After reporting the news, the bracelet began to pretend to be dead in his hands like a waste. Zhou Xiang would only appear whenever he encountered a major situation, which was really enough to fuck him.

Fortunately, there is still room for salvation. Zhou Xiang looked at the world power that had reached 300,000. Even if many people crossed the world and came here, the world power that was replenished every day gradually exceeded the consumption of these people.

He was no longer planning to return to that battlefield, and after he had supplies and air missile bombers like Droso, in fact, the entire city of Shavana would probably not be able to make any storms.

Now he needs to think of a way to delay the continued growth of these ash soil. The empty island itself is only so large. After connecting the two worlds, the area has expanded to a certain extent, but it is not particularly obvious.

And this so-called decayed aura from the world of survival is a truly imminent crisis.

"I wonder if the soil can be synthesized?" Zhou Xiang thought, he wanted to form a wall to intercept this corrosion outside.

Because the extension of the space, the space gate, which should be located in the middle of the island, was forcibly lengthened and pulled out a twenty or thirty meters long road.

The first half of the road near the space door has been corroded into ash soil, and the ordinary soil in the second half seems to be gradually transformed at this moment.

Zhou Xiang directly grabbed a piece of soil that was one meter square from the ground, and the two pieces of soil were randomly combined in his hands. The properties on it really changed:

[Tight soil]: When a lot of soil is suppressed together, it will become like this. It has no effect and may be able to withstand some kind of erosion?

Zhou Xiang's eyes lit up suddenly, as if it was really feasible. Then he no longer cherished the power of the world in his hand, and grabbed two pieces of soil and put them together. Soon, four tight soils appeared in front of him, piled on his face like a wall.

"Spend 2,500 and continue to synthesize!" The power of the world in Zhou Xiang's hand surged like a tide, and the four pieces of soil also turned into different shapes in his hand. It was a thin wall of less than 10 cm thick.

[Wall of Soil]: It can withstand the erosion of most of the world's material erosion in addition to space erosion, and can also resist the attack on weapons below the army level. It seems to be soil in essence, and even food can be planted on it, but in a sense, it can be called a treasure.

Zhou Xiang paused. The synthesis ability he discovered first seemed to be even stronger than he imagined, but is the erosion of the world of survival arising from space erosion?

It must be it? After all, this is the power from a world!

He thought so and continued to synthesize. After the excellent items, he naturally had excellent items, and there were still 4 items to synthesize. This time, he directly spent more than 30,000 yuan on the world's power.

[Source of Born Earth]: It is the source of life of the soil, the holy soil that all plants in the world dream of. The endless source of soil will block all erosion and the offense of all life. Until it is completely destroyed, you will not be in danger.

Zhou Xiang's eyes lit up, "That's it!" The more they synthesized, the smaller the smaller it was. There were originally many pieces of soil one meter square, but at this time there was only a tiny spot of light in his hands.

This light spot was thrown into the soil in front of him, and then slowly flowed, turning into a thin earth-yellow light curtain that could only be seen through the naked eye.

The decay aura that originally surged from the world of survival was firmly blocked when it came to the light curtain. Zhou Xiang was still very magical and found that this light curtain would not stop them from entering and leaving, but would only prevent the decay like soil from coming from another space.

However, the corroded soil could not return to normal, but instead added another different kind of fun to the island. He slowly stepped into the space door, and this time he could not feel the barrier that seemed to enter another world.

"Zhou! Then you're here. This door has been closed for 7 days!" The moment Zhou Xiang stepped into the door, a group of people had already surrounded him.

Zhou Xiang was stunned, "What? I clearly felt that only a few minutes had passed... Wait... Is this the reason for the huge change?"

He suddenly felt a little lucky. Fortunately, only 7 days had passed by him. If a few years had passed in a flash, wouldn’t all his thugs and clones die of old age? Maybe they would disappear directly at some time. Then wouldn’t he have to face the invasion of the Resident Evil alone?

Zhou Xiang said with some gratitude, "That is to say, you have been in this world for 7 days? Nothing went wrong, right?"

He was a little worried in his words. So many people stayed in a completely unfamiliar world for 7 days, and they didn't know if they were enough supplies.

Lester shook his head, "The supplies we shipped over are enough for us to live for two months, but this kind of thing is too terrifying. You may not know how we feel after we find that the space cannot enter!"

"fxxk! My family will definitely call the police after I've disappeared for a week! FIB will definitely come to cause trouble for me!" The only person who is not very happy was Mike, who is also the only one among all the people here who has a family. "Zhou, I need an explanation!"

Zhou Xiang hurriedly said, "There is something wrong with the space and portal between the world. Actually, I was going to call you back, but the problem is not big. I have solved it!"

"Okay okay, this is actually my fault. I should have called you all over when Zhou called us back, instead of waiting here for a week!" Lester quickly comforted everyone, and then walked into the space station with a cane.

"Don't be standing there, there have been a lot of things in the past 7 days. Awan, let's go and solve the messy things in your company!"

Zhou Xiang is still confused now. 7 days have passed in a row. I guess a lot of things have accumulated in both worlds. He is still thinking about what aspects should he start asking!

Since Leicester said so, he naturally followed suit, "Then so, Franklin, you go and take care of the workers, load them back according to the original plan, and let's go back to the combat room of the bunker first!"

Zhou Xiang said that, and then took everyone back to the bunker. The room in the bunker was still open, but the door there was also closed.

When he opened the door, what appeared outside was not a bustling bunker, but a middle-aged white man with a half-bald head and a ragged T-shirt, holding a shotgun in his hand.

"Fuck Mike, everyone raises their hands! Choifu Philip's company is going to take over this bunker! Hand over Mike Di Santa and Leicester to me!"

Zhou Xiang covered his forehead and saw the people outside, Cui Fu's subordinates and Mike's family. I guess the disappearance of a guy named Mike forced his family to invite Cui Fu out.
Chapter completed!