How Level Zero Devil Destroys Player Experience

Chapter 38: Daily Winning with Primary School Students

"Eh eh eh?"

"...?"

Seeing their somewhat stunned expressions, I couldn't help but laugh. Perhaps it was because I saw Yiwen's rare frustrated look, or perhaps it was because I saw Cecilia had this side. "I told you it can't be that easy, and isn't it normal to get zero points if you don't pay attention to the questions?"

"Then An An, what exactly do you think it is?" Yiwen pouted, looking very unconvinced.

Cecilia, on the other hand, looked even more curious.

I handed over the book in my hand. "First of all, since this book is placed in such a prominent position, it must be closely related to these puzzles, or these puzzles are all set up around it."

Cecilia reached out to take it. Ivan leaned over and read out the name on the cover. He immediately guessed the key, "Xiaentu's paintings and art. Could it be that these puzzles are related to paintings?"

I nodded. "Your previous guesses were actually pretty close, but we still have to consider the question. The shining sun and the glowing fireflies and the moon complement each other, making day and night. Think carefully, the concepts of shining and glowing, day and night, these two are somewhat similar to some terms in painting."

While Ivan was still thinking, Cecilia had already come up with the answer, "Warm and cold colors?"

"That's right." I clapped my hands.

Yiwen showed a look of realization, and then thought of something, "But An An, how do we determine the location?"

“There are hints in this book.”

After I finished speaking, I couldn't help but twitch my lips as I watched the two of them quickly flip through the book to carefully explore it. "How long will it take for you to finish flipping through it? In fact, the pattern under this stone pillar is also a clue."

There are five rings on the outside of a circle, and six line segments divide them into two symmetrical parts, one blue and the other red, the only difference being the area.

The pattern that was previously ignored now seemed to have a new interpretation, so under my instruction, the three of us took down all the books on the bookshelf on the first floor and placed them on the correct bookshelf according to the prompts of the pattern.

As all the bookshelves were arranged, the pattern seemed to serve as a hint. The circle and ring on the inside lit up with a faint light, as if telling us that the first puzzle was solved.

"Wow, An An is so awesome!" Yuwen clapped his hands excitedly.

"Is this An's strength?"

"It's just a hint in the mission." I coughed awkwardly and used the mission as an excuse. I also reached out and pushed away the little face that came close to me. "Okay, it's time to go to the second floor now."

As the puzzle on the first floor was solved and the restrictions at the stairs were removed, we successfully walked up the stairs to the second floor.

Compared with the first floor, there are fewer bookshelves here. There are only three rows of symmetrical bookshelves, all built into the wall for display outwards. Moreover, what is displayed on the bookshelves are not books, but paintings.

These paintings are also different from each other. Some are indoor corridors, some are open-air squares, and some are as small as depictions of tea sets and fruits, while others are as large as cities with bright lights at night. The various scenes make it difficult to understand their meaning.

Or rather, it is the meaning of being placed here.

It was clear from the look of confusion on Ivan and Cecilia's faces at this moment. Moreover, although there were fewer bookshelves here than on the first floor, the number of paintings displayed on them was several times more than the actual books on all the bookshelves on the first floor.

At first glance, it feels as painful as doing reading comprehension on a Chinese language test.

However, the two little guys were not the type to give up so easily. Cecilia glanced at the paintings and hesitated for a moment before guessing, "If it's related to painting, is it a gradient of colors this time?"

Before he could say anything, Yiwen objected, "No, no, Yaya, An'an told you to pay attention to the question. You see, your question has nothing to do with the second paragraph about the existence of the only God King."

I was immediately relieved. "Not bad, Yiwen, then tell me what you think."

"I don't know." Yiwen shook his head honestly.

"...Then you still have the nerve to say that to Cecilia? At least learn to think!"

Cecilia also gave him an inexplicable look, which seemed to contain a hint of contempt.

Seeing that he seemed to have attracted all the hatred, Yiwen put on an innocent look and said to me in a cute and coquettish way, "We still have An An."

She received a slap on the face in response.

"Forget it, let me explain it to you."

I sighed helplessly. "There are actually three allusions hidden in this passage. In the mythology of Xiyantu, the God King descended from a special planet called Cretaceous. Because Cretaceous was in the center of the galaxy map that Xiyantu made at that time, it represented the supreme status of the God King."

"That's why there's a saying that the God King occupies the courtyard alone. Here it's simplified to the God King alone exists."

"As for the double star at the end, it actually refers to the star Xianqin and the star Xianma. It sounds like two unrelated constellations, but at that time, the astronomers in Siyantu accidentally discovered that there were five third-magnitude stars in a straight line between the two, connecting them to each other, so they called them double stars. However, modern astronomy has ruled out this statement."

"The last 'everything changes' comes from a famous proverb of Siyantu, which means that things will have many different changes when viewed from different angles."

"It occupies the center, with both sides arranged in straight lines and at multiple angles. If we consider the key points of painting, we can probably come to a conclusion." I stated this long paragraph in one breath, and then looked at the two people in front of me with anticipation.

Ivan and Cecilia didn't disappoint me, or rather, they never disappointed me in the ways that could disappoint me.

"And then?"

“… Perspective! Perspective!”

Parallel perspective, angular perspective, and scattered-point perspective are also known as one-point perspective, two-point perspective, and multi-point perspective. The only one that exists refers to parallel perspective, which has only one vanishing point and is generally concentrated in the middle. The angular perspective that exists refers to the vanishing points being arranged in a line on the left and right. Scattered-point perspective also has the most diverse perspectives. The so-called change of all things.

It just so happens that there are only three rows of bookshelves here, corresponding to three different perspectives, so the key to solving the second level of the puzzle is to place the paintings drawn in the same perspective on the same bookshelf.

"It's really hard to win easily with two elementary school students." I sighed silently while screening many paintings.

However, this is not the most difficult thing. What makes me more tired is that after stepping into the third floor, two pairs of eyes looked around, or rather, they looked at me without any hesitation, just like some guys who came early in the morning just to wait for homework to be copied.

"...At least you guys should do a little bit!"

Chapter 39: Unexpected Failure of Solving the Puzzle

"No, after experiencing An An's power, I don't want to move anymore." Yiwen held her cheeks and said shyly.

Then, as soon as he finished speaking, I put him in a cross lock, "Can you please talk normally?"

"Is there something wrong with this sentence?" Cecilia tilted her head in confusion. "Didn't Lin praise you, An, for being so great?"

Yiwen, who was still begging for mercy, suddenly became confident after hearing this, "That's right, An'an, look at what Yaya said, it must be because you are too lustful..."

Then I locked her even tighter, and she was so scared that she quickly raised the flag of a certain country again.

"Tsk, forget it." I had completely given up hope on these two little guys and loosened my arms.

Since Ivan and Cecilia were obviously waiting for the answer, I didn't intend to keep them in suspense and explained directly, "The term 'great glory' comes from the imperial decree of Xiyantu. The original meaning is that the royal power is bathed in light, with supreme glory and splendor. It sounds nice, but in fact it is just the light emitted by the lighting, and it just happens that the ceiling style above is also a copy of Xiyantu's style."

I pointed at the crystal ceiling hanging from the dome of the library. The light cast from it looked very beautiful under the refraction of the crystal ball.

"As for the immortal authority, it's a little off topic. You only need to know that it has been used to refer to the meaning of a key in the art history of Siyantu."

Having said that, there is actually not much content recorded in the post. But it doesn’t matter, because the final idea has been determined——

"So the combination of the two means that we can use the light cast from the ceiling as a key to open the final door?"

"So what should we do specifically, An An?" Yiwen, who was originally rubbing his face, was attracted by the story. After thinking about it, he raised the key question.

"There are glass plates of different colors on the bookshelves around. These glass plates will transmit light of the same color. White light can be divided into various colors. The colors of these glass plates happen to be red, yellow, green, blue, and purple. Think carefully about what they are related to?"

This time my expectations were finally met. Ivan and Cecilia both guessed the answer at first sight.

"Should we use these glass panels to reflect different colors onto the bookshelves on the first floor?"

Now that we had guessed the answer, we took down the six glass panels on the bookshelf and came to the middle of the third floor. There was a special short column here, which was hollow inside. It was obviously left there for some purpose.

"It's off. Lift it up a little bit." Lying in front of the railing, I observed the changes in light below while directing Iven and Cecilia.

Fortunately, the process was not difficult. After a few minutes of debugging, we carefully embedded the assembled glass panel into the groove in the middle of the short column.

The light above was like the glory written at the beginning of the volume. It passed through six glass plates, refracted light of different colors, and slowly fell on the six bookshelves in the front row of the first floor.

As if a mechanism had been triggered, the bookshelf began to emit light, as if the key had fitted the lock, and the light gradually blended in with the light that was cast.

It seemed like something big was going to happen in the next moment, but in fact, there was no movement after that. Ivan and Cecilia, who had been waiting for a long time, looked at me subconsciously.

"Strange, did something go wrong?"

In fact, not only them, but I was also a little confused. After all, this was the answer I came up with through that post, so there shouldn't be any problem.

After thinking for a long time, they still couldn't figure out what went wrong. Looking at the two birds next to them, they also spread their hands to show that they were helpless, or perhaps this situation was within their expectations.

I sighed, "Forget it, it's almost time for dinner, I'll log off first and come back later to see if I can think of any solution."

"Can I go to An An's house for a meal?" Yiwen's eyes lit up when he heard that and he quickly raised his little hand.

"Aren't you coming here every day recently?" I rolled my eyes, as if to acquiesce, and said to Cecilia next to me, "Cecilia, do you want to come too?"

"Can I have dessert?" Cecilia's thoughts were pure.

"Of course, I'll just tell my aunt."

But Cecilia seemed a little stubborn in some ways, and shook her head, "I want to eat what you cook, An."

Seeing this, Yiwen next to him naturally did not want to be left behind, "No, An An, you can't be partial, they want to eat too!"

So why do people who eat for free have so many demands?

"Okay, okay." However, faced with two troublesome little guys, I could only agree reluctantly.

So after logging off, he managed to lure the two lolis home with just desserts. His skillful tactics were so good that some warriors who always carried lollipops with them and were always ready to review their jail tips called him an expert.

Although I had never planned to do so, I even regretted agreeing to let Iven come for dinner and inviting Cecilia as well.

After all, this damn fruit milkshake is so difficult to make.

Even in the kitchen, I could faintly hear the cheerful voices of the two little ones and my aunt in the living room discussing the plot of a TV series. Thinking that I was still worried about the ratio of milk and ice cream powder, I took a deep breath with a little unbalanced in my heart.

Seeing this, the young girl who was washing vegetables nearby couldn't help but chuckle, "Xiaotong, why don't you wash the vegetables while I make the milkshake."

"No, Cecilia wants to eat what I cook." I shook my head and sighed, "And most importantly, this guy has a keen sense of taste. If my aunt cooks it, she will probably notice the difference immediately."

Yes, Cecilia's obsession with desserts simply cannot be described by common sense. She even developed a unique sense of taste, which enables her to easily distinguish what she calls "desserts made by a cute girl with a cute soul."

If it weren't for this reason, I would have placed an order for delivery from the dessert shop on my phone instead of struggling with the fruit milkshake here.

Hearing this, my aunt gave me a helpless look, and just at this moment, the doorbell rang.

"I'll go open the door." After saying that, my aunt wiped her hands and walked towards the door, leaving me here struggling with the milk ratio.

I originally thought that the person who came at this time was nothing more than a courier or something, but I didn't expect that my aunt would sound surprised and shout to me, "Xiaotong, look who's here."

Chapter 40: Returning Parents

I walked out of the kitchen with some curiosity, but when I saw two familiar figures walking in through the door, I suddenly froze in place.

The aunt who was watching TV noticed the movement behind her, turned around and immediately recognized the identity of the person who came, and exclaimed in surprise, "Hey, sister, brother-in-law, you are finally back. I missed you so much."

Yes, the people who appeared at the door were his parents whom he had not seen for a long time. They looked exhausted and a little tired, but even so could not conceal their charm.

My father was a top student at a prestigious university. After graduation, he worked in the army as a researcher. Although he had the elegance of an intellectual, he had lived in the army for many years. His tall and handsome figure and upright posture revealed the temperament of a soldier.

My mother was a beauty when she was young. She looked very similar to my aunt, but with a more classical beauty. Even with the passage of time, she has not changed much, but has become even more graceful and elegant.

Faced with the welcome from my aunt, my father looked a little helpless, but he still let my aunt hug him warmly. My mother was very fond of her younger sister and even carefully tidied up her messy hair.

However, he did not forget to ask the girl who was taking the briefcase next to him, "By the way, where is Xiaotong?"

"I'm watching over there."

Following the direction my aunt pointed, my mother finally noticed me standing in front of the kitchen.

"Xiaotong."

Even though we had talked on the phone many times before, it was only when I heard the call in person that I realized that some things cannot be controlled.

Looking at that familiar face, I came to my senses and my nose suddenly felt sore. The uncontrollable emotions made me involuntarily throw myself into that open arms.

"Mom and Dad, I miss you so much..."

In the memory of the previous life, when I was seventeen years old, my parents went to the border to participate in the country's secret scientific research project. Everything was going well, but they died in an explosion due to an experimental error before the summer vacation.

After his rebirth, it seemed that because of the parallel world, nothing happened to his parents. And because the experiment was successful, he was able to go home early before the end of summer vacation. He learned all this through previous phone calls with his parents.

This is also the reason why I accepted my identity so quickly after my rebirth. After all, nothing is more important than my parents being alive and healthy. Now I just want to vent all the long and deep thoughts, including those of my past life.

As if she could sense my emotions, my mother took me into her arms and comforted me softly.

"Don't cry, don't cry, Xiaotong. We are back. It's all mom and dad's fault for making Xiaotong suffer so much here."

"I... I'm fine. I won't blame you. Mom and Dad, you are the ones who have had a hard time over there. I'm glad you can come back safely." I shook my head. After being reborn once, I naturally understood the helplessness of my parents.

"Xiaotong has grown up and knows how to understand us." The mother was somewhat relieved, and looked at the father beside her with some blame, "You didn't say a few words, even though you were always thinking about it before."

"Didn't I let you finish what you were saying?"

My father said helplessly, hesitating for a moment, and then he stretched out his hand to rub my head. The fatigue in his eyes was filled with deep warmth, and a kind smile appeared on his usually serious face. "Xiaotong has grown up and become more sensible."

"Dad." I held my father's broad palm, feeling the warmth coming from it, and my heart seemed to warm up as well.

The family was finally reunited. Although there were not many words, one could feel the warm atmosphere. The aunt and sister-in-law next to them did not disturb them, but watched quietly with a smile.