"A gateway to subspace? Don't you have one? Why use Rick's? Engel asked.

"Lost the one of mine." Norman said, his tone as flat as a glass of water.

"Lost? That's the key to subspace, and you can lose it? Engel suddenly burst into a rage, "The key of the administrator is the main passage, there are tens of thousands of passages inside, leading to different spaces, how can you be sure that you will not go wrong without the guidance of the administrator?" If you walk into other high-level sub-spaces, you'll die! ”

"Can't you do it again?"

"Speaking of ease, the sub-space is easy to create by light chasers, and it is very difficult for the pioneers to make sub-sub-space, and our current highest-level sub-space is just a glass cover compared to the real sub-space, and it will take at least 6 years to build an SS-level sub-space, and it will be when the technology and resources are at their peak!"

"Isn't Skot good?" Norman asked.

"He's mentally retarded, and now it's hard to even understand people's words, how can he create a subspace for you?"

“Cao！” Norman realized the seriousness of the matter, "Well, go in first, let him out first." He pushed open the spatial rift and slipped inside, Engel following him.

"This TM is the total channel." Norman marveled as he walked through a long corridor into a spherical space with many small doors at the border, which, from the outside, seemed to fit only a basketball.

Because the space was spherical and uncomfortable to stand on two feet, Engel twisted his body and extended two wings from his back, merging his legs into a single tail.

"It's still so comfortable." Engel sighed and flew straight to the top of the space, "Keep up, Norman." ”

Norman took off his coat and threw it out of the entrance, his coat too thick to prevent his wings from sticking out.

"Damn, if you're used to staying on Earth, you can't fly anymore." Norman flapped his wings a few times and flew towards Engel.

"Where does this lead?" Norman pointed to the top door.

"This is a sub-passage, leading to all SS-class sub-spaces." Engel explains.

"Those too?" Norman asked, pointing to the other doors.

"The bottom one is SSS-class, the one on the right is S-class, and the one on the left leads to V-class."

Norman remembers that the symbol S stands for danger, V stands for unpredictability, and O stands for safety. "Is there an O-class?"

"Yes, there's another passage in the middle of the main passage that leads to the O-class, and you don't see it." Engel reached out and touched the door of the SS-Class passage, a crack formed in front of him the moment he touched it.

"Let's go." Engel flew in, and Norman slowly flew to the entrance, when suddenly a hand reached out from inside and dragged him inside.

Norman never expected that there were so many SS-class subspaces.

"There's a mark on buying a subspace," Engel said, "and that space is built by you, so you can find it yourself." ”

Norman looked at so many entrances to the space, and he estimated that there were at least a few hundred. The door to buy an entrance was almost identical, and his head was about to burst. "Who the designed this, every door is so similar, how can you find it?" Norman scolded. Suddenly, he saw a familiar pattern. For some reason, he remembered his childhood, he seemed to have seen this pattern, but he couldn't get up first.

This should be it. Norman thought to himself. He reached out and touched the door. A crack appeared in the space in front of him, and that's when he noticed that the nanocells in his body were oozing out of the skin, forming armor without any notice.

Before he could react to what was going on, a large amount of energy poured out of the crack, and the temperature in the space instantly rose to several thousand degrees, and it was still increasing. The nanolayer on the surface of his armor began to peel off, and another layer randomly grew where it fell off, but it continued to fall off due to the high temperature. Norman suddenly remembered that Engel's nano-crops were not the same model as his own, and they were not as resistant to high temperatures as his own armor!

At this point, the temperature suddenly dropped for some reason, and Norman hurried to Engel's side to check on him. Engel is alive. "What's going on?" Engel asked.

"I don't know." Norman shook his head, "I warned you to upgrade your armor a long time ago. ”

Engel looked at a spatial rift and said, "For safety reasons, the entrance to subspace can last too long, and it will close after a while, and it will take a cooling period to open. If you want to open the entrance, you can only do it from the inside. We need to hurry. ”

Norman saw that the entrance was indeed a little smaller, so he quickly flew in. But Norman's first sight wasn't Skot, nor Jackson, Skot's caretaker, but Rick's older brother, Ryddil!

"Surprised, huh." Redier smiled, "Although I can't enter the SSS-level sub-space, the SS-level space is okay. ”

"Even so, you've wasted a lot of effort." "The receiver on your chest seems to be on at full power." ”

Redir glanced down, "Seventy percent." He looked up at Norman again and said, "Are you trying to ask me where Jackson and Skot are?" Right behind me. Reddhir walked to the side and turned his avatar around Norman, and Jackson and Skot flew towards Norman. That guy is very powerful, but he lacks a string in his brain. Rydir pointed at Skot and said, "I stunned them just to protect myself, and besides, pioneers aren't a good thing in the first place." ”

Norman was horrified when he heard this, he actually knew what he was thinking! He showed no signs of looking for Jackson at all, and he even knew it.

"You carry the reactor on your chest every day, aren't you tired?" Engel's provocative tone made Reddit a little angry. With a wave of his hand, he threw Engel directly into the air at the boundary of space. "It's your business! Warn you once, it's best not to mess with me! ”