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Chapter 004 I want to ride the wind back home

Although the system says it is so easy, in fact, it is quite difficult to lift weights easily.

After returning home, Wu Xin tested his current abilities.

He first stared at a piece of paper, allowing the "three-dimensional and penetrating" vision to appear, recalling the feeling when the system guided himself, "drawing" a "dashed" a "dashed" line between the space in the drawer and the space on the desktop, making the two spaces overlap, and it was easy to make the paper disappear. After opening the drawer, the paper indeed appeared in the space in the drawer.

But when he was not going to interfere with the space and just wanted the paper to float up, he gradually felt like he was under pressure in his mind. Although the paper floated up, it was far less relaxed and freehand than before.

A thin piece of paper weighing less than two grams, not to mention the powerful power he imagined to fly and hide in the sky and move mountains?

He was not surprised that [conscious energy] was just a kind of interference force, and even the name and definition of [conscious energy] was just a kind of "translation". When high-dimensional content was translated into low-dimensional content, it was inevitably distorted, just as the hieroglyphs of the Mayan Republic were translated into Garmenian phonetic characters, which lost the concise and artistic conception unique to ancient Chinese.

In the future, we need to learn more interference. Since this is the case, there is no need to worry. It is better to complete extracurricular homework first.

No longer do what you are not good at now, stretching and expanding "three-dimensional and penetrating" to include the entire building.

Small squares are homes, living with families, the center of vision continues to stretch beyond the height of the unit building, and with the perspective of God, the entire building and a small piece of surrounding land are included in it from a high perspective.

Without feeling the difficulty, my vision continued to expand.

The Jinlong Community where Wu Xin lives is a welfare community. The public low-rent housing built by the Welfare Administration has a history of 40 or 50 years. The infrastructure has aging and the area is very small. One building next to another, and more than a dozen buildings are included in the vision, which will include the entire community in the scope of interference.

At this time, he felt a little struggling and realized that he was almost at his limit.

To form a "special and closed" environment, subconsciously he bets on the two entrances and exits.

A large door and a side door make it easy to distort and overlap a small piece of space inside and outside the entrance. The troublesome fence and a one-person-high fence are not considered to be closed. Last time it was in the building, with the help of the relatively closed structure of the stairwell itself, but this time it was different, which was equivalent to being in an open space.

Only a closed environment can make the volatile [conscious energy] not float to the outside world, so the closed space formed is equal to the harvested farm, so that it can absorb it before the [conscious energy] is evaporated and decayed to strengthen itself.

After thinking about it, there is no shortcut to follow. I can only "scribble" along the wall and surround the entire community.

Three-dimensional space consists of length, width and height. It regards the heaven and earth in the field of view as a cube, just like auxiliary lines for drawing geometric figures, operating along the edge of the field of view.

How to do it? It has been simulated on the computer's drawing software, but the mouse can easily complete it. The "dashed line" he imagined is not very obedient. It is either crooked or deviated. It must be completely closed. Not to mention the underground, at least the void must be included in it, right?

"Point, line, surface!" The black cat's prompt sound came, and Wu Xin suddenly realized that without the effort of a dotted line and a dotted line, he could first determine a point at the highest point, then extend a line of length, rotate the line to form a circle, then draw the same circle on the surface, and finally use the "dashed line" to connect the two circles until the cylinder is closed.

No matter what the main door, side door and fence are, who stipulates that it must be so neat?

At this time, he completely forgot that it was just a test and started to do it with real swords and guns.

However, when I was almost halfway through, I felt unsustainable. My brain felt like I was being evasive, dizzy and nauseous, and my vision began to shake unstablely. I tried hard to do it. The feeling of evasive became more and more serious. The needle-like stinging pain was generated, and my vision was blurred, and my consciousness gradually returned to chaos. I just subconsciously followed the established steps.

I don’t know how long it took, but when it was finally completed, he was almost unconscious. He only heard the black cat say, “Host, you overdraw your life.” He fainted in the darkness.

When he woke up, it was already dark. With a slight movement, his brain began to tremble. In the severe pain, he hugged his head and moaned, and vaguely heard a very noisy sound and movement outside.

It was like a fish on a shore that was futilely breathing, and the symptoms were not relieved at all. It was not until a little cool "water" fell on his body, soaked into his body, and transferred to his empty and shriveled brain that it felt a little cool and relieved a little dizziness.

More water is "falling" one after another, and more chills gather into a small stream, flowing into his brain continuously, allowing him to feel the feeling of being moisturized and coming alive a little bit.

Until the ability to move and think is restored.

Wu Xin sat up from the ground with a little trembling, stunned for a while, and his eyes gradually became more and more energetic.

Recalling what he did, he smiled bitterly, stood up with difficulty holding the wall, sat on the sofa, and then took a while.

Midway through, the starry light continued to pour into his body, forming several slightly bright ribbons, which were unobservable to the naked eye and could only be seen by Wu Xin.

"System, how long have I been in a coma?"

“10 hours.”

"No wonder...", all the discomfort was ebbing, and his hands and feet gradually gained strength. The feeling of filling him up was so wonderful, which made him feel the illusion of "I want to ride the wind."

Before he could fully recover, he couldn't wait to walk into the balcony, seeing that inside and outside the community were already boiling, and countless people were ramming around like mice locked in a transparent box. Countless people wanted to open this transparent cage outside the community and rescue the people inside.

There was a serious congestion at the two entrances, and the whining police car was blocked outside. Many people were shouting that the people inside could not hear outside, and the people outside could not hear inside. Around the entire community, dense walls of people were sticking to the invisible space barrier, some were taking pictures, some were broadcasting live, some were holding signs, and some were dancing and gestured, sending messages to people inside and outside the barrier...

The lights are bright, and more people are coming, and a bigger interlocking reaction is opening up.

Standing on the balcony, Wu Xin's temples were gray and crow's feet appeared at the corners of his eyes, but he did not notice that all this, such incredible things, made him feel an unprecedented emotion.

Look, my masterpiece.

The corners of my mouth gradually curled up, guilt, panic, and anxiety all ceased to exist, and the illusion of "I want to go back with the wind" appeared again.
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