Worldwide Class Change: Minimal Effort, Maximum Reward!-Chapter 163, Storage Space Token (2)

Swoosh!

The next exchange was not an exchange. It was a dismantling. The watcher applied force in a sequence that addressed every defensive layer in order, Celestial Armor receiving the first contact, Iron Body Fortification’s threshold being directly tested by the second, Eternal Guard’s flat reduction being the third layer, and the physical damage that reached through all three being the fourth. The sequence took seven seconds and produced cuts that the previous cuts had not reached.

Lin Yi was on the island surface.

He processed where he was. Right leg still functional, barely. Left leg compromised. Chest cuts, shoulder cut, torso cuts, the new cuts. The total picture was not compatible with continued engagement.

The watcher stood at a distance and looked at him.

Lin Yi realized that if he kept fighting in this space, death was inevitable. It wasn’t just a possibility—it was something certain, and the clock was already ticking down. The battle so far had made one thing clear: the outcome was no longer in question. His opponent was level 240, a Deity class fighter, equipped with Buddha Step and a counter technique designed specifically to cancel out attacks like the dimensional pull of the storage space token. On top of that, this enemy had studied every move Lin Yi had, understood them thoroughly, and knew exactly how to counter each one. Facing him here meant playing a losing game with no escape.

I cannot match him in combat. I cannot outrun him. I cannot trap him with the token because the wheels counter the directional pull.

The wheels counter the directional pull toward him.

He held the token and looked at it.

The wheels push back against a force trying to pull outward. That pull reversed direction because of the wheels function, working exactly where the force tries to connect with the observer’s own perception framework. This interference changes the force from pushing outward to pulling inward. He paused to think it through. This meant the dimensional mechanism was still active. The fact that the pull got reversed showed that the force itself was still at play—it just ended up working in the opposite way than expected.

The dimensional pull work by following a certain directional intent. In this case, the wheels disrupted that intent and caused it to flip. When that reversal happened, it created a force pushing outward. Since I was holding the token at the time, that outward force acted directly on me. With the original inward path blocked, the push had nowhere else to go but against me.

What if the directional intent was already inward? What if the pull was directed not at him but at me? The wheels interfere with the pull toward the target. If I am the target, the wheels reverse the pull. The reversal of an inward pull becomes an outward push. But the outward push would push me further into the token rather than expelling me from it, because the direction of the reversal is calibrated from the token’s axis, and if the pull is already directed inward, the reversal pushes further inward. 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

The token’s dimensional space is endless. I have stored items in it. I have stored people in it. I have never been inside it.

If I enter the token and let it fall, the watcher cannot use Buddha Step to follow me because Buddha Step requires observation of the destination and he has not observed the interior of the token’s dimensional space.

He will go after the token. He cannot leave it unaddressed because as long as the token exists and I am inside it, I am alive, and he has declared the consequence of my actions requires my death.

He will look for the token.

And while he is looking, the time passes.

More than a month remains until the event’s duration concludes. Inside the token’s dimensional space, time continues. If I can exist inside it until the event ends, the event’s conclusion will either force an exit or provide one.

I do not know what the token’s dimensional space provides for survival. I do not know if it provides anything.

But I know what staying here provides. And the two options are not equal.

Lin Yi fixed his gaze on Cang Yutian.

The other man was watching him intently, his gaze steady and patient, as if he had already made up his mind and was just waiting for the right moment to act on it.

"You’re thinking something over," Cang Yutian commented. "The way your face changes when you’re weighing a decision is different from how it looks in a fight. I’ve seen enough of both to tell the difference."

Lin Yi glanced down at the token in his hand.

"You’re staring at the token again," Cang Yutian observed. "You tested it against me already. You remember how that turned out." His tone wasn’t condescending; it was more like stating a fact plainly and calmly. "Whatever plan you’re cooking up that involves the token, it won’t change the outcome from last time."

Without replying, Lin Yi activated the token.

A subtle pull seemed to extend outward from it, distorting space around its surface.

Cang Yutian’s eyes narrowed slightly as he immediately sensed the direction. "You’re not aiming it at me," he said. His keen awareness picked up the vector of the pull in less than a second, identifying the trajectory instantly. "You’re aiming it inward, at yourself."

"Yes," Lin Yi said.

The pull reached him.

He had activated it with the specific intent that his contemplation had produced, the directional axis set inward rather than outward, the pull drawing toward the token’s dimensional interior rather than drawing something from outside into it. The wheels would interfere. The interference would reverse the direction. A pull directed inward reversed by the wheels became a push directed further inward.

He felt it activate.

The dimensional space opened.

Lin Yi looked at the watcher for the last second before the pull completed. He did not smile this time. He had already smiled once and the smile had cost him. He simply looked, the calm expression that he carried into most things settling over the exhaustion and the damage and the calculation that had produced this decision.

He let the token fall from his hand.

The stone surface of the island received the token.

And Lin Yi was inside.

Outside, in the upper mid-atmospheric layer of the Allheaven Expanse, the storage space token rested on the island surface where it had fallen, a small object against the large terrain, ordinary in appearance, giving no indication of what it contained.

Then the island shifted slightly as the token rolled toward the edge.

And fell off into the ambient currents of the expanse.

Somewhere above, in the upper atmospheric layer, Cang Yutian manifested through Buddha Step at the position where Lin Yi had been, looked at the island surface, and then at the expanse below.

His dragon eyes moved across the visible space with the observation that Buddha Step required.

The token was falling. And he moved after it.