Actually, I didn't want to jump into the void, but I couldn't help it. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info space collapsed faster. If I don't jump in, I'll be annihilated in the void with that space. If you rush directly into the void, you might still be able to survive.

There is no softness in the void to the touch, and there is nothing in the void to my senses. This may be a bit contradictory, but let's just say that my five senses are not enough to support me in observing the void. My sights, hearings, and even my perception of the void are not enough to comprehend the void.

I jumped in, and that's right. But I still feel like my body is still being crushed in that spatial cage, and it feels horrible. I was tormented by the unrecognizable void until I fainted......

When I opened my eyes, I was greeted by the interior of a tent.

It looks like I was rescued by someone, but ...... Am I out of the void?

Where am I now if I left the Void?

I've forced myself to stop thinking, I've been asking myself so many questions lately that it's not enough to answer them all. I felt my physical condition, and it was okay, I didn't feel any discomfort at first, but my facial features were a little sore, as if I had been tortured by various things.

I got out of bed and walked around the tent. The homes in this place are very rudimentary, and all that can be seen are piles of various paper records and a large pile of used inkwells. There isn't even a lot of electricity in this place. There were no computers, calculators, not even electric lights.

Although there was no electric light, the inside of the tent was unusually bright, and there was no darkness at all.

It's really unscientific.

I opened a notebook and looked at it, and a symbol on the title page caught my attention - it was an outer circle with the English word "time-and-history-management-organisation", and in the inner ring was a special symbol in the shape of an hourglass, the top half of which looked like a two-dimensional model of a wormhole, and the bottom half of which was a strange picture of several gears stacked together.

I was about to open the record when the door to the tent opened.

"Whatever you want to do, stop me now, and then raise your hand!" The man at the door saw that I was about to open the record, and immediately dropped what he was holding and raised his gun and aimed it at me. Seeing his hostile behavior, I subconsciously touched my back, but unfortunately I felt empty. I'm afraid that while I'm unconscious, my weapons have already been taken by the man in front of me.

I didn't dare to make a sound, just obediently raised my hands over my shoulders.

The way I raised my hand seemed to frighten him, and he asked me in surprise, "Do you know Mandarin?"

I replied angrily: "I can still speak English, do you want to listen?"

He replied, "Yes." ”

"f**Kyourself!asshole!" I yelled.

The man didn't react when he heard me scolding him, but he sat down in a chair that wasn't covered with documents and said, "Don't worry, there's no bullet in that gun." But there are still people in the six-dimensional space, I can't believe it. ”

Seeing that he was no longer hostile, I didn't dare to relax, so I continued to keep my distance from him and asked him, "You call the void a six-dimensional space?"

He said in a tone of course, "Void? no, no, no, it's not nothing." This is a six-dimensional space, and if you enter the void, you don't know where you will die. ”

"Where's my gear?"

"Glock and that knife, in the box at your feet, I haven't seen those things in a long time, so I played with itchy hands and helped you do some maintenance. He motioned to me with those things at my feet.

I kicked the lid open - my stuff was there.

After I checked N times to make sure that the things weren't tampered with by the man, I hurriedly equipped the contents of the box, which finally gave me a little sense of security. And the man just sat in his place and watched me do all this without saying a word.

"What is this place?" the man seemed to know a lot about it.

"As I said, this is the six-dimensional space. He replied.

"What's the way to leave?" is important.

He honestly said, "I don't know." ”

"And how long have you been here?"

"How many years is it out there now?" he asked me rhetorically.

I don't want to talk about the year, even the moon and the day have told him, and the expression on his face when he heard this is even more serious.

He frowned and said, "According to the time you provided, I should only be in the six-dimensional space for two or three days." ”

"But......" I looked at the records of the place, "you seem to have been here for a few years. ”

He shrugged and nodded.

He patted his trouser leg, stood up and said, "Introduce yourself, my name is 5-65." It's the Wanderer. ”

Wu Liuwu? I've never heard of such a name.

He saw my confusion and pulled out a blank piece of paper and wrote, "The badge you saw earlier is a badge called the Time History Control Organization, and I am a staff member of one of the departments. In that organization, you don't have a name, only a codename, and I'm codenamed 65 and rank 5, so I'm called 5-65. ”

He gestured to me the number on the paper -- 5-65.

Oh, got it.

5-65 picked up the thing he had just thrown aside and handed it to me, saying, "Eat, you just converted from physical form to six-dimensional space adaptation, and your physical strength is very wasted, after eating this, I will tell you about my harvest these days, you are not like me, you still need to leave this space." ”

I glared at him, hoping to see a hint of hostility on his face, but I couldn't see anything after looking at him for a long time. His face was expressionless, and there was nothing in his eyes, like an abyss.

The thing in his hand is the marching dry food of a certain country, it seems that it has not been opened yet, and I am not polite, so I grabbed it and started eating.

It took me five minutes to eat all the things in the box of marching rations that I could use to replenish my strength, and I was close to licking the container again.

But instead of sitting still, he opened the tent door and went out.

I sat for a while and digested it, and then went out to have a look. I haven't seen the six-dimensional space yet, but this time I can see it.

The six-dimensional space is more ...... than I thought Colorful......

If the void is an indescribable thing, then this six-dimensional space is where everything is visible.

5-65 was holding a device and recording data for some unknown purpose, when he saw me come out, he squeezed out a smile and said, "Welcome to the six-dimensional space, although I'm not sure if it's six-dimensional." ”

I gave him a roll of the eyes and looked up at the space again.

I need a place to think quietly, a place to calm my mind, there are so many things to accept at the moment, and I am bound by too many unnecessary things. I don't even understand what I'm supposed to do now, to do some indifferent tasks for them as someone else's servant or whatever?

I want to choose for myself, my future, I want to make my own decisions.

That's all.