Strange Recovery: Harnessing Time Strangeness At The Beginning

"A country in Western Europe was covered by ghosts and spirits dissipated, and trapped living people escaped from it.

"Our country has sent a rescue team to respond, and I learned from the fugitives that this ghost will only dissipate for three days. After three days, the ghost will make a comeback and continue to block the country.

"We have obtained first-hand information that the country covered by ghosts and monsters has not become a dead zone. As long as you abide by the rules in the ghost zone, you can still survive."

"Among these large ghost creatures, there is a kind of weirdness called the king. These weirdnesses will make rules, and humans and weirdnesses each have their own ten sets of rules that need to be followed."

"Someone saw Wu Jian's whereabouts in this large ghost creature."

"According to the analysis, there is a 98.97% chance that the changes in ghosts and creatures are related to Wu Jian."

In the conference room.

The intelligence officer sat back in his seat after reading all the information.

"Wu Jian again? This kid really has a trick."

The old man in military uniform rubbed his chin with a big smile on his serious face.

Young people in their own country make big things.

This kind of thing is what he likes to hear the most.

"It's really good, 10 It would be better if he is willing to join the organization.

The other old man sighed with regret.

Wu Jian is a talent, and such a talent is left outside.

Let him scratch his heart and liver anxiously, but there is nothing he can do.

Money, the other party is not interested.

Women, it seems that the other party is not interested.

Power, the other party is even less interested.

Power, the opponent controls the strongest.

As for threats.

Only a fool would threaten the genius of his own country.

The country found that top-level talent.

He will only frantically win over regardless of the cost, and will never threaten the other party with coercive means.

Especially a humanoid natural disaster like Wu Jian.

For such a role, the country will only use gentle means to make him reluctant to leave.

Instead of using coercive means to make the other party an enemy of the country.

"Don't think too much about unrealistic things, Wu Jian is willing to stay in Huaxia, that's enough, don't do things you shouldn't do."

An old man warned seriously.

"I know, I was just complaining."

"Okay, now that we know what's going on with the ghosts covering Western European countries, we're ready. Next, I'm going to expand the Special Affairs Department [upgrade it to the Special Affairs Bureau]

"At the same time, the investment of the Archaeological Bureau must also be increased. There are many hidden relics in China. We need to unearth these treasures left by our predecessors to cope with the changes of the times."

"May China last forever."

"Scattered" 1

After the leading old man finished speaking, there was a burst of applause in the meeting room.

Everyone in the conference room left their seats one after another and hurried to their respective units.

They are very busy.

There are countless things to deal with every day.

Song Weiguo is also one of them.

It's just that his face is not very good-looking.

In his mind, the sound of typing on the keyboard kept ringing.

This voice has gotten closer and closer to him as time goes by.

taste"

6.

The voice from behind brought Song Weiguo back to his senses. He turned his head to look at Zhao Tiejun who came to him, and nodded slightly.

"Old Zhao, what's the matter?"

"Your complexion is not very good, is the strangeness of driving about to recover?"

Zhao Tiejun glanced at Song Weiguo and went straight to the point.

"Well, I don't have much time left. I'm going to finish some work and hand over the seat to Lu Ziyang. He is suitable for this position."

Song Weiguo rubbed the center of his brows, looking a little tired.

He hasn't had a good night's sleep for a long time.

"Lu Ziyang? He's really good."

Zhao Tiejun nodded, he glanced at Song Weiguo again, and said.

"But compared to you, he is still a little tender, don't you think about controlling the second weird one to balance your own terror?"

"I'm tired and old. I can't sit still in this position."

Song Weiguo pointed to his head.

"Although I still want to continue to contribute to the country, I know that in some things, my thoughts are not up to date with this era. In this way, I should make way for young people so that the country can develop better."

"I see."

Zhao Tiejun nodded and did not continue talking.

The two walked away silently.

"call!"

Taking a deep breath, Wu Jian rubbed his sore eyes.

"found it."

He just used Xu's deceitful seal to find another position of the scale.

But this time he didn't directly travel through time.

Instead, he chose to rest.

A trip to the country of deceit.

He got the tricky roulette of fate and completed part of the ancient judge sword.

He needed to digest these newfound strengths.

【Buzz!】

【The world is changing, and the weirdness is singing. 】

[You who have absorbed the tricks of fate have the ability to travel to the past. 】

[You have positioned more scale positions. 】

[But you don't know, when you locate him, he also locks you. 】

【Look, He has come. 】

【He wants to take your weirdness and become real time. 】

The phone's screen suddenly lights up.

Wu Jian suddenly felt a chill.

His room quickly became gloomy, and a strong corpse smell rose from the room.

Time becomes confused at this moment.

"Good guy, I didn't go there, you came here, right?"

Sensing this change, Wu Jian raised his eyebrows and couldn't help laughing.

He felt a familiar breath.

This breath is exactly the breath of the scale.

It's just that the breath of this scale is weaker than the scale he encountered in the Republic of China era.

This scale should have fewer scales than clocks in the Republic of China era.

"Huh? Just differentiated into a scale?"

Feeling this breath, Wu Jian stood up and walked out of the room.

There is no one else in Wu Jian's family.

Zhang Jiuzhi followed her master to find the puzzle.

Recently, in order to balance the weirdness in his body, Li Chichi left his residence and went to a mysterious place in his memory.

Now there is only Wu Jian in this family.

And today.

In the lobby of room 217, there is another figure.

This is a figure in Qing Dynasty official uniform.

His face was blue and white, and his body smelled of corpses, in his eyes full of whites.

A bloody scale is constantly turning.

"Although it's a little less, I'm not polite about this kind of scale delivered to your door."

He opened his palm, and the judge fell into his hand.

Wu Jian's figure flickered slightly.

He has come behind this guy who looks like a Qing Dynasty zombie.

In his hand, there was an extra human head.

This head is exactly the head of this zombie.

"Photo!"

The power of the Strange Seal of Photography exploded, and the scale remaining in the human head turned into a ray of blood and injected into Wu Jian's body.

into his left eye.

As the blood flowed in, Wu Jian suddenly felt a terrible pain in his left eye.

"Forehead!"

The severe pain made him fall to the ground uncontrollably.

The left eye is beating.

Countless phantoms rose in his mind.

Wu Jian once again saw the terrifying picture he had just seen when he merged with the time treachery.

"This power... is pollution!"

Feeling the restlessness of the left eye, and the beating familiar breath in the left eye.

Wu Jian realized what had happened to him.

This scale from the Qing Dynasty was injected with the power of pollution by its source, forming an invisible time bomb.

Wait until Wu Jian chooses to merge this scale.

This bomb containing pollution exploded in his left eye.