Lu Ziming doesn't know if his thinking is correct, but there is one thing that can prove his speculation, he and this space are independent, whether he is a guinea pig in the maze or not, the designer does not want to really trap himself here, colorful fruits and colorful fish are the best proof.

The designer of the maze couldn't have left no clues, but where were the clues?

The teacher is not thinking about the students, there will always be some hints. The boss will let the employees do the work, and it will not be beyond the scope of the employees' ability, otherwise what is the point? The designer of the labyrinth should be the same, if the maze cannot be solved at all, what is the meaning of its existence? Even if it is an unbreakable Solomon knot, isn't it split by Alexander with a sword?

There should be an answer, and there must be a clue, but I was ignored by myself, what is the clue and where is the clue?

Once Lu Ziming starts to think about the problem, he will become unusually persistent, which may be a common problem of science students, if he does not understand the problem, he will never stop, whether it is drilling the tip of the horns or finding another way, there is only one purpose, and the only one, that is, he can't sleep without solving the problem.

Why does the maze choose himself, instead of others, he doesn't care at all now, and he can't care about it, because he is in the maze now, and only by getting out of the maze can this problem be truly solved.

Why is the labyrinth designed as a five-by-five separate space, and why is it not a three-by-three, or seven-by-seven other rule?

Why is the space of the labyrinth designed to be so large, and a little smaller is not enough to trap itself.

Thoughts poured out of my mind, then denied one by one, and then strange thoughts appeared, and then denied, reappeared, and denied, and I didn't know how long I thought about it, and I always seemed to be spinning in a mystery, and I couldn't jump out of the mystery to observe and think.

Time is passing little by little, in the space where there is no change of sun, moon and stars, he doesn't know whether it is day or night, he can only rely on instinct and the time indicated on his watch to mechanically spend each day.

The days went by like this, mechanically and stubbornly through the invisible walls over and over again in what he thought was the day, and then returned to the middle space in the set evening. Then he persistently studied the route he had taken during the day, hoping to find some clues, and even the slightest nuance could not escape his eyes.

He can't remember how much he has run, and the direct consequence is that his legs have become thicker, like a person who insists on exercising every day, and the essence of his body is quietly undergoing some invisible but perceptible changes.

The most obvious thing is that his food is constantly increasing, at first he can only eat two fish a day, then it becomes three, four, and finally the seven fish in the deep pool are not enough for him to eat, but fortunately, there are still many colorful fruits on the tree to satisfy his hunger. Not all multicolored fruits are delicious, at first he only eats red multicolored fruits because it is sweet, then he starts eating green multicolored fruits with a sour taste, and finally he has to start eating black bitter multicolored fruits.

He didn't understand why there were colorful fruits with different flavors on the big tree, couldn't they just grow red colorful fruits? Could it be that the sweet, sour, bitter, spicy and salty ones let him taste the taste of life, or was there another reason? He didn't know, but he could feel that there was a reason for the designer of the labyrinth, at least after eating those colorful fruits, his body did not feel unwell, but instead had a desire from his body, which he attributed to the body's need for various elements.

After eating anything for a long time, there will be a kind of resistance, and Lu Ziming will certainly not be an exception.

At first, he ate with relish, but slowly he found that he could no longer swallow, but in order to live, he could only close his eyes, and think of the food in his mouth as other flavors in his heart, and then he found that he was no longer eating, but swallowing these foods, because he had begun to become numb.

Lu Ziming has always thought that he will not be a picky eater, he can eat anything without saying anything, at least he will never reject food, whether it is a dry steamed bun that is difficult to swallow, or a cold and tasteless meal, as long as it is eaten, he has never refused, he has long been as solid as a rock in his mind, he has tried both loneliness and loneliness, no big deal.

But this time, he was wrong, wildly wrong, and outrageously wrong. The hardest thing in the world is not to eat the same food every day, but to be empty, lonely, and hopeless in your heart.

He had never spent so much time alone in solitude and loneliness, and there was almost no end in sight, no hope, no future, no sound could be heard in the claustrophobic space, like a lifeless thousand-year-old tomb, and the living dead in the tomb was himself.

At this time, he was suffering, struggling, fighting, and his soul was under tremendous pressure, and he passed the four stages of emptiness.

The first stage is the hesitation period, just entered the unfamiliar space, in addition to being afraid of survival, the ant is still greedy for life, not to mention Lu Ziming, he is not afraid of death, but he died in vain, there is no familiar person around, he is unwilling, he chose to fight against the maze, relying on a strong will to survive.

The second stage is the solitary period, in the continuous exploration, he gradually found out the hidden secrets of the labyrinth, although it is not yet completely solved, but he sees the hope of living. No one talked to him, he talked to himself, digging out the dusty memories from the depths of his mind little by little, slowly recalling, and spending sleepless nights in loneliness and loneliness.

The third stage is the numbness period, when all the memories come to his mind I don't know how many times, nothing can no longer arouse his interest, and he is now in this stage. He didn't know what he should do, as if it was meaningless to do anything, he walked through the wall again and again, lost and desperate again and again, his strong will had begun to wear out, and frustration and decadence began to emerge from the bottom of his heart.

And in the next fourth stage, he didn't dare to think about it, it was a boundless emptiness, the emptiness made people crazy, crazy, and even hoped that someone would suddenly jump out and beat him hard to feel comfortable, even if someone abused himself with the most vicious swear words in the world, and peeled off the ugly things he had done little by little, there was someone to talk to him.

He didn't know what else was after the fourth stage, and when he began to count the colorful fruits on the tree, he became restless, counting the colorful fruits, then counting the leaves on the tree, tirelessly stuffing all kinds of useless information into his mind over and over again.

However, these have become extravagant hopes, and they have become unattainable, and no one pays attention to them at all.