Slap!
Liao Jingjing's face immediately showed a red mark. She froze for two seconds, then looked at Chen Hui in shock, “You hit me?!”
Liao Jingjing's eyes widened, and she was extremely aggrieved, “It's not like I made Teacher Tu like this! It's those dolls! Why did you hit me?!”
Chen Hui was about to hit her again, but Zhang Tianyang stopped her, “Chen Hui! Come and watch Teacher Tu!”
Chen Hui bit her lower lip and stared at Liao Jingjing resentfully. After a while, she finally put down her hand and turned back to Tu Dan.
Tu Dan was unaware of the students' quarrel.
Her thoughts seemed to have become extremely slow, and her speech slowed down as well. She said in her usual tone, “It's getting late… Everyone, go back to your tents and rest…”
The students stared at her, no one moved.
Chen Hui held Tu Dan's upper body, wiped the water from her face with one hand, and asked softly, “Teacher Tu, how are you feeling now? Are you feeling unwell anywhere?”
“No…” Tu Dan drooped her eyelids weakly, her voice gradually weakening, “I just don't have any strength… I'm a little sleepy… I want to sleep for a while, just for a while…”
Tu Dan closed her eyes.
Her students surrounded her, neither leaving nor speaking.
All emotions sank into this silence…
After watching for a while, Bai Youwei and Shen Mo returned to their tent.
Cheng Weicai and Tan Xiao stayed outside, afraid that these students would make another mistake.
Tu Dan's accident was no less than a bolt from the blue for everyone. They hadn't found a way out of the maze yet, but people were disappearing one by one. They were helpless. This place was full of mirrors, making it hard to guard against. Even if they wanted to cover them, they couldn't cover them all!
As long as they lived in this maze for a day, they would face the threat of the mirror dolls for a day.
By tomorrow, they didn't know how many people would be left.
Shen Mo sat in the tent, unable to sleep. He picked up the paper that Bai Youwei used to draw and looked at it. Through counting and deduction, Bai Youwei had restored almost one-third of the maze map. If they speed up the progress next, they would be able to restore the entire maze map in two days at most.
But Shen Mo didn't feel relaxed at all.
Because the ultimate goal of restoring the map was to find the exit, and the exit was already in front of them.
It was just that now they had no way of judging which exit was real and which exit was fake, or… were they all fake.
“Maze, maze… In the end, it's still a game.” Bai Youwei held a pen, lost in thought, “As long as it's a game, there must be rules and solutions.”
Shen Mo looked at her, “But this game didn't give us any rules, not even a warden.”
“No, the rules have already been given to us, but we may not understand them…” Bai Youwei stared at the unformed map in front of her and muttered, “If I were the maze, what would I do?”
“If I were the maze…”
She drew a circle on the paper.
“First, I have to give the player a starting position.”
She drew another circle of horizontal lines outside the circle.
“I use a mirror as a starting point marker to let the player know that this is the starting point.”
She drew a few small black dots scattered farther away.
“Then, I have to determine the end point, and there is only one real end point, and the path out of the maze can only be unique.”
“It's just distinguishing between true and false, this difficulty is not enough to match such a large-scale game, I need to continue to create difficulties for the players, after all, I have given them enough food and water–”
She drew dangerous symbols one after another near the black dots, muttering to herself:
“I want to increase the difficulty, so I created mirror dolls, and players must find the real exit among the many dangers…”
She stopped talking.
“What's wrong?” Shen Mo asked her, “What did you think of?”
Bai Youwei was stunned, “The mirror can bring death, and it should also bring life. I want to go to the first exit tomorrow.”