Strange Recovery: Harnessing Time Strangeness At The Beginning

Slightly in a trance.

Wu Jian has come to a strange place.

This is an ancient city.

Dilapidated, old and very shabby.

"Sure enough, the ancient city in the film and television is a lie. This is what the real ancient city looks like."

Looking at the loess thatched houses all over the street, the muddy land, and a living person with numbness and numbness.

Wu Jian narrowed his eyes slightly.

He found that these living people had ugly money rattails.

"Qing Dynasty?"

Here, obviously, is a small town.

The town is not well built.

But this is also normal.

Building a magnificent ancient city is not an easy task, and the manpower and material resources required are an astronomical figure for people of this era.

Walking out of the alley where he hid, Wu Jian came to the street.

Wearing a captain's coat, tall and white-haired, he looks out of tune with the people of this era.

When people on the street saw his appearance, they all showed expressions of fear and started to stay away from him.

"That man is so tall."

"His skin is very white, like a western ghost."

"His hair is also White, so scary."

People on the street fearfully looked at Wu Jian on the street, discussing quietly.

But when Wu Jian's eyes turned away, they all avoided their eyes again, with fear and timidity on their faces.

They are the people of this era.

Stupid, inferior.

He didn't even have the courage to look directly at outsiders.

Wu Jian was walking on the street.

His expression didn't change.

He did not come to this era to change history.

And in such a short time, he can't change anything.

Let him kill, he has that strength.

But wanting to change people's thinking about "703" is not a goal that can be achieved in a short period of time.

Even if he gets lucky, he can stay in this era for a year.

He can't do that either.

He is just a trick master, not a thinker.

Not good at this kind of work of enlightening the people.

He came here with only one purpose, that is to find the scale, and then snatch him over.

Eyes turn.

Xu Zhiyin is still activated.

Through the connection of time, Wu Jian "saw" a pocket watch.

This pocket watch is one of those very old chain pocket watches.

At this time, the pocket watch was being held in a slender hand, ticking continuously.

On the dial of this pocket watch, one scale is missing.

"That's it."

Seeing this pocket watch, a familiar longing came from his left eye.

He saw that there were four scales on this pocket watch.

"Are there five scales on this pocket watch, plus the scale of the pollution I've absorbed?"

"Then what is this holding hand?"

Wu Jian looked at this slender hand and found that the skin of this hand was very fair and healthy.

Obviously the hand of a living person.

And judging from the lines of this hand.

The owner of this hand is a woman.

"Is it her pollution?"

Wu Jian narrowed his eyes, a cold light flashed in his eyes.

Weird is without intelligence.

Neither does pollution.

Only humans have such complex thoughts.

Sometimes people are scarier than weird.

Because people do evil, there is no need to follow the rules.

Da da da!

The hands of the pocket watch suddenly turned.

A heavy spirit came from the other end of the screen.

Wu Jian felt that his vision was suddenly blurred, and he could no longer see this unsightly scene.

"Did you spot me?"

Feeling the blurred vision, Wu Jian grinned.

Just found out now.

It's too late.

He had left the imprint of space on that pocket watch.

"I am coming."

A strange vortex in space manifested in the right eye, and Wu Jian's figure turned into a phantom and disappeared.

"broken!"

In a magnificent hall.

A woman wearing a white cassock sitting cross-legged on a rosette suddenly opened her eyes and her face changed wildly.

"Come on!"

She shouted loudly, ready to call her men to come down to protect herself from disaster.

But the subordinates who are usually on call seem to have disappeared collectively today.

None showed up.

"Come on!"

She also yelled again.

But there was still silence in response to her.

At the same time, a bloody smell wafted in.

Smell this.

Her face changed, she held the embrace in her hand, and pressed the button above.

Da da da!

The second hand of the pocket watch suddenly reversed.

The vision in her eyes began to flow backwards.

As time went by, she felt a terrible coldness mixed with indescribably terrible moans continuously drilling into her head.

This is the price of manipulating time, even as a natural master of tricks, she has to suffer this terrible torture every time she manipulates time.

To this.

She flocks to it.

"Time...is mine, no one can take it away!"

Manipulating time can be addictive.

The kind of pleasure that can be repeated countless times.

Let this woman have an inexplicable pleasure.

she feels.

As long as this pocket watch is in hand.

She is a living fairy.

The disgusting cold gradually subsided.

The woman knows that the rewinding of time is complete.

She raised her head and shouted loudly.

"Come on!"

Silence answered her.

after backtracking in time.

Her men still didn't show up.

"how so?"

The woman froze, she looked horrified.

"It's very simple, because the time here is not in your control now.

A calm voice sounded.

The woman was horrified to find that there was an extra figure in the hall at some point.

This is a tall white-haired man, he looks handsome, but expressionless.

His eyes are very strange.

One eye is a dial with a bloody scale, and the other eye is a continuously rotating ruler-shaped vortex.

Look into these eyes.

A woman feels as if she has insight into the roots of time and space.

Time in her body began to loosen, and the space she was in also began to tremble.

Her consciousness began to blur.

Because she observed the unobservable.

The confrontation from the soul level made her enter a semi-crazy state.

"No, that's not right, it's mine...my...all of it is mine! Woohoo!"

The woman was crying, raising her hand as if trying to grab something.

Seeing her performance, Wu Jian frowned.

He felt, going mad with this woman.

Strands of pitch-black power emanated from her body.

This force is weird, grotesque, and full of malice.

With the emergence of this force, countless eyes seemed to squeeze out from inexplicable places in the darkness.

Guji Guji made strange noises and kept turning around.

This power...is pollution.

"what happened?"

Feeling the power of pollution, Wu Jian surprisingly didn't feel uncomfortable.

On the contrary, it was a little comfortable.

It felt like coming home.

"It's too terribly inconsistent..."

Opening his palm, wisps of black mist appeared out of thin air, circling between his fingers.

If you look closely, you will find out.

In the black mist, there are countless tiny eyes, noses, mouths and ears constantly wriggling.

These bloodshot eyeballs, when looking at him, constantly released a feeling of seeing his family.

These small mouths full of fangs continuously issued layers of praises.

The nose and ears cannot respond much because they are receiving organs.

But when Wu Jian cast his eyes on these guys, they were all trembling, their skin flushed strangely, as if they were very excited.

"This pollution... the style of painting is a little bit wrong..."

Seeing this scene, Wu became numb.

He felt that he seemed to have grown from a weird master who could imprison weird for free.

It has become an even more unexplainable terrifying existence.

Even pollution, a profane power beyond the weird, became his.

So what is he?

Is it the final boss?

"Woooo..."

The woman on the other side was still crying.

The skin on her body was constantly cracking, and her fingers pierced her skin.

The constant scratching on her body left a trail of bloodstains.

Those fingers are the weirdness she controls.

She was born to control the weirdness.

But this weirdness that has always been very honest in her body has entered a state of rampage today.

He finally began to bite back on the woman who controlled him.

"help me..………"

At this moment, the woman finally regained some consciousness. She felt the severe pain all over her body, and stretched out her hand to ask Wu Jian for help.

………………

Wu Jian looked at the pocket watch tightly held in her other hand.

Sighing slightly, he opened his palms.

hum!

The judge's ancient sword was taken out from the ghost space.

It was held in Wu Jian's hand.

The cold spirit entered Wu Jian's body from the ancient sword.

He waved his hand up.

A pitch-black sword mark ran through the woman's body.

She was directly divided into two halves.

puff!

Blood sprayed.

This woman connected to the weirdness in her body was dismembered by the judge.

Wu Jian walked up to her body, opened her fingers, until she was about to touch the pocket watch that she would not let go until she died...

"The scale is mine."

The palm of the hand slammed hard, and this pocket watch with hidden scales could not resist the terrible power of Sly Hand, and was pinched into a pile of parts.

The four scales exuding the smell of pollution overflowed.

It plunged into Wu Jian's left eye like a baby swallow returning to its nest.

"hiss"

The cold and evil power overflowed from the left eye, turned into a cold current, and poured into the mind of the room.

In Wu Jian's consciousness.

A huge black shadow appeared.

The whole body of this black shadow is full of huge cysts, and rotten fluid flows from the swellings.

A slit running through the body is constantly opening and closing, revealing the layers of teeth inside.

This crack is the mouth of this black shadow. In this terrifying big mouth, there are thick tentacles wriggling, and in the depths of the tentacles, eyes of various colors are constantly turning.

As Wu Jian turned his consciousness to these eyes.

These eyes also seemed to feel something, and at the same time turned their gazes to Wu Jian.

Then a terrible voice sounded in Wu Jian's mind.

"dad"

"Fuck!"

With a shudder, Wu Jian broke free from the illusion.

He touched his left eye,

There was a stream of cold sweat on his forehead.

It's so frightening.

The monster actually called him Dad.

Although because it is an illusion, the room cannot clearly see what kind of existence a monster is.

But he could still feel the horror of this monster.

It was a terrifying existence that was different from being weird.

is a polluting aggregate.

And such a terrible thing called him father.

"Can it be any more outrageous?"

Wu Jian felt that he was so shocked that he was a little stupid.

Absorbed these polluted black scales.

He seems to have acquired some very powerful power.

Connected him to something hidden in the middle of nowhere.

"I don't want to be a boss."

Shaking his head, he felt the repulsive force gradually generated around him.

Wu Jian knew that as he absorbed all the scale of this era, this era could no longer accommodate him.

However, he could feel that the power of this repulsion was much weaker than last time.

It was impossible to throw him out of this era as easily as last time.

Instead, he was excluded from this era by slowly increasing the pressure.

"Is it because the number of scales I control has increased?"

After realizing this, Wu Jian consciously began to return.

With the scale in hand, he is too lazy to stay in this era.

After crawling out of the grave, without even eating a meal, he came to this era of no shit.

It was a little too hasty.

He was going to go back and take a good rest.

Get used to the power of pollution and explore your own changes.

By the way, eat some good 1.4 to reward your empty stomach.

The repulsive force of time has finally eliminated Wu Jian, an alien who does not belong to this era.

Only two halves of the corpses remained in the hall.

Blood was running on this corpse.

One by one, the fingers rested limply on the corpse.

Suddenly, a finger twitched slightly.

next second.

These fingers continuously climbed and squirmed, carrying two severed corpses and connecting them together.

Fingers protruded densely from the cut of the corpse.

It was built together with the corpse on the other side.

The body, which had been cut in half, was pieced back together.

The woman stood up slowly, her eyes were numb.

Strands of jet-black breath rippling in His eyes.

Protruding from the bottom of His eyes, a hideous and terrifying figure kept howling.

"dad!"

"Boss, here are ten plates of beef, five servings of yellow throat, five servings of hairy belly, one serving of vegetables, two servings of bean curd, and a pint of beer.

In a hot pot restaurant, after Wu Jian finished ordering, he glanced around.

He found that this hot pot restaurant, which had a thriving business in the past, had very few diners.

There were not many waiters left.

These diners and waiters have a common characteristic, that is, there is a hint of hidden panic in their expressions.

From time to time, I will look out the window and often look at my watch.

It was as if something terrible was hiding outside.

"Strange."

Wu Jian turned his gaze and confirmed that there was nothing strange outside the hotpot restaurant.

Can't help but have some doubts.

He felt that he had been asleep in the cemetery all this time.

The world seems to have undergone some terrible changes. .