Different World: The Devil's Coming

Looking at the excited people in front of him, Mo Fan could only smile awkwardly. After all, Mo Fan couldn't understand what they were saying.

"Can you connect all their spirits?"

The mayor's voice echoed through the bridge. Mo Fan had naturally thought of this, but it would be very confusing.

“Too many voices can make the bridge confusing and impossible to distinguish the voices of others.”

"... Let me communicate with them first. After all, you are here to help us. If we can't communicate, it will be difficult."

With that, the man went to negotiate with the research institute. Mo Fan was not idle either, but talked to the girl who was watching the show on the side.

"Is there any open space here? I want to make a space anchor point, so that I don't have to spend a long time locking this location next time I come."

"Space anchor? We have one here. I'll take you there later and see if you can use it."

Mo Fan nodded. On the other side, the man also finished communicating with the researchers. After the researchers learned that there was such a convenient thing, they all expressed their willingness to cooperate.

Seeing this, Mo Fan spread his mental power and connected it to everyone's mind, that is, the mental power.

This was a heavy burden on Mo Fan's mental strength, but fortunately they were just ordinary people, at most ordinary people transformed by technology. Mo Fan could still bear it.

"I think you all understand what I'm saying, right?"

Mo Fan asked in his mind, and immediately a lot of noise started to break out.

But it should be said that the scientists who have survived to this day are all very calm. After a short period of noise, they soon discovered that the bridge could not transmit the voices deep in their hearts. To put it bluntly, they don't have to worry about their privacy being leaked, which makes many people feel relieved.

After a few simple exchanges, the scientists used this bridge reasonably. After communicating with Mo Fan, they also began to record their data for Mo Fan.

Mo Fan demonstrated to them the smooth spatial fluctuations, then the chaotic spatial fluctuations in the void, and then the interference of the power from Mo Fan on the space when using the power of space.

The scientists recorded everything. To be on the safe side, Mo Fan recorded it a few more times at their request.

As for space distortion and space displacement, that is, shrinking the earth into an inch, they all recorded them.

Mo Fan realized that his mission was complete, so he prepared to leave and set up an anchor point. After all, he had rested enough, and after setting up the anchor point, he could leave.

The scientists understood that Mo Fan only helped them occasionally and could not stay here forever. Moreover, if Mo Fan became stronger, he could help them more, so they did not say much. On the contrary, they wanted to give Mo Fan some help.

But for Mo Fan now, the best way to improve his strength is to experience life and death. These helps will make Mo Fan dull and dependent.

However, Mo Fan took the initiative to suggest taking a camera out so that they could see the scenery outside.

The scientists are naturally very grateful.

Mo Fan followed the mayor and the woman and came to a portal.

"This is the portal we used before. Unfortunately, the wormhole technology we studied cannot be precisely controlled, so it cannot be used over short distances. Each portal leads to other planets. After we came here, other planets were destroyed one after another, and this portal became useless."

"Besides this planet, are there other planets?"

"Yes, we have set foot on other planets and used materials from other planets for research. When we came here, those planets were also here, but in just a few years, they were eaten up by those monsters one after another."

Mo Fan could imagine that scene, after all, he had seen it too.

Mo Fan walked forward and placed his hand on the ring-shaped instrument.

"There is no spatial power in it. It should only be usable when you activate it. Without activation, it is just scrap metal. If I want the spatial anchor point, I have to mark it here again."

After saying this, Mo Fan continued without waiting for the mayor and the woman to respond.

"Since this is your portal, I will place my teleportation anchor here. This way, next time I come here, I will appear directly here."

The energy in Mo Fan's hands gathered, and silver energy spread out from Mo Fan's body. The space gradually distorted and finally turned into a point.

Mo Fan placed this point in the middle of the portal, and this spatial point slowly disappeared from its original location. He did not disappear, but the nature of space made him hide himself.

"That's all. Next time I come in, I'll be here."

"Of course, how often will you come in?"

"Well... I'm not sure, one or two months? Or half a year? Anyway, I can't rest outside. It depends on when I'm tired, or when I'm seriously injured."

The man nodded, somewhat confused. They could also stay awake for a long time, but that was through drugs and technology. Mo Fan obviously didn't rely on these, but endured it on his own. Could it be that after becoming stronger, people really no longer need sleep?

Now that the space anchor point was ready, Mo Fan prepared to leave. After saying goodbye to the two, the space in front of Mo Fan gradually distorted. After about ten seconds, a picture appeared in the space in front of him. It was a picture on the ground. Mo Fan took a step forward and reappeared on the ground.

The mayor and the woman also walked quickly to the laboratory and looked at the screen. Mo Fan had already started fighting against countless monsters, as well as those of other races.

There is a battle everywhere and every creature is an enemy.

There were no more flowers or plants on the ground, not even the buildings of the past. All that could be seen was dirt, rubble, blood, and corpses.

Mo Fan's battle was quick and brutal. As the power of death spread, other creatures would wail in pain, and then a ball of energy would flow into Mo Fan's body.

They could see all of this. The mayor and the woman also understood at this moment that what Mo Fan meant by sacrifice was to make everyone here a part of his power.

Mo Fan also knows how to use the power of space, but he often uses it to distort the enemy's attacks so that he can easily dodge them.

In a battle, the space cannot be torn apart, and the power of space cannot play its role well.

The battle continued, one day, two days... one week, two weeks... one month...

In addition to studying the data left by Mo Fan and thinking about how to break through the bottleneck in space, the researchers also watched Mo Fan fight.