Final Preparations and Reactions

"Put the iron ore into the Furnace, and you can smelt an iron ingot. Don't look at me like that; I don't know what the rules are for this, so I can't explain it to you." Fang Bie spread his hands, explaining helplessly to the two curious babies beside him.

He didn't know what their problem was, but ever since these two arrived in this world, even after learning some basic rules, they would constantly ask him all sorts of questions.

Fang Bie was sometimes so stumped by their questions that he didn't know how to answer. He was just an ordinary player, not a top-tier gaming expert, and certainly not a world-class scientist, so he could only shake his head helplessly when faced with these inquiries.

He was now even more desperate for their subsequent plan to succeed. Once they returned to their own world, these two should have plenty to keep them busy, and they wouldn't come to bother him anymore.

Fang Bie focused his attention back on the three Furnaces beside him. He had good luck; in just three short hours, they had already mined over 100 pieces of iron ore.

Before leaving, Fang Bie had specifically taken a look at the mine they had been excavating. The iron ore vein hadn't been exhausted; instead, it continued to extend deeper into the earth, and he had no idea how long it actually was.

This was good news for them, as it meant they wouldn't be short on iron for a while. If the two men's plan went smoothly, they might leave tomorrow, and if Fang Bie were on his own, he should be able to sustain himself for a much longer time.

He reached into the Furnace and took out an iron ingot. Just as he expected, like the mutton, the iron ingot that looked like a tiny piece in the game was actually as long and wide as half his forearm.

No wonder 9 iron ingots could be combined into a 1x1 iron block. If the ingots were only the size of a normal palm, that would be too exaggerated. Although an ingot this size was still quite exaggerated, it was within his range of acceptance.

Tony had already impatiently taken a few iron ingots from another Furnace and placed them into the Crafting Table nearby. Under the guidance Fang Bie had provided earlier, he successfully combined them into a helmet.

The more Fang Bie thought about it, the more he felt it was a bad deal. It took 5 iron ingots to combine into a helmet to wear on one's head, yet 9 iron ingots could combine into a one-cubic-meter iron block. Where did the rest of the iron go?

However, he laughed at himself when he thought of this question. In this world, even Newton was practically buried in the abyss; how could it simply obey the conservation of mass?

See Einstein's coffin over there? "Boom!" Gone!

The three of them had a hasty dinner, each receiving a set of armor. After placing them into their Inventory and tidying up the things they would need for tomorrow, they returned to their beds, each lost in their own thoughts.

Tomorrow, they would truly face a life-or-death battle. Although in their plan, it might just be an act akin to a game, no one knew if the plan would encounter any unexpected changes, so they needed to prepare for the worst!

Fang Bie personally kept those items right next to his nightstand. Tomorrow, he would be going to another world, and he didn't even know if his backpack would still function normally, so he needed to be as prepared as possible.

As for Tony and the other man, after a brief conversation, they also went to bed early, knowing they would face such a life-or-death situation tomorrow.

Although the two had lived in this world for many days, none of them wanted to continue experiencing the feeling of having their lives controlled by others.

Although Fang Bie had advised them to stay in this world for a few more days until they had the best set of equipment before leaving—which, if nothing else, would at least greatly increase their survivability—Tony had discovered the miraculous use of the water here. Using his powerful eloquence and charisma, he had persuaded Fang Bie. Even so, none of them truly had any confidence.

They only possessed a set of armor with defensive capabilities similar to those of the Middle Ages, while the opposition was a core elite unit capable of ambushing a United States military combat force.

The enemy also possessed a large number of Stark Industries combat weapons, which looked terrifying. The two men could only force themselves to sleep, trying not to think about what would happen tomorrow, before finally drifting off into dreams.

After all three were asleep, the stone door continued to emit a faint glow on the wall, and the portal-like screen on the door didn't stop swirling even at this moment.

When Fang Bie first saw this door, the screen had been nothing more than a transparent film, but now, it had begun to show some iridescent colors.

Not only that, but some subtle things were seeping out from behind the door, quietly entering this world, as if slowly changing certain aspects of the world in places they hadn't yet reached.

And in the world behind the door, a world that should have been completely paused in time, a Bald Sorcerer slowly opened her eyes, which should have been closed.

On her chest rested an artifact that looked somewhat like an ancient lock; the object inside emitted a dark, emerald glow. She awoke in this time that should have been paused, or rather, in time that was nearly static due to the difference in flow.

"I sense the trajectory of time. A world has connected with ours... but I do not sense an evil or terrifying aura. It should not be Hell or a dark world..." She carefully sensed the information transmitted through time. The green light on her chest quietly dissipated, and the flow of time, which she had forcibly slowed to match the world on the other side, returned to its calm state.

"However, the correction of the world will not allow such a pause to continue. Time has not resumed flowing, which means the people from that world have not yet truly stepped into this world. I hope you do not harbor malice... otherwise..." She slowly closed her eyes, "Earth has already buried countless demons and invaders; I wouldn't mind one more!"

Time returned to a state of stillness, but because of this fluctuation in time, whether it was high above the distant Asgard, in some dark cosmic space, or on a certain trash planet where a strange alien was laughing maniacally, all felt this ripple.

Of course, these things would not affect the people in that cave. At least among those guys known as the Ten Rings, there was no old man wearing ten rings on his hands, and even the food roasting on the fire hadn't turned into burnt crust; it was still turning and boiling over the flames, ready to be eaten.

And when a foot stepped out from the hidden area behind the cave, this world, which had been paused, was instantly reconnected. The burning flames crackled softly in the ears of the three men!