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"Here...... What's going on? I am back? Chen Tingzhi, who had been driving for half an hour, stopped the motorcycle and frowned, because the scenery in the distance was not the route down the mountain, but the familiar ancestral shrine, farmland and faintly invisible.

"Is this reverberating world so big? I rode all the way and went straight back from the other side? Chen Tingzhi couldn't help but think of Faphnir, the vegetative girl whose soul fell into the Lethe River and was captured by the remnants of Norse mythology.

The reverberation of Faphnir is only the size of a small city, and the NPCs in it are intelligent and simple, just repeating life for a period of time according to the memory of Faphnir, and at the end of the memory, it will continue to start from the beginning. When Faphnir leaves the city and goes outside, he will expel the fog outside the city and form a new environment like opening up a game map.

Chen Tingzhi suspected that the reverberating world in front of him was also the same existence, and his heart was suddenly relieved: it would be much better if the family members became vegetative, at least they could communicate with him, let him become sober, and then send him back, so that he could not only get the news of his family after he left, but also determine the timeline changes between the two worlds again.

Starting the motorcycle, Chen Tingzhi continued to move forward and came to the old house.

"No, there are no footprints of mine here, it's not where I've been before!" The vigilance in Chen Ting's heart instantly rose to the highest level, overturning all the previous inferences.

This reverberation world is not simple, it is not a simple route cycle, it is different from the remnant world after the vegetative man leaves the soul of Faphnir, but at the moment, Ting Chen doesn't even have the strength of Mingjin, and his safety cannot be guaranteed.

Chen Tingzhi stopped the motorcycle, pulled out the key, and walked around a few houses along the stone path, and saw his old house.

Walking to his old house, Chen Tingzhi turned his head to take a look, and sure enough, there was a motorcycle parked in front of the grandfather's house next door, which was exactly the same as Chen Tingzhi's previous ride.

took out the key to open the door of his old house, Chen Tingzhi confirmed that he had never stepped into this place, and turned around and left, not even closing the door.

approached the motorcycle in front of Ah Gong's door, took out the key that was pulled out from the motorcycle parked outside, plugged it in directly, and started the engine, sure enough, Chen Tingzhi immediately heard the rumble of the engine of the motorcycle under his hand.

Chen Tingzhi felt very uncomfortable, with a slight tingling sensation and a cool feeling like a man's back. The scene in front of me is like a ghost hitting a wall, and you can't get out of the circle.

"Make a few marks and verify them." Chen Tingzhi returned to the old house and took out a brand-new shiny firewood knife and a miner's lamp from the warehouse where the clothes were drying, and he was very grateful to his grandfather for having the habit of maintaining the firewood knife.

Chen Tingzhi tied the miner's lamp to his waist, then carried a firewood knife and carved a five-pointed star on the cabinet in the house, then turned around and went out, carved a five-pointed star on the door, and then came to Ah Gong's door and carved a five-pointed star on the handlebar of the motorcycle.

Hurriedly walking down the stone path to the outside, Chen Tingzhi stuffed the firewood knife in his hand into a hanging pocket on both sides of the front handle of the motorcycle, and looked at the handlebar carefully.

"No pentagram? But it's not sure yet, you have to go back and see. Chen Tingzhi started the motorcycle, turned around, and galloped in the direction of the mountain.

After another half-hour drive, Chen Tingzhi saw the old house again.

Stop, pull out the key, put on a firewood knife and follow the stone path to the old house. Glancing to the side, Chen Tingzhi didn't see another motorcycle parked in front of Ah Gong's door.

Five-pointed star, not on the gate. Chen Tingzhi opened the locked door and glanced inside, there was no ugly five-pointed star carved by himself on the cabinet, he looked inside, and found the wood knife and mining lamp again.

"It's just the final verification." Chen Tingzhi nodded, locked the door, and this time carved a cross on the door.

Back outside, Chen Tingzhi cut off a bunch of grass, rode a motorcycle and turned around, and followed the downhill route.

Once again, he returned to the No. 2 old house, in order to distinguish it, Chen Tingzhi made the old house he discovered for the first time No. 1, and this one was naturally No. 2 after the discovery.

Chen Tingzhi hurriedly stopped and pulled out the key, there was still no five-pointed star on the handlebar, and the grass on one side was also intact, and when he returned to the old house, there was really only one five-pointed star on the door, and there was no cross.

"Good, keep going."

Chen Tingzhi took out a little cold and hard steamed bun from the old house, kept walking, returned to the side of the motorcycle while gnawing, started the engine, and continued to move along the downhill route.

More than half an hour later, the No. 3 old house appeared in front of Chen Tingzhi.

Turn off the car and stop the car, pull out the key, and lock the car.

After checking it and making sure that there was no trace of the grass being cut on one side, Chen Tingzhi took the firewood knife in his pocket and cautiously followed the stone path to the old house, there was still no one, and similarly, there was no five-pointed star on the door of the old house, and the motorcycle parked at the door by Ah Gong next door was also parked there.

"It can be concluded that this is a world of reverberations repeated many times in a single scene, that is to say, this world is only this countless mountains and old houses," Chen Tingzhi found an empty kettle and drew out the gasoline in the motorcycle in front of Ah Gong's door, "But why is this arranged?" Not conforming to the reverberation of an unconscious undead is the law of a self-consistent and self-sustaining system. ”

It's not a ghost hitting a wall, it's not a looping scene, the timeline of each place is not linked, and there is no spatial distortion, just copying and pasting hundreds or even hundreds of thousands of copies of one's hometown. Chen Tingzhi moved his neck uncomfortably, and looked around, except for grass and grass, there was still no living thing.

Chen Tingzhi lifted the kettle filled with half a pot of gasoline and walked outside, the motorcycle was safe and sound, there were no living creatures, and naturally no one could come out to steal the car.

After glancing at the gasoline reserves in the fuel tank, Chen Tingzhi added the gasoline in his hand, filled it to seventy percent, and then threw some of the remaining gasoline kettles in the other hanging pocket.

What's next? It's simple, move on. As long as this world is still a reverberant world, there will be an end, and even if it comes back in a circle in the end, it can be regarded as a harvest.

Chen Tingzhi didn't think that there would be no one in this reverberant world, after all, this reverberant world had not yet disintegrated, which meant that the undead in this world were still alive. Chen Tingzhi is now desperate to know the identity of this undead.

The rumbling motorcycle carried Chen Tingzhi on, he raised his head to look at the sky, and found that it was almost dark, so he twisted the handlebar and added a throttle, and then shifted gears, making the speed of the motorcycle soar to a higher level.

rushed past the No. 4, No. 5 and No. 6 old houses in a row, Chen Tingzhi's gasoline was two and a half pots, two firewood knives were also brought, and three miner's lamps were added.

Then Chen Tingzhi stopped at the No. 7 old house, carefully pushed the motorcycle along the stone path to the front of the old house, opened the door, parked the motorcycle inside, then locked the door, went upstairs and fell asleep on the bed.

The sky outside soon darkened, and at about ten o'clock in the evening, Chen Tingzhi suddenly woke up, turned over to the balcony of the grandfather next door, flowed into the house, found a big bowl of duck soup in the kitchen, and ate the fluffy steamed buns roasted over the fire.

"Almost, if there is any change, it must be abnormal around twelve o'clock."

Chen Tingzhi went out, as usual, to draw gasoline, and even found a mineral water bottle to store a little brake fluid. There was no need for more knives and miner's lamps, and he had enough to bring with him, so he found a whetstone from his grandfather's house and put it in the trunk of his motorcycle.

"By the way, let's bring some food, in case it is difficult to find something to eat after the change." Chen Tingzhi thought of this, and this time he took a firewood knife to break down the door everywhere, packed some easy-to-carry steamed buns, biscuits, dried meat, and sauerkraut, and then stuffed them into the back box of his motorcycle.

Make a mark to prevent confusion. Nicholas Chen found a can of blue paint and drew a large lightning bolt pattern on his motorcycle.

Then just wait.

Chen Tingzhi held the firewood knife, paying attention to maintaining the breathing, blood circulation, and strength of the exploding steel body, the new body has not yet developed the instinct of cultivating all the time, and it still needs to be deliberately maintained.

No movement?

Nicholas Chen's lack of acquaintance didn't catch anything wrong, but this is the biggest mistake. A world of remnants of the undead is used to fulfill his dreams, and even the remnants of a vegetative person who has left his soul will operate according to certain rules. This reverberating world like a pool of stagnant water must be the protagonist in addition to a big problem.