Chapter 347 Xi Zhao

Chapter 347 Xi Zhao

Chapter 347 Xi Zhao
2018年09月10日，深夜22:49。

"It's almost eleven o'clock. Why hasn't Miss Meilin come back yet?" Ning Zhe rolled up his sleeves and glanced at the time on his watch. He asked Pétain beside him, "Mr. Pétain, do you have any way to contact her? She's been gone for so long. Could something have happened to her?"

Petain shook his head and said, "She and we are already in different worlds. It's difficult to even determine each other's location, let alone get in touch."

As soon as he finished speaking, Petain frowned and thought to himself, "What's going on? Why should I tell him this?"

This guy is just an ordinary mortal who happened to be involved in a strange incident and was dragged into the gambling game by a gambler. Is it necessary to reveal such confidential information to a mortal?
The more Pétain thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong. But no matter how confused he was or how many doubts he found, he never doubted whether the mortal identity claimed by the man in front of him was real or not.

Jueyuan didn't allow him to have such doubts.

Ning Zhe's expression changed, and he said in embarrassment: "What should we do now? We don't know where Miss Meilin is, and we can't get in touch with her. Are we trapped here with the gambler?"

"Hmm..." Pétain lowered his head and looked at the wine glass in front of him. A look of hesitation appeared on his face, as if he was considering something.

There were five wine glasses on the table, belonging to Meilin, Ningzhe, the gambler, Pétain, and "Fenwu" whose memory had been deleted by Ningzhe and turned into a walking corpse.

Among them, the bottoms of the wine glasses and the tables in front of Meilin, Ningzhe and Fenwu were wet, and the wine in front of them had overflowed from the glasses. The three of them had already lost in the gambling, and they were all losers.

Only the tables in front of Pétain and the gambler were still dry. They were the last two players in the game. The gambling would not end until the winner was decided, and no one could leave.

Pétain glanced sideways at Ning Zhe, and rested his gaze on his ordinary face with a hint of thought.

"For the loser, the game is actually over. The loser has actually gained freedom, but he is still bound by the fairness principle of the gambling game. Before the final winner is determined, the other players cannot leave the casino even if they are free."

"The restrictions on players who are still in the game are even more stringent. Not only am I not allowed to leave the gambling table, but I also need to be cautious even when sitting here. If I make any ambiguous moves, I might be judged as cheating and lose directly..."

After figuring out the current situation, Pétain's eyes became even more troubled.

Looking at Ning Zhe's ordinary face, he finally made a certain decision: "Although I don't know how this mortal can still survive after becoming a loser, but now I can only rely on him."

"Can you do me a favor?" Pétain asked.

"What do you need me to do?" Ning Zhe immediately responded, "You and Ms. Meilin are my saviors. Please tell me what you want me to do. I will do my best."

"That's great." Petain nodded and said, "I'm trapped in this game, but you've escaped from it and have a certain degree of freedom. So, I need you to leave the casino and find Meilin."

"Ah?" Ning Zhe looked puzzled: "But didn't you just say that you couldn't determine Miss Meilin's location? And I can't leave the casino..."

"Listen to me first," interrupted Pétain. "Since I have said so, I am sure of success."

"Okay, go ahead." Ning Zhe nodded. Petain nodded and continued, "Before you were dragged into the gambling game, you should have explored around the opera house. Have you had such an experience?
——Other people who were visible and tangible just now often suddenly disappear after turning a corner or opening a door, leaving you alone in the empty corridor.

Ning Zhe nodded: "Yes, there were a few companions who were looking for the exit from the opera house with me, but during the exploration, they disappeared one after another. I couldn't find any trace of their existence. It was as if they had gone to another world."

"It's not as if, it's just," Petain said. "They just went to another world."

"What does this mean?" Ning Zhe cooperated and showed a confused expression, with surprise in his wide eyes.

"This world is layered." Petain said as he took out a cell phone from his pocket and extended his hand to Ning Zhe: "Give me your cell phone."

"Okay." Ning Zhe did as he was told: "What does world stratification mean?"

"Look." Petain held a mobile phone in each hand and placed them on the table facing each other. Suddenly, the shadow of the other person was reflected on the screen of each phone: "What do you see?"

"Um... the black-screen phone is like a mirror, reflecting the appearance of the other phone on the opposite side." Ning Zhe said truthfully.

"Now look at the mobile phone on the screen. What do you see on its screen?" Pétain asked again.

Ning Zhe was slightly startled, then he understood: "The reflection of the phone on the screen is also a screen that can reflect light, and there are reflections within the reflection!"

"correct."

Petain snapped his fingers, returned the phone to Ning Zhe, and said:

"The reflectivity of mobile phone screens is not high, so this is just a demonstration. If two ordinary mirrors are placed face to face like this, the light will be refracted between the mirror surfaces, and new reflections will be reflected in the reflections, and this will be infinitely nested, and an infinite number of mirror worlds will be generated at the speed of light. This is a physical phenomenon called 'same-light mirror'."

"This is a strange rule called 'Xi Zhao'. The current San Gloria Opera House is under its cover. Whenever someone passes through the area between the two mirrors, their existence will be captured by 'Xi Zhao' and fall into this infinitely layered mirror world."

"We are now in one of the infinite levels of the mirror world, the sealed prison used by the Golden Clan to imprison the 'gambler'."

Petain put his cell phone in his pocket and continued:

"The evil spirits imprisoned in Xizhao's domain are not just gamblers. After all, the levels of the mirror world are 'infinite'. Each level of the world can hold an evil spirit. Theoretically, all the ghosts in the world can be imprisoned in it, but theories are just theories after all."

"Only the Golden Clan knows exactly how many ghosts have been imprisoned in the sealed prison of Xi Zhao over the years."

As soon as he finished speaking, Petain turned his head abruptly, his eyes fixed on the ordinary face under Ning Zhe's dark hair. Along with the faint smile on Ning Zhe's face, there appeared an emotion called fear, which covered Petain's face inch by inch:
"Why am I... saying this?"

(End of this chapter)