There is a "uncertain" theory in quantum mechanics where the position of a particle and its momentum cannot be determined at the same time, which is also known as the theory of entanglement.

Lu Ziming didn't know why he suddenly remembered this question he saw in the magazine "Exploration", as if something was poured into his brain, and this idea came out strangely.

When the colorful fruit and the colorful fish reappeared, some things did not change with it, first of all, self, which had always been there, and did not even move its position. Then the colorful fruits and colorful fish in the backpack did not disappear, and finally the clothes that I put on the grass did not disappear, and the rest of the qiē disappeared, or were reset.

I and my backpack can be understood as foreign things, which do not exist in this space in the first place, and are not controlled by the space here, and belong to foreign objects.

The colorful fruits and colorful fish in the backpack have not disappeared because they have lost some connection with the space because they are stored in the backpack, or they no longer belong to this space, and it is impossible to determine their storage.

Based on his own judgment, he thought of the space separated by the mirror wall, and boldly speculated that there must be some kind of meaning in it, otherwise it would not be separated by the mirror wall.

Although the thought flashed through his mind, it was only a very vague concept at first, and the leaves scattered on the road to mark it would disappear from space, until he thought of the so-called "uncertain" theory. I and the things in my backpack belong to foreign objects, or they don't belong to this space, and the space can't determine whether they really exist or not, and naturally they won't disappear.

Since your own things don't disappear, it's perfect to use it as a measurement space.

He always has a notepad in his backpack to record the habits and characteristics of various mutated creatures, and he has developed a habit over time.

There is no wind in the space, and the pieces of paper marked with Arabic numerals do not have to worry about being blown off by the wind, so they are placed in the space separated by each mirror wall, and their corresponding positions are recorded on a notepad.

He didn't know what would happen next, but since the mirror wall divided the entire space into five by five, twenty-five spaces of the same size, naturally there should be some kind of unknown meaning.

Over the next few days, he sadly discovered that he was really trapped in a labyrinthine space, and it was an unsolvable labyrinth, at least with his little knowledge. The entire space is divided by the realm wall, forming twenty-five separate spaces, each of which changes every 12 hours except for the middle one, and the large trees and deep pools are also reset.

It doesn't make sense to reset or transform, because it's impossible to predict where the independent small space will transform next time, and there may or may not be a pattern in it, and in his opinion, it's not something he can crack.

This should be an active maze, different from a fixed maze, as long as you have enough patience, you will definitely find a way to solve the maze. However, the labyrinth of activity must first find out the rules in it, otherwise it will not be able to be solved at all, it has nothing to do with perseverance and perseverance, and it has to do with wisdom, and his current wisdom cannot solve this problem that is unsolvable.

From his observations over the past few days, starting from the most central space, he could choose four directions at a time, and only when he chose correctly, the realm wall behind him would disappear. If he chooses the wrong direction of the realm wall, nothing will happen to the realm wall, and the next choice will be meaningless, it is this seemingly simple choice, which hides a huge amount of information, which means that he has to start all over again every time he chooses the wrong one. The time chosen is only twelve hours, and after this time, all the rules of the last time are invalid, and the space is reset again, which is the terrible thing about the activity maze.

Twelve hours of time is precious, and there is not even time to sit down and catch a breath, and even then it is too late.

In the past two days, Lu Ziming felt like a mouse scurrying around in the maze, again and again, over and over again, and I don't know how long I ran until my legs were swollen, my eyes were dizzy, and my mind was dizzy, and I didn't find the slightest pattern of the maze.

If he can't find the law of the maze, he won't be able to get out of the maze even if he runs to death, and he seems to be racing against time, and the time is only twelve hours.

"No! I'm going to die of exhaustion if I keep doing this. ”

He really couldn't think of any other way than to keep running, but even if he kept running, he wouldn't be able to cross every realm wall correctly in twelve hours, unless he found the right route. Each time he had four directions to choose from, it meant that he had to take at least three or four thousand steps, and the next choice would be twice as long as the last, and the next time would be twice as long as the last. If he is lucky, the correct rate of each choice is 75%, that is, if he chooses wrong only once in four times, the correct rate is not so high.

The first choice is to run 3,000 steps, the second choice is to run 6,000 steps, plus the 3,000 steps that have been run is 9,000 steps, and then the third choice, the same 9,000 steps, plus the 9,000 steps already run, that is, 18,000 steps, and then the fourth choice, another 9,000 steps, plus the 18,000 steps that have already been run, that is, 27,000 steps, the fifth and sixth ...... If you don't count the time, he has to run more than 2 million steps in 12 hours, that is, he has to run at least 300 kilometers in 12 hours to get out of this maze.

Of course, this is his calculation, and as for whether he can really run out of this maze in the end, he has no bottom in his heart, after all, it is impossible for him to run a distance of 300 kilometers in twelve hours, which is an unavoidable question.

If Lu Ziming now has a car in his hand, or some other means of transportation, instead of running on his legs, maybe this seemingly stupid method can be tried.

The designer of the maze seems to have calculated the time to crack the maze, and even took into account the physical fitness of the person being tested, unless he finds out the rules of the maze, he will not be able to walk out of the maze for the rest of his life with his legs.

"Tester?"

Why do you use this word, is he really a guinea pig in the maze, and what is the purpose of designing the maze, is it just boring and fun? He needs to calm down, running blindly like this will not solve the problem at all.

After a few days, his legs were so swollen that he felt as if he had neglected something. He stood up suddenly, and a bold and ridiculous thought flashed through his mind, "Why did you appear here?" During this time, this space did not reset itself as an alien object, and even the markers he left in each space were not removed, that is, no one had been to this space before, so why did he appear here?