Chapter 6: Dimensional Space

Deng Ken had transmigrated for two days.

As a member of the Empire's lowly people, he didn't see where the Empire's enemies were, but instead fought two battles with the Empire's routed soldiers first.

The carriage bumped.

On a carriage next to him, the young man who was shot in the butt yesterday was groaning on it. This guy's name was very strange, called Alma Gun. The Empire's lowly people didn't have surnames. If they did, it represented that their ancestors had produced some figures.

This guy was a small person, but from his mouth, Deng Ken got a lot of useful information.

As for Alma Gun's identity, lowly person, a helper and broker in the lower nine streams, mixed in all gray areas that couldn't be seen, relying on flattery and fawning to help people find fun to live. You could treat him as a pimp in this era, but this kind of person was indeed well-informed.

The town of Buchanan where he lived before was slaughtered by rebels, and Alma Gun was one of the few people who survived and escaped.

This guy was very good at observing words and colors. When Deng Ken's gaze fell on him, he immediately raised his head, lying miserably on the carriage goods, holding the frame with both hands to avoid falling off, and squeezed out a wrinkled, chrysanthemum-like smiling face full of flattery.

This guy's smile was a bit like a young version of Captain Jia. Anyway, he had an ugly and wretched appearance, a typical sharp-mouthed monkey-cheeked face.

His butt was still bleeding yesterday, and he gritted his teeth to crawl up to steal thatch from the villagers to spread a resting place for Deng Ken in the upwind direction, and still acted like a dog-legged guy lying on the side waiting for orders.

It seemed he treated Deng Ken as a big thigh to escape birth.

The object of his flattery last time was a hunter among the refugees, because he was soft-hearted when fleeing and pulled him, and was shot dead on the spot by a barbarian hunter.

This guy ran faster than a rabbit when he saw his companion die.

"This kind of person can be used, but cannot be trusted."

No one looked down on him here. When Deng Ken asked questions and inquired about some news from his mouth, he was immediately flattered, consciously playing the role of a dog-legged guy.

A morning passed quickly.

The fatigue and weakness on Deng Ken's body gradually disappeared. The side effect duration was still quite long, about ten hours or so.

"Do I have to be in a combat state to enter God's eye view?"

"Is it okay usually?"

It was quite safe here, and he had the mind to ponder his cheat. If he could enter God's eye view usually, then he could do too many things.

"Exit game?"

Useless.

"System? Switch perspective for me?"

Still useless.

"Try meditation?"

Deng Ken sat cross-legged, trying to empty his thoughts. After his consciousness fell into a tranquility, he entered a void place in his spirit.

In the projection screen in front of him, a black-haired young man was sitting quietly, his expression calm as if lost in thought.

Succeeded.

The first few times were entering during battle, and Deng Ken didn't have time to carefully look at this void. Now that he looked, he seemed to be floating in the starry sky, and the background was a silent cosmic nebula.

There was nothing around, only a projection screen, and he himself was not a physical body, but closer to a void spirit.

Under God's eye view, all living beings nearby were marked, and even the wild rabbits on the side of the road had a small mark.

—Witch 【Neutral Unit】 (Skull mark).

The caravan guards were all blue marks, only the captain had a star on his head, marked as 'Mercenary Sergeant'.

"Since it's a game page, can I exit?" Deng Ken had a sudden whim.

His mind moved.

The projection screen in front of him began to change immediately.

—"Whether to retire?"

Hmm?

Can I really exit?

But it seems it's not exiting God's eye view, but another way of 'quitting the game'?

A line of text gradually appeared.

—"Retire 【End Training】: You will cut off the link with the human body, and can no longer enter the reality dimension through this human body. The human body will replicate a personality based on your current character and experience, and he will no longer be able to obtain additional ability improvements."

"The dimensional space will switch to 'Observer Mode', your consciousness will temporarily fall into a deep sleep, until the energy is restored, and capture the next suitable human body."

—"Causality 【Training Settlement】: After the escape ends, you went to a city in the north and opened a grocery store. Because you didn't show any special features in the subsequent journey, the witch-Triss gradually lost interest in you.

You successfully returned to the life of an ordinary person.

One year later, the barbarian rebellion, the northern border of the Empire fell completely, and the city you were in could not be spared. You lost everything you owned in the war.

In order to make a comeback, you joined the Empire's army.

Three months later.

The Empire's field army you were in encountered the elite cavalry of the Huns, the legion collapsed, you luckily escaped, but were seriously injured. You were soon abandoned by the Empire, and you didn't get a penny of compensation.

Not long after, you became a beggar.

Without a source of income, your body became weaker and weaker, and old injuries and illnesses tormented you at all times.

Finally, you died in a heavy snow in the cold winter a year later."

Fuck!

Beggar ending? Disabled? Died of illness?

I fought for the Empire! I bled for the Empire!

Just this ending?

After Deng Ken calmed down, he soon realized that he wasn't a conventional transmigration. The body he controlled was just a 'human body'. The place he truly transmigrated to was this strange dimensional space.

If he really 'exited' completely, then he would disconnect from this human body.

As for how long he would need to sleep in observer mode, that was unclear.

Maybe he would never be able to wake up again. After all, he was still just a mortal soul. And this ending was so bad. According to his guess, the causality settlement would definitely affect everything he had in the dimensional space.

He couldn't accept this ending at all!

Not to mention being a king or hegemon, at least he should be a lord of one side, right? At worst, he should be a noble or a rich merchant?

Beggar?

Beggar is impossible to be a beggar.

It's impossible to be a beggar in this life! Even if he died on the battlefield, shot dead by random arrows, hacked to death by random knives, he couldn't be a beggar.

A man fights for wealth on the battlefield!

Just do it.

Since it's a descended human body, then fight to the last moment!

Consciousness returned.

Deng Ken restored the first-person perspective again, which was consciousness entering this 'human body', an Empire lowly person who was nineteen years old this year, whose parents died and whose relatives were all killed by the Empire's routed soldiers.

This escape is not the end!

His legendary experience has just begun.

………………

Deng Ken moved his hands and feet, picked up the northern war bow and aimed at a crow on the tree branch by the road. There should be corpses nearby, so it attracted carrion animals like crows.

He exchanged this northern war bow from the caravan guards with the spoils on the barbarian routed soldiers, and also a spare bowstring. Although his cheat was God's eye view of the game screen, everything followed the most basic physical laws when truly fighting.

Knives will be dull, strings will break, equipment will be damaged after use, and people will be disabled if injured.

Everyone is in one-life mode.

Face life directly.

No choice.

"The bruise on the face is still there."

Deng Ken touched the bruise on the side of his face, slightly swollen. The sinister knight brought arm guards and punched heavily, which might have hit the temple, causing the original owner of this human body to return to the west. After his consciousness entered the human body, the injury on the side of his face didn't fully heal either, slightly colored, the health bar dropped a section, and it hadn't fully recovered after nearly two days.

"Don't get injured."

"My body can't withstand any injuries either. A slight carelessness and I might be disabled!"

"After all, this world is real, not really playing games."

Deng Ken aimed at the crow on the tree branch by the road for a while, then put down the northern war bow in his hand, seeming to be thinking about something.

"Don't open God's eye view."

"My archery technique is about the same as an ordinary archer, basically impossible to perform extraordinarily."

"That is to say."

"In the first-person perspective, my melee strength is approximately equal to an Empire infantryman, and my archery is close to the barbarian forest hunters. According to the way of understanding games, barbarian forest hunters are equivalent to archer troops with slightly better strength."

Only under God's eye view could he perform extraordinarily, directly applying the technology of playing games in his previous life to reality, and hitting quite amazing results.

"The most important thing right now is to improve strength."

"In troubled times, human life is not as good as a dog."

"Since I can plunder the enemy's abilities, the speed of growth should be very fast."

After three battles, he was already equivalent to a skilled veteran.

Deng Ken was most wary of the supernatural power of this world right now. Although it looked like a low-magic world overall, there was a witch marked with a skull in the convoy, and the barbarian leader encountered could also open berserk, forcibly rushing to his front while resisting arrows.

At that time, Deng Ken saw very clearly that the opponent's lungs were shot through, but he could still forcibly rush another thirty meters.

"Except for that mysterious witch."

"Everyone encountered so far is a crispy ordinary person. The barbarian leader is slightly harder to kill, but can also be killed."

He himself is also a crispy ordinary person.

This punch on the face won't be good for a week.

"In this situation, it's easy for me to kill people, and it's easy for people to kill me."

A commotion came from the front of the convoy.

A guard rode over, approached Deng Ken, lowered his head slightly, and said respectfully: "The road ahead is blocked by a fallen big tree."

"There are corpses nearby."

Deng Ken got up and jumped off the carriage. He didn't enter the combat state. He could smell a trace of corpse odor from far away. There were more than a dozen corpses nearby, some of which had been pecked beyond recognition by crows.

"Should be done by routed soldiers." The calm and experienced guard leader stopped his horse and said.

Deng Ken observed the surroundings and said in a deep voice: "Clean it up, hurry up and get on the road."

He squatted beside a corpse and found signs of gnawing, which should have been left by some large animal, but looking at the bite marks, he felt a bit like the shape of human teeth.

These people didn't die long ago, but the degree of corpse decay was not low, seeming to be because something accelerated the decay process.

"Something is wrong!"

The caravan tried to move the big tree away and set off again after a delay of half an hour.

It wasn't until walking more than ten miles away that Deng Ken relaxed a little.

After crossing a mountain, the guard leader ordered to rest for a while, and he took two riders to check the situation around. Most of the whole convoy were mules and horses, and only a few elite guards rode travel horses, which could be considered a grade.

The Empire lacked horses, and ordinary people couldn't get real warhorses at all.

"What are you doing?" A soft female voice sounded.

Deng Ken raised his head and saw a pair of azure eyes, a proud figure, which couldn't be covered by the gray robe at all. Clearly possessing such a graceful curve, others nearby ignored it, which didn't fit the nature of men.

It was that witch!

Deng Ken didn't find a chance to talk to her, but she instead sent clear water to Deng Ken with a pottery pot.

"Thank you." Deng Ken reached out to take it very naturally.

He looked at the curious eyes of the other party, put down a small piece of parchment, and said calmly: "Counting heads."

Killed three in the village.

Met the caravan, killed five.

Last night, barbarian routed soldiers raided at night, he killed about seven.

A total of fifteen heads.

He didn't know how many he had to kill before he could truly adapt to this world.

But he definitely wouldn't be soft-hearted about killing people now.

The witch was speechless for a while, and could only look at him deeply.

"Are you from Bran Village?" The witch asked tentatively.

Deng Ken's eyes narrowed slightly upon hearing this. The village where the original owner came from was very small, with only a few dozen people, and the other party actually knew it.

He nodded expressionlessly: "Hmm."

The witch hesitated slightly: "What about the others in the village?"

Deng Ken's voice was hoarse: "All dead."

"Routed soldiers slaughtered the village."

"I'm the only one who survived."

The witch's gaze carried a trace of apology, and after a small apology, she turned and left.

Deng Ken watched her back go away, and then began to search the original owner's memory. In a small piece of memory that wasn't deep, he found a clue.

In childhood, an old hunter in the village mentioned that on the other side of the mountains, in the deepest part of the dense forest, legend had it that there was a tree house where a forest fairy lived. She once treated an injured hunter who was lost and sent him out of that primitive forest.

If the forest fairy in the legend was the witch in front of him, then she should have lived for more than a hundred years.

The original owner never believed these, and he treated this as a story told by the old people in the village to fool children.

"If she is really the legendary forest witch?"

"Then why did she leave?"

"Can't be escaping the war, right?"

Deng Ken didn't know how strong the witch was, but in the Empire's rumors, there were some young and beautiful girls who were burned as witches.

Witch hunt.

There had also been a history of nearly decades within the Empire.

Even in history, a certain emperor of the Empire was rumored to have been poisoned by a witch.

"Witch."

"Powerful individual possessing supernatural power."

"But can also be killed."

According to Deng Ken's guess, although witches possessed some strange supernatural powers, they shouldn't be strong enough to be non-human. Otherwise, witches wouldn't be hunted down by the church.

"Enter combat state!"

Suddenly, Deng Ken's consciousness entered the void. The next second, he saw two blue marks appear on the edge of God's eye view.

Followed by several scattered red marks.

—Pannonia Rangers.

After fleeing for two days, Deng Ken finally saw the Empire's enemies, looking a bit like a semi-nomadic nation.

……………… ===== CHAPTER 7 =====