Soon, as though sensing something, Chen Ping extended his left hand and flattened it, as if using the left-hand rule to determine the Lorentz force. Then he quickly raised his left hand again and made a strange gesture.
Chen Ping's peculiar movements made even Electrolux raise his eyebrows slightly.
What was this supposed to be? I never taught him that. Surely this boy wasn't using hand gestures to determine the direction of some spatial magnetic field?
Before Electrolux could finish that thought, Chen Ping extended his right hand as well and slowly traced circles in midair.
Was... was this right?
Chen Ping's maneuver left even Electrolux at a loss. This was not how the Gate of the Undead he had explained was supposed to be opened.
"Hiss-hiss, hiss-"
Just as Electrolux was thinking this, illusory spatial elements resembling silver electrical sparks scattered outward before Chen Ping, following the circles traced by his right hand.
Those silver sparks gave off an illusory, ethereal hissing, even making the scene before Chen Ping warp slightly, like ripples distorting the reflections on a still lake after a stone was tossed into it.
But unlike the ripples on a lake, which gradually subsided after a stone was thrown into the water, the scene before Chen Ping fluctuated faster and faster.
Soon, the speed of those distorting oscillations reached a point where the human eye could no longer distinguish them.
Like the graph of some classic function that oscillated infinitely as x approached zero, it grew increasingly distorted and sharp, to the point that it could even be described as overexposed.
Pitch-black, curved fissures appeared and vanished in the void as Chen Ping traced circles faster and faster with his right hand. At first, one appeared only every several seconds, but as time passed, that became