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The man was still a little scared when he heard what Zhang Yi said.

But now he couldn't run away, so he could only follow Zhang Yi's orders.

So he waved the fake knife in his hand and slashed at Zhang Yi.

Zhang Yi's expression was extremely focused. When he rushed over, a flash of white light flashed in his right eye.

After a month of use, he had formed an instinct for opening and closing the alien space.

In an instant, an invisible and intangible alien space door appeared in the space in front of him.

The man rushed over with the fake knife and chopped Zhang Yi's shoulder with his right hand.

But the next moment, something horrifying happened.

His arm disappeared in front of Zhang Yi out of thin air, as if he had sunk into a world that he couldn't see with his naked eyes.

In fear, he tried his best to stop his moving forward.

Zhang Yi grabbed his arm at the right time and pulled him hard into his own alien space!

The man completely got into the alien space.

Zhang Yi's perspective instantly switched to the alien space, carefully observing the person he had taken in.

The person was already in a static state, motionless.

Even when Zhang Yi tested his breathing and heartbeat, there was no reaction at all.

Zhang Yi frowned slightly, not knowing whether the person died after entering the space, or whether the time of his body stopped and he would come back to life after leaving the space.

So he quickly released the person from the space.

As soon as he came out, the person's face turned pale, and his body seemed to be exhausted. He fell to the ground and gasped for breath.

"Oh? It seems that it still has an effect on the organism. If it lasts for a long time, it will really die!"

Zhang Yi nodded and got another key piece of information.

"What did you feel just now?"

Zhang Yi asked.

The man's face was pale, and he said weakly: "I feel like I have entered a white world. There are many materials piled up like mountains."

"I feel like I have been there for a century. That possibility is too terrible! Maybe I have hallucinations."

Zhang Yi's pupils shrank.

It turns out that although the body of the person who entered the alien space is in a static state, the consciousness still exists.

In other words, the time in the alien space is not absolutely static, and the flow of time is probably countless times slower than that in the outside world.

In other words, if a person enters it, the body cannot move, but the consciousness is like countless time has passed in a static world.

That feeling must be extremely painful, and even make people want to die!

"So, if a living organism stays in the alien space for too long, will it die of mental breakdown? That's it!"

Interesting!

Zhang Yi has a better understanding of the alien space.

He waved to the man: "You, stand up!"

The man stood up tremblingly.

Zhang Yi opened the alien space and tried to take him into the alien space.

But this time, it felt extremely strenuous, as if he was moving a tall building.

"Is it ineffective against large organisms? Or..."

Zhang Yi frowned.

He suddenly approached the man and pulled out a dagger from his leg.

Before the man could react, a white blade flashed and two of his fingers were cut off!

"Ah!!"

The man fell to the ground in pain, covering his wound and screaming.

Zhang Yi's face did not change, and he began to try to collect the broken fingers.

This time, he succeeded without any obstacles.

"It doesn't work for living people, but it works for broken fingers. What's the reason?"

Zhang Yi returned the fingers to him, and he became more curious about his own space.

But now, he has collected a lot of useful information.

Looking at the man lying on the ground, groaning in pain, Zhang Yi thought for a while, took out a plate of roast chicken from the space, and slowly put it in front of him.

"Eat it, this is your compensation."

Then he gave him a roll of gauze and asked him to bandage it himself.

The man was about to faint from the pain, but the steaming roast chicken in front of him still made his eyes become hot.

He was so hungry that he ate the leather sofa at home.

And what was in front of him was roast chicken!

He didn't even care about the pain in his fingers, and he ate the roast chicken while crying.

Zhang Yi was not in a hurry, sitting by the fire, using a table leg to stir the flames.

After he finished eating the roast chicken, Zhang Yi said: "Let's continue. This time, you hit me with something."

The man did not hate Zhang Yi, but was full of gratitude.

He nodded quickly, simply wrapped the wound with gauze, and continued to cooperate with Zhang Yi to do the experiment.

After a few hours, Zhang Yi got the experimental data he wanted and had a better understanding of the ability of the different space.

First, there should be restrictions on collecting materials, but it is currently known that objects with strong external forces cannot be collected, and it is ineffective for living people.

Second, when used, a door connecting the present world and the other world can be opened. The active attack method has not been thought of yet, but the physical attack can be diverted, and then the vector direction can be adjusted to counterattack.

Knowing these two points is equivalent to opening a huge treasure for Zhang Yi.

"Next, I know how to deal with Wang Siming's shelter."

The last trace of worry in Zhang Yi's heart was completely dispelled.

He looked at the man who helped him do the experiment and said sincerely: "Thank you for your help."

Before the man answered, Zhang Yi's dagger swept across his throat like a gust of wind.

"Puff!"

Blood splattered, and he fell to the ground.

Before he died, fear flashed in his eyes, but then relief came.

Even when he died, there was a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Finally, he can get rid of this cruel world.

At least, he had a delicious roast chicken when he died.

For the next two days, Zhang Yi had to pick one person every day to accompany him to do experiments.

It was also to practice his proficiency in new skills.

It was necessary to ensure that the skills could be used to the extent that they were as easy as using one's arm. Only in this way could he ensure his safety in the next action.

And for every person who practiced with him, he would let the other party have a full meal before killing him.

Because his ability was his biggest trump card, it must not be leaked to the outside world.

In this way, three days passed quickly.

Zhang Yi had fully grasped the use of skills, so he called Xu Hao and told him: "We can go!"

Xu Hao had become much more vicissitudes in the past few days. Although he was not poisoned, his face was blue, his lips were purple, and his dark circles were deep.

This was the symptom of poisoning caused by his strong self-suggestion.

"Brother Zhang, I... I feel like I'm going to die."

Zhang Yi laughed in his heart.

He had provided food for Xu Hao these days. To be honest, Xu Hao's life was easier than before.

After pretending to think for a while, he went back to get a tube of saline solution, and then said to Xu Hao: "I can give you an injection of antidote first, which can temporarily relieve your symptoms."

Xu Hao, as if he saw hope, lifted his sleeves and exposed his arm.

"Give me an injection, give me an injection!"

Zhang Yi picked up the syringe and slowly injected Xu Hao with saline solution, then said lightly: "This can relieve your symptoms, but it will only last for five days at most, and you will still die of poison."

"So you'd better pray that this operation will be successful. Otherwise, neither of us will have a good ending."

After Xu Hao took an injection of saline solution, he immediately felt a strange energy in his body, and he became energetic.

"Brother Zhang, don't worry, I, Xu Hao, will not joke with my life."

"This time, I will follow you wholeheartedly!"