Hoo—
The magnetic levitation chair wouldn’t go down, stubbornly maintaining a height of 15-20 centiters.
"Superconductors respond to external magnetic fields based on material, categorized into Type I and Type II superconductors. Type II superconductors exhibit the ’flux pinning’ effect, where quantum flux lines in superconductors are trapped by potential wells.
On a macroscopic level, the superconductor remains firmly fixed in place, neither pressing down nor moving sideways easily."
Su Nisheng demonstrated pushing the chair back and forth, calmly stating: "The magnetic levitation chair at Xinxiang Base might have been intentionally set with flux line defects, allowing it to switch freely between Type I and Type II superconductors.
When needing to move, it switches to Type I.
When needing to stay stationary, it switches to Type II.
When Edith was killed, her limbs were already broken, but the real cause of death was the magnetic levitation chair pressing down on her back.
If I’m correct, the Space Alien Species first entered the control room through the ducts, broke her limbs to prevent her from using weapons, and then during the zero-gravity period at Xinxiang Base, placed the magnetic levitation chair directly above Edith who was now immobile,
As gravity returned instantly, the chair landed and switched to Type II superconductors,
Utilizing the flux pinning effect, maintaining the chair’s height at a constant 15 centiters above the tal floor, crushing Edith’s spine, thus completing the kill.
In other words, Edith was executed by a tid device.
The Space Alien Species could have easily set the trap and then moved to other locations, such as the security room,
Timing the gravity restoration precisely, thereby killing both Hydra and Edith."
"Being able to ti it so precisely implies... Laughing God has allies."
Zhongli Mieing took a deep breath and regained his composure, "Based on the sounds from the radio, Hydra was killed directly by the Space Alien Species. At that ti, I was in the reactor room, with Dir and Su Nisheng as witnesses, so it couldn’t have been us.
Pifu ran out after hearing the radio, so it couldn’t have been him either.
That leaves..."
Everyone’s gaze unanimously turned towards Out of Control.
At the ti, Li Cheng was running through the lower corridor of Xinxiang Base, with Out of Control peeking out from the warehouse, but if the latter was the Space Alien Species,
The tifra between the radio broadcast and Pifu running to the warehouse was adequate for the Space Alien Species to crawl back from the middle-level security room to the lower-level warehouse via ventilation ducts.
"WTF, you just believe this?"
Out of Control shouted deeply, "Nobody has ever seen the so-called vector control device; it’s all just Laughing God’s word.
Who knows if he used so sort of timing device, setting a four-minute limit, then traveled through the ducts to the middle-level security room, killing Hydra.
While conveniently framing , giving protection to his accomplice.
Of the six people left at the scene, if Laughing God and I are exiled, among the four remaining, there would still be one Space Alien Species lurking, and you’d still face being screwed over three against one!"
Seems... it is indeed like this.
The people present looked at each other, indeed,
If Laughing God was rely human, then the Space Alien Species elsewhere wouldn’t know when there’s zero gravity or when gravity returns, making the trap to kill Edith impossible to set.
And if Laughing God and Out of Control were both Space Alien Species.
The forr should have left no loophole in speech but rather should have willingly taken all the bla to shield Out of Control.
The high-intensity thinking made Zhongli Mieing feel as though his brain was on fire, as if an egg could be cooked atop his helt right now.
"No no no, there’s one point you overlooked."
Facing Out of Control’s debate, Laughing God chuckled and said, "Ti."
"... what?"
"The current ti, there are 33 minutes left until the deadline."
Laughing God said: "In terms of survivor efficiency, it’s still operational. Almost all of Xinxiang Base has been repaired, with only the control room and warehouse being half-completed.
Sending one repair worker to either room can complete it in half an hour, accomplishing the noisy boy’s assigned task.
Among these four survivors, Zhongli Mieing, Dir, Su Nisheng, and Pifu, I have a 98% chance of being the Space Alien Species, and you have a 50% chance,
Maybe I’m framing you falsely;
Maybe I’m framing you too obviously, and actually washing you clean;
Maybe I’m preemptively predicting the survivor’s prediction of my prediction...
No matter how the logic twists,
Leaving you increases risk.
Four survivors, dispatching the one who has always been tead up with at least one person, Suspected least to be the Space Alien Species, having the lowest risk, Su Nisheng, to go repair alone.
As for the other three, they all stay in the Central Control Hall, ready to push the button anyti and form strategic deterrence against potential Space Alien Species among them.
Given all that, from these survivors’ perspective, exiling you and is the most reasonable and rational decision.
The previous round, didn’t everyone use the Pottery Exile thod to exile Midnight Dad for the sa reason."
"You!..."
Out of Control went speechless. Indeed, survivor voting doesn’t pursue absolutely Perfect fairness and justice, it pursues survival rates.
If he were Su Nisheng and the others, he’d likely vote himself out too.
[The one who wronged you knows more than you how wrong you are.]
That phrase flashed through Out of Control’s mind as he glanced around, the others’ body language clearly signaled they had made their decision.
"Haha, hahaha."
Out of Control laughed quietly, pressing his hand against the helt’s visor.
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