Witch Special

Saitama was very indifferent to the change of plan. When Hayashi Maki placed the metal dome that could pack him up and send him into space in front of him, he didn't even look at the smooth oval object that looked quite similar to his head.

His attention was now completely focused on the sky, because he could feel that above his head, beyond the clouds, in the distant space, a threat was approaching rapidly with rising malice.

This undisguised malice was exactly the same as the malice he had sensed from the moon during his first exploration of space.

Lin Zhenxi also noticed that Saitama was absent-minded, so he didn't bother to say anything more. Anyway, Saitama didn't have much to worry about. He just needed to go over and punch out hard. As for how to go, he didn't need to think about this question.

After checking that all the magic props and scientific instruments on Saitama were operating normally, Hayashi Maki pushed Saitama into the dome.

There is a human-shaped sunken seat inside the dome, which is filled with memory foam that expands when under pressure. This sponge seat can lock the astronauts firmly in their seats during the ascent process, and then when it reaches the stage of stable flight, the memory foam returns to its original state, and the astronauts can move freely without untying various straps.

This is considered to be a relatively basic material among the various materials that Child Emperor has. Child Emperor once used it to protect his back, but now people have used energy weapons. This primitive kinetic energy absorbing material has of course been eliminated, but it is now suitable for use as seat filling.

Saitama doesn't need any protection anyway. All he needs is to stop himself from swaying during the ascent, so he just needs to be fixed.

Saitama settled into his seat and curiously surveyed the various furnishings around him. This metal dome, however, was a complete rush job; not even a coat of primer had been applied, and the furnishings within were quite spartan. It was clear that aside from its sturdiness and airtightness, no other considerations had been made during its construction.

So, apart from a seat, there is nothing inside the dome, not even a small skylight to see the outside world.

Lin Zhenxi also discovered this problem, so he used his magic wand to touch the inner wall of the dome, and the inner wall of the dome became a completely light-transmitting material, allowing the outside mirror image to be seen from the inside without any obstruction.

Yes, that's right, it's a mirror image. Because this is just a projection magic performed by Lin Zhenxi, it doesn't really give the metal dome the property of light transmission.

"Uncle, I'm going to close the door. Next, you just need to find the meteorite and smash it. Once you smash the meteorite, I will use magic to pull you back to the ground." Lin Zhenxi held the edge of the dome door frame, which seemed a little sharp because it had no edge grinding, and said to Saitama who was sitting upright inside.

"Can we not use that..." Saitama recalled the very unpleasant space travel two days ago, and immediately put on a mask of pain, with a distorted expression as if he had stepped on smelly dog ​​shit.

The feeling of using a portkey to travel through space is like someone hooking your stomach from behind and pulling you back violently. Not to mention someone like Saitama who has never used a portkey before, even the creator Maki Hayashi hates the experience of using a portkey.

Unfortunately, most things in the wizarding world lack comfort, and in order to achieve the goal, we can only endure the poor user experience.

Anyway, Lin Zhenxi has not found how to improve the user experience without changing its functionality. It may be that her own magical knowledge is still insufficient and the mystery is not high enough.

"Well... I don't have any good ideas. How about you just use the recoil to push yourself back into the atmosphere? But then you can't be sure where you'll end up."

"Is that so? It seems like nothing's wrong. Let's do it then." Saitama felt that compared to the torture of the Portkey, the physical act of breaking through the atmosphere was nothing. The worst that could happen was that his clothes would get torn. He had money now, and while he wouldn't spend it recklessly, at least he wouldn't be as meticulous as before.

Lin Zhenxi nodded and prepared to close the hatch. However, when the hatch was only a crack away, Lin Zhenxi suddenly held the hatch and emphasized to Saitama, "Uncle, this meteorite is very large and made of a hard alloy. It is almost impossible to burn it in the atmosphere."

"And if a meteorite fragment falls, even a fist-sized piece would be enough to smash through a building. If the fragments of the meteorite that fall are as big as millstones, there might not be a single building left standing in the city below. So, for the safety of the city below, and for your own house, please make sure to break the meteorite into smaller pieces."

"Don't worry, I will." When Saitama heard that it was related to his house, his style changed and he said seriously with a stern, tough face.

Lin Zhenxi closed the hatch and used a levitation spell to lift the metal dome, guiding it towards the white beam of light that pierced the sky and earth a few hundred meters away. At the same time, she waved her free hand towards the dome. Although she couldn't see Saitama, she knew he was definitely watching her.

After the dome containing Saitama flew away, Lin Zhenxi closed her eyes and took a deep breath. After adjusting her breathing, when she opened her eyes again, a circle of light blue halo that seemed to be burning and rotating appeared around her pupils.

At that moment, in Lin Zhenxi's eyes, the world shed its unnecessary, redundant colors, becoming a pure black and white composed entirely of lines. The previously invisible lines of cause and effect, before the clear blue of Lin Zhenxi's eyes, gradually peeled away from the hidden background, revealing distinct colors.

The countless causes and effects of this world gradually broke away from their original support and were nakedly presented before Lin Zhenxi. In the end, Lin Zhenxi could no longer see the real scene, but was completely covered by layers of various cause-and-effect related lines.

Various causes link to numerous results, and many results in turn become new causes. Cause and effect are like the texture of a lush tree, intertwined and complex, intertwined and influencing each other, together forming an infinitely complex giant network that encompasses the entire normally operating world.

What Lin Zhenxi has to do now is to find the line related to "Saitama successfully reaching the surface of the meteorite" from this huge network composed of countless causal lines, and choose it as her own determined future.

Because Lin Zhenxi's wand was now connected to the metal dome, all the causes and effects related to it were highlighted. Although the number of related causes and effects was still as numerous as a ball of yarn scattered by a cat, compared to sorting out the web of cause and effect that supported the entire world, it was about as simple as addition and subtraction within ten.

Lin Zhenxi quickly found the thread that indicated Saitama's successful arrival among the causal threads she was holding. However, this thread was quite dim, its brightness almost 90% less than that of the surrounding basic causal threads.

Tsk, it seems that under normal circumstances, the probability of Saitama successfully reaching the surface of the meteorite is actually very slim. But it doesn't matter. Lin Zhenxi has already determined the future in which this cause and effect is established. By reversing the cause and effect, she has already determined the result that Saitama can reach the surface of the meteorite. So the twists and turns along the way are actually unimportant.

When Lin Zhenxi's hand grabbed the dim causal line, there was a loud "duang" sound in her head, as if someone had stuffed a huge bell into her head, making her dizzy and seeing stars. She even felt a heat in her nose, and two streams of blood flowed directly out of her nostrils.

At the same time, Lin Zhenxi felt his eyes becoming extremely sore and he couldn't help but want to close them. However, the solidification of the causal line hadn't been completed yet. If he closed his eyes now, all his efforts would be wasted. So Lin Zhenxi could only grit his teeth, endure the intense discomfort as if his eyes were being smoked by thick smoke, and force himself to mobilize a large amount of magic power to infuse the dim causal line in his hand.

As magic power was poured in, the brightness of the causal line changed rapidly, but Lin Zhenxi's eyes also began to change from soreness to pain. A large amount of tears were secreted from the tear glands and applied to the surface of the eyeball, making Lin Zhenxi's vision begin to become blurred.

Damn, what on earth is involved here? Why is it so difficult? Lin Zhenxi began to regret it, but now he could only bite the bullet and move on, secretly praying that his eyeballs wouldn't explode. While it wasn't impossible to repair it, the inconvenience of only being able to see the world through his soul's vision was enough to make Lin Zhenxi's scalp tingle.

Her potion knowledge was not very good, at least far worse than that of spells and mysticism. It was okay for her to make a vitality potion that overdrew energy, but when it came to making a potion that could repair limbs, especially delicate human organs like eyeballs, she was really afraid that she would drink herself into an alien after making it.

Rather than that, Lin Zhenxi would rather remain blind and wait for the things in this world to end. After returning to the main world, he would go back to the wizard's world and find the master of potions in that world to help him repair his eyes.

Fortunately, this worst-case scenario didn't materialize. Lin Zhenxi, pouring all her magic power into the causal line, finally lit up, establishing a fixed cause and effect that was "bound to happen." As the causal line lit up, Lin Zhenxi released the wand and the thread, clutching her eyes, which were already shedding tears of blood, and collapsed to her knees, visibly disfigured by the pain.

But it was all worth it because she succeeded.