"What did you find?" Chen Xing put down the cup and asked.
"It seems, it seems to be a space prop used for storage..." Arqiao Mu said uncertainly.
"Space props!" Chen Xing was shocked and stood up directly. In the red earth world, the number of space props is very rare. No matter what function they have, they can fetch a sky-high price. Even ordinary wealthy families may not own them.
Arqiao Mu picked up the tea cup with the hand wearing the bracelet, and made a "put it down" motion as if there was a cabinet in front of him.
Immediately afterwards, the cup disappeared into thin air.
"Oh my god, it's amazing!" Aqiaomu exclaimed, showing a childlike expression, and then made a "pick up" motion with his hand in the air, and the cup reappeared in his hand.
"Here, give me a try." Chen Xing was so excited that he even stuttered.
A Qiaomu hesitated for a few seconds, then took off the bracelet and handed it to Chen Xing. Chen Xing took it in his hand and tentatively injected spiritual energy into it.
"Zi la!"
A blue light glowed on the surface of the bracelet, and Chen Xing's hand involuntarily let go as if it had been burned. Fortunately, Aqiaomu was watching from the side and quickly caught the bracelet, which prevented it from falling to the ground.
"Oops, I forgot." Chen Xing said apologetically. He made a common sense mistake. Everyone's psychic energy has its own unique life mark, which is as unique as a fingerprint and has a very strong exclusivity. Arqiao Mu has already injected his own spiritual energy, and if he injects it again, it will be rejected. Unless the spiritual energy in the bracelet is exhausted, or the quantity and intensity overwhelm Arqiao Mu, it cannot be injected.
"If I break it, I'll just keep you company." Ah Qiaomu put on the bracelet again and said with a resentful expression, "You must be more than one..."
Chen Xing smiled and asked, "How big is the space?"
"Hmm..." Ah Qiaomu gestured up and down, left and right, as if the cabinet was right in front of her, "About two cubic meters."
"It's not small!" Chen Xing looked surprised. He took out the ring from his pocket and slowly injected spiritual energy into it.
This thing can greatly improve the weight-bearing problem, carry more things at one time, and even bring a wooden bed to sleep in the wild.
After injecting about twenty units of spiritual energy, the ring finally connected with Chen Xing, as if there was an invisible thread linking them together. Chen Xing could clearly feel the presence of the ring, as if it were part of his body, casual and natural. At the same time, he also felt a steady stream of spiritual energy flowing from his body to the ring, but the amount was very rare and almost negligible.
But then again, a little adds up, and you lose at least two to three units in a day. However, considering his spiritual sea talent, this consumption is still acceptable.
As the connection was made, Chen Xing thought, and a translucent "honeycomb cabinet" appeared in front of his eyes. They are all hexagonal holes, each about the size of a fist, and the total volume is about one cubic meter.
At the same time, he found that the flow rate of psychic energy increased dozens of times, as if a faucet was suddenly turned on and water flowed out. But it soon stopped and returned to the level of dripping water.
He tentatively put some things in, including water cups, teapots, kerosene lamps, and then bullets, firearms, compressed biscuits...
After a round of testing, his spiritual energy was almost exhausted, but he still had some control over the situation.
First of all, using this thing requires continuous consumption of psychic energy. Once the psychic energy is exhausted, things will fall out immediately.
Secondly, when opening the space, a certain amount of spiritual energy will be consumed, which is about one to two units depending on the amount of storage.
Third, he can change the storage grid of the storage space, but only in honeycomb shape. He can turn several small grids into one larger grid, but the limit is six. In other words, overly large objects cannot be placed. In addition, changing the size of the grid also requires psionic energy.
He drank a few bottles of small blue medicine and rested for more than half an hour. After his spiritual energy was almost restored, he began to test the next ring.
This ring belongs to Regel and is infused with psychic energy. It is almost the same as the previous ring, except that it has a few more grids, about 0.2 cubic meters, and is considered an enhanced version.
Chen Xing asked Ar Qiaomu and learned that the other party's storage space was also in a honeycomb shape, and the other conditions were the same. It seems a bit of a disadvantage, as the space between two rings is about the same as her one bracelet. But in fact, the ring is much smaller than the bracelet, inconspicuous, and can be used separately to reduce the consumption of psychic energy.
Opening the bracelet once requires three to four units of spiritual energy, which is undoubtedly a huge burden for A Qiaomu, whose spiritual domain is the lava mountain range. As long as they are sorted and sorted, Chen Xing's two rings are more practical than her one bracelet.
"bass……"
With a soft sound, a layer of fluorescent light appeared on the ancient bronze knife. Dazzling, as if it were real, the fluorescent blade extended outward by half a centimeter and was as thin as a cicada's wing, like a "blade of light". Ah Qiaomu gave a tentative chop and the water glass split into two instantly, and then with a "click", the coffee table also split into two halves.
Ah Qiaomu's eyes widened, as if he was shocked by the sharpness of the light blade. Chen Xing on the side was also dumbfounded, with ten thousand regrets in his heart. He would not have given it to her if he had known it.
Well, he still has the Witch King's treasure.
By comforting himself in this way, he finally regained some psychological balance.
Ah Qiaomu couldn't put it down, but after a while, the fluorescent light on the blade gradually faded away, and it turned back into an old and dull bronze sword. Although Aqiaomu didn't say anything, Chen Xing could guess that this thing was a big buffalo, and it quickly exhausted her spiritual energy.
Perhaps thinking of the situation in actual combat, Aqiaomu showed a disappointed expression. She is good at close combat and has very high requirements for psychic armor, which can be said to be a second life. Once the psychic energy is depleted, the armor disappears. Unless she can complete the kill within a short period of time, she will be in great danger.
Without psychic armor in melee combat, it is equivalent to a sniper without a sniper rifle, and most of it is useless.
I have to say that God is fair. Although the Lava Mountains have strong attack capabilities, they are far inferior to Linghai in terms of flexibility and fault tolerance. Especially at this stage, the role of the spiritual sea is even more obvious. Chen Xing estimated that Aqiaomu's mental power level would not exceed 25 points, while he had 60 points, which was simply the difference between the poor and the well-off.
Of course, if you are successfully promoted to the lord level and the role of mental power level is not so obvious, Linghai's disadvantages will be magnified. But no matter what, at this stage, he is holding the opponent's head firmly. As long as he is not attacked at close range, he is basically guaranteed to win.
Chen Xing put on two rings, opened the storage space, and put things into honeycomb grids of different sizes. The two rings are divided into combat supplies and living supplies to facilitate selection in different situations. Next time he goes on an adventure, he can travel light.
