A Mysterious Place

"These sandbags are too big and clumsy. At this stage, they can no longer help with my training. Looks like I'll have to go down the mountain and have someone make a few Bracers specifically designed to add weight."

Mu Yang stared at the several sandbags tossed on the ground, recalling the image of Son Goku training on King Kai's Planet with enormous weights tied to him. He did not have such good equipment at the moment, so he had no choice but to settle for steel first.

Although technology in this world had only recently begun to develop, and electricity had not even become widespread in many places, ironworking technology should exist.

Several days later, a complete set of pitch-black equipment with a metallic sheen appeared in Mu Yang's hands. Altogether, the metal gear weighed over a hundred kilograms, enough for his current training.

After putting on the equipment, Mu Yang quickly threw himself into comprehensive training.

Leaping, punching, bending down, kicking... Mu Yang continually drenched himself in sweat within his courtyard.

Training was a dull and tedious affair. If one could not find joy amid the hardship, it would inevitably be an extremely painful process. Yet Mu Yang enjoyed it, because he knew that the strong were forged through pressure. In the Dragon Ball world, where strength was everything, he would never have a chance to rise above others without extraordinary perseverance!

Moreover, as his training continued, he could feel himself changing every day. His body grew tougher, his strength steadily increased, and even the tiny thread of qi within him had gradually grown from something as thin as a strand of silk. It could now gather inside his body into something as thick as a chopstick.

It was not much yet, but it was a fine beginning.

Today's training continued. Unknowingly, that tiny thread of qi, like a little earthworm, began continuously moving through Mu Yang's body...

The qi started from his chest, passed around his internal organs, then surged toward his brain along a tiny, barely perceptible "passage."

Everything appeared normal, but at that moment, something unexpected happened.

When the qi reached the area of his brain, it suddenly seemed to sense the summons of some force. It actually left his meridians, entered the cerebral cortex, and settled within his consciousness.

"Something's wrong."

A searing pain arose from the depths of his consciousness. Mu Yang's body jolted violently as he snapped awake from his training.

The qi was no longer under his control. Thump! Thump! Thump! It sounded like a heartbeat, but the sound definitely did not come from his heart. It originated from the depths of his consciousness.

Mu Yang's face filled with horror. His complexion turned from red to white, then finally dark green, as though he were suffocating. He desperately tried to control the qi in his body, but it was useless. That thread of qi clung to his consciousness like a sapling taking root, wandering through the sea of his consciousness as it gradually ran wild.

Boom!! A violent explosion rang out as though heaven and earth were being created.

It seemed as if something had been broken through, yet it also seemed as though nothing had happened. Wave after wave of intense tremors made Mu Yang see stars, nearly shattering his sea of consciousness.

When he came back to his senses, Mu Yang shuddered. He discovered that his consciousness had somehow appeared within a grayish-white space.

It was a strange space with extremely poor visibility. He could not see anything more than ten meters away.

"Where... is this?"

Mu Yang stared dumbfoundedly at the scene before him. He had no idea why he had appeared here. Had he somehow shattered the void while training? But that made no sense... He pinched his arm hard. It hurt!

Wait, something was wrong! Mu Yang suddenly thought of something. Could it be that what had entered was not his consciousness, but his actual body? And this was a real space as well?

He hurriedly checked himself, and his final conclusion was that his body had truly entered this place! He could still tell the difference between a consciousness body and his real body.

What the hell was going on? As a longtime Dragon Ball fan, he knew very well that there was no such setting in the Dragon Ball world!

Mu Yang decided to investigate!

He looked around the cramped space. Since the space itself was so small, he reached its end after only a few steps. Five or six meters away, an invisible barrier blocked his path. No matter how hard Mu Yang tried, he could not move forward even an inch.

"So this space is only about ten meters across." With his palm pressed against the spatial wall at the edge, Mu Yang silently thought.

"I need to find a way out as soon as possible, or I'll be trapped here. But how am I supposed to leave?" Mu Yang sat down on the ground in frustration.

This tiny space was entirely grayish-white, with nothing else in it. It was empty like a grayish-white box. It resembled the Hyperbolic Time Chamber, yet it was not quite the same. This place was even more deathly silent, and clearly had no supplies of any kind.

This ten-meter space was plainly a prison, and he had been locked inside it!

Damn it! In other novels, when protagonists encountered something like this, it was usually a sign that their cheat ability was about to appear. Why had it turned into something else for him?!

Could there be a bug in his life?

Second by second, time passed. This grayish-white space remained unchanged, like the eternal starry sky, without even the slightest variation.

Soon, six or seven hours had passed, yet Mu Yang still had not found a way out. Strangely, after so long, he did not feel hungry at all.

It was as though his body's consumption had completely stopped.

No, to be precise, his bodily consumption had not stopped. Mu Yang could feel that all his functions were normal.

The reason lay in this space. It was filled with faint, free-floating gases that continuously replenished his body's expenditure.

His eyes lit up. If he could enter and leave freely, this would be an excellent place to train.

"Ah!" Mu Yang let out a deep sigh. What was the point of thinking about all that? After so long, he had concluded that this space would not automatically send him out. There was no portable old grandpa, no system, nothing of the sort.

Fortunately, he would not feel hungry here. At the very least, he would not starve to death.

Since his life was not in danger and he could not get out anytime soon, Mu Yang simply began training here. Perhaps as his strength grew, he could break through this confinement and return to his original world!