It was dark in front of him, and then the familiar picture in the carriage appeared in the bottom of his eyes, the two benevolent brothers in the opposite bunk were lying on the bed with their backs to him, and the eldest sister under the bunk was also busy playing with her mobile phone, Duan Jingling couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, fortunately no one found out, otherwise it would be a lot of fun.

The tension passed, and as soon as the mood relaxed, Duan Jingling found that he had a magical change, and his body was full of strength, although he realized it when he was in the space just now, but he didn't expect it to be synchronized in the real world, and the world in his eyes was much clearer, not only the colors were much richer, but even the subtleties that he didn't usually notice were also touched, the trees flashing outside the window couldn't escape the capture of his sight, the sense of hearing was enhanced, the breathing sound of the three people in the same car, the sound of walking in the aisle, The voices next door are all in the ears, which is amazing.

This discovery made him very excited, and if the power obtained in space could be used in reality, then his fate would be completely rewritten.

Immediately, I felt a little sticky on my body, although it was very slight and gave off a little smell of sweat, but if I didn't pay attention, I couldn't smell it.

Back to reality, without worrying about revealing the stuffing, Duan Jingling had plenty of time to think, although he couldn't wait to enter the space again, he still forced himself to suppress this thought, because he didn't know what form he entered the space, in case it was a physical body, the risk was too great, and it was not worth the risk.

In order to distract himself, Duan Jingling began to think about how he got this god-making space, all the doubts pointed to the phone card, but the old man was even more suspicious, he just looked sloppy, how could he have the slightest sense of enlightenment, but Huaxia has been able to multiply since ancient times, and there are many strange people, and it is not good to say that he has met one of them, but why not say it bluntly, but to be so secretive?

Also, what kind of god-making space is definitely not a mortal thing, and the number is definitely not much, so why did the old man choose himself, his luck since he was a child is not good, not to mention that he will be blown by the wind and hit his head by stones on the road, but it is not much better, it is the greatest luck in his life to get Liu Xiaojuan's favor, but now that he has broken up, he will run from time to time, is Jitai coming?

After thinking about it for a long time, to no avail, Duan Jingling could only give up, even if he jumped off the train now, he would definitely not find anyone to verify when he went back.

Although the time to enter the space just now is not long, but the amount of information in it is still very large, first of all, the space of the gods should be a magical place where the virtual and the real are combined, the virtual part is reflected in the data, and the real part is reflected in the real aspect, which seems contradictory, but it is perfectly combined.

The god-making space only binds its own soul, and it is the soul that wants to enter instead of the body, but this problem still needs to be verified, the Yanhuang bloodline can activate the god-level talent It should be a very high-level bloodline, but the space can detect it, does it mean that this bloodline has appeared and been recognized, so he immediately passed the choice of space, then who will this person be, or this is not a person, but a group, after all, it is impossible to test whether Yanhuang is a person or a group.

Hey, the Yanhuang period exists in legends, I don't know how many years ago, it has long disappeared in the long river of history, but will the myth of the Yanhuang era be related to this space? If this is the case, does it mean that he can also create a glorious history of his own, thinking of this, Duan Jingling was excited, and his whole body couldn't help but tremble slightly because of excitement.

With power, you don't have to worry about money, and even power can be easily obtained, and you don't have to look at other people's faces when the time comes, and there will never be a woman who dislikes you when the time comes...... Duan Jingling thought about it a lot, and even he didn't realize it, thinking that he had let go of this relationship, but he didn't know that he was buried deeper in his heart, Liu Xiaojuan's departure still deeply pierced his soul, although it was not to the point of cynicism, but it also made his attitude towards women quietly change.

Time passed little by little, the sky was getting dark, the people in the carriage obviously didn't know each other, occasionally communicated, and they also chatted politely, everyone maintained enough vigilance, especially for Duan Jingling, even more so guarded, as long as he came down to eat or went to the aisle for a stroll, the other three would be guarded, the contempt in his eyes was obvious, as if he was a thief looking for a target.

This made him angry and helpless, after all, people didn't do anything out of the ordinary, so he could only scold a few times in his heart: Hmph, dogs look down on people!

Then he thought, don't be angry, I have the space to create gods, and I am destined to be extraordinary in the future, why should I be like them, Duan Jingling smiled openly, and when he fell asleep, there was a slight smile on the corner of his mouth.

At dawn in the east, the train stopped at Shachang Station in Nam Ho Province.

Duan Jingling walked out of the station, looking at this familiar and somewhat unfamiliar homeland, he closed his eyes, spread his arms, faced the rising sun, and smiled!

This is the place where I was born and raised, and it will also be the beginning of a turning point in my fate!

Duan Jingling finished reading silently, opened his eyes, pulled his suitcase, and strode forward.

Duan Jingling's home is in the suburbs, under the jurisdiction of Lanwan District, Shachang City, is a native of Duanjia Village, Pingjing Town, his mother died of illness when he was six years old, he spent a lot of money at that time, owed a lot of debt, his father was a mason, and since then he has worked hard to pay off his debts, and he has fallen ill, his grandfather passed away at the age of sixteen, and he sold the old house handed down by his ancestors to pay off completely, and the whole ten years of hard life exhausted his father's body, and at the same time also created his tenacious character, he did not ask for anything, everything had to rely on himself, and the family began to improve a little when he was a freshman, but he encountered a thunderbolt from the sky, and his father died, speaking of which, In addition to the help of well-wishers, he was able to graduate completely by his own efforts, studied very hard to get a scholarship, and went out to be a tutor whenever he had free time, so he successfully graduated, and even fell in love with Liu Xiaojuan in his junior year, he couldn't take out any money to manage this relationship well, so he felt indebted to her.

Duan Jingling's love was humble and very tired, although it stung him when he really broke up, it was not a relief.

I haven't been back for two whole years, and the house is covered with a thick layer of ash, and the house was built before my father got married, and the family was quite passable at that time, if it weren't for my mother's illness that dragged the family down, it wouldn't be the end it is now.

I was busy until ten o'clock in the evening to clean up, lying on the bed and taking out my mobile phone to enter the space, but I found that the icon was gone, although I was a little surprised, but I didn't think much about it, turned on the camera to adjust the angle, lay back on the bed, and silently recited "Enter the god-making space".