The overwhelming vines rose from the ground.

They quickly cleaned up the group of people who had approached them because of the smell of blood. Even the garbage that had been piled up on this side was completely cleaned up from a hundred meters around the two of them.

Although the stench still lingered at the tip of their noses, it was much better than before.

There was no time for them to continue being picky.

Huaguo thought that the rest of the people would continue to rush forward like before.

She was prepared to use the vines to protect the two of them at all times.

However, unexpectedly, after she used the vines to warn them, the people who had been eyeing the two of them covetously and regarded them as lambs waiting to be slaughtered suddenly scattered. There was more or less a hint of fear on their faces.

"It's telekinesis."

"Telekinesis users."

Although the voice was soft, it did not affect her good hearing.

However, what exactly was telekinesis?

She subconsciously exchanged glances with the injured Wuji beside her. Both of them pursed their lips and did not speak.

Looking back at the time when the two of them had just entered this world.

The garbage piles on both sides were undulating. There were no houses in sight, but there were many "spare parts" with missing arms and legs.

Unlike the city they had come to before, the weather was unexpectedly cold.

Although it was not to the point where it would snow, judging from the surrounding air, it was definitely not summer.

Was it because the weather here had always been like this?

Or was it already winter here?

There were no green plants around, and the natives in the garbage pile subconsciously avoided them.

There was no source of information.

Huaguo and Wuji walked through the garbage with difficulty to avoid tripping on the debris on the ground. Through their connected ears, they could still vaguely hear the sound of the laboratory.

"It's the same garbage dump as the previous few times."

It was a little noisy, but soon, only a calm male voice could be heard. "This time, the data has been adjusted. It should be that the deviation value is not enough, causing the channel data to be slightly different. That's why we're at the garbage dump again."

This voice sounded like the man who had attacked her with a knife in the beginning.

Had the exploration mission been entrusted to him?

"Huaguo, Wuji, walk forward a little more and see if you can leave this garbage dump."

"Roger."

Having someone to help them come up with a suggestion was better than just the two of them wandering around aimlessly.

However, she didn't know if it was because she had crossed the boundary of the world, but there was always a sizzling noise coming from the earline. Huaguo waited for a while, and after confirming that she didn't receive any more instructions, she put the earline behind her ear.

The static noise was still there, but it was much smaller and within an acceptable range..

Leave the garbage dump?

All kinds of trash were piled up everywhere, and it was hard to tell that there were people living here.

However, as the two of them approached, they could see a few 'illegal buildings' at the bottom of the garbage mountain or in some corners. They were simple oil cans or cloth sheds that were so dirty that their original colors could not be seen clearly.

They were scattered all over the place, as if they were inhabited.

.....................

Huaguo, who hadn't fallen to the point where she had to pick up trash for a living, pretended not to see it and continued walking forward.

............

..................

. but the air was still as smelly as ever.

She did not see the edge of the garbage dump at all.

She wanted to find someone to ask about the situation here, but she looked at the people around her who were definitely not 'friendly'. She was also reminded of the things she had to pay attention to before entering the passage.

Huaguo still chose to walk down stubbornly. Wuji, who was behind her, secretly tightened her grip on the sword in her hand and looked around vigilantly.

Damn it.

This garbage dump was too strange, wasn't it?!

Far behind them, there were still a few figures following them. They had been watching them since the moment they appeared in the junkyard.

The three researchers who had disappeared before did not survive here for long. The instruments on their bodies had also disappeared. However, in those 15 hours, they had sent back a lot of images intermittently.

An unimaginably harsh living environment, ferocious natives, and an area that they could not see the edge of even after experiencing it firsthand.

Huaguo looked at her watch. They had been walking for almost 20 minutes.

Not only did they not see the edge, but they seemed to have gone deeper into the garbage dump.

However, when she raised her hand, the people on the other end of the instrument saw the hands on her watch. The people on the other end of the earline began to quarrel again. Although there was a time delay in the images sent back, the people on the other end of the earline must have reacted.

It was different from what they had imagined at the beginning.

The difference in the flow of time between the two worlds was bigger than they had expected at the beginning.

Perhaps it was because those people had just arrived in that world and had not had time to assimilate.

They could still vaguely receive information according to the time.

However, as they gradually assimilated into that world, the time difference between the two sides gradually became a tug of war.

No wonder.

It was no wonder that the images sent back by the previous experimenters were intermittent.

They had always thought it was because of the attack. Now it seemed that the time difference was also an important factor!

Moreover, it was not because of a mistake that they appeared in the garbage dump. It was because there was only a garbage dump here!

Once they accepted this understanding, they could understand it faster.

Why did all the previous subjects disappear so quickly?

They saw a group of people fighting for food and water again.

They watched two fights that they did not know the cause of. They saw that the two of them were gradually approaching the center of the garbage dump.

Huaguo and Wuji were very alert.

Because finally, people began to stand up one after another.

There were a few scars on his body. Although his clothes were old and tattered, his complexion and spirit showed that he was one of the few who looked good among the people in the circle.

They approached the two of them from four directions.

After all, Huaguo and Wuji's current appearance was indeed a little too eye-catching.

Not to mention their clean clothes, their fair and gentle appearance was out of place in the garbage dump around them.

This was already the most central position of this area. The two people who were approaching from the edge of the area were not any ability users, no matter how clean and beautiful they looked.

It was more likely that they were the 'expelled' who had just entered Meteor Street.

Children like this, who had not been tortured by Meteor Street, and who were good-looking, were the most favored by the district heads in the first few blocks.

Although they were slightly older than the ones who were usually sent there, judging by their appearance, they should be the best goods.

Instead of fighting for the food and water here, there were only a few that were not moldy and diseased.

A child like this could be exchanged for even more things.

Similar malice was not hidden in the eyes of the people who came. It was clearly visible.

"Lord Huaguo!

Retreat behind me! "

Although he had a brief contact with the laws of the modern world before, looking at the 'residents' here, he knew that it was different.

He took the lead to block Huaguo behind him, blocking the sight of the people who surrounded him. No longer thinking about retreating, Wuji's movements were very fast.

The bright blade slashed through the night, followed by the pungent smell of blood and the few inaudible low cries.

This was the first time.

Huaguo saw that Wuji in the middle of the battle had put away his youthful appearance. His eyes were cold and solemn, and his fighting style was completely like that of a bystander.

Perhaps because he was worried that he was behind him, Wuji did not kill.

The people who attacked him just now were like a decaying flower, with scattered petals lying all over the ground.

Although the smell of blood was strong, and the cries of pain were loud, those people were still alive.

"It's okay."

Although he did not take their lives, it did not mean that he could not teach them a lesson.

And as expected, after these people were defeated, the rest of the people who were still in a state of observing immediately scattered.

The creed of 'the strong is respected' was displayed to the extreme here.

"Are you okay?"

Usually, when he saw Wuji, he was obedient. This was the first time he saw him fight, and Huaguo could not deny that he was a little scared.

"Yes, it's okay."

Wuji shook off the blood on his sword and glanced around with a serious face, pursing his lips.

"Me!

Absolutely!

I have to use the power of luck to protect my master! "

With this belief, Wuji changed from his previous passive attitude, and in the posture of a protector, he waved his sword and opened a path in front of him, trying to find a way out.

At first, they were deceived by Wuji's appearance, but after suffering a loss, they secretly exchanged glances with each other.

The people who were originally scattered now gathered in twos and threes, as if they had formed a temporary team.

Their target was still the two people who were being watched.

For people like these who had just been exiled, as the outermost area, they had seen too many of them.

At first glance, it was obvious that they were used to living like princes in the outside world, holding the ridiculous idea that life was precious. Even if they attacked quickly, they would not kill.

At first, they thought that these two were weak prey.

They did not expect that they had some strength.

But, that was all.

With strength, it was easier to survive. Compared to prey that could be easily destroyed, those big shots might prefer this kind of more durable prey.

As they exchanged glances, they all targeted Huaguo, who was protected by Wuji behind him.

Beautiful, weak, and in need of protection.

But they did not expect.

It would be a telekinesis ability user.

They miscalculated.

Even if they were injured, the other party still seemed to care about the principle of not hurting people's lives. The few people who were originally just temporary cooperation scattered and fled.

The vines were still behind them, baring their fangs and brandishing their claws.

Telekinesis represented strength.

Even in Meteor Street, not everyone could develop telekinesis.

The remaining circle of passers-by, who originally wanted to take advantage of the situation, saw this and shrank back to what they thought was a safe corner one by one.

Very strong.

Retracting the vines, Huaguo stepped forward and grabbed Wuji's arm, which was pulled by a person who had rushed up just now.

The wound, which was still bleeding, was faintly black. It was poisonous.

"Wuji, aren't you Dao Jian?"

Subconsciously, he took out the backup all-purpose antidote from his pocket and handed it over while looking at the blood on the wound. Huaguo was a little stunned.

Dao Jian — — also had blood?

Wuji did not suspect anything and drank the antidote. Hearing this, he nodded a little blankly. "Yes."

Looking at the strange expression of the girl beside him, he asked, "Is there something wrong?"

"No." Huaguo narrowed his eyes and took out gauze and ointment from his backpack. "Let me help you bandage it."

It seemed that he could not leave this junkyard today.

He could still hear the shouting in the laboratory on the other end of the line through his ears. This time, the images transmitted back were clearer and more information was collected.

But for analysis, it was still too little.

Due to the difference in the flow of time, Huaguo could only hear intermittent sounds. Most of them were static noises.

Compared to the beginning, the noise was much louder and lasted much longer.

It seemed that after a while, she and Wuji would completely adapt to the flow of time in this world.

At that time, this communication device would be completely useless, right?

Already knowing that the flow of time in the two worlds was different, Huaguo had reason to infer that the flow of time in this world was faster.

Relatively speaking.

She subconsciously scanned the surrounding environment.

Even though the vines had cleaned it, it did not change the fact that it was still a junkyard.

Originally, she thought that she could go back in a month.

And she did not know how to leave this place.

Now, it seemed that she would have to endure for a long time.

Thinking back to the few battles she had just seen, thinking about the food in her warehouse and even the small world, Huaguo felt that she still had some confidence.

Not to mention other things, even if she only relied on the supplies in the warehouse, even if she ate with Wuji, she could survive for ten years before returning to her original body.

But when she thought about the mission she had set out for, it was better not to have such thoughts.

There was only one channel. It was a relatively stable channel that could be opened by choosing the weakest point based on the degree of fusion between the two worlds after precise measurements and countless experiments.

But that was only limited to opening a one-way channel.

Huaguo touched the small device around her neck that looked like a necklace.

'If the channel is opened in both directions, there won't be so many shackles.'

This was what Riyo had given her before they set out.

'Compared to being fixed at one coordinate point, using your position to re-establish the channel's connection is a better choice.'