Paintings of Terror

In the second round of the language test, all members passed in a thrilling manner. Of course, Qi Muhuan was no longer included in the "all members".

Ke Xun tested his pulse and found that he was still alive, but he was not sure that Qi Muhuan's mouth shut was just a punishment, or would eventually take his life, but now obviously everyone has no time to take care of him, because the second After the round of trials was over, it quickly entered the third round.

In this round, the requirements for text restrictions continued to overlap, and "and, no, yes" were added.

Everyone's spirits have been tightened to the extreme. Even Mu Yiran and Shao Ling stopped saying extra words. Every time they spoke, they were deliberate and deliberated. As for the others, they had already begun to recite names one after another.

But despite this, Deng Lin was detained for 10 seconds because of the violation. The reason was that one of the names he read was called Lu He.

After that, everyone insisted on a few more rounds, and common words such as "Yes, 的, 了, 要, to" were also added to the list of restricted exports.

After everyone finished reading the names of people they knew or knew, they began to read the names of people in books, movies and TV, and even titles of books, cartoons, and movies. A group of people struggled in harsh rules. Struggling.

A few more rounds later, there were girls with shawl hair, girls with long hair, Dong Yao, Luo Wei and Weidong who accidentally made mistakes. They were all deducted 10 seconds or even 20 seconds, until Dong Yao had been deducted 20 seconds. He made a mistake again and became the second person to accept punishment.

Dong Yao’s upper and lower lips, like Qi Muhuan’s, were tightly sealed by the shredded meat, and finally grew into a whole piece of meat on her face. The delicate makeup was washed away by her tears, forming a strange appearance on her face. Facebook. Dong Yao cried so much that she collapsed to the ground, and everyone said there was nothing she could do about it.

The test is still going on. This time, even Ke Xun, Zhu Haowen, Fang Fei, and even Qin Ci have made mistakes, or they can’t be called mistakes, but words and languages ​​that can be thought up and used in time. It's getting less and less.

There are more than 100,000 Chinese characters, while the daily practical characters are only 5,000 to 7,000. It may seem easy to come up with different character combinations within 10 to 30 seconds, but in fact it is quite difficult. Especially after people are highly nervous for such a long time, attention, concentration, and brain power will inevitably decrease.

For the first time everyone realized that under rigid and strict rules, using language is actually such a difficult task.

People always say that language and writing are the most beautiful learning created by mankind.

But now, where is the beauty?

Why should it be rigidly defined, avoided, and "harmonized" in this way, why not let it be free, why not let it create more and better spiritual enjoyment?

Humans have created words, but some humans are taboo and killing words.

The long and painful language test and torture finally ended after an unknown period of time. The old members rely on their previous experience in the painting and withstood the pressure at the most dangerous and critical moment. The remaining three newcomers were killed by the old members. With it, I barely held it back. When the timer on the screen finally stopped moving, everyone collapsed to the ground with exhaustion.

Dong Yao, whose mouth was sealed, was also fainted by Ke Xun, lest she was too frightened to run and bump other people. At this moment, she was placed beside Qi Muhuan, lying quietly.

When the last round is over, all the text and images on the big screen disappear, and replaced by the dice that just appeared on the screen at the beginning.

"Does this mean... to let us continue to roll the dice?" Wei Dong looked at the screen weakly.

"Don't move it..." Luo Wei also waved his hand exhaustedly, "I'm going to rest first, my head is about to explode, I don't have the strength to use my brain anymore..."

Shao Ling looked at Mu Yiran and Qin Ci, and then at Ke Xun Zhu Haowen and Fang Fei. Seeing that everyone had the same meaning in their eyes, he said, "Then let's not trigger that dice for now. Let’s take a break first, let’s sort out the whole thing. We can’t turn the dice so endlessly, and then get stuck in this crazy test endlessly."

"But I think only by constantly turning the dice can we find the clues of the signature," Zhu Haowen said. "This should have something to do with the ‘God does not roll the dice’ shown on the screen just now."

"You are right," Shao Ling said, "but I doubt that there will be more difficult tests waiting for us after rolling the dice. Through the so-called language test just now, we can see that the program is very much to the death of his son. It's hard to let go. He poured this resentment into this painting. For example, this harsh and extreme language test has nothing to do with the school's education system that his son complained to him."

"Then we can probably speculate that the other points on this dice may also represent some educational things." Qin Ci said.

"It's probably not all of them," Ke Xun answered. "I think the program was confused when he was painting this painting. Don't forget that he is a lunatic. I feel that he misses his son. Love is better than his grievances about his son's death under the education system, so I think the key to finding a signature is not the education system, but how he finds his son."

"I agree with what Ke Xun said," Mu Yiran took. "The logical thinking of a lunatic is incomplete, and it is likely to be intricate and intricate in this painting. But even if he is crazy Now, the fragmented memories and cognitions that were destroyed in his brain were also accumulated when he was mentally normal. Therefore, an in-depth analysis of his life, thoughts, and experiences will still help us in his confusion. I found clues in his spiritual world."

"The problem right now is that we are controlled in this room. If this time is a limited painting, then the signature can only appear in this room. But now the walls, roof and floor are all covered in light. Bald, obviously, the way to find the signature is to complete the task, which is doomed to keep turning that dice. Only by completing a few more tasks can we find clues to find the signature." Zhu Haowen said.

"Dice is the key." Fang Fei said.

"God doesn't roll the dice, this sentence is very inexplicable," Deng Lin also had to join the discussion of the old members, "it looks like a madman's madness."

"No, this is not madness." Mu stunned, "God does not roll dice. It is the famous saying of physicist Einstein, aimed at opposing the random theory of quantum mechanics."

Ke Xun: "...Look at my curious little eyes."

Wei Dong: "Let me add an ID number."

Luo Wei: "Then I have to add the card number of my bank card."

Being watched eagerly by the scumbag boy group, Mu Yi suddenly felt that he had a long way to go. He was about to sort out the language and change it to something these three people could understand. Then Zhu Haowen suddenly said: "To put it simply, it is nature. Are all of the physical phenomena random in nature, or are they running in a regular trajectory just like a programmed program.

"In the early twentieth century, there were two factions in the physics community. One faction was called the'Orthodox School', claiming that the fundamental nature of the physical world is randomness or unpredictability;

"The other school, tentatively called the "classic school", represented by Einstein, believes that there is no real randomness in the world, and that all physical phenomena have laws and are interlocked and run according to a set trajectory.

"So, Einstein said that'God does not roll dice', which means that the Creator does not get so-called'random' points by rolling dice to manage everything in the world willfully."

"Understood," Ke Xun nodded. "That is to say, a group of people think that everything in the world happens randomly and unpredictably, and another group of people represented by Einstein thinks that everything has a pattern. The program has been set up, the'cause' determines the'effect', and the previous step determines the next step. Right?"

"Right." Zhu Haowen nodded.

"It's not very obvious. Einstein was right," Wei Dong said. "Everything in the universe must exist according to law. If they are all random, isn't it a mess? The moon does not go around the earth. It turns, orbits the earth today, orbits Mars tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow it will be between Mercury and Jupiter. Who can stand this."

"The key is," Shao Ling also said, "If there are no established laws in the universe and everything is random and disordered, then it will be a fatal disaster for the human physics community."

"How do you say?" Ke Xun looked at him.

"What is science?" Shao Ling smiled. "Science is the study of exploring the laws of nature, studying the laws of the universe's changes. If everything in the universe is random and disorderly, then human science will end here for thousands of years. The crystallization of the thought and wisdom of all scholars and wise men has become a waste product. And the study of physics has become a meaningless thing. The end of science and the collapse of physics, this may be the most desperate for mankind. disaster."

"That's right," Wei Dong nodded, "So what is there to argue with those people? Whose point of view is correct? Isn't this clear at a glance?"

"In fact," Zhu Haowen also smiled, "The final result of that argument proved that Einstein was wrong."

Weidong Ke Xun and Luo Ling, and even Fang Fei and the three newcomers who were listening to them all were shocked.

"Wait, wait, wait," Wei Dong stretched out his hand in disbelief and made a "stop" gesture, "What did you say—Einstein was wrong? Who made the judgment? Who has the qualifications and reasons to make such a judgment?"

"Judgments made by facts can be proved by countless experiments on quantum phenomena." Zhu Haowen looked at him calmly, "In fact, Einstein also recognized the randomness of quantum phenomena."

"That is to say... is everything in the universe really irregular?!" Wei Dong covered his face with his hands and opened his mouth in shock, doing Munch's "scream".

"I don't think it is so absolute," Zhu Haowen said. "Quantum physics studies phenomena in the microscopic physical world. It is the world of microscopic particles on the scale of atoms and electrons. However, the matter in the macroscopic world is composed of billions of atoms. The composition, they cancel each other out of the uncertain nature, so they are relatively stable and have certain rules to follow."

"We are discussing science in a world of supernatural powers dominated by ghosts, will we digress?" Luo Wei scratched his head.

"I have a question," Ke Xun said suddenly. "Then you say, is this event that we encountered is random or regular?"