A Mouthful of Sky-high Fried Rice, Lao Tang Apprenticed on the Spot

Grabbing the ring that was flying in the air, Li Yi was a little excited.

I didn't expect these seemingly useless mist to have such a miraculous effect!

But think about it, whether it is a wooden monument or an eight-sided monument, the time flow rate in their internal space is hugely different from reality.

After an hour in the real world, a year can pass in the monument space, which is equivalent to 1:8760.

And if the blood dose is increased, this ratio can be exaggerated even more.

As the cornerstone of the space where the wooden tablet and the eight-faced tablet are located, these fogs obviously cannot be mortal things.

It's just that he hasn't discovered the usage of these mist until today.

But compared with the wooden monument and the eight-faced monument, the ratio of the time flow rate that the fog can provide is much weaker, only 1:20.

However, when there is no way to enter the dream space, it is already very good to have a 1:20 effect.

Li Yi was very satisfied with this.

However, compared to the effect of time flow, Li Yi had endless doubts and curiosity about the endless space of the stele behind him.

He had suspected before that there should be other areas behind the eight-sided monument space, but there was no evidence.

But now his guess has been thoroughly confirmed.

Raising his hand to press the seemingly solid fog wall, looking at the boundless monument behind him, Li Yi was thoughtful.

The monuments are tall or low, wide or narrow, large or small, with different materials, and even more strange shapes.

Li Yi even saw animal bones inserted on wooden stakes and a huge pyramid-shaped stele in it.

Looking at those monuments one after another, Li Yi secretly guessed in his heart.

Perhaps those steles, like the wooden steles and eight-faced steles, contain all kinds of skills.

Does that pyramid-shaped stele contain mummification techniques?

Originally, Li Yi thought that in this mysterious dream space, there should only be the skills of Chinese civilization.

But now it seems that it is obviously not in line with his expectations.

If those steles really contain the skills of various civilizations from all over the world, then this forest of steles should be called a treasure of human civilization's skills.

Pressing the fog wall behind the eight-faced stele, Li Yi wanted to go through the fog wall and go to the rear.

After the fog wall became transparent, he could see that behind the eight-faced stele was a square stele in the shape of a palace lantern. It also had eight faces, but each face had a different pattern, which was spinning slowly.

However, even if he exhausted all his strength, he could only press in to a depth of one inch, just like what he encountered when he first entered the wooden tablet space and wanted to penetrate the fog wall and came to the eight-faced tablet space.

After pressing it twice and finding that there was no way to pass, Li Yi gave up trying.

Afterwards, he turned around and took the strip of silk that he had brought in, untied it and shook it apart, took out one, and weaved it together.

Trying to shorten the time required for bamboo weaving is the real purpose of his attempt this time.

Soon, under Li Yi's weaving, an exquisite safety buckle appeared in his hand.

The whole body of this safety buckle is made of a complete golden bamboo thread. Although it looks a bit plain, it feels very warm and smooth in the hand, and feels good.

Weaving safety buckles with a piece of bamboo thread is the basic operation of a bamboo craftsman. Li Yi didn't stop, but started weaving one after another.

He wanted to test how long this time flow rate change effect could last.

When he made up the fifth safety button, the blood around him suddenly began to fade.

The fog wall, which had become bright red and transparent like a ruby, also returned to a hazy state, blocking all the space behind the stele.

As far as Li Yi could see, there were only two spaces, the wooden stele space and the eight-faced stele space.

Straightening up, Li Yi looked thoughtfully at the foggy wall that had returned to its original shape.

Immediately, with a thought, his consciousness returned to reality.

He was still leaning on the back seat of the special car, and the scenery outside the window was familiar.

Taking out his phone, he checked the time.

11:47

He remembered that he checked the time before going to bed.

It was exactly 11:30 at that time.

In other words, only 17 minutes have passed in reality.

But he felt like he stayed in the dream space for more than an hour!

It took him about 10 minutes to weave a safety clasp, but he made five, and spent some time studying the speed at which the ring fell.

Recalling his experience just after entering the dream space, Li Yi counted the time.

When he first entered, he researched how to enter the eight-sided monument space, and it took him about 15 minutes to study it.

In the dream space, the time flow rate when the fog is not activated with blood is the same as in reality.

In other words, after he activated the fog and changed the flow of time, it took about an hour, but only two or three minutes passed in the real world.

Taking out the hand that was in the backpack, Li Yi spread out his palm, and five safety buckles woven with bamboo silk appeared.

This is what he made up in the dream space. In reality, he would never be able to make up 5 safety buttons in just 17 minutes.

This efficiency is not bad.

Li Yi's mouth curled into a smile.

The driver in front had been looking at Li Yi through the rearview mirror.

Seeing Li Yi waking up, smiling, and looking in a good mood, he asked, "Are you awake? Is it too noisy?"

"fine."

Li Yi responded casually.

Seeing him strike up a conversation, the driver quickly seized the opportunity and started chatting with him: "Did the guy in Cullinan take that bamboo basket?"

"right."

Li Yi was in a good mood, so he started chatting with him: "I promised earlier that if he can help me with something, I will give it to him. If the thing is done, I must keep my promise."

"It's really fastidious."

The driver gave a thumbs up, praised him, and then asked, "I'm so talkative! Don't mind, is that bamboo basket really worth a million?"

Hearing this, Li Yi glanced at him before nodding: "It's worth it."

"Be good!"

The driver exclaimed: "No wonder people take Cullinan! Really rich!"

"The main thing is to get good things, and you get what you pay for."

Li Yi played with the safety buttons, and the five safety buttons rolled back and forth on his knuckles.

"That is!"

The driver agreed, then glanced at the rearview mirror, and said hesitantly, "I'll ask one more question, don't mind!"

"You ask."

Li Yi didn't care.

"Ha ha!"

The driver laughed and asked, "On the way here, you asked me if I wanted to buy that bamboo basket for 30,000 yuan, were you kidding me?"

Hearing this, Li Yi raised his eyes to look at him, and chuckled: "That may not be the case."

"Um?"

The driver's eyes widened when he heard this, and he couldn't help but look back at him, and asked, "Then what if I really plan to spend 30,000 yuan on that bamboo basket? Are you really selling it?"

Li Yi thought for a while and asked, "How much money do you earn a month?"

"It's over ten thousand!"

The driver answered honestly.

Hearing this, Li Yi smiled slightly: "If you really dare to buy it, then I will really sell it."

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