Wen Le was boredly shoveling snow outside the cave, trapped here for five days.
On the first day, he slept in and the group of war profiteers spent the whole night discussing their plans to resume their old trade.
On the second day, they continued their enthusiastic discussion while Wen Le slept in again.
On the third day, they continued discussing.
On the fourth day, besides Han Ya who was still writing and drawing, everyone else was sick of the discussion and had nothing to do, occasionally helping Uncle Mo and Huang Yao prepare hot meals for the future journey.
On the fifth day, today, Wen Le looked around and gave a bitter smile. Everyone was so idle that they had come out to shovel the snow despite the harsh weather.
A large area had been cleared outside the cave entrance, with even two rows of snowmen standing guard on both sides, as if they were guarding the entrance.
“Young Master Wen, Uncle Mo is calling you,” Zhou Quan walked out of the cave and called out to Wen Le.
The wind and snow were too strong, even with a horn, they couldn’t hear each other from a distance.
“Oh,” Wen Le put away his shovel and followed Zhou Quan back.
The others were okay with the wind and snow, but Zhou Quan and Han Ya, who were thin and weak, were a bit shaky when they came out.
In the morning, a stronger gust of wind blew over and Zhou Quan was blown over, almost hitting a nearby snowman with his head, and he refused to come out after that, boredly conducting experiments on the poor little animals in the cave.
It was strange to say that Wen Le was even smaller than Zhou Quan, but he could stand firmly like Mount Tai as long as he was in high spirits. If mental power could form a protective layer and block the wind and snow, that would be great. But it was strange that the wind and snow were still greeting Wen Le’s face as usual. Wen Le thought to himself that mental power could even increase gravity, that was too much to handle, it was just a chicken rib among chicken ribs.
“Uncle Mo, Huang Yao, are you done? What’s next?” Wen Le skillfully put away a pile of disposable lunch boxes on the table.
These lunch boxes were scavenged from the unopened supermarket in M City. At that time, he hesitated whether to take those several large boxes or not, but now it seems that it was a wise decision to take them.
Uncle Mo waved his hand, indicating that Wen Le didn’t need to go out for ingredients anymore. After cooking for four days, he and Huang Yao felt nauseous at the smell of oil.
“Big Brother Wen Le, is there a farm in your space? So much meat and vegetables!” Li Yan curiously asked while holding his rabbit.
Since Zhou Quan started torturing small animals, Li Yan’s rabbit had not left his side, fearing that with a blink of an eye, his rabbit would be sent to the Western Heaven by that terrifying uncle.
“A farm? Yan Yan, you play too many games!” Huang Tao picked up his nephew and played with him. There were no other children for Li Yan to play with in the village, so Huang Tao bought a small game console for his nephew when he returned from M City, which had a standalone version of the farm game.
Having a space to store things would be nice, let alone a farm? That’s like a cheat in a novel! No one could have thought that there was really a farm in Wen Le’s space, not just a farm, but even a sea.
After Wen Le finished collecting things, he looked at Li Yan, who was giggling while being thrown up and down, and thought to himself: “Li Yan, you have really seen it all.”
Thinking of the farm, Wen Le’s eyes lit up. He threw out a sentence “you don’t need to find us” and ran out, pulling Xiao Wen to the other side of the mountaintop.
In his haste, he didn’t even notice that everyone was staring at him with wide eyes as he ran effortlessly on the snow.
Xiao Wen was almost trapped in the snow by Wen Le’s pulling and had to turn around and pull Wen Le to run quickly. They stopped only when they reached a place where the mountain cave couldn’t be seen, and with a “plop,” Xiao Wen fell into the snow.
Wen Le stared dumbfounded at Xiao Wen, who had fallen into the snowdrift, and then looked at himself standing firmly on the snow.
He calmly thought to himself: “Maybe dispersing my mental energy doesn’t increase gravity, but rather allows me to stand firmly on any point of support.”
Xiao Wen cleared a space in the snow for him to move around and raised his head, squinting threateningly at Wen Le, who was still standing on the snow and looking down at him.
Wen Le wisely jumped down and hurriedly took Xiao Wen’s hand, not even thinking about the new skill he had just discovered.
The next second, the two appeared in a beautiful scenery of mountains and lakes.
Xiao Wen stared wide-eyed at his surroundings. High mountains, the sea, golden rice fields, lush vegetable gardens, and grasslands filled with cows and sheep…
“Don’t tell me this is your space,” Xiao Wen said in shock, looking at Wen Le.
Wen Le grinned.
“Didn’t we discuss the origin of superpowers that day?” Xiao Wen asked dully, thinking back to Han Ya’s words the night before last.
Wen Le nodded.
The night before apocalypse, they had been bored and Zhou Quan, who was a doctor, had suggested a discussion on the origin of superpowers.
Everyone chimed in, and in the end, they unanimously agreed with Han Ya’s explanation.
According to Han Ya’s understanding, superpowers were caused by a virus invading the human body, causing genetic mutations that made the body more in tune with nature, able to resonate with similar forms in nature, resulting in the appearance of elemental superpowers such as the Five Elements and even wind-based and lightning-based powers.
Xiao Wen’s speed power was due to the decrease in air resistance after being more in tune with nature.
As for Wen Le’s mental power, it was not due to resonance with a particular element in nature, but rather a resonance with nature as a whole.
The appearance of the space was due to mastering the time-space cracks that humans cannot detect after this resonance. As for those who turned into zombies, they lost their vitality due to being unable to withstand the genetic mutations.
Although there was no scientific basis, everyone felt that Han Ya’s analysis was very reasonable. Even Wen Le couldn’t help nodding, admiring Han Ya’s brain. What kind of thinking process could match the guesses of scientists a year after the apocalypse?!
“Is space created by space cracks?” Wen Le nodded, and Xiao Wen recalled what Han Ya said at the time.
Wen Le continued to nod. This was a conjecture jointly reached by several top surviving scientists in the world a year after the apocalypse. It was estimated that it was not far from the truth.
Xiao Wen, seeing Wen Le still nodding, couldn’t help but grit his teeth. “Do you remember he said space cracks, not time travel?!”
Wen Le shrank his neck, wanting to explain but unable to do so.
The space of a mental ability user was really a space crack, with a fixed size and static time. His original space was like that too. Who knew how he became a small world after reincarnation?!
Xiao Wen sighed and saw Wen Le’s hesitant expression. He began to reflect on himself.
Everyone agreed with Han Ya’s inference, and Wen Le was the most approving. Maybe in Wen Le’s dreams, other mental abilities were really as speculated. As for Wen Le’s own space, he probably couldn’t explain it himself. Moreover, his space was much better than those space cracks.
Xiao Wen squinted and remembered that night in Li’s village when Wen Le suddenly took out a live sheep and countless chickens. If it was really a space crack, those things would have died long ago. No wonder when Han Ya mentioned mental abilities the night before, he looked at Wen Le meaningfully. However, no one else remembered.
“Have you dreamt of other mental ability users?” Xiao Wen pulled Wen Le towards the stone villa on the other side. If it weren’t for the fact that the villa was obviously made of stone, he would have suspected that Wen Le had put his own villa inside it. Except for the different texture, the style and size were exactly the same.
“I have, and it’s the same as Han Ya’s inference.” Wen Le had experienced that kind of space himself, and later he had met other mental ability users in the base. Except for the space size, which was related to the level of the ability, everything else was the same.
Xiao Wen thought Wen Le meant he had seen them in his dreams, so he didn’t think much of it, but he gave a serious warning.
“Be more careful when taking things in the future, and don’t take living things again.” Fortunately, only Han Ya had thought of it, even he had forgotten. When they got back, he would remind the others not to forget, but for Yin Chengyang, whose brain was useless, it was another story.
“Okay.” Reminded by Xiao Wen, Wen Le also remembered that night in Li’s village. At that time, they were all trustworthy people, so they didn’t try to conceal it. But in the future, they couldn’t be so bold.
“This villa…”
“When there’s space, there’s space. I don’t know how it’s like my home,” Wen Le shrugged, pulling Xiao Wen to sit on a lounge chair outside the villa. He reached out and two cans of drinks appeared on the table.
Although he felt that freshly squeezed juice tasted better, he could easily move objects in space, but he couldn’t just think of fruit and have it squeeze itself into juice. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have to wait for Xiao Wen to help him harvest rice.
Just thinking of making rice self-dehusk by using his mind? That would be too amazing.
One cannot be too greedy in life!
“When did you develop mental abilities?” Although Wen Le was in a coma with him, space had appeared long before that.
“I developed mental abilities at the same time as you,” Wen Le said strangely.
Xiao Wen had woken up a few seconds earlier than him, so how could he forget now?
Xiao Wen was stunned. “You had space first?”
Wen Le then understood Xiao Wen’s meaning and nodded. “I don’t know why I had space first. Mental abilities developed at the same time as you.”
Xiao Wen frowned. Why was it that everything with Wen Le seemed to defy common sense?
First, he had space, then his friend informed him about the apocalypse, and after collecting supplies, he dreamed about the apocalypse. Finally, he developed psychic abilities. If they were in the apocalypse and couldn’t survive, even God would strike him down.
“If anyone asks, just say that you only developed space after the apocalypse. I’ll remind them later,” Xiao Wen said.
“Okay,” Wen Le nodded obediently. He didn’t want to be sliced and researched by anyone.
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