"You say, there is a god next to the goddess Rena who can hit you hard in an instant?"

"That's right, but the other party is a sneak attack..."

"Alright, you can come back first." Not wanting to hear Liyuan's words to save face for himself, Pan Zhen hung up the communication.

Warring states... Xuan Mo has a top-level god-killing martial arts.

After pondering for a while, Pan Zhen walked towards the Heavenly Dao Tower.

In front of the golden energy torch, Pan Zhen knelt down.

"My god, the goddess Rena went to Earth and met an unknown god, claiming to be from the Warring States, it should be a civilization, I speculate that it should be a main god-level powerhouse."

"What do you want to know?" A majestic voice rang out.

"Wechen wants to know what we should do, and the goddess Rena is suspected of developing a romantic relationship with this god."

The space was quiet for two seconds...

"Warring States, I haven't heard of it, God, I don't know, wait and see... If you can, pull in... Courtesy. ”

In a few simple words, Pan Zhen understood what he meant and respectfully retired.

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In the space we are in, there are many miniature spatial wormholes, which are invisible to the naked eye, so we have to turn on the dark eye, which can identify unexpected light and color in the normal spectrum, so that we can clearly capture the space wormhole cloud.

Then by driving dark energy, distort the space, and gather the wormhole together, enough objects to pass through, but it is not that you can pass through if you want to, we also need to analyze the transported object, otherwise it will be decomposed by the micro-wormhole in the space in the process of transportation.

Rose is teaching the group wormhole handling in class, not expecting them to be able to carry themselves, but hoping that they will be able to carry their own armor and weapons.

It's just that as she spoke, she remembered Xuan Mo's space technology, which was more advanced than the space technology she currently mastered, and of course she had already started to contact it with Xuan Mo's help.

The common micro-wormhole transportation technology, to put it bluntly, is that there are many particles containing small space in space, but these particles are invisible to the naked eye, and they need a dark eye, that is, a dark plane analysis eye.

Later, through dark energy, these particles containing small space are matched together to form micro-wormholes for people to pass through, such as those large wormholes, which can pass through battleships, which is actually this technology.

It's just that it requires the help of a supercomputer, which is difficult to do close to an individual because there is not enough computation.

But Xuan Mo's space technology is different, Rose still remembers the knowledge that Xuan Mo told herself, how unbelievable she was.

With advanced calculations, the space is directly torn apart, and this space is like being completely composed of micro-wormholes, and it is precisely because it is completely composed of micro-wormholes, or this space is a wormhole, so it is very stable, and there is no need to worry about being decomposed.

In terms of the degree of spatial teleportation, she is undoubtedly more clever about the micro-wormhole technology she is currently controlling, after all, she is collecting and condensing the free micro-wormholes in the space for use, and she also needs to analyze her own reinforcement to ensure that they will not be decomposed by other free micro-wormholes.

But what Xuan Mo taught her was to directly open a wormhole plane! There is no need to parse the conveyed object.

Xuan Mo called this subspace.

It was the mezzanine between the positive matter space and the antimatter space, all of which she had never touched, not only her, but she believed that most civilizations in the known universe had not been exposed to this kind of knowledge.

After all, the wormhole technology she knows is the mainstream of space technology.

The wormhole technique that Xuan Mo taught her is more perfect than her micro-wormhole technique, but what needs to be paid attention to is to set the coordinate points, if the coordinates are wrong, it is likely to get lost in subspace, or it may touch the antimatter space that Xuan Mo said, and then annihilate.

Of course, it may also be ejected from the main plane, and if you don't control it yourself, the probability is between five or five open, but in the case of self-dominance, even if you make a mistake, you will return to the main plane, but the position is uncertain.

The safest thing is to build a space channel, so that even if an accident occurs, it can be 100% able to return to the main plane, Xuan Mo said that the teleportation array must build a space channel, such as a single body or a warship passing through, the space channel is not inevitable, after all, the project is huge.

In general, in terms of space shuttle, it is still much safer than building a wormhole.

However, there is no clear distinction between the knowledge that Xuan Mo handed over to her and her own knowledge, after all, it is all spatial knowledge, but the utilization rate of what to do is different.

Xuan Mo led her into a new spatial realm, not subverting her perception of space.

Space... It's not going to change.

Coming back to her senses, Rose's gaze swept down in anger.

"Ge Xiaolun, are you looking at me or at the blackboard!"

"Sister Rose, your ass is too round, Xiao Lun can't hold it." Zhao Xin put his legs on the table and said in a solemn manner.

Rose's eyes froze.

"Stay away." Xuan Mo, who was only here to observe, said to Liu Chuang, who was sitting next to Zhao Xin.

The latter was too busy to shift positions.

Almost at the same time as Liu Chuang's movements, Rose waved his hand, and a micro-wormhole with a large water tank mouth appeared above Zhao Xin's head, and a pillar of seawater poured down, and the wormhole closed after a second.

Zhao Xin has become a soup chicken, but fortunately, Rose has also opened a few small wormholes in the ground and transferred the seawater, otherwise there will be no one in this house.

"Ahem."

Zhao Xin was choked by the sea and coughed, and there was a kelp hanging on the top of his head.

Seeing this, Ge Xiaolun shrunk his neck.

"There's a meeting later, let's come along." Then Rena said suddenly.

Xuan Mo nodded and looked at Rose: "Don't talk nonsense with them anymore, just pass the relevant information to their personal computers, and let them think about it slowly." ”

Micro-wormhole transport technology is not difficult to understand, which is to use dark energy to distort space to absorb the smiling wormhole and form a wormhole for people or things to pass through.

The main point is that the person or object that needs to be analyzed and transported, which is also the difficulty in the microwormhole handling technology, after all, the formation of the microwormhole is a set of fixed formulas, and the transported object needs to be solved by itself.

If the calculation is successful, it will not be able to be transported, and the people in the male soldier company are not Du Rose, and they do not have the Space-Time Rose gene, so they don't need to specialize in wormhole technology excessively.

All they need to do is mark their equipment data and be able to carry it.

There are not many civilizations that understand this set of ideas, and there are many who can use them, but very few apply them to individuals, because they have no super soldiers and no gods.

And Ge Xiaolun's super genes give them such abilities, as long as they are willing to learn, they can do this.

As for building a space arsenal, they still don't think about it, it's more difficult than carrying a microwormhole, the space arsenal is to imprison a space particle, add a lock to it, and open the lock to get something when needed.

The steps are simple, but the degree of cumbersomeness is too complicated, the most important point is the space lock, without a solid space lock, then no one can open it?

Hearing Xuan Mo's words, Rose nodded, and she also found that except for a few who could understand, the others she was playing the piano to the cow.

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