Chapter 624: Dimension folding

Chapter 624 Dimension Folding
Finally it's the time agreed with Chu Siwen, to find Pan Mingming.
There are only two people in the office, Zhou Yang and Chu Siwen.
Plus meow meow.
Miao Miao and Zhou Yang have the same heart, which is the key to this dimensional folding.
In Zhou Yang's eyes, the operating methods issued by the system were still quite dangerous, so he needed Chu Siwen's help.
"Zhou Yang, do you really want to do this?" After Chu Siwen knew Zhou Yang's method, his face was incredible.
Zhou Yang nodded: "It's not that I want to do this, but this is the only way to find Pan Mingming."
"I still can't understand it, it's too illusory." Chu Siwen shook his head.
Zhou Yang has clearly explained Pan Mingming's current situation.
The consciousness that belongs to Pan Mingming is sandwiched between two spaces and cannot be released.
This statement sounds like a wandering soul described in feudal superstition, but Zhou Yang used extremely precise scientific language to describe it.
Chu Siwen couldn't accept it.
"The feeling you give me is like you are going to the underworld to find Pan Mingming's soul!" Chu Siwen spread his hands.
Zhou Yang smiled and said: "There is no underworld, and no soul. Pan Mingming is just a conscious spiritual body now, an existence that I am not sure about for the time being."
"Well... now that the matter is up, I can only listen to you." Chu Siwen can do nothing, "If something happens to you, I will call an ambulance as soon as possible."
"If you can't come back, I will hand over your letter to the relevant department, and I will not take it back!" Chu Siwen said.
"No problem!" Zhou Yang smiled.
"It's crazy!" Chu Siwen shook his head and sighed.
What Zhou Yang will do is beyond human imagination.
"Thank you, my safety is up to you." Zhou Yang smiled and got up, and walked to the empty seat in the middle of the office.
There is a huge basin, about 1.5 meters in diameter, filled with water, and a small iron chair.
Zhou Yang took off his shoes, rolled up his trouser legs, and walked into the basin barefoot.
The water didn't reach the middle of Zhou Yang's calf.
He sat on the chair and beckoned to Meow.
"Meow!" Meowing, he jumped onto Zhou Yang's leg, moved a few steps, leaned in between Zhou Yang's leg, and lifted his paw.
"Bring me the power supply." Zhou Yang said to Chu Siwen.
Chu Siwen still had an incredible expression on his face, walked out from behind the desk, walked to the wall, grabbed a thin cable with bare metal wires on the ground and handed it to Zhou Yang.
Then, Chu Siwen plugged the power end of the cable into the socket.
"Zizzi!"
Sparks burst from the exposed part of the cable, and Chu Siwen stepped back in shock.
Zhou Yang held the cable with one hand and touched Meow Meow with the other, and said softly: "Mow Meow, please!"
"Meow!"
Zhou Yang stretched the sparking cable directly into the water.
"Zizi!"
"Flap. Pop. Pop!"
The office short-circuited momentarily.
Zhou Yang let out a roar, his body turned red and glowing in an instant.
In the next second, everything is over.
Chu Siwen immediately unplugged the power and rushed to Zhou Yang.
One person and one cat, all eyes open.
But there is no look in his eyes, like a wax figure.
Chu Siwen stretched out his hand and gently touched Zhou Yang's face.
There is temperature, flexibility, and it should be fine.
She took a long breath.
What does this world look like?
Chu Siwen adjusted the alarm clock of the watch to 30 minutes, pressed the timer, then turned and looked out the window, unable to calm down for a long time.
...
Zhou Yang has never experienced this feeling.
His body didn't weigh a single bit, and he moved forward with an indescribable super fast speed.
Is this the feeling of spiritual tourism?
In the operation manual issued by the system, Miaomiao will act as a coordinate to guide Zhou Yang to the gap between the two spaces.
Pan Mingming's body of consciousness drifts in the cracks, never stopping.
Zhou Yang couldn't distinguish up, down, left, and right.
He seemed to get into a cloud of mist and could not see the way forward.
But ahead, a bright spot is moving fast, that is Meow's mental body.
"Is the ultimate goal of human beings really to get rid of the shackles of the flesh?" Zhou Yang asked himself.
A good male was improper, and he immediately entered the scope of philosophy.
Even Zhou Yang himself felt that the span was too large and he couldn't bear it.
Finally, Zhou Yang "sees" the front clearly.
There seems to be a wall across the road ahead.
Zhou Yang rushed forward for a while, and suddenly became clear again.
At this moment, he seemed to be a dust suspended in a vacuum.
Immediately afterwards, countless complicated information washed over, drowning his spiritual body.
All kinds of languages, all kinds of things, all kinds of emotions... Zhou Yang seemed to have walked into a super lively free market. His ears were buzzing and noisy, but he couldn't hear anything.
Zhou Yang understood immediately.
The gap in this space should be far more than Pan Mingming alone.
"Pan Mingming, do you hear?" Zhou Yang's mental body sent a signal.
no respond.
Zhou Yang boldly continued forward.
The surrounding environment became more and more noisy, and Zhou Yang was even a little confused.
He felt that he had lived here since he was born.
I really want to return completely!
wrong!
Zhou Yang suddenly woke up.
He was almost assimilated.
"Pan Mingming, your mother Pan Yueting asked me to come to you!" If the mental body can also make a sound, Zhou Yang's current voice is enough to shake the entire space.
Finally, a faint response came to him.
A group of unexplainable shapes floated in front of Zhou Yang.
The other party seemed to yell at something, and it seemed to be explaining something.
But it's a pity that Zhou Yang didn't understand at all.
There is no casual communication between the spiritual body and the spiritual body.
Zhou Yang was disappointed.
For Zhou Yang, this communication method is very dangerous.
He cannot "come over" again and again.
The other party seemed anxious and sent a lot of information.
There is a picture that makes Zhou Yang sober instantly.
That was the moment when Pan Mingming was in a car accident, from her main perspective.
A red car with a glowing red driver in the cab.
The next moment, the driver seemed to notice Zhou Yang's existence and turned his head slightly.
Zhou Yang's mental body was quickly withdrawn.
It was suddenly dark.
"Uh!" Zhou Yang took a deep breath.
Found Chu Siwen with an anxious look on the opposite side.
"You are finally back!" Chu Siwen slumped to the ground, clutching his chest, "I almost called an ambulance."
Zhou Yang lowered his head and glanced, Meow Meow on his knees also opened his eyes and stretched out.
Zhou Yang slowly stood up and stepped out of the basin, sinking into a chair with exhaustion.
"How is it?" Chu Siwen asked softly.
"Some gains!" Zhou Yang's voice was a little hoarse, "Go to the police station as soon as possible and find out about the person who killed Chu Siwen."