Your universe is so fragile

Chapter 112 Sight
Zhang Zicheng's first reaction was that he was exiled Lei Ge, and he even arranged for someone to monitor here.

However, he immediately felt that this possibility was unlikely. Although Zhang Zicheng didn't know much about the situation in this world, Lei Ge had been in the crack space for more than two months.He wasn't some great demon king who had been sealed away. During the two months of his disappearance, there would still be people standing guard in place to prevent the demon king from returning.

Under the round red lenses of the gas mask, Zhang Zicheng narrowed his eyes slightly, feeling the spiritual energy fluctuations in his body.

To be honest, it was the first time that this feeling of being watched...or being observed by a certain kind of gaze was so clear.At least no matter whether it is in low dimension or on the earth, even if Zhang Zicheng is standing in front of the public, he can feel very little line of sight. It can only be said that he can feel a little vague when he senses it carefully.

The observation at this time was more like being scanned by X-rays from the inside out. Zhang Zicheng even suspected that the other party's line of sight could pass through his skin and directly observe his muscles and bones.

Hmm... The description is similar to the clairvoyant eyes of Kryptonians.

However, after this kind of observation aroused Zhang Zicheng's psychic vigilance, it reduced a lot in the psychic confrontation.

As Zhang Zicheng held his breath and tried to trace back through psychic energy, the observation line of sight finally completely disappeared.

At the same time, the breeze in the forest was blowing again, the trees and grass resumed their swaying, and the chirping of insects and birds could be faintly heard.

Zhang Zicheng raised his head, found a fairly tall tree at random, and climbed up it two or three times.

It's just that when he stepped on the branch, Zhang Zicheng heard a 'click' from his feet, and he fell down again.

"The tree here feels so brittle?" Zhang Zicheng looked at the broken branches under his feet, turned his head to look at the tree as thick as an ordinary adult man's hands, thought for a while, turned around, and the military boots under his feet He kicked hard.

"Bam—!"

The tree immediately had clearly visible shoe prints, the entire bark was kicked to pieces, a lot of sawdust was splashed everywhere, and the sap oozed from the gaps of the shoe prints like blood.

However, this time, Zhang Zicheng did not use spiritual energy to amplify himself.

In other words, any adult who has exercised well on the earth can do the same thing when he comes here.

It seems that it is not very difficult to roll trees with bare hands.

"So it's because of the low dimension?" Zhang Zicheng touched the chin of the helmet-style gas mask and said to himself.

But it has to be said that the low-dimensional, which only changes numbers after seven digits, is only slightly lower than the earth in terms of mass and density, which is very beyond Zhang Zicheng's expectations.

After all... Whether it is the universe where the system was first upgraded or the universe of the Galactic Empire, Zhang Zicheng has the ability to destroy the world with a single breath.

Compared with the numbers, this level of disparity in power seems out of proportion?
If the decimal point after seven digits, the generation difference between each one is similar to the generation difference between the earth and this world. After reducing to 2.01 dimensions, Zhang Zicheng feels that he can destroy a planet if he dies. Cells are absurdly millions of light-years across.

But this world, after all, is a dimension starting with 3, maybe the integer '3' is a watershed?Perhaps the gap between 2.999 dimensions and 3.0001 dimensions is the greatest.

However, there are too few samples, so Zhang Zicheng can only think about this point, temporarily put this question on hold, and talk about the dimensions near integer digits in the future.

At this moment, another person walked out of the space-time pocket behind him.

Not Rhaego, but the empty ring.

On Kong Huan's shoulder stood a right-eyed scarlet crow, looking around curiously at each person and bird.

Since Zhang Zicheng was very proficient in entering and exiting the space-time pocket and had mastered certain skills, even though the psionic power to protect the empty ring clothing came from the crow's right eye, she successfully walked out of the gap wearing the intact clothing.

At this time, the surrounding wind suddenly became quiet again.

Not only that, Zhang Zicheng didn't feel anything strange in himself, but in the super white blood cells stored in the crow's right eye, Zhang Zicheng once again felt the sight that seemed to completely scan people based on the psionic energy stored in it.

It's just that after touching the crow's right eye, the line of sight receded faster than when he first observed Zhang Zicheng, so that Kong Huan didn't notice any abnormalities at all.

"Is this the skinny planet? It looks a bit like Earth?"

Konghuan asked curiously.

On the alien planet, Zhang Zicheng finally no longer cared about what Konghuan was doing. She walked around freely and destroyed flowers and plants, but Zhang Zicheng didn't care.

He just glanced at Konghuan and asked, "Don't Pan Xing have these vegetation?"

Konghuan shook his head: "Did you forget? As I said, Planet Pan is a satellite of the galactic center, and we are the descendants of the colonists. For us, there are no natural plants to speak of, and all plants are functional. Normative, not even as a luxury of landscape. They are all in order, there is no such natural landscape.”

Zhang Zicheng nodded, which is reasonable. For a planet without any original plants, it might not be difficult to transplant plants, but the cost is not the same as the cost of a plant itself.Maybe it’s okay to sell it as a luxury item, but it’s just a dream for ordinary people to enjoy it for free.

Because the trees here are very fragile, Zhang Zicheng no longer considered going to a high place, but directly ordered the crow to fly into the air to provide him with vision through the super white blood cells.

Zhang Zicheng didn't like the crow's cry very much, so the little crow just nodded, flapped his wings silently, and rushed into the sky.

Zhang Zicheng finally had a clear view of the nearby landforms.

It is surrounded by mountains and forests, but there are not many high mountains, most of them are just gentle slopes.There is a river not far away, and a small town is built along the riverside. There is little smoke in the town, and waterwheels and mills can be seen vaguely.

Well, after all, it was the place where the duke's illegitimate son was exiled, so it really wasn't some deserted place to find.

Zhang Zicheng turned his head to look at Konghuan, and asked, "Hasn't Lei Ge decided to come over yet?"

Kong Huan shrugged: "I can't understand what he said, but looking at him like that, he seems very reluctant."

Speaking of this, Kong Huan couldn't help complaining: "I think he's just less hungry. If he lives alone in the crack space for more than half a year like me, no matter what bad things happen at home, he can leave the place that makes him hungry anyway." Any ghostly place where people are depressed is a good place.”

Hearing this, Zhang Zicheng suddenly became a little puzzled and said, "Speaking of it...it took you so long to find the room to go to the earth after you entered the crack space, so how did you survive during this time?"

Kong Huan opened his mouth, shifted his gaze, threw the back of his head to Zhang Zicheng and said, "Of course my parents were prepared. When they threw me in, they also prepared food for me..."

Speaking of this, she seemed to think of some excuse, turned her head to look at Zhang Zicheng, and said as a matter of course: "And didn't we plan to build a living area at the beginning? There are also food left by those early colonists."

Zhang Zicheng narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Konghuan, feeling that this girl was still not telling the truth.

It seems that highly civilized people will only have more minds, not less.

But Zhang Zicheng could see Konghuan's resistance, so he didn't ask any more questions, since those things were not important anyway.

Since Lei Ge didn't plan to come back, Zhang Zicheng ignored it and started walking towards the small town. Kong Huan also followed behind him, messing with flowers and grass from time to time, causing many plants to suffer.

However, not long after Zhang Zicheng walked out of the forest, he suddenly saw some strange figures from Xiaowu's perspective.

These figures are different from ordinary town residents. Although those residents look poor and dusty, they are no different from the ancient European poor in the film and television materials. It is quite normal at first glance.

And those so-called strange figures... Some are like a mass of black three-dimensional shadows, while others are like dolls carved from trees. There are a limited number of photons, and only roughly those can be seen.

Zhang Zicheng had a premonition in his heart... Those things, like Lei Ge's manifestation technique, were supernatural things belonging to different universes.

No, there is nothing supernatural in the universe, it is just the nature of the universe.

Zhang Zicheng couldn't help speeding up his pace, wanting to carefully observe those things that don't exist on the earth.

This curious impulse is completely different from the previous low-dimensional... After all, the previous low-dimensional is too low. Zhang Zicheng has a mentality for a long time, and he regards it as an upgraded version of computer games. .

Even if he is willing to do some good things to improve the lives of ordinary people, it is because... Zhang Zicheng will also do the same in the game, and the low dimension just gives him a chance to realize it.

But this low-dimensionality finally brought Zhang Zicheng a real sense of "time travel". This time he is no longer playing a game, but has really come to another new world that is completely different from the laws of the earth.

When Zhang Zicheng approached this small town, someone noticed Zhang Zicheng's existence from afar.

Even for people on earth, the image of wearing a gas helmet that completely conceals the face and protective clothing is a bit scary, let alone these rural people who don't have much knowledge.

The town is built on a low slope. In addition to the road facing the entrance of the town, an arch and a watchtower were simply built with bricks and stones on the flat place.In the rest of the steep terrain, it seems that in order to save costs, only rows of sharpened logs are used to form walls.

Originally, there were still many people coming and going on this road entering the town, but after Zhang Zicheng appeared, most of them poured directly into the town, and the entire uphill gravel road was vacated after a while .

At the same time, in the arch, the cross-grid gate fell down with a bang, completely blocking the passage of entry and exit.

"Stop!"

Above the masonry arch, stood many guards wearing armor. Only the white-haired man who shouted was the only one who was wearing neat green clothes without armor.

Seeing this, Kong Huan poked Zhang Zicheng's back and asked curiously, "They don't seem to welcome you very much. What are you going to do next? Are you going to force your way?"

Zhang Zicheng ignored Konghuan, he really stopped obediently after the other party yelled to stop.

However, he was not afraid of the bows and arrows in the hands of those guards, but was controlling Xiaowu to fly down from a high altitude to observe the situation in the city at a close distance.

"Who are you? Where are you from? I don't think you look like local residents."

After the white-haired man finished yelling, several people approached behind him, holding armor in their hands, and helped the white-haired man put it on.

It turned out that Zhang Zicheng came too abruptly. This man who looked like a lord didn't have time to put on his armor at all.

But speaking of wearing armor, Zhang Zicheng also saw through Xiaowu's eyes that those armors were not the tin cans he often saw in movies and TV dramas.Most of the parts are shrouded in robes of strange colors, and only the shoulders and helmet can see the clear iron skin.

And Xiaowu's vision swept across the scene in the whole city, and Zhang Zicheng opened his mouth after grasping a certain amount of information.

"My lord...my lord? I'm just a doctor passing by here. I heard that there is a plague in the city, so I came here to check the situation."

The people on the city wall looked at each other in blank dismay, obviously very skeptical of this statement.

Zhang Zicheng also saw through the crow's perspective that there were many tents near the gate of the city, and there were many patients with abscesses all over their bodies lying in them...or corpses.

The size of the town is small, but most of the people look sick, and there are many characters who look like priests walking around, chanting words of mercy, and then dipping some water from the basin beside them , to the surrounding crowd.

These water droplets are obviously not purely psychological comfort.Because Zhang Zicheng could clearly see that after the water droplets hit the patient's body, there was a hint of greenness, and then the patient's expression became a little more energetic.

Manifestation?
I hope it's not Lei Ge's half-baked guy who can't explain the reason.

Or, at least the legends they recited could be a little more reasonable, so that Zhang Zicheng would not have no sense of identity and substitution.

And after the white-haired man put on his armor, he saw that the person coming did not show signs of wearing a crossbow, so he did not continue to wear a helmet, and continued to shout angrily: "Really? Then you are really noble medical ethics, but very Sorry, we are sorry that we cannot welcome guests of unknown origin. If you want to come to the city to help, the first step should be to reassure us and report your identity and origin."

To be honest, Zhang Zicheng was even slightly surprised by the other party's politeness.

Such a decent response made Zhang Zicheng feel embarrassed to act rudely. He simply took off his gas helmet and said politely: "Sorry, this is my gas mask, it is used to prevent the plague. After all, as a doctor, you must first protect yourself from the disease before you have the ability to help patients."

And Zhang Zicheng, who took off his helmet, had already used spiritual power to sunken his eye sockets and straightened his nose... just like an ordinary black-haired Westerner.

(End of this chapter)