Chapter 34 Successful reproduction, controlled access!
As the door slammed shut, the dim starlight from the distant stars then disappeared from Yusheng's eyes - a full half-minute passed before he recovered from that momentary shock, and then drew in a long breath, breaking out into some cold sweat as an afterthought.
After you open the door, you don't necessarily arrive at some exotic or planetary "location", or even have a chance of going straight into space?
The randomness and scope of this "door" is far beyond Yu Sheng's imagination!
At this moment, Yu Sheng even felt a wave of happiness - he was happy that he had accidentally opened the "door" for the first time when he stepped into the foreign world, rather than opening the door in the deep space of the universe, if it was really so unlucky, then he simply could not imagine what would happen! If he had been so unlucky, he could not have imagined what would have happened.
In the worst case scenario, he could be subjected to a rapid and uninterrupted continuation of the death-rebirth process in the harsh environment of outer space, with perhaps no chance at all of maintaining a clear mind in between, let alone fumbling with and mastering the ability to open the door in the midst of this rapid and continual process of death - even if he did miraculously resist, or was lucky enough to opening the door back to the surface by some mistake, it must have been an extremely frightening experience before that.
And after his thumping heart finally calmed down, Yu Sheng immediately began to analyze the newly acquired intelligence during the opening of the door just now.
When the door opened, he didn't feel the terrifying "suction" of the vacuum on the other side, nor did he seem to feel the coldness of outer space.
But the few times the gate had opened before, he could both hear and feel some environmental influence on the other side of the door - like the searing air currents of some barren planet.
Why is that? Is it because the door itself has some kind of filtering properties? When the difference between the two sides of the environment is too great, it will actively isolate this part of the influence? Or is there something special about "outer space" itself, that it belongs to some kind of "coordinates" that can only be seen but not really reached? Or ... that was not the real outer space, but another kind of "foreign land" that looks like starry sky ...
Yusheng mused, glancing back at Irene in the painting.
Erin looked over hesitantly, "Shall we continue? You seemed startled just now ..."
Yu Sheng closed his eyes, and when he opened them again there was already nothing but determination.
"Go on."
He gripped the door handle again, but more cautiously than the last time, sensing the subtle and nuanced "spiritual guidance" more carefully, while trying to remember how he felt when he had successfully opened the door on previous occasions, and trying to ... reproduce the passage on one of those occasions.
He slowly opened the door, and across from it was just a flat scene of what looked like a deserted beach.
It wasn't any door he had ever opened.
And then he tried again and again, opening the gate over and over again, searching for the path that would lead to the beaver's side.
Or any other avenue that could be reproduced - as long as it allowed him to get a handle on opening the door.
In this continuous attempt, at a certain moment in the bottom of Yu Sheng's heart even produced a fleeting thought - there will be a certain door, behind which is the familiar "hometown" in his memory?
He remembers that he came to this "city of boundaries" one morning after pushing his way out of the house, and although there is no clear evidence of this, he now suspects more and more that this was the moment when he really first "opened the door".
Only, at that time he had no self-awareness.
So in some future opening of a door, will he push it open and see the home he remembers?
Yu Sheng forcibly suppressed this sudden thought in his heart, he knows that he now has more urgent things to do, go home ... then take it as a temporary buried in the bottom of the heart of the expectations.
Doors opened again and again, light, banal, absurd and bizarre, even ... prosperous and lively.
Countless distant worlds came crashing in and slamming shut with each brief opening and closing of the door, and during this constant repetition, Yu Sheng suddenly had a marvelous feeling.
This world ... really is not only the boundary city.
Outside this huge "city of junctions" ..., which seems to have all sorts of special features, is so vast and boundless.
So many landscapes, so many mysteries, so many strange and shapely faraway places - just between his casual pushes and pulls every time he opens the door.
He wasn't trapped in the city.
Erin also seemed to be slowly getting excited, and although she didn't know what this painted idol was getting excited about, she was clearly getting progressively more excited as she looked at the scenery outside the door with Yu Sheng.
Not being able to move, she began to comment on the scene outside the door from the sidelines--the
"This mountain is so high! There's a glowing thing on the mountain hey, will there be a chance to see it in the future?"
"The ocean! What a big fish!"
"Wow! It's all snow hey, but how come it's light blue ... doesn't look like it's alive ..."
"... is a restroom, hurry up and get out of here."
"... scared me there's a ghost!"
The dolls are not quiet for a moment, and when they see something appear outside the door, they will beep and beep, Yu Sheng initially felt a little noisy, but gradually, Irene's always new ways of shouting has become a bit of fun in the boring "test" process.
Then, a moment before opening the door, he suddenly felt a stirring in his heart, as if searching for a very narrow band with an old-fashioned knobbed condenser FM radio had finally "touched" the right frequency, and he sensed a channel that had been opened before - not the valley filled with hunger, but a door that he had indeed opened. -Not the valley of hunger, but a door he had opened.
Yu Sheng suddenly grasped that feeling, and then for the first time, he actively controlled his "spiritual guidance" without any maneuvering, and just instinctively leaned toward the familiar passageway -
He carefully pushed the door open and looked across the room.
He saw flames burning around the door frame.
He also saw a solemn and ancient hall in the distance, with spiritual splendor floating between the eaves and corridors of the hall, and a handsome young man in brocade garments and robes, as well as an old man with immortal style and crane hair.
The youth was being smoked by the old man hanging from the beams.
The old man was so full of breath that he could hear it all the way over here-
"In vain, you've been with Master for so many years! How dare you secretly practice the devil's way! Say! What happened to the refining of living beings in the furnace! What happened to the human head! You you you ... you have really harmed the innocent!?"
The handsome young man in brocade clothes and gorgeous robes was twisting on the beams of the room while shouting, ''Master is wronged! I am just refining the ordinary Impregnating Spirit Pill! How do I know how the young master brother will see the Dan furnace fire door out of a person ... ow don't hit, don't hit the master, wrongly accused ah!"
The old Immortal Master almost jumped up at his words, ''Don't be sophomoric! The master had previously inspected the furnace and even glimpsed the spirituality of the living! You did have a living person in that furnace!"
Yu Sheng's side was dumbfounded, and immediately afterward he saw another small figure emerge next to the door frame, and it was clearly the Taoist boy with the fan from before - the little kid glanced towards the door with wide eyes, and ran towards the direction of the main hall with a loud shout, ''Master! Master! Another human head has emerged from Eldest Brother's dan furnace! It's the same one from before!"
That fairy old man just pulled out the copper scalp band ...
Of course it might not have been a brass headband, too far away to see - just judging by the youth's momentary yell, that thing was no less intimidating than a brass headband.
Yu Sheng closed the door with a bang, shocked, excited, excited, all kinds of emotions intertwined together, after a while, he turned his head to Irene with a huff and shouted in surprise, "Irene! I've made it! I've made it!"
Erin was taken aback, "Calm down, into what?"
"That passageway was just opened before! I just opened it again under my own control - the process is controllable! Reproducible!"
He was excited and thrilled to confirm that he could really control that subtle "spiritual guidance", which meant that he could also control and reproduce any other "gates" that had been opened, including the valley where the beavers were located!
What he had to do next was to find a way to recall the "frequency" that he had sensed in his heart when he fell into the valley, even if it was just to find a similar frequency, and to exhaustively enumerate it until he found it!
Irene obviously also followed Yu Sheng excited up, but Miss Doll this time is unexpectedly quickly regained her composure, she opened her mouth and reminded, "So what, you are not first to explain the situation to the person just across that door ... hanging on the beam of the room that was almost killed ..."
Yu Sheng froze, and only then remembered this as an afterthought - mainly because every time he had opened the door before it had been random, and he hadn't gotten used to the fact that the process of opening the door had been controlled, and many things could be done.
And then he reached for the door handle, but a flicker of hesitation flashed through his mind.
Is the guy on the other side nice? That immortal style of ... could be the "immortal" mentioned by Hu Beaver? But it is not like, mainly because the style of painting does not seem to open a travel agency of the kind of immortal, perhaps not a system of ... Later, if the explanation is not good, the other side to fight over how to do, he himself a mortal certainly can not beat ... Then only through the door to say a few words? The opposite side should not be able to follow the door to fight over it ... After all, before he closed the door after the immortal style of the old man only perceived the "spirit spirituality", and did not follow the door to find up ... ...
After the chaotic thoughts in his mind flashed rapidly, Yu Sheng finally gritted his teeth and concentrated his mind again to try to lock the frequency of the previous door opening, and after confirming it several times, he finally opened the door carefully.
The joy of success surfaced from the bottom of his heart, and he succeeded in reproducing the passage again--the
The immortal old man was escorting the half-whipped young man in fancy dress on a haze of light from afar.
Yu Sheng, through the door and not daring to get closer, just shouted, "It's all a misunderstanding!"
Then the young man in fancy dress directly fell from the cloud haze, almost to cry out generally shouted: "Do not bring so play ah! I don't know which Immortal Senior on the opposite side, the late generation has offended you explicitly say ah!"
"I don't pass by! I passed by!" Yu Sheng was really honest, "I also didn't know that this was your Dan furnace ah-misunderstanding, really misunderstanding."
Then he just closed the door.
Mostly, I'm really afraid of the Immortals hitting from across the street.
And then Yu Sheng turned back to the oil painting of Irene, wide-eyed.
"... Do you think I explained myself well?"
Erin huffed and nodded, "I think the explanation is clear."
"... feel pretty sorry for people."
"... I shouldn't be able to meet them next time, it's a big world isn't it."
"Well, that makes sense."
Chapter 35 - Hidden Dragon and Dragon Brigade
Leylin was awakened in the depths of his sleep by a noisy cell phone ringing, and along with the ringing came a sudden warning from the spirit of his own heart.
As a Secret Service agent with excellent training, he realized almost instantly that some event was unfolding, and his entire body jolted to its senses, jumping from the bed of his makeshift rental to the floor in a catapulted start, and then rushing to the nearby window that faced the street while grabbing his cell phone on the bedside table.
"This is Leylin," he said quickly as he picked up his cell phone while sitting at the window and pointing a device with a complex set of lenses at the street below, "What's going on?"
Song Cheng's voice immediately came from the receiver, sounding unusually serious: "Have you observed anything on your side?"
While focusing on the light and shadows refracted from the lens device, Leylin distractedly glanced at the laptop next to him that was automatically monitoring the data, and after quickly pulling up the monitoring logs, he quickly spoke, "All is well with the monitoring data, there was only one very small-scale energy surge at 1:00 a.m.-a a very normal periodic 'surge' in the Junctionlands ..."
"... Xu Jiali has already left early, he should be on your side soon," Song Cheng said in a deep voice, "You maintain surveillance of the neighborhood, but even if you observe anything don't just go out and report it at the first opportunity! -Remember, before Xu Jiali is in place, absolutely do not leave the stronghold alone!"
"Huh? Ah, okay, copy!" Li Lin was stunned for a moment and hurriedly agreed, and immediately afterward, he couldn't help but ask, "What's the situation?"
"... Junction is experiencing unexplained mass temporal dislocations and resets every five to ten minutes."
Song Cheng ignored Li Lin's side's exclamation of surprise, and after hanging up the phone, he took a deep breath and looked up at the huge screen at the end of the command hall.
The screen displayed a flat map of the entire "Boundary City", and beyond the map, there was a three-dimensional structure constructed by countless curves and identifiers, as well as a large number of frantically refreshing monitoring data, remote monitoring signals.
The large command hall was brightly lit, with black-uniformed Secret Service employees staring intently at screens in front of various terminals, and again, every now and then, someone would enter or exit the hall through a small side door, passing on information about the situation in other departments, or delivering more bad news.
"There have been a few minor temporal dislocations in the past two days, but none of them were this large in scale or occurred this intensively," a female Secret Service employee wearing a black professional overskirt whispered behind Song Cheng, "The Junction Land has a special spatial and temporal structure, and it's not like this kind of thing hasn't happened before, so at the time, the reported The alert level was not high ..."
"Now that looks like a test run before some sort of large-scale operation," another man's voice came from the sidelines, "Now that 'they' have officially started... ...X's, we got careless."
Just then, another report came from somewhere in front of the terminal, interrupting the conversations behind Song Cheng: "Rift generation detected! Pointing to Chavin-12b, still unable to confirm precise location ... Trying to trace back!"
Song Cheng frowned and said nothing, just silently counting the numbers in his mind.
Ten seconds or so later, he heard a follow-up report--the
"Rift closed! Traceability failed! Temporal structure restored!"
Such reports have been repeated many times in this hall - every few minutes.
The intervals are not very stable, but basically within ten minutes, and the duration of each is not so precise, but not more than thirty seconds, like it's artificial, but what's the point of ... doing this? As well as more important ... who can do this kind of outrageous thing?
"Rift generation detected! Pointing at White Dragon -4c, unable to confirm precise bearing, attempting to trace back ..."
"Rift Closed! Traceback failed ..."
Song Cheng's frown grew tighter and tighter, and just then, a slight buzzing sound suddenly interrupted his thoughts, and in the next second, a screen beside him lit up.
A woman who appeared to be less than thirty years old, with dignified appearance but cool temperament appeared on the screen.
She was wearing a white set dress, her long gray hair was tied into a loose single ponytail at the back of her head, and her eyes were even more of a different grayish white color than normal people, her pupils were extremely light in color, and the whole person gave a ... feeling as if she lacked color.
The moment he saw this woman, Song Sung's waist and back tensed up a little bit as seen by the naked eye, and the corners of his mouth revealed a bitter smile that was a little stiff.
"Chief," Song Sung greeted, "we're still tracking ..."
"What's the situation now?" The gray-haired, gray-pupiled woman known as the Director interrupted Song Cheng, her voice cold and calm.
"The rift is still generating and disappearing, and remains untraceable, but at this point it is essentially certain that the phenomenon is harmless to the Junction itself - the fabric of space-time has not been disrupted."
"Not destroyed?"
"Yes, although those rifts are temporarily categorized as 'spacetime dislocations', they are only close to the surface nature, it's not easy to say exactly what ... that thing is," Song Cheng said with a bitter smile on his face. "It doesn't really rip through spacetime every time it generates, but ..."
He held his tongue for half a day, finally recalling the description given by the technical expert just now, before continuing again, "It gives the impression as if that was the original structure of space-time - the moment the rift was created, it was as if the Junction Land had existed from the very beginning as such a stable passageway to the far side, and the rift disappeared time, and as if it had never existed, no impact, no catastrophic collapse, and not even a single report of any victimization up to this point."
The gray-haired woman listened quietly, not speaking for a long time.
Song Cheng didn't say anything either, just waited patiently.
"Any changes to that 'special location' that you previously sent someone to monitor?"
"No, that's the most 'calm' part of the entire Boundary City right now, calm as a black hole," Song Cheng sighed, "That's the most abnormal part. Anyone who's been there now knows that there must be something wrong, but the biggest problem there is that you can't see anything wrong - I've sent a second team of the best deep divers over there, in addition to arranging for two additional surveillance teams to approach that street from a different orientation ... "
"What do you think is the purpose of the people who did this?" The gray-haired woman asked suddenly.
"... It's hard to say," Song Cheng thought and spoke cautiously, "At first I thought it was some kind of attack, but now it seems like ta just keep opening and closing rift after rift after rift, and it's been almost all night, and It hasn't even bothered anyone ..."
"Could it be some kind of new 'Angel of Obscurity' phenomenon?"
"It shouldn't be, the emergence of an Obscure Angel is bound to be accompanied by a large-scale loss of control of the foreign realm and widespread damage in the present world, it's not this 'harmless'," Song Cheng immediately shook his head, "And we haven't received any recent reports about reports about that gang of angelic believers, if a new obscure angel really appeared, that gang of cultists wouldn't be so quiet."
"It's okay if it's not an obscure angel."
"Yeah, it's just that it's not an Angel of Obscurity," Song Cheng sighed, "but then again, if this is a 'person' for, then ... it has to be a What kind of 'person' na?ta make such a big commotion, what exactly is it for ..."
The second half of his sentence was entirely to himself, while the gray-haired woman on the opposite side of the screen broke the silence after a few seconds of thought -
"This world is a big one, and there are still too many communities and ancient individuals that we haven't yet come into contact with," she said softly, her face obviously still young, but her words unintentionally revealed some kind of vicissitudes, "and our universe is very young, and even as for many 'theorems' and 'laws' haven't been generated learn to adapt, Little Song, our job has never been to deal with the 'known'. ' and 'laws' have not yet been generated ... Learn to adapt, Xiao Song, our job has never been to deal with the 'known'. "
"... I understand."
The gray-haired woman nodded, then as if sensing something, she suddenly looked up in a certain direction - the pale, almost colorless eyes froze for a moment before she broke the silence with a soft voice, "Calm."
Song Sung raised his head and looked down the hall.
No new reports of fissure generation have come in.
...
A knock on the door at a specific frequency sounded, and Leylin stood in the doorway, confirming the scent of the door with his psychic intuition before sidestepping half a step to the side and opening the door to the room.
A burly man close to two meters tall squeezed through the door of the rental house with his head down, dragging behind him a huge black box that looked very much in keeping with his height and physique.
"You're really cramped in this place," the burly man glanced back at Leylin standing next to the door, "more so than the landing bay I was in the day before yesterday."
Leylin rolled his eyes, "That's still more spacious than your crappy car - you can drive it from the station, so don't complain about me here."
The burly man hemmed and hawed twice, pushing his large, heavy suitcase against the wall as he sat himself down on the living room couch, letting out a long, enjoyable sigh all at once.
"Okay, well, at least it's a place where people should be - this couch is a lot more comfortable than the hard rocks and scalding sand of the Eminence-IX."
Leylin looked at the burly man in front of him with a bit of toothache.
The best and most senior deep-diver of the Secret Service's Second Operations Brigade - Mr. Jiali Xu.
He was uncomfortable dealing with the slugger.
The main reason for his discomfort was that on the first day of joining the team, Li Lin saw the name "Xu Jiali" on the roster and asked people about him, and then at the orientation a burly one-meter-nine-eight-year-old man came up to him, tapped Li Lin on the shoulder and introduced himself as Xu Jiali - that was a deafening self-introduction. At that time, that self-introduction was deafening, and now Li Lin will still be shocked when he sees the other side.
But Mr. Xu Jiali himself is oblivious to this, he has lived with this name for thirty years and has long been accustomed to it ...
What's the saying - the second brigade of the Secret Service, that's a place where hidden dragons and crouching tigers ...
Chapter 36 The Man Who Had a Sleepless Night (Not Yusheng)
Regardless of getting along and adapting or not, Li Lin had to admit that Xu Jiali was indeed the best deep-diver he had ever seen - the fact that a very capable guy could come to support him at this point in time at least showed that the Bureau was still taking care of him as a newcomer.
Provided he put up with the burly man's big mouth and bragging personality, especially after he returned from each mission.
"I'm telling you, I really hit something evil on this mission," the burly man on the couch said casually as he took a bottle of water from the coffee table next to him and unscrewed it, "I caught that angelic cultist who got mixed up in Emain, and I managed to block him in no-man's-land, and then I was in the middle of a fight when I looked up. When I looked up, guess what?"
Leylin rolled his eyes, "You big mouth, is this something you can say outside?"
"Can ah, I finished reporting at the bureau, this part of the intelligence is rated as being able to be open to you," Xu Jiali waved her hand and continued on regardless of whether Li Lin wanted to hear it or not, "I raised my head and crikey! A person was standing right next to him! Do you know what he looked like? Just wearing a shirt and pants, standing in the toxic hot air of the Eminence-IX, oh, and next to a doorframe, and I was so fucking shocked - I could've killed that Anglican in the next second, and when I was shocked, I let the other guy catch his breath. But luckily I ended up being more skillful in the end ..."
Leylin waved his hand impatiently and casually said while walking towards the surveillance equipment he had placed in front of the window, "Alright, alright, every story ends up being fortunate that you're skillful, can't you think of a more original twist?"
"But I sure am skillful," the burly man stared at Leylin's move, "hey wait you're not surprised? I saw a guy in the toxic hot air of the Emain-IX, ah! Didn't even wear power armor! The captain wasn't even that fierce!"
"You saw a guy who came out of nowhere and wasn't wearing a suit in the acid rain at Tata-V last time - a professor from the 'Academy' out to get material," Leylin said, without looking back. "The world is not short of strange guys, not to mention that you dive too much will also produce a variety of hallucinations, similar thriller stories I have heard you say 800 times, now I do not believe a punctuation mark. Come back to me when you see someone standing outside the porthole flying with you when you're starting out in Starport orbit in a shuttle, at least it sounds innovative."
"I've seen ah," the burly man grinned, came directly to Li Lin's bed and sat down on his butt, "it's the Taoist Master of the Thousand Peaks Spirit Mountain, damn I just want to accelerate he also took a mirror to my monitor shaking ah shaking said he wants to overtake ... . overtake a p ah, capable of his physical body into the leap ..."
Li Lin's hand movements finally couldn't help but stop, he twisted his head and looked at Xu (Strong) Jia (Han) Li sitting next to him for a long time before he sighed, "The usual life of you guys out in the special field is really colorful."
"Why don't you get a deep-diving license too? Maybe next time you'll be able to run special field with me," the burly man flirted, "What's so great about being in the Junction, it's dangerous, it's a pain in the ass, and it's a lot of responsibility for just about anything."
Li Lin thought for a moment, but still shook his head, "Junction land this side is always short of manpower, someone has to guard this biggest 'hub', and really, I don't think wearing power armor to go to the wasteland planet to play with the angelic religions will be safer than staying in the junction to deal with the foreign domains. ... don't you still have to deal with the 'Otherlands' when you run special field."
"That's not the same, the density of exotica outside is not so high, which is like the junction, damn a bus twenty stops inside seven stops are exotica ..."
Li Lin looked back at Xu Jiali, wanting to say 99.99 percent of the people under normal circumstances can only see the thirteen normal station, but thought of this strong man in front of him on the information that he was twelve years old that year he was mistakenly entered the foreign "station", alone in the "station" survival for six whole years. But when I think of the information on this strong man in front of me, it is written that he mistakenly entered the foreign "station" when he was twelve years old, and survived in the "station" alone for six whole years, and then he became a deep-diving officer after completing the psychological correction because he couldn't get rid of the chase from the foreign world.
There were two types of frontline combatants in the Secret Service, those who came up through the normal training and assessment process, and those, who were fished out of the foreign world.
Don't sell yourself as learned in front of someone who has had a traumatic experience - even if they don't care about it.
Li Lin lowered his head and concentrated on checking the parameters recorded by the equipment.
The burly man on the other side looked a bit bored, he was a complete combatant, came here mainly as a combatant supplement, not very interested in "stalking" and so on.
"The Bureau's in a mess right now," he said suddenly after being bored for a while, "Several of the action brigade captains have been called up to work overtime, and I heard that even the Director was there."
"I know," Leylin didn't look up, "this is the Junction, after all."
"Is this sort of thing common in the Junction?" The burly man scratched his hair, "There have been similar 'anomalies' before? I've been out on special field trips for years here, I don't know much about it ..."
"If you're talking about tonight's spatial dislocation phenomenon, it hasn't happened before, but if you're talking about things like 'anomalies' themselves, then there's never a shortage of them in the Junction, and this ... is the Junction, after all. "
"Well, Charming Junction, I love this place," the burly man stretched his arms and shoulders and slumped back, laying down on Leylin's bunk, his heavy frame making the poor single bed creak, "People who want to destroy this world and people who want to protect it love this place --Luckily I don't have to be on duty at the station, I heard that the captain and the others work overtime every day."
Leylin didn't answer him, just concentrated on his task of monitoring and recording.
And just then, the silence in the room was broken by the sudden ringing of a cell phone.
Li Lin glanced at the cell phone screen and immediately picked it up and answered, "This is Li Lin ... hmm, hmm? Ah okay, I understand."
The burly man sat up from the bed and looked curiously at Leylin, whose face looked different, "What's the matter?"
Leylin looked odd and looked up at the calm night outside the window.
"The bureau just called, and the fissure phenomenon ... has stopped."
The burly man sniffed.
"Stopped?" He stared, "It just stopped? And no follow up attacks, no angelists or anything? Not even a foreign realm?"
"No, it just stopped, and now the entire Junction's surveillance nodes are quiet."
"So I'm not working a night shift for nothing?"
"Not for nothing - and it's going to continue to add up, and the Bureau's not taking a break," Leylin shook his cell phone, "Everyone continue to keep monitoring to see if there's any follow up from the force that created the rift phenomenon. You go sleep next door now, and I'll call you up in six hours to replace me."
"Good," the burly man got up immediately, not a word of nonsense at this point, "wake me up straight away if anything happens."
Leylin nodded, his gaze once again looking out the window into the night.
"Another sleepless night ..." he mumbled softly.
...
Yusheng slept soundly for the rest of the night.
After successfully reproducing a "gate" that led to some distant time and space, he had memorized that feeling, and knew how to control the so-called "spiritual guidance", and how to give it a certain "frequency" when opening the gate, so that the gate would steadily lead to the designated place. "frequency" when opening the gate, so that the gate would steadily lead to the designated place.
He felt that most things in the world could be categorized as "once you're born, twice you're born".
And after that, he practiced and intensified this process of opening the gate, successfully reproducing a variety of passages until he was exhausted.
Sleep after exhaustion was always extraordinarily restful, and he felt like he hadn't slept this soundly in years.
But then again, he was a little sorry that he hadn't dreamed of the fox - or even dreamed at all - during the good night's sleep.
It seems that the dream with the beaver wasn't generated steadily.
This made Yu Sheng's heart feel a little uneasy again, as well as a little anxious.
When he woke up from his morning nap, he told Erin about the situation.
"It's okay, don't think so much, that fox has been surviving in the foreign realm for so many years, it's not as if something will happen to her in a day or two," Ai Lin didn't talk garbage this time, but instead comforted Yu Sheng earnestly, "Dreams are inherently unstable, so maybe she'll be seen again next time... Maybe I'll see her again in my next dream?"
"Hopefully." Yusheng said casually, taking a slice of meat from the table and putting it in his bowl.
It was the same meat cut from the "specialty" that he had eaten three times in a row, and he hadn't finished it yet, and he wasn't tired of it.
However, he could no longer feel any physical enhancement from this kind of "feeding", so it seemed that the effect of this thing on himself had reached its limit.
But it tastes good anyway.
"What's the plan after dinner?" Erin's voice came from the sidelines, "Keep practicing 'opening doors'? Or try to reproduce that passage to the 'valley'?"
"I'm going to go out and do some shopping first, and when I come back, I'll start trying to construct the path to the valley, which may take a long time to try, I can't quite remember what it 'felt' like at the time," Yusheng said, and suddenly noticed the lustful expression on Erin's face, as she said. "Hmm? Are you thinking of something?"
Erin stared straight at him, and the doll lady seemed to hesitate before speaking after several seconds, "... Even out half a day first, and give it to me."
Yu Sheng was stunned, he rarely saw such a solemn look on this mannequin's face.
"What's the point of allocating half a day to you ...?"
"Make me a body." Erin said calmly but firmly.