"Where am I?"

Qian Cangyi stood outside the tent, and the scene in front of him was the forest, but it terrified him.

He didn't even know what he was afraid of, and perhaps, it was because of this that he was afraid.

A drop of rain fell on his head.

He looked up at the dark night sky, and then used the helmet lamp, but there was no light source on his forehead.

"Isn't it useless?"

Qian Cang's brows furrowed.

Another drop of rain fell.

"Wait......"

As soon as Qian Cang saw his hand open, he noticed that the situation was a little different from what he had expected.

The trajectory of the rain falling is rather strange, not directly, but ...... It is in a "spiral".

Although the light was too dim to see, his body could feel the rain falling.

All over the body, except for the soles of the feet, there is a feeling of rain falling on the body.

"Calm down, figure out where I am first? Why am I here? ”

Qian Cangyi's right index finger and middle finger pressed his temple, he remembered the previous events very clearly, but what happened after entering the forest was like a layer of fog, and he couldn't see through it.

"Since I can't think of it for the time being, I might as well think it's a dream."

"Could it be a dream?"

Qian Cang opened his hands and felt the impact of the rain.

He closed his eyes and stood on tiptoe slightly.

Suddenly, he felt the situation around him from a unique perspective.

In his mind, his own figure appeared, and at this time, "himself" was looking at himself from the perspective of God.

Farther away, there is another "self" watching.

Infinite overlapping scenes.

Images that keep piling up.

Everything is marked with a question mark, and it is impossible to distinguish between the real and the false.

Completely closed world, countless prying eyes.

The trajectory of the rain's fall began to change and changed back to its normal falling route, with the only difference being that the rain turned into a waterfall.

As soon as Qian Cang opened his eyes, he covered his head with his hands, and wanted to return to the tent, but he had just opened the tent, only to find that it was already full of water.

Beneath, the water is rising at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in a matter of seconds, it is already knee-deep.

"What's going on?"

Qian Cang ran out of the camp, and he had only run a few steps when the water rose to his waist.

At this moment, he had come to the edge of the camp, and he also saw a strange scene ahead.

The rainwater was packed in transparent jars in the camp, gradually accumulating, and the distance of less than a meter seemed to be the difference between life and death.

Qian Cang rushed to the edge of the camp, his right hand slightly bent and stretched forward.

When his arm touched the edge of the rain, it was blocked, like hitting solid ice, and was blocked inside.

He pressed his hands to the edge of the rain, as if they were pressed against a transparent glass wall.

The rain did not slow down the rise because of the predicament of Qian Cangyi, and the water level had risen to Qian Cangyi's neck.

"Is it ......?"

As soon as Qian Cang spoke, the rain flowed into his mouth, almost making him cough.

The water continues to rise.

Qian Cang glanced up, then jumped with his legs.

Just as he waved his hands and tried to swim upwards, his body fell back to the same place.

The water did not provide him with any buoyancy at all!

Qian Cang's eyes widened, glanced at the ground, and then clenched his right hand into a fist and slammed it towards the wall of water.

Ring of Miracles!

Qian Cang glanced at his right index finger, he had already used the Miracle Ring, but there was no light on his right index finger.

The feeling of lack of oxygen is getting stronger.

Qian Cangyi looked around, trying to find a way to leave, and suddenly, the sound of glass breaking came.

At the same time, Qian Cangyi felt that the heavens and the earth were spinning, and when he recovered, he found that the surrounding environment had changed.

He was in the classroom, and the only difference was that the people in the classroom, including himself, were all "building block people" made of geometric objects.

"31, are you alright?"

The teacher on the podium cast concerned glances.

Qian Cang looked the teacher up and down, from head to foot, and from foot to head.

The teacher's face is mainly composed of a cuboid and a sphere, with a large cuboid standing vertically in the middle and a short horizontal cuboid below it, forming an inverted T-shape.

There are two spheres of different colors at the angle between the two cuboids, one large and one small, and there is a tetrahedron above each sphere, except that one tetrahedron is in contact with the sphere at a sharp angle, and the other tetrahedron is flat.

When Qian Cang saw this abstract face, he had an evaluation of his appearance and expression in his mind.

The teacher on the podium was beautiful and worried about his condition.

Qian Cang took a deep breath, he looked down at his hands, and the two irregular tetrahedron were slowly turning.

"31, I'll help you."

The table mate whispered, then bent down and stretched his right hand to the ground.

Qian Cangyi lowered his head and focused on his desk.

At this time, he noticed that something was wrong with the table and chair, and his table and chair were not normal, but human.

The four supporting legs of the desk have become human hands and feet, and because the length of the hands and feet is not the same, the table is tilted.

On the side of the table, a human face was looking at Qian Cangyi with a calm gaze.

Not really...... Dead?

Qian Cangyi noticed that the human face was not like a statue without the slightest anger, but a living face, and his eyes could be turned.

"It's fine." The tablemate reached out and gently patted Qian Cangyi.

Qian Cangyi turned his head to look at the ground, where two piles of sewn together human faces were lying on the ground.

When Qian Cang saw the human face, the human face's eyes also moved to look at him.

"Your textbook." The table mate patted the two piles of people on the face, as if they were sweeping the dust off their faces, and then the table tablemate put the "textbook" on the "desk".

Qian Cang stared blankly at everything in front of him, and then he turned his head to look out the window.

Above the bright blue sky, the hands hanging in the sky are radiating a warm glow.

"The sun." The same table seems to have known Qian Cangyi's doubts for a long time.

Qian Cangyi moved his gaze back to his desk, and then opened the "textbook".

The first page is drawn with many lines of varying lengths, which seem to be drawn at random, without any pattern.

But...... Qian Cangichi was able to see meaningful information in the lines.

Is the world crazy, or am I crazy?

And this is also the question that Qian Cangyi wants to ask now.

Qian Cangyi turned to the second page of the textbook, and he saw a small face sandwiched between the big faces.

On the villain's face, a sentence was written.

If you are at the same table.

We'll go back together after class.

After Qian Cang read it, he turned his head to look at his tablemate.

After seeing Qian Cangyi's "gaze" at the same table, he lowered his head and was quite shy.

After class, Qian Cangyi followed his table mate down the street.

A "bicycle" rode past him, and in the eyes of Qian Cangyi.

The so-called bicycle is a human being who crawls with his hands and feet.

Just as Qian Cangichi was focusing on the bicycle, his tablemate unconsciously held his right hand.

The name of the table is 73.

Qian Cangyi looked at his table mates with a puzzled look.

"It doesn't matter, even if the whole world looks at you in a strange light, I will stand with you." After the table mate said this, the head of the tetrahedron gradually leaned towards Qian Cangyi's shoulder.

Qian Cangyi didn't speak, he didn't dare to speak.

What is written on the title page of the "textbook" can tell him exactly what he was thinking at this time.

Is the world crazy, or am I crazy?

Qian Cang stopped and turned his head to look at the "car" on the road.

In his eyes, the car consisted of eight people, four in place of the chassis and wheels, and four in place of the doors and roof.

Whenever the "building block man" made a throttle action, the four people who were the chassis began to hold their breath and accelerate.

"Thank you." Qian Cang glanced at his tablemate.

"How about we go to the park? It's still early. "The table mate made a suggestion.

“…… Good. Qian Cangyi felt like he was standing on the edge of a cliff called madness, and behind him, a doctor was shouting things like "Your liver cancer is terminal."

On the park benches, Qian Cangyi sat on the left and the table on the right.

The "bench" is naturally human.

At the entrance of the park, a vendor sells "grilled skewers" with three hands threaded together with wooden skewers.

"Do you want to eat skewers?" The table mates asked.

Qian Cang shook his head.

"Wait for me, I'll buy it." The table got up and walked towards the skewers.

Qian Cangyi looked not far away, and the "building block man" child in the park was kicking people's heads and playing.

The table returned quickly, but I still bought two skewers.

"Here you go, try it, it's really delicious." The same table handed one to Qian Cangyi.

"No, you don't." Qian Cang shook his head.

"How about giving it a try? When I beg you. The table leader persuaded him and put a skewer to his lips.

"It's really delicious, I don't lie to you!" The same table "bites" a bite of the skewer.

Although it was a bite, Qian Cangyi didn't see the mouth of his tablemate at all.

Qian Cangyi closed his eyes and didn't answer, he couldn't look any further.

A few seconds later, sobs came from the side.

As soon as Qian Cang opened his eyes, he found that his table mate was crying.

The tiny tetrahedron detached from the face of the table and landed on the legs.

Qian Cangyi stretched out his right hand to catch the tears of his fellow tablemates, and the tiny tetrahedron rolled in his hand, but it did not fall.

"I'm sorry." Qian Cangyi whispered.

"I ...... I know that the world you see is different from everyone else, I just want to ...... Help you, if you hate me, I won't bother you anymore. After saying this, the tablemate threw down the skewers in his hand and ran out of the park.

Qian Cang stood up and wanted to chase after him, but he felt as if he had a feeling of being part of the world, he hesitated for two seconds, and the only reason left made him choose to give up.

More than a dozen seconds later, the sound of sudden braking sounded from a distance, followed by a scream.

On the highway, a "car" knocks the table into the air, and various geometries are scattered along the road.

Qian Cang was stunned for a moment and walked over step by step.

Every step of the way is like an effort to do your best.

On the way, the body parts of the same table were being pieced together by passers-by, and Qian Cangyi's attention was not on the same table, but on the car.

The driver of the collision pressed the navel of the person acting as the door, and then the person who was pressed lifted his left leg, and then the driver got out from under the man's crotch.

The whole process, as the person who made up the car, had no expression on his face, as if everything was taken for granted.

All of this, for granted......

"Ahh Qian Cang held his head in his hands and knelt on the ground.

When passers-by heard his shouts, they came up to comfort him. Fupin Chinese