American Comics: BOSS Invasion

"Is it real?"

"How disgusting! Wow, it's still moving!"

"Pass it down, pass it down!"

The crowd was buzzing with discussion. The timid ones covered their eyes, afraid to look, while the bolder ones wanted to reach out and poke it.

After a great deal of shouting and commotion, the crowd had passed the half-tongue around almost completely. It took a good amount of effort to return the half-tongue to the Indian man.

The Indian man put his hands together, his face as calm as an ancient well. He directly took the small bowl, showed it to everyone, opened his mouth, and put it in.

He chewed and stirred it around as if he were eating a piece of braised pork. Fresh blood constantly overflowed from his mouth. This feeling of eating raw flesh and drinking blood made the audience feel a chill run down their spines.

After a long while, the Indian man opened his mouth and showed the audience his tongue. It was completely intact, as if it had never been cut off.

The crowd erupted in an uproar, with chaotic cheers rising up. Then, a large number of copper coins flew out, scattering on the ground with a clatter.

Qi Shan's eyes widened. Although he wasn't completely stunned, he still found it incredibly magical.

Is this super-fast regeneration, or a method of limb reattachment?

It seems like ancient Indian yoga has been playing with similar things from the very beginning.

Like the yoga master Dhalsim in Street Fighter, not only can his hands and feet be extended, but he can even float in the air and spew flames dozens of meters long from his mouth.

It seems that in this world, India has some real stuff.

Then again, the upper limit of the world is the same. Every civilization has its own glory. Even India can break through the boundaries of ordinary humans and cultivate some magical abilities, so China must not lack these either.

Although from the moment he saw the mission, he knew that this world was inextricably linked to the Legend of the White Snake, and definitely contained magic.

But before seeing it with his own eyes, he couldn't help but feel a little uneasy.

Now he can finally relax.

"Young Master, that performer is so amazing! Look, look!"

Mother Xin Niangzi had two maids by her side, who could be considered elders in the family. One was called Xiaohong, and the other was called Xiaolv. The names were just given casually, but the two girls had completely different personalities.

Xiaohong's temperament was slightly impatient, and her speech was crisp and forceful. Occasionally, when she had disputes with the servants in the family, she would also show a shrewish side.

As the head maid beside the mistress of the house, although she didn't have the title, she was practically a housekeeper.

Xiaolv was the opposite, perhaps because she was younger and came from a family that hadn't suffered too much.

After briefly showing it to the crowd, he casually called a man to hold the other end.

He pulled out a sharp knife and cut the silk in half.

Then he put the two severed ends together, shook his head suddenly, and showed everyone. They found that the silk was actually connected again, with no difference from the original.

The onlookers immediately cheered again.

Qi Shan carefully observed for a while and found that, apart from biting off his tongue at the beginning, the rest were just some magic tricks, such as rejoining broken ropes, breathing fire, and turning water into ice, which seemed similar to ancient Chinese magic.

About an incense stick's time later, Xin Niangzi slowly walked to Qi Shan's side, reached out and touched her son's little head, and said, "Qishan, isn't it amazing!"

Qi Shan nodded.

"Then as long as you are obedient, Mother will bring you again next time, okay?"

Xin Niangzi still used a tone to coax a child, but Qi Shan didn't care.

First of all, he was originally a child, and secondly, it was still a bit too early now.

It was only his first time out, and he had already encountered an Indian man with strange powers, and he was performing magic tricks all over the street. It seemed that cultivators in this world shouldn't be too rare.

Then, there would be plenty of opportunities to achieve his goals in the future.

In fact, the acceptance of disciples by mages is traceable. Although true disciples depend on fate, aptitude, and the right time, place, and people.

But registered disciples can also be taught magic.

Qi Shan's requirements were not high. As long as he could understand the basic principles of magic, traveling through the scientific research empire within his small universe, Qi Shan could create a set of cultivation systems suitable for himself in minutes.

Then the simplest way is to be a wealthy young master.

Only by having money first can he use more resources to attract more cultivators. The more he sees, the more opportunities he will have to find a master with real skills.

Time flies, and eight years have passed.

Beizhuang has not changed much, except that there is a rumor of a fairy child.

A fairy child is different from a child prodigy. A child prodigy appears every few years, but they quickly disappear into the crowd.

A fairy child is different. He carries some fairy air with him.

Not only can he see what others are thinking, but sometimes he can even see the future.

Many people have personally seen the fairy child simply reach out his small hand and directly restore a shattered mirror.

As long as someone has malicious intent, the fairy child will point it out instantly.

After so many years of experimentation, he finally figured out the characteristics of his only current ability, time reversal.

Time reversal can be used once every three minutes, and each time it can reverse to three minutes before.

It was precisely because of the limitations of this cooldown time and effect time that Qi Shan regarded it as a chicken rib, and he had not used it even after obtaining it in several worlds.

Now that he calmed down to study it, he really discovered something unusual.

First of all, the range covered by time reversal can be expanded or reduced according to Qi Shan's will.

With just a thought, it can cover the entire earth, or it can be directed at a single object, no matter how small. There is no need to touch it. As long as it can be seen in sight, the ability of time reversal will work on it.

People and objects that have been subjected to time reversal will directly appear in the state they were in three minutes before. There will be no fast-rewind special effects during this period.

Qi Shan once wrapped the county magistrate's yamen with the time reversal stance for a whole day, constantly rewinding three minutes, causing the entire yamen to directly freeze.

Constantly repeating what happened in those three minutes.

It was not until 24 hours later that Qi Shan removed the ability stance.

The yamen runners who had been anxiously waiting outside for a day rushed in.

This made Qi Shan understand that activating time reversal would cause a time misalignment between the internal and external spaces. The difference in ability would naturally form an absolute defense.

Unless one can manipulate time, it is absolutely impossible to break through the force field.

With this discovery, Qi Shan was pleasantly surprised.

In that case, wouldn't the mission be a sure thing!