August 16, 1993 at 10:30 a.m

40 km west of the meeting point? Grizzly Bear Edge

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"What are you doing here?"

At the edge of Grizzly City, next to the opaque line seen by traversers, the truck stopped.

The boundary was like smoke, fluttering and emitting a yellowish glow. It doesn't look high, but Yang Wentian has heard people in the space say that if you take a hot air balloon to rise a little higher, you can find that there is also such smoke in the high places; If you dig the ground, even if you dig tens of meters deep underground, there will still be smoke at the edges.

If the traversers enter, they will be bounced back into the scene. If you enter too many times, it will explode into a cloud of blood mist.

"Finding the truth." After Wang Luo answered Yang Wentian's question just now, he opened the car door and walked backwards.

Several gang members were already waiting there. Wang Luo handed them the box containing the money, and a gang member counted the front and back, and brought the four experimenters down from the car.

"It's a pleasure to work with." They were polite when leaving.

"All we're going to do is a few simple tests." After setting up the tables and chairs, after all three of them sat down, Wang Luo faced the experimenters (two girls, a boy, and an adult woman) and pointed to the boundary. "Go straight down this road, what's three miles away?"

"Spruce trees, many spruce trees, sir." The little boy said.

"How long will it take you to go there, pick a leaf from a spruce tree, and come back to me?"

"Twenty minutes, sir."

Wang Luo took out a ten-dollar bill. "Go ahead, I'll start the clock on the count of three, and if I can do it, I'll give it to you."

"Three!"

The little boy was stunned and immediately ran out.

"Below, in your opinion. What's over here? ”

Wang Luo pointed to the boundary on the side, asked the three women, and took out another ten dollars.

"It's the way to Lovell, sir." The adult woman replied timidly.

"What's on either side of the road?"

"Spruce trees, dirt, stones, signs... I can't find anything else, sir. ”

"Go, take this shovel and this bucket, go and dig two shovels of soil five hundred meters away, put them in the bucket, and bring them back to me. Do it in twenty minutes, and the ten dollars will be yours. ”

"Yes, sir."

For the remaining two little girls, Wang Luo arranged a bus to go to the small town of Grizzly City, Lovell, ten miles away, to buy a newspaper at the newsstand there, greet the boss, inquire about what happened recently, and record what the boss said during the purchase process; The other goes back ten minutes later to buy the same newspaper, asks the same questions, and records what the boss said.

"What are you going to do?" After Wang Luo watched the four experimenters leave. Yang asked him when he asked. "What's the use of that?"

"According to my assumptions," Wang Luo replied as he recorded in his notebook. "Let's do the corresponding experiments."

"Scenario 1: A powerful group on Earth has developed some kind of new technology. In order to experiment with this new technology, they used the infinity novels that are popular on the Internet, and they got us here as experiments. ”

"Scenario 2: Some members of an alien civilization with relatively advanced technology have developed such a game for entertainment--- similar to online games, web games, or mobile games."

"They act as managers, entertaining in high places. Look at the lower life on the earth, desperate to survive. Maybe once in a while and have fun. ”

"Scenario 3: Several powerful gods have built this world with great mana in order to have fun."

"What are you going to do if it turns out to be one of your visions?" Yang Wentian asked.

"It depends on the situation, do nothing, join them, kill them. It's all possible. ”

Wang Luo's expression was as serious as usual, and Yang Wentian was amused by this serious nonsense and laughed. "Hahaha...."

"Hypothesis 4: Other Possibilities"

Zhou Yingxiong listened attentively and did not speak. Yang Wentian stopped laughing and shook his head. "It's ridiculous, what's the use of this assumption?"

"As some books say: make bold assumptions, and be careful to verify. Then, didn't I come to verify? ”

"What do you prove by letting them sell newspapers and pick leaves?"

"Whether or not out-of-scene items can be reached in the scene."

"What's next to test?"

"Can the sound from outside the scene be transmitted into the scene?" Wang Luo pointed to the tape recorder in the carriage. "Why don't you bring these things?"

"Can't you make some good ideas?" Yang Wentian asked hesitantly. "For example, a space created by a scientific organization for the evolution of human beings and the use of extraterrestrial technology..."

"It's not impossible, but I don't think it's likely."

"Because you're psychologically dark."

"Maybe... Sometimes I feel the same way. ”

They were silent for a moment. Yang asked the genius to speak again, "Even if you find the truth, what can you do?" ”

"I don't know. We'll talk about that then. But if you don't know the truth, even if the opportunity comes, you can't grasp it. ”

"What you say makes sense." After being silent for half a minute, Yang Wentian said. "Then tell me what I know."

"For me, the previous scenario tasks were brutal. The first scene I experienced was a historical node: the American Revolutionary War – the gunfire of Lexington"

"Nodes?"

"A lot of historical scenes are called nodes. That time, the mission was to kill ten British soldiers and hold their ground until the end of time. ”

"Pure combat?"

To this question, Yang Wentian laughed.

"Before I met you, it seemed like all the scenes were battles. Sometimes it's about killing as many enemies as you want, sometimes it's asking for as many items as you get--- you have to kill the enemy to drop the items. Sometimes it's to protect someone for a while, sometimes it's to defend the front, sometimes it's to break through the enemy's position. ”

"And you survived, it's amazing."

"It's just a fluke. There were many times when I almost died. Struggling, destitute, barely living... I was forced to have no choice, so I came to bring new people, but I saw a new way, so it turned out that this is okay. ”

Wang Luo felt the closeness expressed by Yang Wentian, and responded with a smile. "I'm not very good at fighting, so that's how I have to do it. However, in your first scenario, why would space involve a Chinese in a battle between the Americans and the British? ”

"If you go in, you'll fight, what's so strange."

"Didn't anyone try to finish off both the British and American troops?"

“.... You haven't thought about it. Space gives us the task of killing the enemy, then kill; If we are asked to hold our positions, then hold on. At that time, our minds were ignorant, and we didn't think about anything at all. It's rare to see people like you. ”

"I believe in this too, hehe..."

While they were talking, the adult woman had already returned with a bucket. "Sir, half a barrel is filled."

"Okay, let's take a break." Wang Luo took the bucket and handed her the dollars. "How's your song going?"

"Song... I don't know how to sing, sir. ”

"Will you use a tape recorder?"

"Yes, I'll use it, sir."

"You turned on the tape recorder here for a while," Wang Luo pointed out of bounds. "I'll sing, you record it for me. I'm going to listen to it when I'm done, and if it's done well, I'll be paid twenty dollars. ”

"Well... Yes, sir. ”

The woman walked out of the line with a tape recorder and couldn't see her behind. Wang Luo began to sing.

"Arise, hungry and cold slaves..."

Half a minute after he finished singing, the female experimenter returned with a tape recorder. "You're singing well, sir."

She then turned on the tape recorder. I don't know why, what came out of it was not the song sung by Wang Luo, but a hissing sound.

"It looks like it wasn't recorded." Wang Luo muttered to himself. "Will there be any obstacles to the transmission of sound?"

"I'm sorry, sir." The female experimenter was a little anxious. "I pressed the record button, how could this be."

"No way, let's try a few more times." Wang Luo handed her the tape recorder, turned around again, and spoke to Zhou Yingxiong, who came with the truck and didn't say a word. "Sing a part."

"Okay." Zhou Yingxiong stood up and walked to the edge of the boundary.

"Whatever the result, test it three times and record it."

"No problem."

When singing, his voice is a bit out of tune.