The first person to discover these "outsiders" was an ordinary experimenter. He was receiving a parameter at the time, but for some reason, the laser sensor on his hand could not receive the signal. This phenomenon often occurred in previous experiments. It was usually because someone blocked the positioned laser line, so the solution was very simple. The experimenter was a little impatient and shouted in the consciousness network: "Who should pay attention, don't block the light ≥-Shu_Book("

There were several people in the consciousness network accustomed to apologize, regardless of whether they were talking about them or not. In short, everyone who heard them subconsciously adjusted their positions, but the problem has not been solved. After waiting for a while, the experimenter really didn't have the patience to wait for people to "consciously", so he quickly contacted the backend staff. In this plane world, each laser emitter comes with a distance measurement function, so it is clear at a glance where "blocking" appears on the computer.

The experimenter had no magic authority - although his job was to study magic, he was relatively slow. While controlling the jet direction of the air storage backpack, he slowly moved towards the target area.

In the four-dimensional world, even the experimenter who deals with all day long often gets lost. Even if he seems to be walking a straight line, the experimenter needs to stop and check the coordinates every time he passes through several planes. Fortunately, the target area is not far away, and not long after, he sees the culprit in the distance - in the experimenter's field of vision, they are just a few small points.

Since he saw it, the experimenter did not plan to go up and say it - in a gravity-free environment, this would waste too much time, so he was going to say it directly on the consciousness network that as long as these people move their bodies away and let the laser shoot over, he will go back and measure the parameters.

But something wrong was that he said it three or four times in the consciousness network, but no one came out to admit it. Several colleagues came out and said, "It's not that they didn't wear communicators... I heard that the laboratory recently recruited a group of novices, all of whom had just immigrated because they said that the experiments here are dangerous..."

"Nonsense," said the experimenter, "the newcomers have been sent to the battlefield... I guess who is lazy to play games during working hours, and is working... I'm really not qualified... The people from the Supervision Department don't care, wait, don't talk, I'll report to the people from the Supervision Department..."

"Forget this little thing, just talk about it in person and knock him for a meal." A colleague said. In Carmel, because of the special and importance of the supervision department, all the behaviors involving the supervision department are strictly recorded, even if it is just a trivial couple quarreling or seeing dozens of dollars on the way. In order to prevent the inspectors from having too much power, these records can be publicly checked.

It is precisely for this reason that many Carmel people are afraid of dealing with the Supervision Department, because once recorded, it is equivalent to a stain that cannot be erased in a lifetime. In Carmel, the records of the Supervision Department are to some extent a person's credit file, because all Carmel's criminal interrogation will be checked at the memory level by the Supervision Department in order to prevent unjust, false and wrong cases. When Carmel said that when he went to the Supervision Department to report, the general nature is similar to the nature of "going to the court to sue you" on earth.

The experimenter had just waited for too long and was just complaining. After a few words from his colleagues, he didn't care too much. After all, it was a lot of trouble when the inspectors came, but he decided to go up and talk to them clearly. By the way, he also "educated" some basic rules that novices should follow in this project, such as the inability to block distance measurement lasers, which everyone was reminded before they came in - he didn't know, the time when he was hesitating about how to talk about this matter, and inadvertently saved his life.

Just as he was about to set off and move forward, he suddenly found that the originally flat plane had suddenly changed near the space where those people were staying - the "plane straight line" that could not see the edge at first glance disappeared, replaced by a mottled world like a broken mirror, full of contact surfaces. The black dots in the distance kept jumping back and forth near those planes with magic.

It took more than ten seconds before the experimenter could vaguely understand what was going on from the strange scene in front of him. These people were destroying the experiment!

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From Carmel's perspective, the experimenter's idea is indeed correct, but from the standpoint of several companions of Kincao, their original intentions are irrelevant to the word "destruction" - they open new planes next to these planes, so overlapping layers, just like a group of people in a maze trying to open up the situation by smashing the wall.

But in fact, the meaning of their doing this is very limited - the space is now covered with plane bubbles, and they quickly made the original order unrecognizable. It didn't take long for Jianhao and the others to find that not only did they not have the tendency to escape from the maze, but instead made things more complicated because of this mess.

Of course, they didn't know that at this moment, all Carmel's experimental personnel were ordered to retreat. Hundreds of magical special forces soldiers led by Carmo were carefully approaching the area where they were. The order they received was - to kill the emperors without any worries.

Several shovel members did not understand the meaning of their appearance here. For them, this was just another unexpected discovery, but for the earth, or for Carmel, it meant another huge variable in the war - the opening of the second battlefield. These shovel members did not dug through the earth, but dug up the plane passage from Carmel to other worlds.

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Jianhao didn't understand what four-dimensionality is. Of course, even if someone told him this, he could not understand the so-called concept of "dimensionality". In his eyes, the "cave" world is a completely different from the real world, because it is a world created by magic. Magic itself is mysterious, and its creation is of course impossible to be understood.

In the world of "cave", you can see the back, and you can see the bottom when you look up. This is the basic nature of ordinary space planes, but it is completely opposite to the senses in reality. The word "direction" itself is unavailable in the cave. In the empire, it has become the "basic pull" of every shovel. In the long-term "digging", the pick has been accustomed to accepting the pull and has never questioned the idea. But now, in this short "more than ten minutes", the pick feels that it has developed different ideas from the messy laser crossing each other like a spider web.

The purpose of these lasers is very obvious - it is obvious that the Earthlings are preparing to use them as a standard for measuring planes, and it can be seen that before they "destroy" the place, everything here is so organized, which shows that the Earthlings' idea is "feasible".

But the sharp pick has never understood why the earthlings use four colors as direction signs. Before being messed up here, he could only see three colors of lasers in all spaces. This is not difficult to understand, but the fourth type...

Jianhao felt that his thinking seemed to have touched something, but he was not very sure. After all, such an idea was really bold and unfounded - would the whole world have four directions?

The sharp pick stretched out his hand and looked blankly at the several light spots shot in the palm of his hand at the same time. He tried hard to rack his brains, but it was still hard to imagine such a scene - for a three-dimensional person, it was almost impossible, because the real four-dimensional exists outside the three-dimensional world.

If you give the sharp picks enough time and a group of mathematical experts behind the shovels as helpers, maybe one day in the future, they will truly understand the concept of "high-dimensionality", but there is no reality. More than ten minutes ago, this place was still a laboratory, but now, this place is already a battlefield for the Carmels.

A blue figure flashed quickly in front of him, and then disappeared like a ghost. The pickaxe covered his chest in pain, as if he wanted to protect something there, but he still failed - at this moment, his heart was like a broken engine, and a big hole was cut by Carmel's sharp ******. Blood was quickly filling his chest. His heart instinctively tightened and pulsed, but it could only bring unnecessary pain to the master.

The symptoms of blood loss became more and more obvious, and the vision of the Pincai gradually became blurred. The countless intertwined lights in front of him began to become hazy, turning into sheets like sunset clouds, and then they began to become darker and darker. The Pincai's last reason told himself that his end was at this moment - but he knew that their death was just the beginning, and later shovels would follow the direction they dug, and soon find this place, no matter who these enemies were, they would be destroyed.

This was a completely asymmetrical battle. Several defenseless shovel members accidentally entered a strange plane and could not even identify the basic direction. The opponents always grasped their positions. Although because of their unintentional trouble, the Carmel soldiers spent a lot of energy to find them, this was just a dozen more minutes.

This contact battle lasted only a few minutes in total. During the entire battle, the enemy was almost slaughtered one-sidedly and had no ability to resist at all. What was most impressive was their fighting style - in order to escape, everyone was digging like a hunted groundhog. If it weren't for the hasty time, most of them would not have time to "fill in" the way. In addition, Carmel's soldiers completely took the initiative, maybe a few of them would have escaped.

There are a total of ten corpses. Judging from their resistance, each of them is a spellcaster - but their combat attainments are not very high. Compared with the enemies encountered by soldiers on the battlefield, their magic skills are very poor, but their excavation level is indeed extraordinary, which also proves the other party's identity from the perspective of the situation.

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