This sentence made Yu Yu so angry that she imdiately transford into a little wild cat, determined to leave her fierce scratch marks on Wu Hen.
"We still appear as our original forms to each other, but those high-dinsional insects see us differently," Yu Yu said.
"Oh, do they see you as a female cockroach?"
"Butterfly!! I tamorphose into a beautiful flower butterfly, in the eyes of other high-dinsional insects, I am still a Fairy, the most noble Flower Butterfly Fairy!!" Yu Yu answered, so agitated she used both spoken and sign language.
"Then what have you turned into?" Wu Hen looked at himself, still appearing human, but he could perceive a layer of mitic thin dress surrounding him, unsure of its intended shape.
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Upon hearing this, Wu Hen unhesitatingly extended his hand, pinched Yu Yu's plump apple cheeks, and said nacingly, "You're turning into a centipede, aren't you??"
"I've only seen a few kinds of high-dinsional insects. Those Immortals usually raise them as Palm Pets to guard the Constant Star Furnace. Who wouldn't choose Sky Ant, leech, Water Moth, Dragonfly..." Yu Yu said.
Wu Hen helplessly accepted, centipede it is, at least it's a Red Dragon Centipede, with a slight genetic connection to the Red Dragon.
But not being able to see his transford appearance, he felt a discomfort, wondering if this Red Dragon Centipede was as hideous and grotesque as the centipede spirit in Journey to the West, draped in a yellow Daoist Robe, with a chest full of eyes capable of emitting Spiritual Light Stabs.
"Fine, having this Transformation Technique saves a lot of trouble, otherwise we'd worry about startling those lower-level cosmic life forms," Wu Hen said.
The two enveloped in high-dinsional insect shells, entered the vast and dense high-dinsional insect constellation, which was so imnse it exceeded human observation capabilities, and inside it was filled with insect life forms that numbers could not quantify.
The vast majority of insect life is actually similar to Earth's insects, living in an Egg Star.
One Egg Star is several tis larger than the sun, and the number of insect species within exceeds imagination. These low-dinsional insect life forms continually reproduce, ceaselessly update their genes, until these insects develop intelligence, evolve into civilization; only then does the whole Egg Star hatch, hatching into a high-dinsional larva.
Therefore, even Earth's insects in this high-dinsional insect constellation are akin to insignificant cells, countless cells entangle, continually grow to eventually birth a high-dinsional life form.
However, in this constellation, the high-dinsional life ford by countless insect swarms is still a re speck, given the innurable Egg Stars, let alone the golden Nest Stars, which are truly gigantic entities in the universe, higher in the cosmic life food chain.
Every Egg Star can be regarded as an Earth composed of an insect kingdom, with Wu Hen's current power, to destroy them is indeed a breeze.
Yet such action is no different from destroying a grain of sand in the desert.
"It should be that golden Nest Star," Wu Hen pointed at a Nest Star surrounded by white asteroid dust.
"Let's go straight in; they can't identify us," Yu Yu confidently stated about her spell.
The two passed through the white asteroid dust, entering the high-dinsional insects' Nest Star.
The inside of the Nest Star is extrely vibrant with colors. Human vision simplifies colors into seven most recognizable ones, but high-dinsional insect eyes can identify thousands, each color representing different anings, like human words.
The black of high-dinsional insects represents stone; red for food; green for blood; white for energy...
Wu Hen found that Yu Yu's Transformation Technique was formidable because it gave him the "color language retina" of high-dinsional insects, allowing him to quickly understand the aning conveyed through the insects' color barcode breath.
This sensation was very amusing; they do not make sounds as sound is one of their offensive thods. The breath they exhale is colored, appearing like reading a comic book where the character has a white box beside them with written dialogue.
It could be understood that each high-dinsional insect communicates silently, but they have built-in bullet comnts overhead.
Of course, they don't all breathe through their mouths, and they breathe and speak simultaneously, so upon reaching the Nest Star, Wu Hen saw two elderly high-dinsional female insects lying on a huge leaf, simply breathing toward each other. It wasn't a staring contest; indeed, they had exchanged the gossip of the entire insect village.
Initially, Wu Hen found this rather amusing.
Why use colors as language characters? If the opposite side closes the "vision," couldn't this achieve the "I'm not listening, I'm not listening" effect?
But after pondering, Wu Hen realized that to survive in the universe, using colors as language might be more sensible.
Sound has limited propagation range, speed of transmission, and can express limited content. On Earth, humans converse conveniently within limited space and sound propagation range, but for civilizations spanning multiple galaxies or separated by cosmic intervals, relying on sound to convey information is impossible, requiring varied translations.
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