rlin Tried to resist for so ti, but was inevitably unable to persist and completely lost consciousness. A feeling of helplessness had crept up onto him at his last monts of consciousness, one that rlin never wanted to feel again. A helplessness that he had felt twice before. One from Zero, and the other from that 'Overseer' Supre Being.
Ti passed, and rlin was finally awoken through the ntal link between Cortana, cha, and himself.
'Master!!!'
'MY LORD!!! Wake up!!'
"I'm up!"
He said as he tried to stand up, only for a pulsing pain to course through his entire body, making him lose all control over it, along with a sticking shock of pain assaulting his mind.
"Argh!"
So more ti passed, before rlin's passive healing abilities from his Tier 2 Vitality was able to heal him enough to not cause him to writhe in pain.
rlin's mind cleared up as he began to analyse the situation.
'I have finally been isekie'ed! NO! rlin control yourself. Now is not the ti to act like those idiotic protagonists where the whole world falls to their feet as they naively stroll across the new world.'
'How much ti as it been since we broke into the plane?'
'23 days, My Lord!' replied Cortana.
However, after nearly 10 seconds, another ssage ca from Phillip.
'2 days and 8 hours Master."
'Huh? Cortana, run analysis on your internal clock.'
'Humm- Scan complete. Nothing is wrong my liege.'
This scan, that took nearly 11 seconds, Phillip spoke once more.
'Master, there seems to be so sort of interference between the two planes, which is distorting the speed of ti on each plane.'
'Oh!' This was sothing rlin had known about. There exist planes which have accelerated ti, while others have slowed ti. Planes with accelerated ti were extrely precious to all the civilisations that conquered other planes.
This was due to the reason that most civilisations fell to the 'infection. Ti.
During the Apocalypse, as long as one had enough ti, they could easily grow strong, even without killing any zombies. Everyone could use Law sets to increase their mana, the fastest way to grow one's strength, other than killing zombies. Another way to increase strength is to research spells, which takes up a lot of ti.
Naturally, rlin currently had no need to research new spells, but he could still use this extra ti to read through the nearly endless library in 'Archive'.
As one's Tier progressed, their lifespan also greatly increased. A normal human would have an average lifespan of around 80 years old. However, a Tier 1 would be able to live at least up to a hundred years old. This difference between Tiers would only exponentially increase with each Tier, with Tier 2s being able to live up to 140 years, while Tier 3s could even live up to 200.
No one had any worries about their lifespan, all they needed was the ability to spend it all. Therefore, such planes were a god-send to almost anyone in the Apocalypse.
'What is the ratio of Ti displacent?'
Another 10 seconds later, Phillip's now human-like voice rang out, 'It fluctuates between 9 and 11 tis faster, Master.'
'This' rlin's mind was overwheld by the incredibly powerful Ti acceleration. He had found himself a so-called 'Hyperbolic Ti Chamber' plane!
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