The group reached a consensus: disembark from the spaceship first, and no matter if Feng Yi was on this Earth-like planet, they needed to ask around for information.

So this task of finding people fell, once again, into the hands of the chubby one. Blade Warrior also provided him with some self-defense gear, after all, being in a different time-space dimension, it was unclear what they would face next, even local public safety was a concern, and by the standards of the 103rd Colonial Planet in their universe, such godforsaken places were completely lawless zones.

However, this place was different. The climate here seemed to be even more severe than on the 103rd Colonial Planet in their universe, one could imagine that the local customs were extremely rugged. Even if the chubby one had some skills, he had to be fully prepared.

As for why Sky Shadow, Kexiao, Roland, and Mengdie didn't come, the reason wasn't hard to understand. They were all enhancing their strengths, and Mengdie wasn't good at communicating with others. The chubby one, on the other hand, could chat with anyone, knew too much about life's little common knowledge, regardless of whether they were men, women, the elderly, children, or transsexuals. In short, anything you could or couldn't think of, he could chat about.

Adding to that, the chubby one was filled with curiosity about every aspect of another parallel dimension, so he took on the heavy responsibility directly and promised with a pat on his chest to resolutely complete the mission. This was a soldier's promise.

As for how much weight was behind that promise, everyone actually knew very well. Fortunately, parallel dimensions do not overlap with the timeline of their universe, which also meant that no matter how long they stayed here, it would not affect their own time-space. Conversely, if they had more time to improve themselves, it would also be a leverage against the Bizarre.

The weather outside was indescribably cold, well below thirty degrees. The chubby one had just stepped off the Time-Space Transfer Device, and within a minute, shivering, rushed back in.

"This damn ghostly weather is simply uninhabitable. Blade Warrior, do you have any winter clothing?" While speaking, the chubby one took out a cigarette from his pocket, shivering as he lit it, took a deep puff, blew out a round smoke ring, and asked.

"We were prepared before coming. It's your fault for leaving so quickly without a word," Blade Warrior replied as she tossed an electronic key to the chubby one, saying, "There are various kinds of winter clothes stored in Storage No. 72, only..."

"Only what?"

"An old saying goes, 'When in Rome, do as the Romans do'. I think you'd better not wear anything too conspicuous and out of touch with the local customs. There are many thermal underwears in the storage, I suggest you change into those."

"Uh... Now that you mention it, that does make sense. I'm on it."

"Alright, alright, off you go, don't disturb me, I have work to do."

The chubby one glanced at Blade Warrior with narrowed eyes, "The preparation works are all done, huh? What are you working on?"

"The timeline seems to be off. It looks like those two kids messed up the timing," Blade Warrior explained. The timeline she set appeared to be more than ten years later than originally planned according to the local climate evolution, it seemed much worse than the 103rd Colonial Planet in their universe, this was probably the ecological state of the Colonial Planet after a very long time.

Of course, it also didn't rule out another possibility. Although the two universes appeared to be the same on the surface, in fact, there were many differences. For example, the distance between the 103rd Colonial Planet in this universe and the Bird Star was relatively farther. It's important to recognize that a decade in the cosmos is just a fleeting instant, very brief, so there was some problem in this regard.

Next, there was the anomaly shown by the system when everyone had just arrived at this plane space. At the time, she didn't notice it, because the system did not provide any alerts. In other words, the AI could only determine that it was a minor issue, entering a system judgment blind spot, until now when everyone else got busy with their things, and she finally had time to notice it. It seemed that when passing through the plane of time-space of their universe, a kind of parallel dimension collapse ripple and mirage occurred. To put it in terms everyone could understand, it was somewhat similar to a mirage, which puzzled Blade Warrior.

The chubby one was also half understanding, feeling at a loss. After stubbing out the cigarette butt, he wished her 'good luck' and didn't linger anymore, but strode towards the cold storage warehouse.

This was a roughly 10 square meter space, filled with various storage capsules and Space Crystals, with the clothing models and specific uses marked on top, and Zhang Xiaobo was momentarily dazzled by the array.

Damn, there were so many; how was he supposed to find anything? He arrived at Storage No. 72 all right, but who could anticipate it would be crammed with goods?

You should know that the capacity of a Space Crystal was virtually unlimited, and with just the Space Crystals alone, there were dozens placed around. So the chubby one had to calm down and search slowly, carefully, meticulously, not missing a single one.

After a while, he finally found the cold protection gear in a corner that was not conspicuous. According to Blade Warrior, it was better not to wear anything flashy, and indeed, the chubby one thought the same. He always handled tasks with extreme caution, especially at special moments like this; it was even more necessary to act discreetly to avoid any unforeseeable risks.

Thus, he quickly changed into the cold protection clothing and put his regular clothes on over it, so he would not attract special attention.

However, when he stepped off the Time-Space Transfer Device, the chubby one could still feel the howling wind hitting his face like sharp knives. He took out the communicator, said a few brief words to Blade Warrior, then stepped forward, walking towards a village shrouded in snow.

The outskirts of the Seventh District on the 103rd Colonial Planet were grey and white, the land that was sprinkled with satellite light seemed to spark a hint of glow.

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