Urban Legends: The Legacy of Ancient Civilizations

This extreme dilemma is just a random space preset between the first underground floor and the third underground floor without any forced entry mechanism. If Bai Ning hadn't found a solution to the illusion in order to better experience various fantasy environments, There's no way he can get in through the maze.

Based on the basic state of mind of various previous explorers, their expected purpose under the guidance of Gogol would be to anchor the third underground floor, and they seemed not to be interested in the space on the second underground floor at all.

Such a cumbersome fantasy space seems to have no meaning other than being able to completely trap random entrants to death.

Bai Ning had previously deduced that the Illusion Core had certain interactive characteristics. If the Illusion Core could really achieve this level of absolute obliteration, the Soviets would not leave such a killer weapon here.

It can be seen that this seemingly endless void space is actually still a narrow repetitive space. However, due to human vision, it is mistakenly thought that this area is endless.

In this level of fantasy space, are visual errors really still effective?

Based on this inspiration, Bai Ning once again recalled his previous doubts about bright flashlights.

If Bai Ning's consciousness and the body's five senses are synchronized, then this means that the space Bai Ning is currently in is the real space that the body can reach.

But previous experiences told Bai Ning that the second and third underground floors in this elevator shaft were all fantasy spaces.

This can also prove that the irradiation range of the strong flashlight at this time is actually just an ideology in the illusion.

The so-called seeing and not seeing is nothing more than a manipulation of Bai Ning's consciousness by the core of the illusion.

In this maze of illusions, everything is visible and everything is invisible. The range of the bright flashlight is the radiation range of Bai Ning's thoughts.

This reasoning seems to mean that as long as Bai Ning wants to see the entire void space, the core of the illusion will make this place shrouded in skylight.

Just like the free switching of the fantasy background before, the so-called darkness and light are actually just some kind of self-suggestion in Bai Ning's heart.

With this in mind, Bai Ning began to actively try to interact with the core of the environment, hoping that it would be within the range of light.

As such thoughts arose, Bai Ning's brain also felt a deep sense of fatigue. This feeling disappeared in a flash, and the boundless darkness in front of him disappeared, replaced by a state as bright as day.

The basic reaction mechanism for the glare of light is very sound. Bai Ning put his hand on his forehead and squinted his eyes to look around. Everything turned into pure white, and he still couldn't see the end at a glance.

Is there no corridor structure set up in the dark environment?

Nothingness is nothingness, emptiness is emptiness, and it is flat. This is the basic characteristic of the space here.

After looking around, he suddenly spotted a small black spot in the distance. Bai Ning's first reaction was the elevator doorway.

Did the previous short journey, an adventure that didn't feel very deep, actually lead me so far away from the elevator door?

Could it be that the core of the illusion is just that the dark environment paralyzes the concepts of distance and time, causing the trapped people to lose their basic measurement standards, so that they are trapped alive in this vast void space?

As previously deduced, it is always themselves that drives people crazy in the illusion maze. Excessive concern about external feedback will only lead to their ultimate collapse in distorted cognition.

His thoughts moved again, and as the feeling of fatigue struck again, the black spot in the distance instantly moved to the front of Bai Ning.

The expected elevator door did not appear, but the back of a strange man appeared.

This person seemed to be sitting cross-legged in meditation, but his head was lowered, and it was unclear whether he was dead or alive.

Another explorer soul trapped and dead in the maze of illusion?

Coming to the front of the meditating person, what comes into view is an extremely old face, with a sparse beard and a gray beard, hanging casually on the chest. His messy hair blocks most of the face, making it even more difficult to distinguish. Who does this thin and sunken cheek belong to?

Just when Bai Ning wanted to take a closer look to see if he could find any clues in this old man's clothes, the skinny old man who seemed to have been dead for a long time suddenly opened his eyes.

There was no trace of turbidity in his eyes, and his sharp gaze seemed to be able to pierce people's hearts. No matter how strong Bai Ning's concentration was, he still seemed to be a little shaken by this sudden gaze.

"I am Gogol, who are you?"

There was another inexplicable consciousness transmission, and Skinny Goge stared at Bai Ning expressionlessly, as if he wanted to dissect the young man in front of him.

Another fragment of Gogol's soul?

But looking at his appearance, with his gray beard and hair, and his thin body, he looks like he has been trapped here for a lifetime. Can the flow of time really speed up in the illusory maze?

Or perhaps, Skinny Gogol's current performance is an external manifestation of his weak mental state, just like Bai Ning can brighten this environment.

"How many years have you been trapped here?"

Bai Ning's question completely dissipated the sharpness in Skinny Gogol's eyes, and the confusion that could not be concealed overflowed, as if Skinny Gogol had once again entered another maze of illusion.

"Who knows.

Maybe a year or two, maybe ten years, maybe 50 years.

Under extreme circumstances, a person's appearance never matches his or her actual age. Trying to estimate time through the body's aging characteristics is just wishful thinking.

Did you come here alone, or was someone guiding you in? "

After a brief period of confusion, Skinny Gogol responded with a few words, seemingly as a kind of self-examination on Bai Ning's question.

That last sentence was as if he never knew that the real Gogol would keep bringing people to explore the outpost research base.

Could this state of self-isolation be because no one has ever been to this second underground floor?

But why did Gogol run into the second underground floor?

Could it be that the skinny Gogol at this time couldn't tell the difference between reality and illusion at all, and regarded Bai Ning in front of him as a kind of torture in the maze of illusion, and was fighting back indiscriminately?

Or perhaps, the seemingly eternal dark space previously made Skinny Gogol completely trapped in a self-enclosed state. Opening and closing his eyes had no meaning at all to Skinny Gogol at this time.

"You let me in."

To Skinny Gogol, Bai Ning's response seemed like a groundbreaking statement, and then he fell into almost maniacal laughter.

"I?

Is it because I have been trapped for so long that I have begun to dream that the savior can come here?

If the extension of nothingness is still nothingness, then behind redemption is nothing but eternal cowardice!

Just disappear.

I don't want to say anything more to you. "

The skinny Gogol roared with almost tears in his eyes, like a hysterical vent, an extreme disgust for his own incompetence.

After venting, there was a bit of serenity on the face of the skinny Gogol. When he closed his eyes again, he seemed to have fallen into trance instantly and immersed himself back in his own quiet world.

"Gogol, it doesn't really matter whether I am false or not.

I just want to ask you, do you want to know what year it is now?

Do you want to know what the outside world has become since you were trapped here?

Do you want to know whether the influence of the core of the illusion on you will accidentally allow you to gain spiritual immortality? "

Not caring about Skinny Gogol's madness at all, Bai Ning fired another combination of punches, using the correction of his concept of time to try to give the desperate Skinny Gogol hope of survival again.

However, it was as if Skinny Gogol had truly entered samadhi again, without showing any external reaction at all.

"No need to pretend, your heart is already messed up.

You long for the most real world, and you hate this endless imprisonment.

If you want to get out of here again, then you must show the backbone you deserve, instead of hiding in your own world like a clown and licking your wounds alone. "

According to this rhythm of attacking the heart, Bai Ning continued to attack for an unknown amount of time. Gogol, who was sitting still, suddenly opened his eyes. The red color in his eyes represented his madness at this time.

The state of being as if he was about to choose someone to devour made Bai Ning instantly confirm Gogol's crazy state of mind when he wanted to kill him.

However, at this time, Gogol was still sitting on the ground motionless, as if his feet were completely disabled.

In the fantasy space, how can there be such a concept as having disabled legs? The only possibility is that Gogol in front of him has tried to kill his inner demon countless times, but he has never been able to achieve such expectations. .

Anger and madness were his attitude at this time, and he was unwilling to give proper feedback. This was also his attitude.

A very strange intermediate state. It is difficult to imagine how desperate Gogol is now.

What is despair? Despair does not mean that you cannot get what you ask for. Despair means that you no longer have the courage to even try.

It was obvious that the skinny Gogol was in deep despair at this time. He may have imagined death, but in this illusionary space, there may be no death at all.

Or maybe there is no death like Skinny Gogol envisioned.

“You want to get out, getting out is your biggest desire in this life.

Staying here will only bring endless pain, but due to your cowardice and incompetence, you can only stay here forever.

The reason why you meditate here is not because you want to get some sublimation of your thoughts, but simply because meditation can make you forget the passage of time.

Your essence is fear and cowardice. No matter how sharp your eyes are or how fierce you are, you can't cover up your timid nature.

This space is infinitely large, but the place that belongs to you is infinitely small. Perhaps your existence itself is the basis for making this space infinitely large. "

Under Bai Ning's continuous blows, the gray hair on the skinny Gogol's head gradually turned snow-white, and the wrinkles on his face became even more numerous. It seemed that in just a few minutes, he had already reached the end of his life. the end of.