Xue Qingting quickly released a certain number of micro-insects.

Micro-insects are nanoscale beings among insects and other extraordinary organisms. Unless their numbers are extremely large, they are so small that even professional detection instruments cannot detect them.

But this also means that they move very slowly.

In order to avoid attracting the attention of certain highly perceptive supernatural beings, Mingxi does not plan to use skills such as Spatial Flash to send them over to the Ghost Nightmare Land for the time being.

They can only rely on themselves to make a living.

This "force" lasted for two and a half days.

For Mingxi and the others, the waiting process was undoubtedly tedious and boring, but they had experienced this kind of tedious and boring experience countless times.

After all, there is no place more boring and tedious than the dark, boundless deep space of the universe.

They stayed in that place for more than three months.

"Rustle, rustle..."

Even with the best hearing, the human body simply cannot hear the sound of tiny insects crawling tens of meters away.

Even if this human is Mingxi, it's the same.

Although the micro-insects are not scout bees, as the mother insect, Xue Qingting can still sense their approximate location and behavior.

It can also be shared with Mingxi and other friends through the 【Alliance】 feature.

Everyone got to hear the story.

"Disaster."

The first batch of micro-insects is about to arrive.

Xue Qingting shared real-time updates on the 'frontline battle'.

Mingxi and her friends were all excited. Although no one showed any impatience, they were all restless types, and those who knew, knew.

If you can get moving, who would want to just sit around waiting?

Once the micro-insects get close to their target, they become much more aggressive.

Even without any capacity for thought, they seemed to receive guidance from fate as they approached death.

The significance of fireworks is not in the final, dazzling display, but in the passion that soars into the sky when they burst into bloom.

These micro-worms may simply be the result of DNA movement.

"Difficult, very difficult."

The first batch has been confirmed dead.

Xue Qingting's voice was calm and restrained.

Mingxi nodded, "Don't make any moves for the second batch yet, let's wait and see."

To avoid attracting attention, the number of microworms in each batch is not large.

Microbes have extremely weak energy; they cannot be classified as extraordinary organisms, nor are they ordinary insects.

Theoretically speaking, even if they are detected by the rules and subsequently eliminated, they will not be noticed by the monitors because of the large fluctuations in energy.

After all, even in this ghostly land, there are still a large number of creatures living there, such as ants, mosquitoes, dung beetles, and mayflies.

Death happens here every minute and every second.

Therefore, the death of a few micro-insects would normally not attract anyone's attention.

However, it's better to be safe than sorry.

So Mingxi decided to wait a little longer.

Half an hour later, there was no movement from the Ghost Nightmare Land. Clearly, their speculation was correct for the time being; the death of the micro-insects would indeed not attract attention.

"Xue Qingting, that's enough."

"Disaster."

The second batch has arrived.

Then, not long after, another round of fresh deaths occurred.

Then came the third batch, the fourth batch...

"..."

Xue Qingting released a total of 108 batches of micro-insects, constantly testing the precise location of the nested space (?) through their deaths.

Exploration, probing, confirmation, death.

It bloomed briefly yet passionately.

The micro-insects were loyal and dedicated, working hard to complete their missions while also continuously contributing to Xue Qingting's increased strength.

Even such a tiny insect is not even a drop in the ocean for Xue Qingting at this moment.

But little by little, even a drop of water can wear away a stone.

Even the smallest mosquito leg is still meat.

"Which batch is this?"

"Luo!"

Little Silver Melon immediately raised his hand to indicate that it was the 31st batch.

"Great job! Little Silver Flower has such a good memory!"

Mingxi was very generous with her praise.

"Tsk."

Applause is due here. (Light in his mind)

Finally, after 68 batches of micro-insects sacrificed themselves, the 69th batch successfully detected a completely different spatial fluctuation. 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

"Found it!"

"Record the coordinates!"

"Yaoxuan, try using the Thread of Fate to see if you can enter the interlayer space?" Mingxi decisively gave the order. The Thread of Fate was the only skill that Jin Yuanbao and the others possessed, besides physical skills, that did not produce energy fluctuations when released.

In other words, it can be used without consuming any energy, but in return, it requires consuming its lifespan.

This is why Mingxi didn't make Yaoxuan the vanguard before.

After all, it can't afford to waste Yaoxuan's lifespan.

Even though it has a stable and healthy lifespan income almost every day because of the Creation Chamber, who would complain about living too long?

As a short-lived creature, it was once fearless, thinking that death was inevitable.

But now that it has its own beast tamer, what it cares about most is its lifespan.

However, when needed, Yaoxuan would never hesitate to part with it.

Some people might ask, can't mental strength work?

If it's feasible, why wouldn't Mingxi be needed?

Putting aside these closed rules, even the Great Sili Kingdom isn't stupid; there are naturally specialized devices and tools nearby to monitor mental energy.

The thread of fate silently reached out, precisely probing the subtle gap in that interlayered space that was bound to exist, based on the coordinates provided by the micro-worm.

This gap must be very small.

It is even smaller than a microworm.

Otherwise, this nested space would have been discovered long ago.

Fortunately, the thread of fate can be compressed infinitely, and it soon invaded the gap.

"It's done!"

Yaoxuan gave Mingxi an OK sign.

Mingxi breathed a sigh of relief. "Little Silver Flower, can you capture the coordinates of the Thread of Fate?"

Because of the 【Alliance】 characteristic, when Yaoxuan actively opens it, its Fate Line can be used as a buoy for Xiaoyinhua to locate space.

After all, it's now at a god-like level.

The ability to weave time and space has reached a new level.

"Luo!"

Can!

"Lolo".

You can perform a spatial flash immediately.

"Great!" Mingxi's eyes lit up. "Everyone get ready. We'll likely be noticed as soon as we enter that nested space."

That space must have an owner. If, as she had guessed, the space was created by a prop, then this absolutely private space is different from other places.

Just as she would be able to detect the slightest disturbance in the Realm of Time immediately.

It's not something that can be defended against by stealth or other concealment methods.

If this nested space is also like this, then when they enter, the other party is very likely to notice.

So it's not that Mingxi didn't take precautions, but rather that precautions weren't always effective.

Then we must be prepared.

"Florence, let's use Ye Xiu for everyone, and let's simulate all of us as... fleas."

Although Ye Xiu's disguise ability is not as good as the ◆ Nоvеlіgһt ◆ (Only on Nоvеlіgһt) Star God Scepter, Mingxi is not wise enough to store flea genes.

So let's give Ye Xiu a try. Anyway, Florence is powerful enough now, and Ye Xiu will have his day.

What if we manage to cover it up successfully?

If this space truly exists, then the necromancer rat must have entered and exited it. It makes perfect sense that the rat had a few fleas on its body.

Moreover, fleas have a good jumping ability, unlike microworms which move like snails for a day or two.

"thunder!"

Jin Yuanbao spoke on behalf of the statement.

Mingxi didn't delay either, after all, every extra second that the Thread of Fate was released would reduce Yaoxuan's pitiful lifespan by several days.

"Little Silver Flower, let's go."

"Luo".

Soon, Mingxi and her group disappeared on the low hill.

The next second, the ten fleas transformed into ten almost invisible 'energy streams' and silently entered the spatial portal.

The moment Mingxi and the others entered the mezzanine space—

The tower in the center of the Nightmare Land trembled slightly.

The black runes on the tower's surface flashed for a fleeting moment, but then stopped moving again in less than 0.1 seconds, as if nothing had ever happened.

Unbeknownst to anyone, deep within the world of this tower, a pair of sleeping eyes have faintly opened a crack.

But soon, those eyes closed again.

It was as if all the unusual activity was just an illusion.

Meanwhile, in that mysterious interlayered space, Mingxi and Jin Yuanbao had already landed steadily.

This is a long, narrow, gray space.

It is no more than 100 meters long, wide, and high, with flowing gray-white mist at its edges.

Those are the boundaries left when the space was created by the rules and props; they are full of unknowns and cannot be touched.

In the center of the space, a black crystal the size of a fist floats.

Dark red patterns flowed across the surface of the crystal, and each pulsation caused the entire space to tremble slightly.

It was surrounded by twelve smaller crystals, each connected to an energy pipeline that extended to every corner of the space.

Guangguang had already drawn all his attention back to the source: "Master, it is the energy core of the rule-based item."

Ming·Flea·Xi expressed understanding.

It really was a prop.

Guangguang continued in a low voice, "The prop that created this space has already become one with this place."

Destroy it, and the entire space will collapse.

Mingxi's gaze swept across the surroundings.

The corners of the space were piled with supplies.

Energy crystals, food, water, and dozens of sealed metal boxes.

The box was marked with an inverted trident symbol, a symbol that the Advent Organization had been using for thousands of years. It was not common, but as Mingxi had dealt with the Advent more often, the uncommon became common.

She had seen many similar metal boxes before, and based on Mingxi's past experience, they contained either internal organs and blood, or dismembered bodies and bones.

Yes, just like you're thinking of.

These metal boxes are absolutely filled with these kinds of things.

It is likely the product of some human experiments.

So Mingxi didn't pay much attention to it, but instead looked at the ground in the center of the space.

There were three lying there...

No, not three.

They were the corpses of three ghoul rats.

Moreover, it's not an ordinary lich rat, but a lich rat king, that is, a royal-level lich rat.

Corpse rats are extraordinary creatures that can easily evolve by eating, but it is very difficult for them to evolve to the royal level.

It's not a matter of evolutionary methods, but rather a limitation imposed by innate genes.

Therefore, it is very difficult for a Corpse Witch Rat to reach the Royal level. 99.999% of Corpse Witch Rats can only reach the King level. Royal level is extremely rare, and Saint level is even rarer, with an almost zero probability.

But here lie the living corpses of three Lich Rat Kings.

That's outrageous.

Each of the three corpses was the size of a calf, covered with eerie black scales, and their claws were wreathed in visible corpse poison mist.

Each corpse showed varying degrees of decay.

Although it was completely dead, the lingering aura still gave off an unsettling feeling.

Mingxi jumped to the vicinity of the corpse, but didn't get too close, after all, who knows if there were any viruses or bacteria left on it.

She is essentially very afraid of death, just like Yaoxuan.

Guangguang successfully completed the scan.

"Master, it should be a mutated corpse rat. Its bones and cell development are somewhat abnormal, and it should be similar to Ling Tianzi."

They were born from the union of a corpse-witch rat and other extraordinary creatures, inheriting some abilities from both their father and mother. However, unlike Ling Tianzi, they were not fortunate enough to withstand the energy conflict caused by the bloodline mutation and died.

Mingxi was somewhat surprised, "So you're saying he didn't die because of the experiment?"

"It shouldn't be. There are still very obvious traces of bloodline conflict on one of the corpses."

"Um."

Mingxi did not touch any of the items here.

For the same reason, this space is occupied, and any slight movement could attract the other party's attention.

Therefore, their immediate priority is to leave this place.

It gave the other fleas a wink that they probably couldn't see.

Looking for an exit.

The ten fleas started hopping and jumping around.

Along the way, they saw countless traces of corpse rats.

The wall was covered with claw marks.

Feces piled up on the ground.

The space was filled with a poisonous miasma that would poison ordinary people if they smelled it.

Even without using any skills, these are ineffective against them.

Passing through the somewhat rugged and dirty mezzanine space, because it is a nested space, the folding marks become more obvious the closer you get to the exit space.

Finally, before them appeared a huge pile of corpses made of flesh and bones.

"vomit!"

Mingxi didn't know if fleas had a sense of smell, but she felt extreme discomfort in her stomach.

This pile of corpses not only contained human remains, but also a large number of corpse rats.

There were also a large number of wriggling maggots and swarming flies.

Mingxi couldn't help but be shocked by such a devastating and hopeless environment; it was an eye-opener for her.

Looking at the human skeletons that had clearly been gnawed on, she sighed deeply.

What's terrifying isn't the corpse rats, but certain greedy humans.

She shook her head, putting aside her discomfort, and looked again at the mountain of corpses before her.

Because of the special nature of the place, it is not possible to transport supplies out frequently. But how can the humans who raise rats stand it when all the garbage is dumped here?

Couldn't you find a spatial artifact to store it?

Why do we have to mess with people's mentality like this?

I almost forgot.

Space items cannot be used within the Nightmare Land!

No wonder there were so many food supplies at the front of the nested space, and so much garbage piled up like a mountain.

It seems that the breeders responsible for raising ghoul rats have a tough job.

“Master, the exit of this nested space is behind this pile of corpses.”

"Understood."

In other words, they have to cross this terrifying mountain of corpses to reach their destination.

Life is truly tough, Xixi sighed.

For Jin Yuanbao and the others, especially for extraordinary creatures with a keen sense of smell like Lan Yueliang, this mountain of corpses was a disaster.