One Hundred Ways to Become a God

Chapter 194: back to reality

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Here is his starship.

-He is back.

During the time when the Ascension Thunder Tribulation descended, He Yan actually had some premonitions that some changes might occur after leaving this time.

Whether it is the sign of a large fusion of spiritual seas suddenly going crazy before the beginning of this world, or the strange way of heaven every time it appears, it seems to imply that the world's reincarnation is not endless, and it may appear soon A major turning point.

But he didn't expect that things happened so quickly, the soul had just been pulled out of the real person Kongxuan's body in one second, and lay down on the cold and hard floor of the starship in the next second.

The moment he opened his eyes, he recognized that this was the place where he "died" for the first time.

The pain of being crushed in the spiritual sea is too deep. Even after experiencing several worlds, the memory of the real world always firmly exists in the deepest part of his memory. After returning here, those memories that cannot be erased All the dust that covered it was wiped off, and it suddenly became alive again.

Being hunted down, telling the meteorite belt to run, and the spiritual sea being crushed inch by inch... The messy codes I saw at the last glance seemed to have just been experienced yesterday.

Without rushing to get up from the ground, He Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, carefully checking his mental strength while observing the situation inside the starship.

After repeated inspections three times, he finally confirmed that the injuries in his spiritual sea had fully recovered, and the stitching of the spiritual sea was seamless, without any trace of being broken into pieces like thousands of stardust.

And, if his feelings are correct, not only has his mental state healed, but it seems that some changes have taken place

... Whether it is the strength of mental power or the flexibility of manipulation, there has been a significant improvement compared to before.

But his original mental strength has already reached the SSS level. If he improves it further, what field will it be

Temporarily giving up thinking about this clueless question, He Yan quietly maintained a posture of lying on the ground, slowly releasing his mental power, allowing it to spread silently to every corner of the starship, and his mental power was like countless The invisible tentacles, even the tiny gaps in the machine, searched carefully.

After confirming that there was no one else in the entire starship except him, He Yan withdrew his mental power, opened his eyes, put one hand on the ground, and slowly straightened his upper body.

Although the temperature in the starship is not as cold as in the vacuum universe, due to the lack of energy to provide heat, the temperature is only maintained at a state that will barely freeze people to death, making He Yan's hands and feet stiff and unable to regain consciousness for a while.

If it weren't for his SS-level physique, even if his spiritual sea recovered, his body might have already been damaged by the cold.

After slowing down for a while, a warm current finally appeared in his limbs. He Yan staggered up from the ground, supported the back seat of the driver's seat, and saw his own reflection in the dark control screen.

His face was indifferent, the collar of his military uniform was slightly open, his face was a little pale due to the excessive cold, and his black hair was a little messy on his forehead.

Staring blankly at himself who hardly changed on the screen, a doubt emerged in He Yan's heart: During the process of his mental sea from being broken to being fully restored, how much time has passed in the real world

—Also, where is his lover who has been with him for seven lifetimes

Thinking of the fact that he was the only living person in the entire starship just confirmed, He Yan couldn't help but tighten his lips.

Maybe that person, like himself, was pulled into those worlds by the force in the meteorite belt that has not yet been detected by human technology.

Although that person's spiritual world was not as severely damaged as he was, it was very empty when they first met, and it gradually filled up with the continuous reincarnation, which is obviously not the case of a normal person.

If I leave, will that person leave with me

He Yan was not sure.

Furthermore, there are countless secrets in the universe, and the wormholes that are widely used are only a small part of those discovered by humans. In the deep and vast galaxy, there must be countless unknown forces that can connect time and space.

Maybe that person has also escaped from reincarnation, but he is not in the same galaxy as him, or he may have returned to a different time node, or he may exist in the legendary parallel universe and live on another track that has no intersection. my own life.

This universe is too huge. Since human beings left the earth and entered the interstellar era three thousand years ago, it seems that it is very easy for individuals to get separated, let alone two people who may never meet in reality.

... Forget it, the most urgent thing is to get out of here alive first.

He Yan closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his eyes were clear.

With a "beep", after he pressed the start button, the screen in front of him instantly lit up. After a burst of red codes flew randomly, the screen flashed, and the combat system I173 icon appeared in the lower right corner of the screen.

The system can still be activated, saying that the remaining 6% of the starship's energy has not been exhausted, which further confirms the conjecture in his mind about the passage of time in the real world.

Reaching out with his fingertips, he moved the I173 icon from the corner of the screen to a position at eye level with him, He Yan ordered: "Report the remaining energy."

I173 made several laps on the screen.

He Yan stared at it for a few seconds: "..."

According to Newton's first law in the ancient earth period, the system icon is only a virtual projection, not a real object with mass, and should not have the property of inertia

Could it be that the mysterious power that guided his spiritual recovery also affected the system on the starship

The voice of the I173 flat panel sounded without waves: "The remaining energy is 6%, please contact the rescue team as soon as possible."

6%.

Before his spiritual sea was crushed by someone, the remaining energy of the starship was so much, and the energy consumption did not exceed 1%, so in the real world, his coma did not last longer than half a day.

Ignoring the suggestion given by I173, He Yan lightly tapped the control panel with his fingertips, and calmly said: "Check the time of the mainframe, since I lost consciousness, the interval until now is often."

There are likely to be some radioactive substances in the meteorite belt that affect the operation of the system, so the system's time may not be accurate. The mainframe of the starship, which is tightly protected by a radiation-isolated alloy, still has some reference value.

"Please wait a moment." I173 gave the answer half a second later: "When the admiral lost awareness of the query, the host recorded a time of seven days and thirteen minutes."

Erase the fraction of the thirteen minutes he had spent in activities since waking up, and that was seven full days.

His soul has spent seven complete lives in the endless world, but in the real world, time is like an old man who has been forgotten in the corner of the world, slowly moving forward seven days.

He Yan's hand on the control panel suddenly trembled uncontrollably.

He subconsciously recalled those seven lives. Countless broken star-like memory fragments were ups and downs in his mental sea. He loosened the strength in his hand and sat on the black driver's seat, leaning loosely against the not-soft seat. On the back of the chair, he pressed down on his temples.

But soon, I173's unchanging mechanical voice pulled him out of his memory: "Please contact the rescue team as soon as possible."

He Yan paused for a moment when he pressed his temples. He slowly opened his eyes, and his gaze stayed on the small green icon in the center of the screen for a while, before he opened his mouth and called calmly: "I173."

I173: "Got it, please give the order."

He Yan moved his back from the back of the chair, leaned forward slightly, put his arms on the console, and gently supported his jaw, "This is the meteorite belt."

I173: "After detection, the starship is now located near the M area of the G-56 galaxy."

He Yan freed one hand and dragged the I173 icon to the right side of the screen.

This time, the icon of I173 stopped firmly at the position where his fingertips last touched, and did not show the slightest violation of the basic common sense of physics.

He Yan glanced at it quietly, his eyes became sharp instantly, looking directly at the combat system that he had followed for thirteen years, a playful smile curled up on the corner of his lips, and he said softly: "You have revealed your secrets. "

I173: "Please issue—"

He Yan interrupted it indifferently: "Without my order, the system will not actively detect location information."

I173: "..."

He Yan clicked on its icon, and flicked it to the left. The small green icon hit the edge of the left screen, and bounced back silently. It turned around several times, like a poor little system being ruthlessly played by its master. generally.

He bent his fingertips, tapped on the icon, and asked politely: "Excuse me—who are you now?"

I173: "..."

He Yan: "Escape can't solve the problem. It may be feasible to change the system. Speaking of which, your model is really too old. Instead of spending money to upgrade, it's better to just change to the latest version."

He paused, and then said: "The latest version seems to be Q88? It has complete functions and a huge database, and there are 18 interchangeable icons for free when you buy it. What do you think?"

I173 was not silent this time. The moment his voice fell, codes began to fly randomly on the screen.

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