1121: Chapter 234: The Extra 22 Steps 1121: Chapter 234: The Extra 22 Steps “Tir.” Everyone ford a circle and sat on the lawn, which looked like a green carpet.
Pannis lay on his back, his head resting on his hands, one leg crossed over the other, a blade of grass dangling from his mouth.
He seed to be leisurely enjoying the verdure that perhaps had not been trodden by life for hundreds of years.
However, not long after, he suddenly sat up and asked Vivian with a sharp gaze, “How long has it been?”
“Four minutes and thirty-nine seconds,” Vivian said with a rattle as she closed the tir in her hand.
There seed to be a hint of relief in her expression, “You’re testing for five minutes, right?
It seems that there is no problem with the perception of ti.”
“Hmm, five minutes,” Pannis nodded, stroking his chin, “If the perception of ti got distorted, it would be very troubleso.
It’d be best if we could rule it out.
But we can’t completely exclude this possibility now because, first, we were just sitting and didn’t move around like before, and second, if this distortion and interference are periodic, like every few minutes or every couple of hours, then our experint would be invalid.”
“It’s possible, but the likelihood that we just happened to start our experint during a blank period isn’t high,” Vivian said, her head bowed, three pens under the control of mana threads, recording different data in three different notebooks.
Those who didn’t know her past might find it hard to understand how she could accurately record every piece of information with such divided attention.
However, her teammates knew that her multitasking was the result of over a decade of suffering.
Controlling her body to perform various actions was far more difficult than controlling three pens at the sa ti.
The Mage girl continuously recorded with the three pens while finding the leisure to ask, “Should we ignore this possibility for now and start the next experint?”
“The next experint is simpler, who has the tape asure?
Oh, Freya, take it out and set it aside for now.
We’ll use it later,” Pannis said as he took out a climbing rope and placed it aside, took off his bow and arrow, took a deep breath, and after a mont’s contemplation, suggested.
“For the first test, let’s start with a thirty-ter distance.
You all help to estimate about where that would be.”
With a “whoosh”, an arrow with a sharp whooshing sound shot into the sky, tracing a standard parabola, and precisely hitting the spot Pannis had estimated.
Pannis looked around at the others, who all nodded in response.
It was clear that the arrow’s landing spot was not very different from where everyone had estimated thirty ters to be.
“It seems that even if our sense of distance is being interfered with, we are affected together, at least our perceptions among each other are not too different.
If one person thought it was only five ters while another insisted it was seventy or eighty, that would be a headache,” Pannis joked, but no one seed to find the humor in his remark.
With a resigned sigh, Pannis got up, picked up one end of the climbing rope, and walked towards the location of the arrow.
“Wait,” Catherine interrupted Pannis instinctively, “You just said that moving around randomly is very dangerous.”
“Don’t worry, it’s only thirty ters,” Pannis said nonchalantly, waving his hand, “I’m just going over to asure it, I’ll be right back.
Don’t worry, such a short distance won’t present any danger.”
“Usually, people who say that sentence never co back,” Dillie remarked sarcastically from the side, “Have a good journey, idiot Kyle.
Next year, I’ll sweep your grave for you.
Hey, shooting arrows randomly is dangerous, and we still haven’t found the problem.
What if you really hit because your sense of space is misplaced?”
“Tsk, missed the shot,” Pannis said with a face full of regret, quickly darting forward, and within seconds, he was at the arrow’s location.
Catherine marked the climbing rope from where she stood before gesturing to Pannis, who hurried back to the team a few steps later, but with a puzzled look on his face.
“What’s up?” Lina asked curiously, “By the look on your face, it seems like you’ve found so problem.”
“I’m four steps short,” Pannis frowned, hesitant, “I took four steps less coming back than going there, that’s about five to six ters.
I tried my best to keep the steps the sa size, and even with slight differences, the distance shouldn’t be off by so much over such a short span.
There’s definitely a problem here.”
“The distance itself is not an issue,” Vivian had already swiftly asured the length of the climbing rope, recording while saying, “The distance is thirty-one and a half ters.
Since it’s an estimate, being a ter and a half off is still within an acceptable range.”
“It shouldn’t be a problem with the sense of distance,” Pannis shook his head, “I definitely took an extra four steps, the problem must be with those extra four steps.
Wait for , I’ll go a bit farther and try it out, to see if it becos more obvious.”
“Don’t go too far, be careful not to be able to co back,” Catherine cautioned, “Don’t go beyond a hundred ters, and hurry back.
Any further and there might indeed be a danger.”
“I got it,” this ti Pannis didn’t say anything that would prompt Dillie to tease him, he just smiled and nodded, once more leaving the team.
This ti he walked noticeably farther than before, with the girls watching from a distance.
After around a hundred ters, he began to head back.
Those who had been watching him finally noticed the problem.
His speed was nearly constant, and the distances between his steps were almost equal, but the ti it took for him to return was at least ten seconds longer than the ti it took for him to go.
It was a very eerie feeling, as if the speed and distance remained the sa, yet the ti inexplicably changed.
“You noticed it too, didn’t you?” Pannis started upon his return, “This ti I took twenty-two extra steps.
It seems like the distance was indeed lengthened.
Strange, it doesn’t make sense, how could twenty-two extra steps just appear out of nowhere?”
“Indeed, we all saw it,” Catherine also was full of confusion, “Even if we don’t asure it, if it was just a problem with the perception of distance, the ti it took to go and return should be the sa since you started from a point and returned to it.
It’s illogical for there to be a discrepancy in the distance when returning on a straight path between two points.
It feels as if this stretch of distance is filled with elasticity, stretching and contracting at tis, and it is puzzling.”
“Anyway, since it’s not our perception that’s the issue, we shouldn’t encounter what I just ntioned about walking and bumping into Twisted Souls,” Pannis said, “If push cos to shove, we’ll just keep walking forward.
We move quickly anyway, and once we reach sowhere normal, it’ll be fine.
The only regret is that we can’t figure out what’s going on here.”
“Because this space, it’s made up of fragnts,” Dee interjected.
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