"The two energies are repelled, and then what?"
Zhang Wenwen felt she was getting closer to the answer she wanted and continued to ask nervously.
"Then... the machine couldn't withstand the clash of the two energies and broke down. Zhang Chen and the time meteor core fragment disappeared at the same time."
"This situation was completely beyond my expectations, so if you ask me where they went, I don't know either."
"Why would this woman lie to me..."
Tang Houde muttered to himself after finishing his explanation.
"I have no immediate problems. Keep him alive, I'll ask again when I think of something!"
Zhang Wenwen said to Mo Ran, signaling her not to be in a hurry to give up on the body.
Because of Mo Ran's departure, Tang Houde's memories would perish along with his body.
"What's certain now is that the True God has indeed disappeared. This is beyond the capabilities of the indigenous people, so we can only leave everything to fate."
"But since it's the True God, I believe he will return safely."
"What we need to do is to pray devoutly, bless, and ask for the return of the True God."
Zhang Wenwen said with a frown.
Indeed, in this situation, there was no other way but to pray.
This had already surpassed science, nature, and any common sense that could explain it.
Tang Houde couldn't figure it out, and Zhang Wenwen herself was even more helpless. She opened the notebook and left a blank page next to the Creation War.
She believed this was definitely not the end, and the True God would surely return!
On the other side...
Zhang Chen stood on a street filled with zombies, utterly bewildered.
It seemed he had transmigrated to the first stage of the apocalypse.
The road was covered with dense zombies, and they were mostly low-level zombies that crumbled at a touch.
These zombies were all grotesquely frozen, and even the pieces of paper floating in the air were static and unmoving.
Is this... a world where time has stopped?
Zhang Chen only remembered that he had just transmitted energy, asking Xiao Ruan to return to the canyon above to report and ask Chen Xiao for help.
However, he waited for tens of seconds, but no reinforcements arrived.
He really couldn't hold on any longer. Just as he was about to be sucked into the machine, he suddenly saw the time meteor core fragment above the machine.
It was also being frantically drawn of energy.
Thinking that the energy in his body and the energy of the time meteor core fragment were repelled, Zhang Chen used all his strength and reached out to touch the time meteor core fragment.
Then, with a flash of white light, he arrived here.
"The whole world is frozen, what should I do? And... the time meteor core fragment seems to be gone!"
Zhang Chen said to himself.
"Master, we seem to be in a spiritual form now..."
The Underworld Mushroom on Zhang Chen's left arm suddenly said.
In the dead silence of the world, its sudden voice startled Zhang Chen.
"You're here too?"
Zhang Chen asked in surprise.
"Yes, aren't we always connected? I am willing to live and die with Master!"
The Underworld Mushroom said obsequiously.
"Alright, stop being so sentimental. Hurry up and tell me, what does this spiritual form mean?"
Zhang Chen asked.
"Spiritual form means that although we are in this world now, we are in another dimension."
"We cannot touch this world, we can only exist as observers."
"I have many indigenous scientists in my body, this is what they believe!"
The Underworld Mushroom explained.
"So... aren't we ghosts?"
Zhang Chen reached out in surprise to touch a parked car on the roadside.
As a result, his hand passed directly through the car window glass, and his fingers poked into the eye sockets of the zombie inside.
But he couldn't feel anything. When he withdrew his hand, the car window and the zombie were intact.
"Not ghosts. So-called ghosts are just a romantic interpretation of death by people. We are spiritual bodies, and we are all alive!"
The Underworld Mushroom tried to explain.
In fact, it didn't understand either, it was just quoting the thoughts of the indigenous scientists.
"The problem is that whatever we do has no impact on the world, and this world is frozen. Doesn't that mean we'll be trapped here forever?"
Zhang Chen said in surprise.
"The existence of spiritual bodies is only theoretical. There have been spiritual creatures in the apocalypse before, and they could switch between spiritual and physical forms."
"But they were elusive, and no equipment could trap them, so we only know about such creatures and haven't studied them thoroughly."
"As for this frozen world... it should be related to the time meteor core fragment, I don't know anything else!"
The Underworld Mushroom replied.
As soon as it finished speaking, a spiderweb-like grid suddenly covered the entire sky out of nowhere.
The world as far as the eye could see was enveloped by the grid above.
Immediately after, blue energy lines descended vertically from the grid, connecting to the ground, and some connected to buildings.
These energy lines were dense, and it was impossible to count how many there were.
"What is this?"
Zhang Chen exclaimed.
"This... seems to be our Reincarnator server connection!"
"We can see the server connection in our spiritual form?!"
The Underworld Mushroom shouted.
"Server connection? Could it be... connected to the Reincarnator's ring?!"
Zhang Chen was both surprised and delighted.
Since the grid appeared out of thin air, it meant that the world he was in was not static.
Only the streets, zombies, and so on in this world were frozen, but the power beyond them was still functioning normally.
As long as time was passing, there had to be a way to leave here!
Buzz!
Suddenly, a golden data connection descended from the sky. Its radiance was particularly dazzling against the background of the blue data connections everywhere.
Coincidentally, it landed on the same street as Zhang Chen, about a hundred meters away.
"Let's go and see why this data connection has a different color!"
Zhang Chen's heart suddenly began to pound—though he didn't know if his spiritual form still had a heart, at least it felt that way.
He now seemed to suddenly understand what this golden connection was, but he had to see it with his own eyes.
Zhang Chen, in his spiritual form, moved rapidly through the street filled with horizontally and vertically parked vehicles and zombies, ignoring obstacles.
Soon, he saw a familiar figure!
A young man, wearing a green ring on his hand, looked at his surroundings with a look of horror.
And above his head, connecting to that golden data grid.
"Good heavens, I see myself!"