"There are mild concussions, perforations on both eardrums, and more than a dozen scratches... How did you hurt yourself like this?"

"...I can't explain clearly for a while...Doctor, how long will it take to get better?"

"That's hard to say. Depending on the recovery, your hearing may be affected in the future."

"So serious!?"

"What do you think? Do you still need to be discharged from the hospital?"

"Haha, listen to yours, listen to yours."

After seeing the doctor away, Wu Xin lay down again.

The hospital where we are located is located in the center of the refugee camp. It was originally just a small hospital in the town. After emergency expansion, the ward was still a residential house requisitioned nearby.

In the small room, there were four beds, patients, families, doctors and nurses coming and going, and the environment was very noisy.

This place is about 50 kilometers away from City S, and about 200,000 to 300,000 refugees gather, more than those in the sky.

The personnel and materials mobilized from all over the country have maintained basic operations, but for only more than two weeks, everything is still in chaos.

After leaving the sky for a long time, I feel exhausted all over. Of course, the consciousness can be harvested is interrupted, but the expenditure and loss will not be gone, so I can't live for long, unless one sky is expanded here and the two skyscrapers are connected together.

In fact, the system has hinted more than once that he abandoned this body and only retained the [relatively high-dimensional] form, and could live better and more conveniently, so this minor injury naturally doesn't matter.

But he believed that although the body was just a raft, it had to use this raft to experience it. If you threw it away, you would lose a lot of things. At that time, would he still be him? Will he gradually lose his emotions, senses and cognition as a person and become a very strange thing?

"If the consciousness in the sky can be kept from being absorbed for a long time, will it disappear?"

The black cat emerged and replied: "It will not disappear, but it will evaporate and precipitate."

“Where did you settle down?”

"Air, soil, rocks, plants..."

"Will it be absorbed by others?"

"No, unless you are like you."

“Relatively high-dimensional?”

The black cat nodded.

Wu Xin looked at the infusion tube above his head and thought, "If, I mean, if, if the overlap of time and space in the domain occurs on other people, will they also have the [relatively high-dimensional] attribute?"

“…It can be done in theory.”

"Hmm?" Wu Xin glanced at the Black Cat, "My 3.14 has been superimposed by 50 layers. Can another person be superimposed twice, so that he has the [relatively high-dimensional] attribute?"

The black cat's eyes became deeper and nodded, "It may be 3.001, or 3.0001, depending on the similarity."

"That's right!" Wu Xin smiled and said in his consciousness: "Whether it is 3.001 or 3.0001, it is all up-dimensional, and all fractal dimensions are observed by high-dimensional tools. They all change from invisible to explicitness, so there is a possibility of going further, right?"

"Yes."

"Haha, the 'spirit root' has been solved."

Although the black cat is in tune with him, he cannot fully understand the 'spirit root' and the fantasy system represented by the backbone. He asked in a rare manner: "Spirit root? What is it!?"

Wu Xin smiled without saying a word, his eyes were surprisingly bright. After a while, he answered the question: "The output of ordinary people is limited and the harvesting efficiency is too low. If I let their life forms transform, it is equivalent to improving the variety, and the output of individuals in a unit will inevitably increase significantly."

"It is against my original intention to just seek without giving back. Whether it is pretentious or 'crocodile tears', it can make my thoughts clear. I imprison them and also give them the possibility and opportunity of transcendence. This is a win-win situation, and it is what you call a continuous, efficient and healthy way of harvesting."

"How can the host prepare to generate large overlapping areas?"

"I haven't figured it out yet, there is always a way. The time and space in the domain are there, and I will never run away."

At this point when Wu Xin was tired, so he closed his eyes and fell asleep with a hint of smile.

When I woke up late at night, I felt much better. The buzzing sounds in my ears basically disappeared. I also felt a little dizzy and nausea left him, and my hands and feet had strength.

He held the infusion bottle and got off the bed. He saw that the other people on the bed were already asleep. There was a little girl lying on the inner bed. A boy of sixteen or seventeen was sitting beside him playing with his cell phone. When he saw Wu Xin get out of bed, he nodded and greeted him.

I went to the toilet on the first floor to put water in. When I came back, I sat on the bench outside the ward and watched the heads of the two nurses in the nurse station bit by bit. The window at the end of the corridor was blown open by the wind. Some flying insects yearned for the light inside, but were blocked by the screen windows and kept fluttering inside.

Wu Xin took out a pebble he had just picked out in his right hand, breathed a sigh of relief, and closed his eyes.

Half a minute later, the pebbles "collapsed" in his hands, "collapsed" into an unobservable and mysterious substance. These substances were consciously adsorbed and gradually penetrated into his body.

In an instant, Wu Xin's body shook violently, and he couldn't help but snorted in pain, his face turned pale, and his sweat dripped as big as beans, and his body couldn't help but tremble.

This is torture.

It feels like I'm sucking in a piece of liquid hydrogen mixed with steel needles. The extreme coldness is filled with insoluble needle stimulation. If I stay in one body a little, I will soon cause this part of my body to die.

If the attempt failed, [Material Energy] cannot be absorbed like [Conscious Energy].

Just as he was about to give up, he saw a picture hanging on the wall.

A picture of the meridians of the human body.

A light of inspiration flashed, and the relatively high-dimensional vision turned into one's body, and the flesh and blood texture was removed. The material energy was a hazy and bright "gasic fluid". The [conscious energy] also invaded, wrapping the [material energy] that was insoluble in the body, interfering with its operation, allowing it to run along the meridians of the body.

The pain has indeed been relieved a little.

But pain also spreads to all parts of the body as it moves.

Staring at the meridian diagram with the naked eye, the high-dimensional vision clearly shows the path in the body, and a "small circumference" is completed, and the "dantian" is opened up, which brings him a painful experience.

But the ‘matter energy’ cannot be absorbed, although it has become a little milder.

So, a "big circumference" containing all meridians begins to operate.

Once, twice, three times... In the process of operation over and over again, the extreme coldness and hardness also became gentle, and it merged with his body in the slightest bit, allowing precipitation to occur naturally.

a long time……

In the end, more than half of the substance could not be absorbed, and he exhaled out of his body. In an instant, a white mist visible to the naked eye shot out one meter from his slightly opened mouth, and finally dissolved in the void and disappeared.

One quarter of the remaining one turns into a very weak 'qi', stored in the dantian, and flows through the unobstructed meridians.
Chapter completed!