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Chapter 1: The Ball Changes, the Newborn World!


In the courtyard, a young man is wielding a hammer to hit a red-hot steel ball.

In the distance is parked the shell of a small civil airliner that is about to be completed.

The young man's name is Fang Yuan, and during this time, he has always seen someone on the Internet build an airplane by himself, and then spread it on the Internet.

Who doesn't love being famous?

So Fang Yuan also used his savings to buy a lot of materials from the Internet, and used his ancestral iron-striking technology to modify it slightly, planning to build an airplane, and he also made a fire.

However, Fang Yuan found that the balls needed for the wheels of the aircraft to take off and land were too demanding, and the wear resistance of the ones bought online was too poor.

So he had a whim, anyway, he could buy good steel, why not make strong and wear-resistant steel balls by himself?

So there is now Fang Yuan's wasteful iron, and five steel balls have been laid next to it, each of which is the size of a ping-pong ball, very sleek, just like a machine.

Now Fang Yuan is building the sixth ball, which is almost complete.

After continuous building, he feels that his iron-striking skills have improved a lot, and many small details can be created perfectly.

"When ......"

Another hammer went down, and the reddened steel ball did not move, but at this moment, Fang Yuan suddenly had a wonderful feeling, as if the lines inside the steel ball were connected by this hammer.

"Delusion, huh?"

Fang Yuan shook his head and smiled, and was about to continue beating, when suddenly a sudden change occurred.

I saw that the steel ball suddenly emitted a colorful glow, and Fang Yuan's eyes narrowed.

However, this phenomenon only lasted for a second, and all the colorful glows disappeared, as if in a dream.

"What's the situation?

Are you too tired to hallucinate?

Fang Yuan was shocked, and the hammer he raised was still in mid-air, not falling for a long time.

At this time, Fang Yuan was surprised to find that the steel ball, which was still red and hot just now, had cooled down and become dark at this time, and the temperature seemed to have dropped many times in an instant.

And I don't know if it's an illusion, he actually feels that he has a strange connection with this steel ball, just like the steel ball is an extension of his own limbs.

"Snap ......"

Fang Yuan was so shocked that he threw the hammer, thinking that he was sick.

But that special connection is so real that even if you close your eyes, you can sense the presence of the steel ball.

After settling down, Fang Yuan forced himself to calm down, and put the steel balls in the cold water sink with iron tongs, but there was no white mist as usual, so he was sure that the temperature had really dropped, so he took out the steel balls and put them in his hands.

At the moment when Fang Yuan picked up the steel ball, his head slammed, and then he seemed to see a gray space.

"Damn, what's going on?"

Fang Yuan was taken aback, but the next moment his gaze returned to normal, and his expression was suspicious.

"What the hell is going on today, always hallucinating?"

Fang Yuan was very worried, didn't he have schizophrenia?

"Huh, what's going on?

The weight of this steel ball ......"

After coming back to his senses, Fang Yuan was surprised to find that he couldn't feel the weight of the steel ball.

To be exact, he could feel the weight of the ball, but strangely, the weight of the ball did not act on his hand.

It's an amazing feeling, it's hard to describe.

The steel ball the size of a ping-pong ball has become more condensed because it has been beaten many times, so it seems not to be big but weighs a kilogram, but it is as light as a feather in Fang Yuan's hands.

"I need to calm down!"

Fang Yuan hurriedly put down the steel ball, went to wash his face and came back, and picked up the steel ball again after making sure that he had calmed down.

It is still as light as a feather, and you can feel the weight of the steel ball, but the weight does not act on your hands.

It's really surprising that this is far away, it's simply unscientific!

"It's not a dream, the gray space I saw before that......"

As soon as Fang Yuan thought about it, that strange space appeared in front of him again, it seemed that his consciousness had entered the mysterious space, and his eyes suddenly widened.

"My God, did I inadvertently create the legendary space treasure?"

Fang Yuan's heart was surging and difficult to suppress.

After calming down a little, he found that this gray space was simply pitiful, only about one cubic meter.

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Through the magical connection with the steel ball, Fang Yuan felt that he could put things from the outside world in and out as he wanted.

"This is really a space treasure, it really exists?!"

Fang Yuan was very surprised, and after withdrawing his consciousness from the mysterious space, he tried to fill it with something.

With a wave of his hand, the hammer used to strike iron disappeared out of thin air and appeared in the gray space.

With another wave of his hand, the hammer reappeared.

After many tests, it was found that the space inside the steel ball did not seem to have time flowing, what was it when it was put in, what it was when it came out, and even the temperature remained the same.

"This is the strongest holding furnace!"

Fang Yuan was amazed, and then he had a whim, I don't know if he can put a living creature in?

You must not be able to enter casually, otherwise it will be over if something happens, and of course you can't get others in, and it is not a trivial matter to kill someone.

Fang Yuan searched in the courtyard, and finally found an earthworm and put it into the ball space.

At first, there was no movement, but gradually Fang Yuan saw that the earthworm began to struggle, and after five minutes, it died completely and never moved again.

"Sure enough, the living creatures can't survive in it, probably because there is no air."

Fang Yuan guessed like this, and suddenly he was stunned, and found that at the moment when the earthworm died, there was something more in the ball space.

That kind of thing seemed to be all over the ball space, but it seemed to be in a special space independent of the gray space, Fang Yuan didn't know what it was, but he could sense that it seemed to be able to perfect the ball space.

It's a pity that there are too few things produced by the death of earthworms, so Fang Yuan easily put them into the ball space with a single thought, and didn't find any changes.

"Because it's too little?"

Fang Yuan looked surprised and decided to get some more creatures to try it in.

At that moment, he didn't make airplanes anymore, so he directly picked up his mobile phone and dialed a number, ordering some earthworms at an earthworm farm in a nearby county.

After making the call, in order to confirm whether other creatures could also produce that kind of thing after dying in the ball space, Fang Yuan caught some ants and mosquitoes and other small insects and put them into the ball space.

It turned out that as long as it is a living thing, after dying in it, it will produce that kind of strange thing, but there are too few things produced by the death of an insect.

Combined with the special connection with the ball, Fang Yuan could know that that kind of thing was absorbed by the ball space when the creature died in the ball space, but he could be sure that it was definitely not the so-called soul.

"Let's call it the Origin."

Fang Yuan gave that kind of thing a name.

Soon the earthworms were delivered, a box, fifty catties, twenty yuan a catty, that is, a thousand yuan.

After the delivery left, Fang Yuan couldn't wait to put all the earthworms into the ball space, almost filling the space.

Perhaps because of the moisture, it took more than ten minutes for all the earthworms to die.

Finally, after all the earthworms died, a drop of the origin inside the ball condensed, just like a liquid, but Fang Yuan knew that it was not a liquid, it was just a form of existence.

Without hesitation, Fang Yuan directly injected that drop of origin into the gray space.