Master of time and space

During the long period of charging the battle suit, Yang Wentian fell asleep in a daze again, and in his dream he dreamed of many strange things again, and these strange things were all formed by the colorful pegasus made of tangram puzzles that he held in his last dream, constantly decomposed and reassembled.

The tangram sometimes gets bigger and sometimes smaller, one moment it becomes a doll, one moment it becomes a small pistol, one moment it becomes a spaceship, another moment it becomes an intelligent computer, one moment it becomes a fierce monster, one moment it turns into a gorgeous battle suit, the other time it turns into a robot, and Yang Wentian is overwhelmed, wanting to hold this and grab that. I was tired for a long time, and I didn't catch any of my favorite toys.

Just as Yang Wentian was panting on a floating cloud in his dream, suddenly the tangram turned into a small flashlight-like thing and fell on the white cloud at Yang Wentian's feet.

"A small flashlight is better than nothing." Yang Wentian didn't know why at this time, suddenly didn't have much desire, and didn't bother to run around and chase, the little foot raised his foot on the floating cloud, stepped on the small flashlight-like thing turned into a tangram, and then bent down to pick it up.

"The dimensional space of the Xuanke Technology 'Intelligence' Research Center has been launched, and the basic configuration: a portable analysis and appraisal instrument."

A male voice with majesty in elegance and humor in calm sounded in Yang Wentian's mind.

"Who? Come out soon? Yang Wentian, who was still playing with the small flashlight he had just picked up in his dream, immediately became vigilant, and circled in place on the floating clouds, his eyes quickly sweeping around every place around.

"It is absorbing the energy of the start-up level 1 research center from the outside world, and those who control the fusion of components please wait." That voice did not answer Yang Wentian, but transmitted information to Yang Wentian according to some specific program.

Yang Wentian was still lying in the energy supply cabin of the suit dreaming, and the energy supply of the peony suit had reached 90%, which could have been completed in more than ten minutes. At this moment, the gold bracelet worn on Yang Wentian's left wrist flashed with misty golden light, and each flash of golden light was one point stronger, and after flashing more than ten times, its golden light overshadowed the blue light of the peony suit.

The 'shock' inscription on the gold bracelet suddenly bulged, strangely vibrating at a certain frequency, the Tai Chi pattern of Yang Wentian's left palm also seemed to come to life, the black and white yin and yang double fish rotated in the palm at high speed, the nuclear power energy that should have been injected into the peony suit flowed into the Tai Chi pattern, and the flow rate of nuclear power became faster and faster, and the instrument parameters of the energy supply compartment of the suit were soaring rapidly, sending out a 'beep' siren.

The high-speed rotating Taijitu in the palm of Yang Wentian's left hand was like a black hole that devoured everything, greedily absorbing energy through the 'Red Sun' nuclear energy output port.

"Alarm, alarm, energy output exceeded! Energy output exceeded! Yang Wentian was still absorbing energy, but a secret military nuclear power plant fifty kilometers outside Nandaemun City was out of order. The energy of the nuclear power plant is being lost at an incredible rate, and even if the staff of the nuclear power plant pull off the transmission switch and want to interrupt the outward transmission of energy, the energy is still lost outward like a torrent.

Even later, the energy of a military nuclear power plant was not enough to support Yang Wentian's absorption, and under the automatic action of the 'quake' trigram control component, the military nuclear power plant was connected to the national power supply network, wantonly devouring the energy on the national power supply network.

A faint golden light faintly visible to the naked eye spread from Yang Wentian's location, along the nuclear energy export port, to the military nuclear power plant, to the national power supply network, and then to the major cities and surrounding villages in the delta. Neon lights went out on skyscrapers in the city, street lights went out on village streets, factory machines came to a halt, and the entire delta region went into darkness.

"The first-level 'intelligent' research center was successfully launched!" The 'Intelligence' Research Center began to accept the knowledge and database data of the integrators and merge them. At the same time that the male voice sounded again, Yang Wentian in the dream changed from the clouds to a room-like empty space with the change of scenery on all sides.

Suddenly, Yang Wentian felt a wonderful force peeping at him, and his memories from birth to the present flashed quickly like a movie. When Yang Wentian was still losing his mind, a huge stream of information came back into his mind, making him overwhelmed.

"Once the databases are merged, the units of measurement for all data, except for the data that cannot be converted, are changed to the same units of measurement as the habits of the fused." The male voice, who did not know whether it was a digital human or a program voice, said in a critical tone: "The knowledge level of the control fusion is rated as poor, and the knowledge and skill points mastered are 513800 points."

"Hey, hey, don't patronize, can you explain it to me first." Yang Wentian has always regarded himself as a genius, usually received the peony sister's duck-filled education, originally thought that he was dreaming, he has realized that he may be in a system similar to holographic simulation training, and immediately jumped his feet and pointed up at the sky and shouted.

"Welcome to become the 10,000th fusion of the Endless Space-Time Control Component, and sincerely wish you to finally become the head of the Bagua Space-Time Gate!" Yang Wentian's words were quickly responded, and the male voice even had a somewhat flattering tone.

"It won't be so coincidental, it's exactly the thousandth." Yang Wentian had already sobered up in his heart, scratched Fuwa's head, stretched out his hand board towards the sky, and rubbed his index finger and thumb: "What gift is there quickly." "With Yang Wentian's level of intellectual brain knowledge, when there is nothing to do, those online games on Earth are not less played, according to his experience in playing games, just 10,000 players must have rewards.

"You've got the basics: a portable analytical qualifier." The male voice said solemnly: "This is based on the primary decryption data of the 'Seven Ingenious and ever-changing' research direction that you have chosen to inherit, and it was taken out of the alternative research equipment.

"This little flashlight-like thing is what you call a portable analytical appraiser." Yang Wentian raised the item in his left hand, and said dissatisfied: "You all said that this is the basic configuration, it should not be considered a prize gift." Being reminded by the male voice like this, Yang Wentian suddenly felt that he had lost a lot, why didn't he grab a spaceship with all his strength just now, and at worst, he had to hold an intelligent computer.

"This portable analytical identification instrument is a scientific 'intelligent' equipment, which can analyze and identify all known substances, organisms, energy, and synthetic products in the universe according to the database of the research center for research purposes." The male voice ignored Yang Wentian's request for a gift, and flickered again: "And this portable analysis and identification instrument, which can be used not only in the dimensional space of the research center, but also in most known universes, is one of the necessary equipment for home travel time and space, and the cost-effective evaluation is a high-end product."

"Hmph, no matter what you say, I still want a gift!" Listening to the male voice, Yang Wentian was secretly happy in his heart, but he played a child's temper, stretched out his hand for a gift unrelentingly, and even sat on the empty space around him, rubbing his eyes and legs and almost crying.

"If I can take things casually, I still need to come and wait for you such a smelly child?" The male voice was obviously a little impatient, and after saying two words in a cruel way, he stopped abruptly. Seeing this, Yang Wentian simply acted in a full set and cried.

"Even I'm afraid of you, I hope you are not the second Adou!" Yang Wentian made a fuss for a while without showing signs of stopping, and the male voice couldn't help but speak again: "You take this fan." An ancient style goose feather fan appeared in front of Yang Wentian, suspended in midair.

"Nothing special, it won't be used to fan the flames." Yang Wentian Monkey hurriedly snatched the goose feather fan in his hand, flipped it over and over and looked at it, but did not find anything special.

"Don't be satisfied, the effect of this fan is great, just take a picture with that portable analysis and identification instrument of yours." The male voice spoke very slowly this time, probably remembering something, and his voice trembled a little: "In the long years, only this goose feather fan accompanies me, I hope you can regain its former glory, help you sweep the six heta, and become the head of the new Bagua Time and Space Gate."

"Although I don't know what the gossip space-time gate is, it should be interesting." When Yang Wentian heard this, he immediately pressed the button on the handle with the small flashlight he held in his left hand, took a picture of the goose feather fan he was holding in his right hand, and said embarrassedly: "You give me the fan, you won't be angry, right?" "

Because of the successful opening of the dimensional space of the 'Intelligence' Research Center, I don't need to attach myself to this fan, you can use it." A little reluctant and a little helpless, the male voice sighed, and his tone was full of endless vicissitudes.

"Sure enough, it's a good baby, thank you." The moment a colorful light shot out from the front end of the portable analysis and appraisal instrument shone on the goose feather fan, Yang Wentian had the analysis and identification results of the goose feather fan in his mind.

"Metaphysical 'intellectual' objects: the fan of the prophet. Can evolve as the holder evolves. "

Attribute boost: 10% of the available brain domain expansion for holders at one time."

"Basic function: strategize. When learning military skills, the learning speed is increased by 30%; 30% faster learning when learning political skills; When learning strategy skills, the learning speed is increased by 30%. "

Special Feature: Prophet. Offering 1% of your own life force gives you a glimpse into the future for a minute. For every 100 years elapsed, vitality spending increases by 1%.

"Baby, of course, this fan has evolved with me three times." It took me countless efforts to evolve from 'Fan of the Wise' to the 'Fan of the Sage', and then from the 'Fan of the Sage' to the 'Fan of the Prophet'. The vicissitudes of the male voice changed to a slight anger: "If it weren't for the era I lived in, human civilization had just developed not long ago, and I couldn't collect enough energy to open the dimensional space of the 'Intelligence' Research Center, and I wouldn't have ended up dying and wouldn't be able to become one of the successors of the Bagua Time and Space Gate."

"What gossip about the space-time gate you always say, what the hell is that?" Yang Wentian lovingly grabbed the small flashlight and goose feather fan in his hand and held them in his arms.