After Dr. Chen spoke, his eyes looked tightly at the man in front of him.

He never thought he could meet Wei Shi here.

Six years ago, the R code base was disbanded, and only Wei Yan was left with traces. He always thought that Wei Shi, like Shao Yu, had already left the Blue Star Domain, or like other experimental subjects... completely disappeared and would never appear again.

The moment I really saw Wei Shi, memories of years of dusty memories emerged from my mind.

The white and dazzling laboratory is always maintained at a research base below 25 decibels, cold metal walls and heavy detection instruments.

Afterwards—

Dr. Chen took a deep breath, suppressed the most terrifying part of his memory, and looked at Wei Shi six years later.

The outline is deep, the pupils are pitch black, and there is a desert-like momentum no matter where you look.

Wei Shi finally spoke: "Long time no see."

Dr. Chen felt relieved and slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

The sunset burned in the sky, struggling to sink into the clouds. The two stood on the top of the mountain, chatting without a word. Most of the time, Dr. Chen was talking, and Wei Shi was silent.

After staying at the R code base for many years, Dr. Chen has long been accustomed to getting along with the experimental subjects.

Until the sky got darker, Dr. Chen suddenly took out a business card and stuffed it into Wei Shi's hand: "You... keep it. I can't help much, but it's still useful."

He smiled bitterly and then said seriously: "I heard that there are several cases in the blue sky in your situation. I have specifically investigated that it was the news released by the floating city. As long as you nod, I go to find the relationship, there will always be a way to connect...you..."

He was about to speak, but wanted to persuade Wei Shi to go to Fukong City for treatment, but he swallowed the words again in a flash.

On the terminal, the program team is already urging.

Dr. Chen seemed to want to say something, but in the end he turned into silence and nodded and said goodbye.

At the foot of the hillside, Dr. Chen gradually moved farther away. Wei Shi's right hand rubbed the metal gun chamber slightly, picked up the business card and took a look, and stuffed it back into his pocket.

Ten minutes later, the Closson Show venue.

Wu Jin, the knockout champion, was quickly pushed to the studio and the door was taken from outside.

The dark curtain slowly opened, and the screen emitted a soft light—

This is a mixed clipping of six or seven lenses, a silver butterfly with flying lenses, a giant moth with dense eyes, and a self-calculated calculation of the map in the safe area.

The light suddenly lights up.

Wu Jin turned around and saw the social psychology teacher sitting on a chair.

"Hello teacher!" he spoke immediately.

The young man smiled: "Just call me Dr. Chen. It's a great performance, but-" He looked down at the terminal: "Any audience questioning you, finding a safe zone depends entirely on luck, or knowing the rules in advance."

Wu Jin opened his eyes wide.

"Are you nervous?" asked Dr. Chen.

Wu Jin shook his head.

"So, I have a few questions for you. After getting the map, I saw from the monitoring that in your first guess, the field model is three-dimensional. What prompted you to reduce the model to two-dimensional?"

Only then did Wu Jin realize that the map he returned after the game was in the hands of Dr. Chen.

"The height of the ladder shaft. There are also judging from the length of the mechanical movement sound. There are only two rooms in the ladder shaft." Wu Jin explained: "There is also the complexity of the field. In the early stage of the game, all clues can only be guessed. If the grid model has three dimensions, the complexity is O(n^3). In theory, it cannot be cracked before the program is recorded... In other words, a reasonable rule will only have two-dimensional changes in planes at most."

Dr. Chen nodded: "I'm very curious, how you reversed Zhuoma Entertainment's action route."

Wu Jin recalled: "First of all, you need to know their starting time. Judging from the position evaluation score, Zhuoma Entertainment should enter the arena at the second or third time point. Then the starting position - My guess is that since the middle grid is a clue grid, for fairness, the player's starting point distance from the middle coordinates should be basically the same, that is, 14 distance units. Comprehensive judgment, Zhuoma Entertainment can reach the current coordinates within 11 time units, and should be walking south all the time."

Dr. Chen finally showed a surprised expression again.

He wrote down something on the paper, then pressed the terminal, and the virtual screen changed.

The field is shrinking, and the camera is moving upwards - Wu Jin opens his eyes widened.

This is an aerial perspective.

The 961 grids are like peristaltic cells, and the movement rules are exactly the same as what he speculated. The safe zone continues to reproduce, and dies due to crowding and loneliness, like the cycle of life.

"This model is called cellular automata." Dr. Chen explained gently: "It can simulate complex movements within tissue structures. It was first proposed by von Neumann in the mid-20th century and was ignored by the academic community. It was not until the end of the 20th century that it was mentioned again by John Conway, and it became an important cornerstone for promoting life sciences in the 22nd century."

Wu Jin stared at the screen, her amber pupils shining.

"It is one of the most beautiful two-dimensional models in the world." Dr. Chen sighed and looked at Wu Jin beside him: "Reincarnation and Nirvana are endless."

After the championship interview, Dr. Chen put on his coat and walked out the door with Wu Jin.

Dr. Chen suddenly spoke: "Have you seen the scattered life grid?"

Wu Jin was stunned.

Dr. Chen said: "It is out of place with the environment and will quickly die off at the edge of the map, and it is a grid that cannot be integrated into the model. It is like a lonely person."

Wu Jin thought for a while: "As time goes by, they will disappear in the evolution of the model...theoretically, it only exists in the initial round."

Dr. Chen shook his head: "There is another type of grid that has been artificially 'transformed'. There is no emotion, no similarity, and there is only one rule that applies to them, namely loneliness and death. Do you know that such people will not shine even if they are exposed to light."

Wu Jin seemed to have thought of something and was about to open the door and paused.

Dr. Chen opened the door for him and smiled: "Sorry, it's too far."

In the distance, the director team was still urging him. Wu Jin turned around before being driven back to the director's hall and saw Dr. Chen standing in place and nodding to him.

It was not until the boy disappeared that Dr. Chen looked at the surveillance video on the terminal and murmured: "...I hope he can..."

The four grids adjacent to the coordinates are damaged together, but from the model calculation, the coordinates of Wu Jin and Wei Shi must meet in two time units.

Ten minutes later, the program director came over to ask Dr. Chen about the fortifications on the field: "Lepidoptera has been packaged, and the lifting device has been made for tomorrow's engineering team. Is there anything else to stay..."

Dr. Chen shook his head: "No, the surveillance camera will be deleted."

Director Hall.

The program PD carried a speaker and announced that the Twin Tower, which had only 400 people left, would soon move another 100 people.

According to the survival time, number of kills in the game and the ranking of the team, level F is eliminated 2/3, level E is eliminated 1/2. level D is above, and level D is relegated instead of elimination.

After the rankings were announced, the hall was silent.

Some trainees had expected the result and hugged and said goodbye to their companions. Before leaving, they took off their combat uniforms and kissed Closen Show's gold-plated badge before handing over.

Caesar patted Wu Jin on the shoulder and sighed: "It's so cruel..."

Zoe didn't pay attention and found out that Wu Jin had almost been photographed and immediately drove Caesar away: "You said your own, what does it mean to shoot a little witch? If the little witch hadn't won the championship, you would have been relegated with the slut."

While looking at Wu Jin's thin arms and legs, he thought: "It shouldn't be. Logically speaking, it should be stronger after taking the protein powder for two weeks..."

Seeing Wu Jin withdraw his gaze, Wen Lin on the side smiled and said, "What are the little Wu thinking?"

Wu Jin paused: "I'm thinking about the next game."

Zoe gave him a thumbs up: "Yes, you have the fighting spirit. But little witch, you have to be prepared," he paused: "The proportion of puzzle solving should drop next time the game."

Wu Jin nodded.

Puzzles are part of the fun of the game. If half of the players can benefit from it, they will not destroy the balance of the game. But if only one player can crack it-

It's equivalent to a bug.

The Closson show is essentially a battle royale show.

There were only less than 300 people left in the hall. The program PD opened the virtual screen, and Ying Xiangxiang's figure was suddenly projected on the ball screen.

If you perform and perform well, you will sing, and it has not changed a thousand years later.

The well-known actress Ying Xiangxiang has published several albums and has invested heavily in buying a pheasant singing and dancing awards to increase her value. The theme song of this Closen show was also created by Ying Xiangxiang's imperial team.

On the screen, Ying Xiangxiang was wearing a pink slim fit and short-skinned body, tied up her hair and smiled gracefully.

At this time, the high-definition version was played - the first moment she spoke, Caesar was stunned and said: "What's the matter? Let's jump this?!!"

The clear girl's tone echoed throughout the director's hall. It was impossible to see that the 35-year-old Ying Xiangxiang was like the dream lover of every straight male contestant, combining purity and charm, and twisting her waist into a water snake.

When singing "Walking through mountains and rivers, crawling forward", Ying Xiangxiang simply landed on his right knee, supported his upper body with his left elbow, looked down at the camera, lifted his long hair with his right hand, and looked at the beat with a charming look.

In the guide hall, it was so quiet that even the sound of a needle falling to the ground could be heard clearly.

Then there was an uproar, and Caesar even shouted loudly with his neck straight: "Damn it! It's not too late to eliminate me now... Little Witch, look, that slutty man has already jumped with him. Are you shameless?..."

Wu Jin took a quick look and comforted Caesar: "Can you change."

Caesar: "What?!"

Wu Jin raised his little round face: "It's okay! You can still jump if you adjust the movements..."

In the venue, the PD of the show once again used a speaker to suppress it mercilessly: "Quiet! Quiet! This is selected by the audience who voted for you from three songs! What are the audience? The audience is God! Without the audience, there would be no us Closson show, and there would be no ratings to praise your... There are also the top five teams. You not only have to dance in the MV, but also in the group variety show! Now go to the backstage dressing room to get your group variety book. Next two days, if you fail the action assessment, you are not allowed to take a vacation..."

Amid Ying Xiangxiang’s demon voice pierced his ears, Bai Yueguang and the other four quickly slipped away.

Outside the dressing room, as soon as everyone arrived, the program director immediately started class.

"This is the first variety show in your life. Before you go on it, you must make sure your respective skills are allocated. Come on, let's stand one by one and sort it out for you first."

"The first one, Wu Jin."

Wu Jin quickly stood still and quickly reported to save the director's time: "I can dance..."
To be continued...