Strange Recovery: Harnessing Time Strangeness At The Beginning

"The ghost rattle is missing, and all the other weirdnesses have fallen into silence?"

In the office, Song Weiguo frowned, with a cigarette in his mouth, smoking one after another.

"Well, I tried to use the power of the half-corpse to stimulate these weirdnesses. They didn't respond at all, and they have entered a special state of silence. There should be no possibility of recovery."

Although Zhao Tiejun didn't change his expression, the shock in his eyes still lingered for a long time.

He still remembered everything he saw after entering the trick door.

In one by one locked in strange rooms.

Those weird ones all looked half-dead.

If it weren't for the weirdness that they wouldn't die, Zhao Tiejun even wondered if these guys would die on the spot in the next second.

"Tell me, does this matter have anything to do with Wu Jian?"

Song Weiguo exhaled a puff of smoke and said softly.

"There is a high probability."

Zhao Tiejun nodded and said lightly.

"So, what should we do with him?"

Song Weiguo asked again.

But in exchange for his question, Zhao Tiejun looked at a fool in his eyes.

"You think we can handle him?"

"Can't you?"

"Aren't you talking nonsense there? You can do what you want."

"I can not."

"Me neither."

"..."

There was silence in the office.

"Okay, don't discuss this kind of thing anymore. Wu Jian belongs to a super-standard individual unit. It is meaningless to guard against him. Instead of thinking about these things, we should think about how to make him ours."

Zhao Tiejun said in a deep voice.

As a wielder who had been in direct contact with Wu Jian's traces of power twice, he had an inexplicable affection for Wu Jian.

Although I don't want to admit it.

But he can't deny that he kind of admires this young man who can do so many outrageous things at such a young age.

Many people have the Muqiang mentality, and Zhao Tiejun, who is a soldier, is no exception.

If Wu Jian is willing to join the organization, it's okay to give him the position of captain of the Special Operations Team of the Special Affairs Division.

"You think I don't want to? It's really because he doesn't like oil and salt."

Song Weiguo sighed and put out the butt of the cigarette in the ashtray.

"It's not that you don't know how beautiful Shuyu is, but this kid has no intention of falling, let alone money. To him, money is just a number. We don't give it to him. Some people rush to give it to him. Only the ancient relics produced by the Archaeological Bureau are left, but we haven’t fully studied and understood those relics, so it’s impossible to give them to him, what do you think I should do?”

"…………Why!"

Zhao Tiejun looked at the sad Song Weiguo, and could only sigh.

yes.

They also have nothing to do.

"We can only take one step at a time, let Shuyu maintain the relationship, and leave the rest to time."

Song Weiguo finally made a decision, and Zhao Tiejun also nodded.

The matter of Warehouse No. 1 ends here.

…………

"So, the ghost rattle disappeared, and the forum returned all the resource points to me?"

In the lounge, Wu Jian turned on his phone, watched his contribution value change from 0 to 1500, blinked and asked Qin Shuyu.

"Well, if you have any other products you want to buy, you can buy them now. They are all in the imperial capital, and they can be delivered to you directly."

Qin Shuyu nodded with a gentle smile.

"Send it here?"

Wu Jian couldn't help grinning, a little embarrassed.

That's right.

He was telling him in a roundabout way that the headquarters had already guessed that he did the ghost ringing the bell.

Now that he buys things, the headquarters dare not let him go to the warehouse to get them.

Obviously some can't stand his zero-yuan purchase behavior.

"I'm a little interested in the ritual of worshiping the strange god."

Wu Jian moved his finger, opened the mall, selected Rigi·Worshiping the God of Mischief, and made a purchase.

Obtained the strange emperor clock, a special instrument that can strengthen the effect of rituals.

He wanted to see what kind of effect it would have if he used this thing to perform rituals.

"Worshiping the god of deception? Okay, I will contact you right now."

Qin Shuyu nodded and began to operate on the phone.

After a moment, she looked up.

"The ceremonial tools and related materials for worshiping the strange gods need to be transferred from another warehouse. It will take about two days, is that okay?"

"No problem, just these two days I can go shopping in the imperial capital."

Wu Jian nodded.

"Let me accompany you, Didu is my hometown, I am familiar with it."

Qin Shuyu smiled cleverly.

"... also good."

After a moment of silence, Wu Jian also smiled.

It is also a joy to be accompanied by beauty, and if he refuses again, it will be unreasonable.

Moreover, he is really not familiar with the imperial capital. With a local friend leading him, he can indeed find interesting places better.

"So, shall we set off later?"

"OK."

imperial capital.

The outer ring of the imperial capital, a heavily guarded research institute.

An old man with a kind face put down his phone.

"Is it the ritual of worshiping the deceitful god? It seems that this Wu Jian is really special."

The old man looked at all the ancient objects in the laboratory, and his face with age spots showed a slight distortion.

"In ancient times, there were such special people. They were born to be masters at manipulating weirdness. They were good at pondering weird rules, using rules to hedge against rules, and levering the balance of terror."

"Even by observing the weirdness, analyzing the weirdness, and finally becoming weird."

"This kind of person was called by the ancient mortals the Son of Heaven, the Reincarnated Living Buddha, the Holy Son, the Devil's Embryo..."

"Then what kind of person are you?"

"Wu Jian..."