Chapter 300 Two-Dimensional World

The place that the sub-personality found through various clues was also a city. It was not a place where lower-class people lived. It was just that this city was special. The entire city was mountainous and the level of modernization was very low.

Moreover, the development there is tourism, which does not require high technology at all, and the residents also live a relatively primitive life.

People in this world do not have much life pressure, and government benefits are enough to meet most of their living needs, so people can choose the life they want, whether to enjoy the convenience in developed cities or go to such cities to enjoy nature and Enjoy life with freedom.

Because the place was a bit far away, he had to take transportation. He chose a high-speed train and set off after finding a station in the nearest city. When buying the ticket, the girl selling the ticket probably noticed that Ye Tingbai was good-looking and mysterious. Xixi said to Ye Tingbai.

"That place has been haunted recently, it's best not to go there!"

Ye Tingbai smiled and replied: "Don't worry, I'm here to catch ghosts!"

I thought it was a handsome response, but unexpectedly, I got a look of contempt from the girl.

"Why did you become a magician at such a young age?"

Without any further entanglement, Ye Tingbai got in the car. He hadn't watched much news recently and was indeed a little out of touch with society. However, he had also heard a lot from Xie Cai. The high incidence of pollutants around the world was almost suppressed. It’s a trend that won’t stop.

Human beings are more susceptible to pollution than before, which shows that there are more sources of pollution, and something is really wrong with the Dreamland.

Ye Tingbai: "Weird things have happened in many places in Heshui City. If you open your eyes, you will die. If you open your eyes outdoors, you may go crazy. The government has begun organizing evacuation work.

Is this news true? "

Perhaps because Ye Tingbai's muttering was heard by others, the people sitting next to him also began to discuss the matter. It seemed that the matter had spread among ordinary people, but judging from their serious looks, they all seemed to think that It's true.

Because it was about to arrive, Ye Tingbai did not get involved with these uncles and aunts. Surprisingly, the station in Heshui City was built in the wilderness. After getting off the bus, there was a green grassland. The opening to traffic is also surprising.

There are almost no modern buildings as far as the eye can see. There are villages on the hillside in the distance, but they are all wooden and bamboo houses, and even brick houses are rare.

Ye Tingbai: "But this is a station after all. No one is around when we get off the bus?"

Sub-personality: "Maybe they all evacuated."

Ye Tingbai followed the mountain road and found the small village on the hillside. There was no smoke at noon, and there was not a single figure. Suddenly, a strange black and white figure emerged from the weeds on the roadside in front of him. It was a man wearing linen. A farmer with a hoe on his shoulder.

None of this is important. The most important thing is that this person looks like a character who stepped out of an old photo. His whole body is completely black and white, which is completely different from the colorful world around him.

The farmer looked like he had just finished working in the fields. There was still sweat on his forehead. The sweat on his face dripped down to his chin, and then turned into a normal color again.

"Did you see me?"

Ye Tingbai: "Did a dialog box appear above his head just now? Did I see it wrong?"

Sub-personality: "It does appear, a dialogue box commonly used in comics."

Seeing that Ye Tingbai didn't respond to him, the dialog box above the man's head turned into three question marks, and then it changed from question marks to .

"Psychological Narration: Why is he not crazy?"

Ye Tingbai ran two steps to the farmer's side.

"What's going on with you?"

"I don't know what you're talking about, but most people go crazy when they see me."

All the man's words and even his mental activities would appear above his head in the form of a comic dialogue box. No matter which angle Ye Tingbai looked at, this dialogue box would always be facing him.

Ye Tingbai: "This is incredible. Are you two-dimensional?"

The farmer rolled his eyes at Ye Tingbai, and the dialog box above his head changed to: "Crazy!!!"

This is something Ye Tingbai has never seen before. He is not a pollutant, has no pollution at all, and behaves like a normal person.

If you look carefully, this is indeed a three-dimensional person. Even the dialog box above his head is also three-dimensional. This is incredible. Unless the dialog box above his head is changing at any time, how could it be possible for Ye to keep talking about it all the time? Tingbai felt that he was facing that line of words.

Ye Tingbai: "In your perception, what does his dialog box look like?"

Subpersonality: "I can't feel the presence of this person at all."

Ye Tingbai: "Projection? Pheromone? But it can indeed interact with the real world?"

He stood at the foot of the mountain, watching the farmer return to the village halfway up the mountain. The man completely disappeared after entering the village. He was still in his sight one second, but completely disappeared the next second. , there is a clear boundary between the village and the outside.

Faced with such an unknown thing, Ye Tingbai did not dare to be too big, and let his sub-personality control his body and slowly moved towards the small mountain village. From the outside, there was nothing unusual about the village, it was just a little empty. On the streets of the village There was also a rocking chair, and it didn't look abandoned at all.

The sub-personality walked to the place where the man disappeared before, paused, and first stretched a wooden stick in. The empty place in front of him seemed to have a layer of enchantment. Objects passing through this layer of enchantment would completely disappear.

The secondary personality threw down the stick in his hand and stepped into the village in front of him. The normal village just now disappeared in an instant, replaced by a very strange ink-and-wash style village. Now the village is filled with smoke, a peaceful scene, and the person who is out of tune with the surroundings has become Ye Tingbai.

There is also an old man sitting on the rocking chair at the entrance of the village, smoking a pipe and swaying back and forth leisurely. At this time, a dialog box also appeared above the old man's head.

"My heart: Why does this person look weird?"

Then the dialog box changed to a sentence that should be addressed to him.

"Young man, are you from another village?"

There was no sound in this village, it was dead silent, but there were dialog boxes describing sounds everywhere, like a black-and-white cartoon that became reality, and these people didn't notice their abnormality at all.

Suddenly, a huge dialog box appeared in the sky, with the words: "Today, an uninvited guest arrived in the quiet mountain village."

Ye Tingbai: "Is this the narration?"

The whole village was full of weirdness. Everyone's whispers, as well as their thoughts and ideas that they wanted to express or didn't want to express, were all expressed in the form of dialog boxes, which were invisible to these black and white people. They felt that their lives were very normal.