Number of Transmission Personnel: 1

The transport channel has been built......

The Coming Flesh has been constructed......

Soul Digitization has been completed......

The cross-universe teleportation device starts the countdown, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1, and the transmission begins!

The barrier that separates the universe from the universe is a completely unknowable, invisible, and incomprehensible existence to ordinary people. However, even this kind of thing comparable to a black box is just a small headache in front of the almost all-powerful person of Zone.

He had never thought about anything outside of this world before, and when an interesting soul came to Him because of the small possibility of almost zero chance of crossing the world, the zone that had gained new knowledge also tried to set its sights on that new universe.

Physics and chemistry are the same in all worlds, but the flowers of human ingenuity, such as art and literature, bloom differently depending on history. And this brilliance, which is completely different from his own world, is exactly what Zone longs to see.

"Without practice, there is no voice. No matter how much knowledge of the other world you get from that kid, as long as you haven't really experienced it, you can't really understand that wisdom. Antinomi, Paradox, and Apollia, I'll take care of you. ”

After saying this to his three companions, Zone resolutely embarked on the road to another universe.

After lying down in the transmission pod, after only a brief moment of consciousness in his consciousness, Zone felt his presence again.

First, the nerves are connected to the eyeballs, allowing me to see some cloudy nutrient solutions, then the muscles and skin grow, the sense of touch is also perceived by the brain again, and then the senses of smell, taste, and hearing......

Just ten minutes later, a pair of old but powerful hands opened the hatch of the cultivation cabin, and the naked zone got up from the culture liquid that had exhausted the nutrients and walked out.

"It's bad news that the activity of the star particles is 0 and the moment is unusable, but fortunately, the nuclear reactor is still working, so it won't be impossible to return to the ...... due to lack of energy."

Glancing at the laboratory built by autonomic machinery in advance, and looking at the dense display screen, Zone roughly deduced the basic information of this world, the underlying structure is roughly the same as its own world, but it has stripped some elements unique to its own world.

After spending about half a month and localizing a series of technologies that he carried, Zone opened the door of the laboratory for the first time in a long time and saw the sun again.

In front of me is a somewhat lively street - the laboratory of the zone cannot be built on the side of the street in a bright light, but in a subspace that has not yet been developed. The rectangular thing in the corner of the laboratory was more appropriate than a "door" and a teleporter.

At this moment, the zone that is about to start his social investigation wears a somewhat wide bucket hat, and suppresses the crab hairstyle that is obviously different from his painting style.

The golden marks on his face have been hidden, and he wears a mask on his mouth. A plaid shirt was draped over the body, and it looked unremarkable. Except for the card box hanging from his waist, there is almost no difference from the old man who came here for tourism.

The Zone, which has been observed in advance, certainly does not make the mistake of "wearing an interstellar battle armor in a medieval world" and so on, making itself out of place. That doesn't do your own investigation any good.

Walking down that orange-red sidewalk, Zone carefully observed the pedestrians around him. Because this world is a parallel world to one's own world, the position of the star system and the earth remains the same, and naturally the same calendar has been developed. And now it's November, what Sunday looks like.

Maybe it's a day off, and the zone doesn't see people in a hurry. That's why Zone was able to take a closer look at the people here.

Architecture, food, clothing, language...... These are all aspects of culture and the object of observation. After getting a rough understanding of the culture and mapping the information you have gathered, the zone needs to take a deeper look and talk to the residents.

However, this step made it a little difficult for Zone. Of course, it's not similar to shyness, although in the years of the cradle of the holy ark, I have almost only communicated with my companions, but after all, it is a zone comparable to another "immovable wandering star", and there is no fear of using words to communicate inner thoughts.

What makes it difficult for the zone is that the people on this street have no room to "talk to a strange old man".

Although the sun shining on the earth is warm, people are like workers in a hurry, ignoring the natural beauty and walking towards their destination without hesitation.

If you talk to someone in a hurry, you will definitely be rejected without hesitation. With this in mind, Zone continued to wander aimlessly through the streets. It wasn't until he stopped passing by a shop.

This is a shop called the Champion Card Shop. Card shops that used to be ubiquitous in the zone world are very rare here. Through the window, you can see that on one side of the card shop, there are several pink cardboard boxes, which seem to be some pre-group, and on the other side, there are two large posters, one with a red giant and the other with a blue mermaid.

"The duelist of this world?"

Whispering, Zone pushed the door open.