Data Wasteland

"What did you find?" Chen Xing put down the cup and asked.

"It seems, it seems to be a space prop for storage..." A Qiaomu said uncertainly.

"Space props!" Chen Xing was taken aback and stood up directly. In the red earth world, the number of space props is very scarce, no matter what function they are, they can be sold at a sky-high price, and even the average family family may not have it.

I saw A Qiaomu's hand with the bracelet picked up the teacup, as if there was a cabinet in front of him, and made a "put down" action.

Then, the cup disappeared out of thin air.

"Oh my God, it's amazing!" A Qiaomu exclaimed, showing a childlike expression, and then the hand made a "pick up" movement into the air, and the cup reappeared in his hand.

"Here, give me a try." Chen Xing was too excited, stuttering a little.

A Qiaomu hesitated for a few seconds, took off the bracelet and handed it to Chen Xing. Chen Xing held it in his hand and tried to inject psychic energy.

"Noisy!"

The surface of the bracelet glowed with blue light, and Chen Xing's hand seemed to be scalded, and he involuntarily loosened it. Fortunately, A Qiaomu had been staring at the side, and quickly shot and caught the bracelet, so as to avoid hitting the ground.

"Oh, I forgot." Chen Xing said apologetically. He made a common-sense mistake. Each person’s psychic energy has its own unique life imprint, which is as unique as a fingerprint and has a very strong exclusivity. A Qiaomu has already injected his own psychic energy, and if he injects it again, rejection will occur. Unless the spirit in the bracelet is exhausted, or the amount and strength crush the Aqiao, it cannot be injected.

"If it breaks, you can stay with me." A Qiaomu put on the bracelet again and said with a grieving expression, "You must be more than one..."

Chen Xing smiled and asked, "How big is the space?"

"Hmm..." A Qiaomu gestured up and down, as if the cabinet was right in front of her, "About two cubic meters."

"Not small!" Chen Xing was surprised, and took out the ring from his pocket in twos or twos, slowly injecting psychic energy.

This thing can greatly improve the weight-bearing problem, carry more things at once, or even bring a wooden bed to sleep in the wild.

Injected

With about twenty units of psionic energy, the ring finally had a connection with Chen Xing, as if there was an invisible thread linking them together. Chen Xing could clearly feel the existence of the ring, as if it were a part of the body, casual and natural. At the same time, he also felt a steady flow of psionic energy flowing from his body to the ring, but the amount was very scarce, almost negligible.

But then again, if you accumulate less, you will lose at least two to three units in one day. However, considering his Linghai talent, this amount of consumption is still acceptable.

With the formation of the connection, Chen Xing's heart moved, and a translucent "honeycomb cabinet" appeared in front of him. All hexagonal holes, each of which is the size of a fist, with a total volume of about one cubic meter.

At the same time, he found that the flow rate of the psionic energy had increased dozens of times, as if suddenly turning on the tap, the water rushed out. But soon it stopped again, returning to the point of dripping water.

He tentatively put some things in, water cups, teapots, kerosene lamps, then bullets, firearms, compressed biscuits...

After a round of testing, his psychic energy was almost exhausted, but he also mastered some conditions.

First of all, the use of this thing requires continuous consumption of psionic energy. Once the spirit is exhausted, things will fall out immediately.

Secondly, a certain amount of psionic energy will be consumed when opening the space, depending on the number of storage, about one to two units.

Third, he can change the storage grid of the storage space, but only in the honeycomb shape. He can turn a few small grids into one larger grid, but the limit is six. In other words, it is impossible to put in an object that is too large. In addition, changing the size of the grid also consumes psionic energy.

He poured a few bottles of blue medicine down, rested for more than half an hour, his psychic energy was almost restored, and he started experimenting with the next ring.

This ring was made by Regal, injected with psychic energy, and was almost exactly the same as the previous ring, except that it had a few more squares, about 0.2 cubic meters, and it was considered an enhanced version.

Chen Xing asked A Qiaomu and learned that the storage space of the other party was also honeycomb-shaped, and other things were the same. It seems a bit of a loss, the space of the two rings is about the same as hers a bracelet. But in fact, the ring is much smaller than the bracelet, it is not conspicuous, and can be used separately to reduce the consumption of psionic energy.

Bracelet open

One activation requires three to four units of psychic energy, which is undoubtedly a huge burden for A Qiao Mu whose spiritual realm is a lava mountain range. As long as they are sorted, Chen Xing’s two rings are more practical than one of her bracelets.

"bass……"

With a soft sound, a layer of fluorescent light appeared on the quaint bronze knife. It is dazzling and dazzling, just like the substance, the blade made of fluorescent light extends half a centimeter outward, as thin as a cicada's wing, like a "light blade". A Qiaomu made a tentative knife, and the water cup split into two instantly, and then with a "click", the coffee table also turned into two halves.

A Qiaomu's eyes widened, seeming to be surprised by the sharpness of the light blade. Chen Xing on the side was also dumbfounded, with 10,000 regrets in his heart.

Well, he still has the treasure of the Witch King.

He comforted himself in this way, and his mentality was finally balanced.

A Qiaomu couldn't put it down, but it didn't take long for the fluorescent light of the blade to gradually converge, and it changed back to an old and blunt bronze sword. Although A Qiaomu didn't say anything, Chen Xing could also guess that this thing was a big water buffalo, which quickly exhausted her spirit.

Perhaps reminiscent of the situation in actual combat, A Qiaomu showed a disappointed expression. She is good at close combat and has very high requirements for psionic armor, which can be said to be the second life. Once the psionic energy is exhausted, the armor will disappear. Unless she can complete the kill in a short time, she will face great danger.

Without the psionic armor in melee combat, it is equivalent to the sniper without the sniper rifle, and most of it is useless.

I have to say that God is fair. Although Lava Mountain has strong attack capabilities, it is far inferior to Linghai in flexibility and fault tolerance. Especially at this stage, Linghai's role is more obvious. Chen Xing estimated that A Qiaomu's mental power level would not exceed 25 points, while he has 60 points, which is simply the difference between a poor man and a well-off man.

Of course, if you are successfully promoted to the lord level, when the effect of mental power level is not so obvious, Linghai's disadvantage will be magnified. But in any case, at this stage, he is on the side of the other side. As long as he is not attacked in close proximity, he basically has a chance to win.

Chen Xing put on two rings, opened the storage space, and sorted things into honeycomb grids of different sizes. The two rings are divided into combat materials and living materials to facilitate the choice of different situations. Next time he explores, he will be able to pack lightly.