Strange Recovery: Harnessing Time Strangeness At The Beginning

White hair, handsome face, strong muscles, pale skin.

The appearance of this man broke Ouyang Meng's cycle of despair in the past few days, and gave her an inexplicable hope.

Turns out...she's not alone.

"Help! There's something weird here!"

With tears streaming down her face, Ouyang Meng ran towards the man.

In this terrible dream, she hoped that this new man could walk with her and take care of each other.

But as she got closer, she found that the man looked at her more and more coldly, and his brows gradually began to wrinkle. This discovery made her stop involuntarily.

"Why is he looking at me like that?"

Ouyang Meng couldn't help but have doubts in his heart.

As a good-looking woman, she has become accustomed to being stared at by boys.

Whether at school or elsewhere.

Wherever she goes, she is the focus of the crowd.

It is said that appearance is the first capital of a person.

She is undoubtedly the kind of little rich woman who was born with a big fortune.

But today, for the first time, she experienced the feeling of being stared at with disgust.

"It seems that there is still some humanity left, is it a trick master?"

Slightly narrowed his eyes.

Wu Jian looked at this woman with half a normal face and the other half a cold, dead face.

Clinging pale on both hands, the Sly Hand has appeared.

The woman who ran out of the small wooden building looked very strange.

Her whole body seemed to be split in half from the middle, and then glued together with a female corpse.

One side of her body is vivid and beautiful, full of the vitality that a normal beauty should have and I feel pity for it.

The body on the other side is stiff and gloomy, especially the dark and lifeless eye, like a terrible deep well, full of numbness and coldness.

The expressions on both sides of the body do not interfere with each other, with a kind of contradiction and weirdness that makes people feel uncomfortable just looking at it.

But as the master of this body, this woman seems to be ignorant of her own state.

"No! Don't! Don't kill me!"

At this moment, Wu Jian saw the woman who had stopped, and let out a scream of fear.

Her body that belonged to the dead suddenly erupted with a cold breath, eroding towards her living body.

"Has Weird revived?"

Frowning slightly, the time trickle in Wu Jian's left eye suddenly appeared.

when!

Flickering ripples quickly covered this dreamland.

The time of the dream has come to a standstill at this moment.

Through the perception of ghosts and ghosts, Wu Jian found that the time of dreams is much more illusory than reality.

As long as you use a little force, it is possible to easily crush this dream.

But it's not without its benefits.

The nothingness of the dream time makes the time here very easy to operate.

He can easily dial the time of this dream, making this dream move forward and backward under his control.

Da da da!

The seconds hand in the left eye moves backwards.

The time in the dream was like rewinding, and it was quickly reversed.

The strangeness of recovery was suppressed, and the screaming woman's expression almost returned to the fear just now, and she ran back to the room step by step backwards.

"Sure enough, dreams are easier to manipulate than reality."

Looking at the woman who returned to the small building, Wu Jian snapped his fingers.

Then, time resumed flowing.

"Help, there's something weird here!"

The woman performed the series of actions just now.

"I know."

Taking a step forward, the room raised its hand.

With a chill in his pale hands, he grabbed the left half of the woman's corpse-like body.

suppressed, produced.

The woman also rolled her eyes and lost consciousness.

"Is it some kind of weirdness that manipulates dreams?"

Feel the trembling dream that has begun to appear as this half of the body is suppressed.

Wu Jian nodded and released the Zhenzi Guiyin.

Chi!

A puff of blue smoke rose from Mengjing Wei's body.

The distorted word town was branded on his shoulder.

"In this case, it won't recover in a while, and that's all I can help you~".

Seeing Ouyang Meng whose face became much calmer, Wu Jian felt that this dreamland was gradually beginning to collapse.

With a movement of his mind, the power of time's treachery slightly interfered with the dream, and his consciousness was separated from it.

"Um"

His eyelashes fluttered and he frowned slightly.

Ouyang Meng opened his eyes, his expression was full of confusion.

"Is that a dream?.....I'm not dead?"

The image of the dream is still in her mind, she remembers the warmth of the white-haired man's big hands, and also remembers his indifferent but handsome face.

And his strong and handsome muscles.

Thinking of this, two red spots bloomed on her face.

Men like to see beauties, and women also like to see handsome muscular men.

Moreover, this white-haired man is the type with very clear and smooth muscle lines, which perfectly fits Ouyang Meng's aesthetics.

Thinking about it made her heart beat faster.

"Who the hell is he?"

Ouyang Meng touched his shoulder, where the man had patted.

"Um?"

The bump on her hand made her complexion change, she quickly took out the mirror and took a look at her shoulder.

She saw a distorted text on her shoulder.

"What's this?"

【Buzz!】

[Congratulations on saving your life. 】

[Originally, your consciousness has almost been eroded by the ghost in the dream. 】

[In a few days, the ghost in the dream will revive in your body, and you will become a terrifying existence living in the dream. 】

[But stupid people have stupid blessings. 】

【That one fell into your dream today. 】

[He suppressed the restless dream in a casual way, allowing your life to continue. 】

[Now, you can use your stiff and stupid mind to study this dream that has already merged with you. 】

【Congratulations, you have become a real master of tricks. 】

【Finally...... Welcome to the Era. 】

A blood-colored light screen lit up on the phone, and the pitch-black text carried a different taste.

Ouyang Meng looked at these words, and suddenly felt a sudden shock.

"Sly..... Controlling..... So that's how it is."

She has been thinking that she is just having a nightmare these days, and these horrible words and figures are all her own imagination.

But after today's events, she finally woke up.

What she experienced was not just a dream, but a terrifying reality.

"Has He merged with me?"

Ouyang dreamed of the horrible female corpse that killed her again and again.

As her thoughts rise.

She felt that scary little courtyard naturally appeared in her mind.

There, the terrifying female corpse was standing at the door of the wooden building in the small courtyard, staring at him eeriely.

On his shoulder, there is the same distorted text on her shoulder.

Through this text, "she felt a certain connection between herself and this girl.

She can manipulate this female corpse, release some kind of power, and pull people nearby into this dream.

"Dreams are tricky, tricky dreams."

"It turns out... what he controls is the power of dreams."

"Xiao Wu, you're not too young, it's time to find someone. Aunt knows a pretty girl. How about you go meet, get to know each other, and make friends?"

The talking aunt had a strong mother's hairstyle, and said to Wu Jian with a smile on her face.

Her name is Zhang Xuemei, Wu Jian's neighbor.

She has a hobby, that is, she likes to be a matchmaker

Under her introduction, several couples were really matched.

This made her more interested in being a matchmaker. When she met young people and girls of the right age, she liked to inquire about their information, and then based on her own analysis, she matched them together.

"Aunt Zhang, I don't want to find a partner yet."

Shaking his head, the room looked indifferent.

He was quite interested in finding a girlfriend before.

But as he mastered the time treachery, he became a master of treachery.

His thoughts on such things gradually faded.

A girlfriend will only delay him from controlling his weird speed, is it fun for my friend to be weird?

The most important thing is that ordinary women are too weak.

Being with him at any time is a risk of death.

He didn't want to harm the lives of other girls.

"Hey! Don't say that! You can meet and chat first, maybe you will have something in common?"

Zhang Xuemei did not give up, he looked at the tall and handsome Wu Jian, his eyes were shining.

Although the kid's parents are gone.

But he is very motivated, she has heard that this young man has been exercising and studying, and seems to have some very profitable part-time jobs, and he just bought a not cheap car some time ago.

Such a handsome and capable young lad.

Absolutely is the ace player in the blind date market.

"It's really not necessary."

Wu Jian shook his head and continued to refuse.

"How about this, I'll give you her contact information, you can chat with her online when the time comes, and meet again when you feel appropriate.

As she said that, Zhang Xuemei took out a note and stuffed it into Wu Jian's hand, regardless of Wu Jian's willingness or not, she waved her hand and turned her head to leave.

Good guy, forced to buy and sell, right?

Wu Jian looked at the note with the phone number and WeChat account, sighed, turned and walked outside.

He didn't pay attention to this episode.

He has a lot of things to do today.

He was going to go to the city library to look up some historical and geographical materials.

Absorbing the old man's knowledge, Wu Jian has some understanding of the ancient treacherous masters.

And know the location of some hidden gaps in reality.

These positions may have changed with the changes of the vicissitudes of life.

He needs to reposition these positions.

crevice.

It is a coffin made by the ancient treacherous master.

These gaps in space independent of the real world hold many terrifying and strange creatures.

Most of these weirdnesses were turned into a silent state of logical downtime by the ancient trick masters using their own means.

But with the opening of the Weird Era.

These gaps may have loosened, causing loopholes in the originally solid ban.

The weirdness of those incarceration may well have begun to recover.

This also leads to more and more weird time in this world.

May I ask which floor the history and geography books are on?"

City library, Wu Jian asked the librarian.

"On the third floor, don't make too much noise while reading, and if you want to borrow books, you need a library card.

The librarian is a middle-aged woman, she glanced at Wu Jian and said calmly.

"OK, thanks."

Nodding his head, Wu Jian walked upstairs.

Day is a working day.

There are not many people in the library, most of them are retired old people who come to read books.

They usually stay in the leisure book area on the first floor.

In the professional book area on the second floor, there are only a few people chatting.

Walking up to the third floor, Wu Jian found that on this floor, except for the administrator at the door, there were only two people reading books.

One of them was a quiet fair-skinned girl with glasses.

At this time, she was reading a book engrossed, and she didn't notice Wu Jian's arrival at all.

The other was a fat boy with a face full of acne. There was an open book in front of him, but his eyes didn't rest on the book for a second.

He squinted a pair of small eyes, staring at the girl in front of him who was reading a book, and his whole body exuded a greasy smell of a perverted idiot.

But this guy doesn't seem to have much guts.

It's obvious that I don't like it in my heart.

But the seat he chose was the seat two rows away from the girls who read books.

Lustful, greasy and timid.

Wu Jian seemed to have seen him wearing a ragged vest, lying in a messy rental house, staring at Lifan on the computer, doing handicrafts.

The arrival of Wu Jian also attracted the fat boy's attention.

When he saw Wu Jian's eyes cast on the girl, there was an obvious expression of displeasure on his face that his personal belongings had been violated.

But when he saw Wu Jian's tall figure and handsome face, he shyly shifted his gaze to another (Zhao Zhao).

It wasn't until Wu Jian ignored him and walked towards the bookshelf that he breathed a sigh of relief, and once again turned his obsessive eyes on the girl in front of him.

"you are mine.....…."

Licking his plump lips, the fat man murmured softly.

"You can't escape..."

A distorted smile appeared on the fat man's face.

He remembered a mysterious ceremony that he got over the wall yesterday on the Internet.

As long as he can get the photo of the other party, he can pass this ceremony and make the target his slave.

And the price to be paid for this ceremony is nothing more than an insignificant human life.

He saw with his own eyes on the video that a foreign otaku sacrificed his parents and made two beautiful girls in the school his slaves.

The picture was so beautiful that he would feel excited when he recalled it now.

He is ready.

He wants to use his old and frail grandma as a sacrifice to carry out this ceremony.

Use her old life to replace her with a female slave who is excellent in studies and looks good.

In this way, not only can he get a beautiful slave who will serve him wholeheartedly.

And you can also get rid of an old guy who needs to be served.

If he ran out of money, he could also let the slave do some social assistance work to earn him living expenses.

It's not too much to praise.

Thinking of this, the fat man trembled with excitement, and directly set up the tent.

Fortunately, there was no one in the library.

Otherwise, he will make a fool of himself on the spot.

Whoops! Whoops!

The fat man took a few breaths to calm down his emotions. He took out his mobile phone and quickly took two pictures of the girl in front of him.

After looking at the photo on the phone, it matched the picture of the ceremony.

Fatty pretended to be nonchalant and put away the phone.

He didn't notice at all that everything he did was seen clearly and plainly by a pair of eyes. .