Foreign Land Reclamation By a Vegetable-growing Skeleton Chapter 418: 250 Can I Sleep Now?2

Chapter 418: Chapter 250 Can I Sleep Now?_2

Hiludi looked exceptionally beautiful today, having undergone a transformation as drastic as night and day, just like the difference between a disheveled, eye crust-clad female wizard and a pure, gorgeous Light Saintess.

The rough oilskin caused by frequent late nights had disappeared, replaced by a tender, smooth, and moist complexion. Her greasy hair was also gone, replaced by glossy, shoulder-length locks, thick and black, a drastic change from her previous thin hair which used to cling to her forehead.

A casual tie at the end of her hair made her look simple yet attractive.

Unfortunately, she wasted her coquettish glance, as Ange pulled her head away, withdrew the crystal into the Temple of Rest, and asked, “What is this?”

“Roar,” the Dinsion Beast roared.

Ange tilted his head, not understanding, so he turned his gaze to Hiludi.

Hiludi annoyedly straightened her hair. Ever since her looks had drastically changed, she had been receiving lots of attention at school, which boosted her self-confidence. She would occasionally display her charm as Lisa had taught her, but to her disappointnt, Ange and the others weren’t falling into her trap.

Even Lisa herself wouldn’t have stood a chance.

Depending on looks won’t do. She must rely on her power. She said grumpily, “That is a Dinsion Core. It has the ability to anchor space and also summon this Dinsion Beast. If you get lost in the Dinsional World, you can summon it by using the Dinsion Core. The Core can also anchor a specific space.”

“In the Dinsional World, anchoring a specific section of space ans that you’ve claid it. No one else can enter it. If you have the ability, you can transform this space. If not, you can use it as a storage space, which is much larger than the space in the space jewelry.”

As Hiludi was speaking, both Ange and Negris instinctively looked at Ange’s Boundary-crossing Hand. It harbored a Dinsional Space Positioning Transfer Bracelet. Perhaps the bracelet was created from a Dinsion Core?

With the Dinsion Core in hand, which allows for the summoning of a Dinsion Beast in the Dinsional World, Ange gathered everyone into the Temple of Rest and followed Hiludi into the long hair of the Dinsion Beast, providing insurance for their adventure.

The inside of the long hair was pitch black. They had definitely walked more than forty or fifty ters but still hadn’t reached the other end.

Considering that the length of the Dinsion Beast was only about forty or fifty ters, if they walked this far without reaching the other end, it indicated only one possibility: the space had already switched.

After walking for a while longer, Ange saw light in front of him, the long hair had disappeared, and he was standing on top of a large stone.

The diater of this large stone was probably larger than several hundred ters. It was suspended in the darkness, with a large clump of hair dotting it, like a sea urchin on top of a large stone.

Hiludi, who erged first, started preparing her magic. In her palm, the shadow of a Magic Array erged. She continued to adjust the Array, muttering to herself, “Eight, nine, seventy-two, ninety-nine, eighty-one…”

According to these calculations, Hiludi continued adjusting the Magic Array. When it was finally adjusted, an arrow appeared on the Magic Array pointing to a certain place in the dark.

The Dinsion Beast bulged its eyes as if sensing sothing.

Negris’s voice ca through for Ange, “I lost connection just now. My projection will fail whenever space changes. So, where are we?”

“The Dinsional World,” Hiludi replied casually.

Negris glanced at the Magic Array in Hiludi’s hand and said, “You’re calculating the orientation and coordinates, right? The circle tangent &#%@* tis the intersecting line, plus the square root of the relative ti value… ₹&#@#%, the spiral motion trajectory at the distant end is the fastest, and the final value is ****.”

Negris’s casual comnts left Hiludi’s jaw dropping. She calculated it herself and after half an hour, she finally obtained the sa value as Negris.

“My God, are you the God of Math? Can you actually calculate the trajectory coordinates in your mind?” Hiludi exclaid, her eyes sparkling with excitent.

Negris replied disdainfully, “What’s so great about being a God of Math? Can it calculate spatial coordinates?”

“Yes, yes, you’re far more formidable. So, this is the calculated value.” Hiludi held up the Magic Array for the Dinsion Beast to see.

“Hold on, you spent almost half an hour just calculating. You need to factor in ti variables,” Negris hastily said.

“Oh, oh, oh, ti variables, let compute it… Ah, this won’t work. The variables make spend another half an hour, and then I’ll have to add more variables. I’ll never get it,” Hiludi fell into the ‘calculating but getting nowhere’ vicious cycle.

In the end, it was Negris who stepped in. He spent just over a minute calculating the value, then marked it out on the magic array.

The dinsion beast looked at it for a while before suddenly giving a signal for Ange to hurry into its fur.

Traversing through the dense fur again, when they reappeared, they found themselves in a void, with no ground beneath their feet. They had no choice but to grab the fur of the dinsion beast.

The surroundings were no longer pitch black, but filled with white light streaking across, interspersed with so other colors. It was very similar to the lights Ange had seen when she was being sent down from the heavenly staircase.

One of the rays of light was about to hit the dinsion beast, but it quietly turned a corner, bypassing the beast’s position, and continued to streak into the distance.

Hiludi was not scared but excited, saying, “This is great. There are turbulent flows, so there must be large dinsional space fragnts nearby. It could be what we are looking for. Look for any openings or such.”

These rays of light were the turbulent flows produced by the friction and collision of dinsional spaces. This scale of light rays signified the presence of a large dinsional space nearby.

Ange looked around for a while before pointing towards the distance.

The dinsion beast squinted for a while, stretching its legs out of its fur, furiously paddling, and slowly drifting towards the direction pointed out by Ange.

Another ray of light streaked past, bypassing the dinsion beast and heading into the distance.

Negris noticed that Hiludi was tense and rigid.

“What’s the matter?” Negris asked with concern.

Hiludi gave a bitter smile, “I’m scared. The spatial turbulence is terrifying.”

“Terrifying?” Negris looked at another ray bypassing the dinsion beast and asked incredulously, “What’s so terrifying about it?”

Hiludi smirked, “It’s not terrifying with a dinsion beast around. My teacher’s teacher was ripped to shreds by the spatial turbulence. She had already reached the realm of a Truth Mage.”

“A Truth Mage couldn’t endure it? Is spatial turbulence that horrifying?” Negris exclaid.

“Unbearable. Just like the most substantial dam cannot withstand a tsunami. These spatial turbulences are tsunamis to us. Their energy levels are too high. The magic we learn isn’t ant to resist such imnse power,” Hiludi replied.

No wonder she had rejected the idea outright initially. It was only after knowing about the dinsion beast that she began to consider it. In the dinsional world, only creatures such as the dinsion beast, native to this world, could survive, like a fish hidden beneath the water during a tsunami.

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But this fish did not swim very well. It struggled for a while before finally approaching a dinsional fragnt.

This fragnt had a gap four or five hundred ters long. After so friction with the void, a turbulent flow would be generated in no ti, rushing towards the distant darkness.

With a vigorous struggle, the dinsion beast finally reached the gap. Its head dove right in, entering the dinsional space. As far as the eye could see, there were endless tombstones, organized in rows and columns, stretching all the way to the horizon.

As soon as they landed, Negris imdiately asked Ange to release it. Fluttering its wings, it flew to mid-air, looking at the grave markers covering the ground, Negris murmured in disbelief, “It… It’s really the Land of Slumber. How…how is this possible? How is this possible… ”

There was a cracking sound, and not far away, a tombstone flipped open. A witch flipped over and sat up, grumbling, “Who’s weeping over there? Can’t you let soone sleep?!”