Weird recovery: Controlling time in the beginning

Bang!

The dilapidated shrine of pale palms shattered.

Grabbed the half-cut tablet in the shrine.

The cold power surged on the tablet, but it could not affect this terrible trickster in the slightest.

The palm print on the palm of the trickster hand changes.

A twisted word "town" is imprinted on the tablet.

The supernatural suppression was generated, and the restless tablet fell silent.

Wu Jian, who got the tablet, stood in the silent ghost of time, looking at the pedestrians solidified in the ghost, his figure gradually blurred, and gradually turned into nothingness.

With his disappearance, stagnant time resumes its flow again.

The crowd didn't even realize that the spirits in this place had been suppressed.

"Then the trick is complete. "

The Other Side, in the captain's room.

Wu Jian looked at the two tablets on the table and narrowed slightly.

The upper half of this tablet is written with three strange big characters "Tricky people".

The lower half is another three big words "Don't look back".

"By calling people, let people turn back, as long as they turn back, will the killing rule be triggered?"

Wu Jian thought of what he had encountered on Huitou Street, and after he got on this deserted street, there were bursts of shouts behind him.

It's just that under the suppression of a layer of time ghosts, this cry is so vague that it is basically inaudible.

It simply could not affect him in the slightest.

"It seems that the weird strength in reality is still limited, and I should focus on the monsters hidden in the cracks. "

Picking up the two tablets, the dial in Wu Jian's left eye flashed.

The hands of the seconds kept jumping.

Wisps of time were constantly being stripped away from these two tablets by him.

Most of the time stripped was absorbed by Time Trick, and it became a terrible and weird food for this manipulation of time, and a small part flowed into Wu Jian's body, improving his comprehensive quality in all aspects.

Wu Jian didn't plan to fix the trick of turning back, because there was no point in doing so.

For him.

Rather than harness the complete treacherousness, it is better to plunder his time first and strengthen the power of the time trick and himself.

Then use the gourd to refine his rules of terror.

Finally, in the drinking rules of the treacherous wine.

In this way, he will be able to control the most basic rules of terror and integrate these rules into himself, becoming the most suitable force for himself.

Let the complete rules of murder be assembled in your own body.

And this kind of operation.

Only he can do it.

None of the other tricksters can do it.

Zizi ......

It is constantly stripped over time.

The strange tablet gradually blurred.

The two tablets gradually dissolved into a rotting human mouth and a cracked vertebrae.

These two organs are the prototype of the retrospective.

"Photograph!"

Take out the trick gourd and pinch out the trick seal.

Green smoke overflowed, carrying mouths and bones, and threw them into the gourd.

The cold rippled in the gourd, and bursts of screams sounded in the gourd.

A few twisted numbers appeared on the round belly of the gourd.

[15]

"A ten-digit countdown? "

Seeing this number, Wu Jian raised his eyebrows.

Whether the terrifying rules of the weird control are strong can be seen from the time when the tricky gourd is refined.

The stronger the weirdness, the longer it will take to refine.

After the refining is completed, the more tricky wine you get.

The countdown numbers are gradually being cut.

But the chill of the tricky gourd is deepening.

It was as if something terrifying was condensed and formed in this gourd.

[Zero]

As the last word flashed away, Wu Jian felt the gourd in his hand weigh slightly.

"Three or two. "

After shaking the gourd, Wu Jian pulled out the gourd stopper.

Sniffing the wonderful aroma of wine, he raised the gourd and drank all the strange wine in the gourd.

Boom!

Boom!

The three taels of treacherous wine that turned back were imported together with the treacherous wine left over from before.

Wu Jian felt a piercing coldness rise from his abdomen and spread towards his whole body.

The strange power and intoxicating aura contained in the cold aura made his consciousness blur.

Belch!

Putting down the dried gourd, Wu Jian burped, staggered to the bed in the lounge, lay down, and closed his eyes in a daze.

Soon, a slight snoring came out.

Just when Wu Jian fell into a deep sleep.

Suddenly, a bloodshot light flashed on his phone, and strings of text appeared from it.

【Hum!】

[More than 100,000 tricksters have been detected worldwide......]

[Chapter 2 of the Strange Era: Global Terror - Open!]

[The hidden horror is gradually rising, and the cover of the world is meaningless. 】

[The cracks that seal the terrifying existence are loosening, and the supernatural has invaded daily life. 】

[You don't know that the world is gradually becoming more and more weird. 】

[A large number of horrors that control special rules have escaped into reality. 】

[Some of the rules of reality are beginning to be polluted, and the trumpets of the chaotic era have been blown. 】

The black text danced for a moment, then faded away.

Wu Jian was unaware of this.

But in reality, some terrible changes have already begun to take place.

【Hum!】

The blood-colored screen lit up on each living person's phone, and strings of text began to appear on their phone.

[Chapter 2 of the Strange Era: Global Terror - Open!]

[The horror has completed its infiltration, and the strange has begun to awaken in reality, have you noticed that the world has become a little different now?]

You may not have noticed it, but changes have taken place. 】

[Now, the global weird era has arrived. 】

【Welcome to the ......】

"What the hell?"

"You have it on your phone?"

"That's right. "

"Do you think this thing is real?"

"Who knows? But I don't feel like the world has changed. "

"I don't feel it either. "

"Have you eaten?"

"No, I don't. "

"Let's go have a meal together. "

"Good. "

The flickering text slowly dissipated, and the screen of the phone gradually changed to its normal appearance.

Many people who don't have a phone don't know that this prompt is coming in at all.

There are also many people who see this prompt but don't take it very seriously.

After all, this tip is short and mysterious, except for some people who are sick in the middle and second, or whose imagination is against the sky.

Most people also regard this prompt as a game push that pops up inexplicably on their mobile phones.

This kind of thing is a very normal operation in this Internet era.

But many people who know the inside story have all changed their faces.

"The Trickster Forum is out of control!"

Headquarters of the Special Affairs Division.

Song Weiguo said in a gloomy voice. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

Behind him was a curtain of light that spread.

The light curtain was constantly flickering in the color of blood.

On the light curtain, there was a terrifying human face that was constantly weeping.

A cold chill rippled through the conference room with the appearance of this person's face.

But the people in the conference room did not have any expressions of caution or fear, and some were just solemn.

Because they all recognized what this terrible human face was.

It was a special weirdness called electronic trickery that Song Weiguo controlled.

It was with this strange power that Song Weiguo was able to establish the Trickster Forum that was attached to the Strange Era.

Integrate the intelligence of the tricksters across the country, so that the tricksters in China will not think like those tricksters abroad, and make a mess of the social order.

But today, with that spooky hint appeared.

The Trickster Forum is no longer open at this point.

"Is it a strange invasion?"

Zhao Tiejun looked at the constantly distorted grimace on the projection screen, and his brows furrowed tightly.

He knew the value of the Trickster's Forum, if it really got out of hand.

Huaxia will lose an important tool for maintaining order.

"Well, some very powerful weirdness has invaded the forum, and he's now taken control of it, but I can feel that he's not going to destroy it, he's building it up. "

Song Weiguo, whose face gradually began to turn pale, felt the restlessness coming from the electronic trick, and a trace of helplessness flashed in his eyes.

The electronic trick he controls is already the most suitable for the special weirdness of the modern network.

But compared to the weirdness of this sudden invasion, he found that the electronic trick was as weak as an ant, and it couldn't affect the invasion and modification of the other party's trickster forum at all.

"Old Song, if you can't hold on, quit, this weirdness may be something made by the weird era, and confronting such a guy will only make your weirdness out of control and revive in your body. "

Zhao Tiejun felt the cold aura that gradually rose on Song Weiguo's body, and his eyes gradually began to change.

"I can hold on, only if the electronic trick can stay in this forum, even if this weird transforms this forum, I can also get some permissions, if I withdraw now, I will never have a chance to get this permission again. "

Song Weiguo's body trembled slightly, and his face was heavy.

On the projection behind him, the horrible face was constantly weeping and screaming, very painful.

His electronic treachery is being suppressed by the supernatural, and the spooky who invaded the Triumpher's Forum doesn't want his founder to stay here.

But Song Weiguo played the most important role in the establishment of the Trickster Forum.

The authority he had, even the weirdness didn't succeed in getting rid of him.

"It's done!"

Song Weiguo, whose face was pale and looked like a dead man, was suddenly shocked.

The light screen behind him suddenly turned into a bloody light and merged into his body.

In the next second, a strange light screen appeared in his mind.

[Congratulations on leaving your mark on the new Trickster Forum.] 】

You are granted administrator privileges. 】

[The New Trickster Forum has the following features.] 】

[Global Chat Room: This trickster forum is open to all tricksters around the world, all tricksters can send messages in the forum, the stronger the strength, the more messages can be sent. 】

[Global Bounty List: This list rewards the world's weirdos and tricksters, and anyone who kills a person or trickster on the list will be rewarded.] 】

[Global Intelligence System: Tricksters can buy intelligence by consuming trick coins, or sell intelligence to forums to earn trick coins.] 】

[Friend system: The trickster can become friends with other tricksters by clicking on the avatar and communicate with them in private messages. 】

[Administrator permissions: Administrators can ban tricksters, but they can't ban tricksters who are too strong than themselves.] 】

[Hint: The Trickster Forum is taken over by a terrible Trickster, and too much use of the Trickster Forum will be invaded by this Trickster Portal.] 】

“............."

Absorbing the information in his mind, Song Weiguo frowned, shook his head, and sighed.

"The Trickster Forum will not be under our control in the future. "

............

[Not enough. 】

A deep voice sounded in my head.

Wu Jian felt that he was once again floating in that strange void.

[Not enough. 】

The muffled voice became clearer.

An illusory face gradually manifests itself from the void.

[The world has begun to change for the worse, but the power you control is still not enough. 】

This face was already a little clear at this time, and he looked at Wu Jian lightly, with no sadness or joy on his face.

"Are you me?"

Wu Jian looked at this face that was exactly the same as himself except that his eyes were a little different from his own, and his brows furrowed slightly.

Go and find the most important piece of the puzzle, He is at sea. 】

The circulating face pointed to his right eye, and his voice gradually became low and distant.

[Don't be afraid, He is always waiting for you, as long as you have the determination to die, you will find that in fact, the danger cannot be approached at all......]

The distant voice gradually fell into silence.

As this voice faded, Wu Jian's body shook and suddenly opened his eyes.

"The most important piece of the puzzle?"

Rubbing his head, which seemed to be a little sore after a hangover, Wu Jian unconsciously set his eyes on the chart.

There, the deep and huge swirl pattern seemed to come to life, slowly rotating on the chart.

"Is it the right eye?"

Standing up and walking to the chart, Wu Jian couldn't help but point his finger at the huge vortex again.

For some reason, he felt as if the huge vortex was constantly attracting him.

At the same time, he could also feel that his left eye was constantly emitting a huge agitation at this time.

It was a contradictory feeling of longing and resistance.

"But how do I get to this place?"

Looking at the black vortex that was almost surrounded by black areas, Wu Jian's brows furrowed tightly.

Although the current Beyond has been restored.

But the power of the catastrophe is not something that the Other Shore can withstand.

"Since you've given all the hints, why can't you give the whole point? Just say these two words, how can I guess?"

Thinking of the face in the dream, Wu Jian frowned.

Rather, it resembles the existence of some kind of memory fragment.

The reason why he was able to read these memory fragments is most likely because he has mastered enough weirdness now, and he has met certain conditions to make his dreams have the role of communicating the future.

Wu Jian, who was thinking, did not notice that the vortex on the chart was constantly fluctuating with his contact.

The next moment.

The vortex pattern suddenly spreads and turns into a huge black hole.

A terrifying suction force came from it, directly sucking Wu Jian in.

The black hole retracts and remains in place as a figure on the chart.

If you look closely, you will find that the black vortex on the chart at this time seems to have inexplicably become smaller.