A big time bubble...that's it?

Yuan Wuwei blinked, fearing that he had misunderstood, and turned to look at Mrs. Halder again.

The latter is quietly watching the interface, or may be directly observing the large space bubble itself, and has no intention of speaking for the time being.

Yuan Wuwei followed his own train of thought: changing the small space bubble into a large space bubble can be understood as replacing the "small map" with a "big map", but does it still reflect the situation in this area?

It seems like there's no change at all!

Of course, this ability is already very, very, very powerful: it can include everything in the world and billions of creatures within the area of ​​hundreds of thousands of square kilometers in the Great Golden Triangle, including the top experts among them, and observe them at will, like looking at patterns on the palm of your hand...

…

With such an ability, it is not an exaggeration to call it a "resident god". There must be at least a small number of the tens of billions of people in the world who worship such a being.

The problem is, people’s appetites can easily get spoiled!

No matter what Yuan Wuwei said, he had witnessed with his own eyes how the structure of the "bunch of grapes soaked in time and space" was generated and operated, and how a "little bug" like him could turn into a "ghost", lurking beside various extraordinary species, changing angles

observe.

Yuan Wuwei suspected that if he wanted to, he could even look up Connie's beautiful girl's skirt.

Damn, why didn’t I think of this trick just now!

But now...

Well, what he means is that if they are just spliced ​​together and combined into one, apart from being more convenient in terms of perceiving order, there is not much other meaning. I am a bit sorry for the dazzling segmentation and reorganization process just now.

After thinking for a long time and not understanding, Yuan Wuwei tentatively touched the game interface. As soon as he touched it, he discovered that not only the content presentation format had changed, but the operation logic seemed to have also changed.

In terms of hand feel, the "globe" interaction mode, which was originally smooth and slightly random, has become stable and deterministic.

In short, the large space-time bubble will no longer rotate lightly as his fingers slide. He can still adjust the viewing angle, change direction, and zoom in and out, but the steering changes of the interface appear to be much smoother and heavier.

At this time, what he is turning is like a sand table that is clearer and a hundred times heavier. It clearly tells you the details of the information from east to west, north to south, up and down, left and right, and even all dimensions, but this also implies to the user:

Above, you have to produce elite-level sandbox work to be qualified.

Yuan Wuwei curled his lips.

Don't count on little bugs like him, but that one, after completing this wave of "adjustments", will he use truly shocking methods?

Seeing that another wave of random thoughts was about to spread, Mrs. Halder's voice sounded behind his head: "Sure enough, this is more pleasing to the eye... a lot more honest."

This is a relatively clear evaluation.

Yuan Wuwei still didn't quite understand, so he simply asked directly: "It's understandable to be pleasing to the eye, but frankness means..."

"There is no cover-up, intentional omission."

"ah?"

"Didn't you realize that you were also in it?"

"Holy shit!"

Yuan Wuwei moved his gaze downwards, and soon found a misty mist in the southeastern part of the middle of the large space bubble map model, downstream of the river - before zooming, it was just an inconspicuous white dot.

He noticed that although there was also a gathering of clouds and haze here, it was significantly different from the surrounding areas, especially the dirty clouds rolling endlessly in the air above.

Is this the state of the "Leichi Proving Ground" in the space-time bubble?

Yuan Wuwei subconsciously reached out to touch it, trying to zoom in and see more details.

He succeeded. What's even more amazing is that as soon as the picture was enlarged, the haze of time and space isolated from the outside world turned translucent.

Everything hidden inside, including the grocery boat he was on that washed up on the beach, and the self on the grocery boat who was dazedly reaching out to touch the screen... and of course Mrs. Halder, were all clearly displayed.

Well, the one in the back still doesn’t have the layer of turbid bubbles outside other extraordinary beings.

However, this is not the point.

Yuan Wuwei suddenly realized something. In the picture presented by the large space bubble, he could actually see directly that on the river bank, Mrs. Halder had solemnly warned him of the dangerous area that he had never set foot in and had always remained hidden.

In fact, as soon as Yuan Wuwei's thoughts became clear, his eyes were directed there, and there was indeed no obstacle.

What he saw now was a ruin made by the accumulation and collapse of countless bones, earth and rocks. In the center of the ruins was a depression that was obviously sunken compared to the surrounding area.

It feels like it is riddled with holes, as if it has been repeatedly hammered and stamped by heavy machinery. The ground structure in most areas is highly dense, and there are twisted gaps and holes.

Yuan Wuwei saw blood-red magma spewing out of it, and some dark red lava slowly overflowing - almost making people think that there was a crater below that could erupt at full force at any time.

However, there is a strange tangled "rockery" in the middle of the depression. The lava sputtering out, in a way that goes against common sense, surrounds the rockery and winds upward, forming a strange cycle in between.

Perhaps this form was so contrary to common sense that after Yuan Wuwei looked at it for a long time, he felt that the "rockery" and the lava were still crawling slightly.

It seems like a demon that is temporarily hunched over and dormant here. It is very likely that the next moment it will relax its body and reveal its true face that is even more ferocious and ugly.

Mrs. Halder reminded softly: "Don't look at it for too long."

"Ah, I don't want to see it. I don't want to see it."

Yuan Wuwei immediately thought of her earlier warning, and then thought about the real cases circulating in the world that were closer to ghost stories, and hurriedly looked away, fearing that half a second at night would bring misfortune.

Mrs. Halder seemed to be smiling: "No, since Mr. Ronan dares to let go, it basically means that the sequelae caused here have become controllable... Well, this is also the reason why I can postpone the clock.

"

Yuan Wuwei blinked again.

So, there was a time when the sequelae caused by this ghost place were completely uncontrollable?

Even now, there are still sequelae, but they may become "controllable"...

Yuan Wuwei gave a heartfelt "fuck" in his heart, and hurriedly picked at the large space-time bubble twice, skipping this sensitive area, and made sure that the space-time haze covered everything again, and then he reluctantly relaxed.

At this time, he had the time to ask: "What on earth is that thing? Isn't it just annoying to put it here?"

"Blood Soul Temple."

"Oh... um? Xue Yan, the one from your sect?"

After getting a positive answer, there was no need to mention the embarrassment. For the time being, Yuan Wuwei only knew how to work hard to find opportunities that would allow him to climb out of the trap.

There is an extraordinary person next to you who is looking at you with a half-smile but not a smile. This kind of pressure can indeed be transformed into extremely powerful motivation.

While sweating profusely, Yuan Wuwei suddenly thought of one thing, which was the biggest hot event in the world and probably the entire planet in the past week.

It was also the reason why a mere "Big Golden Triangle" had to carry more than twenty extraordinary beings - that monster that was so powerful that it fell inexplicably.

At that time, when Tiger was clamoring for an observation in Shangyuan District, he also participated.

This is somewhat clear.

"It turns out it's with your sect... I mean, there must be the demon that your sect risked its life to suppress! Oh my, you've worked really hard!"

Yuan Wuwei didn't care much and kept talking nonsense. When he looked at his words and was sure that Mrs. Halder would not trouble him on this matter, he decisively changed the topic.

"Please tell me, if the person who put the space-time bubble back together just made it bigger, is that... a bit wrong?"

"You said he was unnecessary?"

"I... almost." Yuan Wuwei really didn't have the courage to blame him face to face, so he could only respond vaguely.

"I said he was 'verifying'."

"Well, it seems to be checking the space-time bubble..."

"Why 'between'?"

"Uh, because there is a distinction? I, I'm not sure whether it's a natural distinction or a subjective distinction."

Yuan Wuwei seemed to have returned to his youth, to the Deep Blue World, where people would often come, sometimes even Li Wei, to discuss topics related to time and space with him.

Of course, it can also be called questionnaire or sampling.

However, Mrs. Halder had no intention of having an in-depth discussion with him at this time: "It doesn't matter whether it is subjective or not. Clarifying the distinction, similarities and differences, is just a method of verification. This is used to determine the nature and clarify the load.

Unify time and space..."

"Wait a minute." Yuan Wuwei couldn't help but interrupt, "What does clear load mean?"

"The ultimate load is not clear. If you are not careful, the world will collapse."

Mrs. Halder replied with a smile.

Yuan Wuwei couldn't help laughing. He clearly saw that Mrs. Halder was looking towards the river bank, so in the real world, the "high-risk area" was still sealed by the haze of time and space.

"...Where's down there?"

Mrs. Halder also expressed some emotion: "Next, he may continue the process of integration."

"Integrate what?"

"The small space bubbles merged into the large space bubbles. There are other bubbles inside, aren't there?"

"Those...huh?"

Yuan Wuwei's gaze turned to the large space-time bubble, looking at the extraordinary species inside it that were like "fireflies at night", as well as the thin or thick turbid bubbles outside them.

After hesitating for a moment, he took the initiative to find Mrs. Halder to verify his other guess: "Why do I feel that these small bubbles seem to be from the extraordinary realm?"

"That's right, I think so too." Mrs. Halder still didn't finish her sentence.
To be continued...