Half-asleep, Tang Chuan didn't know how many times he imagined that he had returned to his hometown and reunited with relatives and friends.

But the information in his mind always pulls him back to reality.

To the effect that only by providing the exact coordinates of the sub-universe space can he be teleported back.

Even if it is a fantasy weapon, it must abide by a certain logic, at least in Tang Chuan's mind, a prototype of a fantasy thing needs to be constructed in order to complete the transformation from nothing.

And in essence, fantasy weapons not only have an upper limit, but also conform to the theorem of the universe.

It is more like a rule and divine power, an energy-bearing center, whether it is a fantasy spaceship or a fantasy weapon, its fundamental energy source still comes from the main universe.

For example, the tail flame of the current Kun Shuttle is actually the absorbed cosmic energy particles that are used as their own propulsion kinetic energy.

In other words, Tang Chuan must have a fairly clear concept, and he must know the approximate coordinates of his hometown in order to trigger the "fantasy attribute" and present a space-time teleportation device to teleport himself back.

There was a wet touch on his neck, which made Tang Chuan, who was half asleep and half awake, wake up.

When I turned my head, I saw the little tentacles, tentatively touching themselves, just like a kitten and puppy that knew that the owner was in a bad mood, trying to soothe the owner's emotions.

If it weren't for the fact that "Woo" was too anti-human, Tang Chuan even felt that he would be a companion pet that was more humane than the Golden Retriever.

Sigh, this is the name that Tang Chuan has given to the little tentacles in the past dozens of hours, which is very appropriate.

Tang Chuan sat up from the lazy sofa and said, "Hey, while playing, you can't even speak, and you're so greedy, what's the use of you." ”

It is the contact information left by the meat ball, and until now, Tang Chuan has not developed the attribute that can be used for "communication".

Tang Chuan can only treat it as a different pet for the time being.

And the vague feeling in his mind also told Tang Chuan that the true face of the main god cannot be detected at will, this is the bottom line of the main god, even if it is the same kind, it cannot be touched.

So Tang Chuan didn't have to worry, he would pass on his situation to Meatball, making him doubt his identity.

It was also during this period of time that he unabashedly showed his own mental journey, from extremely empty hesitation to rational forcible restraint.

Seeing that Tang Chuan didn't dream anymore and expressed his sorrow, he also got interested, left Tang Chuan's side, and went around to explore this limited space.

Live like a curious puppy.

Tang Chuan let out a long sigh again, looking out of the cabin with some distress, the dust remained unchanged, and it seemed like a brilliant starry sky that was always changing.

During this time, he woke up twice, although in the deep space of the universe, it is difficult to know the passage of time.

But by his senses, he knew that he had been in the universe for at least forty-eight hours.

According to his shallow cognition and understanding, Tang Chuan also had an inaccurate guess about his current situation.

I should be, I don't know when, without perception, inexplicably obtained, the inheritance of the god of calamity and horror.

And the black crystal in the mind is the "main godhead" of the main god of calamity.

In the main godhead, the memories that originally belonged to the main god of calamity are sealed.

Because the memory of the sea like a galaxy is not something that my two or three catties of brain capacity can carry.

Therefore, the memory of the main god of calamity is collected by the main godhead, and only when he thinks of something, will he have a flash of inspiration and be extracted.

This also explains why Tang Chuan would come up with certain ideas that he had never known from time to time, and he would understand high-dimensional syllables and communicate seamlessly with the main gods.

But his main consciousness body, who has been a mortal for twenty-three years, has a blank slate for his understanding of all things in the universe.

As a result, it is very difficult to trigger useful memories in your mind.

For example, Tang Chuan now wants to return to his hometown, and the memories sealed in his mind vaguely and vaguely tell him that there are at least tens of millions of ways to easily let himself return.

But what are those methods, because the conceptual scope of the idea of "wanting to go back to home" is just too big.

It is not possible to lead out of the depths of memory and a clear way to solve this problem exactly.

This made Tang Chuan a little distressed and helpless.

But......

Can I use fantasy weapons to build and achieve the goal I want to go home?

Fantasy weapons, this is the only thing Tang Chuan can rely on now except for the meat ball behind him.

Maybe it's a bit embarrassing to just let it teleport itself back out of thin air.

But if I make good use of such a powerful thing, I may be able to become a bridge for me to return to my hometown, or at least a part of the bridge.

Artificial intelligence!

Tang Chuan, with his shallow thinking, thought of this thing for the first time.

The high-tech products in science fiction movies usually have their own artificial intelligence, and artificial intelligence, although created by people, can help humans accomplish things that are impossible for mortal brains!

When I have this vague idea in my mind, I trigger the fantasy attribute that is implicated in me.

After confirming his thoughts, Tang Chuan could feel that the fantasy attribute had consumed a very small part, and in front of the main console of the shuttle, a blue ball of light appeared.

The ball of light bloomed like a flower bud, and out of it came a vague blue humanoid light.

The details of the humanoid light and shadow were perfected in his mind, and in the end, a tall, classical long-haired woman was like a blue energy body, close to the substance.

The classical beauty looked at Tang Chuan with a smile and said, "Master, please give me a name." ”

Tang Chuan knew that this was the artificial intelligence projection that he evolved with his own thinking logic and consumption of fantasy attributes!

This artificial intelligence projection will constantly improve its own behavioral logic in the time it is in contact with itself, so as to adapt to its own ideas and become its own virtuous helper.

And because it is an artificial intelligence conceived by her own life experience, she has her own way of expression, such as the decimal system unique to her hometown, such as idioms, poems and other modifiers unique to human beings.

Tang Chuan was like seeing the dawn at this moment, and finally mentioned a trace of excitement, and said:

"Quintasha! Your name, from now on, until I am buried in the sea of stars, is constant, and your name is Quintasha! ”

Quintasha tilted her head, her long wavy hair fell like a waterfall, intellectual and elegant, and said, "Okay, master, Quintasha is my eternal name, but if you are buried in the sea of stars, I will cease to exist." ”

Tang Chuan nodded and said tentatively: "Kuntasha, probe, how long has it been since I came to the main universe." ”

Only for a moment.

Kuntasha glanced at Tang Chuan, frowned, and said: "According to the thoughts and feelings you transmitted, as well as your physical condition, starting from the main temple, you have been in the main universe for a full seventy-eight hours, and your body's endocrine has been out of balance, and you are in serious sub-health, you ...... It's time to meet humanity, and to communicate with your own kind may be able to reconcile your current decadent mind and physical condition. ”