Strange Recovery: Harnessing Time Strangeness At The Beginning

[Donghai City, ghost takeaway incident, level of terror: C level. 】

[Details of the event: The food delivery app will randomly display the options of bibimbap with ashes and fried rice with corpse oil. As long as you click on these foods, you will be targeted by the takeaway and made into the ingredients for the next takeaway. 】

[Hint: As long as you don't order takeaway, you won't be targeted. 】

[A reward of 500W is offered to solve the ghost takeaway incident. 】

Under this bounty, there is another picture.

In the picture, there is a delivery boy in yellow clothes.

I don't know if it was a problem with the camera, or there was electromagnetic interference during the shooting.

The takeaway boy in the picture is so distorted that he doesn't look like a living person.

Creepy.

"Good guy, other people ask for money for takeaway, and the tricky takeaway is terrible, right?"

Wu Jian heaved a sigh and slid his fingers.

He found that there were still many comments under this reward post.

[Is there a mistake? Can't live in peace after eating a takeaway? Is there any big brother to help me to accept this evildoer? 】

[Only 500W? What about sending beggars? I just helped a rich man solve a strange thing yesterday. He was so moved that he cried and gave me 5000W voluntarily. I almost didn't feel embarrassed to accept it. 】

[Upstairs, are you sure the other party is voluntary? 】

[The second floor is voluntary. 】

[What the hell, I've been very tight recently, why didn't a rich man hire me to solve the weirdness? 】

"Are they all masters of cunning? Or is it someone who is playing tricks?"

Sliding his fingers, Wu Jian rubbed his chin as he looked at the posts that covered many floors.

Click on another post.

[Yangcheng City, ghost fog, terror level: A. 】

[Event Details: The North District of Yangcheng City is shrouded in a fog, and anyone who enters the fog will lose contact. 】

[Reminder: Three ghost masters entered the fog and lost contact. 】

[A reward of 2000W is offered to enter the ghost fog to investigate the situation. If you can love to solve the ghost fog, you can get a 100 million bonus. 】

Under the reward, there is a short video.

The video was shot by a drone.

An urban area was shrouded in white mist, and the outlines of some buildings could be seen in the shadows.

Other than that, nothing else can be seen.

It seems that there is a dead city shrouded in this white mist.

"Ghost fog? Is it weird?"

Watching this video, Wu Jian thought for a while, raised his hand, and covered his right eye.

When looking at things with only his left eye, he can see things that he normally cannot see.

He wanted to see if he could see some clues from this video through his left eye.

The gaze moves and is placed on the video again.

in the perspective of the left eye.

In this white mist, a terrifying change took place.

He saw horrible faces rolling in the mist.

As his gaze rested on the faces, the faces stopped moving, and all turned their empty eyes to Wu Jian's direction.

"help me!"

"help me!"

"help me!"

A shrill howl rang in his ears, piercing Wu Jian's brain.

A trace of cold mist began to appear out of thin air, gradually making his room cold and damp.

"Through sight contact, ghost mist actually invaded me?"

Sensing the changes in the room, Wu Jian frowned, and the pointer in his left eye jumped slightly.

when!

A death knell sounded in my mind.

The Ghost of Time expanded like lightning, enveloping the mist.

The strange power of freezing time erupted, and these cold mist were restrained in place.

"It's similar to a ghost creature, but its strength is very low. It should not be a pure ghost creature, but some kind of derived power."

Through the ghosts of time, he found that although these mist contained strange power, the concentration of power was very weak.

It can't have the slightest impact on his body at all.

"But it can be used as a medium."

Picking up the broken sword on the bedside table, Wu Jian felt the cold mist solidified by the ghosts of time.

He gripped the hilt of the broken sword and pulled it out.

"I saw……"

Pupils contracted, and an ancient incense burner appeared in Wu Jian's perspective.

The censer is covered with a large amount of verdigris, and clouds of white smoke emerge from the censer, spreading and eventually forming a large amount of white mist.

"Die."

Turn your wrist and raise your sword to stab forward.

A sharp and terrifying force erupted from the broken sword.

almost at the same time.

Wu Jian saw a crack suddenly appear in the incense burner.

Black oil-like liquid continuously gushed out of the cracks, quickly covering the ground.

in liquid.

Human hands stretched out from it, these human hands scratched the air, and then trembled suddenly.

There were cracks in the palms of all the people, and the eyeballs crowded together appeared densely in the gaps.

call!

The wind suddenly picked up.

Breaking through the ghosts of time, completely blowing away the much thinner ghost fog.

With the disappearance of the ghost fog, the image in Wu Jian's eyes disappeared at the same time.

But Wu Jian could feel that he was locked on by a malicious gaze.

The lock made his scalp tingle.

【You know how to die. 】

[It's not good for you to provoke anyone, you have to provoke that guy. 】

【Wait! You said you control the time trick? And also controlled Broken Sword? 】

[That's all right. 】

【It's not you who should be afraid, but the guy who is staring at you. 】

【He, he has no idea what kind of monster he has provoked. 】

Bloody light and shadow lit up on the screen, and the pitch-black text was like a burning flame.

Wu Jian looked at it as a hint from the Era.

His complexion is not very good-looking.

"Why do you act as if I'm the big villain? I'm a human being, and the other party is the villain."

【as long as you are happy. 】

The black text gradually disappeared.

Wu Jian put down the phone.

"Being targeted? It should be the so-called ghost fog. Maybe I should consider looking for the source of this guy."

The source of the ghost mist was an incense burner, which had just been wounded by himself with a broken sword, and another change occurred.

The black liquid coming out of the incense burner is something similar to blood.

The palm protruding from it has the means to lock the target from a long distance.

Wu Jian didn't know what his specific attack method was, but he didn't want to wait until he hit the door before taking action.

Only by acting first can we better solve the problem.

"By the way, I can make some money."

Thinking of his withered wallet, Wu Jian immediately became motivated.

Moreover, Yangcheng is only half a day's drive away from his city.

It wasn't too much trouble in the past.

"Let's go, then."

Standing up, put the broken sword back into the holster.

Wu Jian got up and left the room.