Alice stroked Cheng Zitong's back, wiped away her tears, and softly persuaded her to the side.

The four custodians gathered around the stretcher to observe Fang Jide carefully, and their expressions were different for a while, some were expressionless, some were deep in thought, some were surprised, and some were shining.

Sun Suhe glanced at Cheng Zitong, who was leaning on Alice and couldn't stop sobbing, sighed in his heart, walked to the stretcher and asked softly, "How is this child's condition?" Tell me the truth. ”

Custodian A also replied softly, "Mr. Suhe, we have never seen such a situation before. It is difficult to give you an accurate answer for a while. May we do a detailed examination of him? ”

Sun Suhe bowed slightly, arched his hand and said, "Four, please be sure to save this child's life." ”

Although he was angry at the actions of the four men, he still had to save people, and he was afraid that his commanding tone might make them angry and unwilling to do their best, so he decided to show some respect appropriately.

"Don't dare, don't dare ......" the four custodians hurriedly returned the salute.

"We're going to give it our all. ”

"I see, this is a rare and special sample, much more precious than a simple poetic weapon. ”

"I see, we must save him and study it well. ”

"Mr. Su He is really far-sighted and admired. ”

Sun Suhe thought to himself, not to mention anything else, these four people have a bit of a researcher's infatuation, just look at this lame sycophant.

"Let's get started. Sun Suhe said.

"Good. The four of them stopped being verbose, picked up the stretcher and went straight to the research room.

The waiting time is always extraordinarily long, and Alice is full of interest to flip through the materials of various poetic weapons. After Sun Suhe glanced at it a few times, he found that he couldn't understand it at all, so he could only sit and drink tea with Cai Xunru to kill time. And Cheng Zitong sat quietly on the side, silent, and everyone tacitly agreed not to disturb her, leaving her a space to retreat to herself.

Finally, after more than three hours of anxious waiting, Custodian A walked in with a tired face.

Sun Suhe stepped forward first, grabbed him by the shoulders and led him to the door, "Say it here." ”

"Mr. Suhe, we've tried everything. But the dissipation of his consciousness was irreversible. Do we immediately make a specimen of him to facilitate subsequent research? Custodian A earnestly asked.

Sun Suhe felt as if his heart had been pinched hard, and it was sore and painful.

At this time, Alice also quietly walked to the door. She said softly: "Don't worry, give me a copy of the inspection report, and you can tell me the specific situation in detail." ”

Custodian A took out a folder and handed it to Alice, explaining it in detail against the various data on it. Alice listened attentively, asking questions from time to time.

Alice listened to him and asked, "So what do you guess?"

"We have put forward seven hypotheses for the time being. I think the most likely of these is that after the process of self-destruction was initiated, some strong emotion in the culture medium's heart attracted the seeds of poetic talent in his body, and because the seeds in his body happened to express healing properties, it supported his realization today. But this is also close to the limit. ”

Alice pondered for a long time and asked, "If someone can break into his mental space and reawaken the consciousness that has fallen into darkness, can the dissipation of consciousness be reversed?"

Custodian A's gaze suddenly changed when he saw Alice, and he was both surprised and admired. "We also think it's the most theoretically feasible approach. But in practice, this method is not implementable. Because in this situation, any external force that breaks into his mental image space will directly lead to the accelerated collapse of the entire mental image space, and I am afraid that the moment he enters the mental image space, his consciousness will completely dissipate. ”

"What about entering from Wang Yuyu's mental image space? With the seeds of poetic talent as the medium, this should be a fairly stable channel. Alice asked.

"It's a great idea. Custodian A clapped his hands and couldn't help but praise. But then he shook his head, "Wang Yuyu's mental image space has already collapsed, leaving only a labyrinth of countless consciousness fragments, we have studied it for so many years and we don't dare to set foot in it easily, before entering Fang Jide's mental image space, anyone will be 100% lost in the maze, not only can not save Fang Jide, but even we have to build ourselves in it." ”

"Please let me go, I know he's waiting for me, I won't get lost. When we were discussing, everyone's voices sounded unconsciously, Cheng Zitong could hear it clearly, her voice was not loud, but anyone could hear the firm will and consciousness in it.

"You know what? Do you know how dangerous that labyrinth is?" Keeper A smiled disdainfully.

"I don't understand, but I can feel it. ”

"Are you serious?" Sun Suhe asked, "This is not the time for emotion. ”

"It's true, why do you think I met you in front of the hospital in the afternoon? ”

Custodian A said categorically, "Impossible, a layman like you is not even qualified to step into the labyrinth. You simply don't understand the dangers. It's ridiculously naïve. ”

Alice suddenly laughed and said, "No, you might as well give it a try." I went with her, and I came to escort her through the labyrinth. ”

Custodian A hurriedly said, "Never, Lord Alice, you are too underestimated to be terrible in the labyrinth. Even if what this layman said was true, even if she could really sense Fang Jide, the danger of the maze itself still exists, and you will all collapse in the maze and become the walking dead. ”

Alice smiled proudly, "It's not that I'm underestimating the labyrinth, it's that you're underestimating me too much." You also underestimate the power of longing. The emotions between people are very wonderful, and even a small thought in the heart can bring incredible miracles. ”

"You ......" Before Sun Suhe could speak, Alice had already punched him with a smile.

She leaned into Sun Suhe's ear and whispered, "Only you are not qualified to dissuade me." Who said that, in this matter, will not say a word to me again. I won't break my promise so quickly. ”

"You bastard. ”

Alice put her arms around Cheng Zitong, "Little Orange, you will die, aren't you afraid, why do you have such courage?"

Cheng Zitong lowered his head and pondered for a moment, "Do you need a reason? ”

Sun Suhe's heart trembled, like a flash of lightning, yes, do you need a reason? He looked at Alice and looked at him with a smile, is it all in your calculations, you bastard.