Unlimited Adaptation

One month later.

The virtual world, a private domain unique to each adventurer, a small pure white space of about dozens of square meters.

Ripples rippled, a ball of light emerged out of thin air, twisting and turning into a vortex light gate, and Yan Xing stepped out of it.

"Hmm?"

The touch under his feet was a little strange, soft and warm, not like the cold ground. Yan Xing looked down and found that he was stepping on a person, who was facing down, with a dark and deep hole in his soft emerald green hair, which went straight through his head.

What's going on! ?

Yan Xing frowned, he could not sense the breath of life on this person, he didn't know how long he had been dead, and he was probably cold.

Who is this person?

Why is he lying dead in his small space?

Yan Xing was full of doubts, thinking that he had encountered a murder case in a secret room. You must know that after each cultivator enters the virtual world, the super-dimensional space-time will automatically generate a small space, which is a private domain unique to the adventurer. In theory, it is absolutely safe. Outsiders cannot enter without permission except with the consent of the owner.

Of course, this absolutely violent organization is not within the limits, after all, they have the final say in the entire super-dimensional space and time.

The consciousness of the adventurer can enter and exit the virtual world at any location in the safe area outside the copy world, or lock the login location in his own small space. Yan Xing was offline from the small space last time. Now that his consciousness is logged in, he naturally appears here. In other words, he is the biggest suspect in the discovery of the body in this secret room.

Family members know their own affairs. Yan Xing understands his innocence. This dead man has nothing to do with him, but if he encounters such a thing, if he doesn't handle it well, he will inevitably get into trouble. It's really like falling into the yellow mud in the crotch. It's shit.

"Could it be that this person is related to the special commissioner of the Supreme Council?"

Yan Xing's eyes flickered, thinking of the existence who wanted to forcibly descend into the small space a month ago. That look and breath really scared him. At that time, he was still thinking that it was worthy of being a random staff member, and they were all magnificent and frightening.

But what should I do now?

Leaving a corpse here is to warn him or threaten him for leaving without saying goodbye. If so, it is too much like a gangster, which is not cool.

Yan Xing was puzzled and could only put his thoughts aside for the time being. He moved his feet lightly and walked down from the corpse. Looking around, he found that in addition to this mysterious corpse, there were also some crystal clear glass fragments scattered on the mirror-like ground, red, blue, purple, white...

The colors are different. In addition to these visible externalities, there is also a trace of extremely obscure fluctuations on the fragments, which seems to be "horror", but because it exceeds the limit of perception, it makes people who see it feel blank in their minds.

"What is this?"

Yan Xing's expression froze. The fragments seemed to distort the surrounding time and space, making his perception unable to touch it, like an absolutely smooth surface of an object, reflecting all his means of perception.

"Microscopic Vision·Reversal!"

Yan Xing narrowed his eyes slightly, his pupils shrank and enlarged, strange divine light lingered in his eyes, and his visible horizon collapsed and fell crazily between breaths, detached from reality, and his sight was immersed in a piece of "blue fragment" with a high-dimensional attitude of looking down on the low-dimensional.

…. "This, this is..."

What came into his eyes was an endless dead silence, and under the dark background, there were endless thick cracks. At the edges of some cracks, there were countless broken stars, stars extinguished, black holes withered, neutron stars were pressed into a piece of thin paper, and all natural things were crushed by a powerful unknown force and scattered in the void.

The sight passed over the wreckage of the sun, moon and stars, and in the distance, there was a group of mechanical fleets reflecting metallic light. Although they had been broken and destroyed, the reflection sequence of each piece of ship wall wreckage was zero, indicating that the material engineering of this civilization had reached the pinnacle, and had penetrated into the microscopic particle level. All light particles were reflected by it, so electromagnetic radar and other sensing technologies would not be able to detect its existence.

Yan Xing's gaze paused for a moment, and then he passed the huge fleet tomb that spread over tens of thousands of light years, and his sight went further, reaching the end of the universe.

At the edge of the world, a magnificent picture came into view, which deeply shocked Yan Xing and made him silent for a long time.

An infinitely huge corpse lay in the deep space, with three heads and six arms, pale blue skin covered with cracks, and a huge black hole in the center of the chest. The three faces looked ferocious, as if they could sense her unwillingness and anger before her death. Around the eyelash on the closed eyes, there were galaxies spanning hundreds of thousands of light years rotating around.

Unfortunately, these galaxies that may have once carried many civilizations have also been destroyed, leaving only lifeless star debris.

"What kind of existence is that fragment? It actually contains a real universe spanning hundreds of billions of light years. What kind of terrifying power can destroy it?!"

Yan Xing saw and heard only endless silence. His high-dimensional vision could span infinite distances, but he could not see the whole picture. Although he didn't know whether there were still living things in this vast universe, the probability was still very small.

After leaving the ruined universe for a moment, Yan Xing was still immersed in the shock of the great destruction for a long time. After a long time, he calmed down and looked at another purple fragment with his microscopic high-dimensional vision.

The universe and time are similar, and they are equally dead and dilapidated. The only difference is that the fallen creatures have different forms and different civilization systems. The sight spans across the boundless area, but still no living creatures are seen.

Yan Xing has been mentally prepared for this. He withdrew his sight and observed hundreds of colored glass fragments again. All he saw was dead silence, destruction, and endless breath of death.

"What a terrible existence..."

Yan Xing frowned, sat cross-legged next to the mysterious corpse, and murmured in a low voice. His thoughts were extremely complicated. What he saw in a short time challenged his cognition.

"Wait!"

Suddenly, Yan Xing's eyes lit up, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind. He stood up and flew back and forth in a small space. Tong Kong was like two scanners, remembering the appearance of all the colored glass fragments on the ground from various angles.

The colored glass fragments of unknown origin all contain a vast universe of dead silence and time, and have terrifying power. They are isolated from the perception means such as domain consciousness, and their appearance can only be observed through sight.

….In addition, its mass is so great that it distorts the surrounding time and space. It seems to fall on the ground, but it is actually suspended on an independent time node. Otherwise, such a small space cannot carry them at all.

Therefore, Yan Xing could not touch the fragments, and could only use his memory to create a three-dimensional model in his mind, and then piece it together to verify his guess.

Thirty thousand and one fragments.

Yan Xing looked solemn and unprecedentedly serious. He did not miss any tiny fragment. After a moment, in the depths of his mind, the three-dimensional model of all the fragments had been created.

"Reorganize!"

As soon as he thought, the three-dimensional "fragments" flew in his mind. No matter how big or small the fragments were, as long as they were originally a whole, the cracks at the place where they collapsed would match each other. It was just equivalent to a more complicated three-dimensional puzzle. Just over 30,000 pieces were a piece of cake for Yan Xing.

"It's her--"

Yan Xing looked confused. In the depths of his mind, there stood a huge humanoid figure, exactly the same as the figure he had seen in the vortex channel. The memory of that time emerged.

"The figure in the vortex channel does not seem to be a human. His whole body is condensed from silver light spots. He has three heads and no facial features. His face is a dark background, dotted with pieces of constantly rotating supergalactic vortices..."

The only difference from the three-dimensional modeling is that on the faces of her three heads, there is a darker hole on the original dark face. It is unknown what penetrated it. Even the material in that area was completely evaporated, so there is no fragment. That is, the area where the head extends from the hole to the surrounding area has the finest cracks, resulting in very small glass fragments. The fragments of the three heads alone are as high as 20,000.

It seems that her body was only shattered by the aftermath of the destruction of the hole, and the universe carried by each fragment was also destroyed.

"Perish together? No!"

Yan Xing glanced at the mysterious corpse beside him, and as soon as an idea came to his mind, he immediately shook his head and denied it.

Although the specific strength of the two could not be determined, from the fluctuations of their auras and external performance, it was completely certain that the two were not from the same dimension. At least, this complete corpse was something he could touch.

In other words, there had been a third person in this small space.

"Who could it be? What was the purpose of your actions?"

Yan Xing frowned and pondered. This third person hiding in the dark was very likely the real murderer of the secret room murder case. It was impossible that he was trying to frame him, right?

Thinking of this, Yan Xing shook his head and laughed. It was not that he was self-deprecating. Although he was very special, he was very weak now. He could not be compared with the three-headed existence. After all, he was a supreme existence that could accommodate tens of thousands of universes in his body.

As for the mysterious corpse...

Yan Xing's eyes flickered, and he carefully observed the corpse lying on the ground again. He could clearly see the material particles. This was an entity, not a body of consciousness.

Being able to enter the super-dimensional space-time with a physical entity means that this person's strength has reached at least the eighth level. He is a great immortal and an ancestor respected by thousands of people among many forces. But now he has died here strangely.

….Yan Xing did not recognize the standard robe, so he did not realize that the body lying on the ground was the real special commissioner.

Suddenly, Yan Xing seemed to see a huge vortex that pulled him in and couldn't extricate himself.

"The fire at the city gate affected the fish in the pond. Am I innocently affected?"

Yan Xing looked depressed. After analyzing the information he collected, he learned that everything he saw now should not be aimed at him. It was just at the right time. When the special commissioner came to see him, he was killed by a terrifying existence, and the corpse fragments fell from the vortex channel, so the body was in the small space.

"Hmph, since you've been involved, you can't just sit there and wait for death. No matter who you are, I'm not easy to deal with. Even if I die, I'll bite a piece of meat off you!"

Yan Xing narrowed his eyes slightly, flashing a fierce light. After a little thought, he looked at the dead bodies and debris on the ground, and a touch of excitement appeared on his face.

"This place belongs to my private domain. If you don't come in without permission, then everything you have will belong to me."

Before he finished speaking, Yan Xing floated into the air, his mind connected with the "Red Moon Bracelet", and casually glanced at the contribution point balance on the panel, which was a full 900 million points.

Contribution points are virtual currencies issued. The Nine Tribes Alliance guarantees this monetary system behind the scenes. Therefore, it is the only currency that can be equated with hard currency such as spirit stones.

900 million contribution points, Yan Xing's slight estimate, and a comparison of prices, this is equivalent to an ordinary person suddenly receiving 900 million RMB in the early 21st century in China.

This is a windfall, one of the rewards that perfectly ends the nightmare trial. It may not be the most valuable among all rewards, but it is the most flexible item and can be used in most scenarios.

It is no lie to say that money can make the world go round.

"Space expansion!"

boom--

As Yan Xing's thoughts moved, a thunder suddenly sounded in the small pure white space, roaring everywhere. With Yan Xing as the center, the edge of the space began to expand crazily outward.

Ten feet, a hundred feet, a thousand feet, ten thousand feet...

It wasn't until the side length of the small cube space extended to 100,000 feet (333.3 kilometers) that the space expansion stopped. The small space that was originally a little depressing has become very wide and huge.

Contribution points: -100000000.

Yan Xing glanced at it and was unmoved. It was only a small amount of 100 million, and then he raised his hand and pointed to the ground.

"Conscious material simulation, mountains, rivers, vegetation, and creatures appear!"

Rumble——

The earth appears out of thin air, covering a small space. Earth veins rise, rivers emerge, and plains and canyons are created one after another. The continental plate is at the center of the space, and the terrain and altitude decrease in steps.

The sacred mountain in the center is extremely majestic, standing 99,999 feet tall. Standing on the top of the mountain, Yan Xing can reach out and touch the top of the space.

Those fragments carrying the dead universe, as well as the mysterious corpses, are buried at the bottom of the sacred mountain, waiting for the day when Yan Xing has the ability to take them out of extradimensional time and space, and let his body turn them into materials for evolution.

Imagine that there are tens of thousands of vast universes, all of which are ownerless things. How many resources are contained in them?

….To describe it as endless is not an exaggeration at all.

Yan Xing's heart trembled, his eyes were faintly red, and his fierce look was revealed. He had regarded all the glass fragments as belongings in his bag. Anyone who dared to reach out to snatch them would have his whole family killed, leaving no chickens or dogs behind.

Contribution points: -100000000.

"The sun, moon, stars, the universe and the sea of ​​stars, the projection of the material world, appear!"

Yan Xing pointed to the void again, thunder loomed, and the next moment, the sun rose and the moon set, and the bright stars hung in the night, dazzling.

These sun, moon and stars are not false influences. They are high-dimensional space-time that directly reflects the starry sky of the material world. The star trajectories are exactly the same.

The originally monotonous and empty small space has undergone earth-shaking changes after a large number of contribution points were poured into it, and it is almost indistinguishable from the real small world.

"These 300 million contribution points are well spent."

Yan Xing stood on the top of the central sacred mountain, wearing hunting robes. Looking around, he had a panoramic view of the mountains and rivers. These great rivers and mountains were all bought by him.

All of this was basically done to cover up the fragmented universe and the dead bodies. Yan Xing planned to hollow out the inside of the mountain to create his secret practice place, and arrange some things along the way to completely eliminate the possibility of the secret being leaked.

"strangeness."

"A special commissioner disappeared inexplicably. It has been a month. Why is there no response?"

Yan Xing looked puzzled. He had actually been mentally prepared and even decided to leave the virtual world and return to the physical body at any time when the crisis became irreversible.

But after wasting so much time, what was supposed to come should have come long ago. The delay in responding showed that his situation was not as bad as he imagined.

"Could it be that the so-called special commissioner is just an insignificant little guy? No one cares whether he is dead or alive?"

Yan Xing had no choice but to think so.

The fact is indeed true. The virtual world is so huge and vast, it is almost a replica of the infinite continent. The number of monks active in it every moment is simply uncountable. It is truly infinite.

Most matters are handled by a large number of central intelligence brains. Only in special circumstances will "intelligent creature specialists" be dispatched. Each intelligence brain is equipped with several specialists, who take turns to be on duty. Their behavior is relatively independent and there is no need to report their whereabouts. Be responsible.

Perhaps decades later, the disappearance of a special commissioner will cause some people to panic, but their first reaction must be that this person has perished in the material world. It is difficult to think of the disappearance of a special commissioner in their home world. , the powerful commissioner will be killed silently.

It can only be said that the creature with three heads is too terrifying.

By the time Zhi Nao reported the anomaly and linked the incident to Yan Xing, it would have been an unknown number of years. Things were changing with each passing day, and all traces of it would have been lost in the years.

"It doesn't matter. At least it's safe now. It's best if nothing happens. I can run away if something happens."

A smile flashed in Yan Xing's eyes. If he can't be beaten, he will run away. If he can't be beaten, he will beat him to death. This is the evolutionary truth written in the doctrine.

With a wave of his hand, a door of light opened in front of him. Yan Xing stepped in and disappeared on the top of the snow-capped sacred mountain.

He was going to take a good look at this colorful virtual world.

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Teacher Tang Cao reminds you: remember to collect it after reading it