This second dimension is too immortal

I am...

She opened her confused eyes and saw a dark sky. The long coma had made her mind still unclear and she was unable to judge her current situation.

"Gu...Hmm..."

She moved her mouth and swallowed her dry saliva. Suddenly, a very bitter taste spread in her mouth. This taste constantly stimulated Joan of Arc's taste buds, bringing her back to her senses from her confused state in an instant.

What is this...

Slowly rising to a sitting position, Jeanne looked around.

The land was desolate, and Joan of Arc could not get any clues except for the slightly undulating mountains in the distance.

A place I've never been to.

Joan of Arc was very sure that she had never been here before, and she had never seen a similar place in the alien battlefield.

Of course, it doesn't matter where this place is. What matters is why she is here.

Joan of Arc thought that in her impression, the last moment recorded in her memory was when she was engulfed by the enemy's flames, and her consciousness fell into infinite darkness at that moment.

So, it was the enemy who brought her here?

But if that's the case, since they're not in a hurry to kill her, why not lock her up? Instead, put her in a place like this...

"Um?"

Just as she was thinking, Joan of Arc suddenly realized that something was wrong. She quickly lowered her head, and then she was stunned.

"This is...."

Joan of Arc was not wearing her original armor at this time. All the armor on her body had been removed, and instead, white cloth strips were used to bandage some of her wounds.

Her armor was sorted and placed aside, along with her weapons.

Seeing this, Joan of Arc knew that the possibility of falling into the hands of the enemy was very small. She was sure that the enemy might not kill her for some reason, but they would definitely not help her heal her injuries.

So, was he saved by someone? Could it be his companion?

Thinking of this, Joan of Arc's heart moved, and the careful her noticed that there seemed to be something pressed under her armor.

That looks like a piece of paper?

She applied a little force and felt a sharp pain in the wound. Obviously, not long had passed since she was injured and the wound had not yet healed. Joan of Arc endured it and took off the armor piece by piece. Finally, she saw what was pressed under the armor.

It was indeed a piece of paper, a yellow paper.

Joan of Arc took the yellow paper in her hand curiously and saw a big word on it: "Tear".

Tear? Does it mean that you should tear up this piece of paper?

Joan of Arc hesitated for a while when she saw this, but finally decided to give it a try.

"Bah!"

With a little force, the yellow paper was torn off. Almost instantly, the two broken pieces of yellow paper spontaneously combusted out of thin air.

Wisps of white smoke rose, and gradually, the white smoke gathered into the outline of a human figure.

"Oh? Are you awake?"

A familiar male voice sounded, coming from the white smoke in front of her. Joan of Arc looked at the human figure formed by the white smoke in surprise, wondering about the other person's identity.

While thinking, Jeanne nodded and responded: "Well, are you the one who saved me?"

"It's just a coincidence."

The figure waved his hand, his tone somewhat casual, but he did not deny it.

This sounds so familiar... Where on earth have you heard it before?

Listening to the other person's voice, Joan of Arc felt a sense of familiarity again, but she could only see the other person's general outline, which made Joan of Arc unable to remember who the owner of the voice was for a while.

"Um..." Jeanne was about to say something, asking about the other person's identity, but the figure spoke at this moment: "Your injuries were quite severe, I believe you are aware of this, but don't worry, I have already treated most of them for you. All you need to do is rest for a few days and you will be fine."

"Ah, um...thank you, thank you..." Joan of Arc opened her mouth, but had to swallow the question first and then expressed her gratitude.

"It's a small matter. Just consider it as a reward for your help to me once before." The figure waved his hand and said nonchalantly.

"Uh...."

Hearing this, Joan of Arc hesitated for a moment, and finally asked, "Um, do we know each other?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Joan of Arc immediately felt ashamed and lowered her head.

Judging from what the other party said, this person is most likely someone he knows. However, even though it is such a person, he still hasn't figured out his identity until now.

The other party also helped her and saved her life. This is really... too bad, Joan of Arc.

A flush appeared on her lowered face, and at the same time, Joan of Arc pricked up her ears and listened carefully to the other party's answer.

On the other side, it seemed that Joan of Arc didn't expect that she would not recognize him so quickly, the figure, or Zhao Si. Zhao Si was also stunned for a moment.

From the time he met Jeanne on the Alien Battlefield until now, and even though he went to the singularity to find Ai Ge, it shouldn't have been that long, right? It seems like less than a week has passed.

So this girl is so forgetful?

Thinking this way, Zhao Si later realized that if the other party was not very familiar with him, it would be a bit bullying to expect him to be recognized by his voice alone. He himself had only met Joan of Arc once, and the Joan of Arc in the alien battlefield.

Then, a human-shaped outline formed by white smoke raised his hand, and "Zhao Si" drew his hand across his face. Suddenly, the originally hazy face changed into Zhao Si's face.

"Well, my question is, what now?"

Now?

Hearing this, Joan of Arc raised her head. When she saw Zhao Si's face, she was stunned for a moment, then quickly came to her senses. It was as if a string of electricity flashed through her mind. She looked at Zhao Si in astonishment and said, "Mr. Zhao Si?!"

Three months later, she once again met the mysterious man named Zhao Si whom she had met by chance.

"It's me." Zhao Si nodded.

Joan of Arc opened her mouth and looked at Zhao Si, wanting to say something, but finally breathed a sigh of relief and said, "So it's you... No wonder it feels so familiar, but I haven't been able to remember it. I'm sorry..."

"Well, actually, I was quite surprised too." Zhao Si looked at Jeanne, remembering her reaction just now, and couldn't help but smile and said, "It's only been less than a week, but judging by your reaction, it's like we've met again after a long separation..."

As soon as Zhao Si finished speaking, he saw Jeanne in front of him startled for a moment, then tilted her head cutely, and said with a puzzled look:

"Huh? A week?"

"But hasn't it been three months since I first met you, Mr. Zhao Si?"

"That's why I couldn't remember you for a moment when I saw you, Mr. Zhao Si."

Hearing this, it was Zhao Si's turn to be stunned.

Three...months?

Chapter 687: Grievance.

"That's it, then. Your injuries will probably take another day or two to fully heal. Until then, my suggestion is that you rest here."

"Of course, if you're anxious to return to the alien battlefield, there's no problem. There are only some minor injuries left. Just be careful."

"There is a piece of paper under your armor. I have left on it the method that can help you leave here. Just do as it says." After a brief conversation, Zhao Si said to Joan of Arc.

"Okay, I understand. Thank you for your help, Mr. Zhao Si." Upon hearing this, Joan of Arc nodded.

"It's a small matter. Then, I have something else to do. Goodbye."

As Zhao Si spoke, the image of Zhao Si above Bai Yan's head disappeared, and then the human-shaped white smoke slowly dissipated with the wind.

Seeing this, Joan of Arc turned her head to look at the place where the armor was originally placed, and there was indeed a note left there.

Without hesitation, Joan of Arc really planned to go back to the alien battlefield right now. She stood up while enduring the pain, then began to put on her armor again, picked up the note and the flagpole.

"Qiang!"

"...call"

Inserting the lance into the ground, Joan of Arc slowly exhaled, gradually adapting to her current physical condition.

After a while, feeling that it was about time, Joan of Arc opened the note left by Zhao Si, and then walked in the direction indicated on the note.

On the other side, after Jeanne was treated, the system also received news that they had contacted Aika Sajo.

Not only that, Shatiao Aige also told Zhao Si that she had found the location of the original world, but because of some problems, she was unable to enter it for the time being, so she asked Zhao Si to go to where she was.

After hearing this, Zhao Si naturally had nothing to say. After using some improper methods, he successfully entered the realm of the Type-Moon world. Following the connection between the system and the subsystem, he found the world where Aika Sajo was and successfully merged with her.

At this time, in Chaldea.

"Three months?"

Sorting out the memories transmitted by the avatar in his mind, Zhao Si frowned slightly and asked Sha Tiao Aige beside him, "Aige, how long have you been in Chaldea?"

"How long will you stay? Well, it should be less than a week, right? What's wrong?" Upon hearing this, Ai Ge, who was carving a magic circle on the side, replied.

"Is that so..." Zhao Si looked thoughtful when he heard that.

As for Aika Sajo, the time is basically the same as that in Gensokyo, but Jeanne said that three months have passed since she met him.

Is it a matter of time flow? Could it be that time flows much faster in the alien battlefield than outside?

Zhao Si was thinking, and at this moment, he saw a violent space fluctuation suddenly coming from Sha Tiao Ai Ge's side.

"Success!!"

Sha Tiao Aige's surprised voice was heard, and Zhao Si quickly shook off the matters about the alien battlefield in his mind and focused on Sha Tiao Aige.

In the space in front of Sha Tiao Aige, a circular magic circle composed of many mysterious inscriptions was flashing with light and emitting powerful magical fluctuations.

A faint glow spread like a flame along the edges of the magic circle, and then the area in the middle began to collapse and sink inward, forming a deep entrance.

"Woo--Woo--"

Before Zhao Si had time to carefully observe the magic circle in front of him, a loud alarm suddenly sounded all around, and red light began to flash in the room.

"Uh...."

Looking at the situation around him, Zhao Si thought something had happened, but Shatiao Aige waved his hand as if he had already anticipated this situation.

"It's okay, brother. It's just an alarm in Chaldea. The magic power contained in the teleportation array is huge. It was almost the same situation before." Aika Sajo explained.

It wasn't something that happened overnight. She had set up the legendary magic circle more than once before, and the alarm sounded every time. She and even the people in Chaldea had gotten used to it.

"Really? Then let's go." Hearing this, Zhao Si retracted his gaze and said while looking at the legendary magic circle in front of him.

"So we can go directly to the world where Illya is?"

Zhao Si asked. He thought the other side of the teleportation array was the origin world, but Sha Tiao Aige shook his head: "No."

Hearing this, Zhao Si looked at Sha Tiao Aige, waiting for her explanation.

"As for the Origin World, there's no normal way to enter it now. I don't know why. The location you told me before was correct, but there's no way to find it. It's as if it's been hidden."

"But this doesn't mean that we can't enter it." Said Sha Tiao Aige, pointing at the legendary formation with a burning gaze.

"I've found it. Inside, I can definitely open a passage to the Origin World."

"Inside...you girl, so now you can tell me what the other side is, right?" Zhao Si said helplessly after hearing this.

"Hehe, of course you can. I believe you will be surprised by it, brother." Sajo Aika laughed.

Then, she spoke word by word, like a host about to kick off the show:

"That place, that place countless magi dream of, that place they strive to reach—"

"The Origin Vortex? (The Origin Vortex.)"

Almost in unison, Zhao Si had already reacted when he heard what Shatiao Aige said before, and said with some surprise.

"Are you serious?"

Zhao Si looked at Shatiao Aige, trying to confirm from her face whether she was joking.

"Of course, I have been connected to the root since I was born. Doesn't my brother already know it? Since I am connected to the root, naturally, there should be no problem for me to open the door to the root, right?" Sha Tiao Aige put her hands behind her back, very satisfied with Zhao Si's reaction.

"That's true, but..." Zhao Si opened his mouth.

Well, that doesn't seem to be a problem.

"So your idea is to enter the original world through the root?" After thinking about it, Zhao Si also responded to Sha Tiao Aige's plan to return and confirmed.

"Well, after all, as the place where all causes and effects exist, unless the Origin World completely disappears, it will be impossible to find the entrance to the Origin World in the Origin Vortex."

"At that time, we only need to enter the Origin World through the interface connecting the Origin Vortex and the Origin World." Shatiao Aige said. This can be said to be a once-and-for-all solution.

"I see." Zhao Si nodded when he heard that.