Chapter 103: The Dome
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There is also a "other side" in the reincarnation space, and Ling Qi is standing in this place now, a huge world that is slightly glowing with a faint white light.
The surroundings were boundless and hazy, as if they could be expanded infinitely, but the hint of a mysterious voice (hereinafter referred to as the Dominant) told Ling Qi that the current space was only twenty acres, a square with a side length of less than 120 meters.
The round sky is the rule of this small world. As for the height, I'm afraid that even the young eagles will hate the sky low, less than ten meters.
It's still a small world that's empty. After communication, Ling Qi learned from the Juggernaut that here, he was a god. Therefore, in addition to manipulating the rules of time and space and creating living beings, he can achieve any purpose through "fantasy embodiment" and enrich this monotonous world.
The only regret at the moment is that the creations of this world cannot be carried out, because once they leave the "other side of space", the creations that originate here will immediately dissipate.
Otherwise, Ling Qi could completely manifest a large number of powerful corpses, and then inject souls into them, wouldn't there be a group of powerful thugs who could use it?
Although he is not yet a qualified necromancer, in his personal space, his creative skills are definitely far beyond those of the so-called masters, because he has already touched the realm of the gods!
Without much thought, Ling Qi directly embodied a villa on the existing basis, which was roughly similar to the ones he had seen in his previous life, full of modern atmosphere and simple beauty, rather than the simplicity and ostentatiousness of the large buildings on the Elder Scrolls plane.
Behind the villa is not a swimming pool, but a thirty-meter-square training ground, surrounded by a number of machine armor people, the internal structure is the simplest kind, far from the level of exquisiteness.
Creation is not to be imagined out of thin air, you must first have a general understanding of the principle, and have a feasible idea in order to create a successful product.
This kind of rigidly acting mechanism is already the limit that Ling Qi can reach after optimizing the mechanism principle.
In addition, the various household appliances and furniture in the villa are completely formed in a surreal style. Of course, most of them are vain things, after all, Ling Qi is not a mechanical engineer, and he knows almost nothing about the internal structure of household appliances.
He didn't care, this meant to be a memorial memory, with his current situation, where would he have time to indulge in comfortable enjoyment.
Along the way, as the interior decoration of the villa became richer little by little, Leo behind Ling Qi couldn't help but admire, and looked at the man in front of him with even more reverence.
It's a miracle!
A room with the style of an ancient plane elf was specially prepared for the wood elves, and Ling Qi went to the third floor, which he reserved for himself.
On the entire floor, the third floor of the villa is very different from the style below, filled with a faint scent of ink, as if suddenly returning from the 22nd century to a few hundred years ago, and the surrounding environment is elegant and simple.
It has been simply arranged into an apartment, but the space of several hundred square meters is several times larger than that of a normal apartment.
Looking at the familiar scenes formed by a little fine-tuning and processing around, the calligraphy and paintings on the wall, the pastel-colored coffee table, the second-hand decoration style...
Ling Qi suddenly burst into tears, a looming human figure appeared in front of him, a slender and beautiful scenery jumped out, and a kind old man sat on the sofa next to him, holding a baby in his arms.
None of them were alive, but they were so similar to the people in their memories that they gradually overlapped.
What a happy family this should be!
"No~!!"
The hurricane raged and spread around Lingqi, and all the decorations, walls, human figures, and warmth were all crushed into slag!
This layer has reverted back to chaos.
Ling Qi had already clenched the pain thorn in his hand at some point, as if he was going to crush this dagger alive.
"I don't need such comfort!"
Ling Qi, who was standing in the middle of the floor, said coldly. The surrounding blank space was quickly filled with color, but this time, it was monotonous and cold gray!
The scene in front of me has been transformed into a rather modern laboratory, except that there are many more strange experimental tools, which look like ancient alchemy tools.
Ling Qi looked at the cold test site with satisfaction, and then turned his gaze to the corner of the wall, where a room was immediately divided, and only a large upholstered leather bed was placed in it.
Enough is enough.
He thought silently, stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers, and the ubiquitous pale light immediately dimmed, and the entire floor seemed to be overshadowed.
He bowed his head and slowly retreated to the second floor.
The sudden light made him slightly uncomfortable, but he didn't change the environment.
There is an essential difference between the glow and the sunlight here, and it does not burden him, it seems that this is a kind of light that is different from pure light, less domineering, and more soft.
Although Ling Qi likes the dark, he also knows very well that people can't hide in the shadows forever. If he can't even adapt to this level of light, and is really exposed to the scorching sun, will he have to close his eyes and wait for death?
Instructed Leo to stay in his personal space to practice, Ling Qi's figure flashed, and he had already come to the square again.
This time, the square was obviously much more lively than Fang Cai, although there were still not many people, but there were already groups of three or five gathered together to communicate.
Everyone seems to be wary of other people, but as social creatures, they instinctively have a desire to communicate with their own kind.
Ling Qi's position was no longer the edge of the square, but the center of the two hundred meters near the God of War Monument, because he heard the Juggernaut's hint about the usefulness of the God of War Monument.
It seemed that the location of each teleportation was random, Ling Qi thought so, and was immediately attracted by the small group of people walking towards him.
Three men and two women, wearing the same black leather trench coat, sunglasses, leather gloves, and gold watches, these guys almost wrote the word "underworld" on their faces.
Their appearance caused quite a stir, if it weren't for the fact that there were not many reincarnators in the space now, and the central square was large enough, I am afraid that it would immediately attract onlookers.
In a world full of 122 people, a group of five people is simply a naked demonstration of strength!
Ling Qi had already moved out of the way as they passed by, and his perception of 22 points told him that at least two of the five people could pose a threat to him, especially the strong black man in the lead, and the pressure on him was not much worse than that of the most elite blade guard like Baurus!
Ling Qi noticed that these people were all carrying a samurai long sword behind them, of course, it was shorter than his broken sky, but it was still longer than the ordinary knife.
It's just plain goods.
Just by taking a closer look, Ling Qi could tell that the exposed equipment of these people, including weapons, was not of the highest grade, maybe the materials were good, but there was definitely no additional additional strength.
Most of their strength seems to come from themselves, as if they can tear apart the fiercest tigers and leopards even with their bare hands, and even the weakest of the five has the wild aura of a "predator"! Of course, it cannot be ruled out that there are still good things hidden in their storage space, and Ling Qibu also put away most of the equipment and props.
The black man in the lead of the few was obviously used to being noticed, but the white beauty next to him, two strong men with brown skin and another girl who seemed to be Asian behind him, all inadvertently showed a trace of nervousness.
Just when these people and Ling Qi were five or six meters apart, the leader suddenly paused, turned his face sideways and frowned at Ling Qi, who was staring at the God of War Monument.
"You have a smell I don't like!"
The black man said solemnly, as if he had sensed something from Ling Qi, and said coldly:
"Even if you are embraced by darkness, you may not be unable to yearn for light. Only those whose hearts have been corroded will be willing to become scum in the gutter!"
This guy seemed to be accustomed to being on top and did not hide his hostility towards Ling Qi, and several other men and women in black leather clothes also showed wary looks at Ling Qi, and the Asian girl even drew her weapon in a panic.
As for Ling Qi, who had been taught a lesson for some reason, he was still staring straight at the God of War Monument, and he was communicating with the Juggernaut, asking about the benefits and responsibilities of building a team.
In the eyes of outsiders, it was Ling Qi who was dressed in strange clothes, completely ignoring those people, and he didn't bird them at all.
In fact, it is. Although Ling Qi was very jealous of these people, as soon as he heard the first words of the leading black man say to him, he classified him as a psychopath.
Fear does not mean fear, only those who make enemies everywhere for some reason are called brain-dead, and principles and pride are not written on the face.
Ling Qi is indifferent and doesn't like trouble, which doesn't mean that he is afraid of trouble.
"Hey, I'm deaf!"
Seeing that Ling Qi didn't dump them, among the few people in black, a man with brown skin and white head immediately scolded loudly.
The reincarnators around immediately paid more attention, and the naked and ridiculous eyes made the parties feel like falling into a fire pit, they were all a group of guys who were afraid that the world would not be chaotic!
Ling Qi still ignored them, he finally understood the benefits of building a team, and at the same time, he also somewhat understood the hidden meaning of the chosen one.
He shook his head, and then looked at the edge of the square on the right, where a shop was actually open, and many curious people were walking there, Ling Qi decided to follow the crowd.
"Damn, little bunny looking for death! your grandfather's—"
Before the brown-skinned man finished scolding, he was directly stopped by the black man in front of him.
"Friend, you are very arrogant, but no dark forces can escape my pursuit, especially..."
Ling Qi, who was far away, finally made some reactions to this group of people, only to see that he raised his middle finger behind him without looking back, and then, the noisy voice finally disappeared.
"Ding~ Someone has made a duel request to you, please ask if you are willing to accept it!"
Hearing such a prompt, Ling Qi pursed his lips disdainfully.
"Poor ghost~"
"Refuse!"
For uncertain battles, he would never fight bare-chested.
This is the reincarnation space, he is not afraid of fighting at all, and if he goes head-on, he will refuse all unless it is a mandatory duel request.
He didn't believe that anyone could crush him at this stage after losing an epic piece of equipment, at least that certainly didn't have the strength.
Sure enough, he didn't wait for a forced duel, and the abuse behind him was directly filtered out by him.
A bunch of fools~
Think you can do whatever you want with a team, think you can abandon the darkness and throw yourself into the arms of Mary by killing a few more of your kind? You have the right to choose freely, but you can't deny everyone else. Looking up to heaven in hell, or betraying heaven from heaven to hell, is certainly a powerful decision. But so what?
Everyone has their own will, and those you are not used to, so silent, or go up and crush it. Verbal threats, which are meaningless unless they are intended for another purpose.
Swords and pens can cholera the world, but in the end, it is power that determines history!
A small episode made Ling Qi offend the fifth-ranked Blade Warrior among the current twenty or so reincarnation squads. Ling Qi didn't know which team those people belonged to, and if he knew, he would at most sigh with emotion, he and the word "Blade" really had a natural enmity. !
A few minutes later, Ling Qi arrived at the open shop and couldn't help but be surprised to see that it was full of goods.
Although these goods are ordinary things, the value assessment is generally around 50~80, which is not as good as the imperial short sword with an evaluation of 120 points. But so many things were obviously brought back on purpose, and most of the shopkeepers were one of the seven!
As for the rating of items and equipment, it is a mechanism that is only reflected in the reincarnation space, and is not displayed in the normal attribute column of the equipment. So if you get something in a quest world, you won't know how it will score at Juggernaut. And if it's an ordinary item, it won't even have a hint.
The whole store is about nearly 100 square meters, which is larger than the outside, and there are a variety of things and things, guns, knives and axes and even notebooks, but the few people who walked in one after another just looked casually, and there was not much communication with each other.
At this time, a shout suddenly sounded outside the store:
"Don't miss it when you pass by!New Easter eggs!New Easter eggs!Come and see!Come and see!Come and see!"
Ling Qi couldn't help but be stunned when he heard this, what is the situation, setting up a stall to grab business?
When I came to the house, I saw three or four people surrounding a couple of men and women, and a certain four-eyed boy with a treacherous face was pointing at a half-human-high giant egg in front of him, and there was a sack under the egg, which seemed to be a means of transportation.
Ling Qi didn't expect that there really would be such a strange character.
He stepped forward, and the inexplicable aura on his body immediately forced several people around him away, and most of those who scattered looked at him with vigilance or disgust, but only one showed a trace of horror, as if he was afraid that he was trying to hide it again.
Ling Qi couldn't help frowning, it seemed that the negative aura of the Spirit Slayer was not even immune to the reincarnation. Then wouldn't he have to be the kind of heinous thugs and hooligans who would build a team and recruit new people in the future?
"What the hell is this!"
Ling Qi stepped forward as if no one was around, touched the thick eggshell, and found that he had not received a hint of the giant egg's attributes, but was told that this item did not belong to him for the time being, and forcibly taking it would bring unpredictable and vicious consequences.
"Brother ~ Godzilla's egg ~ This is Godzilla's egg ~"
The four-eyed boy replied immediately, probably because he also sensed the aura on Ling Qi's body, where was there still the activity when he was selling the dome.
Godzilla? What is that?
Ling Qi was confused, and the other people around him didn't seem to have heard of that thing.
Seeing that Ling Qi was indifferent, the man couldn't help but hurriedly explain:
"Godzilla is a mutant lizard, similar to the monster in a certain cartoon, just like a dinosaur! Tyrannosaurus rex, Tyrannosaurus rex should always know! Ancient land overlord! One can grow as tall as twenty meters, and missiles can't kill it!"
It was probably Ling Qi's indifferent attitude that made the man feel a little at ease, and once he started to sell his goods, he immediately became foaming at the mouth.
It's a pity that the few people around him, including the other two or three reincarnators who were attracted by his shouting, seemed to have no understanding of what Bumpman, Tyrannosaurus Rex and the like were. It can grow to a height of 20 meters, and it is immediately understood by them.
Ling Qi glanced at the glasses man in front of him with some surprise, but he didn't expect that this guy who was less than 1.7 meters tall, dressed shabby and old-fashioned, and described as obscene was actually from a parallel world similar to his hometown.
Godzilla he doesn't know, and Bumpman doesn't know very well, as if he's heard it somewhere, Tyrannosaurus rex still understands, dinosaurs.
Seeing that the people around him were obviously moved by his words, the man couldn't help but show more enthusiasm, saying that any piece of equipment above the elite level could change this future super thug home.
And the woman next to him, I don't know if it was his wife or sister, kept her head down, her long bangs covered her eyes, and there was a lifeless smell on her body.
When Ling Qi looked at the woman, the Ice Guardian connected to his consciousness immediately told him to stay away from this "thing", which was a resentment that even undead creatures feared!
Ling Qi pretended to take a step back inadvertently, and the man who was trying his best to sell the giant egg flashed a fine light in the flat mirror on the bridge of his nose.
The others just shook their heads again and again, and two of them simply turned their heads and left when they heard that this man wanted to change to high-grade equipment.
The fine-level items all have special additional attributes, such as exorcism props blessed by the church in some planes, automatic weapons that have been transformed by advanced space technology in some technological planes, and can hold dozens of times the original ammunition volume, these are all non-ordinary weapons!
Any grade item is worth ten times or dozens of times more than a non-grade item!
Just because an ordinary pistol can kill an Assassin with a fine dagger doesn't mean a pistol is more powerful than a dagger. Firearms are unusable in many planes, and primitive weapons can be used anywhere.
A true master from the magical plane can easily torture and kill a reinforced platoon of technology plane special forces. Of course, rockets, artillery shells, tanks, and planes cannot be counted, but only individual strength.
The strength of technology does not lie in the strength of individual soldiers, and the real Gundam is only a lump of iron when it goes to the plane of the Elder Scrolls, and it can't move, because the basic rules of the plane are completely different.
When oil doesn't burn, when atoms don't fission, when lightning is chiseled out with a hammer by the Thunderbolt Mother, what is the use of a galaxy-class war mothership?
Rules are the basis for everything, although there are some planes that reject magic, but the rules of physics are always universal, and there are many ways for mana to teleport beyond boundaries, which is called otherworldly summoning in magical terms.
If a skeleton has a soul, it can move, and people in the technology plane are all puppets, and even the rules of souls don't apply.
Therefore, as long as it is a fine-level item, there is no obvious distinction between superior and low, and the fine-level dagger has a wider range of applications, and the high-level firearm is definitely a great killer far beyond the dagger in the scientific and technological plane.
And the giant egg in front of him is obviously an ordinary product, even if the score given by the master is as high as 300 points, but a piece of the most rubbish sophisticated-level equipment has a score of at least 800 or more.
This kind of business is only done by fools.
Ling Qi was not a fool, and no fool could leave the mission world alive, so the man's booth quickly became crowded, and the people he yelled at were willing to go to the newly opened shop behind him, and his request was really outrageous.
Not to mention an ordinary dome, it is a well-grade dome, without the corresponding ability, what is the use of buying it?
When it hatches, the first thing inside to bite is you, which is simply death. What animal opens its eyes after birth and the first thing you see is the mother, this statement is not very general, and the individual case cannot be used as an example.
Back in his personal space, Ling Qi buried himself in the laboratory on the third floor.
He wasn't familiar with the place for the time being, and he had no plans to exchange gear. However, if you have the opportunity, you still have to get a gun and the like, and the products of the technological plane, although they are easy to be restricted, when they can be used, the lethality is absolutely strong!
In fact, at his current speed, he can completely dodge the fixed-point fire of small firearms, which is not as good as bullets, but others can't aim at him.
However, the physical exertion of dodging bullets for a few minutes was enough for him to pull the trigger for a whole day, and the difference was still not equal. A real elite knight can even split an oncoming car in half, can it be said that horses are better than machines?
A dozen machine guns strafe together, unless you have a special skill like Unyielding, and Borus will have to pounce too!
As for Gafael, this kind of non-human still doesn't talk about him, the missiles may not be hit, unless a nuclear bomb comes directly, otherwise with his elusive skills, any armored division is a joke.