himself stupid.

I saw him find the words "self" and "line" around him, ran to the word "car" that did not reach the pictogram, and combined it into the three words "bicycle", after his manual intervention, the words began to be pictographic, and then a black bicycle appeared in front of him.

Zhang Jianguo happily stepped up, stepped on his feet, and galloped towards the foot of the mountain in the distance like a smoke from the car.

After riding for a long time, he finally came to the foot of the mountain, and then Zhang Jianguo unexpectedly found a group tribe here.

"It's really interesting, it turns out that these ink people also know how to gather in groups!" Zhang Jianguo immediately realized that even in this strange world, there is still wisdom as a human being.

Being wise means being able to communicate, and although he can't speak, he will always find other ways, and if he can't say anything from these natives, he will be able to peek into the hidden truths of this world, and thus hopefully leave this world.

Zhang Jianguo came to this tribe hard, and his different appearance has attracted the attention of the ink people from afar. Before he could get close to the gate of the tribe, he saw a group of ink men with weapons in their hands swarming out.

Zhang Jianguo raised his hands in a form of surrender, but unfortunately these ink people could not understand the meaning of this action, but surrounded him.

Zhang Jianguo opened his mouth but couldn't say half a sentence, this feeling of wanting to explain but being powerless made him inexplicably helpless.