When Thor opened his eyes again, he found himself in a forest.

The dark brown rough trunk of the tree, the dark green branches and leaves grow freely, and the sunlight pours down from the thin clouds and treetops, quiet and warm. Suddenly leaving the continent of eternal night, and being in such a beautiful place, it is like a desert dweller looking up and suddenly being hit by a rain.

Thor did not rush to get up, but remained on the ground in a position of lying on his back and observing.

He knew he would have enough hair-raising time to satisfy all his curiosity.

The moment he opened his eyes, he remembered many things at the same time. It's about advancement, about all kinds of weird labyrinths, and of course, about her cheap sister, Fenis Shiitake and her weird maze team.

Memories are slowly pieced together like lost puzzle pieces, eventually forming a seamless whole.

Labyrinths, walking, a lot of time consumption, no clothes and belongings, no water consumption does not get tired......

Thor lay his head back on the ground, feeling the glare of the sun above his head and the slightly warmed ground beneath him, Thor combed through everything he could think of. Then he stood up and began to observe the maze beneath his feet.

After turning around and looking around, Thor began to have a headache, which seemed to be another range maze.

Based on his previous experience in advancing three times, Thor has divided the types of mazes he encounters into range types and coin types.

The previous three times, the first was the High Wall Labyrinth, the second was the Deep Sea Labyrinth, and the third was the Sky Tower.

The maze of high walls and the maze of the deep sea belong to the range type, and the so-called range type refers to the wide area, in which the forks in the road are staggered and dense. You can choose any direction from any part of the maze. There's no right or wrong, it's all about feeling and luck.

In the deep sea, there was actually no road, only shipwrecks and aquatic weeds and empty underwater beaches. It's a beautiful view, but if you see too much, despair will also come. Although the deep sea labyrinth has no path, it is temporarily classified as a range type by Thor because of its width.

The Sky Tower was coin-shaped, and although there were some rooms to choose from on each floor, it was technically only in two directions. Just like a tossed coin falling on smooth ground, it will always be a positive and negative side, and the very small probability of standing up can be ignored.

In terms of probability, the range maze is shocking because there are too many directions and possibilities, and the probability of the correct path is constantly thinned. The coin type is a little better, the probability is five or five, but it is too painful to choose the wrong choice and pay twice the time.

Standing in the labyrinth of an unknown forest at the moment, Thor looked around and quickly found some characteristics.

He found that every tree here grew almost the same, but they had a regular pattern. If you cut out a small area where you are located, it is exactly between the four trees, and the positions on the front and back of the four trees to the left and right form a square that stands diagonally.

This means that if Thor is standing side by side with the two trees on the left and right, the view will be blocked by one tree in the front and one in the back. But if he leans up diagonally, his vision can see far through the countless oblique squares, and it can be said that every tree in this forest is equidistant.

This is both good news and bad news.

The good news is that Thor can walk roughly out of the X-shaped path, and with the faint sunlight in the woods, his squint can reach the distant horizon. Oh, or maybe it wasn't a horizon either, just a blur of illusion that didn't reach the end.

In short, if there was anything special on the diagonal path, he could spot it at a glance, such as a beautiful elf with no clothes suddenly appearing in the woods. Thor would then be able to make sure she couldn't escape his vision, and then quickly approach and knock her down.

Of course, if you ask her what if she hides behind a tree and can't see it?

The bad news was that he used his gaze to penetrate all four directions that his current vision could cover, all of which were identical equidistant trees, all of which were constant views and repetitions, including the distant blurred horizon in all four directions.

This means that the whole maze must be too big to imagine, and it can be tiring just to look at, let alone walk next.

When I looked over, I saw that these trees were almost identical, with round and thick bodies.

Thor raised his hands, barely able to make a hug motion, or find a certain point of strength. So he casually held on to a tree next to him and began to climb up with his hands and feet, hoping to climb to the top of the tree to achieve the original purpose of climbing high and looking far.

Unfortunately, after a short climb he noticed the anomaly, and he found that the ground was still under his ass. It's as if I've never moved the trunk of a tree, and it can be said that the part of the trunk I climbed before seems to have shrunk into the ground.

Thor wasn't surprised by this, it was obviously some kind of rule or restriction of the maze itself. So he gave up looking for shortcuts, put aside all unrealistic ideas, and began to take honest steps like he had done in the previous promotions.

Once you start walking in this kind of labyrinth, all kinds of mental negativity lurk around, like a shadow, and become heavier and heavier.

If there are two paths in the golden forest, how to choose is a philosophical problem.

Thor didn't know what the problem was with the road everywhere he was dealing with.

The concern here is not that drinking water is not survival and physical strength, but that it is necessary to fight against mental exhaustion, or mental exhaustion.

Unlike the previous times, this time Thor didn't care about the time anymore, and even vaguely estimated that he didn't try again. Because the more you care, the more this problem will become a demon, and in the end you will get nothing but anxiety and tiredness.

So many days passed, and Thor was still walking.

The only good news is that my heart is generally calm, and those crazy negativity has not yet come.

Apparently, he is turning into a qualified and perverted maze veteran.

Thinking of this, Thor also pulled the facial muscles on his face that were too stiff because he had not moved for too long, and smiled slightly.

The horror of this labyrinth has been seen by Thor that it no longer has walls and forks of varying lengths to increase your judgment, or rather attract your attention, thus giving you some meaningless confidence.

There are only trees here, how to walk, from which direction, what you see will always be the same trees, neatly and regularly extending into the distance. After watching it for a long time, you can't help but have a sense of confusion in your heart.

What's even more interesting.

With every step you take, it feels like the whole forest is moving with you, and you are always in the middle of the forest.

In such an environment, every idea or question that pops up is important.

As long as it can attract your attention and let your mind sink for a while, you have earned it.

So Saul thinks about the simple questions first, and then saves the deep ones for the future. He was skeptical that if he continued like this, he might become a philosopher if he continued long enough.

Thinking about it, he began to sing all kinds of music he could sing, not even Timo's vulgar song.

"Lalala~lala~ We howled, we sang, we drank, we slapped the table. ”

After singing countless times, he began to imitate the sound of Timo's skeleton, his own shiitake mushrooms, the old man's voice, the male and female voices of frogs, and the sound of dogs barking and wolves howling wild boars. When he couldn't play anymore, he became a philosopher again.

Saul is well aware that he is on his way to becoming a professional neurotic, and the only thing he can do is slow down the transition.

Many more days passed.

Thor felt like he had grown a beard and his entire face was submerged.

I'd love to find something to scrape, even if it's a piece of stone.

In fact, his face was as smooth as new, and those beards only grew in his heart.

Thor also saw some shadows lurking behind the trees around him, and he had caught him more than once with his eyes in the countless haunts of the other party, but unfortunately every time he chased him to his foothold, the guy was able to escape cunningly.

Thor knew that he was becoming more and more dangerous, and these involuntary hallucinations were the manifestation of inner negativity at the level of consciousness.

Today seemed to be lucky, and he turned over a new question from the countless questions he had thought about.

Thor remembered what he had told Howl about the state of the trek.

Tired, weak, frustrated, even hopeless, but still walking steadfastly, Thor felt like he was trekking.

I often hear many people say.

Some things need the support of willpower to eventually achieve a certain outcome or ending that you want.

These people may just think about it, or they think that they have expounded a truth, and they have the spirit contained in this truth, and they have obtained something or power in the words.

Well, save the joke for a later laugh.

In fact, at the end of the day, these people may not know what willpower is.

You suddenly get sleepy and want to sleep for a while, and then you forcibly lift your spirit and support it for a while, so you are called willpower? No, this is called temporary persistence at most.

In other words, Saul thinks that where there is a way out, there is no such thing as willpower.

Thor thinks that true willpower should be something like this, where you struggle to move through the scorching heat of the desert with no water to be found. Then you are thirsty and stagger forward under the gaze of the scorching sun, and you want to fall down countless times, but you don't.

Then you start drinking your own pee, and then you can't even pee.

But you still haven't fallen, you're still walking, beyond the limits of your physical strength, over the swamp of your spirit.

You have spent countless momentary perseverances for a long and difficult time, and you will never want to go through the terrible time of the second time for the rest of your life, and you can't even believe that this is what you did when you look back.

This is the real willpower.

In the current labyrinth, Thor knows that his willpower is numerable, limited, and uses a little less. And this process is irreversible, it will only decline, annihilate, and dissipate with infinite time, but it will not grow.

Well, it doesn't really make sense to know or not, because he's still walking.

After many months, perhaps longer, Thor finally saw something different on the edge of the forest.