All realms have enabled me to achieve the Great Dao.

In the world of Out of Control, a person is about to jump into a hole when suddenly the ground shakes, and the others are so frightened that they run away.

Not long after the group ran away, the area where the cave entrance was located collapsed.

"Luckily we didn't go in, otherwise we would have been buried alive."

The group felt a surge of relief.

They didn't know that their opportunity had been taken away, but that wasn't necessarily a bad thing.

In the movie, after gaining superpowers, the characters let themselves go. Andrew and Steve couldn't control themselves, causing their superpowers to go out of control. In the end, Andrew was stabbed to death by his cousin with a spear, Steve disappeared, and only his cousin Matt survived unharmed.

Inside Zhou Yongcheng's mansion in the world of Zhengyang Gate, he had been lying unconscious on the floor of the room for almost a day.

When Zhou Yongcheng regained consciousness, he felt weak, his brain was in pain, and he was extremely hungry. He didn't know how long he had been unconscious.

After sitting on the ground for a while to catch his breath, Zhou Yongcheng quickly returned to the real world.

He checked the time; it was already past midnight. He hadn't expected to be unconscious for so long. No wonder he felt so hungry.

He was most worried about whether he had stored the super-powered crystal in his storage space.

He looked at his storage space and immediately breathed a sigh of relief. He had put the super energy crystal inside, but to his surprise, the storage space seemed to have grown larger, with its length, width, and height all doubling in size.

If the storage space used to be one meter long, wide, and high, now it has become two meters long, wide, and high. How did this happen? Could it be that the super crystal made the storage space bigger?

The super crystal didn't disappear, which puzzled Zhou Yongcheng. He tried not to think about it, but it gave him a headache.

Entering the bathroom, Zhou Yongcheng stood in front of the mirror and looked at himself, covered in blood. He endured his hunger, took off his clothes, tidied himself up briefly, and left the hotel without even taking a shower. He was just too hungry.

Although it was the early hours of the morning, there was a noodle shop that was open 24 hours a day. He ate several bowls of noodles, leaving the shop assistant dumbfounded. It was the first time he had ever seen someone eat so many noodles.

After eating the noodles, Zhou Yongcheng returned to the hotel satisfied, but he still felt a little weak, probably due to excessive blood loss. He would need to eat something to replenish his strength in the next few days.

Sitting in a chair in the room, Zhou Yongcheng shook his head; his brain still ached a little.

Keep in mind that he lay his entire body on the super crystal, undergoing the most intense development of the super crystal.

Zhou Yongcheng looked at the pen on the table, and a thought popped into his head: he wanted to test whether his telekinesis had awakened.

To his surprise, the pen on the table actually started to move, albeit only a tiny bit. This was a good omen.

He tried to lift the pen with his telekinesis, but a sharp pain shot through his brain. It seemed his telekinesis was still too weak and he needed to practice more often, slowly absorbing the energy from the super-powered crystals stored in his body to improve his telekinesis.

Zhou Yongcheng had been in a coma for a day, and although it was early morning, he couldn't fall asleep.

So he sat in the chair and practiced telekinesis, hoping to reach the point where he could fly with his telekinesis as soon as possible, which would be really cool.

Before he knew it, dawn had broken, and Zhou Yongcheng stopped practicing.

He tidied himself up and put his bloodstained clothes into his storage space. He couldn't leave these things in the hotel; he wouldn't know how to explain if the hotel staff called the police.

After leaving the hotel, Zhou Yongcheng drove on the road, heading out to settle his accommodations.

He is constantly traveling between other worlds, and the places he lives in cannot be too crowded; the houses should ideally be detached.

Zhou Yongcheng first looked at villas, but the villas weren't good either, as they were too close together.

Tonghuai City is only a prefecture-level city, and there are very few villa areas, none of which satisfied Zhou Yongcheng.

After viewing the last villa area, Zhou Yongcheng was about to get into his car and leave when the real estate agent spoke up.

"Sir, I don't know what your requirements are for your accommodation. Please tell me and I will keep an eye out for a suitable place for you."

Zhou Yongcheng thought for a moment and said, "I need a quiet place to live, and not too many people. This villa area is too dense, so I don't really like it."

The salesperson thought for a moment and said, "Sir, what do you think of the top floor? It's a duplex, and there's usually only one unit on the top floor."

"A duplex?"

Zhou Yongcheng never thought that living on the top floor would be nice.

"Yes, a duplex. A duplex isn't much smaller than a villa."

"Is there a separate elevator leading to the duplex?" Zhou Yongcheng asked.

If I have to share an elevator with other people, I'd rather not. There are so many people living on high floors, so I'd rather not.

"No, the elevators are all shared."

"Then forget it, let's not even consider a duplex."

After Zhou Yongcheng finished speaking, he got into the car and left. The salesman felt it was a pity, as he didn't have any suitable properties available. The man who had just left was clearly a hidden tycoon, and he knew he wouldn't make any money from him.

Zhou Yongcheng inquired about almost every property development, but found no suitable place.

Zhou Yongcheng didn't consider the city; the places he looked at were mostly far from the city center and not densely populated with buildings.

The main problem is that Tonghuai City has changed too much. When he was in high school, he was basically active in one district and wasn't very familiar with other places. Over the years, the places he used to be familiar with have now become unfamiliar.

I drove around the outer ring of the city but couldn't find a suitable place.

He drove his car to the area where the warehouse was rented and found a real estate agency. Since there were no suitable properties available, he figured a real estate agency should be able to help. He hadn't thought of agencies before, but now he could ask one.

Upon entering the agency, Zhou Yongcheng was greeted by a man in his thirties.

"Sir, what do you need?"

"I'm looking for a quiet place that I can move into right away. You don't need to worry about the price."

The salesperson knew that the customer was not short of money. He thought about the customer's requirements: quiet, which meant a remote location was fine; ready to move in, which meant fully furnished, not a bare-bones apartment; and no price concerns, which meant the price of the apartment was no problem.

"Sir, do you have any requirements regarding the age of the house?"

"The house just doesn't have to be too old."

“There is a place that suits you. It is a private villa with a large area. The owner has listed the house with our agency for more than a year and it has not been sold.”

The salesperson drove Zhou Yongcheng to the private villa, which was located in a somewhat remote area, within the outer ring road.

The villa is built at the foot of a small hill, surrounded by walls. The house faces south and occupies a considerable area. The salesperson said that the original owner built this villa to retire here, so the area is quite large, more than 1,000 square meters.

The house is nestled against a small hill, which is covered by a bamboo forest. Zhou Yongcheng fell in love with the place as soon as he saw the bamboo forest on the hill.

There are also some bamboo trees on the left and right sides of the house. Judging from the variety, they are the same as the bamboo forest on the back mountain. They must have been transplanted by the homeowner himself.

The house is in the Chinese style, with a courtyard structure. The left and right wing rooms are two stories high, and the main building is also two stories high.

The second floor is interconnected, with only half of the two side rooms being living quarters and the other half being a platform.

The roof of the house is covered with glazed tiles, which looks quite beautiful.

The house was quite nice, and Zhou Yongcheng liked it very much, but he couldn't understand why the owner wanted to sell it.