Extra - Zone's Bizarre Adventure (Part 1)

Number of transmission personnel: 1

Transmission channel has been constructed...

Descendant body has been constructed...

Soul digitization has been completed...

Countdown to start the inter-universe transmission device, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1, transmission begins!

The membrane that separates the universe from the universe is completely unknowable, invisible, and incomprehensible to ordinary people. However, even this kind of thing comparable to a black box is just a minor trouble that makes people feel a little headache in front of zone, who is almost omnipotent.

Before, he had never thought about things outside the world, and when an interesting soul crossed the world and came to him because of a tiny possibility of almost 0, zone, who had gained new knowledge, also tried to turn his attention to that new universe.

Physics, chemistry and other knowledge of the world are the same no matter which world, while art, literature and other flowers produced by human wisdom bloom with different brilliance due to different histories. And this brilliance that is completely different from his own world is exactly what zone longs to see.

"Without practice, there is no right to speak. No matter how much knowledge of the other world you get from that kid, as long as you haven't really experienced it, you can't really understand that wisdom. Antinomi, Paradox, and Aporia, I'll trouble you to take care of it from now on."

After saying this to his three companions, Zone resolutely embarked on the road to another universe.

After lying in the transmission cabin, after his consciousness seemed to have only experienced a short moment, Zone felt his existence again.

First, the nerves and eyeballs were connected, allowing him to see the somewhat turbid nutrient solution, then the muscles and skin grew, and the sense of touch was re-perceived by the brain, followed by the sense of smell, taste, and hearing...

After just over ten minutes, a pair of somewhat old but powerful hands opened the hatch of the culture cabin, and the naked zone stood up from the culture solution that had exhausted nutrients and walked out.

"The activity of the wandering particles is 0, and moment cannot be used. This is really bad news, but fortunately the nuclear reactor is still working, so it is not impossible to return due to insufficient energy..."

Glancing at this laboratory built by the autonomous machine in advance, looking at the densely packed display screens, zone roughly guessed the basic information of this world. The underlying structure is roughly the same as his own world, but some unique elements of his own world have been stripped away.

It took about half a month to localize the series of technologies he brought. After a long absence, zone opened the door of the laboratory and saw the sun again.

In front of him was a somewhat busy street-of course, zone's laboratory could not be built openly on the street, but in a subspace that has not been developed yet. The rectangular thing in the corner of the laboratory is more like a teleporter than a "door".

At this moment, zone, who was about to start his social survey, wore a somewhat wide fisherman's hat, which suppressed his crab head hairstyle that was obviously different from others.

The golden trace on his face had been hidden, and he also wore a mask on his mouth to follow the local customs. He was wearing a plaid shirt, which looked ordinary. Except for the card box hanging on his waist, he was almost the same as the old man who came here to travel.

Zone, who had already observed in advance, would certainly not make the mistake of "wearing interstellar armor in the medieval world" and making himself out of place. That would not be any good for his investigation.

Walking on the orange-red sidewalk, zone carefully observed the pedestrians around him. Because this world is equivalent to a parallel world with his own world, the position of the star system and the earth remains unchanged, and naturally they have developed almost the same calendar. And now it is November, Sunday.

Perhaps it is a day of rest, zone did not see people rushing. It is for this reason that zone can observe the people here more carefully.

Architectural style, eating habits, clothing, language style... These are all aspects of culture, and they are also the objects of zone's observation. After roughly understanding the culture here and matching the information he collected, zone needs to have a deeper understanding, that is, to talk to the residents here.

However, this step made zone a little difficult. Of course, it was not an emotion like shyness. Although he had communicated with only a few of his companions during the years in the Holy Ark Cradle, Zone was, after all, another "immovable wandering star". He had no fear of communicating his inner thoughts with words.

What made Zone feel awkward was that the people on the street did not have the luxury of "talking to a strange old man".

Although the sun shining on the earth was warm, people seemed to be in a hurry, ignoring the natural beauty and walking towards their destination without hesitation.

If he randomly found a person in a hurry to communicate, he would definitely be rejected without hesitation. With this thought in mind, Zone continued to wander aimlessly on the street. Until he passed a store, he stopped.

This is a store called Champion Card Shop. Card shops that were once ubiquitous in the Zone world are extremely rare here. Through the window, you can see that on one side of the card shop, there are several pink paper boxes, which seem to be pre-assembled, and on the other side, there are two large posters, one with a red giant and the other with a blue mermaid.

"Duelers from this world?"

Muttering in a low voice, Zone pushed open the door.