When others practice martial arts, I create the world

Chapter 42 The small world is alive, the sense of time

I don't understand.

However, this does not prevent Yang Chen from studying this small world.

He controlled the little blue bee to keep bumping against the edge of the small world, wanting to see if there was any weak point.

However, he almost hit them one by one, and he didn't find a weak point in a daze.

The membrane wall of this small world seems to be the same in every inch, let alone knocked open, not even a trace can be left.

"Is this little bee too soft?"

Yang Chen tried to take out the little bee.

After the result was taken out, it was found that it was out of control outside.

My mind is not yet able to separate from the body. Controlling this little bee should be controlled like a flying sword, not possessing or seizing the body.

But Yang Chen didn't think too much, he squeezed the little bee with his hands.

As a result, with a "poof", my finger was actually cut by the wing of the little bee.

"How is it possible?" Yang Chen was shocked, his current skin might not be able to hurt even ordinary people with ordinary swords.

But the wings of the little blue bee cut through his own skin without even exerting any force.

"So strong?"

Yang Chen avoided the wings, tried to pinch other places, and found that the other places of this little bee were also very hard, and with his current strength, he couldn't deform it at all.

Now he doubted more and more what the particles that made up the little blue bees were.

But this can be studied later, what is more important now is his own small world.

"Such a hard little bee can knock itself flat just by bumping into the membrane wall of the small world..."

It can be seen that the membrane wall of the small world is harder, and much harder.

"It can only be said that it is worthy of being the membrane wall of the world?!"

Yang Chen bared his teeth, how should he expand such a hard world membrane?
How to completely open up this small world into a real world?
At this time, the sky was slowly getting dark, and the mutated bees from before were gone.

Yang Chen still has some regrets. If there are tens of thousands more and more blue particles of that kind, maybe he can strengthen the little blue bees in his hand to the point where he can help him open up the world.

He studied the blue bee for a while, then collected it into the small world, and started collecting bugs again.

During this process, he was the same as yesterday, as long as he saw people, he would avoid them from a distance, and would not meet anyone face to face, so as to avoid conflicts.

After all, he was holding a star blue alloy saber worth millions, so it was easy for others to stare at him.

Even if there is a scabbard, the material of the sword cannot be seen from the surface, but we must prevent people from being well-informed.

While collecting bugs, Yang Chen was also doing experiments. After collecting those bugs into the small world, he tried to give them permission to move.

It's a pity that even if he gave permission, those bugs couldn't move, because the inside of the small world was in a semi-solidified state. There was space, but there was no time. The creatures couldn't adapt at all, and would die soon.

Unless he can control and personally control the movement of those bugs, they cannot move by themselves inside.

It may be that the small world is too weak to allow those bugs to struggle in place, otherwise they may not even be able to struggle.

"time……"

Yang Chen took out his phone, first glanced at the time, and then put the phone into the small world.

He waited patiently for a few minutes before taking out his phone again.

Unsurprisingly, the time on the phone was still at the moment it was put in, not even beating for a second.

It wasn't until it was taken out that the clock above started to move again.

But at this moment, the time on the phone is several minutes behind the normal time.

It wasn't until he checked the network that the time finally returned to normal.

Yang Chen fell into deep thought: "A world must have time, otherwise it will be incomplete. But how can we give time?"

Give the small world time, as the owner of the small world, can you do it?
If so, how?
There should be a price, right?what do you need?
By the way, the origin of the world!
Suddenly Yang Chen was shocked: "The small world will transform into the origin of the world. This origin of the world can't be produced for fun, right? It can't be just for me, right?"

So--

Thinking of this, he had a thought, trying to let the small world absorb the origin of the world produced by itself.

"Buzz!"

In an instant, a large number of bugs were collected and killed before, and more than [-]% of the accumulated world essence was directly consumed, leaving only a few drops.

And at this moment, suddenly the whole small world seemed to come alive.

The insect powder floating in the air began to fall, and the admission notice fixed on the small sky also fell down.

Even some poisonous insects that were not completely dead could finally struggle to crawl or flap their wings.

And at this moment, Yang Chen seemed to sense a sense of time.

That's right, the sense of time.

It's like the passing of time, the feeling of time walking alone.

It is a pity that the sense of time is very weak, that is, it appears at that moment, and then disappears soon, and can no longer be felt.

"Sense of time?" Yang Chen was overjoyed: "Can it be used by me just like the sense of space?"

The current him doesn't dare to manipulate time at all, but even if it's just a sense of time, he can be extremely satisfied.

It's a pity, except for the moment just now, no matter how he feels at this moment, he doesn't have that feeling anymore.

However, the time in the small world did not disappear again after its birth, and the small world did not return to a static state.

Seeing that the admission notice was about to fall on the worm powder and get dirty, he hastily created a space-distorted isolation area to store the admission notice.

"My sense of space appeared directly after the small world of Dantian was opened up. With a sense of space, I can store or take out items."

"Now, time is born in the small world, what can I do?"

sense of time...

Yang Chen tried his best to sense it, but he didn't feel anything, even if he recalled the feeling before, it still didn't have any effect.

"I can't perceive it from the outside world, but what about inside the small world?"

Yang Chen was about to sink his thoughts into the small world.

But at this moment, a beast roar came from afar.

The voice, although not loud, gave people a creepy feeling.

"Forget it, let's talk about it when we go back, don't rush this moment."

Yang Chen tried his best to restrain the urge to sink his mind into the small world. Perhaps time is higher than space, so only part of his mind sinks into it, and he can't perceive time, even if he is the master of this small world.

It may take a complete sinking of the mind into it.

But now, he is in the wild, even if no mutant beast dares to approach here, and no other warriors appear, there will always be poisonous insects approaching under his feet.

Dare to completely sink your mind into it here, that is courting death.

"It's better to get more world origin first, in case the time inside is manipulated, it will also need to consume the world origin?"

With this thought in mind, he immediately took another step to collect bugs within one meter of the surface and the ground on this battlefield.

This time, after these bugs were brought into the small world, they were no longer static in place as before, but could crawl and fly around.

Yang Chen was distracted to observe while collecting the bugs.

He found that even though there is already time in the small world at this moment, and the time is flowing normally, the miraculous thing is that the origins in the original space have not been consumed.

"Does the autonomous flow of time that has already been born not consume the origin? What is the principle?"

"Could it be that it is a law? The unreasonable law in the novels of the previous life?"

If it's a law, then it's understandable. This kind of thing won't make sense to you at all.

They may be consumed, but they are just normal existences and hardly consume anything.

(End of this chapter)