Chapter 115: No Separation
He began to move his steps slowly. Although there is no clear manifestation of the state of affairs in the world. But Paglia was very careful to do it.
He was so frightened by all kinds of traps. So I had to spend the rest of my life in fear. On the other hand, however, it is also a time of exploration on a very different level. Because the world in front of me is not at the same level as the one I knew at the beginning.
It is clear that there has been a huge change in all aspects of the environment.
What is most pressing for Paglia right now is to understand her surroundings. He turned on the external communication device in the autologous ecological device. It is hoped that even one spacecraft in orbit that can be contacted will be able to use the natural convenience of their location to bring at least one kind of help to their own actions.
Because he was clearly on the ground. Therefore, there is no way to figure out the specific position of the entire Blue Ocean Star that he is currently in. In other words, it is not even clear which simple act to go towards, let alone the relevant things done at a higher level to find one's own purpose.
How ridiculous is that, so unrealistic it seems.
The autologous ecological device itself does have some detection capabilities. Although it had been out of order for a while. But that doesn't mean the device can't be used on our home planet. Then it's really nonsense.
But what? The results of this detection are limited to a spatial visual module map of a few hundred meters around Paglia, and are only intended to serve as a successful aid in a small event. But it doesn't mean that you can grasp all the possibilities of the general trend in space!
Therefore, Puglia himself must use the broken equipment that is still in the air to achieve his own purpose of probing the prescribed position. The most recent gain of bearing was before the space shuttle fell.
In view of the indisputable fact that he did not know which water port he crawled out of, even if the detector on the autologous ecological device was running at full power, there was no way to find the mouth of the lake that he had fallen into.
And because I don't want to act rashly, I can only hope to get some feedback location information from those flying objects in the sky.
As it turned out, Paglia's idea was good. But the real world did give him a hard slap in the face. He stared at the unsupported display of connectivity that appeared in his eyes.
There is simply no way to find a reasonable access that can provide even the slightest help to oneself. Even the main control center of the so-called most stable "Last Leaves" was still dead silent at this time. There is no hustle and bustle before I left. It's as lonely as a dead city.
* Actually, this situation was already foreseen by Puglia earlier. So he was still reluctantly able to accept this fact. But in any case, in my own heart, there is some discomfort manifested in my deep consciousness. It's just that he obviously has a very deep understanding of this situation. So didn't do those unnecessary moves out of the way.
Paglia rubbed her eyes a little helplessly. Apparently because of the long attention just now, I lost my mind. As a result, my eyes don't know why they have lost some water, so they become very dry and uncomfortable.
After rubbing it for a while, a little tear will naturally seep out of the corner of his eye to soak his eye sockets. There's no breeze that can directly hit your eyes, but that's a good thing! I was able to let those tears slowly soak my eyes, and I was able to feel comfortable for a while. Instead of being directly exposed to the liquid by the wind, it is dried!
Or because of the autologous ecological device mask! I have to say that I still have to thank this device for helping.
As a result, even if Paglia's fingers want to make direct contact at a skin level, they need to pull their arms back from the sleeves as we used to play when we were children, so that our arms and bodies will be squeezed into the space between the jackets, and the two sleeves will become empty.
Taking advantage of this opportunity to rest for a while, Paglia had to choose to burrow into the woods. He has no way out, he can't plunge into the water again, even if anyone finally gets out of such a situation, he doesn't want to go back again so easily!
So he had only one choice - to go in the opposite direction. It should be a kind of solace to keep in the soul! It is equivalent to a very superficial paralyzing measure, which will not bring any harm, on the contrary, it can conduct a most rational and objective analysis of the current situation, and give a reasonable solution in an extremely short period of time!
The ground beneath her feet was unusually sticky as if it had been mixed with glue, and each time she moved her steps, it was as if she was stepping on a swamp that provided good restraint. However, this swamp is very dry, but the whole physical and chemical properties have become very soft and flexible!
Paglia had no intention of delving into this, as there was still one way to reach the edge of the ring.
It's just that the feeling under his feet gives him a very strange feeling, and his face becomes unusually ugly. But I had to hide what I wanted to express in my heart.
At this time, one of his feet was placed in the original land, but the other foot had already stepped into the forest earlier.
However, the soil in the forest has become unusually hard. It felt as hard as stepping on concrete. If you step on the left and right twists carefully, the touch coming back from the tip of your toe will even think that you are stepping on an unknown metal block. You know, such an environment is absolutely impossible to provide basic survival in the jungle deep inland.
Unless this is a trap that has been dealt with beforehand or is not set up to ambush itself. It's just a disguise at the usual level. Ever since she thought about it, Puglia still found it very interesting.
So there is no need for his mind to be so active. Naturally, I put down my heels steadily.
That's when it happened. The danger rose suddenly, and the other foot suddenly seemed to be stuck in quicksand. Only then did Paglia realize that the soil had become so soft that she didn't even feel it when her other foot sank into it for a few centimeters.
It is only in the end, when the different degrees of height difference between the two sides are truly revealed, that they will be perceived by the sharper perception of the body system!
"Damn it, what the hell is this", Puglia was obviously angry and scolded. Because he didn't know why these environments had become the way they were during those times. Is it purely to bully yourself? "It's not a good thing! No wonder Lao Tzu always feels that something is wrong, it turns out that the crux of the problem is under his own feet! "There's still time, just right! Puglia thought to herself!
He grabbed a tree trunk beside him that was thicker than a lamppole. Use this support as your own strength to use all your strength.
As a result, he was easily pulled out by himself, he didn't expect it to be so simple, it seems that he was too excited. I think that all the changes will be directed at me at a certain stage.
"And those softening changes in the ground shouldn't be coming towards you, right?" He let go of his mind and inevitably thought.
Now, both feet are on the same layer of solid ground. I don't know what kind of effect my heart has, and it becomes unusually comfortable.
Perhaps this is the greatest comfort that the solid earth brings to mankind itself. Actually! Everyone has a fear of heights in some way! That is, no matter how many people claim to be, they clearly don't have any fear of heights. At that time, when our own minds are not yet mature, there will be at least a time when we will have a cruel fear of all of this, even a few meters high.
It can be seen from this that height can barely become a test for every qualified human being, of course, the final standard still depends on what level of our blood concentration is. Because different genetic factors are destined to mean different physiological responses to all aspects of the world in which we live.
Is that all? The answer obviously won't be that simple, because there are still many useful layers that haven't been developed. Wouldn't it be a pity to disappear like this?
"Huh?" Paglia was now clearly sending out a crisp question. He looked at his feet with apprehension, "Oh s h i t!" He was obviously made a mess by the matter, and he was forced to choke out a mess of language that was not his native language.
He saw that the yellow earth beneath his feet was constantly being eroded by a black shadow of unknown shadows, and this was still spreading into the distance. So there seems to be some important inner marrow in the ground under his feet. It became unusually hollow, which means that the next manifestation is the unknown state that I encountered before.
Land softening! Sink into your feet! Hold on to a tree to escape! Over and over again!
Paglia screamed, obviously unable to bear it anymore, so she could only rush into it desperately. In other words, the direction in which the woods grew more thickly, he had to choose to escape when the Devouring Black Circle was completely encircled and fell here.
This is very necessary for oneself. He could not accept being swallowed up again by an unknown earth. In fact, from the moment before he took the wild step, he saw that not far from him, which was closer to the water mouth, that is, where he once did not know, and the place where he was relaxing and lying down gradually became inclined at this time, and then the height of the entire level slowly decreased. It's like being eroded by something in the water.
Slowly and passively moving forward on the road to nothingness. But Puglia thought to herself, if she were that land, she wouldn't want to suffer such a sin!