After dealing with Hongjun's line, Lu Shaozhen was recovering her strength while also thinking about Yun Daixi.

Now it can be confirmed that Yun Daixi is really his ex-girlfriend, so there are two things that need to be understood next, the first thing is that he saw Yun Daixi dead, why he was able to escape from the grave, and who is the hateful gravedigger.

The second thing is the purpose of Yun Daixi's coming to the Havoc game! This is the most important thing, and it is also the difficulty of exploring the truth of the matter, after all, the mouth grows on people's bodies, and people can say whatever they want to say, unless you have real evidence, otherwise how can people say that they are reasonable, and they can slip you around.

At the same time, the second thing is also closely related to Shaobing, because Yun Daixi knew Shaobing at the beginning, and now Shaobing has disappeared and Yun Daixi has strangely appeared in the catastrophe game containing clues to Shaobing's traces, which is not abnormal. Even if this is really a coincidence, it has something to do with Yun Daixi, who is as suspicious as a fog, and the white one becomes black.

The fool is dark in success, and the wise man is in the unbudding. Lu Shaozhen constantly flaunts herself with this, hoping to find light in the confusing situation.

So far, in Lu Shaozhen's mind, he can only cut off the connection between the various people who are suspicious points, and list the doubts that happened to each of them, after all, the context of the matter may be far more complicated than imagined, and only by cutting off and sorting out the rules can we find the connection between them.

Thinking like this, Lu Shaozhen tentatively twisted her waist against the wall, and was surprised to find that the pain had dissipated most of the time, although there was still a faint pain, but it was close to recovery.

For some reason, he felt like he was in a better state of health after applying the drug, as he recovered from each injury in a very short period of time. For example, after fighting zombies in the dungeon, it was clear that his limbs hurt terribly, but he unconsciously walked like flying, this process seemed unaware to him at the time, but now he can't help but be secretly surprised when he thinks about it.

Coming to the Holocaust game and having this kind of perk? Lu Shaozhen felt full of energy, so he walked downstairs.

Didn't Hongjun say that the catastrophe game is actually a trial level, and only after clearing the level can she be qualified to use her power, so as to gain great power. So who set up this trial level? Isn't it Puyangsheng? Pu Yangsheng's purpose is just to set up this level to test himself?

It's ridiculous.

So from the perspective of "future self", the Havoc game is a trial level? This view seems to be very reasonable, but don't forget why you were suspicious of Hongjun in the first place, that is, the development of the current situation is not immutable at all, and at the same time, fatalism is also self-defeating, and the future has probabilistic significance for the present, that is, the future is fundamentally uncertain for the present.

One-way uncertainty leads to two-way ambiguity, so how can the future self be sure that the current self will experience the cataclysm game? Is it simply based on probability? He estimated that the probability of experiencing the Havoc game was extremely high, so he would send Hongjun back? But as something that travels through time, won't Hongjun completely mess up the timeline?

With all these tedious thoughts lingering in Lu Shaozhen's mind, he felt more and more that science was magical, and his understanding of entropy was limited to the understanding of the second law of thermodynamics: entropy increased with the passage of time. But understanding this, it is enough to understand the so-called timeline deviation that has occurred in me so far.

In this way, he began to walk downstairs, and now he was on the fifth floor, and he glanced roughly into the hallway, and saw that the walls on both sides seemed to bring the infinite darkness into a swamp that sank deeper and deeper, leading straight into the bottomless nothingness.

He shook his head to himself, the abyss is staring at you when you are staring into the abyss, and you should also be wary of heroes when you revere heroes, the effect of force is mutual, and there must be reverberations if you don't forget, although this echo may not be as brilliant as you originally intended.

Lu Shaozhen didn't know how these thoughts came about, he only felt that the tears in his eyes increased every time he stepped down the steps, and he felt that some kind of expectation in his heart was dead, like ashes scattered in the breeze of dawn, always revealing inexplicable sadness.

When the meaning comes to the outstanding, the mountains and tsunamis come not with enthusiasm for new love, but with tribute to the past. It is a fact that the Si people have passed away, after all, it cannot be concealed, and the simple and beautiful vision will always only exist in the concept, and any other form of mourning is blasphemy.

The lonely footsteps echoed on the stairs, and Lu Shaozhen finally understood why she would chase the black shadow without hesitation, in fact, the black shadow was just a symbol of her escape, when Lu Shaozhen felt that her hopes were shattered and she was ashamed, anything that could attract attention could attract Lu Shaozhen to the past, so Lu Shaozhen was not chasing the poor bravely, but running away from the past.

In fact, it would be nice to say if Yun Daixi was not his ex-girlfriend, but the truth is so cruel, Lu Shaozhen finally left room for fantasy, and she was squeezed by reality.

Tears finally found a plausible explanation...... Lu Shaozhen sighed lonely.

In this way, he came to the corner of the stairs on the fourth floor, Lu Shaozhen just glanced at the things on the ground faintly, in the process of pursuit, he slipped and fell here and did a front flip, he was not in the mood to check what it was, even if Mount Tai collapsed in front of him, he couldn't be interested.

"Click." The sound of footsteps was empty, and it seemed extremely quiet against the light revealed by the extremely faint floor-to-ceiling windows.

Then this situation was maintained until Lu Shaozhen went down to the third floor.

At the corner of the stairs, Lu Shaozhen was immersed in his own sorrow and couldn't extricate himself, he half-bowed his head, and although his eyes were looking at the road, he was actually looking into the void.

He took a step forward, and the ground was a little slippery. It seems that you have to walk carefully, or you may not have the luck you had at that time if you do another front flip.

Another cautious step forward, huh? What's going on? There was a very vague mass of stuff piled up there, and it looked like rotten and fat pork.

Oh.

Lu Shaozhen didn't care, his mind was not here at all, just like that, he went down another level.

At this point it should be three floors.

Well. Well? Why is the lard still in this piece? Lu Shaozhen stopped instantly, he felt a little incredible, and at the same time, his thoughts returned to reality.

How can this lard-like thing have three layers? Lu Shaozhen was puzzled by this inexplicable situation, because in his impression, only these slippery things existed on the fifth layer.

Could it be that there is something wrong with your consciousness? Or did you not realize that there was this thing on the previous floors? But it's impossible, if you run so quickly, you would have fallen and eaten.

Scratching the back of her head, Lu Shaozhen continued to walk down as if she didn't believe in evil, and the light around her seemed to have changed a little at this time, but this was only Lu Shaozhen's main reaction, and it was very likely to be affected by irrational factors such as emotion, and it seemed to have become an unverifiable phenomenon.

And just like that, he went down another level, and this time he was utterly shocked, because the lard was still there! What's going on, there's this thing on all layers? Lu Shaozhen's mouth was open, staring at the pile of rotten things shrouded in the misty light, silent for a long time, his mind had some thoughts, but he was incredibly uncertain, and then he groped up and down, trying to find something that could be used as a marker.

At this time, Lu Shaozhen was left with only tattered jeans except for almost stranded shirts, and even the motorcycle uniform was left in the warehouse. In the pocket of his jeans were the "Subject Data Log" booklet that had been compressed into a ball and the piece of paper that had been taken out of the warehouse table, both of which had become crumpled due to the turmoil he had experienced with Lu Shaozhen, and the handwriting on them was also a little wet with sweat.