Chapter 176

After rummaging through his backpack, he sadly found that the food in his backpack was only enough for Lu Ziming to eat for two days, saving a little for up to four days. The answer must be found in four days, otherwise he didn't even know what the result was.

If you are really dead, you don't have to worry. The food in your backpack can be saved. Who has heard that dead people have to eat.

But he didn't die. At least Lu Ziming thought so for a lot of reasons. I don't know whether the dead have consciousness, but think about it. Otherwise, he denied the reason for what the eighteen layers of hell are used for. Consciousness can't represent that he must not have died. As for right or wrong, there is no way to verify it.

He doesn't know whether the dead man is hungry. Anyway, he is very hungry now. After walking for several hours, his stomach has been "cooing" for a long time, and he urgently needs to supplement some carbohydrates.

The dead should also be conscious, or the Lord of hell will answer what he asks. Have you heard from the old man that people who are reincarnated should drink Mengpo soup? As for whether it is superstition, no one knows. Anyway, it should be conscious and logically in the past.

Lu Ziming studies science. Science stresses the strictness of logic. Everything is worth deliberating. There must be an end at the beginning, and there is a continuous verifiable process in the middle.

He first had to prove whether he was dead or alive. This seemingly simple question baffled Lu Ziming. It's more difficult to prove whether you're dead or not than to prove that my mother is my mother. Now that you're in the Bureau, you don't have much problem if you're an outsider.

How to prove that you are not dead? Did not see black and white impermanence, or did not see angels to meet themselves, or did not see a monster, for some far fetched reasons, but it was also reluctantly said in the past. His perception, consciousness and even the things in his backpack can only prove that he may not be dead from the side. In addition, all the strange and different common sense around him is not like hell and heaven in the book.

Ninety percent of Lu Ziming believed that he was not dead, and then there was another question: where he was, where he was, and why he was here.

He vaguely felt that when he was falling, he seemed to fall into a net vortex composed of purple thin lines. The purple sky above his head seemed to verify this, "it can't be a huge bubble, or the legendary Dragon Palace". Maybe he was paranoid again after watching journey to the West, Would link their situation to a fairy tale.

He seemed to grasp something vaguely after he lost his smile, but his idea was rejected by himself. This place is too big, and it is very strange. The grassland is flat, and the terrain doesn't even fluctuate at all. The purple sky above my head is like a huge pot cover on the ground, but I can't see the end there. There was no sound, no wind, and I didn't even see an insect except myself. Any explanation can't stand here.

There is too little information on hand. I can't tell what this place is for the moment. I can only turn around first. Maybe I can find some clues.

After a period of rest, he could only rely on instinct to infer whether it was day or night. If you are hungry, it may be time to eat. The normal eating pattern of more than ten years can not be changed at once. If you are sleepy, it is probably time to go to bed. Looking at the watch in your hand, you can roughly infer that it may be midnight. The thick sleepiness makes him unable to open his eyes.

The next day, he was still repeating the process of yesterday, but the direction had changed. If he walked forward yesterday, he changed to walk left today. He didn't believe he couldn't walk out of this grassland.

I don't know how far I've gone. The unchanging grass under my feet seems to laugh at his ignorance. "Are you in a maze?" bold doubt and careful verification. If the grass is replaced with sand, it's more like an endless desert.

If it's really a maze, it's bad. He can't go out by virtue of his current situation. Confidence comes from strength and control over things, but he doesn't have any of these.

There is not much time left for him. There is less and less food in his backpack. He can't become a grass eater.

He decided to gamble for the last time. How did the grass without any barrier confuse himself? The little knowledge in his mind could not solve this mysterious and mysterious problem at all. On the third day, he made a very strange move and decided not to go straight, but to go sideways. If he couldn't go out, he really couldn't think of any other way.

Hope finally appeared in despair. Just when he felt that he might starve to death in the maze, he found a tall and absurd tree and a bottomless pool. This was the first time he had seen anything except grass in three days.

But the problem appeared again. He still didn't understand why there were big trees and deep pools in the maze. The colorful fruit on the big tree and the colorful fish in the deep pool, he didn't know and didn't know what it meant, whether it was a hint or a way of life in the game.

He decided to study the big trees and deep pools in front of him, whether the colorful and strange fruits and colorful fish were food or a key to unlock the maze. When he climbed the tall tree without the top, they all said that he stood high and looked far. However, after climbing the tree of hundreds of meters, he could almost reach the purple sky. Everything around him was still boundless green grass, and he couldn't see even a trace of other scenery. "Is this really a maze?"

With this unanswerable question, he jumped out of the deep pool. He couldn't swim. Relying on his physical ability and unskilled dog planing, he was depressed to find that the deep pool was not deep, but more like a larger swimming pool. There was nothing except the seven colored fish.

He felt that he went from one mystery to another, but he still couldn't find the answer. He didn't even have a hint. Isn't he playing with people?

Lu Ziming was angry. As a result of his anger, he killed all seven silly fish and stuffed them into his five zang organs temple. Now he can't find a second life except himself. Of course, he doesn't know whether he is alive or not.

Colorful fish tastes good. There is only one way to eat colorful fish: eat it raw. This is his first time to eat fish raw. It is impossible without a pot of fish soup. I have tried to roast fish, but the smoke after lighting the branch is too large, choking him out of breath and almost smoked to death.

After slaughtering the colorful fish, he focused on the colorful fruits on the big tree. The colorful fruits were like apples, white, cyan, purple, red and even black. He didn't know whether these fruits could be eaten or what color of fruits were ripe. He picked the fruits of each color, The subjects were not the fruits, but Lu Ziming himself.