Laplace also raised his head in confusion: Is there something wrong in the sky?
After a while, Angel's voice came: "Isn't there night time here?"
Laplace nodded: "Yes, what the outside world looks like when it is reflected is what it looks like inside. It is night, and the reflected space will be eternal night until it is destroyed. It is day, and it will always be
During the day, there won’t be any changes.”
Angel: "Without the light of the morning sun and the color of the sunset, doesn't it feel very monotonous?"
Laplace: "No, you can't see the morning light here. I can see the morning light in other spaces. There is no starlight here, but I can solidify another space with starlight."
Angel scratched his head: "It seems right. You can use cohesion to solidify space and retain the best moments."
The best time? Laplace opened his mouth and wanted to refute, but in the end he did not express his opinion on it.
Beautiful things are always only seen in the eyes of outsiders. Those who really live here will not feel beautiful, but will only try their best to think about how to survive.
"You seem to have been studying this mural for a long time. Do you have any ideas?" Laplace looked at the suspended illusion and asked lightly.
Angel: "I do have some ideas, but it may still be of no help."
Laplace: "Why don't you tell me and listen."
Angel didn't refuse, pointing at the illusion and saying, "Look again."
Laplace looked at the illusion again, but when he saw it, he was stunned.
The previous illusion was a static plane, but now, the illusion is moving... No, rather than saying that the illusion is moving, it is better to say that Angel has added a little external force to the illusion.
And this external force is called: day and night.
In other words, the change of time.
The newborn sun brings morning light and illuminates the murals carved on the wooden platform. As the sun rises, the light and shadow are slowly elongated in the convex places, and the shadows in the concave places become increasingly invisible.
As soon as noon passed, the light and shadow changed position again.
Until the end, the rays of light dyed the mural a thin layer of red.
At first glance, the mural has not changed much, except for slight differences in light and shadow.
But when Angel accelerated "time", day and night alternated in just one second. In this second, the shadow of the mural formed another pattern that was completely unrelated to the original mural.
This pattern is still very abstract, but it is more like a "painting" than the original one.
If you look carefully, you can even see some vaguely familiar things.
"Did you see anything?" Angel asked.
Laplace's heterochromatic eyes carefully observed the accelerated illusion mural, and various things flashed through his mind, trying to correspond to it.
But... it still doesn't work.
Even if there was a qualitative breakthrough in the murals, Laplace still couldn't understand these pictures drawn with shadows alone.
"It seems understandable but difficult to understand." Laplace shook his head, looked at Angel, and said in a praising tone: "However, your discovery is indeed a breakthrough. I have never thought in this direction before.
Pass."
"Where is the wise man? He should be able to find it, right?"
Laplace shook his head: "The wise man never said that."
Angel noticed that Laplace's statement was: The wise master did not say it, which does not mean that the wise master did not know.
Angel personally felt that he could guess it, and the wise master would not have thought of it. After all, wizards are exposed to a lot of light and shadow tricks.
This mural has deep excavations and bulges. Although it can be said to be an artistic technique, if you think about it carefully, it is not difficult to find that it expresses light and shadow.
So, the wise master discovered it, but didn’t say anything?
They would also say that the wise ruler has discovered it, but has not made any general analysis?
Just like now, Angel discovered that changes in light and shadow would change the patterns in the murals, but he still couldn't understand what these patterns depicted.
If the previous murals were abstract paintings, then the murals that have settled day and night... are still abstract paintings, but they are lightweight, at least the outlines and shapes can be seen.
"Since you can discover this, you should have some guesses, right?" Laplace looked at Angel expectantly.
Angel was silent for a moment and said, "I feel a bit like... a matryoshka doll."
Matryoshka doll? Laplace looked at Angel in confusion, what is this?
Angel: "A toy that looks like a tumbler. It can be taken apart from the middle, and there will be an identical tumbler inside, but slightly smaller."
Seeing that Laplace still looked confused, Angel thought for a moment, and a word suddenly popped into his mind.
He didn't think much about it and just said it directly: "Swaddling clothes."
"It's kind of like swaddling a baby."
Chapter completed!