Strange Recovery: Harnessing Time Strangeness At The Beginning

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The cold power spread, and Wu Jian's left eye shone with a bloody light.

A circle of bloody scales expands and contracts non-stop.

The pitch-black pupils kept shrinking, and a terrifying ghostly spirit rippling in Wu Jian's left eye.

With the change of his left eye.

The ghostly spirit that shrouded the mansion is fading rapidly.

These supernatural powers turned into a trickle and merged into his left-eyed king.

"Um?"

Xuan Xuanzi, who was still struggling at the door, was slightly taken aback by this change.

He blinked and took a step forward in a daze.

"Strange power, disappeared?"

Seeing the completely unchanged mansion, Xuan Xuanzi realized that the weirdness hidden in this mansion had been resolved.

"It's him?"

Wu Jian's figure immediately appeared in his mind.

He hurried into the mansion and searched for it.

But in a circle in the mansion.

He did not find any trace of Wu Jian.

"Is he gone? . . . a pity."

Xuan Xuanzi shook his head with regret.

He felt that he had missed an opportunity to communicate with the strong.

he does not know.

The strong man he thought had already passed through the passage of time and space.

It's his time.

"came back?"

Slightly squinting his eyes, his vision in the room was somewhat blurred.

As he absorbed the scale hidden in the mansion.

He lost the anchor to continue to stay in that era.

The repulsive force belonging to that era acted on him, directly pushing him into modern times.

"Time and space tricks consume a lot of power..."

Feeling the sour eyes, Wu Jian frowned slightly.

At this time, the vision of his eyes was very blurred, like myopia and astigmatism without glasses.

Everything is blurry.

Only general outlines can be seen.

He could feel that his eyes could recover, but the speed of recovery was not ideal.

"It seems that time travel can't be used casually. Just entering the era of the Republic of China, which is relatively close to modern times, has caused such a heavy burden on my eyes. Next time, if I go to an even older age, I am afraid it will bring me a greater burden. ."

Rubbing the corners of his eyes, Wu Jian squinted his eyes and took out his mobile phone. He moved it close to his eyes and looked at the current time.

"Has only a minute passed?"

He has been in the Republic of China for at least half a day.

But in reality only a minute passed.

"Is the flow rate of time different? Or is it that when I entered the past, I didn't consume the time of this era, but because I made a mistake when I returned, I fell asleep for a minute?"

Putting the phone back, Wu Jian felt that he didn't operate it well when he returned, which caused the time to be delayed by one minute.

"The next time you come back, you have to be more careful.

It's okay to delay for one minute, basically nothing irreparable will happen.

But if you come back a month or a year late.

Wu Jian can't guarantee that in the absence of him, any irreparable disasters will happen in this world.

After all, the weirdness has recovered in reality.

Accidents can happen at any time.

For example, a complete catastrophe is coming.

If no one controls the treacherous disasters, this thing can really push the world into the abyss of doomsday.

"Time and space are temporarily unavailable, I have to keep a low profile during this time~.

Blinking his sore eyelids, Wu Jian walked out of the bank.

A fine white mist overflowed from his mouth and nose, covering the surrounding area.

Eyes are not working.

He can only disperse the ghost fog and use it to enhance his perception.

Qi Xun behind the counter felt a trace of ghost mist in the air, and his expression changed slightly.

"The boss is back."

"What?"

The treacherous master, who was handling business, froze for a moment when he heard Qi Xun's words.

"It's nothing, just sign the form, you want to exchange one year of life, no problem."

Shaking his head, Qi Xun handed the form to the trick master.

As a result of the form, the treacherous master quickly signed the form.

"Your one-year lifespan can be exchanged for fifty yuan of trick coins, take it."

Withdrawing the form, he quickly handed over a fifty-yuan treacherous coin to the trickster.

"It's only fifty... okay."

After receiving the coins, the master of the tricks was a little dissatisfied, but he didn't dare to say anything.

The shopkeeper of the Tiandi Bank in front of him is not a good person, nor is he weird without a brain.

To speak ill of him in front of him is courting death.

Carefully putting this cunning coin into his pocket, the cunning master turned his head and looked in another direction.

over there.

Wu Jian, who was squinting his eyes, was walking step by step.

"Brother, make a face, are you here to exchange for trick coins?"

This cunning master is a familiar one, he looked at the white-haired Wu Jian, and raised his hand to say hello very familiarly.

"no."

Through the fog of ghosts, Wu Jian felt the strangeness of the trick master, and shook his head calmly.

The weirdness controlled by this trickster is quite weak.

At the same time, the physical erosion of living people is much smaller.

Wu Jian could feel that the body of this treacherous master was hardly affected by the strangeness he controlled.

Still in good health.

"Then why did you come to this bank? Could it be that you came here to pawn something strange?"

He glanced at the captain's coat Wu Jian was wearing, and at the ghost leather boots under his feet.

A gleam of light flashed in the eyes of the trick master.

Although the weird killing rules he controls are very weak.

But this weird insight is very strong.

Those who have mastered this weirdness can feel that the carelessness on Wu Jian's body and the boots under his feet are both terrifying and weird items.

Just by spying, he felt that the weirdness of his control was a little slow.

It is very likely that such a ghost master came to Tiandi Bank to sell weirdness.

In Tiandi Yinhao.

Weirdness is also a commodity.

But only the weirdness that is completely silent can be used for sale.

"boss."

At this time, Qi Xun behind the counter spoke.

After hearing his address, the master of treachery fell silent immediately.

The boss of Tiandi Bank?

What the hell is a trick master?

Is the world changing too fast? Or is it too outdated?

Why is there a strange person as the boss of such an outrageously weird building as the Tiandi Bank?

"Well, you are busy, I will go first."

Wu Jian didn't notice that the treacherous master was shocked, he nodded at Qi Xun, turned around and walked out of the Heaven and Earth Bank.

"hiss"

Seeing the back of him leaving, the master of tricks took a deep breath.

He took out his mobile phone to take some photos of Wu Jian.

But at this moment a cold hand stretched out from the side and grabbed his wrist.

"Don't mess around."

Qi Xun's indifferent voice made the treacherous master shiver.

Only then did he remember that standing beside him was a terrifying shopkeeper of Weidi Bank.

"That... I was wrong, can you not kill me?"

With a mournful face, the master of treachery lowered his head deeply.

He felt that he was afraid that his life would not be long.

Because he did something he shouldn't have done.

"Can."

Qi Xun's voice made the treacherous master feel as if he heard the sound of nature.

He raised his head in surprise and found that Qi Xun had returned behind the counter.

"`" It's impolite to take pictures of people without their consent, but it's not a crime to die for, so let's go. "

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

With tears streaming down his face, the treacherous master who was emotionally ups and downs cried and left the Tiandi Yinhao.

"Boss, you've become stronger."

behind the counter.

Qi Xun recalled the breath that Wu Jian released inadvertently just now.

There was a trace of emotional fluctuations on the indifferent face.

[Who knows my family, I went out to perform a mission today, and teamed up with a few shrimp-headed men. When they were dealing with the weird, they didn't know how to protect me, let me, a weak woman, face the terrifying weirdness directly, the shrimp-headed man is really a shrimp Head, really speechless! Another day for Kong Nan. 】

[What the hell! I seem to see a watermelon head with facial features jumping in front of my eyes. Why do sand sculptures like this also appear in the Trickster Forum?]

[It's hard not to agree with the statement above. 】

[There are more ghost masters, what kind of ghost snake Shendu has come out, I am a little curious, is this hanging man who has mastered the strange female boxing, and is specially in charge of punching?]

[Made! Dare to punch? Lao Tzu directly hunts the head with a strong hand, accepts the power of subjugation, and then takes the acclaim, and finally sends her a deliberate punch, and sends her back to her hometown on the spot. 】

【Strong man, strong man, cheers from the audience!】

【What the hell? Why can't we girls express their opinions? Aren't you born by your mother?】

[Good guy, there are still teammates in female boxing? I'll stop here for today. In the forum of the master of tricks, it is forbidden to engage in the confrontation between men and women! 】

【Say (it’s Zhao) good!】

In the forum of the Master of Deception, one message after another is beating.

Wu Jian lying on the bed looked at the news on the forum and rubbed his eyes.

"much better."

It has been a week since the return from the Republic of China.

Wu Jian's eyesight has basically recovered.

The spirituality of the eyes has almost recovered.

He felt that his left eye became stronger.

Can release more supernatural powers.

"A ghost of time on the twelfth floor?"

Touching the corners of his eyes, Wu Jian clenched his fists.

He can feel that with the completion of the twelve scales, he has a new perception of other time scales.

However, the time hidden by those scales is a bit too far from modern times.

It seems that the supernatural beings he controls are not enough for him to travel through time again.

"The power of time is enough, but space and fate can't support this kind of shuttle, I need to make up for them."

Open your palm, and the solid area dice will spin in your palm.

Wu Jian thought of the dice spoon that he had placed with him.

That woman is very resourceful.

In her hands, there should be other fragments of fate.

As for space tricks.

This thing is in the treacherous sea and cannot escape.

As long as he dares to risk his life, he can go to the strange sea at any time to steal the space flow spirit from the other party.

"Then, the next target."

"Fate is tricky!".