Chapter 275 Yu Shengyi's Thoughts
Looking at the streets outside where everything was normal, Yu Sheng was stunned for a long time. Then he heard the sound of footsteps behind him - Irene also ran out from the living room and stood at the door with him in a daze.
"...Oh no, where's the fog outside? It looked so thick just now!"
Yu Sheng said nothing, but just looked outside for a while with a frown, then suddenly seemed to think of something and turned back to the living room.
There was still thick fog outside the window.
I confirmed it several times and the result was the same.
Is the fog limited to outside the window?
Yu Sheng returned to the window, stared at the fog outside and pondered for a long time, then decided to open the window and give it a try.
The window opened easily, and he looked out of the window and found that everything on the street outside had returned to normal - but when he looked out through the part of the window that could not be opened, he could still see the thick fog that seemed to permeate the entire world.
Irene and Hu Li watched the whole process from the side. They were both as confused as Yu Sheng. Irene was the first to speak with her eyes wide open: "Does it have to be through the window glass to see the fog?"
Hu Li then spoke up: "Illusion?"
Yu Sheng silently closed the window again, looked at the foggy street outside the window, and after thinking for a moment, he said softly: "We have to check the windows in other places as well."
Hu Li ran upstairs with a whoosh, and Irene's other two bodies also ran upstairs immediately. After a little thought, Yu Sheng also went up the stairs - he wanted to check the room at the end of the corridor on the second floor himself.
After a while, the three returned to the living room and discussed the inspection results.
Erin: "There's fog outside the master bedroom window! There's fog outside the attic window, too!"
Hu Li also nodded: "It's outside my room too, but I can't see it when I open the window. I can only see it through the glass."
"The situation is the same in the room at the end of the second floor," Yu Sheng finally spoke, summarizing the situation in a deep voice, "It looks like the fog has completely surrounded the outside, but the fog can only be seen through the windows. If you really open the door and window and look directly outside, everything outside looks normal... See through the window... See?"
He repeated the word and suddenly frowned.
Irene immediately stood up from the sofa: "What did you think of?"
"It's just that a weird thought suddenly occurred to me," Yu Sheng frowned and said hesitantly, "Could it be that there is really fog outside right now, and our house is really surrounded by fog - it's just that it's surrounded on the 'other side', and whether we open the window or not, and whether we look through the window or through the door, we actually see different scenes on the 'two sides'?"
His words confused Irene. The little puppet's brain wasn't very good to begin with, and it took her a long time to react. But Hu Li beside him understood Yu Sheng's idea more quickly: "Benefactor, what you mean is... 'fog' and 'no fog' are two different 'states'. Is our house stuck between the two states now?"
Foxes have very good brains.
After hearing what Hu Li said, Irene finally reacted. She blinked and converted the terms Hu Li used with the concepts of this world in her mind, and clapped her hands: "Oh, No. 66 Wutong Road is falling into a foreign land."
Then she stared at Yu Sheng with her bloodshot eyes.
"What the hell!" She yelled before anyone else could speak. "I've only heard of people falling into alien lands, or at best machines with machine souls falling into alien lands, but how could a house fall into an alien land? Does your house have a house soul?!"
Yu Sheng didn't say anything, but raised his hand and pointed at the foggy street outside.
Irene didn't know what to say for a moment.
"So what should we do now?" Hu Li opened his eyes wide, looked at Irene and then at Yu Sheng, and asked curiously, "If our house is really 'falling' downwards... should we find a way to pull it up? Or should we find a way to go to the 'other side' to check the situation first? Maybe there is something over there that is pulling our house down..."
Hearing this, Irene looked at Hu Li in surprise: "Silly fox, you have a good imagination... But a house is falling into a foreign land, how can we pull it up?"
"I don't know...how do people get pulled up after falling into a foreign land?"
"If you didn't fall too far, find an exit."
"…We live in this house like we have no legs?"
"nonsense!"
Yu Sheng was listening to the discussion between the puppet and the fox, but for some reason, he didn't feel nervous at all.
He felt that he should be nervous. After all, No. 66 Wutong Road was now his foothold in this world, and the house was undergoing changes that he had never encountered before. If it was true as Hu Li and Irene guessed, that the entire house was gradually sinking into the foreign land, then this matter was definitely quite serious - much more serious than himself falling into the foreign land.
But he just couldn't feel nervous, as if... he could now accurately sense the status of No. 66 Wutong Road, sensing that it was stably and normally existing where it should be, and the thick fog outside had no effect on it at all.
With this inexplicable feeling, which he didn't know if it could be called "spiritual intuition", Yu Sheng pondered for a long time, and then suddenly broke the silence: "Let's go to the fog and see the situation first."
Irene and Hu Li immediately stopped their meaningless discussion and looked into Yu Sheng's eyes together.
"How do we get there?" Irene asked. "It seems like the street outside is still normal when we push open the door now. Our house hasn't completely sunk yet... Or do you want to open a door and go to the place where you rescued my nephew? And then run all the way from the 'other side' to here? That's a bit far, and who knows what might happen along the way..."
"I'll try to open the door and go out directly." Yu Sheng said something that seemed incoherent to Irene, then he stood up and walked to the door again, then put his hand on the door handle.
The puppet and the fox watched this scene curiously.
Yu Sheng no longer paid attention to the outside world. He just kept his hand on the door handle and narrowed his eyes slightly.
He hasn't done this in a long time.
Open the door of your home - but don't direct it directly to the familiar open space in front of the door.
He had always avoided actively "assigning" the door at the entrance of No. 66 Wutong Road to other coordinates, because he always had some... special feelings and sustenance for this door. He always remembered that he had mistakenly opened the door of his home one day, and came to this strange and dangerous world, and left his familiar hometown. He always expected that this door at the entrance might one day bring him back to that familiar home - but before that, he must first fully understand his own power and master the strange and mysterious rules of this borderland...
But now, he suddenly had a bold idea.
Perhaps, he should first thoroughly understand No. 66 Wutong Road - it seems that he knows too little about this house that has become his "home".
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He sensed the few drops of blood he had left in the thick fog.
The connection established by a few drops of blood is extremely weak, but a connection is a connection. As long as it exists, it can accurately point to the "other side".
With the help of these vague messages, Yu Sheng carefully distinguished the foggy world and the subtle differences in "values" between the two worlds separated by the fog.
He had no intention of opening the door and heading toward the neighborhood where Zheng Zhi had been trapped before—it wasn't that simple.
He is trying a completely new way of positioning.
He wanted to find the "overall characteristics" of the foggy world, and then directly map the entire No. 66 Wutong Road to the corresponding coordinates.
Since No. 66 Wutong Road can sink as a whole towards a foreign land, it means that this house may not be "fixed" here, so this operation should be feasible - as the first such bold attempt, he now only needs to speed up the process and keep it under his control.
Give it a try, maybe it will work.
Yu Sheng opened his eyes and gently turned the handle.
There was thick fog outside.
…
Deep in the old city, at the end of Wutong Road, the lights were on in the shop that had just hung a sign that read "Xingchen MRT Collection Point". Two Secret Service agents who were temporarily stationed at the site had just finished debugging the equipment when they heard a strange noise coming from a machine.
"Wait, what's going on?" An operator immediately came to the machine. Although it was common for a newly installed and debugged machine to have strange noises or false alarms, the strict system and daily training still made him not ignore this small anomaly. He immediately began to check the data automatically recorded by the equipment, "...It seems that there is no problem, but it seems that a signal was captured just now, why is it not in the record?"
Another Secret Service agent also stood up and walked to another sensor, ready to check the comparison data.
And just as he stood up, he glanced through the window at the situation outside.
Outside the window is the deepest part of Wutong Road. Several old houses stand in the narrow streets. The uninhabited old houses are dark, and the mottled exterior walls are illuminated by street lights. The narrow alley is silent.
The young Secret Service agent blinked his eyes. He didn't even feel anything unusual in the first few seconds. He just glanced outside and continued to fiddle with the equipment that he had just installed during the day.
Then, after nearly ten seconds, he suddenly stopped what he was doing, and looked up suddenly as if he had been electrocuted, staring at the narrow streets outside the window and the several old houses nearby.
The colleague next to him didn't even look up: "What's going on? Why are you so surprised? Come and help me take a look at this thing..."
"Look, look, what the hell are you looking at!" The young Secret Service agent stared out the window, sweat starting to pour out of his forehead, "Outside, outside, that empty space... the empty space is gone!!"
"……What?!"
“No. 66 Wutong Road is gone!!”
(End of this chapter)
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