Chapter 117: The Road to Heaven 9 What Does It Have to Do with You

Zhu Ci took in everything in front of him. The current situation was confusing.

The entire dance hall was like a huge chessboard, and he was not out of the game. There were seven people in total, two of whom were him. Did this copy really exist? Or was it tailor-made for him?

It all became ridiculous. If he was confused, there were at least five other people like him. The planner also put himself in the game and became a piece of the puzzle.

Zhou Nian still kept smiling. He took a step forward and broke the deadlock.

He opened his mouth and said gently, "Since none of you are willing, then I will go to this hell."

As soon as he said this, all the players focused their eyes on him. Sansi seemed to find it weird and raised his eyebrows noticeably.

"Are you so kind?" Nono couldn't help but ask.

Only Yidhaila turned into mist, hiding herself deeper, but it was obvious that she was observing Zhou Nian's every move. Not only did the black mist fail to conceal her, but it made her scrutiny of Zhou Nian even more obvious.

She didn't believe what Zhou Nian said, or rather, she was jealous.

Zhu Ci's expression did change, and he had to shout, "Stop him!"

The one who acted the fastest was the man in white. He seemed to trust Zhu Ci's judgment and rushed over at an extremely fast speed. However, Zhou Nian opened his arms and jumped into the pit with a strange smile.

The man in white stood by, not holding anything.

At this time, Nono and the others looked at Zhuci again.

They were sure that the speech must know something.

Zhu Ci did know something, but he only knew that the planner had gone from being open to being covert. If Zhou Nian left, he would not be able to find out the purpose and reason of this copy before the end.

But now that things have come to this, he carefully scanned the remaining players and discovered more keenly that one person had disappeared.

The next moment, the ballroom was shaken violently, and the epicenter was right below the ballroom.

If nothing goes wrong, the seeds thrown before the speech will sprout.

Sansi looked at the floor that was constantly cracking and suddenly said, "Get out of the way! Go upstairs!"

Nono and Kallis came over quickly, they had complete faith in Sansi's judgment.

"Stairs will also collapse." Zhuci said.

This is a huge vine. If it sprouts a little, it can destroy the dance hall of this copy.

If we understand it literally, the way to heaven should indeed be from the vines upwards.

"Come here."

The man in white simply glanced at the center of the floor, then pulled Zhu Ci towards the wall on the side of the corridor.

He drew his weapon expertly, as if trying to blow down the wall.

The congratulatory remarks were no longer surprising to the soldiers, who would pull out their weapons at any time.

"Do you want to just leave the dungeon map and get eliminated?"

Just when they were about to take action, a voice came from behind Zhu Ci.

The man in white turned to look at him: "Hmm?" The corners of his eyes were raised, and his cold eyes, coupled with the tear mole, naturally carried a sense of arrogance.

Zhu Ci also turned his head, his face showing clear silence.

Sansi forced a smile and said, "Two idiots, one big and one small."

Congratulations: "..."

It was obvious that neither of them wanted to pay any attention to him.

Calis's cheeks were slightly red, and he looked very flustered. Without saying a word, he took out a piece of paper and walked in front of them with a twinkling look in his eyes.

He pasted the white paper on the wall and looked at it three or four times.

If there is no reaction from three or four, then he did the right thing.

"Come in."

After that, there were heard the sounds of "boom" and "crackling".

A green cylinder burst out of the ground and then accelerated upward.

Zhuci felt a push from behind him, and then he was pushed in.

…

A candle was lit in the darkness, the candlelight was dim, the air exuded a mysterious smell of decay, and a heavy feeling came over me, as if this place should be sealed forever.

“Tick, tick, tick…”

The sound of footsteps breaks the silence and also merges with the silence.

"Why does it feel like prison?" The girl's voice became much softer and she became cautious.

Calis just shook his head; he had no idea where he was.

Calis's skills are indeed amazing. He can actually travel through space with the help of a piece of white paper, but he himself cannot guarantee where he will go.

Candles were lit one after another.

Three or four gradually walked ahead of everyone else.

Zhu Ci raised his eyes and looked at the people around him. He knew his own character and would not easily show all his strength. However, he was still curious about what kind of power this "self" had that could compete with these guys who could no longer be called human beings.

What role does "he" play in this story?

The man in white looked at Zhuci. Although he was face-blind, his perception was good.

"What do you want to know?"

Zhu Ci shook his head and then looked ahead.

"That shabby guy seems to have become shorter again," he said.

Man in white: "Hmm... is there?"

"Yes, because he said before that he was as tall as me."

"This shady guy you're talking about is pretending to be you."

Zhuci: "I... don't look like him at all."

"Hahahaha, you bad guy, I'm talking about you." Nonuo laughed secretly and ran to Sansi to remind him.

San Si calmly replied, "Only an idiot would gossip about someone behind their back."

Zhu Ci glanced at himself after hearing this and said, "Who are you talking about, idiot?"

The man in white was silent, and it was unclear whether his expression was confused or indifferent.

As a result, the atmosphere was eased a lot.

Zhu Ci walked forward. This place was very similar to the place he had been to before, except that there was no door.

There is no door, only a wall and a path hidden in the darkness... This is what it feels like to be at a dead end.

"When will this end?" Nono said impatiently.

"Let me do it." Calis took out a piece of paper again.

Sansi glanced at him and said, "No."

If this corridor has no end, it means that this should be a closed loop in space. Calis's ability involves space, but he has already used it once and entered this loop and was assimilated by this loop. If he wants to get out again, he must master a higher level of power.

"It's not a closed loop." The man in white suddenly spoke.

He seemed to be able to guess what other people were thinking.

There are many dungeons in the game that have settings similar to ghost walls. They have come into contact with quite a few of them, and the circle is the most perfect closed loop among them. Even time can present a closed loop.

Three or four people stopped walking, and the candles burned quietly on both sides, without even the wind.

"You think so too?" He looked at Zhu Ci.

Greeting: "…Is there any difference?"

"Oh, of course there is a difference."

The man in white said, "It is useless to keep moving forward. It is just marking time."

"Why think so much? Isn't there an 'NPC' here?" Nono said meaningfully.

Zhu Ci ignored her and leaned against the wall beside him, glancing at the candle: "Not only did the candle not jump, its length did not change." He then said meaningfully: "Even the candle will not get shorter, some digital people can get shorter so many times."

Sansi raised his eyebrows slightly: "Oh?"

On the other hand, Calis and Nono looked at each other for three or four times: "You are..."

"Okay." Sansi raised his hand and gestured to stop. "So yes, this is a place where time stops. Even space has collapsed. We have been walking on a 'point' all along."

Zhu Ci nodded: "Very smart, but the time for us has not disappeared, it is even accelerating, so you must have gone back again."

He glanced at the man in white three or four times, his expression curious: "Do you think so too?"

He seemed to be very interested in exploring whether their two brains were thinking in sync.

The man in white looked at him indifferently, like ice flowers on a snowy mountain, with no sense of existence.

Sansi cast his gaze on Zhu Ci: "I really should like you more."

Greetings: "...No need, thank you very much." I'll be thankful if you don't like me.

"It's horrible that you two are the same person. I can't believe it."

Indeed, if it weren't for the urgency of the situation, these two should really be studied carefully.

Now they seemed to be trapped here, with a mixture of light and shadow. There was no real danger, but this kind of quietness was even more disturbing.

Zhu Ci just watched quietly. He couldn't give an answer, not even to himself.

"It's about life and death." The man in white suddenly spoke.

"What?" Nono was confused.

"In his world, there are only two ends of the scale. Of course you won't understand." Sansidao.

Zhu Ci glanced at him and said, "You understand."

Three or Four: "Know yourself better than you know yourself."

The white-clothed man's pupils became very light, and his eyes gradually faded. He walked forward a few steps, looking for a position.

That is the place where the candles at the back will not go out, and the candles at the front will not burn.

He had his back to everyone and his body shape did not change, but at that moment he seemed to have grown infinitely larger, overlooking all living beings with an empty appearance.

At the edge of light, and also at the edge of darkness, a horizontal line emerges.

This line gives people a feeling of boundlessness and width, but this corridor is actually so narrow.

This is a scene that makes people feel solemn for no reason. This space is conceptually "small", but such smallness seems to have given rise to the concept of "big".

This kind of size is psychological and conceptual, and difficult to describe in words.

"It's turned up high? It looks quite cool." Nono was surprised.

Everyone else was silent.

Zhu Ci looked at it carefully, and suddenly he felt a sense of sadness and an inexplicable palpitation in his heart, as if he would disappear because of it.

In full view of the public, the horizontal line tilted, about 20 degrees, which was obvious enough.

The man in white stretched out his hand, lightly tapped the upward-sloping side with his fingertips, and fiddled with it. This fiddle seemed to divide the horizontal line into two sides, light and dark.

Three or Four: "Tsk."

At that moment, they seemed to be swept into a white light. Originally, it was dark in front of their eyes, but now it was so bright that it was frightening.

When they opened their eyes again, the scene in front of them changed. The space was cut into two parts. The back was still the original place, but the front seemed to be a piece of space pulled from somewhere else for splicing.

The man in white withdrew his hand.

"Are you okay?" Sansi suddenly spoke.

"..." The person being questioned turned around and looked at him, but his pupils, which had returned to normal, did not reflect any human figure, so the man in white ignored him.

Sansi emphasized, "My name is Sansi."

"Yeah." The name is just a code name to him.

"I am not a stranger. Do you remember who I am to you?"

Man in white: “……???”

Congratulations: “……?”