As she explained the theory of four-dimensional space, she used her tentacles to pick up a wide leaf from the ground—the one that Scotty had just covered her head.

There was an ant crawling slowly on the leaves.

He came up with an easy-to-understand analogy: "For example, this ant, for example, is crawling over the surface of a straight, two-dimensional leaf, so it thinks the world is a leaf-like plane."

"And what about when I fold this leaf in half? What do ants think of the parts that are folded and hidden?

The answer is that it thinks the world is half a leaf-like plane, because it can't see the curved forces from three-dimensional space, and it doesn't think that a part of the plane of leaves is hidden under its feet.

"It's the same when we're three-dimensional creatures."

Poeti seems to have understood.

Yan Lu Ge suddenly hooked his tentacles, and the leaves quickly became a ball.

He moved quickly, but skillfully avoided the ant, so that when the leaves were crumpled into clumps, they still crawled slowly on the surface of the leaves.

Speech Song shows the clump of leaves to Scotty: "When the leaves are clumped, it becomes even more obvious - the ants will always crawl on the surface of the foliage and think that the world is a ball of leaves.

"It doesn't know that the world isn't like this, and that the folds of the leaf ball hide a lot of 'leaf surfaces' that it hasn't been to.

"So do we.

"The main space is the ball of leaves, and the subspace is in the folds that are clumped."

Easy to understand.

Shi Curti nodded approvingly: "So, under normal circumstances, ordinary people as three-dimensional creatures are not aware of the existence of subspace. ”

"Yes."

"So, jumping from the main space to the subspace requires special technology."

"Yes."

"So, it's not that easy to master."

"Yes."

"Therefore, subspace is a more precious existence."

"Yes."

Shi Curti slowly raised his head: "So, with the help of the space magic weapon left by our first emperor, you ran into the rare subspace discovered by our first emperor, and you are embarrassed to ask me to charge tickets?" ”

Not to be outdone, Yan Luge scolded back: "What kind of thing is the Tower of Babel left by your emperor, it's expensive and not easy to use, and you will lose money once you come in."

"Without me improving your technique, will you have a chance to use cheap and useful space jumps?"

Sycoti's gaze faltered slightly.

Yan Luge continued to speak: "Moreover, the ticket fee is 1,000 black stone coins, which is equivalent to the money of five spiritual power potions, but you look at how good the environment is here, pick more fruits and catch a few more strange beasts to return to the basics." ”

Scotti seems somewhat convinced.

Yan Luge made persistent efforts: "As for high-end customization services, you have to see what I am worth."

"I can sit here and be your bodyguard, get you logistics, explain to you, give you guidance on tactics, and you still talk to me about whether it's worth it?

"There are people outside who want to spend ten times as much money and can't meet me, except for you little girl, who have I given this face?"

But the poet Curty believed it...... The richest man in the world in front of him is definitely the most difficult person to see in the circle of the top elite, and there is no one.

If you are too fanatical to annoy him, he dares to put a one-to-one decapitated model on your bed in the middle of the night while you are asleep.

And the other party not only introduced her to the transcendent world, but also gave her a lot of help along the way.

The wavering in Shi Curti's heart was even worse, as if he realized that he was a little vexatious, and showed a slightly apologetic look.

Yan Luge found that there was hope to fool the past, and his eyes lit up slightly.

He decided not to persuade with his mouth, but with his actions.

He stood up on the spot, waved his tentacles brush-brush, and began to cut and pick up the branches, using them as raw materials, and in a matter of minutes, he quickly built a treehouse.

"It's getting late, and I'm going to be busy tomorrow, so let's go to bed now, good."

In this daze, Scotti was driven into the treehouse by the song of words.

The eldest daughter of the emperor stood in the tree house, looking at the tree house where the sparrows were small and full of organs, and she couldn't help but sigh in her heart.

I have to say that Yan Luge is simply impeccable in terms of ability - especially when he seriously wants to do something.

In a few moments, he built a beautiful and delicate treehouse, with doors, windows, and ladders, but also tables, chairs, cabinets, and comfortable beds woven from tree velvet, and a wooden lamp cut from tree fruit hanging from the top.

In addition to the "master bedroom", there is a partition door on the inside of the treehouse, and a wooden faucet drawn from the tree is installed in the compartment, which not only provides a clean water source, but also regulates the heat and cold to meet the needs of washing and drinking.

Scotti looked around a little...... served.

Not to mention anything else, just to get such a temporary residence in the wilderness, she felt that the money for this high-end custom service was well spent.

It's well spent......

It's well spent......

Why does she think it's worth the money?!

Poeti reacted suddenly.

She had provoked the conversation because she wanted to taunt the damn profiteer after realizing that she had more chips in her hand than she expected, and that the other party was cheaper than she expected.

But in the end, why did she feel guilty?!

It's not the right rhythm!

Shi Curti pushed open the window of the tree house: "Say! Law! Song! ”

Standing under the tree, Yan Lige raised his head when he heard this, looking innocent, and there was a little confusion in the innocence.

Innocence is fake, but confusion is real.

What puzzled him was that he had used "psychological hints", why did the eldest daughter of the emperor still want to quarrel with him?

The campfire on the ground crackled and burned, lighting up the shadow of the boy with his teeth and claws.

The wooden lamp in the treehouse shone softly, illuminating the girl's angry face.

And at this time, Shi Curti finally saw clearly that the reason why Yanluge squatted on the ground was because he caught insects.

It was a black and white millipede, about the size of a human's forearm, with two sharp fangs, and it didn't look easy to get along with.

At this moment, it was being pinched by Yan Luge, and it was dragged out of the tree hole little by little.

Scotty recognized the bug.

It is called "white-veined millipede", is a ferocious and highly poisonous millipede, good at burrowing, has thermotropism, often attacks warm-blooded animals larger than it, and sucks their blood, 25 points...... Cough.

Scottie is reluctant to imagine how this rating came about.

But looking at the way the white-veined millipede was dragged out of the trees by Yan Yuge, it could be guessed that this thing should be coming for her.

It was originally active underground, and wanted to make a hole in the heart of the tree, all the way to the tree house to eat her, but after being discovered by Yanluge halfway, it was pulled out of the heart of the tree so forcefully.

Poetry: "......"

In this way, it seems that Yan Luge has been faithfully performing the duties of a bodyguard, and this time he saved her again.

The words that were originally mocking suddenly couldn't be spoken.

(End of chapter)