Chapter 201: The Scourge of Blood

"If that's the case, we can solve the dilemma by avoiding inhaling the fog?" Su Xuan was full of smiles, although her teeth were shaking uncontrollably due to the excessive cold, but she had already done her best to be full of smiles, "Great, it's really a hero out of a teenager." ”

"Su Xuan, don't be too happy, if you want to break the game, it's not easy! Simply avoiding inhaling the fog can only restore true consciousness and feel the movement of the ground, but it cannot relieve the real low temperature! "This damn labyrinth, damn maze designers, they must be sipping tea in a room with the right temperature, watching us survive PUBG!" Their happiness is based on our suffering, and I curse them not to die well! ”

When Lu Shaozhen heard the conversation between Su Xuan and Red, he suddenly felt that something was wrong, and immediately keenly grasped this flashing spirit rhino, and calmed down to think carefully.

In the current situation, only the relationship between subject and object is the problem, if hallucinogens only shield the brain's perception of gravity, then the low temperature environment is the real object, and if it is because of the effect of hallucinogens that the brain simulates the feeling of cold, does not it mean that everything is imaginary?

For a while, Lu Shaozhen was a little at a loss, he felt deeply at a loss, if there was a ruler to measure, there would be no troubles in the world, everyone would be willing, and everything would lose its attractive color under the precise scale.

But Lu Shaozhen didn't have time to care about that much, he only hoped that a ruler with a handle could measure the scale, so that he could know when they entered the illusion.

Is it when you start to feel cold? Or is it from ...... He felt something itchy in his nose and then the moment he sneezed? According to Lu Shaozhen's experience, excessive cold will not provoke him to sneeze, and irritating gases will.

So let's assume that you have entered a state of hallucination since then, and any point in time since then is a scene of mental imagination, no wonder it is so quiet! It turns out that everyone has been tricked.

However, who can guarantee that these people in front of them are not imagined by themselves?

Lu Shaozhen was cold all over his body, he raised his head with a brush, and saw that everyone's faces appeared in the thick fog, and the strange light illuminated these faces from all angles in an extremely gloomy manner, and the bundled eyes converged on him, like countless ghosts coveting the alien race.

But these scenes are only his own imagination, and since he can clearly realize this, it means that this scene is not an illusion represented by the real illusion. He rubbed his eyes and looked intently, only to see that Red's silhouette looked extremely anxious in the white fog, and he could feel the tremendous pressure he was under just by looking at it.

Red had already ordered him to cover his mouth and nose with clothes and try not to breathe, but everyone did so to no avail, and the failure left Red in complete panic.

Finally, everyone couldn't resist the anxiety of losing the future, and you began to talk word by word, and as time passed, the voice became more and more noisy. It is also inevitable, communication is an effective way to reduce anxiety, otherwise everyone will feel like an outcast of the world, and the explosion in silence will be earth-shattering.

At this time, he suddenly saw Su Xuan standing beside him intentionally or unintentionally, and then showed a youthful smile and said, "Take your time, I believe you will find a solution." ”

"You have faith in me."

"yes, I don't know why, but I just have extraordinary faith in you. You're Mary's favorite, and as her friend, I naturally have to support you. ”

Looking at the girl in front of her quietly, Lu Shaozhen absentmindedly thought about the problem of the maze, it is not easy to find the beginning and the end point in a circle, and it is even impossible, compared to such as line segments and rays to find the starting point, the closed pattern connected from end to end is simply confusing.

Then in the case of a serious lack of information, only with the power of transcendence can the situation be broken.

Lu Shaozhen's pupils flashed sharply, as if it was the light of the desolation that opened the world, and then he felt his blood flow expanding, the blood flow speed of the whole body accelerated, and the stiff limbs quickly eased.

In the current situation, only the relationship between subject and object is the problem, if hallucinogens only shield the brain's perception of gravity, then the low temperature environment is the real object, and if it is because of the effect of hallucinogens that the brain simulates the feeling of cold, does not it mean that everything is imaginary?

For a while, Lu Shaozhen was a little at a loss, he felt deeply at a loss, if there was a ruler to measure, there would be no troubles in the world, everyone would be willing, and everything would lose its attractive color under the precise scale.

But Lu Shaozhen didn't have time to care about that much, he only hoped that a ruler with a handle could measure the scale, so that he could know when they entered the illusion.

Is it when you start to feel cold? Or is it from ...... He felt something itchy in his nose and then the moment he sneezed? According to Lu Shaozhen's experience, excessive cold will not provoke him to sneeze, and irritating gases will.

So let's assume that you have entered a state of hallucination since then, and any point in time since then is a scene of mental imagination, no wonder it is so quiet! It turns out that everyone has been tricked.

However, who can guarantee that these people in front of them are not imagined by themselves?

Lu Shaozhen was cold all over his body, he raised his head with a brush, and saw that everyone's faces appeared in the thick fog, and the strange light illuminated these faces from all angles in an extremely gloomy manner, and the bundled eyes converged on him, like countless ghosts coveting the alien race.

But these scenes are only his own imagination, and since he can clearly realize this, it means that this scene is not an illusion represented by the real illusion. He rubbed his eyes and looked intently, only to see that Red's silhouette looked extremely anxious in the white fog, and he could feel the tremendous pressure he was under just by looking at it.

Red had already ordered him to cover his mouth and nose with clothes and try not to breathe, but everyone did so to no avail, and the failure left Red in complete panic.

Finally, everyone couldn't resist the anxiety of losing the future, and you began to talk word by word, and as time passed, the voice became more and more noisy. It is also inevitable, communication is an effective way to reduce anxiety, otherwise everyone will feel like an outcast of the world, and the explosion in silence will be earth-shattering.