"I want to exchange some money."

Chen Yan didn't feel any embarrassment when he said this. His strong survival motivation kept those unnecessary emotions away from him.

Xanthium's answer was short and direct:

"You have to see it in detail to evaluate the value. I roughly know the forces involved that night. Except for the modified monsters of the Mechanical Society, which are already worthless scraps, everything used by other forces has value."

When mentioning the "Machine Repair Society", Xanthium showed obvious disdain.

Chen Yan thought to himself that among the corpses stored on the second floor, the most valuable ones should be the barrier spirits of the Choir, but since the barrier spirits now have no heart or brain, the price is expected to be greatly reduced.

Chen Yan is sincere in doing business and cannot be too shrewd in front of people like Xanthium. If the cooperation fails, he will be in trouble if he wants to get something from Xanthium in the future.

He truthfully told Xanthium about the situation of the barrier spirit.

Xanthium stroking his beard:

"Is that so...the heart of the barrier spirit is not important. Anyway, the body and the heart are made of the same material, but without the brain...the price is reduced by half."

Chen Yan's heart was bleeding.

The brain of the barrier spirit is now stored in Ogami's prosthetic hand. Chen Yan has long planned to never sell that thing unless absolutely necessary.

Chen Yan didn't know whether he lost or gained in this transaction. He only knew that at this time, the role of money was infinite for him.

He must buy [Gap Touch] before tonight to complete his promotion.

He didn't want to endure that damn "Sight Wanderer" ability for a second.

Chen Yan had already counted the number of each weird creature before. Now, he described the characteristics of those things to Xanthium sibiricum one by one, and got a fairly satisfactory quotation:

"Five pounds 2 shillings and 25 pence, that's the price if you think of them as medicine, the price clearly marked in the medicine shops in the upper town."

Counting Chen Yan's 7 pounds in savings, once these corpses are sold, he will have a little more than 12 pounds.

If you spend 10 pounds on the Gap Touch, you will have a little more than 2 pounds left. Once the land tax is paid next month, you will become a pauper.

But Chen Yan couldn't wait any longer, and he happened to have another way to make money, so he didn't hesitate anymore and planned to complete the transaction with Xanthium.

Xanthium was not afraid that he would default on his debt, so he gave him the money directly.

Tai Shenghe has never been afraid of being owed debts. They have a hundred ways to turn other people's debts into loan sharks and contracts of sale. From this aspect, they quite like being owed debts.

Chen Yan returned to the apartment and asked Jack Baldo to transport the corpses to the entrance of Walker Street in Taishenghe. Then he went to Green's clinic on High Street again and bought "Touch of the Interstitial".

Green expressed deep regret that he was obviously very interested in the items left in the apartment at 33 Walker Street on Sunday night, but he could not force the purchase when faced with a Byron Weiss Zoo employee.

Chen Yan returned to the apartment, locked the bedroom door, came to the table, put the three parts into the drawer, and then opened the box used to hold [Touch of the Gap].

The strong smell of the sea assaulted your nostrils, and the cold mist condensed into substance and overflowed from the box.

Between a large number of finely crushed ice cubes, a black-purple tentacle appeared in front of Chen Yan.

Chen Yan cut the tentacles into eight equal parts with a knife, and after a minute of mental preparation, swallowed the first section.

The greasy tentacles turned into water after entering the mouth, and the water gradually became transparent as it descended along the esophagus until it turned into nothingness.

At the moment when the water flow completely turned into nothingness, Chen Yan's eyes flickered.

The table in front of me was filled with books at some point, including "High School Chinese Compulsory Course Three", "Five-Year College Entrance Examination"...

The table further forward is no longer a wall, but the slim backs of the classmates at the front table, and the ponytail that has been swayed in front of Chen Yan countless times every day...

He seemed to have returned to the carefree summer of that year. The days in school were stretched infinitely, and the noisy frolic around him was no longer harsh. At this moment, he began to lust after the hateful chirping of cicadas coming from outside the window.

It's...a scene in my memory.

[Gap Touch] activated his intracranial eye, which was allowing the sufficiently trained [intracranial eye] to evolve towards the next stage. The greatly strengthened spiritual vision not only allowed him to see "

"The real past" also gave him a "synesthesia" about the past——

He felt that the scene in front of him was completely real!

"Chen Yan, let's play ball!"

A basketball was thrown towards him, and the feeling of it hitting his shoulder was so clear that almost completely unfamiliar memories were recalled from his mind, making him almost respond.

After desperately restraining himself, he finally got rid of the strong feeling of attachment and gained the strength to think.

'If I catch a basketball, will I be part of this scene forever?'

'If I integrate into this scene, what's the difference from when I return to my hometown?'

'What's the difference between living in such a real fantasy forever and going home...'

He smelled the fragrance coming from the swaying ponytail on the table in front of him and could hardly restrain his desire to raise his head.

He tried his best to restrain himself and fight against the emotions in his heart that were no different from the real ones. It felt like his spine was about to break!

‘Is this synesthesia!?’

'Emotions and scenes are completely connected, and you can feel everything in the scene!'

'This feels so real...it doesn't even feel like it's fake at all!'

'But that's not the case...'

'This scene... is just a memory of what has happened...'

'This scene is not real.'

As soon as the thought fell, everything in front of me suddenly shattered.

The classmates and the podium disappeared, the slight pain caused by being hit by the basketball also completely disappeared, the harsh chirping of cicadas disappeared, and only the slight sound of the water in the floor heating pipes rubbing against the walls of the pipes was left in my ears.

He returned to room 305 of the apartment at 33 Walker Street.

When I returned to reality, my whole body was soaked in cold sweat.

Chen Yan vaguely felt that the eyes in his skull had changed. As for the extent of the changes, he could not describe it. He just had a feeling in his heart——

He felt that he had to continue, and if he stopped, all his previous efforts would be in vain.

After calming down for a few seconds, he swallowed the second piece of [Gap Touch].

The second [Gap Touch] disappeared into his body in the same way. After a while, the spiritual vision changed as he could perceive it, and it was no longer a simple field of vision——

When he looked at something, he felt like he could see more from it.

He searched for the past along this feeling - he saw the tabletop along his field of vision, and then he had a certain feeling about the tabletop.

He felt that he was the table itself, so he felt the warmth from his arms pressing on the table, felt the smooth pages of the books placed on the table, and felt the heaviness of the small box containing [Touch of the Gap] on the table.

, he even felt the pressure and friction on "himself" from the rusty metal chassis of the kerosene lantern.

"call!"

He suddenly came back to his senses, blinked hard, and his synesthesia to the tabletop was no longer so strong.

His synaesthesia to the desktop was disappearing bit by bit.

He knew that he needed to further take [Gap Touch] to stabilize this kind of synaesthesia until he completely adapted to this kind of "synesthesia".

After being mentally prepared, Chen Yan swallowed the third section of [Gap Touch].

This time, in addition to stronger synaesthesia, he actually found that his spiritual vision had been "extended."

His spiritual vision saw the corridor outside the wall through the wall. He controlled his spiritual vision to go through the corridor, all the way down, until he reached the basement, until he passed through the small door in the basement and entered the underground cave.

This feeling was so wonderful that he continued to move forward while maintaining rationality and restraint. Soon, his vision gradually broadened, and a huge lake with no boundaries appeared in his field of vision.

Although it was said to be a lake, Chen Yan did not see the boundary of the lake. Only the huge stalactites appearing dozens of meters high in the air proved that this place was still underground and not a smoke lake.

In the center of the lake, Chen Yan saw several giant objects that resembled offshore oil wells. There were several ships docked next to the giant objects in the dark, and there was a faint green light emitting from the ships.

'Under those things...is it the Snake Rock Mine?'

[Touch of the Gap] The potion ends and Chen Yan’s spiritual vision returns.

In the next few moments, he swallowed the next four pieces of [Gap Touch] respectively.

These four [Gap Touches] did not cause a strong reaction on him, but only strengthened his inspiration.

After taking it four times in a row, the feeling of "synaesthesia" became stronger. Especially after taking the seventh section of [Gap Touch], Chen Yan clearly felt that there was a connection between himself and the things he touched.

A more stable connection than before.

He did not take the eighth section [Gap Touch] immediately, but put his palms on the table to mobilize his inspiration.

At the moment when he had "sympathy" with the desktop, a forest appeared in front of him, and the sound of an ax chopping down trees could be heard in his ears. Then the trees fell in response, and the view from a height of tens of meters tilted until they fell to the ground.

The sound of axes cutting into wood continued, and he saw a group of Rook lumberjacks, who were cutting down trees and loading them into steam locomotives.

A lumberjack chopped "him" off and moved him up. Half of his field of vision was occupied by the lumberjack's dirty big pants.

Chen Yan saw "himself" being loaded onto a steam locomotive and undergoing a long transportation together with other wood, arriving at the smoky wood processing factory.

The moment he was transported down, he saw a sky full of black smoke chimneys - this was the industrial area of ​​Yanan City.

Immediately afterwards, he saw "himself" going on the assembly line. After many steps of processing, including cutting and polishing, he was stacked and transported to a shop.

After waiting in the darkness for an unknown amount of time, one day, the shop owner took him out and placed him in front of a person.

'The fine pine table is made of logs from the black pine forest on the north side of the high street. It can be used when you go back and wax it for only 10 pence.'

The man handed the penny to the shop owner, and he was carried by the man through Walker Street, which was dirty and unpaved with cement, and entered the No. 33 apartment building.
Chapter completed!