Ever since Lu Ning took back the "pocket watch", the next shot seemed to have never come. Nowadays, everyone is very alert to any disturbance around them. If a bullet hits a relatively hidden corner and is difficult to detect, the time that has passed now is enough for at least ten shots.
Did the number of shots reach the number of people in the carriage? Definitely not. According to Lu Ning's previous statistics, at least half of the people haven't "shot" yet, and it won't be so fast at all. The moment he realized this problem, Lu Ning immediately went back in time and found the location where the last bullet was fired.
window frame.
This carriage was not full, and the window frame happened to be opposite where a family of three was sitting. Most people would not share seats with others when there were vacancies, so the seat opposite was originally unoccupied.
The next shooting won't happen without the next person shooting?
I don't even think it's that good. Lu Ning immediately said to Li Qianqiu: "Take pictures of other carriages! Can your detection device be moved?"
"Yes...it's okay." Li Qianqian hurriedly began to adjust the position of the camera, and soon found that there was also a ghosting state in the car behind him.
"Large-scale incidents are beginning to spread," the flight attendant said. "The train commander should have taken some measures, but these measures may not be of much use in the face of large-scale incidents."
"Should we continue?" Some passengers were still holding photos.
"Of course! The first step now is to sort out our position in time!" Yan Rong slammed his spear on the ground, "If you want to survive, unite! You are all from the outer city, you don't know what large events represent. Meaning! By the time the train is turned around, it will be too late!"
Yan Rong controlled the situation, while Lu Ning stepped over the body and opened the car door.
"Back to normal."
The connection in front of her returned to its normal state. The previous short compartment was gone. Lu Ning stepped out without being hit by any bullets.
"After the range was expanded, normal connections were restored to places that were in a selective state?"
"No."
The flight attendant behind Lu Ning immediately said: "Please be careful. Although the connection between the carriages is normal on the surface, the track is in a twisted state. If you cross the dividing line, it is equivalent to re-screening the track. Our previous Your efforts will be in vain.”
Hearing these words, Lu Ning immediately retracted his feet.
At this time, people in the carriage were also trying to distinguish the images in the photos. This was a very difficult task because those actions seemed too routine. Who could still remember what they had done in the past ten minutes or so? Which?
"Aren't there any more distinctive movements that we can identify?" someone yelled.
"No, it was filtered out." Liu Yunqing covered his forehead and said with a look of displeasure.
In the end, what people could identify was only a rough idea. Lu Ning recovered the photos they marked and asked the flight attendant to compare the time tracks, and finally selected the five time tracks with the most people marking them.
"If you peel it off..."
"Lu Ning!" Lian Bisheng suddenly shouted to her. This guy had been lying lazily before, not doing any work. Lu Ning didn't know what he was paying attention to.
"What's up?"
"On your right, yes, turn around a little." Lian Bisheng pointed, and Lu Ning turned her head. There were only seats and passengers over there.
"Three, two, one."
A ball of fire suddenly exploded about half a meter in front of Lu Ning. The fire was white and warm, and seemed familiar. She subconsciously stretched out her hand and held up the flame from below, and a familiar voice suddenly sounded in her ears.
"Lu Ning or Yan Rong, only you two can hear my voice. I am Lan Tu. In the car in front of you, I saw your current abnormality. It is not appropriate to take action if the situation is not clear. Please find a container Install this flame, it will be my record of time, as long as it is there we will not be lost."
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"Lan Tu! This is a very bad situation!" Dorothy lay down. Papi sat on his seat with his arms folded and looked at her: "The shooting position has been determined. If it hits you, it will be useless even if you fall down."
Lan Tu exhaled a breath of smoke: "The spread has begun, and it is gradually becoming serious."
Theoretically, a person can fire many guns under various probabilities. Just firing one of them is just consistent with the phenomenon of a single time track. However, the current situation is that the time tracks are twisting and merging together, so more phenomena are Happening at the same time - just like in Car No. 16 now. Four people were shot at the same time, two arms and one in the abdomen. The most unfortunate one was shot in the throat and died on his seat.
"Then what should I do! If it's my turn, I don't know how I will shoot! I just shoot at will!" Dorothy shouted.
"In fact, it's easy to judge. At least your gun will never be pointed at us. If you come to shoot, of course we will be safe." Lan Tu grabbed the newspaper on the table again, "Blocking and dodging in the physical sense are useless. All we get are the results from other time tracks that were annexed, so we might as well think of something else at this time."
"The situation in our carriage is much more chaotic." Papi held up the lens sticking out of his head, "Because people died at the beginning, many people were not mentally prepared..."
"Everyone who rides in a car is a ruthless person." Dan Sheng murmured.
"Hey...is it almost done? Lan Tu, tell us your clever idea. Anyway, we have encountered so many things and we have all fought together." Ana urged.
"My idea is not to solve the incident - large incidents have never been our goal to solve. Don't confuse this. We can't save the people in the car. Whether they can survive or not is up to them." Lan Tu drew a line Keynote: "Now that the time phenomenon is spreading to the entire carriage, we must find a way to escape from this entangled time track."
"How?" Dorothy looked up from the ground.
"Into the tail flame."
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At this time, at the front of the train, a middle-aged man wearing a green conductor's uniform was continuing to control the train. Two people in dark green coats were standing aside. If Lu Ning were here at this moment, he would definitely recognize these people. The style of their coats is exactly the same as that of the researchers at the Vera Institute, except for the color change.
"Captain, the infernal bombs have affected carriages No. 10 to 21, and the maximum number of splits has reached the power of two to the seventh power." A flight attendant came in and reported, "Some passengers with special identities in the other carriages have been Aware of the problem, everyone is trying to appease the problem, but the effect is not good."
"Your Excellency, Foreign Affairs Officer, I think it's still not time to start processing." The commander looked at the two foreign affairs officers.
"What's the death toll?" a foreign affairs officer asked the flight attendant.
"The number of carriages involved in the incident is less than one thousandth of the total number."
"It hasn't fermented yet." The foreign affairs officer nodded and said to his companion, "Should we wait a little longer?"
"Time is elusive, and now it is just testing us. The disasters involved in the Hell Bomb are extremely cunning, and they evade our pursuit as if they have their own lives and thoughts." Another foreign affairs officer said, "So, it should Wait a moment?"
Captain: "...Please don't end with questions."
"You are the conductor, do you want us to give orders on this train?" the first foreign affairs officer said to the conductor.
"Aren't manuals and experience a more reasonable basis for judgment than ours?" another immediately added.
The captain scratched his head and said to the flight attendant: "Wait a minute, hell bombs are an extremely rare event, and we must ensure that we have enough confidence to recover them. As for the passengers... the worst is to turn around a few more times. , if you can’t control it, ask the flight attendant to exit the carriage. Although we saved your time, death will cause some damage to you, so it’s not worth it.”
"Oh... OK." The flight attendant was also confused by the two foreign affairs officers. He quickly responded to the conductor's words and turned around to inform his companions.
The bullet is traveling through the cracks in time - its original trajectory has disappeared into history, and only the result of the hit has become the only remaining part of the entire causal chain, present in every merged reality. This kind of unreasonable result-only presentation turns every ordinary bullet into a causal weapon. Except for those who truly have the attribute of immortality, others can only pray that they will not be hit by a bullet under all odds. .
"I finally saw it."
In the midst of such unscrupulous shooting, outsiders finally broke in. The sharp blade sank into the gap of time and met a bullet that should have penetrated the forehead, just in time. The unheard impact echoed within time, and the time track that was being tightly twisted together was finally cut open by this blow.
"Good job!" Yan Rong slapped Zhu Qinyuan hard on the shoulder. If the knife had been delayed by half a second, there would have been a bloody hole in Alex's forehead. Zhu Qinyuan also slowly withdrew the knife. The knife took on an atomized form in the air, which was the reflection in reality after piercing the distorted time track.
At this time, the ends of Zhu Qinyuan's hair had already shown some green, and the clothes on her body had turned into a researcher uniform soaked in blood. It was even difficult for her to control the anger in her chest, which was full of regret, pain, and sadness. , a mixture of excitement and caution, she only knew that this emotion was not hers, it came from Vera, from the researcher of V-0-0, and from the memories given by [Clearness of Worldly Affairs].
"She can't respond to us now. At least half of her is not herself." Lu Ning naturally understood what a person in this fusion-stimulated state looks like. At the same time, she also glanced at Lian Bisheng, who was also from Wei. The treasure of La's research institute, the thing he has on his body should have some resonance with this place.
"Only when the time is right will the treasure be fused, and of course the opportunity is not difficult to grasp." Giss looked at Zhu Qinyuan's attire with admiration. Ji Guang Pianyu's people have naturally experienced such a scene, "But the treasure There is only this one memory... Only that time during the fusion, extraordinary power will burst out. If you are swallowed by that power, you will turn into a secondary event."
"Stop... nonsense..." Zhu Qinyuan gritted her teeth and squeezed out these words. She was now focusing almost all her energy on controlling her own mind. Vera, or Vera in the king's imagination, has a very powerful mind, and her character is more aggressive than a moderate like Leslie. The incident that Dacapo is related to was originally something she could not solve. At this moment It is not an exaggeration to say that enemies are extremely jealous when they meet each other.
"Cut the time rails! We just need to separate our five time rails! There should be no attackers in these five time rails, and it doesn't matter if they can merge freely!" Li Miqiu shouted on Liu Yunqing's behalf.
"But Vera... wants to solve... the fundamental problem..." Zhu Qinyuan bit her lip. Her eyes were bloodshot, and she clenched the knife in her hand. The unfamiliar knowledge controlled the direction of the blade. She almost instinctively felt it. When in danger, he cannot fully control his body.
It was her luck that Lu Ning met Leslie, and Zhu Qinyuan is not relaxed at all now.
"She couldn't solve something while she was alive, and now she wants to solve it based on a memory that was not left by her?" Lian Bisheng shook his head, "Let, your church can provide spiritual assistance? Help her suppress it. ?”
"I don't know if this is correct, and I don't even know if the church can really suppress the power of the treasure." Rang touched the ring, and then pointed to Zhu Qinyuan, "We can only try it once, we just need to peel ourselves off the time track. Can."
The hymn descended quietly and landed on Zhu Qinyuan's head. However, at this moment, Zhu Qinyuan's body exploded with azure light. The knife in her hand was surrounded by brilliance, and twisted waves of light floated around. Numbers and hands, these fragmented clock dials began to float around, and only part of them formed three thicknessless hands in Zhu Qinyuan's hands.
Jean instantly took back the church and shook his head slightly. Zhu Qinyuan's body was completely ignited with blue time. She put the minute hand into the scabbard, placed the hour hand and second hand in her left and right hands, and slashed the emptiness of the sword towards the turbid time.
The trajectory of the bullets finally began to appear. Although they were all records in history, they were temporarily displayed because of the blue time. The pointer chopped down the dense bullets from the air, and occasionally a few fell on Zhu Qinyuan, hitting Zhu Qinyuan. Every wound.
"This won't work! This is just recklessness!" Yan Rong immediately discovered the problem, "This Vera is just separating the time orbits with explosive power, but Zhu Qinyuan will be shattered by bullets before that!"
"Then... let me try..." Zaowei stood up, "If it's communication, I can still try a little bit."
"As long as I can bring Zhu Qinyuan back!" Yan Rong tried his best to hold Zhu Qinyuan, "I can't hold on anymore!"
Zaowei hurriedly put his hands on his chest and murmured softly. Soon, Yan Rong felt that Zhu Qinyuan's movements were much softer.
