Your universe is so fragile

Chapter 100 Changes
After all, Zhang Zicheng does not have any special magical abilities in reality. If it is purely physical, that is, the energy and strength under the blessing of spiritual energy far exceed ordinary people, and it can probably be compared to a small forklift.

The current scene is so messy, even if Zhang Zicheng wants to clean it up, it won't be done in a short while.

It's just that Zhang Zicheng really didn't expect at first that after seeing the smoke in the mountains, people would come so quickly, and the time didn't even pass 5 minutes.

Obviously, this time I was a little bit on my back, and picked a time when there were people in the mountains.

Zhang Zicheng used psychic energy to change his facial muscles, and used the muscles to prop up the changes that mimicked the bones. Although it looked a little strange, it was definitely far from the original appearance, and he simply disguised his face.

Afterwards, the person who made the noise approached. They were dressed in ordinary clothes, but it was impossible to tell who they were from their clothes.

One of them looked to be around 50 or [-] years old. His skin on his face was weathered and rough, but his brows were not as simple as ordinary farmers, but had a fierce temperament that was not angry and self-confident.

He saw the pile of fallen leaves emitting black smoke on the ground, and the anti-gravity iron block on which the temperature gradually dropped. He frowned and asked, "Who are you? What are you doing here?"

There was an obvious suspicious tone in the words, and several other people also vaguely blocked the downhill direction where they could escape.

If it was Zhang Zicheng in the past, he might be dissatisfied with the tone of the other party, but now, he can see more subtle details, and he can simply sense their emotions with spiritual power.

These emotions are not malicious, and may be a little wary, but more negative comes from their own exhaustion and anxiety.

Zhang Zicheng explained: "I live near here. I built a gadget to try it out, but I didn't expect it to catch fire. Luckily, I made fire prevention measures beforehand."

"Gizmo?"

The middle-aged man who asked the question stepped forward, and as soon as he got close to the pile of smoky fallen leaves, he felt a surge of heat inside.

Another younger person couldn't help saying: "You made an atomic bomb? What kind of thing is this? Could it be a bomb?"

Zhang Zicheng was speechless: "Have you ever seen such a big bomb? Besides, who would use steel plates to cover the bomb?"

The middle-aged man stepped forward and stepped on the steel block. Feeling the heavy weight, he looked at Zhang Zicheng suspiciously again.

"This thing is not light. I'm afraid it weighs several hundred catties. How did you transport it to the mountains? Where's your means of transportation?"

Zhang Zicheng raised his eyebrows. Although he didn't think these people were malicious, he didn't want to be questioned like a prisoner.

So he went straight forward, took off his coat and wrapped it in his hands to do basic heat insulation, then picked up the anti-gravity aircraft that had dropped in heat, and carried it directly.

At the same time, he said casually, "I'm sorry, it's not that heavy, it's only about a hundred catties, the weight of a girl."

As he said that, Zhang Zicheng carried his anti-gravity aircraft like this, and planned to leave in the direction it came from.

The middle-aged man said again: "Wait, I still have a few words to ask you."

"Sorry, I'm not a prisoner, and you're not the police, so I don't accept your inquiries."

Without stopping, Zhang Zicheng replied and passed by the people around here.

Unexpectedly, one of the young men trotted up to him, took out an ID from his pocket, and said seriously, "Sorry, we are the police."

Zhang Zicheng looked at the certificate and was silent for half a second.

Then he changed direction and ran away.

Because the speed was too fast, the plainclothes were stunned for a moment, and then quickly ran after them in the forest.

"stop!"

"What are you running for?!"

What else can Zhang Zicheng run?He didn't want the police to summon his parents to the police station to pick him up, and when he asked about it, he didn't go to work for almost half a year, and he was hiding in the warehouse at the foot of the mountain in his hometown.That's all, she didn't go back to see them even once, and avoided more than a dozen blind dates urged by WeChat, which is simply outrageous.

Fortunately, Zhang Zicheng changed his appearance when he heard someone coming. As long as he can escape this time, he is not afraid that they will find him again.

It's a pity that without the legendary storage space, it's hard to handle this thing on your shoulders...

Although Zhang Zicheng now has psychic power, the enhancement of Gaowei's psychic power to the body is still far from the degree of exaggeration in the universe of the Galaxy Empire.What's more, he was carrying nearly 500 kilograms of things, and he was chased by some well-trained policemen.

However, the panting policemen who were chasing after him were also puzzled, especially the middle-aged policeman who led him. He kicked that kick at that time, and he knew the touch of his feet. The thing definitely weighed more than a hundred catties.

Besides, even if it's only a hundred catties, it's not normal for tm to be able to walk like flying with a hundred catties on his shoulders!
Anyone can clearly understand that a person carrying a hundred catties and a dead object carrying a hundred catties are not the same concept at all, unless the dead object is a hundred catties of money.

At this time in the small woods, both of them had already run nearly two kilometers away.This is not flat ground, but a mountain forest with complex terrain. Due to his own weight, Zhang Zicheng had to choose a hard ground, otherwise stepping on it would be like stepping on mud.

Fortunately, it hasn't rained in the past month, otherwise it would be a little muddy, and Zhang Zicheng would not be able to move his legs.But even so, every step is a clear and deep footprint.

"By the way...why should I run with this thing?"

Zhang Zicheng, carrying the anti-gravity vehicle, suddenly muttered to himself.

As long as he is not afraid of this thing being destroyed, anyway, what is important is the technology in his mind, and he can reproduce it at any time.Two, don't be afraid that this thing will be deciphered...Let's not say that the various circuits inside are specially set up for energy supply with psionic energy, so what if it is really deciphered?Do you care if this technology is acquired by the country?
Even with some expectation, Zhang Zicheng simply threw the anti-gravity vehicle to the ground.

"Boom!" There was a sound, because it fell flat on the ground, so it didn't hit the ground completely.But what followed was a huge shock and smoke and dust all over the sky.

The 500-jin load disappeared, and the soil under his feet turned from muddy to hard. Zhang Zicheng seemed to have suddenly started using superpowers. The Flash made a "chug" in the woods, as if he had jumped behind a certain tree The hidden space disappeared in an instant.

It took about ten seconds for the policemen to arrive late. Looking at the iron blocks on the ground and their backs that disappeared in an instant under the cover of smoke and dust, they couldn't help but stop on the spot panting.

"Huh...huh...this guy can really run!"

Panting for breath, the young police officer came to the side of the anti-gravity vehicle and kicked it, feeling the weight of the thing immediately, and couldn't help showing a look of surprise.

Because Zhang Zicheng had already carried the cold wind blowing all the way, the temperature at this time was only a little warm, and it was no longer hot.So the young police officer bent down and tried to lift it up, but in the end his face turned red, but he couldn't lift it up a bit.

"Xiao Chen, are you short of practice? Can't even lift this thing?"

Another older policeman smiled and patted the younger policeman on the shoulder.

The young police officer finally let go of his hands, supported his knees and couldn't stop panting, "Hey, don't say it, huh... this thing... huh, it's so heavy that it's welded to the ground."

"Where is it so exaggerated? Just now the man carried it for two kilometers." The older police officer didn't care, and tried to lift it.

Then, a look of shock appeared in his eyes.

Seeing this scene, the other police officers looked at each other in blank dismay.

"come together!"

Someone made a noise, so a few policemen surrounded the iron block and dug the soil on the ground to make room for their hands to carry it. But after working hard for a long time, they only let the corner of the thing slightly off the ground in the end.

"Bam—!"

It fell heavily on the ground again, and several policemen completely lost their strength. They were either sitting on the big iron block, or holding on to the tree, only panting heavily.

The slightly older police officer asked the head of the middle-aged police officer: "This kind of strength...is it definitely him?"

The middle-aged policeman took a deep breath, calmed down, straightened up, looked back at the footprints left by Zhang Zicheng running all the way, frowned slightly, shook his head and said: "Probably not, but even if not, the other party definitely has something to do with this case." relation."

As he said that, he turned around, took out the walkie-talkie, looked at the big iron Gada, and said, "Team [-], we need a forklift."

What these police officers didn't notice was that a black dragonfly was flying above their heads.

Zhang Zicheng was lying on the top of a small hill, enjoying the sunshine and the breeze blowing in the grass, while listening to their conversation.

Zhang Zicheng was a little surprised by the case mentioned by these police officers.

He still knows how special his own strength is in reality.But such power actually reminded them of a certain case, obviously that case must be very special.

Zhang Zicheng couldn't help but continue to track them with the dragonfly, constantly listening to the details of their conversations and piece together information.

Finally, when these people struggled to use a forklift to pull away the anti-gravity aircraft he made, Zhang Zicheng got the information he wanted.

To put it simply... There was an old bachelor in the next village who was beaten to death with a millstone.

Not only that, but the entire crime scene is full of traces of man-made damage to buildings.

The wall was smashed, the iron chain was torn off, and the millstone was appraised, and it was still broken off. The prisoner carried it for 20 meters before catching up with the victim and killing him.

And the prisoner's footprints were the main reason why the middle-aged police officer thought that Zhang Zicheng was not a prisoner.

The footprints of the two are inconsistent in size, and it is obvious that they are two people.

The reason why these police officers came here after a homicide occurred in the next door village was mainly because, after the incident, dead animal corpses would appear in the forest from time to time, and even the most numerous of these animal corpses were the national second-class protected animals. wild boar.

The cause of death of these animals is that most of them were violently broken their necks or smashed their skulls, and lost a lot of meat, leaving only the complete head and skeleton, as well as the internal organs eaten by other animals.

However, what is strange is that there was no sign of any fire from the beginning to the end, as if the hunters were eating their prey raw.

Zhang Zicheng frowned slightly, feeling a little uneasy about the situation.

At first, he wondered if it was caused by the players he picked.

Although the players have no way to transfer the low-dimensional comprehension spells to the high-dimensional, but if there is really no benefit, these players will not be so ecstatic to seek a way out in the comprehension world.

That is martial arts as a substitute for comprehension spells, which they can really learn.

The martial arts here does not refer to combat skills... but the real method of transferring blood.

Although there is no aura in high dimensions, the most important driving force for moving blood is also absent.But these players practice with their own low-dimensional bodies in the low-dimensional environment, and a small part of their nerves will be deceived and hypnotized, and they will really start to act...

With the initial impetus, even if the subsequent exercise is difficult, it will be a matter of course.Therefore, if there are really powerful criminals, those players who learn martial arts in low dimensions are the most likely candidates.

However... carrying a millstone to kill people, and entering the forest to eat wild boars raw.

This kind of thing is something Zhang Zicheng personally selected, and it is absolutely impossible for him to do it.

Even if it can be done, Zhang Zicheng has already implanted super white blood cells into everyone's body, and the location of all of them is under his control. Recently, all the players live in the county town, and absolutely no one has entered the forest.

"Who is it?"

Zhang Zicheng couldn't help frowning. As the person who possesses the most information on extraordinary power in reality, anyone would subconsciously maintain their intelligence dominance.Unknown information may be taken for granted by ordinary people, but for high-ranking intelligence personnel, it is an unbearable fog on the battlefield.

We must find this person and find out the origin of the other party.

Zhang Zicheng made up his mind, but he didn't expect that such a supernatural change would appear in the reality that he thought would be peaceful forever.

"No... Since communicating with the system and knowing that there are aliens, it seems that reality is not as peaceful as it seems."

Zhang Zicheng shook his head helplessly, then stood up, took out two dragonfly drones from his arms, and let them fly.

Of course he made a lot of them, otherwise how would Zhang Zicheng be able to monitor so many players?
And with the system as a mid-range assistant, Zhang Zicheng does not need to personally operate each Dragonfly drone, he only needs to continue to use spiritual energy to provide power.

While monitoring the information exchanged by the police, Zhang Zicheng used several dragonfly drones to conduct an all-round search of the entire hill at different heights for bird's-eye view and low-altitude search.

This kind of efficiency is naturally far better than the county police who are still using manpower... Although the country does have satellite surveillance technology and drones and other high-tech, those are not resources that a group of county police can mobilize.

In less than two hours, Zhang Zicheng found a suspicious figure by a stream more than 30 kilometers away from here.

(End of this chapter)