The sound of stiff bones cracking echoed in the small space.
Broken limbs mixed with blood fell dullly from the air, hitting the floor and tumbling, and the room was filled with blood in an instant.
It wasn't until the echoes dissipated that a slight gasping sound was revealed.
An Yu raised his arm, wiped the splattered blood on his forehead and eyelids with the bandage on his wrist, and stared at the torn corpses on the ground.
It couldn't be easier for him to use space to tear someone apart.
The prerequisite is to be prepared.
He didn't know if the death just now was an illusion or a premonition.
But in this bizarre second chance, he made no mistakes.
The vibration of the terminal also stopped. An Yu stared at the empty cement pillar, took the terminal out of his pocket, and glanced at the screen.
The survival value is 100%, and he did not suffer any injuries.
The mental power is 100%, and there will not be too strong hallucinations.
Then there is only one possibility, is it prediction?
He licked his lower lips in confusion - he never thought that he would be inspired by such abilities. Not to mention prediction, at this moment due to excessive tension and explosive use of abilities, he felt that his brain was a little empty.
The little octopus man on the screen suddenly frowned and played a message.
-Is the terminal broken?
An Yu took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and let himself calm down.
Then I typed and replied: Why do you ask?
The little octopus man looked worried.
-The time suddenly resets to 2.08 seconds. This isn't a temporary hiccup, I checked and it's still 2.08 seconds behind par. But the time is normal in your area, and it seems that only this device is malfunctioning.
While An Yu was stunned, the little octopus poked at the table with a pen in confusion.
-I was also affected by the terminal. Just now I was thinking about what 21 was doing at the moment. It was very strange. As soon as this idea came to me, it came up again.
The author has something to say:
[Loose pages of scrap books] 35 Where the true knowledge lies
The mysterious truth is hard to find.
But the irony is,
It is often roughly grasped by unimportant people,
Spread among those legends that you think are outrageous and ridiculous.
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PS: There are some scientific explanations for chaos and entropy, and some are customized to fit the mysterious world view. Please don’t get too entangled.
Chapter 87 Area 95 Reappears·87
Under the skin and hair of the corpse, human flesh and large masses of plaster were stiffly condensed together, making it difficult to distinguish the boundaries.
Jiang Xiao felt that it was impossible for human fat and muscle tissue to fuse with lime, but he spent a lot of effort and could not tear the flesh off the plaster.
Qin Zhilu stared at the empty pillar, bent down to pick up several other manuscripts, and stepped back from the stage step by step.
Nothing happened.
He thoughtfully said: "Deformation of human beings and statues. It's a pity that the deformed person died. It's impossible to tell whether it is this painting that is special or whether all manuscripts cannot leave the stage."
Jiang Xiao took photos of the corpse and the manuscript and sent them back to the main city, "I tend to think that this one is special. There is no proof, just intuition..."
Suddenly there was an exclamation at the door, and Kaos, who had just hung up the phone and came in, was frightened by this scene and turned pale.
Jiang Xiao waved to him, "Look at the body. Do you recognize it?"
Kaos trembled and walked forward, glanced at it from a few meters away and nodded, "Mr. Wende, he is a very famous hunter in District 99. He is tall and strong, brave and steady, and he has a team of more than 30 No. A human hunting party.”
He lowered his head while explaining the message while trembling, and soon received a reply, "The people in the hunting team said that he had a bad cold after returning from hunting ten days ago and could only recuperate at home. The harvest of that hunting was very good, enough for them to spend their time. It’s the next off-season, so the team members didn’t bother him these days.”
Jiang Xiao asked: "Do the residents of District 99 admire his hunting luck so much that they believe in it?"
Kaos was surprised, "That's not the case, why do you ask?"
“While others are still alive, their images have already been carved on pillars.”
Kaos looked confused when he heard this and looked at the empty pillar behind Jiang Xiao, "Where is it?"
An Yu, who had been sitting in the corner with his head down, suddenly raised his eyes and asked in a low voice: "Did this pillar have patterns in the past?"
"No." Kaos was confused. "It's just an ordinary pillar supporting the divination room above. It has never been decorated."
Jiang Xiao glanced at An Yu meaningfully and asked, "Does Wen De have any family members?"
"There is only one old mother. He had a wife before, but she was killed by a freak not long after, and he never married again." Kaos looked at the thing on the ground that could not tell whether it was a person or a stone, and moved quickly. He opened his eyes and said, "Let's go to his house and have a look. Oh, by the way, Shangfeng has sent a new receptionist, Colonel Norbert. He will go directly to Wende's house to meet us later."
Before leaving, Qin Zhilu carefully searched the homes of Siena and his companions. There were messy quilts scattered on the partner's bed, and a half-finished bowl of meat porridge was thrown on the table, which had solidified due to the cold. Kaos said that people in District 99 only drank meat porridge at night, and guessed that he suddenly disappeared after something happened in the middle of the night. of. But Siena's house was very tidy, with no information left behind and no signs of fighting.
"The identity of the guy who rushed upstairs last night has been confirmed. He is a 'hoe', who is engaged in resource collection." Kaos reported in a low voice, "Last night he was drinking with some colleagues in the bar and returned before midnight. I’m home, but I came back in the middle of the night.”
The snowy road was difficult to navigate and the car was extremely bumpy. Jiang Xiao sat in the passenger seat and continued to interrogate the relationship between the two killers, while An Yu looked at the frost on the car window in trance.
The little octopus man said that in the first 2.08 seconds before the time was reset, an abnormal data prompt flashed in his terminal - a certain indicator quickly dropped from 100% to 0.1%, but it did not have that indicator. Interpretation permissions, so I don’t know what happened. I only know that after the time was reset, the indicator returned to 100%.
An Yu frowned and looked at the car window. The only data that exists as a percentage is the survival value, which means that during the reset time, he was indeed infinitely close to death. From Winder's sudden attack, to his folding space to bounce the opponent away, and then the guy attacked a second time and really almost killed him, to the time being mysteriously reset - all of this happened in just two seconds, too It was so fast that he didn't even hear the terminal's survival alarm.
Only the time between him and the aberrant was reset. Qin Zhilu and Jiang Xiao were not affected.
A hand came up from the side, Qin Zhilu squeezed his shoulder and asked in a low voice: "Afraid?"
An Yu came back to his senses and shook his head slowly.
At the moment of dying, he was indeed swallowed up by fear - only then did he understand that death is completely different from being threatened and dying, and that living at 0.1% is completely different from controlling the limit at 1%. At that time, I felt that all the organs in my body had stopped, and I even knew the fact of my death deep in my consciousness.
However, the overwhelming fear only happened for a moment. When he foresaw that death had become a fait accompli, an even stronger anti-kill obsession surged in his mind.
"It's amazing, sir." An Yu traced the shape of the frost flowers with his fingers through the glass, "Just now I seemed to feel courage for the first time. Perhaps because the thing I feared the most has become a foregone conclusion, I can be fearless and only be loyal to achieving the goal. Purpose."
Those golden eyes suddenly lost focus for a moment, and he whispered: "Ling Qiu once said that he hopes to teach me four things in his life..."
"Bread, compassion, courage and love." Qin Zhilu looked at him with eyes that were a little soft unconsciously.
An Yu lowered his eyes, "Well, I didn't expect you to still remember."
Ling Qiu is just an ordinary person, but he always seems to be able to predict his life. Even before he died, he gave him a final revelation - those who dare to bet on their last chance of survival will not lose. Although Ling Qiu was already unconscious at that time, it must be that he had asked him to remind him before.
Jiang Xiao suddenly turned around and looked at An Yu worriedly, "Are you okay? Even I'm scared."
"It's okay." An Yu looked calm, "Fortunately, I reacted."
He did not mention the time reset to Jiang Xiao, and only Qin Zhilu knew the truth about his narrow escape. Qin Zhilu asked him to strictly keep all his abilities related to time retrieval secret. His past memory retrieval and current time reset must not be known to the Black Tower.
"At the moment it happened, could you feel the way time was compiled?" Qin Zhilu asked in a voice that could only be heard between them.
An Yu shook his head, "It was too fast. I just felt like I was being torn apart... No, not like that. It was a very real feeling of being torn apart, as real as death."
A leather glove covered the back of his hand and patted it reassuringly.
For some reason, An Yucai suddenly felt a little scared when he was comforted. He was stunned, and when he came back to his senses, he had already grasped the officer's hand with his backhand, and squeezed it again and again through the leather glove.
Some regrets.
Maybe it would be more peaceful if I could actually hold the hand in the glove and feel the fingers of another person with my own fingers.
Qin Zhilu paused, but did not break away from him, and continued to ask in a low voice: "So the triggering condition is near death?"
"Maybe..." An Yu bit his lower lip and shook his head uncertainly, "I wonder if there will be a chance to try again later."
As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Zhilu suddenly said in a deep voice: "It is not allowed to deliberately create conditions to test abilities."
"Huh?" An Yu raised his eyes, "Why..."
"This is absolutely not allowed." Qin Zhilu looked unusually stern, "This is different from the infection and awakening in Area 53. The consequences are irreversible. You must be obedient."
"I understand, sir." An Yu could only nod obediently, "Don't worry, you understand me. I don't dare to really seek death..."
Qin Zhilu snorted coldly, "I hope."
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Wen De's mother is over seventy years old, but she is still in good spirits and is preparing to bake meatloaf at home.
"He should have gone hunting again, right? The frost and snow have been too heavy recently. I heard that the harvests of other hunting teams were not good. I guess he stayed out and refused to come back. This kid..." The old lady shook her head while kneading the dough vigorously. , "You still have to run out when you have a fever, and you can't stop talking nonsense when you are so feverish. No matter how strong your body is, you can't do this..."
"Talking nonsense?" Jiang Xiao asked immediately, "What nonsense?"
"He was so feverish that he was delirious. He suddenly jumped up and muttered something about hiding it in the snow. Then he picked up his hunting ax and rushed out. He couldn't hold back and ignored anyone's questions."
"midnight?"
"Yes." The old lady sighed, smiled kindly, and scolded in a low voice: "When I was in my twenties, I was in full swing. I often went out hunting on impulse in the middle of the night, but this has not happened in more than ten years. After that, I thought he had grown up, but I didn’t expect that he would recover from a fever.”
Jiang Xiao was silent for a moment and then asked: "Did he sleep well during the days when he had the cold?"
"I slept for a long time, but I guess I didn't rest well. I was listless during the day." The old lady recalled for a while, "I just kept thinking about hunting. She said that she dreamed about the hunting god, and she would definitely have a rich harvest next time. Alas, he is dead. My daughter-in-law is only thinking about hunting and hunting, please come and save my silly son..."
When the four of them came out of Wen De's house, Qin Zhilu casually sent the node report to the Black Tower, and then said: "Very clear mental control, super abnormality can penetrate into people's dreams, recruit them to become believers in their dreams, and drive them Do things for yourself.”
Jiang Xiao frowned, "This is troublesome. The super abnormal body can completely blend into the crowd without revealing any flaws. However, according to experience, this kind of super abnormal body is generally not very offensive. Maybe it will be different from the one in District 95?"
"I hope, I hope it doesn't have an additional mental control ability compared to the things in Area 95." Qin Zhilu began to look at the parchment painting carefully again. After looking at it for a while, he suddenly turned to An Yu, "Do you feel The edge of the sheep's blood is weird? After looking at it for a long time, it seems to be undulating, as if it can extend infinitely."
An Yu understood what he meant, lowered his eyes and was silent for a while before whispering: "Sir, actually I have seen this before in the descending state."
He pointed to the outline of the person drawn out with coarse gravel, "Objectively speaking, this figure is not big, but it creates a huge feeling, right? It is very similar to what I saw in my hazy mind before. of a giant golden figure.”
Qin Zhilu frowned, "The golden humanoid..."
An Yu nodded lightly, "Before, you asked me to go to the brain to look at the leftover data of the Yuge Snowfield. There are three photos. In the third photo, a dazzling red light appeared in the sky of the snowfield, and on the other side of the red light lay a A huge human silhouette, shrouded in a golden halo. Doesn’t it look like this painting?”
Qin Zhilu's expression became more solemn, "That photo can never be leaked. Unless the person who painted the picture has supernatural cognition like a poet or dian, he must be the person who personally saw the mysterious arrival."
"Well, there is another possibility. They are soldiers who have had close contact with Zhan Xue and others."
