Albert slowly opened his eyes and felt a pain in his chest. His last memory was the last time he fought with the warriors of the ancients. In the end, Arbiter Mel self-destructed, and that guy would rather choose death than accept it.
Albert's kindness. The young tiger man was also involved in the explosion and was seriously injured.
So what is the situation now? He thought about the ins and outs of the matter. It should be that Mutt came to take him away and take him for treatment. He didn't know how long he was unconscious. In this different space, the flow of time is meaningless.
.
The bandage was wrapped tightly around his chest, so tight that he almost couldn't breathe. However, the wound on his chest hurt so much that it seemed like it was about to burst. Without the support of the bandage, it would have burst. He gritted his teeth and slowly got up, looking around.
Wait and see.
The room is still a special room built from his memory. The material of the entire room is black, but there are obvious white outlines, which allows people to understand its three-dimensional structure. However, the things in this room
There are more towels, beds, and medical supplies on the floor. It seems that they are all brought from the real world, because they are not black bodies with white outlines.
It seemed that... besides Mutt, there was the aura of someone else living here. Because there was more than one bed on the floor. They were taking turns guarding the seriously injured Albert, always monitoring the injuries of the tiger man youth.
Has anyone been here?
"Ah, you're awake!" Hearing the movement in the room, the cat boy rushed in from the outside: "Great, you're finally awake!"
"Mutt..." Albert looked at the other person. Mutt looked very haggard. The flow of time in this different space was meaningless, but it was obvious that Mutt had been taking care of the seriously injured Albert during this time.
Special, maybe I haven't had a good rest for a long time.
"Don't get up yet, lie down properly." Mutt added, "Otherwise the wound will open again."
"How long have I been unconscious?" Albert asked as he lay down obediently.
"I don't know. One month? Two months? It's hard to calculate the precise time here." The cat boy took out something like a pocket watch: "It doesn't matter if the timing device in the electronic instrument doesn't jump, even this
The hands of this ancient clock don't move either. I just take turns taking care of you with them. When I'm really sleepy, I go to bed, so that when I wake up after sleeping, it counts as one day. I can only calculate it roughly like this."
"them?"
"Mr. Gusta and that human, um, Mr. Eric? They are here too." Mutt replied: "Thanks to them being here, otherwise I wouldn't be able to take care of you by myself."
"Gusta meow." Albert frowned: "I obviously asked Eric to send Gusta back to Egypt. It seems that guy broke his promise."
"That's too much. You actually said bad things about me behind my back." Someone broke in, it was the strategist Eric: "Yes, I promised you to send the unconscious tiger back to Cairo. But he
He woke up after that and asked me to bring him to you. What else can I do? Should I leave him alone, or should I knock him out and force him back to Cairo?"
"Knock him out, of course." Albert said without thinking.
"Who are you talking about knocking unconscious?" At this time, another person walked in outside the room, it was Gusta, the tiger man.
"Uh." Albert paused and did not directly contradict Gusta.
"The responsibility for all this lies with me. I asked Mr. Lawrence to send me over to the Big Hollow." Gusta added, "And luckily I came. As soon as we arrived, we saw Mutt dragging the unconscious man.
You really scared us when you woke up covered in blood."
"Anyway... I still have to thank you for your help." Albert could only say. It seemed that either Gusta carried the unconscious man back to the village of Ryanton, or it was the strategist Eric who used his telekinesis to do something good.
Albert's weight is not light, no matter how you look at it, it is not something that Mutt can lift alone.
"You don't need to thank me. I hardly did anything. Mr. Lawrence was doing all the moving." Gusta said.
"Just call me Eric. I've said it many times." Strategist Eric reminded. He seemed to hate being called by his family name, probably to distinguish himself from his brother Lawrence.
"In short, it'll be fine if you wake up." Gusta added: "It seems that you have passed the critical period. Next, you just need to take good care of your injuries and repair the wounds completely. I hope there will be no sequelae."
"My body is much stronger than you think." Albert said bravely.
"Haha -" Mutt stretched, "I don't care if your knot is strong or not. Anyway, as long as you're fine, I'm exhausted. Let me go and take a nap first."
"Thank you for your hard work, we will guard this place." Gusta said, "Have a good rest."
However, the flow of time in this different space is meaningless. In fact, they don't need to eat or sleep, Albert thought. Mutt's resting is not to relieve physical fatigue, but at most it is to relieve mental fatigue.
After Mutt left the house, he did not find another village house to settle down to sleep, but walked into the hidden woods nearby. Because all objects in the different space were pitch black, with only a clear white outline, once
After entering the woods, Mutt was almost surrounded by darkness, and people outside the woods could not see him at all.
"He woke up." The cat boy said, "Finally passed the dangerous period."
"Very good." A black shadow of a tiger man appeared in front of Mutt: "In this way, his complete recovery from his injuries is an established fact. Time will heal all pain. Do you need any more medical supplies?"
"No. You have given me enough." Mutt shook his head and said, "It's a shame that you can conjure supplies out of thin air in this empty alien space."
"It was not conjured out of thin air. It was transferred from your real world." The black shadow representing the abyss replied: "Don't ask how it was done specifically."
"...Does that mean you are so powerful that you can get anything from the real world?" Mutt asked tentatively: "I have an idea. If you can get the medical cabin on the Dawn,
, maybe we can quickly heal the injuries on the stupid tiger. I believe that you, with your great powers, have a way to power the medical cabin in this different space, right?"
The black tiger shadow was silent for a few seconds: "This is possible. It is difficult to deal with, but it should be possible."
(They can actually do it...!)
Well, it shouldn’t be difficult to steal a medical cabin from somewhere in the world. The Dawn is not the only one that has that kind of medical cabin. There are probably other ancient ships as well, and the same ship is definitely still sleeping in the world.
Somewhere in the corner, waiting to be discovered.
But how on earth did they generate electricity and power the medical cabin in this alien space with nothing? Mutt couldn't figure it out anyway. Is the power of the abyss really so omnipotent?
"As I said before, this is to ensure that Mr. Albert can fully recover from his injuries." The black shadow representing the abyss said: "Originally, in this space where the flow of time is meaningless, he has enough time to
Recuperate slowly until his injury recovers."
"But these injuries may not necessarily heal completely with the passage of time. It is possible that if the wounds are not repaired early, they will not be fully repaired in the future, leaving permanent sequelae." Mutt continued: "Your master is not willing.
Seeing the sequelae of the stupid tiger's injury lowering his combat effectiveness. This will affect the fairness of the game."
"That's right." The black figure nodded: "Please wait a moment, the medical cabin will be ready soon."
"Didn't you say that the flow of time here is meaningless?" Mutt noticed the contradiction in the other party's words: "If the flow of time is meaningless, you should be able to get the medical cabin right away?"
"Yes. But the actual operation of things is more complicated than you think." Black Shadow replied, "We must take into account the flow of time in reality."
"……What's the meaning?"
"You can only get the medical cabin you want at a certain time, that's what it means. In order to get the medical cabin you want, you must make the time here flow consistent with the time in the real world. Wait until
At a certain moment, you get that specific thing, and then let the flow of time here return to the state where [the flow of time has no meaning]."
Mutt shook his head, not fully understanding, but asked worriedly: "In other words, the next step is to synchronize the time of this different space with the real world, and wait for several days before returning to [time does not flow].
Status?"
"It doesn't take a few days, just a few hours to synchronize it to the real world."
"From the time I first entered this alien space, how many hours have passed since then?" Mutt thought for a moment: "I have a friend who passed away, and I originally planned to attend his funeral at nine o'clock in the morning that day.
…In this way, can we make it in time for the funeral?”
"Probably not," the other party replied.
Mutt was silent for a few seconds. He had already been mentally prepared that he would not be able to attend Leo's funeral.
"Is there any way..." The cat boy still asked: "Before that, send me outside and let me attend my friend's funeral and then come back? Then no matter how you adjust the flow of time, it won't work."
It will affect me."
"Don't push yourself too far." The black shadow representing the abyss said coldly: "We can send you away from here, but we have no obligation to send you back. If you want to leave, you can leave at any time. No one will stop you, but just leave.
Don’t come back."
Mutt showed an aggrieved expression. But it is true that the abyssal forces only want Albert. The rest of them are all "accessories" and are just allowed to stay in this alien space. The abyssal forces have no reason to let Mutt
After they left here freely, they entered here freely. This was not a space where they were welcome to enter from the beginning.
If there were only two people in this different space, Mutt and Albert, and Mutt was needed to take care of the injured Albert, maybe the abyss forces would tolerate Mutt's willfulness. But now there is another one in this different space.
With these two people, they could completely take care of Albert. Mutter's existence became dispensable.
"Okay, just pretend I didn't say it." Mutt sighed: "You can adjust it to whatever time you like."
Rather than attending Leo's funeral, he chose to stay with Albert here, that's all. There are always many things that must be chosen in life, and you can never have the best of both worlds.
"Then, the medical cabin you want will be ready in about seven hours - based on real world time." said the tiger shadow.
"We have to wait the same seven hours here...is that right?"
"Exactly."
"How did you get the medical cabin from the real world in such a short period of time?" Mutt asked curiously.
"It's no big deal." The other party replied, "I'm just going to salvage the wreckage of the spacecraft."