Chapter 166 Arrangement and Execution
The world is strange.
Luke felt this way from the moment he was born, as if there was something incongruous.
It was difficult for him to describe his feeling, but if he had to say it, it was like a seemingly intact apple with a bunch of moths hidden inside.
At first, he felt that maybe because he was a time traveler, he arrived in a future world nearly a hundred years later and was in a foreign country, so he couldn't adapt.
But all this changed completely when he suddenly appeared in a strange base when he was three years old, and the reality of the world appeared before his eyes.
He remembered the scene of that day clearly.
The crazy man blew the golden horn. He looked at himself with a puzzled expression, as if wondering why a child was coming.
But soon, the man knelt down to him, put his head on the ground, and spoke respectfully.
"Angel of God, you must be the messenger sent by the Horn of Doom."
Countless sirens sounded outside, the flashing dazzling red light illuminated everything outside, and four or five fully armed people rushed in.
"Is it an intruder? No, it's a high-level, manager-level person who came in through authority!"
"It's Manager Wang. Damn it, he was indeed contaminated by the 'Ultimate Inscription'!"
"I know foreigners are unreliable, and their promotion policy must be more stringent in the future!"
Their movements were so fast that they were inhuman. They took the man away in a few seconds, and then their eyes fell on themselves.
"How did this child appear here?"
"It seems to have been summoned by the horn of doom..."
Everyone retreated quickly. The middle-aged man in the lead had dirty hair and a cloudy right eye. He said with a solemn expression: "Use the sealed object to imprison him immediately. The highest level of alert!"
"Numbered derivative number three!"
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"The summons of the Doomsday Horn does not seem to take into account time parameters. It was summoned because I wanted to destroy the world at this time, and because of my experience of being imprisoned, I wanted to destroy the world."
"Hmm...is this a cycle?"
After the feeling of being watched disappeared, Luke slowly closed the book. The title of the book was revealed under the light. It was a very old book - "The Count of Monte Cristo".
"It doesn't matter. Edmond Dantès will forgive, but I will not."
Everything on the monitor looked normal, but in fact Luke had slowly stood up, walked into the door step by step, and put his hand on it.
When I had no power before, I felt that this world was very strange. Now when I wake up and come to the mysterious space to share power, I still feel very strange.
The information depth of each sealed object was outrageous. In his perception, some existences were of the kind that even if they shared the power of Luke from other worlds, it still made him feel terrified.
Not to mention anything else, just talking about sealing his house number 1408, a derivative of a third-level sealed item contains attributes such as time, space, replication, circulation, etc., achieving the feat of infinite looping and time and space dislocation. In theory, it can Copy unlimited tokens.
"It's outrageous."
The door was corroded silently, but what appeared before us was another clean hotel suite with the new door intact.
The invisible domain spreads, and the room door has no obstruction, but the part of the domain beyond the hotel suite also enters a new hotel suite.
Then he used the space spell and the secret door to place the anchor point outside, but without exception, the opposite environment was a hotel.
"Don't be reckless."
Luke was not discouraged. He had already expected this situation, and green light flowed from his fingertips.
Among all abilities, there are two that are related to time. One is that the Naruto world copies Uchiha Fugaku's kaleidoscope pupil technique "Ama no Mochi" and "Ama no Suga", and the other is Kama Taki's time magic in the Marvel world.
During Loki's cycle, he raised his magic proficiency to his upper limit. Without the assistance of the Eye of Agamotto, time magic cannot be used on a large scale, but it can still be used on himself and in a small range. of.
Time is reversed, and the corroded door miraculously returns to its original appearance.
There is more than one sealed object in the Future Fund that monitors the situation of sealed objects. As far as he knows, the first-level sealed object "Crisis Public Relations" will call the police on sealed objects that actively escape, and the zero-level "Wisdom Tree" can ask about anything, that is, The price is also a bit high.
There is no way to escape. As long as you use analysis to find out the entire house number 1408, you can understand the principle of spatial dislocation contained in it, and then escape through your own control of space.
But, it's been too long.
This alone will take three months to complete.
Luke didn't want to wait any longer, so he chose the backup plan.
He raised his head slightly, and there were countless densely packed silk threads in his eyes. Among them, there was an unusually large node where the threads were wrapped, located in the center of all the threads.
"This name...is that person's son."
He was about to adjust it when he suddenly saw the thread moving on its own.
"This is……"
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Wang Lang feels that things have not been going well for him recently.
After graduating from college, he found a job in graphic design. The salary was not high and he had to work overtime every day. When he came home every day, he was physically and mentally exhausted, almost falling apart from exhaustion.
There is no way, if he doesn't do it, others will do it. Everyone is working on 996. How dare you, a newcomer in the workplace, not work overtime?
My father works out of town all year round and has not been home for almost twenty years. Sometimes he wonders if he has died outside. My mother is also suffering from physical problems and has been diagnosed with liver cancer.
My girlfriend and I have also entered a period of burnout. The other party always accuses me of being unmotivated and incompetent. Recently, I won’t even let him sleep with me.
He juggles work, family and love exhaustingly, and is as tired as a dog every day. Today is the third anniversary of the relationship between him and his girlfriend. He laughed miserably at the fat bald boss, but in the end the other party just gave him a look that said he was going out.
This probably means I agreed.
He breathed a sigh of relief and planned to give his girlfriend a surprise, but as soon as he bought flowers, the hospital gave him a surprise.
Rushing to the hospital, Wang Lang rushed to the familiar ward as soon as he got off the car. He was sweating profusely and barely breathing. When he saw that his mother was missing on the bed, he hurriedly pulled the nurse on duty to ask.
"Where's Ms. Qin Fang in bed 302?"
The young nurse had been working for so many years, so she obviously knew the situation, and informed him with some sympathy on her face.
"I'm sorry for the sudden worsening of my condition."
Seeing that Wang Lang was in a daze and a little helpless, the little nurse couldn't help but comfort him with a few words of comfort.
"If you get liver cancer, you will suffer. Please be more considerate."
Wang Lang completed the follow-up process in a daze, always feeling a little unreal when he returned to the rental house where he and his girlfriend lived.
Before he entered the door, he heard a familiar sound.
Wang Lang felt his heart contract. He silently took out the key and walked in. Through the half-open door, he saw his best brother sleeping on his bed, chatting with his girlfriend. The two of them communicated so selflessly that they didn't even speak. Noticed an extra person in the room.
He walked into the kitchen silently, staring at the objects on the chopping board.
"I must be dreaming."
He repeated it over and over again, trying to convince himself, when his pocket vibrated and a call came from his boss.
Before Wang Lang could say anything, he heard "You don't have to come to work tomorrow."
"Why?"
"Have you been approved for leave before you leave?"
"My mother just left. Do you have any conscience?"
There was a busy signal on the phone the next second.
Wang Lang let go of the phone and held the kitchen knife.
He has not lived a satisfactory life since he was a child. Being bullied at school without a father has made him develop a timid character. He wants to escape when encountering difficulties, and he behaves like a child who has not grown up.
But at this moment, he only felt that the anger in his heart had crowded out his reason.
He couldn't remember what happened next. He only knew that his eyes were blood-red, and there were vague screams and his girlfriend's screams in his ears. Soon, even the screams were gone.
Afterwards, he calmly went to the bathroom to take a shower, calmly went to the kitchen to pick up the dropped mobile phone, and calmly called the police.
"Hey, is this the police?"
"Hello, how can I help you?"
"I want to surrender."
He briefly explained what happened, waited for a while, followed the police's instructions, and left the rental house. He saw a police car and a policeman who was on guard from the car and asked him to raise his hands.
At this time, a speeding dump truck rushed over in the distance like it was out of control. It was very fast and very large.
The sky suddenly got a little brighter.
Wang Lang saw the police officers on the opposite side quickly retreating with frightened expressions. He raised his head and saw a huge, burning meteorite falling from the sky.
boom--
The earth was turned upside down, like a magnitude 15 earthquake. The strong impact blew up everything around it. The edge of the meteorite happened to hit Wang Lang's dump truck. It was countless levels stronger than the dump truck in terms of size and tonnage and directly hit it. The car and driver were destroyed together.
Wang Lang felt his body fly up and fell heavily to the ground. He coughed out a mouthful of blood and looked at the scene around him. The scattered dust and flames enveloped the area, and he was a little confused for a moment.
Not far away, a beautiful blonde girl walked quickly and stretched out her hand to herself.
"Finally found you, Wang Lang!"
Wang Lang looked at her blankly, "Who are you?"
"Kelly, Director of Future Technology Security Department."
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In a remote village in Florida, a tall white tower stands abruptly in this small place.
On the thirteenth floor of the White Tower, four masked men gathered in front of a typewriter.
I saw clearly written on the typewriter:
[At this time, a speeding dump truck rushed over in the distance like it was out of control. It was very fast and very large.
Wang Lang stared blankly at the... (crossed out) that was rapidly approaching him.
The sky suddenly got a little brighter.
Wang Lang saw the police officers on the opposite side quickly retreating with frightened expressions. He raised his head and saw a huge, burning meteorite falling from the sky. 】
"Brothers, someone is marching!"
"His grandma, what third-rate writer would give me the whole meteorite!"
"That's right, releasing meteorites in the downtown area is really incredible, and the dump truck is so classic!"
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