Yue Wange and Ultramarine walked up to them, and the latter's eyes took on a striking cyan blue.

"Can you let go of our teacher, is there anything you can't talk about?"

Yue Wange stretched out her hand and tried to communicate. Her eyes quickly swept over Gu Qiancheng behind him, and her expression seemed to be a little embarrassed, which made Yue Wange a little surprised.

What kind of words did Director Gu say to provoke him? And looking at this expression, she really wanted to know the consequences of saying this.

"No, I can't. ”

Young Master Tao's gun was pressed against Gu Qiancheng's side of the head, and Ultramarine was a little flustered, and his eyes returned to black.

He fell down and stomped steadily on the ground. He continued to point a gun at their guide, his face calm and cold.

"At least give us a reason!"

"This woman has trapped my most important person with time. Don't worry, she can't die, I'll have to keep her alive to go back and undo that damn sleeping spell. ”

Impatiently, he pushed the two girls away and continued to pull their teacher towards the staircase.

Anseong, they quickly caught up. In this way, a farcical chase was staged in the quiet and deserted hospital corridor.

Koney knew that not everyone really wanted to save the good woman – she wasn't.

But out of the necessary humanitarian spirit, and considering that Gu Daogu was indeed a good teacher, and the mentality that no one wanted to be left behind, she ran down the stairs with several classmates.

Even if she couldn't see the front of the line at all.

Bumps down the steps, a short turn on the flat ground, then the down steps, and then the flat ground again.

Down, turn, down, turn, down......

How many layers are there?

Konai wasn't good at sports, she stopped, panting.

The hallway echoed with the sound of chaotic footsteps. She grabbed the handrail and held her sore leg.

Speaking of which, from the very beginning, the hanged ghost-like woman next to her who had been hanging in the air...... What the hell is going on.

Frost Que hovered silently at the junction of the upper and lower stairs, between the four handrails. She looked at her expressionlessly as if she were watching a play.

Before Konai could figure it out, he was bumped into by someone running behind him.

Fortunately, there are only two steps, otherwise it would have hurt to fall down the stairs. She rubbed her head and turned to look at the men.

Pottery and ...... Gu Qiancheng?

She understood, it was the Penrose Ladder.

Young Master Tao looked at Shuangque's position, looked up and down, and quickly understood his situation.

"The clock tower can only go up, not back. ”

In Frost Que's statement, people gradually concentrated on this staircase, and many people were still gasping for breath.

Konai tried to walk up, and the others looked at her. As she turned, eyes followed. Changsheng also understood, and she turned her head to the bottom of the stairs, not the top.

But no matter where he was, Koney no longer appeared.

She went out.

Others also walked upwards one after another.

There is no infinitely looping staircase, just a half-open door that lets in some light. Jiang Shuo, who was at the beginning, hesitated for a moment and walked in.

It's like a factory, or a power plant, and it's a lot of large, unknown equipment. But it's more advanced, cleaner, and more sophisticated than these locations.

Many dark shadows shuttled between them, fewer in number than in the second layer. It suddenly occurred to them that they had not seen these remnants on the third floor.

Konai was walking around inside, surveying the things.

Liu Xili walked to the other side. Because she noticed that someone in front of a workbench seemed to be facing away from them.

"You killed my students. ”

The figure heard such a voice, and everyone noticed this, and slowly moved closer to Liu Xili's place.

The man was wearing a blue-gray plaid shirt with crumpled corners.

He seemed to be fiddling with something in front of his desk, and from time to time he wrote unknown symbols on the whiteboard in front of him.

Next to it is a huge floor-to-ceiling glass with pictures of various celestial bodies. On the wall in front of his workbench hangs a huge image of Venus, Mars, Earth, and a very small arc of the Sun.

It's a huge photograph.

This photograph was combined with dozens of exposures and some photographs taken from the ground.

An Cheng felt that all this was familiar, and Yue Wange and Ultramarine also knew a little.

These are things that the three of astrophysics are familiar with all the time.

The man turned his head slowly, his movements a little sluggish, and his hands did not stop. And when he writes formulas, his fingertips are so flexible.

His short hair, which was the same color as dead wood, was curled and looked a little messy. Black-framed resin glasses frame the bridge of his nose, and the lenses are as thick as the bottom of a beer bottle.

And under these eyes, there are a pair of jewel-like blue eyes.

From the beginning to the bottom, he is like an ordinary academic researcher. Just as you would casually stop the temperament of a middle-aged professor in an excellent university.

Although, he is younger.

"I seem to have seen you. Ultramarine said.

"I'm Xie Huaichen. ”

"If it's you? I, I've read your article, and I've transferred to your school. ”

"Really?"

He didn't seem to care much.

Some dangling instruments floated by, and if you looked closely, you could see those black shadows dragging them.

"We are on the third level and do not see the dregs of these souls. Chonglin pondered.

"Because the third layer used to be unmanned, naturally no one would lose there. ”

At some point, Frost Que reappeared on a machine. She still clutched the silver pocket watch in her hand.

"You bring him back and kill him. ”

Xie Huaichen repeated. There didn't seem to be too much sadness in his tone, but in that firm tone and sharp eyes, it was clear that he was condemning something.

"Frost Que said that your student gave up his body to his sister......"

Shi Xue said tentatively, Xie Huaichen didn't react much. He only thought for a moment, and nodded reluctantly.

"People always die. Human life, birth, old age, sickness and death is a process of chronic oxidation. ”

As he said this, he took out a small glass bottle from his plate. "Well, anyway, since you're all tired of the world...... I want to ask you a question. ”

"You speak?"

"The so-called misanthropy is the people who are tired of the world, not the disgust of themselves. So after that, no matter what kind of treatment you go through, you shouldn't complain, right? You hate the world, and the world hates you, and that's fair. ”

Everyone looked at each other. Ultramarine didn't answer, she vaguely felt that Xie Huaichen was hinting at something. But she still can't figure it out.

"Forget it, it's nothing, forgive me for talking to myself...... Another question: what is it?"

He shook the clear glass bottle in his hand in front of them and asked.

“...... Anything...... Hmm, a speck of dust?"

Anjo didn't know, he tried to look at it, as if he found an extremely small spot. But it was so small that he even wondered if he was wrong.

"A singularity. ”

Xie Huaichen unscrewed the lid, poured the invisible particles on his fingertips, and snapped his fingers.

The volume is infinitely small, the density is infinite, the temperature is infinitely high, and the curvature of space-time is infinite.

That is, the beginning of all things in the universe.

A bright light filled every corner of the field of vision, penetrating a thin layer of skin even when the eyes were closed.

Ultramarine had to cover her eyes like everyone else, but just as she raised her hand, everything fell into endless darkness again.

However, such darkness is not easily perceived.

After less than a second of bright light, her eyes were not badly traumatized, but her vision was still gray—she had not yet adjusted to the darkness. As Ultramarine's eyes widened and she tried to take in her surroundings, someone suddenly bumped into her.

"Oops!"

She felt herself drifting backwards uncontrollably. Then, someone grabbed her hand.

Ultramarine's gaze softened a little, and she saw Yue Wange's silhouette tugging at her.

"What's going on?!"

A roar reached her ears. She saw that in her position, a strange cold light exploded.

She stared carefully at the only source of light, mushroom-like dust that resembled a nuclear explosion spreading, dozens of blue-purple dancing rays intertwined with reddish-brown filaments.

That's a high density of gas and dust.

Her eyes adapted to such an environment. She looked around, and in the endless darkness, countless tiny and sparse white points of light were bright and extinguished.

Bands of light and dots of colored mist shimmer in some distant places, magnificent and majestic.

Beneath him, there was an arc-shaped, blue planet, mottled white all over it, like a tattered gauze.

It's the earth.

So......

Are we in the middle of a universe?

No.

It is possible to breathe and sound can be transmitted normally......

In other words, this is a simulated cosmic environment, a pseudo-vacuum.

Another explosion was heard from far away.

Yue Wange clutched her arms tightly, lowered her head, and couldn't speak for a long time.

Ultramarine reacted suddenly: she had been saved.

Time must have been remastered. Moreover, she must have died once in her previous position.

And in the other part of this vast space, Anseong was looking around, looking for his scattered companions.

He first saw Changsheng in a position dozens of meters away, but he couldn't move. He felt that the way he was dancing in a pseudo-vacuum must be funny.

A meteorite of no small size came to him, and he stretched out his hands and flipped up from it as if he were jumping a horse in physical education class. With this counterforce, he finally pushed himself.

In a vacuum, any object remains in a constant linear motion or at rest until an external force forces it to change its state of motion.

Changsheng saw him and motioned for him to move closer to the remnants of the explosion.

"On the battlefield, it's safest to hide in a gun pit. The probability of a shell falling in a place that has been blown up is low. ”

"You're okay too, that's great!"

In the dust that has not yet dissipated, Shi Xue's face is clear. The joy and joy in her eyes that she couldn't hide were so real.

Such a clear gaze, in such a sinister clock tower, what a rare luxury.

Beauty owes to rarity, and rarity is due to fragility.

- To be continued -