The power of space

The man was still a little scared when he heard what Zhang Yi said.

But now he couldn't run away and could only follow Zhang Yi's orders.

So he waved the fake knife in his hand and slashed at Zhang Yi.

Zhang Yi's expression was extremely focused. When he rushed over, a white light flashed in his right eye.

After a month of use, he has developed an instinct for opening and closing different spaces.

In an instant, an invisible and insubstantial door to another space appeared in the space in front of him.

The man rushed over with a fake knife and struck Zhang Yi on the shoulder with his right hand.

But the next moment, something horrifying happened to him.

His arm disappeared out of thin air in front of Zhang Yi, as if he had submerged into a world that he could not see with his naked eyes.

In panic, he tried his best to stop his progress.

Zhang Yi grabbed his arm at the right time and pulled him hard into his own alien space!

That person completely slipped into a different space.

Zhang Yi's perspective instantly switched to a different space, and he carefully observed the person he took in.

The man was already in a still state, motionless.

Even if Zhang Yi tested his breathing and heartbeat, there was no response at all.

Zhang Yi frowned slightly, wondering whether this person died after entering the space, or whether the body's time stopped and he would come back to life after leaving the space.

So he quickly released that person from the space.

As soon as he came out, the man's face turned pale, his body seemed to have collapsed, and he fell to the ground gasping for air.

"Oh? It seems to have an impact on living organisms. If it lasts for a long time, it will really kill you!"

Zhang Yi nodded and got another piece of key information.

"What did you feel just now?"

Zhang Yi asked.

The man's face was as golden as paper, and he said weakly: "I feel as if I have entered a vast white world. There are many supplies piled up in mountains."

"I feel like I've been there for a century. It's probably too scary! Maybe I'm hallucinating."

Zhang Yi's pupils shrank.

It turns out that although the body of a person who enters a different space is in a still state, his consciousness still exists.

In other words, time in different dimensions is not absolutely static. It is probably because the flow rate of time is countless times slower than that of the outside world.

In other words, if a person enters it, his body cannot move, but his consciousness is like countless time passing in a static world.

That feeling must be extremely painful and even make you want to die!

"So, if an organism stays in a different space for too long, will it die of mental breakdown? That's it!"

interesting!

Zhang Yi learned a little more about different spaces.

He waved to the man: "You, stand up!"

The man stood up tremblingly.

Zhang Yi opened the different space and tried to put him into the different space.

But this time, it felt extremely strenuous, as if moving a tall building.

"Isn't it effective against large organisms? Or..."

Zhang Yi frowned.

He suddenly approached the man and pulled out a dagger from his leg.

Before the man could react, a flash of snow-white knife light flashed, and two of his fingers were cut off!

"ah!!"

The man fell to the ground in pain, clutching his wound and screaming.

Zhang Yi's expression did not change and he began to try to pick up the broken finger.

This time it was successful without any hindrance.

"A living person can't, but a broken finger can. What's the point of this?"

Zhang Yi returned the finger to him, becoming more curious about his own alien space.

But now, he has collected a lot of useful information.

Looking at the man lying on the ground, groaning in pain, Zhang Yi thought for a moment, took out a plate of roast chicken from another space, and slowly placed it in front of him.

"Eat it, this is your compensation."

Then he was given a roll of gauze to bandage himself.

The man was about to faint from the pain, but the steaming roast chicken in front of him still made his eyes become hot.

He was so hungry that he gnawed all the leather sofas at home.

And what was placed in front of him was roast chicken!

He didn't even care about the pain in his fingers, and ate the roasted chicken while crying.

Zhang Yi was not in a hurry. He sat next to the fire and used a table leg to stir the flames.

After he finished eating the roast chicken, Zhang Yi said, "Let's continue. This time, you hit me with something."

Instead of resenting Zhang Yi, that man was filled with gratitude.

He nodded quickly, simply wrapped the wound with gauze, and continued to cooperate with Zhang Yi in the experiment.

A few hours later, Zhang Yi got the experimental data he wanted and had a greater understanding of the abilities of different spaces.

First, there should be restrictions on collecting materials, but what we know so far is that objects with strong external forces cannot be collected, and it is ineffective against living people.

Second, when used, it can open a door that connects the present world and another space. The active attack method has not been thought of for the time being, but the attack in the physical form can be diverted, and then the counterattack can be carried out by adjusting the vector direction.

Knowing these two points is equivalent to opening up a huge treasure for Zhang Yi.

"Next, I know how to deal with Wang Siming's shelter."

The last trace of concern in Zhang Yi's heart was completely eliminated.

He looked at the man in front of him who was helping him with the experiment and said sincerely: "Thank you for your help."

Before the man could answer, Zhang Yi's dagger passed over his throat like a gust of wind.

"Pfft!"

Blood splattered and he fell to the ground.

Before he died, the fear flashed in his eyes, but relief followed.

Even when he died, there was a smile on his lips.

I can finally escape this cruel world.

At least he had a delicious roast chicken meal when he died.

In the next two days, Zhang Yi would select someone to come over and do experiments with him every day.

It also practices his proficiency in new skills.

It is important to ensure that you can use your skills to the extent that you can use your arms and fingers. Only in this way can you ensure your own safety in the next action.

And for everyone who practices with him, he will make them eat a full meal and then kill them.

Because his ability is his biggest trump card, it must not be leaked to the outside world.

In this way, three days passed quickly.

Zhang Yi had fully mastered the use of skills, so he called Xu Hao and told him: "We can go!"

Xu Hao has gone through a lot of vicissitudes in the past few days. He was obviously not poisoned, but his face was blue, his lips were purple, and his eyes were dark circles.

This was a symptom of poisoning in his body caused by his strong self-suggestion.

"Brother Zhang, I...I feel like I'm going to die."

Zhang Yi smiled secretly in his heart.

He has provided food to Xu Hao these past few days. Logically speaking, Xu Hao's life is easier than before.

After pretending to think for a while, he went back to retrieve a tube of physiological saline, and then said to Xu Hao: "I can give you an injection of antidote first, which can temporarily relieve your symptoms."

As if seeing hope, Xu Hao lifted up his sleeves and exposed his arms.

"Give me a shot, give me a shot!"

Zhang Yi picked up the needle and slowly injected Xu Hao with normal saline, and then said calmly: "This can relieve your symptoms, but if it lasts for up to five days, you will still die from the poison."

"So you'd better pray that this operation can be successful. Otherwise, neither of us will get any good results."

After Xu Hao took an injection of saline, he suddenly felt a strange energy in his body and he became energetic.

"Brother Zhang, don't worry, I, Xu Hao, will not make fun of my own life."

"This time, I will follow you wholeheartedly!"