C316 Another Alien

"Hmm? It's not an optical illusion?" Ming Ying swiftly dodged the short spear, snatched it up, and tossed it into the enigmatic void.

"Could the space behind these tunnels be folded?" Ming Ying paused, incredulous at the thought.

Space folding—what kind of technology was that?

Even the sci-fi novels he'd read before wouldn't dare to venture such a concept.

"Ming Ying