Chapter 647 Hahahahaha...I understand...I understand!
· The sensory tentacles are constantly touching the lamppost, and a familiar feeling emerges, as if a retired athlete is holding a long-lost instrument, or as if a legendary pilot has re-entered the cockpit of a mecha.
This feeling seems to be - "the joy of the machine soul"!
He closed his eyes and allowed the sensory tentacles to shoot out continuously, grabbing the street lamp poles one after another.
Not long after, hundreds of street light poles gathered around him, and it seemed that there were more street light poles rushing here with the undercurrent of the black sea.
Lin Yi slowly opened his eyes, his golden eyes seemed to be burning with the sun. Coupled with the street lamp poles around him, he had an aura of "Wang Xianzhi, Lin Yi visited the sea of gray fog and brought these lamp poles all over the city to fight with you."
Such nonsense as "the light pole opens the sky gate" all ran through Lin Yi's mind.
Flashed along with it were endless secret patterns and miraculous symbols, as well as the words of the "divine craftsman"——
【"The core of casting lies in the control of the whole..."
"The process is important, but every action needs to be directed towards the results you want to achieve in order to be effective..."]
Only when you have something in mind can you create it effectively.
And he probably knew how to establish an anchor point. This skill was unlocked quietly like a skill...
At this time, Tian Bufan's voice also sounded slowly: "You seem to have found a little feeling, but you still have one last step to pierce this window paper."
Tian Bufan pointed with one hand, I will help you, and then said: "The essence of the anchor point is a 'book staple', the sea of gray fog and the black moon The outpost was originally located on different pieces of paper, and we used this staple to staple the two pages together. "
"We led the principal from the paper where the Gray Mist Sea is to the paper where the Black Moon Outpost is located through the staple, and then pulled out the staple. "
"This is the underlying logic of the action."
"As for how to build a correct and effective layer-level anchor...remember the campus map?"
Lin Yi was stunned, the map of the campus?
"Why is it still related to the campus map?"
Since the exploration has explored 70 to 80% of the buildings in the campus, Lin Yi boasts that he knows enough about the campus, and he no longer takes the campus map to heart. How could he still think of any other mysteries in it?
Tian Bufan said: "On the "normal" campus map, the distribution of street light poles is irregular, but there are some special street light poles that are not distributed in regular building areas, but are scattered near the green forest belt..."
"Can you still remember them?"
Lin Yidao: "It's a bit difficult...let me think about it."
He closed his eyes, and the appearance of the campus map slowly emerged in his mind - of course, according to Tian Bufan's request, what emerged was the normal campus map.
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Tian Bufan explained: "The street light poles in the campus are "book staples", which "nail" the layers of the campus and the art building together, and this is how the art building layer hangs upside down in the sky." The anchor point... firmly binds the campus and the art building area. "
"The campus map conceals the wisdom of the first generation of architects. This is a secret that almost everyone with some knowledge can know, but if no one teaches it, almost no one can understand it."
"I see..." Lin Yi suddenly thought of Lu Zhao.
At the beginning, Lu Zhao was holding a map and looking at it in fascination. Now it seems that Lu Zhao may also be looking for the secret of the anchor point. It is a pity that Lu Zhao died whether he was trying to break it or not.
"Of course, having a design drawing is not enough. After the layout is completed, multiple folds are needed to activate its effectiveness." Tian Bufan explained, "The anchor points at the graph level have different functions. Some are like pillars and can be placed over there. But our anchor point is a stronghold, and we also need to send our signal Spread into the sea of gray fog so that the principal can catch it."
Lin Yi guessed: "So our anchor point is a 'lighthouse'?"
Lin Yidao: "Then... let me build the anchor point first and leave the last step untouched?"
"Correct answer!" Tian Bufan said happily, "Now that you have cleared your mind, you can take action. I will help you guard."
"Okay!" The two of them had the same idea and hit it off immediately.
Lin Yi immediately sensed the tentacles to control the red numbered painted street light poles, and began to arrange them on the gray fog sea according to the points on the campus map.
The gray mist sea's characteristic of seemingly disordered gravity rules happened to provide convenience for the piling of street lamp poles. The lamp poles were arranged by Lin Yi like acupuncture.
It's just that every time he threw the lamp pole into the sea, the roaring eddies under the sea would impact his will with a strange roar.
At first, his will body would dim for a while before recovering, but he quickly "adapted" to it, and then the sound and waves in the sea of gray fog could no longer have too much influence on him.
As he continued to make arrangements, tsunami-like waves continued to rise on the sea surface of the Gray Mist Sea, but these street light poles were like hair growing on the sea. Whenever the waves surged, they surged with it and were not affected at all.
Lin Yi kept thinking about the words of the "Master Craftsman" in his heart. No matter how the gray mist sea behaved, he would take steps closer to the final goal.
Soon, half of the street lamp poles were laid, and the red paint numbers on the street lamp poles gradually began to squirm as if they came alive, and then turned into characters and flew out, forming secret symbols in Lin Yi's anchor point...
When the last street lamp pole fell and the anchor point was initially completed, the area formed by the street lamp poles was filled with countless secret symbols.
At this moment, Lin Yi's will body has refloated to the sky above the gray fog sea. Looking down, in the area below, on the sea, hundreds of street light poles are arrayed like soldiers, and the countless secret patterns are more like a projected star map.
This anchor point is constructed in this way, and at this moment, perhaps it is more appropriate to call it an "anchor point matrix".
But at this moment, Lin Yi felt a hot feeling in his heart. He felt that his hands were itchy, and there was a feeling called "muscle memory" constantly circulating throughout his body!
He wants to take the next step!
Collapse the anchor point matrix, and then... activate it! !
He already knew what to do in his heart, not that he had understood the principle, but that he had already reached this step, and the next step was about to happen!
"Mr. Tian, I seem to understand..." Lin Yi murmured at the corner of his mouth, and an inexplicable excitement surged in his chest.
"In that case, let's get started!" Tian Bufan responded without hesitation.
"Okay!" The extraordinary power accumulated in Lin Yi's heart exploded. Like a commander in charge of the three armies, he waved the flag and began to mobilize his troops.
He roared loudly, and the anchor point matrix suddenly fluctuated rapidly like a shaking quilt.
He actually doesn’t quite understand the changing rules of this anchor point matrix, but there is a familiar feeling in it, like an old horse knowing the way. It seems to be how to do it here, and how to do it there... In this way, it seems that something can be done. It's like...
At first, he wanted to subjectively mobilize these street light poles, but after stabilizing the street light poles, each one was as unshakable as a stone pillar cast in the sea of gray fog. The entire anchor point matrix seemed to be solid from the moment it was constructed.
So, he simply let the waves of the Gray Mist Sea push the anchor point matrix like he was doing Tai Chi. At the same time, he felt the subtle connection between the secret pattern, the star map and the matrix. Gradually, his eyes began to reflect the stars and secret patterns, and the scattered spots bloomed in his pupils like fireworks.
The gray fog sea is constantly surging, and the anchor matrix is constantly changing like a liquid obelisk full of Kryptonian technology style.
As the liquid obelisk changed, Lin Yi's heart became clear like a piece of blue sky that had been cleared of haze. His eyes were shining with infinite light, and the secret patterns were rising and dying like stars, constantly changing and changing in the matrix, and turning into various forms.
Lin Yi's face began to show various expressions of different styles, sometimes confused, sometimes enlightened, sometimes happy, sometimes sad. He seemed to have seen many things in the anchor matrix. Those things were like countless puzzles and infinite mazes, and now they were being cracked by him.
Finally, the vague feelings in Lin Yi's heart were put together piece by piece like fragments, forming a complete puzzle.
At this moment, he stretched out his hands to cover his face and smiled, "ho ho ho", like a forbearing and restrained villain making a perfect curtain call, and like a mortal Taoist who finally said: "Ha ha ha ha... I understand." Come on... I understand...! I finally figured it out... the secret of the secret pattern! "
"It turns out that the real secret lies not in the sea of gray fog, but in the map of the campus!"
"A qualified anchor point matrix cannot be built here unchanged, otherwise it will be like the corpse of an animal and become the food of strange creatures in the ant colony-like sea of gray fog!"
hh "Therefore, this anchor point matrix must undergo necessary changes!"
hh "And the waves of the sea of gray fog can just provide the necessary assistance for the changes in the matrix!"
"The waves are inherently disordered and have no specific rules, so the anchor point matrix built on the sea surface does not change constantly!"
"However, in order to make it completely unaffected by the fluctuations of the gray fog sea, I need to set up an additional "code lock" on top of it!"
"And this combination lock... is written on the map of the campus!! It is composed of those lamp poles located on the cobblestone road in a standardized order!"
"The lamp poles in the campus will unfold according to inherent logic whenever night falls, but when daytime comes, they will be assembled in a disorderly manner!"
"The expansion and contraction of the campus map is like the paper being crumpled and flattened. Once wrinkles are formed, it can be opened and closed repeatedly to a great extent!"
"And the second "password lock" of this anchor matrix is actually deduced from the "normal" version of the campus map in reverse - the "reverse logic" campus map! ! "
"It turns out that the standard answer to this question has always been by my side, but it was not until today that I saw the question stem that belonged to it!!"
"No wonder, no wonder... Ryoko always looks like a dead pig when he is in the area in the dormitory. He must have known everything for a long time, but even his strange skills can't completely cover up the anomalies in the dormitory area, so he entrusted everything to me!" He didn’t even give me a hint! "
Tian Bufan had been silent when Lin Yi murmured about enlightenment. It was only now that he heard Lin Yi's words and said helplessly: "There is no way... Some things cannot be explained at all. They can only guide you to understand slowly. When you understand, the plan will continue."
"Of course, there will be some deviations in the speed of this understanding, but the deviation will not be too big, and we can still control it."
"You have understood the core of the anchor matrix. Now, you can use it to search for traces of the principal."
"The passing geese leave their voices, and the passing people leave their names. The traces of the principal may be very faint, but there will not be even a shadow."
"Okay." Lin Yi nodded. After understanding the mystery of the anchor matrix, there was no need to say anything more.
Him He then used the waves of the Gray Mist Sea as a basis and the campus map as a reference to constantly change its expression in the form of folds, so that the anchor point matrix always existed in an irregular but implicitly regular form.
At a certain moment, the sea of gray fog was surging with huge waves, and the anchor point matrix was arrayed in the southeast. In an instant, the star map was opened, the secret patterns were combined, and hundreds of street light poles gathered and changed, intertwining into a vast radar in the void!
Lin Yifu reached his heart and immediately called out: "Principal - Principal——"
"You can't call that, Old Lin." Tian Bufan hurriedly said, "You have to bring a name that he is familiar with! Use the name of Fusheng Wei Liang Tianzun to call him!"
(End of this chapter)