I Have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World

"b...world line?"

Looking at the bronze metal machine, Jiang Chen muttered to himself.

To his surprise, the opposite seems to be able to hear his voice.

There is no sound of any substantial existence in the silent space, and the metal-like sound seems to be directly in his mind. This kind of communication outside the dimension is wonderful, and the wonderful can not be described in words.

Jiang Chen only knew that he could stand here and he could hear it when he stood here.

That's it.

"Yes, b world line." The metal shackles brought the sound to the cold, but from his voice, he could not hear the emotional fluctuations of the mood. "If we define our past time as a, then You are b, there are thousands of c, d, e... two parallel lines that will never intersect, because a failed sailing is connected together. It also makes us not exist, but The ubiquitous ghost."

"Is this password book your masterpiece?... If you can see what I have in my hand." Jiang Chen took the codebook from the storage space.

"I said, we are everywhere, looking from the sky to the three-dimensional world, everything here is written on paper." The voice said with a smile.

"... is the void a few dimensions?"

"The void is not a universe in which matter exists. It is neither positive nor negative, but an unstable factor that is free in the crack. Therefore, we do not have the concept of dimension."

Doesn't there exist the concept of dimensions?

Jiang Chen feels a bit big. It is enough to let him understand the concept of dimension. Now this person... This ghost of quantum state tells him that he does not have the concept of dimension.

"That... what do you call?"

"You can call me no, you can call me a ghost, or a ghost."

"Then I still call you a ghost," Jiang Chen sorted out the thoughts in his mind and asked the confusion in his heart. "I want to know why, why do you want to broadcast the Klein particle broadcast to this dimension earth? Do you have any purpose?"

"The purpose of this kind of thing is of course." The ghost replied in a plain voice. "We choose the spokesperson, guide the civilization in the right direction, greet the final battle, and finally defeat the heresy. This is our purpose."

"The heresy... you mean..."

There was a hint of faintness in Jiang Chen’s heart. All the clues were chained together by a rope, and a complete puzzle was finally completed. The remains of these voids have been spared no effort to transform and guide the history of the world, using the bait called the golden apple to shake the wings of the butterfly...

"20.5 light-year-old neighbors, who had set off with me at the same time, but waited for me to meet the heresy of a different fate." The ghost replied softly, confirming Jiang Chen’s speculation.

However, Jiang Chen is still confused, they are motivated to do so.

"But why?" He asked his own confusion. "If you have been imprisoned in the void, interfering with what happened in the three-dimensional universe, is there any benefit for you?"

According to Lin Ling’s point of view, they were blocked in the void, and for the outside world, they are already ignorant of life and death. There is no concept of time, they have already become non-material ghosts, and they become such a form, and the connection between the real world should be broken.

"If you are asking for motivation, then we may have to let you down." The bronze machine is like a pair of eyes in the air, ignoring the small people in front of you without any sorrow. "No. Any reason is just because when I wait for the moment of demise, this is a pure person. If we wait for the death, our meaning as a ghost will dissipate, so we hope that you can survive, nothing more."

"We have chosen a dictator. In our view, only a dictatorial regime has the determination to fight against heretics."

"However, it is regrettable that the support plan failed. The technology we gave them did not reverse the direction of the entire war. The gap between the electrical age and the atomic age is not only reflected in physics, but also in scientific research. We They gave them the manufacturing process of the atomic bombs, but until the last moment, they only completed the purification of enriched uranium."

When the ghost said it, Jiang Chen remembered the u-type submarine found in the New Zealand trench and the suitcase found on it. If the Third Reich was completed a year earlier, even if it was completed in the first half of the year, history would probably slip in the other direction.

"If we didn't guess wrong, you should already know what happened later."

When I heard this sentence right, Jiang Chen could feel that the eye was watching himself through the bronze machine. He swallowed his mouth and he nodded slowly.

"Yes."

The silence lasted for two seconds and there was a slight tremor above the ceiling. Jiang Chen slammed up and saw a few walls of gray falling down, letting him subconsciously step back two steps.

Judging from the explosion, the outside seems to be playing, but who is it?

"The time left for us is not much. The Crayon particles in the void are thin to a certain level. Sometimes the unilateral confession is really helpless, but fortunately you found it here. Although I don't know why, But you can hear every note I say, even if I don't use the golden apple." The metal tone whispered the last words. "So, since you are the only one who can find it, we should give the last hope. you."

"The last hope? What are you going to give me?" Jiang Chen squinted at the ceiling, and the large pieces of dust fell from the top. It seems that the battle on the ground is getting more intense.

"A special gift, it weighs about one gram. In order to bring it from the void to reality, we have used it for half a century."

The searchlight on the top of the machine lit up and the light shone in the corner of the basement. There was a suitcase there, which looked old-fashioned. However, Jiang Chen did not doubt that there might be something nb inside.

"We call it antimatter."

......

The battle on the surface of the earth is extremely fierce. I don’t know who’s the crow’s mouth. The unidentified armed forces really have reinforcements.

Although the equipment is better than the Shanghai Lions, the weapons and equipment in this group are also elite. Not only rifles that adapt to the snow environment, but also various grenade launchers, rocket launchers, and even mortars have come up.

Was caught off guard by the condescending, the team trying to move from sideways was also beaten to lose contact, the soldiers at the door also had an unfortunate head shot dead. Forced to helpless, Garrett had to order the contraction line and pull the position from the snow to the archway.

The German old equipment piled up on the side door of the archway came in handy. The half track with the iron cross coat of arms was dragged out. Although the machine gun was not used, it was more than enough to act as a bunker.

"Shet! They are fighting chicken blood!" There was blood on his forehead. Garrett gnawed his teeth and put it on the clip. He stuck it behind the shocking crawler and found the rifle to fire back.

Ten people, now only five are left. Leon’s whereabouts are unknown, and Keynes took two brothers to hold the flank, and it’s fierce to think about it. The opposite soldier seems to kill and kill, and at least ten people have fallen under his gun, but the other party has no intention of retreating.

Thinking of the dead brothers, Garrett's pupils were flashing with anger, and his teeth were almost broken.

There is no doubt that they have been forced to a dead end.

But at this moment, the rear of their protection, suddenly came footsteps.

The footsteps were heavy and powerful, accompanied by the collision of steel.

Looking at the things that came out of the shadows, Garrett stared blankly. Not only him, but other soldiers also looked at the figure deep in the tunnel and lost their words.

"Don't look at me like this, find it inside."

That is power armor!

Garret recognized it because he had received relevant training.

Why can power armor appear here?

No explanation, no explanation.

Yang Yang raised his arm behind him, and Jiang Chen shook his right arm's turning gun. The flying warhead only left a shallow white mark on his front armor, and he could not hurt him half a point. He looked at the wounded behind the bunker and looked at the hole in the bullets. His mouth opened a smirk.

"The game, officially started." (To be continued.)