After taking inventory with Xiao Ai, Bei Gaoyang went to see the "Abyss" of the Magic Network again.
In fact, it is just a "sewage pond". A large number of sentient beings' ideas that are not useful for the Magic Network or that are "harmful to health" are placed in this first-opened auxiliary space.
Note that it is ancillary space and not compressed space.
The compressed space forms certain folds on the basis of the original space, just like an artificial small vortex formed in the torrent. In essence, it is still part of the torrent, but it is influenced by external forces and formed to a certain extent and with a certain duration.
spatial structure.
Compressed space is widely used in some application scenarios because it has a low threshold for implementation and low consumption. However, in terms of efficiency, it is far less practical than ancillary space.
What about the ancillary space?
As the name suggests, it is an associated space structure that extends beyond the basic structure of the original space. It is like a small bubble attached to the main space...a small bubble popping up on a big bubble. You can understand it by imagining it this way.
How small is this bubble?
If the big bubble in the main material plane is as big as the earth, then this small bubble is like a human eyeball.
When you are in such an artificial space, the first thing you feel is its fragility.
The field of vision is gray, but with the spiritual power of the 8th Ring Master Bei Gaoyang, he can easily touch its boundaries. The spatial barrier is really as thin as 'paper', and it can be torn into pieces by a slightly larger wave.
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But this is also an illusion.
No fragile space structure can be easily torn into pieces. Broken space will form a large number of space fragments, and space fragments can cut everything.
The reason why the turbulence of time and space is so dangerous that even the clones of gods dare not easily step into it is because there are a large number of space debris.
Detonating an attached space is like detonating a nuclear bomb on the earth. It is a true "weapon of mass destruction" and the last resort to destroy all enemies.
The fragility of the attached space comes more from the keen sense.
It's like being inside a trembling egg. The quality of the Archmage's spirit and soul is like iron filings. Although the egg is large, it cannot carry the mass and density of the iron filings. Therefore, the entire space structure is trembling, which gives
He has such a sense of immediate vision.
Through the misty fog, Bei Gaoyang felt his "fall". The speed of this "fall" was extremely alarming, causing the fog to surge in huge amounts. In just a few breaths, he fell to the bottom.
Seeing that he was about to touch the turbid 'sea surface', Bei Gaoyang snapped his fingers and came to an emergency stop on the 'sea surface', but the huge potential energy it carried still pressed a huge depression into the 'sea surface'.
When the potential energy is absorbed by the "sea surface", the depression is leveled. Therefore, in the process of filling the depression with "sea water" from all directions, a huge tsunami is formed.
boom……
The tremors in the attached space became more intense, like the end of the world.
Any space structure has an upper limit of mass that it can accommodate. Exceeding this upper limit will cause instability in the space structure. This law applies to all space structures including the main material plane. The reason why the gods cannot truly
Safety is only one of the reasons for walking in various major planes. The biggest reason is that due to their mass and density, when their true bodies arrive, the movement caused will be like this.
Therefore, the most common use of clones to walk around the major planes is to use tailor-made clones to control the quality and density of the clones. Doing so is not for the sake of the plane and the creatures living in that plane. Just like Bei Gaoyang is doing now.
If you move a little bigger, you have to worry about being 'accidentally injured'.
So what is this ‘sea surface’?
Visually, it is a turbid, viscous substance between solid and liquid.
It's like a big dye vat mixed with various paints. There are still huge bubbles rising on the surface. It looks a bit disgusting. When each bubble bursts, there will be various vague whispering sounds. This kind of whispering is tangible.
, is a kind of smoke that evaporates upward
, the closer you get, the clearer you hear it. If you accidentally touch it, haha, you can feel thousands of ducks singing happily in your ears, roughly breaking into your consciousness, affecting and infecting your own emotions, and even
The pain that can occupy your surface consciousness.
Yes, they come from the collective consciousness of players.
It's just useless and harmful.
But this uselessness and harmfulness are relative terms, but for the magic net, their "ingredients" cannot be absorbed by the magic net.
The smoke evaporates upward, getting higher and thinner, gradually forming a dense fog that fills the space.
This is the prototype of the ‘Abyss’.
When the "solid" in the sea water becomes higher and higher, land will be formed, and when the spatial structure becomes more and more stable, the sky will be formed.
The pure ones rise and the turbid ones descend. Is it similar to the creation myth of the earth?
Canaan and even the entire crystal wall system experienced a similar process.
When the sky and land are formed, the spatial structure becomes stable. The "collection of thoughts of all beings" will evolve all things. The imagination and definition of everything in the "collection" will evolve into the unique "climate" of space, which is the so-called law.
Then here comes the problem.
The player's imagination and definition are obviously earth-colored, which is very different from the mystical narrative of Canaan. If this 'abyss' is really formed in the future, it will definitely be more like the earth, which will form a de facto invasion.
The communication between the two crystal wall systems has gone very deep with the carrier of the player. The mysterious phenomena and rules brought back to the earth by the player's soul, the magic network defined, imagined and supported by the player, and this auxiliary space.
The Magic Network is like a bridge. The seawater of two crystal wall systems with different properties blends together. It must carry the genes of both, and it must be different from each other.
So what does it look like?
Bei Gaoyang hopes that the magic network will eventually look like what he planned, and is currently working hard in this direction.
Okay, let’s get down to business.
The sea is very vast. You can imagine how abundant the amount of soul power and faith the Magic Network has harvested now. This 'sewage pool' is not harmful yet. It is like a 'tumor' that is still developing. What Bei Gaoyang wants to do
, to ensure that it will not evolve to malignancy.
Just how to do it?
He stood in the air on the turbid and sticky sea and thought.
…
Like migratory birds, the entrance to the Kobold Mine Dungeon has returned to its former hustle and bustle.
The 6-layer magic network has the ability to affect time and space. Busy system function interfaces like this have been processed with 'multi-line' processing. Singer sent the 5th line, but his teammates were on the 13th line. The 13th line was overcrowded. He repeatedly
When he tried to jump over, he was told that the transfer failed, which made him sweat all over.
The Chinese elf captain was urging again, becoming more and more impatient. Singer almost begged him to wait for him for a while, and then began to change the line frantically.
Transfer failed!
Transfer failed!
Transfer failed!
…
There are many people around him who are doing the same thing as him, some are anxious and scolding, some are harassing the online customer service, and some are just causing trouble by blocking the teleportation array to prevent people from entering... In addition, there are various types of teams, recruiting.
There are people, those asking for help, those setting up stalls, those hawking, those quarreling, those talking and laughing, those who brag, those who argue... How can one be so lively?
Only the NPC seemed to be unperturbed. It was obviously an intelligent NPC. It could only memorize lines mechanically and follow the predetermined procedures no matter how urgent it was.
Swish, swish, swish...
Continuous white light refreshes, and the positions of each team are vacated, which are immediately filled by newly teleported players... There are really no gaps at all.
Seizing the opportunity of a team entering the dungeon, Singer finally succeeded in switching lanes.
I saw a flash of white light, the 13th line of white light fell near his teammates, and Singh and the team completed the rendezvous.
"TMD, I wasted half an hour on gathering."
"Third brother, it's all your fault."
"Blame me, blame me. Next time, don't act alone. Let the captain teleport."
"This is a basic operation, okay? Don't make such low-level mistakes again in the future."
"Definitely!"
After being cautious for a while, the elf player leader led his team to squeeze towards the NPC with difficulty.
"Hey, if you have eyes, stop at my booth."
An old player who had just closed his stall and was preparing to sell new goods shouted to the team in dissatisfaction.
"Damn, I can't speak well, so what can you do if I take your position?", Singh's most hated Chinese teammate responded.
"Hey, you, a newbie is so awesome?"
"Hey, what's wrong with the newcomer? You're an old player, how awesome are you? You're just a coward who specializes in soy sauce!"
"Fuck, show your ID!"
"It's bright, grandpa is waiting for you."
"Okay, I have the guts!"
"Grandson, where's your ID!"
"Forget it, let's all stop saying a few words..."
The grievances between players happened so quickly and suddenly. This accidental grudge was forged. The elf captain took away his teammates who were still yelling and scolding, and gave up his position. The veteran players who lived a leisure life and had a professional life started to resentfully.
stall, privately chat with a friend, and tell him that if he meets a newbie named so-and-so in the future, he will kill him...
well!
Singer is actually envious of the Chinese players' gratifying gameplay. They have this confidence and the confidence. This is inseparable from China's domestic culture, tradition, and environment. For example, hardcore players... forget it.
It's better to have big hardness. The Chinese people are not qualified and they explode like firecrackers.
After finally squeezing near the NPC, we waited for more than half an hour before it was their turn.
The captain went up to talk, but before Singh was ready, a white light flashed and he was teleported into the dungeon.
Everyone was shocked when they entered the dungeon for the first time. It was dark, cramped, damp, and the gloomy corridor led straight into the depths that could not be seen. One after another, elegant, like will-o'-the-wisp light spots flickered in the deep darkness.
A gust of cold wind blew away the 5 seconds of system protection time, and suddenly...
"Candle, my candle..."
"Maoqi God is the greatest..."
"I dig, dig, dig, dig, dig..."
"ah!"
"What's the ghost's name?"
"Captain, it's so eerie."
"Fucking zombies, skeletons, and ghosts have all been vomited, and it's still scary? Battle formation, hurry up!"
The five-person team hurriedly completed the formation, and then...then stood there in a daze.
"Captain, there is a countdown limit!"
"Don't be stunned, go out and be careful!"
Singer's nervous heartbeat was thundering, and the palms of his hands holding the leather shield were covered in sweat. He bravely walked in front, but after just a few steps, the 'will-o'-the-wisp' in front stopped.
"There is an intruder!"
"Give me the candle, give me the candle..."
Hurrah, a group of level 4 and 5 kobold miners rushed out. There were more than a dozen of them, and they immediately surrounded the team. Singer blocked the two in the front, but there was nothing he could do about the ones on the side. His teammates were chopped down.
There was a lot of excitement, and the formation suddenly became chaotic.
"I'm sorry!
"
"Third brother, you..."
The most fragile one, a Chinese teammate who was about to turn into a mage was killed after a few seconds and was sent out of the dungeon in a white light. The remaining players didn't last long either, and each one was besieged by several monsters.
, the first copy trip ended in a hurry.
[System prompt: You have been kicked out of the team by Captain: Alliance Forever Alliance.]
As soon as Singer was sent out, he was kicked out, "Blame it on me, is it my fucking fault?" He was so angry that he yelled.
It was clearly the captain's fault just now. Who asked him to let everyone break into the warning distance of the monster at once? He only has two hands, and it's not like Lord Shiva has thousands of hands and faces. How can he block it? Damn it, how can he block it!
?
The more I thought about it, the angrier I became, and I was just about to have a private chat with those damn Chinese people, and give them a good scolding to vent the bad anger I had suffered during this period.
[System prompt: Player: The Forever Alliance invites you to join the team.]
Well……
Kick for a while, add for a while, just kidding me, right?
Join the team.
Singer: What's going on, captain? You really didn't blame me just now.
The league is forever: the wrong kick is the fault of the Swede.
Singer: Yes, this is the guy. He was so surprised. Captain, our equipment is still not good enough. We can’t handle it.
Alliance Forever Alliance: Wait.
So Singer waited like a little wife.
Ten minutes later.
"Haha, the captain is awesome and got some good stuff from his cousin."
Singer was overjoyed: "What? Is there anything I can use?"
The eternal alliance: [The poor monk Ai Shitai’s novice threaded amulet (green)], [The poor monk Ai Shitai’s novice power ring (green), [The poor monk Ai Shitai’s novice compound short bow (green)],
Singer was stunned as his two Chinese teammates cheered.
Alliance Forever Alliance: "I told you, a gold medal is within reach."
——Tsk, tsk, such an indifferent style!
"The boss is mighty!"
"The boss is awesome!"
Singer: The poor monk's love for his master and his wife's love for the bald donkey are...
"The CP of the eldest cousin, the patriarch of a big family, a master on the level combat power list, a level 36 Ling Jue barbarian, and an enchanter... an enchanter, the existence of a humanoid money printing machine."
