I can find treasures in my dreams

This moment.

Gabamunda stared at this strange guy who called himself "Ghost" as if he were facing a powerful enemy, mentally evaluating his chances of winning if he fought with the opponent.

In other words, whether he can survive.

He stared for a few times, and his heart sank deeply.

Because Gabamuda discovered that he couldn't sense the other party's superpower level.

The Iron Fist clan has a racial talent called "Heart Sense" and is best at distinguishing the target's strength.

As for the warrior level, whether it is low-level, mid-level or high-level, he can tell it at a glance.

But now, in his mind, this figure with ripples all over his body was like a mist.

This is very weird.

He had never been in this situation.

And this only shows that the other party is very powerful.

At this time.

The ghost's voice sounded in his mind again: "Believe me, I have absolutely no ill intentions towards you. I come from a civilized world called Canglan Civilization."

Gabamuda suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

His telepathic talent told him that the other party was not lying, which meant that he would not be in danger for the time being.

His heart moved, and he suddenly saw a way out.

If I follow the ghost back to Canglan Civilization, will I survive?

As long as you survive, will there be hope of returning home in the future?

Gabamuda clenched his two iron fists without hesitation and made a gesture of crossing his fists: "Friends of Canglan Civilization, I would like to say hello to you on behalf of the Iron Fist Civilization."

This is the etiquette used by the Iron Fist tribe to show respect to their guests.

Gabamda asked again tentatively: "Mr. Ghost, Canglan civilization should be a very powerful civilization, right?"

The reason why he thinks so is based on the following logic.

This Mr. Ghost has the confidence to wander alone in the original world, so his strength is naturally not much lower.

And the civilization to which a strong man like this belongs will not be weak.

Gabamuda then asked: "Our Iron Fist civilization belongs to the 'Ancient Sixty-Eight World Group'. You should be from another world group, right?"

Because he tried to recall it, he found that there seemed to be no civilized world called "Canglan Civilization" in his impression, so he thought that the other party came from other world groups.

On the opposite side.

Yang Fan was floating in the air like a real ghost, with a strange expression on his face.

He really didn't expect that he would have nothing to do today, so he decided to take a look at the Black Sand Sea of ​​Death.

Unexpectedly, he had just entered the original world and unexpectedly sensed the aura of a foreign race.

This is really not a dream prediction.

Just a simple chance encounter.

Yang Fan glanced at this alien race that looked like an iron man, shook his head and said, "The Canglan civilization is not powerful, and I don't know which world group the Canglan civilization belongs to."

Gabamuda was a little confused.

Generally speaking, if any civilized world comes more than twenty years ago, there is a high probability that other civilized worlds will take the initiative to contact it.

As long as a new arrival in the civilized world pays a not too high price, he can gain a lot of knowledge about the civilized world and the original world, and he will also get some help from the old civilizations.

There is a term for this kind of price - toll.

A group of old-established civilized worlds in each world group formed a small circle and took turns collecting leading fees from the newly-established civilized worlds.

This is an unspoken rule common to all world groups.

And the strength of this Mr. Ghost is unpredictable. Even if he is not a knight, he is at least a high-level warrior.

Based on this calculation, the Canglan civilization has been around for at least thirty to forty years. How could it be possible not to know which world group the Canglan civilization belongs to?

Yang Fan saw the other party's doubts and explained: "The first stage when the civilized world comes to the primitive world is the capture stage.

“In the early stages of the capture period, we can only determine which ‘boundary’ the civilized world will fall into.

"In the middle of the capture period, the 'world domain' to which the civilized world belongs can be determined, and only in the later stage can we determine which world group it is."

The so-called "boundary domain", "world domain" and "world group" are all artificially set regional concepts.

Each realm usually contains ten to twenty world realms.

Each world domain includes fifty to eighty world groups.

The number of civilized worlds included in the world group ranges from more than one hundred to three or four hundred.

In a prosperous realm, the number of civilized worlds can reach astonishing hundreds of thousands.

In remote areas, there may only be tens of thousands of civilized worlds.

Gabamuda heard the meaning of these words and was greatly surprised: "Is the Canglan civilization still in the middle of the capture period? How is this possible?"

If it is the middle of the capture period, it means that the time for the arrival of Canglan Civilization will probably not exceed twenty years.

In just twenty years, a powerful person like Ghost could appear in Canglan Civilization.

This is so surprising.

Gabamuda thought of a question and couldn't help but ask: "Did Canglan Civilization establish a world gate leading to the Black Sand Sea of ​​Death?"

Without the help of established civilizations, it would be difficult for new civilizations to establish the Gate to the World.

If there is no world gate in Canglan Civilization, then Mr. Ghost may have accidentally wandered into the Black Sand Sea of ​​Death.

And with his incredible luck, he encountered some strange encounters, and his strength skyrocketed.

Although this is an extremely rare event, and there may not be one or two in a world group, this possibility cannot be ruled out.

Yang Fan glanced at Gabamda's metallic face and replied: "Three days ago, the Canglan civilization established the second world gate. I am the first Canglan person to pass through this world gate."

The first world gate was the world gate he established in the Arctic ice field as Mr. Ling Ya.

Daxia also specially organized a global live broadcast to show the feat of the Daxia expedition team catching silver cold fish from the cold abyss.

Yang Fan paused and told the truth: "The Canglan civilization is in the early stage of the capture period. We have not been in the original world for many years."

Gabamda was almost dumbfounded.

The exact number of the Canglan civilization's arrival is exactly two years and three days.

The second world gate was established on the second anniversary of the arrival, which is a small sense of ritual.

Yang Fan did not reveal this information, after all, it sounded too shocking.

He then extended an invitation: "Mr. Gabamda, according to my observation, this area is very dangerous and not suitable for long stay. I wonder if you are interested in visiting the Blue Civilization?"

Gabamda nodded repeatedly, and his metallic face finally showed an expression: "It's an honor!"

This guy has been stranded in this area for more than ten days and encountered several dangers.

Twice, he was lucky enough not to become the food of the black sand sea monster.

He really had enough of the days of fear. Although the Blue Civilization was unfamiliar to him, it was at least much better than the Black Sand Sea of ​​Death.

At least he could sleep peacefully.

Yang Fan waved his hand: "Please!"

Accompanied by this action.

A large area of ​​ripples emerged out of thin air, and many fragmented pictures flashed in between.

This is exactly the characteristic of the World Gate.

Gabamda was a little skeptical just now, but now seeing this scene, he finally believed what Yang Fan said.

He couldn't help but ask: "Mr. Ghost, since you are the 'opener' of the world gate, why do you risk entering the original world?"

Yang Fan looked at him with a strange look: "If you don't even dare to enter the original world, why bother to awaken the superpower?"

Gabamuda's lips moved, not knowing what to say.

The so-called "opener", to put it bluntly, is the controller of the world gate, and must have mastered the space system superpower.

And the space system superpower is an extremely rare superpower.

Some new civilized worlds have accumulated enough strength to explore the original world, but they are suffering from the fact that there are no space system superpowers in their civilizations.

Although the old civilization helped to build the world gate, it just couldn't open it, and could only stare at the world gate.

Precisely because the door opener is very valuable, each civilized world will not easily let the door opener enter the original world.

Only some old civilized worlds that have accumulated three or even four digits of door openers over thousands of years will allow the door opener to enter the original world.

By the way,

Yang Fan had not awakened the space-related ability.

He had set up a trap in the Arctic ice field, killing tens of thousands of foreign superpowers in one fell swoop.

The Soul-stealing Cicada had obtained thousands of superpowers, but there was no space-related superpower.

He opened the door to the world, mainly relying on the treasure shuttle boat, and also relying on Xiaoya's world power.

A moment later.

Gabamda only felt a little dizzy in his head.

This meant that the space had changed.

Then.

The sky, which was always dim yellow, disappeared.

The harsh environment of dust in the sky also disappeared completely.

Gabamda narrowed his eyes slightly.

Because the eyes were too bright.

His eyes had no pupils, and a pair of eyeballs looked like two brass metal balls.

The pair of eyeballs trembled, and the light immediately became soft.

Gabamda saw the surrounding environment clearly.

This was a spacious circular hall with an area of ​​about 10,000 square meters and an arched dome on top.

There are thousands of lamps on the dome, and the ground is paved with a white material.

White has the highest reflectivity for light, so the hall looks so bright.

Gabamda looked down at the ground, and his metal eyeballs trembled several times in succession.

This white material is very strange.

At first glance, it looks very hard, but it feels soft when you step on it.

What is amazing is that the Gangjin in his body, like iron filings encountering a strong magnet, was actually sucked over by the white material.

Although Gabamda tried his best to control it, he still couldn't stop the loss of Gangjin.

Although the loss of Gangjin is very small, less than one hundred thousandth per second, it has almost no effect on him, but it makes him unable to remain calm.

He instantly understood that this is the state of the material not yet activated.

If it is activated, with the area of ​​the hall and so much material laid, it is estimated that a group of high-level warriors can be drained in an instant.

Even the knights will probably be drained of a considerable part of their strength.

Obviously.

This is a security measure to defend the gate of the world.

Gabamda stamped his feet, making a "dong" sound, and couldn't help asking: "Sir, should this be a third-level 'exotic material'?"

The so-called "exotic material" refers to special materials with supernatural properties.

Such materials usually come from the original world, or are processed from rare materials in the original world.

Yang Fan nodded: "Yes."

Gabamuda looked around the hall again, feeling very complicated.

The classification of the level of the alien material is similar to the classification of the level of strength.

Level 1 alien material is the lowest level of alien material, and the power it can stimulate is roughly equivalent to that of the alien below the warrior level.

Level 2 alien material has stronger power, roughly equivalent to the warrior between the primary and intermediate levels.

The lower limit of level 3 alien material is at least equal to the high-level warrior, and the upper limit is equal to the primary knight.

Generally speaking, it is difficult for a civilized world without knights to obtain level 3 alien materials, unless it costs a huge price to buy them from other civilizations.

The level 3 alien material laid in the hall can be regarded as a medium-to-high-grade alien material among all level 3 alien materials.

In short.

Very precious!

Very expensive!

Gabamuda really couldn't imagine that a civilization that didn't even have a clear destination for landing actually used level 3 alien materials to guard the gate of the world.

Am I ignorant, or is this world changing too fast?

Is Canglan civilization really a new civilization?

Two seconds passed.

Gabamda began to believe that the Blue Civilization might really be a new civilization.

Because many Blue people emerged from the passages around the hall.

Gabamda only took a glance, and a thought popped up in his mind: "This is a group of complete weaklings."

How important is the World Gate? It can be regarded as the lifeline for civilization to draw nutrients from the original world.

Any civilized world will definitely draw elites of its own tribe to guard the World Gate to prevent accidents at the World Gate.

The Blue people should be no exception.

But none of the dozens of Blue people in front of him has reached the level of a warrior.

Gabamda looked at the many Blue people observing him with curious eyes, and suddenly felt confused.

The Iron Fist Civilization has already produced two knights, but due to the relatively backward progress in developing the original world, it has only obtained one third-level exotic material so far.

In terms of strength, the third-level exotic material of this civilization is far inferior to that of the Blue people.

We worked hard and didn't know how many people died to get the third-level exotic material, and a group of weak chickens who were not warriors could actually trample the third-level exotic material under their feet.

The experience of the next two days.

Gabamda felt strange and didn't want to recall it at all.

He felt that wherever he went, he was like a rare creature, surrounded by a bunch of blue people.

Fortunately, the blue people were relatively friendly and didn't think of using him as a research subject.

At this moment.

At the International Conference Center.

Gabamda looked at the blue people who were called reporters. These people were not even superpowers. They pointed their long guns and short guns at him, and he had the bad feeling of being surrounded as a rare creature.

He turned his head away, out of sight, out of mind, and muttered in his heart: "If it was in the Iron Fist Civilization, ordinary people would be imprisoned for committing a crime if they dared to treat the warriors like this."

He really felt that the blue civilization was a strange civilization.

There was an incomprehensible equal relationship between the strong and the weak in this civilized world.

It was not like many civilized worlds. There was a strict hierarchical order within the civilization, and the strong could dominate the fate of the weak.