Save the child? !
Wu Ming was obviously stunned for a moment after hearing the inexplicable whisper, and then a message from the Lucky Ancient God's Office popped up in his mind.
"Abnormal fluctuations in extraordinary power have been detected nearby, which are having a spreading impact on human society! The office is tracing back to the source. New operators are requested to pay attention to surrounding anomalies to prevent further expansion of the impact."
pay attention to? That thing is right in front of me now, okay? Wu Ming cursed in his heart.
"I mean no harm...save the child!"
The inexplicable whisper became smoother. The young man kept repeating this sentence, and the alienation of the surrounding environment became clearer and stabilized because of the whispered words.
Wu Ming soon discovered that the anomalies in the surrounding environment were alienated from him alone. Even the vehicles and passers-by around him were distorted into Mondrian-style abstract oil paintings composed of red, yellow and blue primary colors. Those who did not have extraordinary Ordinary people with senses did not notice any abnormalities.
It seemed that it was to establish an environment for secret communication... Such thoughts swirled in Wu Ming's head, and then he heard new words popping up from the mouth of the inexplicable being occupying the young man's body.
"Find...stop them..."
Does the other party have the intention to communicate? ! Wu Ming raised his eyebrows slightly and put aside the idea of throwing the other person into the holding space. He quickly grabbed the young man's arm and asked: "Why do you want to occupy this body? What do you want to do?"
But the young man did not answer Wu Ming's question directly. He still muttered to himself like a repeater: "Find...stop them...save the child..."
"What should we do?" Seeing that the other party had no intention of answering questions, Wu Ming did not dwell too much on the previous issue, and then asked: "What do you want to find? Who to stop?"
"Computer... crimson..."
computer? A supernatural creature obsessed with computers? Stop Crimson? Don’t want a crimson red computer case? Before Wu Ming could figure out what the other party wanted to express, he found that the golden flame in the other party's eyes was fading.
"Remember...find the computer...stop Crimson and..."
The sense of unreality and distortion quietly faded away. The system used by Lucky Ancient God Office to monitor and manage the world noticed the anomalies invading the real world and made targeted corrections. The overly bright primary colors gradually returned to normal colors. The abstract oil paintings that were divided into different blocks squirmed and returned to the real world scenery. People and cars turned into lumps of color and regained the outlines they should have in the real world. and appearance.
The illogical abstract environment alienated into oil paintings began to quickly return to the stable and logical material world.
Wu Ming could clearly feel that with the progress of the world's correction, the inexplicable existence occupying the young man's body was slowly sinking and disappearing, while the surface consciousness belonging to this body quickly awakened.
"Crimson and... black..." The inexplicable being was unable to finish his words in the end. The young man's amber-gold eyes were gradually turning back to their original black, staring at Wu Ming blankly and without focus.
"Hey! You should finish your words before leaving!"
The young man did not respond to Wu Ming's question. The golden color in his eyes completely faded. A golden butterfly emerged from the young man's head, flapping its wings and finally taking away the unreal feeling like an oil painting.
"Butterfly?" Wu Ming watched in confusion as the golden butterfly quickly disappeared with the unreal world like an ebbing tide. He breathed a sigh of relief and sighed, "It's really hard to communicate with such a being who doesn't like to speak human words." tired……"
The world has been corrected back to its original state. Wu Ming unlocked the effect of the cognitive influence module, allowing the two people's sense of existence to return to normal. He took advantage of the young man's superficial consciousness to fully wake up before letting go of him. Before he could speak, he put on a warm and concerned expression like a Sichuan opera and warned him: "Brother, stop playing with your phone when you cross the road. The light was red just now and you almost walked on it. If you were hit by a car, What should I do?"
The abnormal situation just now eroded the real world for less than a few seconds, and the traffic light on the sidewalk was still a red light indicating stop.
"Uh... ah?" The young man wearing headphones didn't know whether it was because his surface consciousness had just risen and he didn't react, or he was wearing headphones and couldn't hear what Wu Ming said clearly, but the inertia of being pulled made him He staggered and almost lost his balance and fell to the ground. He subconsciously wanted to use a curse word as his modal particle: "You, he..."
But before his vulgar words could be spoken, he was interrupted by a car speeding by. The slightly grumpy young man looked at his steps towards the sidewalk with lingering fear, realizing that he had just walked An inexplicable chill rose up his spine as he circled around the gate of hell. The vulgar words that had just reached his mouth were forcefully swallowed, and he stiffly rounded them into a sentence of thanks: "He...uh...thank you..."
"It's a small matter, it's a small matter. Don't use your mobile phone when crossing the road in the future..." Wu Ming waved his hands kindly and did not care about the change in the young man's attitude. The latter seemed to be about to say something, but a sudden phone call interrupted his action.
"Hello? Are you already here? I'll be there in a minute. It only takes a few minutes! You gave me five minutes last time! And I'm not late this time! Just wait a moment, I'll pass It won't take long for the road to arrive..." The young man hung up the phone and nodded to Wu Ming again to thank him. The traffic light on the sidewalk had changed from red to green, and he hurriedly walked towards the other side of the road.
Wu Ming's expression condensed, and then he followed quickly and quietly.
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A handsome man with half his face covered by a golden mask was leaning on an easy chair on the balcony of the villa and reading a book.
The handsome man was wearing a pure white double-breasted tuxedo with an elegant tie at the collar. His medium-length black hair was meticulously combed back. He sometimes flipped through the untitled black-covered book in his hand, and sometimes put the book aside. He picked up the small tea cup and saucer on the small coffee table and took two sips of black tea. His every move revealed the elegance and calmness that a gentleman should have.
A golden butterfly flashed across the space. The handsome man who was slightly aware put down the tea cup in his hand, raised his hand to catch the butterfly flying towards him, and then saw the golden butterfly turn into a ball of foam. Melted into the fingers of a handsome man.
The information carried by this golden butterfly was also fed back to him as it reintegrated into the handsome man's body.
After briefly reading the feedback information, the handsome man couldn't help but frown and whispered to himself at a volume that only he could hear: "The interference and correction are much greater than imagined..."
"Your attempt failed?" A dark-skinned man walked out of the shadows, with a pleasant smile on his face, and his words were full of gloating, "You are so stupid, old Fei! You actually exposed the outside world You can’t do something as simple as conveying a message!”
"Half the battle is done." Even in the face of malicious ridicule, the handsome man showed a calm smile with grace and restraint: "This will not hurt anyone, and it is also the most reasonable method. You You can try it occasionally..."
The swarthy man tugged on his collar and said with disdain: "This is a stupid thing that only you would do..."
The handsome man did not argue with his brother again and turned his head to look at the scenery outside the balcony.
The shadowy and twisted shadows travel freely through the deep and treacherous dark sea. They are almost undetectable under the camouflage of the dark background. They hum crazy, twisted and blasphemous songs, and one after another they throw in one after another from the depths of the ocean. It appears that various buildings of different styles are constantly floating towards the sea at this moment.
This is a dark and crazy ocean composed of the sediments of consciousness, memory, and knowledge at the bottom of all living things.
This place is full of twisted desires, irrational chaotic ravings and absurd nightmares, full of filthy, blasphemous and malign intelligence and information. Madness is the main theme here. It is difficult for any creature with intelligence and reason to survive in this crazy sea. Medium to long term stay.
This is...the sea of the collective unconscious.
"It's such an unchanging scenery..." The handsome man sighed slightly, and then continued to flip through the thick book with a black cover, saying nothing.
