Chapter 150 - The Toughness of Spatial Ability

 That man was still a little scared in his heart when he heard what Zhang Yi said.

 However, he couldn't run away now, so he could only follow Zhang Yi's orders.

 So he waved the fake knife in his hand and slashed towards Zhang Yi.

 Zhang Yi's expression was incomparably focused, and by the time he rushed over, a flash of white light flashed among his right eye.

 After a month of using it, he had developed an instinct for the opening and closing of alien spaces.

 In a split second, an invisible and materialless gate of Other Space appeared in the space in front of him.

 The man rushed over with a fake sword, his right hand slashing towards Zhang Yi's shoulder.

 But the next moment, something that creeped him out happened.

 His arm unexpectedly disappeared in front of Zhang Yi out of nowhere, as if it had disappeared into a world that he could not see with his naked eyes.

 Terrified, he tried his best to stop his advancing figure.

 Zhang Yi pulled his arm at the right time and yanked him hard towards his own alien space!

 The man drilled into the alien space.

 Zhang Yi's viewpoint instantly switched to the alien space, carefully observing the person he had taken in.

 That person was already in a static state, not moving at all.

 Even when Zhang Yi tried to test his breathing and heartbeat, there was not the slightest reaction.

 Zhang Yi frowned slightly, not knowing if the person had died after entering the space or if his body's time had stopped and he would come back to life when he left the space.

 So he quickly released that person from the middle of the space.

 As soon as he came out, that person's face turned pale and his body seemed to be deflated as if he had collapsed on the ground panting heavily.

 "Oh? It looks like it still has an effect on living organisms. If it takes long, it will really die!"

 Zhang Yi nodded, getting another crucial piece of information.

 "What did you feel just now?"

 Zhang Yi asked.

 The man's face was like gold paper as he said weakly, "I felt as if I had entered a white world. There were a lot of supplies piled up into mountains in there."

 "I felt like I had been there for a century, and that possibility was too terrifying! It could be that I was hallucinating."

 Zhang Yi's pupils shrank.

 It turned out that although the bodies of those who entered the Other Space were in a static state, their consciousness still existed.

 In other words, time in the Other Space was not absolutely static, probably because the flow of time was countless times slower than the outside world.

 That is to say, if a person enters it, his or her body cannot move, but his or her consciousness is as if countless hours have passed in a static world.

 That feeling must be extremely painful, even making one want to die!

 "In that case, if an organism spends too much time in a foreign space, it will die due to a mental breakdown? I see!"

 Interesting!

 Zhang Yi gained a little more understanding about alien space.

 He beckoned towards the man, "You, stand up!"

 The man stood up tremblingly.

 Zhang Yi opened the foreign space and tried to include him within the foreign space.

 But this time, it felt extremely strained, as if he was moving a tall building.

 "Is it ineffective for large organisms?Or is it ..."

 Zhang Yi frowned.

 He suddenly approached the man before pulling out a dagger from his leg.

 Before the man could react, a snow-white blade light flashed and two of his fingers were sliced off!

 "Ah!!!"

 The man fell to the ground in pain, covering his wounds and screaming.

 Zhang Yi's face did not change as he began to try to collect the broken fingers.

 This time it succeeded without any hindrance.

 "A living person can't, but a broken finger can. What kind of reasoning is this?"

 Zhang Yi returned the finger, and more curiosity arose in his heart about that foreign space of his.

 But now, he had gathered a large amount of useful information.

 Looking at the man who was collapsed on the ground, moaning in pain, Zhang Yi thought for a moment and took out a plate of roasted chicken from his alien space, slowly placing it in front of him.

 "Eat it, this is considered compensation for you."

 Then he gave him another roll of gauze for him to bandage himself.

 The man was about to faint from the pain, but the steaming roast chicken in front of him still made his eyes blaze.

 He was so hungry, so hungry that he chewed the leather sofa at home.

 And what was in front of him, it was roast chicken!

 He didn't even care about the pain in his fingers, and while shedding tears, he hugged the roasted chicken and gnawed on it.

 Zhang Yi wasn't in a hurry either, sitting by the fire and poking at the flames with a table leg.

 After he finished eating the roasted chicken, Zhang Yi said, ''Let's continue next. This time, you hit me with something."

 Instead of resenting Zhang Yi, the man's eyes were filled with gratitude.

 He quickly nodded and simply wrapped the wound with gauze before continuing to cooperate with Zhang Yi in his experiment.

 After a few hours had passed, Zhang Yi obtained the experimental data he wanted to get, and gained a greater understanding of the capabilities of the alien space.

 Firstly, there should be a restriction on collecting materials, but what was understood so far was that objects with strong external forces could not be collected, and it was ineffective on living people.

 Secondly, when used, it can open a doorway that connects the present world and the other dimension. Active attacks were not thought of for the time being, but it was possible to deflect attacks in physical form and then counterattack by adjusting the direction of the vector.

 Knowing these two points was already equivalent to opening a huge treasure for Zhang Yi.

 "Next, I know how I should go about dealing with Wang Siming's family's shelter."

 The last trace of concern in Zhang Yi's heart was completely dispelled.

 He looked at the man in front of him who had helped him with his experiment and said sincerely, "Thank you for your help."

 Without waiting for the man to reply, Zhang Yi's dagger swept across his throat like a swift wind.

 "Pfft!"

 Blood splattered while he fell to the ground.

 Before dying, fear flickered in his eyes, but what followed was relief.

 Even as he died, the corners of his mouth carried a smile.

 Finally, he could get rid of this cruel world.

 At the very least, he had a delicious meal of roasted chicken when he died.

 For the next two days, Zhang Yi went to extract a person to come and accompany him in his experiments every day.

 The same went for practicing his proficiency in the new skill.

 It was imperative to ensure that he could use the skill to the extent that he could use it as if it was his own, only then would he be able to ensure his safety in the next operation.

 And for every person who accompanied him in practicing, he would make the other person eat a full meal before killing them.

 Because his ability was his biggest card, it should never be leaked to the public.

 Just like this, three days passed quickly.

 Zhang Yi had fully grasped the use of the skill, so he called out to Xu Hao and told him, "We can go!"

 Xu Hao had vicissified a lot in the past few days, obviously not poisoned, but his face was green, his lips purple, and his dark circles under his eyes were deep.

 This was a result of his strong self-suggestion causing his body to show symptoms of poisoning.

 "Brother Zhang, I ... feel like I'm going to die."

 Zhang Yi laughed in his heart.

 He had provided Xu Hao with food for the past few days, and it was reasonable to say that Xu Hao was having an easier time than before.

 After pretending to think for a while, he went back to retrieve a tube of saline, then said to Xu Hao, "I can give you a shot of antidote first, which will be able to temporarily relieve your symptoms."

 As if seeing hope, Xu Hao lifted his sleeve and exposed his arm.

 "Give me a shot, give me a shot!"

 Zhang Yi picked up the syringe and slowly injected Xu Hao with saline, then said indifferently, "This will ease your symptoms, but it will last for five days at most, and you'll still die from the poison."

 "So you'd better pray that this operation can be successful. Otherwise, neither of us will have a good time."

 After Xu Hao took a shot of saline, he immediately felt a strange energy in his body, and he was refreshed.

 "Don't worry, Brother Zhang, I, Xu Hao, won't joke with my life."

 "This time, I'm dead set on following you!"