Wow! Feng Yi was stupefied; when did this bizarre guy start telling cold jokes and making strange metaphors?

What Mo Ying said was not without help for him, at least he understood a bit more about his own power. It seems that the result of temporarily reorganizing the body through 'transcendence' is a result of absorbing cosmic matter. However, his mental power is still too weak to absorb more resources later. Therefore, the temporary solid form, just a flash as per his will while maintained by mental power, is merely an empty shell, lacking the mass's sustenance. The scant mental power is insufficient for him to absorb more cosmic resources.

"Thanks, Mo Ying, I should leave too. Please send me to that place."

"Sure, but..."

"Hmm?"

"Before that, I have two questions I'd like to ask you."

"Please go ahead." Feng Yi was doubtful inside, surprised if a higher-dimensional life form also had difficult questions that puzzled it, though he only thought this in his heart and didn't voice it.

"The operating laws of the spacetime axis, could you clarify your view on the concept of spacetime for me?"

"The spacetime axis..." Feng Yi was silent for a moment. "My understanding of the concept of spacetime is not deep, I'm not quite sure what you mean."

"Let me rephrase the question, what is your take on the final explanation or formula of pi? I think, given your transcendent state, you might have some personal insights."

"It's quite simple, perhaps my views are too limited, but..." Feng Yi explained with a smile: "As the moon has its waxing and waning, so humans have their joys and sorrows, even on a narrow level perfect harmony can't be achieved, let alone tracing the mysteries of the universe."

Mo Ying fell into silence, as if digesting the answer Feng Yi had given. After a time for a cup of tea, he finally expressed a pleased mental thought: "That's a good answer."

"The second question, this might be a bit of a tall order, so I want to use that wager where you defeated me as the condition for asking this question."

"It's not a condition. You've helped me a lot, just ask whatever's on your mind; I can only answer what I know."

"Alright, I want to know the basic application conditions of the 'Third Rhythm' law. This question might be too selfish, but I can't guarantee whether you can return; if you don't, you and your law will permanently disappear."

Upon hearing this, Feng Yi was silent. It wasn't that he couldn't speak but that he couldn't express the essence itself. The saying that law is not passed on to six ears, and the way not shared with the unworthy, seemed unreasonable to Feng Yi. He explained to Mo Ying that he couldn't express well. If he could observe himself in the 3.5D Alternate Space, he might gain some insights. After all, this somewhat abnormal skill, to put it bluntly, was also understood under extraordinary circumstances.

"Alright, given our relationship, I'll be watching you in the Alternate Space, and might give timely hints, of course, based on the correct judgment I can possibly make."

Hey, who would've thought this higher-dimensional being would become more humane, Feng Yi's expression became rather amusing hearing him say that.

"So, is it now?"

"No rush, I haven't finished speaking."

Mo Ying narrated to Feng Yi that everything he saw in the Alternate Space could be considered the mechanism of the universe itself, a reflection of reality, a conceptual phenomenon. Although he had the initial conditions of an observer, this didn't mean the rules he possessed were equally effective under another space-time's rules suppression, like how 'Bizarre' would be oppressed by the gravitational universe rules when it arrived in this space.

So, Mo Ying's advice to him was, whatever he saw or heard in that space — dead or alive people, familiar or unfamiliar faces, or something he was curious about — he must restrain his curiosity as much as possible.

For a person in a normal state, this might not be difficult to do, but in a 3.5D space, the situation presented before you is different from the real world. Your behavior might just be decisions made by your subconscious.

In short, one can dominate their dreams but can't interfere with the spacetime axis of the dream. The dreamer is only part of the spacetime axis, under such conditions, you might passively become entangled in a dark reaction with other beings or even various intelligent species.

Fortunately, human consciousness is simple and rarely dreams of other creatures outside one's consciousness; that's all it can warn about.

"Feng Yi, are you ready?"

"Yes, let's begin."

With a rumble! Feng Yi's keen spiritual perception instantly fell into chaos, entering a dark world he couldn't understand either.

In this dark world, Feng Yi returned to a familiar room, the dim environment carrying an inexplicable eerie sensation. The bleak moonlight and the pitch-black room became the only colors in this cramped space, one black, one gray.

Gray represented the projection of the moonlight.

Black was pure darkness; Feng Yi didn't even consider where he was or why he was here. He reflexively reached for the matches in the drawer.

Yes, the matches were in the drawer; he clearly remembered.

Found them!

The next moment, Feng Yi skillfully located the matchbox. With a strike, a ripping sound echoed in the dim room, the dim light cast by the match adding to the eerie atmosphere. Murkily, the match's dim glow seemed to overshadow everything around, even the moonlight outside the doors and windows seemed to dim considerably after the match was struck, as if the moon itself had vanished.

Apart from the few centimeters around Feng Yi, he became increasingly unable to see the surrounding environment clearly; the match was like a ghost fire.

In his not entirely awake mind, Feng Yi immediately thought to light a lamp. He didn't want to stay an extra second in such an indescribable environment. The strange silence around made him more uneasy.

Suddenly, Feng Yi remembered a trivial, old scene; he hadn't been here for a long time. The memory hidden deep in his consciousness nearly made him forget where this place truly was. In any case, he remembered a flat house, a kang bed stove, which seemed like his original home.

His thoughts only lasted a moment. Simultaneously, Feng Yi hurriedly got down, trying to plug in the light.

Pop!

The light turned on, and the match's dim glow was instantly replaced by another even dimmer light. The light from the bulb only faintly allowed him to see about two meters away.

Feng Yi was greatly shocked! For some unknown reason, the environment made him afraid, and he instantly put on his shoes, unable to pause while taking big strides towards where he thought the door was.

The outcome was unexpectedly smooth. Feng Yi quickly twisted the doorknob and then used his body to push open the door.

The sly moonlight was brighter than the inside, and more importantly, the heavy oppression vanished instantly as he exited the room, replaced by another dilemma.

Feng Yi suddenly remembered this was his home, and the only thing he had to do was stay home at night to avoid encountering zombies on the night road. This town had been infected, completely becoming a zombie gathering place, with zombies appearing every night.

At this moment, a shadow fully covered the moonlight. To be exact, it was a zombie flying in the sky, and its enormous size nearly matched that of a medium mech shuttle...

Wait! Mech shuttle!?

As his mind raced, a boom resounded in Feng Yi's mind. Detached from reality, the scene quickly linked with modern technology, but the term mech shuttle was only a reflexive association. Quickly, he resumed playing his current role, darting into a dark area to avoid being spotted by the flying zombies.

Finally, the zombies in the sky quickly flew away, the faint lights of distant passersby easing his uneasy mood a bit. However, Feng Yi was well-aware, not only did this town inhabit zombies, but the zombies weren't the most terrifying — there's also the malevolent deities.

"Feng Yi, what are you doing? Wake up."

At this moment, Mo Ying's distant voice softly echoed in his ear...

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