"Nani? A city from another world? Isn't this a prison, how can you still get out? The cactus said as she followed the pebbles.

With that, I went to the ticket hall opposite.

"Come and get a soft seat ticket for two people in a different city."

"Which district of the otherworldly city are you going to?"

"It's just the road terminal, which district, let's go over and take the bus airship."

"Alright then, two hundred in total."

After the pebble and the conductor finished speaking, the payment was made, and the cactus was pulled into the subway that seemed to be from the previous era.

The cactus wanted to ask what was going on with all this, but the cactus who was familiar with this world came here and became like a big boy who didn't know anything, and he had to ask about everything.

As the wheels of the train began to turn slowly, all the metal around the cactus began to fade until it became transparent. The cactus is like sitting in the air and floating. With all the passengers, it just kept moving forward with the transparent train, without a hint of wind.

The cactus saw that the passengers on the transparent train were all facing each other, sitting in two rows at a distance of half a meter, and the two rows of people stretched out into the invisible place. There is no sky, no earth, no sun, no clouds, no birds. There is only a starry sky, countless stars, a nebula in the sky. Cactus thought, we're flying to space.

Just as the cactus was silent in an infinite reverie, the cactus saw a door. A slippery door, a mirror-like door. The door slowly opened, and the starry sky reflected on it seemed to have folded into space, and the opposite side of the door was an indescribable color, white? Is it black? No, it's a color that cacti have never seen before.

"Welcome to Earth's first developed parallel space, the Otherworldly City. Next, we will arrive at the main station of the town of 'Seven Days of the Last Days'. Please check your bags and all valuables. When the train arrives, we will transport you to the ground with a tick. Please be prepared to see you again. ”

It turns out that this is a parallel space

backbite

There was a light in front of him again, and the cactus only felt that he was in a trance in front of him, and he wanted to vomit a little. Can you still get motion sickness when teleporting? There are always imperfections in technology.

The cactus squinted its eyes and subconsciously looked at the pebbles. There was a slight flush on her long, plain white face, as if she had just exercised. Her long flowing hair rose in the breeze, as if the green branches of the willow trees by the lake were smiling quietly at the lake. A white tight-fitting suit highlights her graceful body.

The cactus felt that his nosebleed was about to erupt like a rocket into the sky, taking him into the dreamlike stars.

But the pebbles also stared at the cactus and said; "Your snot is coming out."

Hearing this, the cactus instantly petrified. It took a second before the cactus pulled out a napkin from his pocket and took out one to blow his nose.

"No way, I didn't go to the doctor for a long time when I had a cold when I was a child, and my nose was a little inflamed." The cactus explained so.

But this city is not what the cactus imagined, no, it was something that the cactus could not have imagined before. There was nothing in the sky, no sun, no stars, no moon, only a pale yellow light emitted from nowhere, and countless warships and merchant ships spread like clouds in the sky, flying to places where the cacti didn't know anything about it.

A bird that looks like a pterosaur flies over the cactus's head. Then a group of teenagers flirted so much that they flew over the cactus's head, and they fell so that the spit star smashed right on the cactus's nose. Then the cactus also saw a tank firing at a skyscraper. After the sound of the cannonballs came billowing smoke, and after the smoke was still as bright as it had just been wiped.

What's even more strange is that a group of people walked in front of the cactus and went underground, and the cactus couldn't see them.

What is this, what is this, is this challenging the intelligence of the cactus? Where is there such a place in the world? The Wizarding World? Heaven? Hell? Demon Realm?

The cactus really can't figure out the physical properties of this place. I just saw myself outside a huge station, the sound of trains whizzing by, and the roar of airplanes shook the heart of the cactus. At the foot of the cactus is a crossroads, four huge and earth-sized television sets with traffic lights suspended in the air without poles. But these traffic lights are all three colors all the time. If you look closely, there are different advertisements in every three lights.

In the green light is an underwear advertisement, in the red light is a rocket artillery advertisement, and in the yellow light is a home advertisement. Also, it's hard to see clearly in the traffic lights on the side.

Cactus heaven, what kind of place is this, is this the so-called parallel space?

Yes, is it true that the physical laws of parallel space here are not controlled by the physical laws of the world over there? That is, the laws of physics here are artificial?

The cactus was in confusion as a flying skateboarder and a tank collided with each other, and after they touched each other like stones into the water, the space around them rippled, and then they both rushed over.

They collided, but nothing happened, and they just walked straight.

It seems that the life of the cactus is about to start again. The cactus knows nothing about this worldly realm.

So, like a country boy, the cactus stepped into the asphalt road of the city for the first time, to see every building, to appreciate everyone, to listen to every story.

"Is this a planet?" The cactus asked.

"Yes, but there is only one place in this universe, and that is where we stand at our feet." Pebbles said.

"Okay, now we're done, we're going to make money. By the way, I heard that you have been in a war, how about we go to war? Pebbles continued.

"War? Doesn't it take some opportunity to participate in the war? That's how the cactus used to be, wandering the streets with nothing to do, and when a soldier saw the cactus, he called the cactus away, "The cactus reminisces about the past."

"Didn't you see a tank bombing the house just now? There is war everywhere here. However, the war we will be participating in is the quadrennial 'Womper Cup' Round the World Championship. It's going to start tomorrow, let's go, let's sign up. With that, she pulled the sleeve of the cactus and walked across the zebra crossing.

Across the zebra crossing is a large, wide metal road, lined with one- or two-story shops, occasionally one or two hundred meters high. However, the end of the road stretches all the way to the skyline.

There were no people on the road, and the occasional flying machine flew by. Some of the aircraft accidentally drove into the building on the side of the road, but after a while they flew out again, could it be that he had just learned to drive a flying car?

As we walked, we left the sidewalk in front of the shop and walked into the middle of the metal road, and there was still a hint of pleasure in the occasional passing traffic passing through our bodies.

Walking up to a bus sign, they stopped. The pebbles pressed on it. Immediately, two regular oval metal cakes flew out of the ground. The pebble motioned for the cactus to stand up, and the cactus stood up.

In an instant, the cactus's feet seemed to dissolve into the metal cake, and they couldn't pull it out even if they wanted to. Then it began to stagger, and it didn't take long for it to fly so fast that the cactus's face was almost blown away by the wind. Looking back, the pebbles actually had a transparent shroud, and her still figure slid in the wind without a trace of wind ruffling her hair. Because she has a hood.

"Oh my God, I'm going to cover it too," the cactus said sadly. And then the cactus also has a hood. However, the cactus doesn't know what's going on, it seems to be formed instantly. Hey, whatever, it's okay to have it, why do you want to do so much.

Flying and flying, the cactus fell asleep against the hood.

"Cactus, get up." The voice of the pebbles shouted cactus.

When I opened my eyes, I was dizzy for a while, how could the cactus be in the universe? Why don't cacti in the universe wear spacesuits yet? If you don't wear a spacesuit, why didn't the cactus die? Forget it if you're not dead, how can there be so many missile lasers here, as well as exploding spaceships and flying debris?

As far as the eye can see, the endless spaceship is constantly torn apart by the firepower of the other party under the magnificent starry sky, and the boundless wreckage stands like a tombstone in the vast void.

Is this a cosmic war? No, this is supposed to be a cup of destruction, doesn't it start tomorrow?

The cactus looked at the pebble with puzzled eyes, and the cobblestone's winkling eyes also looked at the cactus, and she said, "We flew for one day, and now it's the next day." ”

The cactus asked, "How is the time calculated here?" ”