Chapter 235 "He-I" "He-II" "He-III" Tian Bufan's words suddenly made Lin Yi have many guesses, but he quickly shook his head.
It is not a good time to think deeply.
"Forget it, this is just my guess." Tian Bufan also shook his head, "There are too few clues about the night watchman. Let's wait until you have more dreams and see."
"What clues do you have about Mao Zi? What else has he experienced?" Tian Bufan asked.
Lin Yidao: "Maozi... is a bit unlucky, causing the angel sculpture to chase him."
Tian Bufan's face was also a little unnatural, but he still said: "Well...it's his words, it's better to be a little unlucky."
"Huh?"
"After all, he...has a "mean spirit" in him."
"Sword spirit"?"
"Sword spirit"?" I think, but when he is free, people can't help but want to slap him."
Lin Yi twitched the corner of his mouth: "Maozi's mouth is indeed a bit mean..."
"You continue to talk." Tian Bufan said.
Lin Yi adjusted his mentality and continued: "Before talking about the "angel sculpture", I have to introduce you to a few unit concepts that are even more... difficult to describe in detail than the "angel sculpture". "
Tian Bufan nodded with interest: "You say it, I'll listen."
Weishan looked at this scene with a naive smile.
Kuai Hongji saw it and couldn't help but reach out and touch Wei Shan.
Wei Shan quickly stopped his smile.
At this moment, even Lin Yi himself did not realize that the dialogue between him and Tian Bufan, compared with the discussion on the night of May 7, seemed to have changed from offense to defense.
Tian Bufan became a listening party.
"First of all, according to Mu Daxian, what we call "conceptual sculpture" is actually not a "sculpture", but should be some kind of conceptual life form..."
"Mu Daxian calls it "him"..."
"However, there are several "Hes" in Mu Daxian's mouth, and I have roughly understood three kinds of "Hes.""
"The first one is the "conceptual sculpture" we are talking about..."
"The second one is in the depths of the ocean on the Art Building floor, the "source of gray fog"..."
hh "The third type is an existence that is completely beyond our dimension. To us, it is like an ant and a giant, some kind of extraordinary existence above the world..."
hh "These three types are more super-concept than the last, but even the first type will cause a catastrophic blow to the campus after entering the campus..."
“In comparison, the “Angel Sculpture” is a unit that is not even comparable to the first “He” in terms of personality. Of course, despite this, the Angel Sculpture is still not something that ordinary sports students and art students can contend with. This is also reflected in the gymnasium regulations. "
"Furthermore, I heard Mu Daxian say that between the two personal units of the first "He" and the angel sculpture, there seems to be a relatively vague level, which Mu Daxian calls "angel". "
"What's strange is that in the description of head teacher-039, the security guard fought off the "angel" on the night of the 6th. "
"But judging from our senses, what enters the classroom... seems to be the first kind of "him". "
"I don't know if it's because I mistakenly regarded "angel" as the first type of "He", or some other situation. Anyway, this is very strange..." Tian Bufan nodded slightly: "If you can't figure it out, let's not do it for now, but the term "the first type of Him" and the second type of "He" is too confusing. In order to distinguish these three categories to facilitate our discussion later, I suggest naming them with "He-I", "He-II", and "He-III". "
"Then it seems that it is better to just use "X", "Y", and "Z"?" Lin Yi whispered.
"That's too unqualified. Besides, are you trying to merge into the "XYZ-Dragon Cannon"? In that case, why not call it Blue Eyes White Dragon? Maybe their eyes can glow blue?" Wei Liang complained in a low voice.
“Emmmm... If you want to say that, can they really be combined?” Lin Yi couldn't help but think about Wei Liang's words.
Wei Liang's expression changed: "Damn, Lao Lin, can you please listen to the main point? I'm complaining about the name, not talking about the combination! Brother, with your understanding, it's really hard for me to watch the same H-comics as you!"
"Well...but Liangzi..." Lin Yi suddenly realized something.
"What's wrong?" Wei Liang said angrily.
"Liangzi, you...are you actually listening today?" Lin Yi looked surprised.
"What are you listening to? It's weird, why can't I understand it?" Wei Liang was startled.
"You not only listened, but also... participated in our communication?"
Although he only made complaints, Lin Yixin said.
Wei Liang was stunned at first, and then his movements slowly froze.
"Huh? Eh! Oh, oh, look at me!"
Finally, he clapped his hands.
"Hey, this, this, this... I accidentally forgot, hehehe..."
After saying this, he reached out and covered his ears, showing a flattering smile like Tom Cat.
"Holy shit, what are you barking at?! I'm all Aba Aba Aba! Aba Aba Aba..."
Lin Yi: "..."
"Okay..." Lin Yi shrugged helplessly and continued, "'Angel' is a lower level than 'He-I', but I don't know how to distinguish between 'Angel' and 'He-I'. "
"And under the "angel" is the "angel sculpture". "
Tian Bufan nodded slightly and continued to listen.
Lin Yi explained the concepts of the three angel sculptures, namely the Smiling Angel, the Raging Angel and the Alien Angel, based on his impressions...
"Angel sculptures often seem to appear accompanied by "He-I"... They are attracted to some creatures with extraordinary power around them. It feels to me like a patrol boat of a spaceship, surrounding the spacecraft, like a escort, and at the same time flying out to hunt on its own..."
"Three different angel sculptures have different characteristics, just like hunting ships for different prey..."< br/>
Tian Bufan rubbed his chin and muttered: "Smile... rage... alien... it's a brand new concept, a bit interesting."
Lin Yidao: "In 5 On the evening of July 7th, Maozi followed Mu Daxian through the green forest to the cafeteria. On the way, he was accidentally contaminated with the aura of "He-I", and then became the target of the Laughing Angel's attack. That night, he attracted the attacks of 9 Laughing Angel..."
“Mu Daxian used student commemorative coins and dummy sculptures to anchor the dummy sculptures into feathers, attracting the attack of the Laughing Angels for them, and saved the day on the first night..."
“Unfortunately, the elevator was full of Laughing Angels on the night of the 7th. Mu Daxian prepared I couldn't return to the art building with Mao Zi, so I took Mao Feiyang to hide for the night... Speaking of which, the art student's skills are really amazing, like Ma Liang's magic pen." Lin Yi sighed and described Mu Daxian's operation of overwriting the space, marveling at it.
"On the 8th, when they rushed to the cafeteria, they had breakfast...and then went to the canteen to get student commemorative coins."
"By the way, they walked through other passages. The cafeteria entering from other passages seems to be on two levels with the cafeteria entering through the student passage. It feels like... like..." He described and thought about it, but he always felt that the description was a little unclear and tasteless. The feeling of layer by layer seemed difficult to describe in words.
At the critical moment, Tian Bufan came up with an explanation: "Is it a 'napkin'?"
"Huh?" Lin Yi was stunned.
Tian Bufan pondered: "Your statement feels like a 'napkin' to me."
"The paper towels on the market can be torn into three thin sides. If you write, the writing will penetrate these three layers of paper towels, and no matter which layer of paper towels contains ink, it will quickly penetrate into other layers, affecting the three layers..."
"Could the layers in the cafeteria be the superposition of several thin layers of paper towels?"
"The canteens entered through different passages are on different layers, and the canteen itself has another layer... When "interaction" occurs inside the canteen, the layers penetrate each other."
"So the canteen rules only say not to communicate with strangers, but it does not mention familiar people."
Lin Yi showed a look of surprise: "I understand, in this regard, the so-called 'strangers' do not actually refer to strangers in the simple sense, including all units except 'familiar people'..."
"Because most of the targets of the code are experience students, in order to protect their cognition, we cannot directly name concepts such as "dummy people", "green bib chefs", "nocturnal species", etc... So we just apply them across the board."
Lin Yi has realized that. Now, the "one size fits all" approach is not only reflected in the code. Physical education students and teachers also follow this approach when treating experience students. It seems that they all acquiesce that the role of experience students here is very limited, so they do not need to be exposed to anything related to "core cognition" at all.
Indeed, what can you do in seven days?
Let's put it from another perspective... What else can be done in seven days?
Lin Yi was startled for a moment, then continued what Tian Bufan said, thinking: "Because people who are familiar with each other are on the same layer, and "strangers" are on another layer, so as long as they "ignore" their existence , or even ignore their request for communication, then the ink will not be able to penetrate the layer we are on... Then there will be no "interaction". "
It seems that some of the underlying logic inside the canteen has been figured out.
"So..." Lin Yi thought thoughtfully, "If the cuckolds are not on the same layer as us, then when they come out of the meal purchase window No. 10, shouldn't we just ignore them?"
“The rules of the cafeteria say that after putting down the plate, leave immediately, “don’t look back, don’t respond...even if you feel he is about to catch up with you”...So shouldn’t they be on the same layer as us, so in principle, they can’t touch us at all? "
Tian Bufan said: "If the underlying logic is like this, then whether we can access it depends on the layer we are on... But how can you ensure that you don't drop the chain at the critical moment? If you accidentally drop the layer, it will be fun."
Lin Yi shrank his neck: "I'm just saying..."
Even so, after "knowing", he was not so afraid of the green bib chef, but speaking of fear... He didn't seem to be afraid of the green bib chef since yesterday.
Compared to the high-end products like Laughing Angel, the green bib chef is like a circus clown, with a sinister look but it seems... he has never benefited from Wei Shan's feet.
Even Wei Liang seems to be able to play them back and forth.
"Let's talk, it's best not to be careless." Tian Bufan glanced at him and said, "The Green Bib Chef must have some secrets that we don't know about. A group of units without combat effectiveness can exist until now. There must be some Their unique strengths. "
Lin Yi clapped his hands: "Speaking of this...I just remembered that the green bib chef is very polluting, just like the zombie virus, and its individual threat is far less than the threat it carries."
Tian Bufan affirmed: "So, we should try to avoid direct contact with the green bib chefs. It is better to treat them as hedgehogs."
Lin Yi nodded, but he suddenly thought that even Mu Daxian seemed to try to avoid direct conflicts with the green bib chefs. In comparison, Wei Shan and Wei Liang... seemed to be much more direct.
"No, Weisang, how did you attack the cuckold?" Lin Yi asked curiously.
Weishan asked doubtfully: "You mean Green Bib Chef?"
"That's right."
Weishan shook his head: "I don't know, maybe I'm thick-skinned? Or... I'm stupid? Can't understand what kind of cognition you are talking about?"
Lin Yi frowned and thought about it for a moment. He felt that the reason should not be on the physical level, but since Weisang himself couldn't explain it clearly, he didn't go into it further.
There is a sense of naivety in Wei Shan, or "blind", "brainless", or even "wild". Compared with Tian Bufan who uses his brain, Wei Shan relies more on primitive instinct to do things... There is a kind of barbaric atmosphere.
So talking to Wei Shan about this... is really playing the piano to an ox.
Because you don’t understand it at all, you are immune to pollution?
Lin Yi was not sure, but Wei Shan's performance convinced him.
While the few people were talking, they gradually left the dormitory area and entered the cafeteria area.
But just as they stepped across "dormitory-001" and entered the area defined by the "canteen-001" street light pole, an unnatural aura covered their bodies like a thin film.
"Huh..." Wei Shan lowered his body all of a sudden, exhaling a trace of hot air from between his teeth, like a bear that had foreseen a crisis, and vigilantly looked at the surrounding environment.
Lin Yi's footsteps suddenly stopped, and his body tensed up.
He held his breath and gently brushed his hand over his arms, slowly smoothing away the goosebumps.
"Weisang..."
"The situation is not right, Lao Lin." Wei Shan's throat rolled slightly and he made a low voice, "Confirm again...Is this the canteen area?"
"It's the canteen, yes..." Tian Bufan glanced at the lamppost next to him. The number on the lamppost was indeed "Canteen-001" written in white paint.
"If it's the canteen, that means..."
Lin Yi and Tian Bufan looked at each other, and their expressions became solemn.
"This area where the canteen is located... has a problem!"
Thanks to the book friend "usjdnshhs" for the tip! !
I have been a bit busy at work in the past few days, so I will add 200 words today.
(End of this chapter)