Xu Jingming stood in high-dimensional space and stroked his chin. He looked at the tiny cosmic model in front of him and shook his head gently. My high-dimensional observation can only see an area of 60 light-years? It has actually degenerated to this extent.
Before being corrupted, his high-dimensional observation spanned more than 3,600 light-years. Now, it had drastically shrunk.
I can only maintain my lucidity with the Ice Wine. Almost all my mental strength is used to suppress chaotic thoughts. The amount usable in combat… is very, very little. I can still use high-dimensional means thanks to Nine's low requirements. Xu Jingming sighed with emotion. Nine, thank you!
"You're welcome," Nine immediately replied.
Its master has suffered high-dimensional corruption for a year, yet Nine still couldn't get used to its current master.
Its past master had a good temper. Now, he was too eccentric.
