Chapter 031: Twisted Star Field

Generally speaking, star civilizations are inseparable from stars.

Not because of how important stars are.

It's just that no one will have too much of this kind of free glowing thing.

Except for the star field in front of Luden's eyes.

Not only does it have no stars, but even time is chaotic, strictly speaking, everything here is chaotic.

Even the constitution of the Nebula Empire will be invalid in this starless field.

This is the Promised Land and the Land of the Lawless.

It has another name - the Warped Starfield.

"This mask can adjust its appearance, and even familiar people can't recognize you at the first time."

"Put on this bracelet and he'll fix your time flow."

The ship had slowly landed, and Arnold was making final confirmations with Ludon.

He repeatedly emphasized,

"According to official information, time here is very chaotic, no one knows where this time confusion comes from, and the force field generated by the bracelet can ensure that the flow of time around you is normal."

"Got it, got it."

Ludon was a little nonchalant, waved his hand, nudged Arnold away, and walked straight out of the ship.

The planet they landed on was very lively, and the ship used state-of-the-art visual stealth technology so that no one noticed them.

At the fifth stop, Ludon and Arnold are going to act separately.

The first thing Ludon did when he stepped out of the spaceship was to rip off the bracelet on his wrist.

He still remembers the cosmic truth that Ai Sheng had an epiphany - no one can fool time.

Ludon also believes that no one in this world can fool time.

Since time cannot be changed, there is no possibility of time turbulence, and there is no technology to stabilize time.

Looking at the essence through the phenomenon, time turbulence is false, and stable time is also false.

Isn't it very chicken to wear a fake on yourself?

Is Luden a man in a fake?!

He doesn't need a fake, nor does he need to keep time settling.

Since time in the Warped Star Field is twisted, Ludon wants to see how twisted it really is.

Tossing the bracelet in the trash, Ludon walked out of the alley and disappeared into the crowd of the city.

Not long after he left, a homeless man was looking for a bottle cap nearby, and as soon as he opened the trash can, he found the bracelet on top.

The homeless man's eyes flashed with essence, and his thin hands were grabbed out violently, and the bracelet was clenched in his hands.

"Time binders?!"

He knew it, and exclaimed in his heart, trying not to make any noise for himself,

"The cheapest of this thing also starts with tens of billions of Nebula coins!"

"Why haven't you seen this one?"

"Fake? Try. Hiss โ€“ it's true! โ€

โ€œ.โ€

After throwing away the bracelet, Ludon began to wander aimlessly around the city, like a tourist from out of town.

He soon met the first person he could speak, a child.

"Hey, you're new here, aren't you? Hey! โ€

The child yelled at him, his jewel-like eyes blinking and blinking, like the stars in the sky, and his eyes were full of curiosity when he looked at Luden.

Ludon looked at the child with the same eyes, but did not speak.

The child was dissatisfied and said, "Hey, I'm talking to you, hey! โ€

Ludon's eyes rolled and he asked curiously,

"Why are you talking like that?"

The child was puzzled, "Hey, what kind of talk?" Hey! โ€

"You must say hi at the beginning and hey at the end"

Halfway through Luden's words, he seemed to have the answer, and said to himself,

"Is it related to time, this kind of communication, similar to radio dialogue, because time here is chaotic, so you need to mark the beginning and the end when speaking?"

The child shrugged his shoulders,

"Hey, what a weirdo, why do you have to ask a question that you know the answer to, why don't you think about it too much, too, who knows how long it took you to come up with this answer, hey!"

He said the old man in one breath, but the last hi word dragged on with an end note.

Strangely, this time the speed of speech was so fast, like three times, or even four times, that Lutdon could only hear a head and an end.

Ludon ignored the other party's taunt and threw out another question,

"Hey, how do you know I'm new here? Hey! โ€

He learns to speak like a child, adding two 'hi' and 'hey' words before and after the utterance.

This time the child did not answer, but pointed to his wrist.

The child has a watch on his wrist on which three needles are turned.

Luton stared at his watch for a moment, and immediately saw the clue.

The forward speed of the second hand is very strange, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, when it is fast, it is like an electric fan, and when it is slow, it just lies on its stomach and does not move.

Obviously, this watch does not have the function of stabilizing time, it can only be used as a record and reference.

The meaning of a child is simple.

People who distort the star field will record time like him.

Of course, ordinary people can't afford to enjoy such things as time fixers. Those who can really enjoy it will not come to the Twisted Star Field.

A well-energy, extremely durable watch, of course, is standard.

And Luden's wrist is empty, naturally it can't be an old man here, it can only be a newcomer.

Ludon nodded, signaling that he understood.

The child asked, "Hey, what are you doing here?" Hey! โ€

"Hey, I'm here to catch up with some old friends, hey!"

The child immediately understood,

"Hey, haven't you guys been in touch for a long time? We people here really don't like to contact the outside world, hey! โ€

Luden nodded, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, it was true that he hadn't been in touch for some days.

From Luden's point of view, he had only been separated from the magician and the others for a few days.

But the magicians have spent an almost infinite number of long years.

Ludon asked,

"Hey, do you know where to find someone?"

After speaking, he looked at the child, and the child looked at him, and the two stared at each other.

After a while, Ludon added, "Hey! โ€

When he heard this word, the child spoke,

"Hey, of course I know, you're here at the right time, I don't know how often the event will be held, the organizers will fix the time of the stage, everyone can sign up, if you want to find someone, it's always right! Hi! โ€

The grand event in the child's mouth suddenly made Ludon interested.

He pulled a flyer out of his bosom, slipped it into Ludon's hand, and ran away with a puff of smoke.

His running motion is comical, and in Luden's view, it looks like a broken TV screen, on which the screen will fast-forward and then stagnate.

Luton had already grasped a few things about the distortion of time.

At the moment, his attention was entirely focused on the flyer in his hand.

I don't know how often the event will take place?

On the day of Luden's arrival?

There is no such coincidence in the world, at least not in the Warped Star Field.

It seems that this event will not be able to go.

On the flyer, the name of the event broke into Luden's field of vision:

ใ€Twisted Star Field Bragging Conferenceใ€‘

(End of chapter)