"Ah?" The little black man thought for a time that he had heard wrongly. Although he was covered with a shell that covered his expression at this time, his voice faithfully reflected that the biggest secret in his heart had been revealed to his face. He was so panicked and surprised that he subconsciously wanted to retort, "I, I don't know what you are talking about..."
Wu Ming didn't pay attention to the little black man's attempt to conceal his behavior, and explained again very patiently: "We are from the Time and Space Administration. As the name suggests, we are a group that specializes in managing the order of time and space, and hunting down time travelers who try to modify history and those who travel illegally. An organization of criminals. Now they are checking your water meter because of your unregistered black household crossing behavior. I hope you can honestly explain and cooperate with the work, otherwise..."
He didn't finish his words, but the little black man still smelled a hint of danger in his tone: "Otherwise...?"
Wu Ming did not speak directly, but Zhao Sida, who was standing next to him, flashed her eyes and projected a light screen, on which a video recorded at an unknown time began to play.
On the light screen, a giant black dragon with ferocious spikes growing all over its body was soaring in the sky. The black dragon spread its wings that covered the sky and covered with corpses, and stared down at everyone through the light screen. Then it let out a deafening dragon roar, and the blazing white light pillar turned into the fire of punishment and fell from the sky. The surrounding buildings and the demonized plants that looked like animals gradually melted and burned under the light and burning of the light pillar. Ashes, and then endless light flooded the entire light curtain.
Even through a light curtain, the little black man could clearly feel the terrifying aura of destruction from the video recording...
Wu Ming shrugged: "Look, the end result is a Starburst for you."
Siegfried on the side, after seeing his past self with strange tastes, felt a strong sense of shame in his heart for some reason, and shouted in an almost angry tone: "Why are you showing the video of my previous dragon roar at this time? !”
Zhao Sida put away the light screen projection and replied seriously: "This kind of dragon roar that can destroy a city seems to be the most intimidating."
"Then don't use my videos! At least don't use videos from that era!"
Wu Ming ignored the little dispute between them, turned to the little black man and spread his hands: "How about it? Are you going to receive our brother Fei's saturation bombardment at close range, or are you going to cooperate with us and explain honestly? It's up to you. .”
The little black man looked at the situation that both parties were in and felt that there was really no need for them to lie to him about this kind of thing, so he decided to tell the truth. Of course, this was not because Wu Ming's speaking skills and charisma were so powerful. A few words could do it. Let the other party change sides and surrender as a courtesy. What directly prompted the little black man to make up his mind to tell the truth was that he saw Zhao Sida not far away who had taken out a large amount of transparent silk thread, and Siegfried, who had transformed into a dragon and began to exude a threatening aura.
"I don't remember how I ended up in this world..."
In fact, Morrie himself didn't know how he came to this world. He just wanted to use the Great Wishing Technique to create a miracle, but something seemed to interfere with the operation of the Great Wishing Technique in the middle. The entire wishing process The technique was out of control and his consciousness was swallowed up. When Mori came to his senses again, he was already trapped in a mirror world composed of countless mirrors.
At first, Morrie could only slightly interfere with the real world through the mirror. After a period of contact, he also gained some understanding of the world.
As a time traveler who came to this world inexplicably, after learning about this world, Morrie thought about trying to start a new and magnificent life here.
In the world he originally lived in, there was a global wish-making network. The wish-making technique, the great wish-making technique, and a series of supporting extraordinary techniques were also popularized. Almost everyone could enjoy this power of making wishes come true. Individuals do not have to struggle for material needs; they only need to make wishes to make material life extremely convenient and comfortable.
And in such a best of times, Morrie is just a nobody who disappears from everyone.
He was not born in the era of the Miracle War and shed his blood for the rise of [Miracle]. He also missed the great cause of writing a wishing network to benefit generations in the era of great miracles, and he never participated in the crusade against the fallen Miracle Saints. He lived many, many years after these almost legendary times. It was the best of times. The dedication and sacrifice of the ancestors had been realized. The world was no longer cold and hopeless. The wishing network had successfully spread to almost everyone. They can all use the power of [Miracle]. Except for the occasional near-natural disaster [Disaster Matrix], there was no danger in that era.
People living in that era could solve anything through wishing, and there was nothing that the wishing network couldn't do. In that era when dreams can be achieved, poverty no longer refers to the lack of material needs but specifically refers to people's spiritual lack. Almost everyone is trapped in spiritual poverty, and almost everyone is suffering. Pursuing the path of psychological satisfaction and self-realization...
And Morrie was also a member of this sea of suffering, so when he came to this backward but full of opportunities world, his first thought was to change the world.
However, after only staying in this world for a while, he had the idea of going back.
Because it is too inconvenient to move around in this world...
After losing the support of the wishing network, the wishing technique that was convenient and easy to use in the past could not exert its original power, and Mori found it inconvenient to do anything. But fortunately, there is an urban legend about the Mirror Immortal Ceremony circulating in this world. He used this urban legend to start helping others realize their wishes. At first, it was just to accumulate wish power to return to the real world, but then he discovered that he could use it to interfere with reality. As the legend spreads, his power is constantly recovering, and the speed of acquiring wish power is getting faster and faster...
As a result, before he could accumulate enough willpower to return to his original world, he was arrested by Wu Ming and others.
Morrill omitted many details about the wish-making technique and only told about his recent experiences, but this also took a lot of time. By the time he finished telling everything he knew, it was already two or three in the morning.
After listening to the story, Wu Ming touched his chin with a trace of confusion on his face: "In other words, you don't understand the shadow monster shell on your body?"
"I don't know what this is..." The little black man shook his head. He looked at his hands that were smoking black and became a little more confused. "Ever since I woke up, this layer of stuff has been attached to me like armor. The surface of my body completely separates my body from the outside world... I have also thought about removing these things. This attempt could be successful in the past, but recently this attempt has become more and more difficult..."
"Now, after I come to the real world, I can feel that I can no longer separate from this layer of things on my body."
As he spoke, the little black man opened his hands and showed his chest and abdomen to everyone. The place where a huge gap should have been cut has now been completely healed, and there is no trace of the horrific wound that was deep enough to show the bone just now. .
