Above the gray fog

"Do you know how Tushan Anni got here?" Lin Shan looked at Huang Liu.

"Wasn't she pulled here by a terrifying ghost?" Huang Liu said.

"Where is that ghost?"

"Suddenly disappeared."

Lin Shan fell silent. The process was correct, but the person was wrong. Nüba became a terrifying ghost.

"Have their memories been changed?"

"No." Little Turtle replied, "It's not that the memory has been changed, but she didn't exist in their memory. It can be regarded as a self-correction of memory."

"There are not many creatures who have seen the woman just now, and the impact on history is minimal. Some things, whether there is an impact or not, depends on whether there are creatures who have seen them. When your scroll and her scroll intersect, the future and the past have a dialogue, this is a kind of interference with history. If there is too much interference, extremely terrifying things will happen."

"Well..." Lin Shan nodded slightly.

"What? You haven't told me what happened just now?" Huang Liu saw that Lin Shan had been ignoring him, and he was immediately unhappy.

"Curiosity kills the dog. Do you really want to know?" Lin Shan looked at him.

"Uh... I'll think about it."

"Let's go into the village. Ghosts don't seem to dare to approach the village." Lin Shan interrupted Huang Liu who was still thinking.

"Ah... OK."

Tu Shan An Ni followed Huang Liu without saying anything, holding the corner of the princess's skirt with one hand, wondering what she was thinking.

Everyone walked to the Yellow Emperor's former residence again. This time, Lin Shan directly reached out to push the door, but found that the door did not move at all.

"I'll do it." Huang Liu put his claws on the door.

The claw arm suddenly expanded, and a huge force rushed forward.

Stirring up dust all over the sky, the door still did not move.

"Forget it, just spend a day outside, and think of a way during the day."

"Don't try other doors?"

"We have only entered this room. Who knows what is in other rooms? It's best not to touch them."

"To be precise, you haven't entered this room either, and you didn't enter the same room." The little turtle reminded.

"Since there are countless possibilities at the same time, the things in the previous room should also be in this room." Lin Shan said.

The little turtle shook his head:

"You still have problems understanding, it's not your fault, it's hard to understand if you haven't reached that level."

"The derivative of possibility, in layman's terms, is that when you first enter this relic, the first village you enter is real, and all the villages behind are possibilities of the first village, which are false. That page of paper can only be taken out if it is torn from the first village."

"All the villages behind are false illusions?" Lin Shan thought.

The little turtle fell silent, thinking about how to make Lin Shan understand.

At this time, the parchment was like chicken blood, and pieces of handwriting emerged.

Parchment: [This can be regarded as a five-dimensional space-time that has been three-dimensionalized. Most creatures in the world are born in three-dimensional space-time. Creatures in three-dimensional space-time are promoted to powerful gods or masters. Although they can enter higher-dimensional space-time at will, they will still not adapt. At this time, they will force the high-dimensional to be compressed to a low-dimensional, and here is the five-dimensional space-time being crushed to three dimensions. ]

Parchment: [This relic is the unfolding surface of the five-dimensional space-time. The long river of time exists in the four-dimensional space-time. All villages are a separate three-dimensional space-time. ]

Parchment: [Only the first village is a fragment of the four-dimensional long river of time. The other villages are the dimensional reduction manifestations of the first village from the five-dimensional space-time to the three-dimensional space-time. You can imagine a scene where a sphere is crushed into a plane. Therefore, only the things in the first village can be taken out through the four-dimensional long river of time. ]

Parchment: [You are about to die. Please return to the main space-time as soon as possible. ]

Parchment: [Remaining survival time... two days. 】

"I'm dying?" Lin Shan frowned. He roughly understood the explanation on the parchment, but then he was told that he was dying...

If you don't speak up when you need it, it's no good if you speak up...

"What do you mean you're dying?" Huang Liu looked at Lin Shan in confusion. This kid wouldn't be stupid. He took out the hourglass from his waist and rubbed it in his hands. "What I want to know most now is whether we can get out. If not, I'll try to contact my sister."

"Can you still contact your sister?"

"It should be possible. The hourglass can still be used, which means that the contact is not broken. However, it's just an energy clone, not the real body." Huang Liu nodded, wiped the hourglass and hung it back on his waist.

As expected of the younger brother of the gods, he carries the clone of the gods with him. With this configuration, he can walk sideways in the human circle.

These are not important now. He just wants to know why he is dying...

Lin Shan frowned, thinking about the problems he is facing now and the solutions.

Lin Shan: [How to get out? 】

Parchment: [……]

Lin Shan frowned even more deeply. The parchment always got stuck at the critical moment. What does this mean?

Does he not want to say it, or can't say it?

He is so poor that he only has a few thousand years left to live.

The parchment can't be used, so the only thing left is...'divination'.

"I'll try it first. If it doesn't work, you can summon your sister." Lin Shan closed his eyes and activated 'divination'. In his perception, his body was constantly sinking. When he opened his eyes again, he had come to the familiar destiny space.

Here gathered the destiny threads of all living beings. There were countless threads extending from his body, and it was unknown where they would connect.

Divination itself belongs to the super-standard sequence, which is a big trump card of his. Its apparent ability is even better than parchment. At least ‘divination’ will not fail like parchment.

Because the ability is too strong, the side effects are equally strong, and it has become Lin Shan’s least commonly used sequence.

The invisible black line that penetrates both arms is always there, and there is a weak pulling force at all times, trying to pull him into an unknown space.

Lin Shan noticed that all the silk threads connecting him lost their original color and turned grayish white.

He guessed in his heart that it might be related to the time and space he is currently in. Is this the reason why he is about to die?

So, not only him, Huang Liu and Tu Shan An Ni must be facing the same problem, but they haven’t discovered it yet...

"A way to get out..." Lin Shan silently said in his heart, and the spiritual power in his body didn’t last for a second and was directly exhausted.

‘Soul Separation’

The neck and head were penetrated by invisible black lines, and the pulling force was even greater, but it was still within Lin Shan’s tolerance range and would not affect his normal movements.

The space around him became illusory, and a silver-white thread of fate flew towards him.

Lin Shan grabbed it.

This was his hope of escaping.