Chapter 1793

No wonder rumors say that this wall can be opened. It turns out that it is not a wall at all!

Lin Sanjiu only felt that his eyes lit up. As soon as the words on the card in his hand printed a light and fuzzy shadow in his field of vision, his eyes fell into a large space suddenly opened behind the wall.

Her reaction at that moment was so fast that she couldn't believe it afterwards; Almost as soon as her eyes turned, a piece of it in her hand, and the wall suddenly resumed to stretch, blocking the warehouse as it was.

Until then, the people in the warehouse slowly shouted. The wall disappears and reappears too quickly. As long as it's not the person who just stares at it, I'm afraid he will only feel that the light in front of him is full and dark.

"What happened just now?"

"Light -- light, is the wall open...?"

"Am I dazzled..."

When the crowd rushed up, Lin Sanjiu hurriedly stepped back from the wall and re entered the crowd. It was after she put her hand on the wall that the wall disappeared; But because everyone's eyes were attracted by the wall, she turned dark under the light instead, retreated for a while, and was held by someone and asked, "did you see it just now?"

Not only did she see it clearly, Lin Sanjiu thought, but she also recognized it.

She thought about the location of the factory many times, how far it was from Fanjia City, and was shocked by the old woman's means of crossing a long space distance... But Lin Sanjiu never thought that the factory was originally on a small spacecraft.

In the dark crowd, someone rushed up and hit the thick wall with stuffy fists, shouting and talking echoed under the ceiling, obviously everyone wanted to get out of here early.

They don't know that even if they go out of the factory, there is no place for them outside.

In the impression of just a moment, Lin Sanjiu found that after she removed a wall, outside the warehouse with the top high, the house wide and the back connected to the river, there was a single size spacecraft flanking observation station. Above the wall of the flanking observation station, there is a typical long spacecraft cabin window, with a light blue sky floating outside, as if they were driving in the air at the moment.

What matters most is that the single lookout station is not a small one standing in contrast to the huge warehouse. It has not been enlarged, and its platform can still accommodate only one adult, but the boundary of the warehouse can be closely integrated with the single lookout station.

People always use themselves to measure space and size. However, when Lin Sanjiu was in the warehouse, she judged the warehouse to be huge by her own size; When she looked up and saw the outside, she even felt dizzy because she knew it was really just a single lookout Station - her eyes were just a cross-border.

However, dizziness was not the reason why she hurriedly put the wall back.

"Just now your eyes swept over the card too fast," Teacher Yi said hurriedly, "even I'm not sure what was written on the card. Just a few words I still remember, what 'connection', 'door'..."

Lin Sanjiu rushed against the crowd on the gray high wall, quickly walked into the corner, saw that no one paid much attention to her, and quickly called out [facial hair] again. This time, she didn't have time to add it to her eyebrows and eyelashes. "Pa" slapped it on her forehead, just connected with the hairline, and most of her forehead was gone.

After listening to Teacher Yi's words, she gave a slight wry smile.

If Mr. Yi is right, Lin Sanjiu knows what's going on - the whole factory is composed of several sub spaces.

The assembly line part with no top and no bottom, the dark space of the universe, the river and sky sandwiched in the copy... Each sub space has its own set of space rules. Plus, it is made up of several pieces. They may not be similar to the outside world or to each other, so the interior will show a strange and diverse sense of space.

Someone put the pieced up "factory" sub space into the spacecraft, and set several entrances and exits for it; The wall that Lin Sanjiu just put away is actually a one-way door specially made by the people behind the scenes for the "factory" sub space - they are afraid that they never thought that someone in a group of ordinary people could put away the whole one-way door.

"This time it was weakened by 19%..." Teacher Yi murmured, "your luck is really... Too bad."

What effect you don't want is what effect you want.

Lin Sanjiu leaned back against another wall, closed his eyes and took a deep breath. Almost all the people rushed to the key wall, and she fell behind the crowd alone, neither too close nor too far away - maybe she could hide herself from attention?

She recalled the scene she had just seen between the white Colts - before she could completely close her lips, she just felt a sudden light in the afterglow.

The wall disappeared again.

Lin Sanjiu's heart suddenly jumped into his throat and slowly turned his head.

The noise in the warehouse, which was still buzzing for a while, began to dissipate with more and more retreating footsteps and closed mouths; The crowd gradually retreated from the wall to make way for a large open space. In the gap between his head and shoulders, although Lin Sanjiu couldn't see the empty space clearly, he clearly knew what the people saw.

After all, everyone present was temporarily endowed with the ability of evolution by the old woman, and maybe she caught it with her own hands - I'm afraid no one has forgotten the face whose boundary pixels are still a little vague.

"Yes... It's you..." someone said in a trembling voice.

Lin San jumped in his chest and clasped his hands tightly. Her quick glance after taking off the wall just let her see a top of her head slowly rising from the floor - she had deeply engraved the old woman's appearance into her bones, so even if she saw only the back of her head tied in a white bun, she would immediately recognize her.

The old woman formed by consciousness gradually surfaced from the floor at this time and place, and there must be only one destination - the warehouse containing ordinary people with high "credibility".

"... don't go out."

The voice was dry and hoarse, and the volume was not large, but it made people attach all their energy to it. The noise of the crowd just now had already died down at this time, and only a slight low noise, trembling in the throat, echoed like an undercurrent. Lin Sanjiu could not see the thin and withered old woman across many people, but could only see many people's shoulders shaking uncontrollably.

Someone suddenly took a breath and said, "it's that watch -"

He seemed to be surprised by himself, and immediately choked his voice. Lin Sanjiu has understood that the old woman must have opened the list of [concept collision] in the air.

So many people... Can she target so many people at once?

In other words, in the face of the old woman, can't even the crowd tactics——

A female voice near the corner suddenly screamed, "still, still!"

what?

Lin Sanjiu quickly took a few steps in the direction of the sound, swept forward towards the sparse part of the crowd, and almost screamed himself.

One by one, old women fished through the floor of the single lookout, each of which was a replica of the same black trousers and hair wrinkles; Their faces were expressionless, and they stepped through the observation deck one after another and entered the warehouse... Ordinary people even lost their courage to stand still, and retreated in sobs and panic.

A faint list of words floated in the air around every old woman - every old woman transformed by consciousness can launch [concept collision].

Lin Sanjiu felt that his scalp was numb, and he could hardly feel his hands and feet.

What kind of people, what kind of combat power, can divide countless strands of consciousness at will, and turn these countless strands of consciousness into an old woman with high combat power, loaded with special abilities that can't resist, and can almost sweep all evolutors?

The real owner of [concept collision] can be said to be close to invincible?

Even if it's sparan, puppet division or Kurosawa Ji, the end is the same: no matter how high the force is, no matter how fast the reaction is, how can we resist when encountering countless [concept collisions]?

If she wants to fight with that person, how can she fight? Who can fight?

She can only hope that [facial hair] will disguise herself as an ordinary person and not be noticed by the old women; However, at this time, she still has 80% combat power - if you check the combat power, everyone will find that she is like a tower erected by a group of one meter five people. It's really not surprising that the teacher said she was unlucky.

No, no, calm down - the reason why there are so many old women is that there are too many targets in the warehouse, and the targets need to be allocated. Lin Sanjiu glanced back and forth, who was in charge of her?

Which old woman launched the [concept collision] will fall on her?

"Anyone with temporary evolutionary ability,"

"Anyone with temporary evolutionary ability,"

A dozen old women spit out the same sentence one after another; Some words start when others say half a sentence, and some have finished speaking before a new one rings, which sounds disorderly and dizzy - but obviously, this is the premise of this [concept collision].

Everyone present, including Lin Sanjiu, could not escape its coverage. Given their temporary evolutionary ability, there was still such a deep trap.

Found it - Lin Sanjiu was excited, aiming at the old woman who had just finished the first half of the sentence in the distance, and activated her ability to choose from the screen.

"Will follow my instructions to do one thing."

A dozen old women said one after another.

Finally, I didn't break my promise. Today, I rushed out a chapter update. Recently, I'm upset and treat you as a garbage can. I'm sorry... Let's say it's easy.

It's true that people don't know the world without reading. For example, I bet you don't know that Liang Shiqiu wrote the word "eat shit" in his prose... The object is still people, not dogs.