764: Lao Bai's helplessness and shortened time

At this moment, Yang Dian couldn't help but ponder the feasibility of directly imagining the 'Wedding Dress Ghost God' the next time he went to the Dimensional Battlefield.

After all, he didn't have any deep grudges against the 'Wedding Dress Ghost God'.

Even if there were, it would at most be controlling his thoughts to avoid thinking of her, delaying her Cultivate process from intangible to tangible.

At most, he only had a minor grievance against her for blocking her Dao, but if he were to imagine her into existence, she would owe him a favor to some extent.

But what about those guys in the Dimensional Battlefield?

Some of them, whether human or alien, were the masterminds behind the destruction of the Ghost God Star, or perhaps it was they who shattered the Ghost God Star.

The Wedding Dress Ghost God had a feud of genocide and world destruction with them.

Yang Dian felt that if he really imagined the Wedding Dress Ghost God into existence, there was a high possibility that she would go after them.

However, it's not impossible that she might come after me instead.

Should I play it safe for now?

Thinking this over, Yang Dian pushed these various chaotic thoughts back down.

What's important now is not how to deal with those guys in the Dimensional Battlefield.

It is to recover from his injuries and improve his strength.

Thinking of this, Yang Dian rubbed the bridge of his nose twice and looked at Lao Bai:

Forget about all that irrelevant stuff.

Whether it's following the Black Bear Demon's path of Cultivate, or why those powerhouses in the Dimensional Battlefield keep the Dimensional Battlefield intact instead of dismantling it, none of that is what I need to consider right now.

My main task right now is still to recover my strength.

Dr. Bai frowned again upon hearing this:

How long will it take for the Dimension Butterfly to recover?

Yang Dian shrugged his shoulders:

Don't always pin your hopes on the butterfly; Lao Bai, you should focus more on yourself.

Anyway, I'm not sure how long it will take for the Dimension Butterfly to recover.

Just tell me how long it will take for you to build the quantum teleportation device.

I can't do it. Lao Bai's blunt answer stunned Yang Dian:

You can't?

I really can't. Dr. Bai said seriously:

With my current knowledge base, I can only manufacture a [Constant Matter Teleportation Device].

Seeing the unique clarity of a college student in Yang Dian's eyes, Dr. Bai's mouth curled into a smile, while also appearing somewhat helpless:

In short, the teleportation device I can build cannot involve Soul or life.

With my existing knowledge, I can only subject a portion of objects with a constant state to 'quantum collapse' and then 'teleport' them.

Take teleporting an animal, for example.

At the moment of teleportation, the animal's material components will collapse and then reassemble at the destination.

But only the material part collapses and reassembles.

Where the Soul and consciousness go, I don't know.

So it's just turning into a vegetable?

Dr. Bai shrugged his shoulders:

It's matter teleportation, just the matter of objects.

Life will lose its vitality.

In short, what gets teleported to the destination is a corpse.

Yang Dian understood:

So I can't count on you?

The smile on Lao Bai's face vanished:

Pretty much.

Yang Dian smiled, then positioned himself into a more comfortable posture:

Then that's that.

I'll go back after I've recovered.

How long will that take? Dr. Bai's eyes were full of gravity:

There isn't much time left before we collide with the Cosmic Extreme Cold Zone.

According to my continuous observations, I've discovered that the Cosmic Extreme Cold Zone seems to be a form of life.

It is approaching us with an irregular accelerated motion.

Perhaps in a year, perhaps in half a year, or perhaps in an even shorter time, the Cosmic Extreme Cold Zone will collide with us.

Time is far less abundant than what we calculated at the time.

Enduring the pain to sense his body's recovery, Yang Dian turned over again and rested his raised right foot on the black cat, which had grown to the size of a leopard:

Recovering from the injuries is easy; the trouble is the Black Bear Demon's curse.

If I don't break his curse, I can't even unleash power at the Star-Shattering level.

Dr. Bai straightened his posture subconsciously.

Even though he was only a virtual projection at the moment, with the sunlight hitting him, the soaring sense of mission radiating from him was something Yang Dian could feel even with his eyes closed:

So, in the end, it still comes down to me, right?

Too lazy to pay attention to the spirited Lao Bai, Yang Dian waved his hand and said:

Yes, yes, yes, it all depends on you.

You must prepare well.

That goes without saying. After Lao Bai answered seriously, he hung up the communication.

Knowing that Yang Dian was alive and in a safe location, he felt relieved.

Next, he would dedicate everything he had, burning all his brain cells to advance technology and resist the approaching cold wave.

And what about Yang Dian?

He took out more planetary Origin and poured it into his mouth.

To deal with the Black Bear Demon's curse, he first had to recover from his injuries.

A year, or even less...

I don't know if this amount of time is enough for me to break the curse.

However, even if the curse cannot be broken, the Dimension Butterfly should be able to recover, right?

As long as it can recover, at least the safety of others will be guaranteed.

Lose the land, keep the people; keep the people, and the land will be kept~

While resting with his eyes closed, Yang Dian heard a rustling sound coming from the back of the donkey cart.

Seeing the Young Attendant stand up somewhat timidly, Yang Dian couldn't help but curl his lips into a smile:

Have you decided what you want?

The Young Attendant shrank his neck:

I have.

Yang Dian raised an eyebrow:

Then tell me, what do you want?

The Young Attendant knelt down in front of Yang Dian without a word.

Just when Yang Dian thought the Young Attendant wanted to take him as a master, the Young Attendant said something that surprised him:

I hope, Immortal, that you will not blame my father.

The Young Attendant didn't notice Yang Dian tilting his head to look at him, but just said tremblingly:

My father didn't mean to present you, Immortal, to the Emperor as an auspicious omen.

It's just that our family has no food left.

My father has grandparents bedridden above, and me, my younger brother, and my younger sister to support below.

Plus, there was a drought this year, the harvest was bad, and there really wasn't any surplus food at home, so my father thought of presenting you, Immortal, as an auspicious omen to the Emperor in exchange for a reward.

If it weren't for that, our family would definitely have honored you, Immortal.

Speaking of this, the Young Attendant carefully raised his head and looked at Yang Dian.

Seeing Yang Dian examining him, he hurriedly closed his eyes again:

Immortal, you said you could grant me one request.

I only ask that you do not blame my father.

Having recovered a bit, Yang Dian used his thoughts to scan the man driving the donkey cart in front.

Middle-aged, looking about fifty years old on the outside, but it's hard to say if he's actually thirty.

Lame leg, missing a finger, suffered severe head trauma on the left side, and hearing is not very good.

No wonder he didn't pay any attention to the commotion on the donkey cart; it turns out he's almost deaf.

The thought flashed through his mind, and Yang Dian waved his hand in boredom at the cautious Young Attendant.

After all, he's just a child from a feudal Dynasty; not as fun as those silly netizens.

If he let those silly netizens know he could grant them a request, they would undoubtedly take advantage of it and make outrageous demands.

Taking on an apprentice would be simple; they might even come up with ideas about wanting to be an emperor on an indigenous planet.

Since you've made a request, I'll grant it to you.

Although he said that, Yang Dian felt he had quite a connection with this little guy.

Perhaps I can give him some benefits before I leave?