Countdown 41:09

Subway boarding 0/100

Although the advertisement screen was blocked for several layers and there was no pattern, judging from their backs, both the puzzlers and the onlookers, they obviously found the right rhythm, and everything began to proceed in an orderly manner.

"Bamboo," Tang Lin patted Zheng Luozhu lightly, "Go and see the progress."

"Received!" Zheng Luozhu was so excited that he immediately came to work hard, and then strided towards the advertising screen.

"I'll go too." Nan Ge volunteered to catch up with Zheng Luozhu quickly.

The five advertising screens have to rush into the crowd and squeeze forward to see the situation. One more person will be more speed.

At the same time, Chai Ye and Tao Wenyu, who were next to Ye Ying, also set off for the advertising screen. It was obvious that everyone was thinking about it.

Tang Lin clicked the [Password Cable] again, and the 10x10 animal grid projected in front of him did change again - the animals are still the same one hundred species, but the position of each animal in thePassword Cable will change randomly every time they click.

After thinking for a while, he suddenly asked Fan Peiyang: "What is the first line in your password? "

Fan Peiyang clicked his arm, then looked up at the interface in the air, confirming: "Lion."

Tang Lin said: "Mine is a unicorn."

Fan Peiyang had expected it: "Prevent localization of memory."

Tang Lin nodded: "Yes."

Although the passerby cannot see the other party's password grid interface, from the action, it can still be inferred that the five positions he selected. Each person's pattern sorting is different, and there will be random changes every time he clicks. These two points fundamentally eliminate the possibility of "once someone enters the password correctly, others will immediately position and imitate."

However, it is useless to know that these are all. The five animals have no clues and cannot perform the following steps such as "anti-peeping" and "taking the subway".

Inadvertently, Tang Lin turned his head and looked at the donut again.

Since the countdown, they no longer guarded the subway gate, but instead looked for an open space two or three meters away, standing or sitting, and gathering together.

They are the most abnormal among all teams.

He rejected He Lu's proposal and did not come forward to check the puzzle situation. He meditated on the spot from beginning to end.

To be precise, it was just one person sitting in the middle and meditating, and the remaining five people were leisurely and comfortable. Guan Lan was already playing games with her mobile phone.

It is unclear how to divide the labor of other groups, but the division of labor here is really clear.

The meditator is a very fashionable young man, with his short hair as casual as a dog, so he can hold back his face. If the light and shadow are well matched, he can take an unruly photo in minutes.

But now the young man is definitely not in the mood. His eyebrows are tightened, his lips are silently reciting, and his hands holding his head hold the dog's chewing hair from time to time. When he encounters questions that he can't do in the exam, the students are in this state - doubting the teacher, doubting themselves, and doubting life.

"Did you think it out?" There was a bald man next to him urging, "Can you do it?"

The young man looked cold and said, "You can do it!"

"No, no, no," the bald man pushed it straightforwardly, "I don't have your head."

The young man jumped out from his teeth: "Then shut up."

Intellectuals are not easy to mess with, especially those who are trapped in bottlenecks.

The bald man admitted his defeat and silently approached Guan Lan. He also took out his mobile phone to open the same game, pretending to be online with the team leader.

There were three people left, one was melancholy, one was a young man with wheat-colored skin, and one was a thin man.

The wheat-colored young man lay next to his meditation partner, supporting his head with one hand and yawning from time to time.

In the depression, he spitted out a cigarette ring and gave another one to the thin man.

The thin man lit it with his fire, raised his head with a cigarette, and ran into Tang Lin's gaze.

It was a thin and pale man, with dark eyes and smoke confused his expression, and his cold and solemn temperament was like a killer in the dark night.

The two looked at each other for a long time, and Tang Lin could clearly feel the danger on him, but his eyes were still staring straight and without dodging at all.

The man took the cigarette from his mouth, raised his other hand, used his hand as a gun, and posed for shooting at Tang Lin.

Fan Peiyang was about to move immediately.

Tang Lin pressed his shoulder.

The man squinted his eyes as if he was really aiming at the gun.

Tang Lin stood still, motionless.

The man moved his fingertips slightly, and at the same time he used his mouth to make a light "bang".

A coolness passed by Tang Lin's cheek, and a sharp weapon cut through the air's unique subtle sound.

At the same time, a crisp sound of impact was heard from the marble floor, and it fell to the ground like a sharp weapon that was shooting.

But there is nothing on the ground.

The man put the shooting hand back into his pocket, held a cigarette in his other hand, and sent it back to his mouth.

The smoke was lost again in his face, as if nothing had happened.

Then Tang Lin took down the hand pressed on Fan Peiyang's shoulder: "It's a stationery tree."

Fan Peiyang didn't care what the other party used: "One time, it would be useless for you to stop me."

Tang Lin knew that Fan Peiyang was angry and deliberately joked: "Give him a can?"

There was no trace of warmth in Fan Peiyang's voice: "Send him to the road."

The only thing left by Wang Zhengming in the night shadow was left on the platform. The crisp impact of his body just now made him instinctively look up and didn't find anything. Instead, he saw Fan Peiyang and Tang Lin had only two people, so he came over to chat: "Do you think you can really do it?"

Fan Peiyang restrained his anger and looked up at the backs of the crowd with a calm and stable atmosphere on the advertising screen, giving a judgment: "It should be possible."

"It's that simple as the human sea tactic?" Wang Zhengming reserved his opinion.

Tang Lin finally took his last look back from the donut.

They were all warned, and it was not easy to get more aggressive.

However, the situation is already very obvious. One hundred choices of five can have 75,287,520 combinations, but they don’t spend any effort on the puzzle, just let the fashionable young people think about it themselves. Either the young people are gifted and can move the password grid into their minds, and try them one by one by one without worrying about being "dismissed" in the qualification to pass the level, or they discovered something that others have ignored, and the young people are continuing to work hard on this basis...

"Deciphering the code is definitely not just a puzzle, but one way." Tang Lin said firmly.

Countdown 38:14, advertising screen.

Nange and Zheng Luozhu's troops were divided into two groups, one from left to right and the other from right to left.

Zheng Luozhu quickly finished reading the situation of the one and two advertising screens and was heading to the third screen, which is the middle one.

It’s not that he didn’t look carefully, but the progress of each advertising screen was similar. The edge boxes were basically sorted, and the puzzle pieces were sorted into many small piles according to the color, but what each pile was and where to put it, I was completely confused. So the next step was to divide them into several groups, one group was responsible for a color pile. First, put these fragments into partial small pictures as much as possible, and then put these partial small pictures into a large picture.

The steps are very clear, but "firstly put these fragments into partial small pictures as much as possible" is an extremely cumbersome project. Screens 1 and 2 are stuck here, and the progress is extremely slow. Anyway, Zheng Luozhu is a serious small picture and has not seen it.

Nan Ge was the opposite. She started from the fifth screen and was shocked as soon as she squeezed into the crowd.

Several local small pieces have been pieced together, scattered together, and the area is nearly one-quarter of the entire picture!

Although these parts are not next to each other, it is hard to say what they are - for example, the three largest pieces, one is a yellow-green ball, one is a gloomy blue-gray, and the other is a gray-black with strange edge shapes - but at least it has patterns, maybe the next part can become the key to connecting them.

This screen is also the least number of people who do it. Basically, a young man with a pot cover is fighting the main force. His movements are not fast, but smooth. He often fiddled in the pile of fragments and found the next piece of puzzle you need.

This screen was in charge of Zhou Yunhui of Kongming Lantern. He stood by the young man, inexplicably proud and proud.

"The genius of our group—"

While the pot cover is puzzled, you should also humbly respond to the rainbow tone given by the team leader: "It's nothing, just identify the shape of the edge of the fragments, and it's easy to put together."

Zhou Yunhui: "What do you mean is not to look at the pictures?"

The pot hat shook his head: "No, when I was competing for 'Pure White Hell', every piece of the puzzle was white, and there was no picture at all."

Zhou Yunhui: "What are you trying to do if you don't have any pictures?"

The pot cover: "It's pure white."

Zhou Yunhui: "What are you doing? A whiteboard?"

Pot cover: "No, you will know after you finish it. Each piece of the puzzle is perfectly matched, and at the same time it maintains its own beautiful edge lines. The overall pure white flows with ever-changing lines, which is extremely graceful."

Zhou Yunhui: “…”

Apart traveling like a mountain.

Nan Ge quietly took out his cell phone and took pictures of the advertising screen. She couldn't see the pattern, maybe Tang Lin and the others could.

As soon as I finished filming, the pot cover there suddenly stopped moving, then put down the hand that was dragging the fragments, and whispered a few words to Zhou Yunhui.

Nange heard Zhou Yunhui ask, "Really?"

The pot cover was firm: "Team leader, believe me."

Zhou Yunhui pondered for a moment, and suddenly slammed the advertisement screen with both hands. After a few strokes, he made up all the local pictures he had finally made.

All the fragments in the fifth screen return to disorder, just like its most primitive appearance.

"Are you crazy?!" The onlookers were excited.

Zhou Yunhui shrugged with an innocent look on his face: "We fought hard, we ruined it, are there any problems?"

Onlookers were speechless.

Zhou Yunhui politely gave up the advertising screen: "I want to do it myself."
To be continued...