The sphere blocked the atmospheric resistance and also blocked Jiang Ling's sensory ability. She felt like she had fallen into a black hole, no longer able to receive any information from the outside world.
Observers outside the event horizon cannot see what is happening inside the event horizon. Similarly, observers inside the event horizon can never see the reality outside. The inside and outside of a black hole are isolated, so how do things change at the dividing line?
Jiang Ling couldn't explain the physical properties of the event horizon, the theoretically zero-thickness plane, nor could she explain the origin of the sphere and the phenomena it generates, much less the similarities and differences between the two. Fortunately, she didn't need to answer these questions. Just like the questions about "how a gyroscope remains stable" and "how an airplane wing generates lift," theory always lags behind phenomena, and even cannot explain them for the time being. However, organisms' application of natural laws doesn't require understanding of theory.
This imaginative way of traveling did cause her some minor troubles at first, but she quickly found a way to deal with it, which was to count down.
Thanks to her exceptional sense of time, Jiang Ling accurately counted four seconds before shutting down her special state. She reappeared in the atmosphere, her irregular aerodynamic shape immediately increasing frictional resistance. The high temperature ignited her skin, significantly reducing her speed.
In an instant, the tingling sensation was transmitted to her brain through the nerve endings. She frowned slightly, and a shield appeared in front of her, blocking the high-speed airflow in front of her.
A moment later, the optical signal, transformed by psychic power, appeared in her mind, and she could clearly see the flight trails she had created seconds earlier. They resembled the slime on a spider's silk, surface tension keeping the ends of the droplets tapering and the center rounded and convex. They seemed to distort the light. When sunlight passed through them, it was as if it were passing through a kind of spectroscope, forcibly separating the white light so that every wavelength of visible light could be detected by the naked eye.
She estimated that the track wouldn't dissipate anytime soon, and she had no idea what impact it would have. Jiang Ling felt that inventing this psychic technology might have been a mistake. It was like the crude machines developed by the two superpowers during the Cold War of the last century. Without considering the cost and consequences, those things might have brought about almost bizarre technological leaps, but using such power on the surface of a planet was too extravagant.
After all, no one wants to live in a place filled with toxic gases and pollutants. Reality is not a punk world. Taking extreme approaches will always be the choice of a minority - or the helplessness of the majority.
The land below was already very close. Jiang Ling saw the city clusters destroyed by the war. The towering buildings were sheared off by the aftermath of strategic weapons, like wheat blown down by a strong wind. At this height, the sea water looked like a layer of grease, evenly covering the earth and dissolving any protrusions on the surface.
The weather seemed to still be sunny that day. She saw no clouds in her field of vision, so she couldn't rely on any reference objects to determine her current altitude. However, the increasingly large details on the ground could still give her enough information to decide her next move.
She did not try to use her telekinesis to push the air below to make a safe soft landing, but instead aimed at a landmark building on the surface like a ground-penetrating missile.
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