The interstitial space is indeed magical. The universes it connects are all within the range of around 3.14.
But that’s not necessarily the case. It may be that other beings with higher or lower dimensions cannot enter the interstitial space because the difference in dimensions is too large.
The reason why Zhang Zicheng's eyes lit up when he heard their pi was naturally because he confirmed that these people came from a different earth, and it was an earth that at least had countries such as Germany, France, Britain, and China.
Such a huge similarity is almost equivalent to the so-called parallel universe.
Zhang Zicheng actually also doubts that the so-called parallel universe is not really the same as the dimension of the homotope, but is very similar. In fact, the pi of each universe is actually unique?
However, the samples he has currently come into contact with on this issue are too few. He will return to study it when his horizons are broader in the future.
Everyone in the special environment response team had extremely tense muscles all over their bodies.
The other party's abnormal behavior is really difficult to ignore.
When the team leader saw this man suddenly approaching, he could no longer maintain his normal attitude on the surface. He raised his gun and said sternly: "Stop! Please stop approaching!"
Having said that, my finger has actually pulled the trigger.
Fierce tongues of flame immediately poured out from the muzzle.
If it were Zhang Zicheng before going to Iceland, facing such a situation, he would not have many options.
Probably use psychic energy to protect yourself, then retreat to other rooms, and then use sword energy or magnum revolver to sneak attack.
After all, with such intensive firepower, even Zhang Zicheng, who is extremely powerful after being enhanced by spiritual energy, cannot directly contact the projectiles with his own body.
But now, Zhang Zicheng has more solutions, and his control over the situation is extraordinary.
There are no grand scenes or movements, and there are no ghostly movements and speeds.
Zhang Zicheng walked towards these people very calmly, but the bullet that was about to point the gun at his head was fired, like a human body stroke, passing through him and hitting the uniformity in the gap between them.
on the wall.
Until Zhang Zicheng stood completely in front of the leader of the group, stretched out his hand and took out the submachine gun from the opponent's tense arm, the leader's finger still maintained the position of pulling the trigger, as if it was paralyzed and difficult to move.
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Violent gunshots spread far and wide along the countless exits in the space. But the room where the gunshots were fired was as quiet as an ice cave.
The cold sweat made the fabric of the protective clothing stick to the skin, giving people a sticky and uncomfortable feeling. But the leader of the special response team could no longer feel it at all, and his entire body had a certain degree of numbness.
This feeling was so weird. The gun was clearly pointed at the opponent, but the bullets just flew past him. The huge difference between reality and expectations made the leader of the special response team stand on his head with all the hair on his body.
However, in fact, Zhang Zicheng did not use any advanced spells or rules... He simply used Qi on their gun muzzles to create a small arc of Qi pipe.
The degree of adhesion of infuriating energy is naturally much higher than that of water. Even water can completely stop bullets within five meters, let alone infuriating energy, but that consumes too much energy.
So Zhang Zicheng just extended their gun barrels continuously, not too long, just just beyond his own body.
The moment the bullet came out of the barrel, it entered the tube where the invisible Qi condensed. Zhang Zicheng deliberately controlled the inclusiveness and softness of the Qi, so the bullet did not directly hit the target as if it hit the protective Qi.
The effect is that it smoothly follows the flow line of the true energy and turns a small arc.
The whole process consumes very little infuriating energy, which is probably equivalent to the amount Zhang Zicheng consumes by flying about a hundred meters. For Zhang Zicheng, who has the golden elixir to spin and refine infuriating energy, it is almost negligible.
Of course, this is mainly because Zhang Zicheng is a modern person and knows more about firearms than he can do this kind of thing when they meet for the first time. At the same time, facing people on earth who also come from modern civilization, he does not want to be too heavy-handed, so he chose
Such a gentle way of handling.
After Zhang Zicheng took away the opponent's submachine gun, he played with it for a while. It was a model he had never seen before, but the overall design concept looked no different from that of modern firearms. It should not be something based on steampunk or atomic punk or the like. He looked at the extremely nervous special response team, smiled slightly, and returned the submachine gun directly to the leader.
"Your gun seems to be malfunctioning and the rifling is a little off. Take it back and get a new one. Can you take me back with you by the way? I miss the food in my hometown."
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The members of the special response team, forced by Zhang Zicheng's smile, had no choice but to agree to his request and take the other party back to their home base.
Being kidnapped by a hacker and forced to take him to the human society on Earth is a rare or even non-existent situation. In the past, they had never even thought about it, let alone had a corresponding response plan.
However, there are similar situations.
For example, you are infected with a special infectious disease and are not sure whether there is a risk of spreading but want to get help. Or you are being hunted by a high-level hacker and are running for your life.
So while silently leading the way, these members of the special response team secretly pressed a hidden signal transmitter on their bodies.
Due to the particularity of the gap space, although the signal can propagate normally in the room, the attenuation is extremely serious. It can basically propagate to five rooms, which is beyond the scope of civilian equipment.
After all, the interstitial space seems to be just a three-dimensional maze. In fact, the rooms here do not obey Euler geometry at all, and the overlapping phenomenon of rooms is very serious. Some roads may tear down a wall and destroy an overlapping room, which will never be rebuilt again.
The route passes through this room.
Therefore, the biggest role of their signal transmitter is that when they and others are approaching the base, they can get an early warning about twelve rooms in advance and start a response strategy.
But what the special response team found incomprehensible was that behind this man, there were two other people...
And they are both girls, one with blond hair and one with black hair, one looks heroic and the other looks short and thin.
"Teacher, where are we?"
Beatrice was carrying an ax on her back. After communicating with Kong Huan, she was disappointed to find that they couldn't understand the language and could only ask the teacher questions.
Zhang Zicheng did not look back. He was recording the room route he had experienced, and just said in Icelandic: "I call this place the gap space. Others who enter here may have different names. It is probably the gap between different universes or worlds.
, I entered here from another world, and then entered your world from here."
Zhang Zicheng had no intention of hiding anything, and he didn't care whether Beatrice could accept it or not, he told her everything directly.
Fortunately, Beatrice didn't make a fuss like someone who had received nine years of compulsory education. As an Icelandic barbarian who grew up listening to myths and could only wield swords and axes, she was only slightly surprised and said: "Huh? Are we now?
Are you walking inside the branches of the World Tree? It’s so magical.”
"Absolutely." Zhang Zicheng shrugged. It seems that the other party's cognitive system is quite compatible with these unconventional situations. "However, your nine realms probably add up to one universe. And the interstitial space links,
It’s a different Nine Realms, a different World Tree.”
Beatrice was a little confused now. She had never accepted the concept of the universe in the past. In her opinion, the atrium was already very big, and the Nine World Tree that carried the atrium was the entire world.
Unexpectedly, just after we went out on an adventure with Master, we were about to run to another World Tree?
Beatrice tightened her straps and raised the giant dragonbone sword behind her, with an excited and expectant smile on her face.
Although the incident in the interstitial space came out of the blue, Zhang Zicheng still did not forget his original purpose. When leaving with the special response team, he asked Kong Huan to push the pocket space toward the skyline of the main body.
The pocket space moves forward bounce by bounce on the sea of the Nine Realms Universe. The speed is not very fast, but it should be able to reach the location of the main body in a little more than two weeks.
Zhang Zicheng's body also took the time to observe the progress of the Ouroboros ritual. After all, Jörmungandr was too big. Even though it was devouring itself faster and faster, it was still within the normal range. As long as the pocket space can
Just arrive before the Ouroboros ritual is completed. By then, Zhang Zicheng can advance, retreat, or defend, and he will dare to go up and study the ritual boldly.
In other words, this clone of myself has about two weeks of free time to move around, and there is no need to take into account the situation on the main body.
But...
Zhang Zicheng watched the team in front enter the next room one by one, and couldn't help but want to sigh.
The speed is too slow.
But it is a pity that the interstitial space does live up to its name. Although the size of each room varies, and occasionally there are rooms as big as a square, but more rooms should only be about a hundred square meters.
Such an area is too crowded for the nine-member team of six special response team members plus three Zhang Zicheng.
What's more, there are no 'doors' that need to be opened in the gap space, but the locations of the passages connecting the rooms are all kinds of weird. There are some on the wall, some on the roof, some stairs, some slides. In short, there are all kinds of weird things.
Not to mention the mighty march of so many people, even if Zhang Zicheng were to go alone, the speed would not be faster.
I have just experienced flying in the wind at five times the speed of sound, and suddenly I have to start climbing a maze. If this is some kind of game, it is definitely a bad level design.
At this moment, the special response team in front stopped.
Zhang Zicheng didn't question it, because even if he didn't follow the sewer-like passage into the next room, he felt it.
In that room, the aura of another 'individual' appeared.
Zhang Zicheng did not stop, he pushed aside the members of the special response team in front of him, entered the room, and came to the leader.
Beatrice quickly followed her master's footsteps, but Kong Huan hesitated for a moment, but still dared to reveal only half of her head to observe secretly.
Then, she saw a 'clown' standing in the middle of this semicircular, arch-like room.
This clown is really ugly, with a huge head on a body with thin arms and legs but a big belly. He has red hair but is bald, and his face is painted with cheap white paint.
The key point is his expression. He is obviously expressionless, but the corners of his mouth are raised high. Coupled with the dead fish eyes, he looks like a frog with his head lowered and his eyes looking up.
Zhang Zicheng could tell that the team leader beside him was breathing rapidly.
Not only him, but the team members behind him also stiffened due to the intense fear in their hearts.
Zhang Zicheng completely ignored the silent atmosphere at the scene, patted the leader on the shoulder, and asked curiously: "Friend, what's wrong with you? You look like you're scared out of your mind. Do you know this thing?"
The team leader was shocked by Zhang Zicheng, and then he came to his senses.
But he still looked nervously at the clown in the center of the room. His body clearly wanted to retreat, but he was unable to take steps because of his nervousness.
The team leader swallowed, took a deep breath, and found that Zhang Zicheng's words did not cause the other party to move. Then he carefully replied in a trembling voice: "It...it is recorded. The sixth-level gap is also recorded."
The highest level of crack on record..."
As soon as he said this, he couldn't continue.
Because the team leader discovered that the clown, who had not shown any signs of movement even though the man was speaking loudly, suddenly looked at him with his dead fish eyes after he spoke.
Then the leader blinked.
Just after closing his eyes and opening them again, he was horrified to find that the clown was already standing in front of him.
Zhang Zicheng saw very clearly just now that the clown's footsteps didn't move at all. It just slid in front of the leader in the blink of an eye.
At such a close distance, Zhang Zicheng discovered that the clown was quite tall, at least about two and a half meters tall. But because of the ugly proportions of his short limbs and big head, he had no reference in the distance.
The situation looks very small.
The clown was condescending, and his shadow completely enveloped the leader. On that expressionless face, his eyes looked straight through the mask of the isolation suit, and met the leader's eyes.
Then, the clown suddenly put his hand into his arms. Just when Zhang Zicheng was about to take action, he suddenly found that it actually took out a red balloon.
The clown handed the balloon to the leader. The leader was a little stunned for a moment and didn't know whether he should accept it or not.
So Zhang Zicheng stretched out his hand, took the balloon, touched his chin and asked curiously: "Did you give him the balloon to appease his fear?"
The clown finally reacted to Zhang Zicheng. It turned its head mechanically and stiffly, looked at Zhang Zicheng, a smile appeared on its expressionless face, and then nodded.
However, this smile squeezed out more wrinkles on its already ugly face, making it look even more terrifying and intimidating.
When the team leader heard this, he was stunned and felt a little relieved in his heart.
Could it be that you and others have always misunderstood this sixth-level gap?
Could it be that the other party is not actually completely evil, but that I and others are unable to communicate with it, which leads to...
Thinking of this, the team leader could no longer think any more.
Because the clown opened its mouth vertically and took the leader's head into its mouth.
The entire outside of his isolation mask was instantly covered by a ferocious bloody mouth full of mucus and sharp teeth.
While the leader was frightened by this sudden scene, the clown breathed slightly and covered his mask with a layer of white mist. Then his sharp tongue stretched out and drew a smiling face on the white mist.
Finally, the clown opened his mouth, let go of the leader, and put his ugly face on the smile he had drawn. From a distance of less than three centimeters, he and the leader looked at each other almost face to face.
Looking into the other person's emotionless eyes, the team leader felt as if he were staring at a cold corpse.
This sudden occurrence, like a jump-scare scene in a horror movie, almost made the team leader shout hysterically: "Go to hell!"
Just like Zhang Zicheng's excessive behavior before, he finally couldn't help it and once again pulled the trigger of the submachine gun in his hand to the end.