Chapter 107: Star Chasing Journey (27)
In the midst of weird objects, a crucial point is to follow the weird objects’ logic, then devise a way to break free.
If a weird object claims something is a signal receiver, even if it looks like an ordinary iron pot and is, in reality, just an ordinary iron pot, it might still be imbued with a special function due to the weird object’s power.
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Name: The Pot Believed to Be a Signal Receiver
Analysis Completion: 100%
Effect Description: Quite suitable for stewing dishes. If you cover it with a lid and bring it to a boil over high heat without promptly reducing the flame, the soup will boil over. Oh, you said it could be used to receive signals? You can try, who knows?
Influence Rank: F
Analysis Comment: It’s not my fault if it’s unscientific.
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Just as now, when Liu Sheng put on the iron pot, she indeed felt something different.
She could vaguely hear the noisy sounds within the black mist, though they were intermittent and accompanied by static, she could generally discern the direction of the sound.
It was a pity she hadn’t thought of this sooner; otherwise, she wouldn’t have been so passive in the weird mist.
“I still don’t understand what you mean…”
Old Wang’s voice was muffled. He had personally watched Chen Shanyuan die without a trace left; how could he be saved?
Moreover, he had even gnawed off his most important right arm.
It was just a pity he had no alcohol on hand now; otherwise, he would simply get drunk and forget his troubles, which was better than facing such a desperate situation.
But Liu Sheng and Wen Weilan had no time to answer.
At this moment, they were listening to a muffled roar coming from above the sky, as if some existence was blocked by a membrane.
“It’s time! Someone is summoning ‘aliens,’ hurry and go.” Wen Weilan said to Liu Sheng.
Liu Sheng nodded and said, “Tell everyone to put on the pots… uh… signal receivers. I will find you.”
“Mm, don’t worry, you’ve already succeeded in some ways.” Wen Weilan noticed Liu Sheng’s apprehension and comforted her.
Liu Sheng took one last look at the weary Wen Weilan, the dispirited Old Wang, then at Song Ru and Lu Junan, who lay unconscious on the ground. She finally made up her mind and, taking the Doll Tree, rushed towards the source of the roaring sound.
The reason she brought the Doll Tree was because she insisted on sticking to Liu Sheng; otherwise, Liu Sheng would have certainly left her there.
Liu Sheng didn’t know that as soon as she walked away, Wen Weilan immediately used two knives to finish off Song Ru and Lu Junan on the ground.
Old Wang stared at Wen Weilan in shock, his eyes filled with fear.
“If they turn into weird objects, I might not be able to protect you. It’s better to act directly and eliminate future troubles,” Wen Weilan said indifferently.
Old Wang always felt that the girl in front of him was not quite the same as when they first met. When he first saw her, he also thought she was cold-natured, but not this cold, and her eyes always showed a knowing numbness, as if she had experienced a lot.
Only Wen Weilan knew that she had indeed witnessed the deaths of countless people many times, and at this point, her heart would no longer be stirred by it.
She only hoped that Liu Sheng could truly succeed and lead the people she cared about to the end.
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Relying on the “signal receiver,” Liu Sheng dodged through the black mist, rushing towards the summoned place she sensed.
The closer she got, the more Liu Sheng could sense the familiar feeling of a portal opening.
Something was about to roar out from within again.
The weird object’s pressure bore down on the ground, even the black mist was pressed low and became much denser, and everyone could feel a strong sense of suffocation.
Finally, she arrived.
Before Liu Sheng were a dozen villagers sitting cross-legged, though they also wore iron pots on their heads.
This was the healthiest summoning ritual Liu Sheng had ever seen.
She naturally walked over and sat at the very back, blending in.
“You came this way too, right?” Liu Sheng asked the Doll Tree, who was huddled beside her.
The Doll Tree glanced at the sky and shrank its head in fear: “Mm, back then I was just a seed, drifting in the Universe. Suddenly, a strange and powerful force sucked me from the Void Realm into a passage like this. It seemed many people were calling me, craving my arrival, and then I descended upon a planet, but I was too small, and no one noticed me. Later, Professor Tang discovered me and picked me up.”
“Some of what happened later I don’t remember, some I can’t say… But I know, this is no longer the planet it once was. The sky wasn’t like this before; at least there was a distinction between day and night, and the starry sky wasn’t like this starry sky…”
“And the space here is very cramped, like a box.”
Liu Sheng whispered, “Perhaps this is a box?”
The Doll Tree didn’t understand: “Then we have to escape, right? How stifling is it to stay in a box? I can feel I can’t grow up here.”
“Yes, we need to escape, but we have to wait until the lid of the box opens.” A cold glint flashed in Liu Sheng’s eyes.
“Then how long do we have to wait?”
“Let me ask you first, if the lid of the box is a transparent panel painted with stars, connected to the box, and someone opens it, what would you see if you looked up from inside the box?”
“Outside the box?”
“Not just that, what about the lid?”
“Isn’t the lid already open?”
“Yes.” Liu Sheng smiled faintly, “When the lid is open, it should be standing upright on the box. Then we would see that the side of the panel is all the stars piled up into a single line.”
The Doll Tree’s eyes widened: “So, that’s what we’ve seen, the stars forming a line?”
“Is that when the box is opened?”
Liu Sheng nodded.
“Have you heard a story Professor Tang really likes?” Liu Sheng asked, “Schrödinger’s Cat?”
The Doll Tree immediately realized: “Yes!”
“Professor Tang loves this story, often muttering about it. The number of times she mentions it is almost on par with her rotten apple theory. But I never quite understood it.”
“I don’t quite understand it either.” Liu Sheng shook her head regretfully, as she hadn’t systematically studied these things, “But in short, it seems to be about putting a cat in a box with a poisonous device. I don’t quite understand that poisonous device, but anyway, it talks about the instability of particles. When the box isn’t opened, the cat is in a superposition of both dead and alive, but once the box is opened and observed, the cat’s superposition collapses into a single outcome, either alive or dead.”
“I also saw another theory, that the cat’s life or death isn’t as simple as collapsing into one state. Instead, when we observe the box, the world inside the box splits into different versions; in one world, the cat is alive, in another, the cat is dead, and then it continues to evolve like that.”
The Doll Tree was a bit confused, but roughly understood Liu Sheng’s meaning: “So you mean, we now have many boxes? Many of us? Just that the encounters are a bit different?”
“Yes, I first discovered it because a leaf appeared on your head. Do you think you originally had leaves?”
“I, I…” The Doll Tree touched her head, but the only leaf on her head had already been plucked, “I guess so?”
It didn’t seem out of place.
But for Liu Sheng, it was out of place.