Chapter 487: The Art of Spatial Cutting (7000 words!) )
This laugh almost broke off!
Zhang Ming's current body is too weak, and none of the organs are intact, so only "men's dignity" is the priority option for repair, but this thing is really repaired, and it feels useless, which is regrettable.
"Help me say hello to the humans and tell them I'm alive."
"Okay, if there's anything else you want to say, I'll tell you about it."
Zhang Ming thought about it for a long time, and found that there was nothing to say, "I hope that several civilizations can cooperate smoothly...... Tell them I'm not dead yet, and that's enough. ”
As for the use of the insect body of time and space, even with the planet jump, Zhang Ming didn't say anything for the time being, it is not a bad thing to let human beings prepare more back-ups.
What if he is trapped in the burial world and can't get out?
Jia Jinjin, who was on the other side of the screen, said: "If it's a trivial matter, I'll tell you right away." ”
"Well, as far as I know, the human side is doing pretty well...... Zhongshan has won a hundred years for this community. They shouldn't waste a hundred years. ”
"Alas, the disaster of the Netherlands is indeed terrifying. Moreover, I heard that there is another Demon God Plague that has erupted in other world communities...... It's getting harder and harder to survive these years, we're developing, and the demon god is slowly spreading, it's really time to wait for no one, and the environment is getting worse and worse. ”
"What disaster?" Zhang Ming wondered.
"The plague of twilight is called the plague of twilight, and the sun is fixed at dusk, and once it is free from the protection of the world, it immediately becomes a madman, jumps into the sea, and then sinks to the bottom of the sea. Even the transcendent are not immune, and this disaster is even more terrifying than the disaster of the Netherworld. The Transcendent can hold out for a long time in the Netherworld, but not for a minute in the Scourge of Dusk. ”
"Fortunately, this disaster happened far, far away, and it won't affect us for a while......
Zhang Ming's face changed slightly, he didn't know if the disaster of dusk was made up by the demon god [dusk] in his cognition.
In the end, I could only sigh a long time.
Gu Shunjing coughed and said, "Brother Zhang, we are also evacuating from here, I hope we can meet again in the future." ”
"Oh, by the way, Jia Jinjin, this communicator, just give it to the humans, and Brother Zhang can contact them directly when the time comes."
"My communicator is very expensive!" Jia Jinjin shouted, covering his sack, "Okay, that's okay, you Gu Shunjing will compensate me." ”
"Quietly tell you that Zhong Shan and Lan will not necessarily die. It's just not necessarily, the exact situation is unknown...... Maybe there will be a chance to meet in the future! ”
After hanging up the phone, a matter of heart landed, Zhang Ming felt a lot of emotion in his heart, he really had to rely on his friends when he went out, and he had to investigate to get this information in the past, and he didn't know how much time, but now, the way home is immediately available.
"Big Mother City, Jia Yushi ......"
However, for a while, he couldn't go to the Great Mother City, because his current state was too bad.
Let's recuperate in this small village for a while, and then it's not too late to set off when you're almost recovered.
Anyway, it's okay to be idle, and Zhang Ming began to recall the earth-shattering battle at the beginning.
He found that he actually had too many deficiencies, and if he wanted to become stronger, he had to further master the third rule of the Demon God.
Otherwise, no matter how good the foundation is, it will be a waste if it is not used.
From this point of view, Zhang Ming is quite diligent, and he is simply a typical example of hard work.
"Let's first study the ability to cut space."
"Bang Bang Bang~"
In the inaudible sound, Zhang Ming opened up a different space.
This alien space is only the size of a fist, and it can carry a certain amount of matter inside.
But it is almost impossible to make this alien space suddenly explode and hurt people.
If the real space is compared to a piece of paper, then the "different space" is the product of artificially folding and extending on the paper.
After stopping the energy injection, the alien space will slowly dissolve into the real world, just like a drop of water dissolving in the sea, and will not directly explode in space.
He tried many times in a row, but he didn't make a spatial explosion in the other dimension.
"Brother Hao's alien space is also not aggressive."
"In that case, how did the Temporal Worm fight?" Zhang Ming was puzzled.
He projected his soul onto the red moon.
At this moment, countless rules are linked, as if to welcome the arrival of the core.
Zhang Ming has become the true master of the moon, this is his home turf, a place that can fully accept him, and the rules of the past that were frightening are now as docile as sheep.
Zhang Ming was a little jerky in controlling his "new flesh", he felt that he had a thousand hands and a thousand legs, and his brain was completely insufficient.
In the past six months, Zhang Ming himself, in the great changes in history, has absorbed nearly 10,000 units of "source".
But in fact, there is more tidal energy in space-time, which is absorbed by this moon.
After all, the "Battle of Ten Thousand Seas" was a major event that affected the entire world community, how could it be that there was only a mere 10,000 gains?
This part of the tidal energy of space-time is converted into the energy consumed by various movements of the moon.
Zhang Ming estimated that the moon may have 350,000 tidal energy in time and space, which is not a small number, and the moon's utilization rate of energy is thousands of times higher than his own, and the "source" of 350,000 can already do a lot of things.
Slowly, Zhang Ming found his true pulse.
The first thing to do is to repair the wounds of the Chrono Worm from being attacked by the Pillar of Heaven.
Otherwise, this moon has a wound and a steady stream of feedback "pain", which makes Zhang Ming a little delirious.
Under the interweaving of the rules of the demon god and the tidal energy of time and space, the wound recovered extremely quickly, and from a certain gland, red hot magma erupted.
In just five seconds, the big hole punched out by the Pillar of Heaven was filled with red magma and healed directly.
The price is that the energy accumulated in the "Battle of Ten Thousand Seas" is almost exhausted, and only about two or three thousand remain, only a fraction of it!
"It's going to take too fast!" Zhang Ming's face turned pale, and he couldn't help but complain a few words.
"Why take all the baht and use it like mud...... I repaired my body, and I also picked and searched, repairing the body of the demon god really cost money. ”
Fortunately, these "sources" belong to the demon gods, and there is no way to take them out, so they are not so distressed.
And the recovery speed of the demon god is almost incomprehensible, as long as there is money, it only takes 5 seconds for such a big wound - of course, the premise is that there is money, money!
How did the Time Bug die? Poor to death!
In addition, the recovery of the wound does not mean the real recovery of the demon god.
Because of the most important rules, they were taken away by Zhang Ming.
Just like a computer, if it doesn't have an operating system, no matter how complete its hardware is, it can't boot.
"Now it's finally pain-free."
As the rules continued to resonate, Zhang Ming slowly entered the state, and he suddenly felt the control authority of this huge body, or, directly, an extra "instinct".
This "instinct" is very cold, without any warmth that belongs to human beings, and the body of the insect of time and space is rapidly expanding, linking all kinds of strange demon god rules in an indescribable way, and feeding this massive amount of information back into Zhang Ming's mind.
"Hungry!"
This is the first key word that Zhang Ming comes to mind.
This "instinct" is very hungry.
It needs to take in more energy, and the two or three thousand points of source it has in reserve now are simply not enough.
Once the energy is depleted, it will have to fall into a long hibernation.
Zhang Ming's self-will was directly crushed by this massive hunger instinct.
The icy "hunger" took his place, and began to manipulate the massive flesh left behind by the Temporal Bug. The various organs are recovering from a long sleep, the moon is constantly shaking, flagella are erected in the direction of the universe, red light is flashing, and more organs and tissues are constantly growing.
The complete body of the time-time insect is not actually the shape of the moon, but the shape of a giant centipede, as described in the myth.
It's just that the current energy is not enough at all, and it can't evolve to a full body, so it shrunk into a moon.
It began to look for civilization, to try hunting.
The cold "instinct" continued to encroach on Zhang Ming's consciousness, and suddenly touched the "spiritual black hole" in his mind, and the "spiritual black hole" remained immovable, generating a huge gravitational force, and for a while and a half, the "instinct" of the insect of time and space was actually fixed.
Taking advantage of this time, Zhang Ming regained control of "me".
He felt the silent change in himself, and he broke out in a cold sweat.
"Fortunately, there is a spiritual black hole to defend yourself, otherwise you will be taken away by the rules of the demon god......"
Even, this kind of "grabbing" is unconscious, just an instinctive embodiment of the rules. It's like a genetic instinct, people are born to eat, drink and Lazar, but the instinct of the insect of time and space is too strong, and if it is not suppressed by a spiritual black hole, Zhang Ming's consciousness will be directly submerged.
"Next time, it's safer to let Miss Hulu accompany me...... I don't know how to die like this now. ”
However, due to the blessing of disguise, because various bodily functions were reactivated by "instinct", his connection with the worm of time and space has indeed become closer.
Originally, I didn't know how to control it in the face of a thousand hands and a thousand feet, but now I have some arms and fingers.
Countless flagella slowly surged, cutting through the space, and the moon moved rapidly for a distance straight ahead.
The speed is about 60,000 kilometers per second, directly reaching the sub-light speed, and it is not teleportation, as if it is the legendary curvature of sailing!
It's so enjoyable, it's like driving a Gundam!
It's a little bit apart, it's not really a physical body, and it has a soul.
Zhang Ming enjoyed the joy of driving the Gundam, which can be described as a real freedom and freedom, and it was his own all-round enhancement. As soon as the thought came to him, if there was a divine response, thousands of flagella surged, drawing ripples in the space. In the chaos, it seems that there is a star path opening up, the void is reduced to the background, the universe is so big, who can stop me from going?
"Smack!"
Suddenly, the Temporal Worm stretched out a flagellum and pierced through a spatial passage.
The red moon teleported a million kilometers in just one second!
Zhang Ming thought in his heart: "With such a large volume, it is difficult to find a natural space point, and you have to forcibly open up the space channel to teleport, but the energy required is too high......
"Curvature sailing, on the other hand, is a low-energy mode of movement."
"The combination of the two allows for super-high maneuverability even if it's the size of the moon."
The only pity is that the appearance of the insect of time and space is too ugly, which is completely inconsistent with Zhang Ming's aesthetics.
This time-and-space worm is really not your average ugly!
"No one is perfect."
Suddenly, due to improper operation, one of the flagella broke abruptly and made a soft "bang" sound.
The 10,000-meter-long black giant smashed the surface of the planet, causing the earth to shake slightly.
Zhang Ming slowly recovered from that mysterious state of freedom, controlling so many flagella to move together, the mental consumption was too great, and he was a little tired.
"Why does it break ......?"
Zhang Ming floated his soul over and carefully observed this flagellation, its incision was extremely flat, like a mirror cut by something, and the cross-section even reflected the surrounding starlight.
"Is it because of my unfamiliarity with the rules that this flagella broke with excessive force......
The flagellar is so hard that even if a nuclear bomb is used to bombard indiscriminately, it will only blow up a small gap.
And now, it is abruptly broken......
If the cause of the rupture is clarified, can it be used to attack the enemy?
Thinking of the wonders, Zhang Ming's mood suddenly became excited, and he carefully recalled the control process just now and analyzed the specific details.
Slowly, an esoteric inspiration came to mind.
"This flagellum just now seems to have touched a two-dimensional structure in the rift of time and space......"
"Dimension, it must be because of dimension!"
"I'm so witty...... Ahem, ahem! ”
Under the violent cough, Zhang Ming felt that he was going to carve out his lungs.
Coupled with the fact that he had been groping for a long time, he really had to become one with this thing if his soul didn't return.
Zhang Ming hurriedly withdrew his soul from the time-space worm and returned to the real world, and it took a long time to regain his calm.
Knowing that he should rest, Zhang Ming couldn't help but be curious and began to "dig holes" in this small room.
Silk threads like spider webs appeared in the space.
Unlike a spider's web, it doesn't rise and fall in the breeze, as if it were a constant presence.
These spider web-like silk threads are also alien spaces, but they cannot be used to transmit matter, because their dimensions are not three-dimensional!
Some of them are two-dimensional spaces, and some are simply one-dimensional spaces!
Three-dimensional matter cannot enter the lower dimensional space.
Therefore, this two-dimensional space has the function of "cutting".
This cutting ability is determined by the rules of physics, and unless an object really has the ability to enter the two-dimensional world without being damaged, it will not be cut by space.
"Haha, isn't this a two-way foil?"
"It's just that this two-way foil can't spread to the outside world, and it can't move."
Zhang Ming's face showed a trace of abnormal ruddyness, and he took out an extremely hard piece of golden ore from Jia Jin's space sack.
This thing is called "diamond topaz", and as the name suggests, it is known for its hardness. Technologically backward civilizations don't even have the ability to process this thing.
Throw it lightly.
When the diamond topaz touched the thin black thread, it was immediately cut open, like a piece of tofu, and it was effortless!
"Good guy, isn't this a dimensional slash, anything can be cut, even the immortals can be killed instantly!" Zhang Ming was happy in his heart.
"However, these thin lines can't be moved, how can I make these two-dimensional spaces move quickly in the three-dimensional world and attack the enemy?"
"You can't dig a trap and wait for the rabbit, right?"
Zhang Ming fell into deep thought.
The speed at which he creates two-dimensional space is not fast, and he can create a 2-meter black line in one minute, which is not bad.
After all, he is not a real time-space worm, just like he runs on two legs, and he can't compare to other people's rockets.
"Or try it...... One-dimensional space, or, four-dimensional space, five-dimensional space, six-dimensional space? Look at the higher dimensional space, what will happen. ”
Zhang Ming felt that his brain was overloaded, the four dimensions were already difficult to imagine, and the higher-dimensional space could only be described by mathematics.
But he was ecstatic and eager to try.
At this moment, the sound of "knock knock" sounded on the door, Zhang Ming was still immersed in his research, and thought it was Miss Hulu, so he responded casually.
"Please come in."
"Mr. Zhang, I'm Yu Dazhu, we have something to ...... with you"
The pillar outside the door pushed open the door, but before he could enter, his mouth was open, and he was petrified in place.
Because the door of the room that was pushed open was cut open by an invisible thing!
He couldn't understand what had cut through the door of the room, and he couldn't see!
The "pop" broke into three pieces at once, and the incision was extremely flat, like cutting tofu.
Yu Dazhu couldn't help but touch his neck, if he broke in boldly, wouldn't it be directly to the ground, and couldn't help but let out an "ah" sound.
Zhang Ming was also startled, patted his head, and almost died because of his own negligence!
He hurriedly retracted the spider-web-like two-dimensional space.
"Wait a minute, don't come in!"
In fact, once these spaces are created, there is no way to recycle them directly like matter, so Zhang Ming can only use his third supernatural power to forcibly calm the traces of the two-dimensional world and let them dissolve into the three-dimensional world again.
In Yu Dazhu's perception, there seemed to be a stream of hot wind swimming back and forth in the air, Mr. Zhang, who was sitting on the chair, looked leisurely, the breeze surrounded him, and with a gentle wave of his hand, the room was calm and calm, and the dangerous scorching breath disappeared.
A strong man who can kill a ghost mother-in-law really has a lot of mysterious powers!
"Mr. Yu, what's the matter?" Zhang Ming said politely.
He picked up the three wooden planks that had fallen on the ground, and took out an iron ingot from Jia Jinjin's sack.
Zhang Ming pulled out a few nails from the iron ingot with his bare hands, pressed the nails into the wood with his fingers, and finally strung the planks together, and the gate was repaired again.
Perfect!
Yu Dazhu was stunned for a moment, and he didn't react for a long time.
How much strength does it take to fabricate a few nails with your bare hands? If we had this kind of strength, we wouldn't have to worry about the Night of the Hundred Ghosts.
"Mr. Yu, what's the matter?" Zhang Ming asked again, "Do you want to eat the fruit there?" ”
He didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly said: "Mr. Zhang, thanks to the blessing of your trip, our Qingshi Village, in this night of the hundred ghosts, the loss is relatively small, and there is still a little bit of spare strength." ”
"According to the rules of the past, we will organize a caravan soon, and help around. In the devastated villages, if there is no one to help, they may have killed many more people. ”
"I don't know about you...... Do you have the idea of going out for a walk, after all, this road may not be very peaceful, hehe, if you don't go, it's nothing, whatever you want. Yu Dazhu laughed innocently.
I see, this is to invite him out of the mountain.
Zhang Ming thought about it carefully, he was idle anyway, and he was bored when he stayed here: "Your rules are quite interesting, help each other, who made them?" ”
"It's been a long time ago...... I don't know who it is. ”
"Do you have an ancestor named Zhongshan in Qingshi Village?"
Yu Dazhu paused for a moment and replied, "Mr. Zhang, I won't tell you anything, the history of Qingshi Village is only a hundred years. ”
"It was a group of fleeing victims who settled down after discovering the big bluestone...... Those victims are our ancestors. ”
"As for these strange rules, they have also been handed down from our ancestors...... Some villages abide by it, and some villages play clever tricks and only abide by what is beneficial to them, like this kind of rules for organizing caravans......"
He smiled bitterly: "But if everyone doesn't comply, it's only a matter of time before they perish." ”
"Some hurdles are actually not big, and with the help of external forces, it is easy to overcome."
"But if you don't have an external force, if you fall into the pit, you may never get up again."
Zhang Ming thought about it, but admired their optimism: "Okay, just go out for a walk." However, I am not very convenient with my legs and feet now, and I have to stay on this ship most of the time to recuperate, and you still have to solve problems yourself. ”
"Of course!" Yu Dazhu said happily, this Mr. Zhang is really a very good person.
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The news that the village was going to reorganize the caravan soon spread in Qingshi Village.
The reconnaissance team of the Xionglu civilization discovered the new movements in the village, and they became nervous one by one.
A few very stealthy drones, disguised as birds, wandered around the village a few times, and were almost knocked down by a child's slingshot.
"Stupid, don't use drones to go around in circles regularly! Do you want to kill everyone? A grumpy bearman scout captain punched his subordinate in the shoulder.
"Yes, sir! I parked the plane in a tree. ”
"Stupid, don't use a drone to look directly at the strong, and don't stare at a certain person!" The grumpy captain punched another bear in the chest.
"A strong person like that is very sensitive, and if you glance at him with a drone, you may be discovered!"
"You watch the villagers carefully, don't get too close."
This bear-man soldier has rough skin and thick flesh, and it is not painful to be punched, so he immediately saluted and shouted: "Yes, sir! ”
I saw those villagers, one by one, holding weapons and wearing armor, looking fanatical, and even the war drums were moved out.
Immediately afterwards, an amphibious steamer slowly sailed out of the compound.
All of a sudden, all the bears got nervous!
What do these villagers want to do, they don't want to attack them with such fanfare, right?
It's impossible, unless it's the demon god-related creatures who take action personally, otherwise, these villagers shouldn't be their opponents......
They are a scientific and technological civilization with high combat power.
"That one was probably in the amphibious steamer...... And it didn't come out. ”
"Wait, sir, I see our world wills doppelgängers! It's ......," the scout's face changed, and he roared extremely loudly.
The faces of these bear people changed drastically, and the leader of the team yelled, "What happened to the will of the world? Say it quickly! ”
Halfway through talking, the bear is in a hurry!
"It's ...... Basking in the sun...... There's also a turtle playing with it next to it. ”
The team leader slammed a big mouth: "Since nothing happened, can you not make such a fuss!" ”
"Yes, sir!"
……
"Bell, bell!" The sound of gongs and drums sounded, and a rare village event was held in the small square near the ancestral hall.
For most young people, organizing a caravan is a matter of honoring their ancestors, and the caravan bears responsibilities and obligations, and can earn a good reputation, and can also earn money to beg for a wife, so why not?
There are also some elderly people who have relatives and have many discussions in private.
"It's a difficult and dangerous road, but it's good to get closer, and it's relatively familiar."
"If you go to a strange place and don't know the local rules, you will lose your life nine times out of ten. Ay! ”
The burial world is really dangerous, there are rules everywhere!
But they can't stop it, after all, forming a "caravan" is really a very glorious thing, and it can get knowledge, money, and honor.
If a person doesn't have a little glory in his life, and he doesn't even have the qualifications to brag and fart when he is old, it's too sad.
"What's more, with the blessing of Lord Divine Turtle, and Mr. Zhang watching from the side...... It's okay. Mr. Zhang killed all the ghost mothers-in-law, and the other father-in-law and mother-in-law can also be killed. The villagers comforted themselves.
There are not many specialties in Qingshi Village, except for sun-dried fish and shrimp, only some local grains, plus salt from the salt pans.
Therefore, Xiaobai kindly donated a batch of antibiotic medicinal materials, which alone are of immeasurable value, which is enough to make up trade resources.
"Lord Turtle, your property is yours, and our trade goods are actually enough. Caravans have their own rules. "The villagers are grateful to Dade.
Labor is also a great trade, and young men and women can also make money by selling their labor after simple training.
The guide was the militia captain Yu Dazhu, who had a lot of business experience and had been to many places, so it was not so easy to overturn.
Walking around the village, Zhang Ming felt more and more that this world was very magical, at first glance it seemed to be a technologically backward world, but the villagers actually moved out of the ancestral hall with a satellite TV!
It was covered in dust, apparently broken for a long time.
(End of chapter)