nycdaug Chapter 551 Law Robber
Chapter 551 Law Robber
"Laws...Small World..."
Xu Si repeated the two words in a low voice, a glimmer of understanding flashing in his scarlet star-like eyes.
He looked down at his hands, his gaze penetrating through skin, muscles, and bones, landing on that small world that was slowly turning.
The corners of his mouth couldn't help but turn up slightly.
He had been trying to fill the cracks in the laws with his own power, but the problem was that the laws of the small world within him were part of himself.
He was using his own hands to stitch up the wounds on his skin, using pieces of flesh torn from the edges of the wounds.
Of course it can't be sewn up.
"So..." Xu Si paused.
How can I make my wallet bulge?
You certainly can't put money from your left pocket into your right pocket.
Then you'll have no choice but to take money from other people's pockets and put it into your own.
"What I need is the power of the laws governing different worlds."
This was the solution Xu Si had come up with.
"But... it's very dangerous to plunder the power of external laws," Yi Yi said.
"I know. Although Xu Si is currently at Sequence Nine, the power he can exert is only at Sequence Eight."
If they were caught by powerful figures from other smaller worlds, the consequences would be unimaginable.
Moreover, since Xu Si can devour the power of laws from others, will other small worlds follow the clues to find Yi Yi and plunder the power of laws that belong to Yi Yi?
However, Xu Si was not worried. First of all, Sequence Nine, which is a level nine life form, is not easy to advance to, and it is not easy to encounter.
Therefore, Xu Si naturally had far fewer natural enemies.
In addition to the sequences and small worlds that Xu Si now possesses, he is almost on par with other small worlds.
There will be no situation where you are excessively excluded from the small world.
Most importantly, Xu Si is able to detect the location of those small worlds, which is his unique advantage and provides him with natural advantages for smuggling.
Thinking about it this way, Xu Si's confidence was stronger than ever before.
If you do not take what Heaven gives you, you will suffer harm instead.
I've decided, I'll become a law thief.
Oh no, no, no, I'll just be a law-breaking bandit.
Xu Si's decision came suddenly, but was unexpectedly firm.
He looked down at his palm, where crimson star power flowed slowly beneath his skin, and the fine cracks of law were faintly visible, like a crumpled spider web. Each flow of star power would stir up tiny sparks at the edges of the cracks.
"One by one, beyond Earth, can you sense other small worlds?" he suddenly asked.
The World Tree's branches trembled slightly, and that crisp voice rang in his mind.
"World consciousness naturally possesses a self-protective characteristic... Even two small, adjacent worlds would find it difficult to perceive each other without direct contact!"
"is that so?"
When he first advanced to Sequence Nine, what were those points of light he sensed if not the world consciousness?
Xu Si closed his eyes and searched for that feeling again; the closest thing to him was naturally the one under his feet.
As his perception expanded, identical points of light lit up in his consciousness.
"Is it true? We'll know once we check!"
Xu Si used the stars as his eyes, and his perception began to extend towards the point of light closest to Earth.
The outline of Earth gradually shrank in his perception, from a vast continent to a sphere with a faint golden-green glow, and then to an imperceptible speck of dust, suspended in the boundless void.
Then, the point of light got closer and closer.
The stars became a springboard for his perception.
A strange resistance came to my consciousness, like passing through water, like a very thin membrane, soft yet resilient.
Is this an instinctive resistance from the world's consciousness?
Xu Si's star power paused for a moment on the surface of that membrane, then slowly seeped in along its texture. He was now like the most delicate stowaway.
The spot of light suddenly magnified.
An unfamiliar sky unfolded in his mind.
It was a deep purple, like silk soaked in the sunset, hanging low, almost touching the ground.
The air was filled with an aura he had never seen before; the entire atmosphere was almost entirely pale yellow, as if it were dressed in a coat of sulfur and metal.
His senses continued to sink deeper.
The earth was dark red, like sandstone soaked in rust, its surface covered with fine cracks, each crack flowing with a dark orange light, like magma.
Something seemed to be slowly flowing deep within the earth through those cracks, like a heart that was still beating.
Xu Si frowned slightly.
The environment in this small world is far harsher than that on Earth. There is almost no moisture in the air, and the temperature is as high as standing on the edge of an active volcano.
But this place possesses a global consciousness.
Then there must be life there; he seemed to have discovered a wild little world.
Xu Si's consciousness instantly enveloped this small world.
Not long after, he discovered a single, and only, life form.
It was a creature that lived in that orange-red magma.
Unlike any other strange phenomenon Xu Si had ever seen.
If we had to describe them, they are more like multinodular crystalline organisms.
They are not large, about the length of an adult's arm, and resemble snakes soaked in lava, winding their way along the veins of light in the cracks in the ground.
But their form is far more complex than that of snakes—their heads are cone-shaped, and they have no eyes; instead, they have a small, dark red crystal on their foreheads that emits a faint glow.
The crystals flickered rhythmically with their crawling frequency, like a miniature heart beating.
Xu Si's consciousness hovered beneath that unfamiliar, deep purple sky, like an invisible bird circling over unfamiliar land.
The crystalline creatures crawled slowly in his perception, meandering along the veins of light in the cracks in the ground. The dark red crystals on their foreheads flickered rhythmically with their crawling, like some ancient, forgotten language.
He observed for a long time.
These creatures seem to lack full intelligence; their behavior is more like being driven by some kind of instinct—moving along the veins of light in the cracks in the ground, drawing nourishment from the dark orange liquid, and then stopping at a specific location to press the crystals on their foreheads to the ground, as if in prayer or as if conveying a message.
"They lack intelligence... but possess some kind of collective consciousness," Xu Si concluded in his mind.
This assessment reassured him somewhat.
If there were no highly intelligent beings in this world, he could be more daring in his exploration of the laws.
His perception began to extend to deeper levels.
Passing through the dark red sandstone and through the fissures in the ground that flowed with dark orange light, he touched the "core" of this small world.
The touch was cold and hard, like a piece of crystal buried deep in the planet, its surface covered with fine, ring-like patterns.
Each line vibrates at an extremely slow speed, releasing faint energy pulses.
Those are the patterns of the laws governing this world.
Moreover, it contains many material laws or elemental laws that are needed.
This is the fundamental law for constructing a small world, and it is also one of the laws that Xu Si has most severely damaged so far.
It is also the richest law in this small world.
Or rather, this little world is more like a resource-based little world.
Other laws include the law of life.
Although there is some left, it has become so diluted that even Xu Si cannot extract any more.
"Then, let's make this our first stop!"
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