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MTL - Rubik’s Cube Heavens-Chapter 4 Death paradigm
After a long time, the laughter gradually stopped, and the young man gasped for a while again like hypoxia. Then he couldn't help but said, "The first novel is the experience of the person with the ability to cross, right?"
Seeing his father nod his head, the boy continued to laugh and said: "He is really unlucky. He has just figured out that it is a world of cultivating immortals after crossing the world, but he was affected by the war of cultivators passing by, and he died directly."
"Hmm." Father shrugged his shoulders.
"The second Rubik's Cube user..." The smile on the boy's face continued, "The hapless family member accidentally restored the second color of the Rubik's Cube and crossed into the fantasy world of the physical cultivation system. As a result, the gravity was too much. I was too big, and I was crushed by gravity before I stood firm and fell down? Then when the conditioned reflex supported the ground with my hands, my arm was broken because of too much gravity. Finally, before I could adapt to the gravity environment, I bleed to death..."
"As you see." Father nodded.
The boy took a deep breath to prevent himself from laughing again, and then pointed to the third document: "The third hapless friend is the second hapless friend. He entered the science fiction world, and then happened to catch up with the biochemical doomsday. He took a breath. He was infected and died? His body did not cause any Resident Evil after his return, right? I don't remember any news about it."
"Infected dozens of people." My father replied, "But it was resolved by the company's emergency team. That kind of biochemical virus is nothing in the eyes of "Fantasy Technology"."
"Yeah." The boy responded perfunctorily: "Maybe your mysterious boss has traveled through "Resident Evil"."
After receiving a blind eye from his father, the boy then pointed to the fourth novel file and asked: "How did this fourth hapless guy die?"
"After the three incidents, the Rubik's Cube was noticed by interested people, and it appeared on the black market and was bought by someone." His father replied after hearing this: "The fourth unlucky person went to the world of animation system afterwards."
"Understood!" The boy answered, "The most unreasonable world system, any interaction will kill you."
"That's right." My father also couldn't help being amused. He clicked on the fourth novel file, scrolled down the page to the end of the text, and pointed to the last paragraph and said: "He stood on the side of the road honestly, but a group of junior high school students were not far away. Fighting. During the fighting, a female junior high school student threw a schoolbag at a friend. That friend hid, but the fourth hapless person didn't hide. She was hit by a schoolbag that exceeded the speed of sound and broke her neck and died."
"Well, I can imagine..." The boy said with a chuckling laugh, then pointed to the last novel folder and asked: "What about this hapless guy in the end?"
"This Rubik's Cube'cursed' four people died, it was taken over by our'Fantasy Technology'." Father shook his head slightly and said: "The laboratory research assigned to us afterwards, through the'technical' investigation, found this humble Web page."
Father said that he tapped his chin to the virtual screen, and then said: “We guessed that as long as someone uses the Rubik’s Cube to cross, a novel will be automatically generated on this web page. Later, we sent someone to conduct a crossing experiment and entered a normal world. The world system is similar to the pre-Earth, a normal world without any mystery."
"Understood, urban type. What about the traverser?" The boy asked, "Is he dead? How is he cursed in the normal world?"
"He didn't die, he managed to come back alive." Father smiled and shook his head and said: "After that, we watched the novel files generated by the experimenter's crossing, and concluded that after crossing the world, as long as we survive the initial curse outbreak, then Everything is normal."
The boy couldn't wait to hear his father's introduction, and immediately clicked on the fifth novel file, and quickly scanned it in the first part. Soon, the boy learned the details of the inside.
The fifth traverser also broke out a curse, because he appeared on the street out of thin air, and then was discovered by the state agency of that world.
After arduous hiding, escape, and battle, the experimenter surrendered, and as a result, he successfully avoided a death start.
The young man was stunned, but he didn't want to read it any more, because the fifth novel file was a complete traversal novel with more than two million characters in it, so he couldn't help turning his head to look at his father.
Seeing this, my father briefed it with eloquence: “The experimenter stayed in the first world for seven years, and then cursed the Rubik’s Cube appeared again. After the experimenter restored the Rubik’s Cube, he made a second crossing. In the end, the experimenter lasted four, seven or twenty-eight years. , Traversed four non-mysterious urban worlds, and returned successfully."
"How long has it been in the real world?" the boy asked.
"Four days."
"I am twenty-eight years old for four days." The boy pouted and said, "Isn't that a loss?"
"No." My father smiled mysteriously, but after all he did not continue to sell Guanzi, he said directly: "One thing is not mentioned in these novel files. That is, every time you cross a world, the person who crosses will be seven years younger."
"Seven years younger?" The boy was surprised and asked again: "The Rubik's Cube appears once every seven years, and then it is younger seven times... Then why is the number seven? Also, will the traverser return to reality the last time he will be young ?"
"The first question: Isn't it common sense that the six-sided Rubik's Cube corresponds to the number seven?" My father smiled and replied, "The second question-yes."
After hearing this, the young man stopped paying attention to the number of'seven', but curiously asked: "So between one visit and another, wouldn't the traveler be seven years younger after four days?"
"Yes. UU reading www.uukanshu.com" Father nodded.
"This super power is really amazing..." The boy couldn't help but sighed, and then asked inexplicably, "But... Dad, why did you bring this thing back? You plan to cross it too, right?"
"I don't have that leisurely mind." Father rolled his eyes, and said in a complaining tone: "After this thing has been studied and understood, we found that the Rubik's Cube has only one chance to pass through, and it is still an unknown type of world, and it has a great impact on the lives of the people passing through. It's a huge threat. So it's a tasteless one for'fantasy technology'."
"The company does not intend to continue development, so it is directly assigned to our laboratory. And among all the members of the laboratory, your father and me are the only ones who have lost the coffin for raising your bottomless pit, so they don’t consume much internal points. This thing was thrown to me. At least for those dying rich, it is seven years of life, and it can sell for a lot of money."
"I will be an adult tomorrow." The boy curled his lips and said, "I can make money to support you in the future."
"Come on." Father also curled his lips: "I don't need equipment for space exploration? No money for equipment? And you will be an adult tomorrow, so you have to buy a power awakening potion to speed up your power awakening speed and chance. Right? Waiting for you to make money? You can support yourself first."
"Cut~" The boy obviously did not agree with this.
"Okay, I'm done talking." Father said while waving his hand to cancel the virtual screen, and then said: "Bring your files, I will add you, you go to the practice room and go to sleep after evening class, not tomorrow Do you want to apply for a'space exploration certificate'?"
"I know, I know." The boy stretched his waist while responding, then went back to the bedroom and fetched a copy of the paper and electronic files, and went downstairs and gave it to his father...