Zhang Zicheng’s first reaction was that he was the one who exiled Lei Ge and arranged for people to monitor him here.
But he immediately felt that this possibility was unlikely. Although Zhang Zicheng didn't know much about the situation in this world, it had been more than two months since Rego entered the gap space. He was not a sealed demon king who had been missing for two months.
There will still be people squatting in place to prevent the devil from returning.
Under the round red lenses of the gas mask, Zhang Zicheng's eyes narrowed slightly, feeling the fluctuations of psychic energy in his body.
To be honest, this feeling of being watched...or being observed by some kind of eyes is so clear for the first time. At least whether it is in the lower dimensions or on the earth, even if Zhang Zicheng is standing in front of the public, he can feel it.
The line of sight is also very small. It can only be said that when you sense it carefully, you can feel a little vague.
The observation at this time was more like an X-ray scan from the inside out. Zhang Zicheng even suspected that the other party's sight could directly observe his muscles and bones through his skin.
Hmm... the description is similar to the clairvoyance eyes of Kryptonians.
However, after this kind of observation aroused Zhang Zicheng's psychic alertness, it was greatly reduced in the psychic confrontation.
As Zhang Zicheng held his breath and concentrated, trying to trace back through spiritual energy, the observation line of sight finally completely disappeared.
At the same time, the breeze in the forest began to blow again, the trees and grass resumed swaying, and the chirping of insects and birds could be heard faintly.
Zhang Zicheng raised his head, found a fairly tall tree, and climbed up it two or three times.
But just as he stepped on the branch, Zhang Zicheng heard a "click" from under his feet, and he fell down again.
"The trees here feel so fragile?" Zhang Zicheng looked at the broken branches under his feet, turned to look at the tree that was thick enough for an ordinary adult male to wrap his hands around, thought for a moment, turned around, and the military boots under his feet
Kicked him hard.
"Bang——!"
The tree suddenly had clearly visible shoe prints, the entire bark was kicked to pieces, a lot of sawdust flew everywhere, and tree sap seeped out from the gaps in the shoe prints like blood.
However, this time, Zhang Zicheng did not use spiritual energy to amplify himself.
In other words, any adult on earth who has exercised well can do the same thing when he comes here.
It seems that it is not very difficult to pull up a tree with bare hands.
"So is it because of the low dimensionality?" Zhang Zicheng touched the chin of the helmet-type gas mask and said to himself.
But it has to be said that the low dimensions, which only have numerical changes after seven digits, are only slightly lower in mass and density than the earth, which is beyond Zhang Zicheng's expectations.
After all... Whether it is the universe where the original system was dimensioned or the universe of the Galactic Empire, Zhang Zicheng has the ability to destroy the world with just a breath.
This level of power disparity seems out of proportion compared to the numbers?
If the generation difference between each decimal point after seven digits is similar to the generation difference between the earth and this world, after reducing it to 2.01 dimensions, Zhang Zicheng feels that he can only destroy a planet by dying, and cannot reach a planet at all.
The outrageous extent of cells being millions of light years away.
But this world, after all, has a dimension starting with 3. Maybe the integer '3' is a watershed? Maybe the gap between 2.999 dimensions and 3.0001 dimensions is the biggest.
However, the samples were too small, and Zhang Zicheng could only think up to this point. He put this issue aside for now and will talk about the dimensions near integer bits in detail later.
At this moment, another person walked out of the time and space pocket behind him.
It's not Rego, it's Konghuan.
A crow with a scarlet right eye stood on Kong Huan's shoulder. Everyone and the bird were looking around curiously.
Since Zhang Zicheng was very proficient in entering and exiting the space-time pocket and had mastered certain skills, even though the psychic energy protecting Kong Huan's clothes came from the crow's right eye, she successfully walked out of the gap with her clothes intact.
At this time, the surrounding wind suddenly became quiet again.
Not only that, Zhang Zicheng didn't feel anything strange about himself, but in the super white blood cells stored in Crow's right eye, Zhang Zicheng once again felt the sight that seemed to completely scan the person based on the spiritual energy stored in it. p>
It's just that after coming into contact with Crow's right eye, the sight receded faster than when he first observed Zhang Zicheng, so that Kong Huan didn't notice anything abnormal at all.
"Is this the skinny planet? It looks a bit similar to the Earth?"
Kong Huan wondered.
On the alien planet, Zhang Zicheng finally no longer cared about what Kong Huan was doing. She walked around freely and destroyed flowers and plants, but Zhang Zicheng didn't care at all.
He just glanced at Kong Huan and asked, "Don't Pan Xing have these kinds of vegetation?"
Kong Huan shook his head: "Have you forgotten? I said that Pan is a satellite of the galactic center, and we are the descendants of the colonists. For us, there are no natural plants to speak of, and all plants are functional.
Standardized, not even something as luxurious as a landscape. They are all neat and tidy, and there is no such natural scenery."
Zhang Zicheng nodded, which is reasonable. For a planet without any original plants, it may not be difficult to transplant plants, but the cost is not comparable to the cost of a plant itself. Maybe it can be sold as a luxury product.
, but if ordinary people want to enjoy it for free, it is a foolish dream.
Because the trees here are very fragile, Zhang Zicheng no longer considered going to high places, but directly ordered the crow to fly into the air, providing him with vision through super white blood cells.
Zhang Zicheng didn't like the crows of crows very much, so Xiaowu just nodded, flapped his wings silently and rushed into the sky.
Zhang Zicheng finally saw the nearby landforms clearly.
It is surrounded by mountains and forests, but there are not many mountains, and most of them are just gentle slopes. There is a river not far away, and a small town is built along the river. There is a faint smoke in the town, and you can still vaguely see the waterwheel and the mill.
Well, after all, this is the place where the duke’s illegitimate son is exiled, so it’s not a deserted place he’s looking for.
Zhang Zicheng turned to look at Kong Huan and asked, "Hasn't Lei Ge decided to come over yet?"
Kong Huan shrugged: "I can't understand what he said, but looking at him, he seems to be very reluctant."
Speaking of this, Kong Huan couldn't help complaining: "I think he is just less hungry. If he lives alone in the crack space for more than half a year like me, no matter what bad things happen at home, he can leave that place anyway."
Every depressing place is a good place."
Hearing this, Zhang Zicheng suddenly felt confused and said: "Speaking of which... after you entered the gap space, it took you so long to find the room to go to the earth. How did you survive during this time?"
Kong Huan opened his mouth, shifted his gaze, threw the back of his head to Zhang Zicheng and said, "Of course my parents were prepared. When they threw me in, they also prepared food for me..."
At this point, as if she had thought of some excuse, she turned to look at Zhang Zicheng and said matter-of-factly: "And didn't we originally plan to build a living area? There are also foods left by the early colonists." p>
Zhang Zicheng narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Kong Huan, feeling that this girl still didn't tell the truth.
It seems that people with advanced civilizations only have more eyes, not less.
However, Zhang Zicheng could see Kong Huan's resistance, so he stopped asking questions. Those things were not important anyway.
Since Lei Ge didn't plan to come back, Zhang Zicheng ignored him and started to move towards the small town. Kong Huan also followed behind him, messing with flowers and grass from time to time, causing disaster to many plants.
However, not long after Zhang Zicheng walked out of the forest, he suddenly saw some strange figures from Xiaowu's perspective.
These figures are different from ordinary small town residents. Although those residents look poor and dusty, they are no different from the ancient European poor in film and television materials. At first glance, they are quite normal.
And those so-called strange figures... some are like a group of dark three-dimensional shadows, and some are like dolls carved from trees. The distance is too far, and there are too few super white blood cells in Xiao Wu's eyes, so he can receive
The number of photons is limited, so we can only roughly see those.
Zhang Zicheng had a premonition in his heart...Those things are probably the same as Lei Ge's manifestation technique, they are supernatural things belonging to different universes.
No, there is nothing supernatural in the universe, it is just the nature of this universe.
Zhang Zicheng couldn't help but quicken his pace, wanting to carefully observe things that did not exist on the earth.
This impulse of curiosity is completely different from when facing the previous low dimensions... After all, the previous low dimensions were too low. Zhang Zicheng's mentality for a long time was to regard it as an upgraded version of computer games.
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Even if he is willing to do some good things to improve the lives of ordinary people, it is because... Zhang Zicheng will do the same in the game, and the low dimension just gives him a chance to realize it.
But this low dimension finally gave Zhang Zicheng a real sense of 'travelling'. This time he was no longer playing a game, but actually came to another new world that was completely different from the laws of the earth.
When Zhang Zicheng approached this small town, someone noticed Zhang Zicheng's presence from a distance.
Even for people on earth, the image of wearing a gas helmet and protective clothing that completely covers their face is a bit scary, let alone these country people who don’t have much experience.
The town is built on a low slope. In addition to the road facing the town entrance, an arch and a watchtower are simply built using bricks and stones on the flat areas. The remaining steep terrain seems to be to save costs.
, just using rows of sharpened log bolts to form the wall.
Originally, there were many people coming and going on this road entering the town, but until Zhang Zicheng appeared, most people poured directly into the town, and soon the entire uphill gravel road was empty.
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At the same time, in the arch, the cross-grid gate fell with a clang, completely blocking the way in and out.
"Stop!"
Above the masonry arch, there were many guards in armor. Only the white-haired man who shouted was the only one wearing neat green clothes instead of armor.
Seeing this, Kong Huan poked Zhang Zicheng's back and asked curiously: "They don't seem to welcome you very much. What are you going to do next? Are you going to force your way in?"
Zhang Zicheng ignored Kong Huan. After the other party shouted to stop, he really stopped obediently.
However, he was not afraid of the bows and arrows in the hands of the guards, but was controlling Xiaowu to fly down from a high altitude to observe the situation in the city at close range.
"Who are you? Where are you from? I don't think you look like local residents."
After the white-haired man finished shouting, several people approached him from behind, holding armor in their hands, and helped the white-haired man put it on.
It turns out that Zhang Zicheng arrived too unexpectedly. This man who looked like a lord had no time to put on his armor.
But speaking of armor, Zhang Zicheng also saw through Xiao Wu's eyes that those armors were not the tin cans he often saw in movies and TV series. Most parts were covered in strangely colored robes, and only the shoulders and helmets could be seen.
Clear iron sheet.
Xiaowu's vision swept across the scene in the entire city, and after grasping a certain amount of information, Zhang Zicheng spoke.
"Dear... Sir? I am just a doctor who happened to be passing by here. I heard that there was a plague in the city, so I came to check the situation."
The people on the city wall looked at each other, obviously very suspicious of this statement.
Zhang Zicheng also saw from the perspective of a crow that there were many tents near the city gate, and inside there were many patients covered with abscesses...or corpses.
The town is not large, but most of the people look very sick. There are also many characters who look like priests walking around, muttering words of compassion, and then getting some water from the basin next to them.
,sprinkle it to the surrounding crowd.
These water drops were obviously not just for psychological comfort. Zhang Zicheng could clearly see that after the water drops hit the patient, they revealed a hint of green, and then the patient's expression became a little more energetic.
Embodiment technique?
I hope he's not a dabbler like Rego who can't explain the principles.
Or, at least the legends and stories they recited can be a little more reasonable, so that Zhang Zicheng will not have any sense of recognition and involvement.
After the white-haired man put on his armor, he saw that the visitor showed no signs of wearing a crossbow, so he did not continue to wear a helmet and continued to shout in an energetic voice: "Really? You are really a noble doctor, but you are very...
Sorry, we cannot welcome unknown guests. If you want to come to the city to provide help, the first step should be to dispel our doubts and report your identity and origin."
To be honest, Zhang Zicheng was even a little surprised by the other party's politeness.
Such a decent response made Zhang Zicheng embarrassed to do anything rude. He simply took off his gas helmet and politely said: "Sorry, this is my gas mask. It is used to prevent the plague."
After all, as a doctor, you must first protect yourself from the disease before you can help your patients."
Zhang Zicheng, who had taken off his helmet, had already used his spiritual power to sunken his eye sockets and straighten the bridge of his nose... just like an ordinary black-haired Westerner.