131: Chapter 131 Special Item: Realm Ring

[Special Item: domain ring]

[Trait: After injecting Mental Power, an independent mimetic space can be constructed and maintained inside the ring.]

Gu Changming's brow furrowed slightly.

A spatial ring?

It wasn't that this item wasn't precious.

At least for now, in all of human civilization, there were probably no more than ten people who possessed spatial items.

And among those ten, most had obtained them through some special trial.

It was just...

Gu Changming weighed the ring in his hand.

This top-tier reward was somewhat below his expectations; after all, it was a trial involving hundreds of participants, so such a reward was indeed mediocre.

Once his level reached Rank A or Rank B, ordinary spatial items could be purchased in the panel store.

After frowning, Gu Changming gripped the ring and infused a wisp of Mental Power into it.

In the next second, there was a "buzz" in his perception.

A void space about one cubic meter in size clearly unfolded before him.

He could perceive that a special space had appeared inside the ring, where he could store anything at will.

He continued to inject Mental Power.

The space slowly expanded accordingly—one cubic meter, two cubic meters... growing steadily and continuously.

Gu Changming continued to input Mental Power while thoughtfully turning the ring.

Fine, at least it counted as another storage item.

It would be convenient later when he had more things, as he wouldn't have to carry bags and bundles everywhere.

Just as he was thinking this, his fingers suddenly paused.

Wait.

Gu Changming lowered his head and carefully read the descriptive text in his vision once more.

There were no remarks in this attribute description.

Yes.

He remembered that in the spatial items he had used before, there would always be an extra line of small text at the bottom:

[Limited to storing non-living matter; cannot carry living beings.] Or something to that effect.

But in the description of this "domain ring," not a single word mentioned it.

Gu Changming didn't overthink it and directly raised his hand to pat the black shawl draped over his shoulder.

A slight wriggling appeared on the surface of the shawl, and then, a pitch-black cat emerged from his shoulder. It lazily stretched its front paws, arched its back, and let out a comfortable, silent yawn.

It was, of course, a Mimic Beast.

Gu Changming wouldn't risk his own life.

In any case, this was just a clone of the Mimic Beast; it wouldn't matter if it died.

Once it finished stretching, Gu Changming picked up the domain ring and gently tapped it against the kitten's head.

"Meow?"

In the next second, the black cat vanished into thin air.

Almost simultaneously, Gu Changming's perception sank into the interior of the ring.

In that void space, which he had already expanded to several hundred cubic meters, there was now a cat flailing its four paws and twisting futilely in the air.

There was no light, no sound, and no gravity in the space.

The cat looked like it was trapped in transparent amber, its posture somewhat comical.

Gu Changming "watched" quietly for a few seconds, confirming it had no abnormal reactions and that no feedback of pain was coming through, before he shifted his thoughts.

The black cat reappeared in mid-air before him, landing lightly. It shook its head, then raised its round eyes to "glare" at him somewhat resentfully.

It then gave a light leap, jumping back onto Gu Changming's shoulder. Its body softened and spread out, merging back into that unremarkable black shawl.

Ignoring the emotions transmitted by the Mimic Beast, Gu Changming muttered to himself:

"Aside from the discomfort of having no air, there's no other distress."

"It really can hold living beings."

Gu Changming continued to inject Mental Power into the ring.

The space inside the ring in his perception continued to expand—two thousand cubic meters, two thousand five hundred, three thousand... it soon broke through the three-thousand-cubic-meter limit and still hadn't stopped.

While maintaining the delivery of Mental Power, he thought silently:

Is it just the added trait of being able to store living things? Although this is indeed much more precious than ordinary spatial items.

But it seems like that's all...

After all, there aren't many scenarios where one needs to store living beings.

Just as this thought occurred to him, Gu Changming let out a soft chuckle.

True.

How could every item he picked up at random be a god-tier item like the [Contract Key] from before?

This way is actually more reasonable.

Thinking this way.

Gu Changming suddenly felt a slight sense of exhaustion coming from his Spiritual Sea.

Gu Changming immediately focused his mind for internal inspection.

At this moment, nearly eighty percent of the Mental Power in his Spiritual Sea had been consumed.

Hmm?

Gu Changming was stunned for a moment.

He had been continuously injecting Mental Power into it without paying much attention... how had so much been consumed?

Gu Changming looked at the space inside the ring again.

By now, it had quietly expanded to over five thousand cubic meters and was still slowly growing as he injected Mental Power.

There was no sign of it stopping.

Gu Changming's expression froze slightly.

No upper limit?

As long as Mental Power is continuously injected, it can keep expanding?

This thought flashing through his mind made Gu Changming unable to resist trying it out of curiosity.

He quickly pulled up the system interface, exchanged for two bottles of mental replenishment potions, unscrewed the caps, and tilted his head back to gulp them down.

His Mental Power rose rapidly, like seawater surging back after a low tide.

At the same time, he took off a pendant from his neck and held it in his hand.

With replenishment and preparations complete, Gu Changming continued to inject Mental Power into the ring.

The internal space continued to expand—seven thousand cubic meters, eight thousand... it soon broke through nine thousand cubic meters and was still climbing.

However, as the space approached nine thousand two hundred cubic meters, a distinct sense of exhaustion struck again.

He had reached the limit once more.

Gu Changming gripped the pendant in his hand; the consumption for this space wasn't just for expansion—maintaining the parts already opened up also continuously consumed his Mental Power.

Currently, these nine thousand two hundred points were the limit he could reach after bursting forth with potion and items.

Now, having exhausted his strength, the space was slowly shrinking back.

Gu Changming poured another bottle of potion into his mouth, sensing that special space within the ring.

Suddenly, an intuition surfaced in his heart:

He could mysteriously feel that when the space inside the ring expanded to ten thousand cubic meters, some kind of special change might occur within...

Ten thousand cubic meters; by his estimation, that was roughly the level of a Rank B mental-type ability user.

With a Mental Power value of around five hundred...

Gu Changming blinked, and with a thought, he quickly withdrew the Mental Power he had injected into the ring.

The internal space shrank accordingly, finally stabilizing at about three cubic meters, which was just enough.

Afterward, Gu Changming tossed some miscellaneous items he was carrying into it, saving himself from having to carry them around all the time.

After putting everything inside, Gu Changming picked up the ring and began to toy with it again.

"Hmm..."

He pinched the ring, examining it carefully as his thoughts drifted.

His current Mental Power level indeed couldn't force its way to that ten-thousand-cubic-meter space.

However, he didn't necessarily have to wait until his level broke through to Rank B.

Now... at this point in time.

It was also time to retrieve the Mentalist inheritance he had obtained in his previous life.

With that special Mental Power cultivation technique, breaking through ten thousand cubic meters shouldn't be much of a problem.