The "observation point" that Luo Yuan mentioned wasn't big. With Fat Dragon's massive physique, it only took two steps to arrive behind the circular observation window. Following that, he reached out his hand and touched the inner layer of the window. He was also sensing the details of the collision between the window and the sandstorm outside.
"A great spectacle." The will of the true god whose soul was attached to Fat Dragon described it this way. He rarely used the word "great," but at this moment, it wasn't easy to find a word that was more in line with reality and his state of mind.
"Lord True God should have seen it before … Horned Demon once visited this place. Back then, it was a better observation opportunity."
"He's not a good carrier."
Under the Propping Mulberry Tree's system, the meaning of this sentence was equivalent to "he's not a good believer." On the other side, Jingxin's heart instinctively twitched when he heard this. He subconsciously lowered his head, afraid that the true god would comment on him.
However, as the person in question, Horned Demon only stared intently at the observation window. He looked at the thick sandstorm outside with amazement at his level of concentration.
The true god's attention was still focused on the sandstorm outside the observation window, so he didn't care about Horned Demon's reaction. He used Fat Dragon's thick fingers to slowly rub against the windshield, feeling the details of the collision between the inside and the outside. At the same time, he said in an especially gentle tone, "Those sand-like fragments have spatial textures.
"Those sand-like fragments have the texture of space. We don't necessarily understand what space is, but we give it this definition. At the very least, it's an approximation. It makes people feel that if these fragments are pieced together, they will form an additional dimension that can accommodate us …"
Luo Yuan clapped, "As expected of Lord True God. You sound like you're preaching."
"I'm just deliberately mystifying things. If I really knew the truth behind it, why would I need to say so much nonsense?" The true god's attitude was very frank. In front of the mystery that seemed to be within reach, his reputation wasn't that important.
He continued to rub the window. It was shaped like a windshield, and it did block the sandstorm outside. However, behind the seemingly simple phenomenon, there was a deep and complicated mechanism.
"If it's just an ordinary windshield, including this laboratory, and if it's just an ordinary underground building, then nothing will be left behind under the erosion of the 'sandstorm' outside … Such craftsmanship is rare in the world, right?"
"In fact, it's unique."
Luo Yuan also walked to the observation window and stood side by side with Fatty Dragon. Ignoring the difference in size, the two people's auras were equally matched. He calmly explained, "Luo Yuandao and his son, along with Bo Qingwen, they slowly constructed this laboratory in the sandstorm that we are currently witnessing. They continuously pushed deeper into the sandstorm … In fact, the main task of constructing and pushing forward was all done by Bo Qingwen. In this field, her talent was displayed without restraint, especially in the middle and late stages. She made progress almost every day, and every two or three weeks, she would have a new discovery. Luo Yuandao, on the other hand, shifted his research field to the practical application of Formatting Theory. Luo Zhongheng was the most active experimental subject. He could always digest the new results of Luo Yuandao and Bo Qingwen. At that time, everything seemed to be going well, until one day, an unforeseen event occurred and the process was interrupted. "
"Wait, structure? What are they using? Materials? Technology? "The True God grasped a key word.
"About that." Luo Yuan stomped his feet, letting everyone present feel the physical nature of the laboratory. "The place we are in seems to be the product of hollowing out the rock strata. In the first two years that I came here, I always thought that it was like this. But in fact, this place is pieced together using building blocks … Oh, the True God also said this word. It's really amazing. As for the raw materials, it is said to be those. "
Luo Yuan pointed outside the observation window. There was only one thing there, and that was the sandstorm that was so dense that it could no longer be distinguished from the static state.
"Every fragment is a building block, with a specific shape and nature. Although we don't know why they are broken and how they are restored, with such rich materials, it is still possible to pick a part from them and redesign a small room in your heart … These are Bo Qingwen's original words. "
Fatty Dragon turned his head and stared blankly at the silent roaring sandstorm outside the window. The others were similar.
After knowing the premise, the originally cramped laboratory gave people a completely different feeling. Even if they were here in person, it was hard for them to imagine how Bo Qingwen had pieced together the sand and dust into a building of this scale using the method of building blocks.
"After so many years, I have returned to the old place. I am also very surprised that it can still maintain its general appearance … "Luo Yuan smiled and looked up. No one knew what he was looking at. At the end of his line of sight, there was nothing but the ceiling.
"Bo Qingwen."
Fatty Dragon said this name, which was equivalent to the will of the True God giving extra attention. "It sounds like an excellent woman. Why isn't she famous?"
"If even the True God can't really understand her genius and technology, how can you count on those ordinary people? Of course, she is also an excellent architect. Even in the wilderness, her light will shine sooner or later … However, the bad luck of the Luo family infected her, and of course, that bastard! "
At this moment, no one could see Luo Yuan's expression, but even the True God attached to Fatty Dragon could not continue the conversation for a while.
In the end, Luo Yuan turned his face again, still with the same smiling expression, "Okay, let's not talk about unpleasant things. Everyone has paid a great price to get the opportunity to visit, study, and inspect the goods. I hope that you won't cause trouble or even lose your life because of some low-level mistakes, at least in the eyes of former employees like me. So, please allow me to talk about some taboos in the laboratory … "
At this point, Luo Yuan turned his head to look at the centaur and asked, "You are also a person who has been tossing around here. Have you told everyone?"
The centaur glanced at him and ignored him.
Luo Yuan was not angry. "Then I'll explain it from the beginning. It's not particularly complicated. There are only three basic principles. First, I believe that you all know very well that the 'sandstorm' outside the observation window is not a real sandstorm. Any contact with it that you think is infallible will lead to fatal consequences."
"Second, don't leave the scope of space you can understand. I mean, this laboratory is your shelter. Only here can you observe the 'sandstorm' more leisurely, and at the same time, you don't have to worry about your own survival. Well, we have been bored here for too long. We might as well go to other areas of the laboratory to recognize the way and identify the safe zone. "
Luo Yuan left the observation point first, leading a group of people through the corridor of the laboratory, introducing the rooms on both sides.
"The main structure of the laboratory is like a crab, with a wide and hard carapace and two pairs of strong chelicerae stretching out. Its upper body is protruding forward, exposed to the 'sandstorm', and the back is still attached to the space we are familiar with. Basically, the head and chelicerae are very strong. At least when I am here, I can listen to the 'sandstorm' and the special interference sound of the laboratory and have a good dream.
"You have seen the laboratory. The circular corridor we are walking in is the chelicerae on one side. We call it the 'left chelicerae corridor', and the symmetrical side is naturally the 'right chelicerae corridor'. Note that they look like a ring, but they are not connected. There is a room at the end, and if you want to die, you can go in … Here we are. "
In front of the place where Luo Yuan stopped, there was a seemingly very thick metal door, equipped with a turntable lock similar to that of a traditional vault, highlighting the cautious mentality of the designer.
"Well, this set of safety doors was installed after Bo Qingwen's death. Because without her, the follow-up project was aborted. Before this, this was actually a place to show off their affection. "
Luo Yuan's words became strange, and he had no intention of opening the door. However, with the sensing ability of a True God, a mere metal door could not stop him. After a little sensing, he understood. "Indeed, the space-time structure is very unstable, and it was basically eroded and destroyed by the 'sandstorm'. This door is actually meaningless, and it mainly relies on a splicing structure similar to the observation point … Is the other side of the corridor the same configuration? "
"Yes, originally, Bo Qingwen wanted to make a vehicle that could move freely in the 'sandstorm', and called it the 'tree hole plan.' At the end of the two corridors is actually the vehicle parking station. She and Luo Zhongheng each presided over one, and they started work at the same time to compare with each other. But in the end, only a small part of the work was completed, and misfortune came. "
Luo Yuan turned back. "The observation center, the left and right corridors, and the rooms on both sides are basically the scope of the safe zone. At least it was very safe before."
"Before …" "After dismantling so many pieces of equipment, there must be some holes, right?"
Luo Yuan walked with a smile, and suddenly reached out and opened the door of a room on the side. Strangely, in this enclosed underground space, there was a slight airflow passing through, brushing past people's faces.
The breeze "blew" out from the empty room, and correspondingly, there was inexplicably distorted light.
"Nice watch, lend it to me." Luo Yuan politely took a valuable watch from Detective Hua Dian, and then threw it into the room.
Under the distorted light, the watch disappeared without a trace.
"Sure enough, the work of the Toyama Auction House is quite rough. It is said that in this room, when two people were dismantling, they played with time travel. One person safely returned to the ground, but his spine was twisted, and the other person has not been found until now. "
Hua Dian felt his wrist was sore and painful, and he subconsciously took half a step back.
Luo Yuan closed the door. "Well, the third rule: everyone must pray devoutly at all times. Due to the lack of anchoring equipment, there may be similar rooms and areas appearing. When that time comes, everyone can only rely on luck and hope that they don't travel into the sandstorm. Of course, if you can find a large fragment there that can accommodate you and survive, then you will be a lucky person who only appears once in a few decades … That's it. "
Most people had complicated expressions on their faces.
"Luck, that's not a good word."
Fat Dragon followed the will of the true god and slowly said, "But this is the value of Luo Yuandao's laboratory. The endless dust and debris outside is the greatest treasure. But if you don't master the skill to reassemble the fragments, you can only rely on luck. "
"That's basically it."
"So you guys made that plan to treat us to a meal to let the only child in the world who has materialized 'Formatting Theory' and proposed configuration theory help you solve the problem of luck?"
Luo Yuan was still smiling. "Don't blame me for being picky, true god. First of all, 'Formatting Theory' isn't some lost secret manual. You can give me a few of your church's believers now, and I can let you see the results in a month. Of course, after a period of time, I can't guarantee how many people will survive.
"Secondly, configuration theory isn't the patent of that 'child'. The Apocalypse Laboratory and the Deep Blue Laboratory have even more mature industrialized technology, but they are biased towards physical products and are not related to the high-end needs of the laboratory that involves the structure of space and time … In fact, there is no evidence that the 'child' has this kind of ability. The theoretical technology he has displayed is still limited to the spiritual side or the soul. It's just that the person who proposed the plan and I, the consultant, are all loyal supporters of the bloodline theory. So many people want to see if the kid who inherited Bo Qingwen's bloodline has talent in this area.
"At the end of the day, this is more like a prayer ceremony before trying your luck. At least that's what I understand."
Driven by the true god's will, Fat Dragon's chest shook and he laughed softly.
At this moment, someone in the crowd suddenly raised his hand.
The one who did this was the Centaur. He raised his only left hand and attracted everyone's attention. Under the gazes of the two groups of Extraordinaries, he spoke in a hoarse voice.
"Mr. Luo Yuan, according to my understanding, you should be the luckiest of all the laboratory employees. If, as you said, you don't have the corresponding splicing technology, then you were even luckier to find a 'fragment' with an astonishing volume? How did you move it and use it? Or is it still here, in the depths of this sandstorm? "
The already narrow left pincer corridor seemed to be about to explode from the Centaur's wanton disclosure. Those who knew and those who didn't subconsciously held their breaths as their brains worked quickly. They wanted to see how Luo Yuan would answer and react.
The true god who possessed Fat Dragon could have stopped the Centaur with a shout, but he didn't.
Luo Yuan stared at the Centaur, and the smile on his face that revealed the muscles on his cheeks deepened. But in the end, he said in an extremely calm tone, "That's a private deal between me and the Goddess of Destiny. It's not suitable to say it face to face."
A hoarse laugh came from the Centaur's throat. He didn't continue to ask and just made an evaluation.
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