Chapter 150: The Strength of Spatial Ability

The man still felt a little scared when he heard what Jack said.

But now he can't escape, he can only follow Jack's orders.

So he waved the fake knife in his hand and slashed towards Jack.

Jack's expression was extremely focused, and when he rushed over, a white light flashed in his right eye.

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

In an instant, an intangible and formless gateway to a different space appeared in front of him.

The person rushed over with a fake knife and swung his right hand towards Jack's shoulder.

But in the next moment, something chilling happened to him.

His arm disappeared in front of Jack out of thin air, as if he had entered a world that he could not see with the naked eye.

Under fear, he tried his best to stop his forward movement.

Jack grabbed his arm at the right moment and forcefully pulled it into his strange space! That person plunged into a different space.

Jack's perspective instantly switched to another space, carefully observing the person he had taken in.

That person was already in a state of stillness, motionless.

Even Jack's probing of his breathing and heartbeat showed no response.

Jack furrowed his brow slightly, unsure whether this person died after entering space or if their physical time had stopped and they would come back to life after leaving space.

So he quickly released that person from space.

As soon as he came out, the person's face turned pale and his body seemed to have collapsed, falling to the ground panting heavily.

"Oh? It seems to have an impact on living organisms. If left for a long time, they will really die."

Jack nodded and received another crucial piece of intelligence.

"What did you feel just now?"

Jack asked.

The person's face was like gold paper, and he weakly said, "I feel like I've entered a vast white world. There are many materials piled up like mountains inside."

"I feel like I've been there for a century, and that possibility is too scary! Maybe I had an illusion."

Jack's pupils contracted.

Although the body of a person entering a different space was in a static state, their consciousness still existed.

That was to say, time in another space was not absolutely stationary, and the flow of time was probably countless times slower than the outside world.

That was to say, when a person entered it, their body cannot move, but their consciousness felt like countless times had passed in a static world.

That feeling must be extremely painful, even making people want to die!

"So, if living organisms stay in another space for too long, will they die from mental breakdown? I see! Interesting!"

Jack had gained a deeper understanding of different spaces.

He waved at the person and said, 'You, stand up!'

The person stood up tremblingly.

Jack opened a different space and tried to put him inside.

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

"Is it ineffective for large organisms, or is it?"

Jack frowned.

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

Before the person could react, a snow-white blade flashed and his two fingers were cut off!

"Ah!!"

The person fell to the ground in pain, clutching the wound and screaming in agony.

Jack's face remained unchanged as he began to try to retrieve his broken finger.

This time, it was an unobstructed success.

"Living people can't do it, but broken fingers can. What's the reason for this?"

Jack returned his finger to him, feeling more curious about his own strange space.

But now, he had collected a large amount of useful intelligence.

Watching the person lying on the ground, groaning in pain, Jack thought for a moment and took out a plate of roasted chicken from another space, slowly placing it in front of him. "Eat it, this can be considered as compensation for you."

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

The person was almost fainting from the pain, but the steaming hot roasted chicken in front of him still made his eyes turn hot. He was so hungry that he gnawed on the leather sofa at home.

And in front of him, this was roasted chicken!

He didn't even care about the pain in his fingers, tears streaming down his face as he held onto the roasted chicken and nibbled on it.

Jack was not in a hurry either, sitting by the fire and using a table leg to stir the flames.

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

That person not only did not resent Jack, but also had eyes full of gratitude.

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

A few hours later, Jack obtained the experimental data he wanted and gained a greater understanding of his abilities in different spaces.

Firstly, there should be restrictions on the collection of materials, but currently it was understood that it was not allowed to collect objects with strong external forces, and it was invalid for living people

Secondly, when in use, a door can be opened that includes both the present world and the otherworldly space. The proactive attack method had not been thought of yet, but it can transfer the physical form of the attack and then counterattack by adjusting the vector direction.

Knowing these two points was already equivalent to unlocking a huge treasure for Jack.

"Next, I know how to deal with the shelter of Robert's family."

The last shred of concern in Jack's heart was completely dispelled.

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

Before the person could answer, Jack's dagger swept across his throat like a gust of wind.

"Puff."

Blood splattered and he fell to the ground.

Before his death, fear flashed through his eyes, but with it came liberation.

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

He can finally get rid of this cruel world.

At the very least, he had a delicious roasted chicken meal when he died.

For the next two days, Jack would have to draw someone every day to accompany him in conducting experiments.

It was also a practice for his proficiency in new skills.

It was essential to ensure that you can use your skills to the point where you can easily control them, only then can you ensure your safety in the upcoming actions.

And every person who practiced with him, he would give them a full meal and then kill them.

Because his ability was his biggest trump card, it must not be leaked to the public.

So, three days passed quickly.

Jack had fully grasped the use of his skills and called out to Ben, telling him, "We can go now."

Ben had gone through a lot of ups and downs in recent days. Although he was not poisoned, his face turned green, his lips turned purple, and his dark circles under his eyes were deep.

This was his strong self suggestion that led to symptoms of poisoning in his body.

"Jack, I feel like I'm about to die."

Jack chuckled inwardly.

He had been providing food for Ben these days, and logically speaking, Ben's life was even easier than before.

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

Ben, as if seeing hope, lifted his sleeve and exposed his arm.

"Give me a shot, give me a shot."

Jack picked up the syringe and slowly injected physiological saline into Ben, then said lightly, "This can relieve your symptoms, but if it lasts for at most five days, you will still die from poisoning."

"So you'd better pray that this operation can succeed. Otherwise, neither of us will have good fruit to eat."

After receiving an injection of physiological saline, Ben suddenly felt a strange energy in his body, and he also became more energetic.

"Don't worry, Brother Jack. I, Ben, won't joke with my own life."

"This time, I followed you wholeheartedly."