Primitive Tribe Adventure

"Couldn't it just fall short by such a little bit?"

Feng Yun threw the paper full of lines into a ball and threw it out from a distance, until it touched the wall and stopped.

But the paper ball thrown out by Fengyun is not alone, because there are several in its vicinity.

After Feng Yun threw the paper ball out, he quickly took the paper from the side and quickly drew on it. After a while, the interlaced and interconnected lines covered the entire paper.

But when it was almost finished, or to be more precise, there was still a small corner at the bottom left, Feng Yun's movements slowed down and eventually stopped completely.

He stared at the blank space that only occupied about one percent of the whole, frowning, and the charcoal pen in his hand moved in several times, and took it back several times, with a hesitant appearance.

It took a full ten minutes before Fengyun finally finished writing, but the speed was very slow, and it took another half an hour to fill the blank space.

During this process, Fengyun’s movements seemed very unfavorable, almost every stroke had to be stopped for a while, and when he was painting, the movements also seemed very hesitant. It was obvious that he had nothing to do with what he was doing. confidence.

Finally finished the last stroke, the blank space is completely filled.

Feng Yun put the charcoal aside, picked up the paper, hesitation in his eyes, but he finally lifted it up, placed it in front of his eyes, and looked at it carefully.

Without spending any extra time, Feng Yun directly cast his gaze on the gap that was finally filled.

He looked very carefully, not letting go of every line, but as time went by, his brows wrinkled and became tighter and tighter, and even turned into two bumps.

"Damn it."

Feng Yun cursed in a low voice.

At the same time, he turned the ball of paper into a ball of paper, threw it fiercely, hit the wall, bounced back a long way, and threw the ball of paper. He used more power than ever before.

"I don't believe it anymore. I can't figure it out with just a little bit left."

Feng Yun pulled over a piece of paper with some anger, grabbed the pen, and drew it at a very fast speed. After a while, the lines were once again spread over the paper.

The result was the same as the last time. No, it was the same as the previous ten or twenty times. When he was about to fill the blank in the lower left corner, his movements slowed down again, and eventually he completely stagnated.

Feng Yun looked at the small gap with a struggling expression on his face. In the end, he made a different move from before. Instead of forcibly filling the gap, he put down the charcoal and closed it. He closed his eyes and kept taking deep breaths.

At the final juncture, Feng Yun finally calmed down, knowing that before finding a clue to fill the last gap, sneaking to make up for it, all that can be gained will only be failures.

The number of failures is more, it will damage his confidence and ruin his mood, and it will be even more unfavorable for the final repair of the maze.

After a while, Feng Yun opened his eyes and his expression became much calmer. Obviously, his mood has been calmed to a certain extent, but there is still a trace of decadence in his eyes.

To be honest, Feng Yun's mood at this time is indeed not very good, disappointed, depressed, and unwilling.

He originally thought that with the golden network map in the body as a reference, the biggest obstacle to repairing the broken maze map has been swept away, and it will be successful in the end. The only difference is the difficulty and the length of time it takes.

When the repair started, the progress of the matter was almost as Fengyun expected, and even better than he expected. Half of it was completed without much effort.

The latter half is not particularly difficult to repair.

Of course, he inevitably encountered some problems, but when Feng Yun found out that he was testing his spatial imagination, he also found the trick.

He only needs to place the golden network map and the maze residual map in the spatial state, adjust their deformation appropriately to keep them consistent, the similarity is still very high, and the repair will be a lot smoother.

However, at the end of the repair process, Feng Yun suffered a major blow, and he could not repair the last small gap anyway.

I don't know where the problem is. Regarding the last small blank space, Fengyun searched the golden network map that made him feel familiar, but he did not find any similarities with the residual map of the maze.

Seeing that he was about to succeed, he was stuck at the last moment. Fengyun was naturally unwilling, so he expanded the scope of his search, radiating continuously around the target area of ​​the golden network map, and wanted to take a look at the golden network. Can other areas gain something.

The result was disappointing. Even though he eventually compared the entire golden network map repeatedly, he still didn't find any similarities with the last missing part of the maze.

At this point, Fengyun had to accept the reality that it would be completely impossible to repair the last blank area with the help of the golden network map.

Even so, Fengyun still did not despair completely, and there was the last glimmer of hope in his heart, which was to find out the rules or laws and complete the final restoration by analyzing the residual map of the maze.

It is true that he tried to do this before discovering the connection between the golden network diagram and the maze image, and failed, but this time it was different.

Before, there were too many missing pictures of the maze, and it would be more difficult to repair, but now there is only a very small piece, which is less than one-two percent of the entire map, and the repair will be more difficult. Declining.

Ideas are one thing, reality is another. When Feng Yun really focused his attention on the broken map of the maze, the blows came one after another.

After repeated failures, Fengyun had to admit that it was very difficult to repair the last small gap, at least much greater than he expected.

Although the successive failures caused a great blow to Fengyun, he was not without any gains. The more failures, the clearer an idea in his mind became.

The last piece of blank space seemed incompatible with the other tribes already on the maze map, as if there was no relationship between the two.

Feng Yun didn't know why this happened, but it really felt like this to him.

He looked at the other parts of the maze map and gave him the feeling that it was like a network of roads crisscrossing in a big city. Although it may seem a little dazzling at first, there are still traces to follow on closer inspection, but the blank space seems to be A big pit is not related to any path.

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