Ji Yan looked at the giant in silence.

The giant appears to be crawling, with one hand on the ground and the other covering its mouth.

A closer look reveals that it was a young woman.

The big blue eyes were staring at him curiously and in surprise, and from time to time a "pop" sound leaked out of the hand covering his mouth.

Is this the caller this time? A giant that hasn't grown yet?

Why does it feel like she's a little out of shape.

Ji Yan observed left and right, and his round head shook slightly.

All around was a deep darkness, like the mouth of a bottomless abyss.

There are tall walls that envelop the place, like a cage.

Near the wall, there is an exaggerated wooden building with four pillars, on top of which are large square objects.

The wooden building has a familiar shape that looks like a simple table.

Ji Yan raised his tentacles, which were not as jerky as he imagined, as if these were originally his hands and feet, and they might be more flexible than his hands and feet.

The eight tentacles swim together, and there is no rush and no sense of division.

He made a simple move.

I felt the rough cylindrical object beneath me, which was a pile of straw stalks laid flat on the ground.

Combined with the wooden building that looked like a table no matter how it looked, Ji Yan had some bad premonitions in his heart.

There are only two possibilities at the moment,

One is that he came to the land of giants.

And the other is that Ji Yan's body is shrinking now, so everything looks like it has been magnified.

Just when Ji Yan frowned and thought, the giantess made a new move.

Alice looked at the exact same features described in the book, and her heart was irrepressibly joyful, and her eyes couldn't help but narrow.

Yes! It's Optos!

It's Optos in my mother's mouth!

It's the Optus of the books!

Optus who loves to help people!

For Alice, he is like a fairy tale coming into reality, and at the same time carries memories of herself and her mother.

And......

Optos is so cute, Alice's eyes seem to be shining with stars.

To her, Optos had no divine majesty at all, but was like a little goblin.

Ji Yan's current appearance can indeed be said to be very cute, which is very similar to the avatar.

Alice couldn't help but put down the little hand covering her mouth, and then little by little stretched out her paw to Ji Yan who was thinking.

In addition to her surprise, she also had a hint of unease, suspecting that all this was the world she had imagined.

So I just wanted to determine if Optos really existed.

A small finger slowly approached, as if afraid to disturb Him.

The distance between Alice and Ji Yan was getting closer and closer, and she took a deep breath, and the uneasiness in her heart became more and more serious.

Just when she was only a foot away, her fingers stopped moving forward, and the whole person's movements stopped completely.

At the same time, all the noisy sounds outside suddenly fell silent.

The sound of Alice's breathing, the muttering of the drunkard next door, the ticking of water dripping on the stone slab from the eaves outside.

All of this is gone, and the whole world is incredibly quiet.

time, was suspended.

Ji Yan glanced at the outstretched fingers, and then the eight tentacles worked together.

Suddenly, he soared into the air, but did not fall from mid-air.

He seemed to have entered the water, his tentacles moved slightly, and his body slid through the air, so smooth that it was impossible to speak.

Ji Yan bypassed the small finger, and then crossed a graceful curve.

He could see the drop of water that had stopped in mid-air, and with a slight sweep of the tentacle, it immediately collapsed.

When he came to the huge table, the square thing Ji Yan saw was the book left by Alice's mother.

A pale blue tentacle opened it, and he saw familiar words in his eyes.

It is the universal language of this world.

Ji Yan was slightly silent and looked at Alice, who had stopped moving.

If you look at it from a high angle, everything is much more normal.

It was obviously nothing more than a little girl of about ten years old.

Ji Yan was a little incredulous about this, looking around, there were four walls here, all the things were only a table, a roll of straw, a few books, and nothing else.

You must know that the summoning that Ji Yan has experienced has all used a lot of mysterious materials, which is not at all imaginable by poor people.

So, how did she summon herself today?

Is it just this box of matches?

I saw an ordinary matchbox appear in front of Ji Yan.

It hovered in mid-air, the box slowly spinning.

The matchbox has been squeezed, so there are some wrinkles on it, and there are traces of water that have not dried, which makes people worry about whether the matches inside can still be lit properly.

No matter how Ji Yan perceived it, all the results told him that this was just a box of normal matches that could no longer be normal, and there was no special function at all.

In this regard, Ji Yan had no choice but to put it away and hand it over to the system for inspection after he went back.

Time was still paused, and he dragged the book on the table and flipped through a few pages, only to find that it contained a story about the account.

His eyes lit up, and he turned the book back to the first page to look at it.

In the world of stopping, time has no concept, no length.

When Ji Yan finished browsing every book on the table, the time in the real world still didn't move for half a second.

Alice remained in that position, and the scattered droplets remained in mid-air.

Time stops......

What an amazing force.

Ji Yan repeatedly recalled the contents of the book in his heart.

Optus is the name of this account.

His power is tied to time, and all these books contain depictions of his use of time.

Accelerated growth, reverse growth, and the pause of time are all just a thought.

Just like now, as long as Ji Yan has one thought, the current time can flow again.

He continued to look at the book in his hand, and in an instant, the book changed drastically.

The creases on it quickly disappeared, and the stained pages were as polished as ever.

The whole book is completely new, as if it has just been bound, and you can still smell the scent of ink.

Obviously, Ji Yan has imposed a time reversal on it, which is why such a change has occurred.

He looked at the table below him again, and some of the nicks, the dull marks, and even some of the decaying places on the table had reverted to their freshly made appearance.

All kinds of thoughts flashed in Ji Yan's heart, and finally turned into an unspeakable expectation.

Time goes backwards......

Outside, Alice's chest began to rise and fall, the muttering of the drunkard next door resounded, and the broken droplets of water continued to fall to the ground with a ticking sound.

The volume of the world is turned back on, and a series of noisy sounds rise and fall on each other.

At this moment, Alice only felt a flower in front of her, and Optos's figure disappeared in an instant.

The finger continued to reach forward, and the feeling of nothingness told her that she had clearly not touched anything

She froze in place, looking at her little rough hands after all the things she had been through, and she didn't know what she was doing for a while.

Immediately, she realized that she had seen the Optos that her mother had told her, and in order to determine whether it was her hallucination, she wanted to reach out and touch it to feel if it was here.

Now it's obvious that it's really my own imagination, a fantasy from the depths of my heart.

Alice retracted her hand and sat on the ground with her calves and soles and the outside of her thighs.

Why do you have such hallucinations?

Why is it that he is not fantasizing about his mother's figure, but Optos?

She obviously wanted to see her mother the most.

So, that's what it represents in a sense.

Could it be that he has accepted the fact that his mother is no longer there? That's why I imagined that Optos wanted to save it all.

Alice's heart was a mess, and there was a sense of disparity between great joy and great sorrow.