[Family Transmigration + Interstellar + Game + Mecha + Campus + Superpower]
Ten years ago, the whole family transmigrated to a desolate place, but unexpectedly became 20 years younger.
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Chapter 34: Childhood seems to be easily ruined
Lan Ximeng and her three friends spent 25 yuan to buy a map of the amusement park at the small stall under the guide map.
Looking at the map in her hand, Lan Ximeng said it was too artistic and she couldn't understand it.
"I don't understand." Lan Ximeng said to the three excited people.
Julia put the map away and said, "We don't understand it either. This is art. We should take it back and frame it."
"Yes." Alice projected the electronic map and pointed to a place and said, "Let's go there. There are not too many people, but not too many either."
"Why don't you go directly to where there are fewer people?" Wang Chunlei said, wouldn't it be faster for them to reach there if there were fewer people?
Alice: "Not really, not really. If there are few people, some people will come over, and then there will be many people. It will be just right, not too many, not too few."
Lan Ximeng, where did you hear this from? She has never heard such a statement since she was a child.
"Okay, let's go!"
The four of them arrived at their destination according to the map. Lan Ximeng took a look and wondered, isn’t this just a carousel?
The brightly colored horses are decorated with intricate saddles and stirrups, and the overall look is cute and attractive.
The wooden horse slowly turns to the soft music. The top is decorated with colorful lights, flashing a dreamy light as it rotates.
The laughter of tourists and the cheerful melody played on the carousel are intertwined to form a wonderful symphony.
Every rise and fall of the wooden horse is accompanied by screams and cheers from the tourists, their eyes sparkling with excitement and surprise.
When the music changes, white clouds float down from the top. Falling over the heads of tourists, it is like bathing in a sea of clouds.
As the wooden horse moves up and down, it feels like flying among the clouds, experiencing the thrill of flying.
After a while, the music suddenly became urgent. The originally pure white clouds turned into dark black clouds the next moment, and flashes of lightning could be seen from the clouds from time to time.
At the same time, the wooden horse turned into a diamond iron horse, and the speed of rotation was also increasing. The tourist sitting on it was suddenly struck by lightning, his face turned black in an instant, and a cloud of black air came out of his mouth.
The tourist did not feel uncomfortable, but became excited instead.
"Wow, what is this? It looks so fun!" Alice also became excited.
Lan Ximeng looked at the guy who was spewing black smoke and wanted to ask, "Don't you feel any pain?"
"Carousel?" Wang Chunlei looked at the facility introduction while waiting in line.
It turns out that the intensity of the lightning strike just now was just equivalent to static electricity, which would only make people numb for a while, but not cause strong pain.
Julia also said: "This Trojan has more than 20 kinds of weather simulations. It's so fun. I want to try them all!"
Lan Ximeng interrupted her fantasy and said, "There are only two kinds of weather in a 10-minute circle. It will take more than an hour to finish the game, and the weather is random. We also have to queue up. We don't have enough time."
"Oh, really? What a pity." Alice and the other two looked regretful.
Hey, you guys just read the introduction and not the whole thing?
Lan Ximeng kept complaining in her heart.
After waiting in line for half an hour, four people finally arrived.
Lan Ximeng prayed in her heart that rain and sandstorms would not occur at the same time. She had seen a group of people encountering these two simulations at the same time before.
None of the tourists had a clean face.
Lan Ximeng was sitting on a winged unicorn, the prototype of which she had seen in the zoo and was almost identical to the foreign legend.
The carousel began to rotate, and Lan Ximeng could feel the sensation of being off the ground.
Why is the speed different from what it looks like from outside? Why is it so much faster?
Lan Ximeng felt like she was undergoing centrifugal separation. She held on to the pillar tightly and couldn't help shouting in her heart that the plasmolysis was about to occur.
At this moment, there was rain hurling at her face, it was a tornado.
After five minutes of being blown away by the tornado, Lan Ximeng's long hair now looked like weeds covering her face.
"Puh." Lan Ximeng tried to spit out the hair in her mouth.
The speed of the Trojan horse began to slow down, and the temperature around it gradually dropped.
Could it be snowing?
Snowflakes floated down from overhead like countless light white butterflies. They danced in the wind and finally landed quietly on Lan Ximeng's hands, slowly melting.
Countless snowflakes remained on the ground of the wooden horse, like a layer of white velvet carpet.
Under the lights, the snow sparkled with colorful lights, and the whole world turned into a fairy tale like a crystal palace, peaceful and beautiful.
Freeze frame photography.
Lan Ximeng looked at the photos of herself in silence. Such a beautiful scenery was ruined by her crazy hairstyle.
I looked at the other three people again, they were all beautiful.
Lan Ximeng said unwillingly: "Alice, don't tell me first, Leilei, when did you tie your hair up?" She thought everyone was the same.
Wang Chunlei stuck out her tongue and said embarrassedly: "I was behind you, and when I saw your flying hair, I tied it up."
"Me too, hehe." Alice covered her mouth and laughed.
So she was the only one who was stupid, "No, I'll tie my hair up this time and line up for another round!"
"Hey, you said we don't have time. Let's go do something else." Alice pulled Lan Ximeng and walked towards another project.
The second project is the pirate ship.
The queue for this item alone took an hour.
Lan Ximeng took the pistol given by the staff, sat in her seat, and watched the staff protect her.
Alice, who was sitting next to Lan Ximeng, touched the gun in her hand and said, "This gun must be an ancient one. It relies on the gas pressure generated by the burning gunpowder to push the bullet out of the gun. It has not been used for tens of thousands of years." What should I do? I want to take it apart.
Julia also realized that the pistol was an antique and said, "You still have this thing? It has been out of use for a long time. It can't even tear clothes now."
Lan Ximeng looked at the pistol in her hand and said, Brother, is that you?
The game begins with the familiar pirate song.
Brother, it really is you.
Lan Ximeng couldn't help but start humming.
Wang Chunlei looked at Lan Ximeng and saw that she could actually play the music she heard for the first time. Xiaomeng must have absolute pitch.
The pirate ship's swing became faster, the sound of waves crashing began to reach my ears, and a faint smell of the sea came to my nose.
"It's about to start!" the tourists in front began to scream.
For Lan Ximeng and the others, such an arc posed no challenge. If she were to travel back to Blue Star, she could even interview for a job as a pilot.
"Wakakakakaka." A strange sound came from the upper left.
It was a black octopus with a human face, and it was now reaching out to the pirate ship with its tentacles.
Lan Ximeng and the other three fired subconsciously, and after just two shots, the octopus turned into black powder and scattered all over the people on the boat.
"Oh wow, so exciting!" voices came from other tourists.
Next came the three-headed shark, which Lan Ximeng shot dead with one shot.
A clownfish with wings, shot dead by Alice.
Patrick, the man with fangs, was shot to death by Lan Siming.
SpongeBob has bugs growing in every hole, and Lan Ximeng is angry!
You Lan Yuncheng, is this how you ruin my childhood?
Lan Yuncheng, who was driving a mecha to show off, sneezed violently and felt a chill on his back.
The feeling of finishing.
Back to the amusement park.
After Lan Ximeng fired a pistol, the one she is holding is Wang Chunlei's.
Looking at the pink jellyfish, little carp and green turtle that had just been scattered, Lan Ximeng burst into tears.
My childhood!
You deserve to die!
Lan, Yun, Cheng!
You evil devil!