Cassia walked over to a pile of oxygen cylinders and reached out to pat, thinking back to what he had learned in school, but was now almost forgotten.

"Well, look at the watch first, it's full. ”

"Turn on the humidifier, and then connect the tube, the breathing mask, and yes, the flow control valve. ”

"But how much should the concentration be adjusted? Forget it, let's start with the low flow rate. ”

After finishing the order, Cassia took all the utensils that Zixuan had prepared in advance and installed them one by one.

He sat on the ground, leaning against the pile of oxygen cylinders, his breathing mask dangling in front of him.

"Tsk, I always feel that there are shortcomings, why do I feel a little reckless?"

That being said, Cassia still put the breathing mask on his face.

Because he was still a little uneasy, the oxygen flow concentration was adjusted very low, even lower than the specified low flow concentration.

Another point that worries him is that the destination of this oxygen is the stomach, not the lungs.

It is difficult for normal people to completely introduce the inhaled gas into the stomach, and more or even most of them will be inhaled into the lungs unconsciously.

Cassia couldn't do this, and even if he could, he wouldn't dare to put his body outside and enter that world with his spiritual body.

So Cassia planned to try little by little, but in the end, he found that even if he deliberately propped up his stomach, a mouthful of oxygen, at least eighty percent of it still flowed into his lungs.

"What can I do, take off the mask and poke the tube directly into it......?

Cassia was stunned for a while, and the oxygen mask was taken off, and after thinking about it, he finally got his heart on the side, separated the mask from the tube, and threw it aside.

He had also thought about communicating with the cyan light cluster, because he had a feeling that there were many things he could do, and there were many things he didn't know.

But now his ability is too weak, and the cyan light cluster doesn't seem to be in a normal state.

Is it because the world is 'dead'?

Cassia picked up the tube and took the tube into his mouth tremblingly, he swore that he had never been so disgusting when he had a gastroscopy.

With a little force in the hand, the tube goes down the esophagus little by little.

"Uh...... Belch...... Whew......"

Cassia began to retch, his face turned into a bitter melon.

Finally, after going through a lot of hardships, the tube passed through the esophagus and entered the stomach.

But like the food that goes into the stomach, the outlet of the tube seems to be in a state of illusion.

Cassia settled down in his heart for a while, at least this shows that there is a play.

He slowly turned the flow valve and controller, and the low concentration of oxygen began to flow into his stomach, disappearing into the cyan light.

"It worked!"

After about five minutes, Cassia estimated that the situation had stabilized, and did not adjust the valve again.

Instead, he closed his eyes, and his spirit slowly sank, and he also entered the cyan light cluster.

At the edge of the sinkhole, Cassia's figure appeared, and at this time, even through the light film, he could feel the strong wind rising from the ground out of thin air.

Above the sky, there seemed to be an invisible hole, constantly blowing into the ground.

The corners of Cassia's mouth went up, this was a small step for him, but it was a big step for the world's atmospheric transformation project.

A full sense of accomplishment rises from his heart, he has played a lot of simulation management games, and Earth OL has fantasized more than once, but today, everything is possible.

Cassia looked up at the sky, in the darkness, the air flow kept blowing on the ground, and the pumpkin porridge in the sinkhole was no longer soft, but frozen hard.

In Cassia Ming's mind, the whole continent appeared again, and he had thought about a problem before, that is, the conservation of matter in the outside world and here.

When he was in the hospital, half a bowl of pumpkin porridge could fill an entire sinkhole, which didn't make sense, but he couldn't think of any reason.

Cassia looked down on the whole picture of the continent in his mind, scorched earth everywhere, full of devastation, and it was necessary to push it to rebuild, but it was a long process.

On the contrary, it is the forcible delivery of oxygen, even if the transmission of substances from the two realms cannot be viewed by common sense, but those hundred bottles of pure oxygen are not necessarily enough.

However, I didn't think about relying on external support, but mainly to increase some external forces, so that this place can achieve a stable cycle, even if it is smaller.

Because of the existence of the light film, the strong wind did not have a great impact on Cassia Ming, he looked at the black world, felt that there was no problem, and the figure slowly disappeared in place.

There is only one person in the warehouse, and fortunately he is the only one, otherwise anyone who sees a man sitting on the ground in the deserted warehouse, not knowing life and death, and a pipe is inserted into his stomach along his mouth, I am afraid that he will be scared enough.

As soon as Cassia returned to reality, the vomiting sensation stimulated by the tube hit my heart again.

He endured the discomfort, reached out to the control valve, and suddenly opened to the maximum, and the extremely high concentration of pure oxygen began to output at full power, and then he threw his hand and passed out.

At the edge of the sinkhole, Cassia reappeared, feeling the wind whistling overhead, and he sat down.

"It's still comfortable, at least it's not so disgusting. ”

In this way, in the real world, Cassia kept pumping oxygen into the cyan light cluster, and he hid inside to avoid the nausea.

Whenever he felt that the wind had become a little lighter, he would return to his body and continue to change the oxygen cylinder.

So much so that in the end, not only was the concentration adjusted to the highest by him, but even the main valve of the oxygen cylinder was opened to the maximum by him, causing him to have to find a way to tie the oxygen cylinder to the pillar.

As for the tube inserted into the light cluster, I don't know if it was because of the light cluster, but the impact did not make the tube fly around, but quietly stopped in the esophagus, just trembling slightly from time to time.

In the evening, Cassia opened the valve of the last oxygen cylinder, and his spirit sank into the light.

Looking at the wind, which was wild again, Cassia nodded in satisfaction.

"The last bottle is gone, and you can go home for dinner after passing it, but with the flow of air, this bit of oxygen will disperse sooner or later, and it is still a drop in the bucket compared to the entire continent. ”

But now Cassia can't think of a better way, but at least he knows that before he has the ability to bring things directly here, other things, as long as they can touch the light cluster, can be teleported in.

"Shall I open my mouth?" Cassia said boringly to himself.

By the time he felt that the last bottle of pure oxygen was about to be delivered, he was about to get up and return to reality.

Suddenly, a wave of enlightenment unfolded in his heart, and Cassia stopped in place, carefully understanding the message.

Time passed, and Cassia's face began to rise wildly.

Perhaps it was because of this oxygen delivery that the world had changed a bit, and Cassia's spirit point suddenly rose to 0.5 units.

At the same time, he also knew that the usefulness of this spiritual point was even greater than he imagined, like he used 0.1 scales to raise only one 'chopstick', which was completely washing dishes with river water, wasting resources.

However, the worse is still to come, and the improvement of Cassia spiritual power depends on the perfection of this world.

But the spirit points he used to transform the world will be consumed permanently, and they will not be restored even if he returns to the real world.

This is equivalent to him using his spiritual power outside is like renting out a house, but in it, it directly becomes a sale of a house.

However, this news only made him depressed for a while.

Because an even bigger surprise came to his mind.

If this world used to be like a computer game for Cassia, he was just an administrator with a GM tool.

So from now on, the entire database of this world is completely displayed in front of him.

This is the essential reason why he has such a sullen personality, and the corners of his mouth can rise wildly.

"Time Flow...... Basic Force Settings...... Regulation of conventional physical laws...... A comprehensive picture of the nature of the world......"

"Is this the special name of the Creation God, okay? I was at most an administrator before, although the consumption of spirit points is a bit of a trick, but it is worth it, and I am afraid that there will be no spirit points in the future?"

In the world of light clusters, Cassia was frantically laughing at himself, and he didn't know that in the real world, his body was blowing a storm.

The tube no longer had pure oxygen to deliver, and the cyan light vibrated slightly, and a ray of light extended from it.

The light slowly lengthened, penetrating into the caudal vertebrae of Cassia Ming's body, converging into a single point of light.

Then the light started from the tail vertebrae, down his spine, all the way up, and directly into the back of his head.

In Cassia Brain, countless neurons began to discharge abnormally, and after the light entered the brain, it split into countless silk threads, scattered and began to gradually merge with the brain tissue.

In an instant, the light completely merged with Cassia Brain, and the excess light converged at the center of the eyebrows and settled.

After being fused to the brain tissue, countless neurons are rapidly degenerating, and at the same time, countless new neurons are growing and linking.

A brand new brain is being formed.