Chapter 1119: Lost in the Oasis (1)

The entire surface of the basin, like the subterranean sea of glass in the Sahara Desert, is made up of extremely thick glass, with a slightly concave center that is slightly concave downward, like a concave lens, which creates a wonderful concentrating effect on the sun's rays in the desert.

The half-lumpy, half-grained "sand" on the edge of the basin that has not completely melted seems to have undergone some kind of thermal conversion process, turning into crystal sand grains with high transparency. They make the ground so transmittance that sunlight spills into the glass floor, into the ground hundreds of feet below.

And the land under the glass basin not only enjoys the moisture of the sun, but also has a "natural" glass cover to retain moisture, it has become the best breeding ground for green plants.

The climatic conditions are favorable, and the plants grow like crazy. That dense green area can no longer be described as an "oasis", it is a "tropical rainforest"!

Although the distance is too far to see the state of the vegetation in the rainforest in ultra-high-definition photos, Arthur can imagine that the vegetation here must have been the main source of food for ancient people, and it must have been full of various crops.

Arthur looked again at the edge of the glass basin. It seems to be protected by an enchantment that keeps out the opaque yellow sand of the Sahara Desert and maintains the light transmission of a glass basin. There are some strange light distortions on the edges, which seem to be a kind of optical camouflage. This basin that suddenly sinks in the middle of the desert is extremely hidden, and with the protection of various enchantments and optical camouflage, it is almost impossible for ordinary people to find it!

If it weren't for the golden ship to lead the way, Arthur and the others might not have been able to find this place after a few days of searching with metal detectors. Arthur's original statement of borrowing from Beddyville's "luck" was so far-sighted!

"Your Majesty, the ground here is very thick, and it seems impossible to get through. Evan's voice came from the phone again, "How are we going to meet you?" Listening to Evan's tone, they still seem to have a way to get through the ground of this glass basin. But doing so could destroy this particular natural (or man-made) landscape, and be a kind of destruction of the world's civilizational heritage. If it is not necessary, it is better not to act rashly.

"We'll always find a way. Arthur then said perfunctorily, and asked the werewolf instead, "Is it all right, Bedi? At this time, Bediwell had just put on his pants and was about to pick up his shirt to put it on, but he didn't expect something to fall from his shirt - his keystone. The golden square brick slammed into the werewolf's toes, causing Bediwell to grin and jump on one foot, "Whew!!" Arthur was just about to go over to help Bediwell, but a small golden thing suddenly appeared on the ground—the scarab golem in charge of cleaning. It may have come to pick up the keystone that had fallen to the ground, but it was doing so in a hurry: Bediwell, who was already jumping on one foot in pain, didn't even notice the scarab, and stepped on the golem as he jumped up and down.

The little thing was squatted in an instant, and there was a muffled "poof!", and Bediwell was taken aback, losing his balance and falling forward!

Arthur only turned half a turn, not expecting Bedwell to be so awkwardly upside down. The Knight King hurriedly turned around and planned to catch the werewolf who fell to the ground, but the weight of the werewolf was far beyond the Knight King's expectations. Arthur's own center of gravity was also unstable, so he not only couldn't catch the werewolf when he caught it like this, but was also hit by Bedeville to the end!

"Bumper Bumper Dash T

"What are you doing with this stupid wolf!" Arthur's nose was knocked out in pain, and it was pitch black in front of him, and only Bediwell's plush body could be felt.

"Hug, sorry! I didn't mean to!" Bediwell's face flushed, and he panicked to get up. He was secretly glad that he had at least his pants on, and that his body hadn't continued to slide a few more inches forward. Otherwise, it would not be the werewolf's eight-pack abs that would be on King Arthur's face, but something else further down - the consequences would be unimaginable!

"Wait!" When Bediwell tried to move away, Arthur suddenly saw something, and grabbed the werewolf's waist with both hands: "Don't move!!" "Uh, Arthur?!" Bediwell's face turned even redder, if his face could explode due to congestion, his face must have exploded at this moment: "Don't, don't stare at my belly!" "It's noisy! Get down for me!!" The Knight King spun around and threw Bedeville to the ground as if he wanted to wrestle.

"Whew!" the werewolf was about to complain, but saw Arthur pressing against him, staring carefully at Bediwell's abdomen. Bediwell laughed and cried out in even more embarrassment, "Arthur, what the hell are you looking at! The Knight King's answer was far beyond Bediwell's expectations: "Idiot! Who wants to see your abs!? I'm looking at your belly button!" "Belly, belly button?!" "Don't move—" The Knight King muttered in a low voice: "Is that really a wormhole?" "Worm, wormhole?!I have a worm hole in my navel?!" The wolf ** was shocked: "There shouldn't be roundworms crawling out or something?!" "You idiot! The wormhole you are talking about is of course the wormhole of physics, why do you think of roundworms!" The Knight King really slapped this stupid wolf in the face: "It's the same thing as a black hole, but the black hole is a bottomless pit, and the wormhole has an exit that connects to another time and space." "Arthur, you shouldn't have hit your head just now, did you? What kind of science fiction are you talking about?" Bediwell's forehead couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat: "How can there be a black hole in my navel, if there is a black hole, it will soon suck my whole body away-" "It's a wormhole, not a black hole, you idiot!" Arthur slapped the werewolf in the belly.

"Whew!" Bedivel immediately let out a mournful cry, his face full of grievance.

"In order for you to see the reality clearly-" Arthur picked up his phone, pointed the camera on his phone at Bedeville's navel and took a picture, and then shoved the phone in front of the werewolf's face: "See for yourself! What is this?!" The werewolf glanced at the picture of his navel a little reluctantly. The camera on Arthur's phone performs very well and takes very sharp photos. (But the clearer the photo, the more embarrassing it bediween.) The werewolf's navel is of the very good category, sunken and not deeply concave, and there is not much smudge hidden in it - and Bediwell often takes care to clean the navel.

But that's not the point.

In the very center of Bediwell's navel, where it is most deeply sunken, there is a careful black spot.

If you don't look closely, you'll think it's some kind of sweat. But no, it wasn't anything dirty, it was very evenly black, and strangely there seemed to be a faint glow in it.

"This is" "Click the touch button on the side to enlarge the photo. Arthur reminded, "Look hard, what the hell is that!" Bediwell frowned and complied, enlarging the little dot several times.

A ball of light in that black dot seemed to be something. A whirlpool?

Bediwell's brows furrowed even deeper, full of doubt, and he enlarged that small point dozens of times.

The black dot was already all over the screen, and the effect of the light in it became more apparent.

That's a universe. The vast sea of stars, composed of swirling and countless tiny points of light, another universe.

The wormhole in Bediwell's navel connects to another universe.

"Oh shit—" The werewolf was frightened, and his face turned pale, "I must be crazy to see this hallucination." "You're not crazy, according to Prime Minister Merlin, all [Transcendents] have one of these things in their bodies. That may well be the source of the Transcendentals' ability to use the power of [miracles] out of nothing. Arthur explains, "I also have a wormhole in the retina of my left eye. It seems that it is no accident that I was able to use [the third miracle - photon creation zào]. "All the "techniques" in the world were originally induced by manipulating or changing the nature of photons.

Because the total amount of mass, energy, space, space, and photons in the universe is constant, magic is only an equivalent exchange, which changes the photons that exist in the world from one form to another.

[Miracle] is called [miracle] because it completely overthrows the concept of [equivalent exchange], not the mutual transformation of [being], but the [being] out of [nothing] out of nothing.

The three major miracles known in modern times, the first miracle [space-time creation zào], the second miracle [mass energy creation zào], and the third miracle [photon creation zào], are all created out of thin air from places where zài originally did not exist.

According to Arthur's inference, the [transcendentals] are able to use [miracles] that are created out of nothing, and it is the influence of this wormhole in the receptor that intentionally or unintentionally pulls things from another parallel universe into this universe temporarily.

Regardless of whether or not he was able to summon a wrai, it seems that it is an ironclad fact that Bedivel can use some kind of [miracle].

"Well, answer me. Arthur let go of the werewolf and stared at Bedwell with interrogative eyes: "Which [miracle] can you use? Is there a connection between the miracle you can use and the strange things that have happened around you?" There was an indescribable sourness between the werewolf's brows.