Save the kids?!

After hearing the inexplicable whisper, Wu Ming was obviously stunned for a moment, and then a message from the Lucky Ancient God Office forcibly popped up in his mind.

"Anomalous extraordinary power fluctuations have been detected in the vicinity, which are having a spreading effect on human society! The firm is tracing the source in reverse direction, and new operators are requested to pay close attention to the surrounding anomalies to prevent further impact. ”

Pay attention? Now that thing is so good in front of me! Wu Ming said in his heart.

"I don't mean it...... Save the kids! ”

The inexplicable whisper became more fluent, and the young man kept repeating the words, and the alienation of the surrounding environment also stabilized because the murmured words became clearer.

Wu Ming soon discovered that the anomaly of the surrounding environment was an alienation of him alone, even if the vehicles and passers-by around him were distorted into Mondrian-style abstract oil paintings composed of red, yellow and blue color blocks, those ordinary people who did not possess extraordinary senses did not notice the slightest abnormality.

It seems to be to create an environment for private communication...... Such a thought turned around in Wu Ming's head, and then he heard the inexplicable existence occupying the young man's body and new words popping out of his mouth.

"Found ...... Stop them from ......"

The other party has an intention to communicate?! Wu Ming raised his eyebrows slightly, throwing aside the idea of throwing the other party into the containment space, and quickly grabbed the young man's arm and asked, "Why do you want to occupy this body?" What do you want? ”

But the young man didn't answer Wu Ming's question directly, and still muttered to himself like a repeater: "Found ...... Stop them...... Save the children......"

"What to do?" Seeing that the other party didn't mean to answer questions at all, Wu Ming didn't dwell too much on the previous questions, and then asked, "What do you want to find?" Who to block? ”

"Computer...... Crimson ......"

Computer? A supernatural creature addicted to computers? Stop Crimson? Don't want a crimson 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 faded away, and the system used by the Lucky Ancient God Office to monitor and manage the world detected the anomaly that had invaded the real world and corrected it. The overly vivid primary colors gradually return to normal colors, and the abstract oil paintings, which are divided into different blocks, wriggle and revert to the real-world landscape, and the people and cars that have become clumps of color are reclaiming the silhouettes and shapes they should have in the real world.

The illogical abstract environment that has been alienated into oil painting has begun to rapidly 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 that occupied the young man's body was slowly sinking and disappearing, and the surface consciousness belonging to this body was rapidly awakening.

"Crimson and ...... Black ...... "That inexplicable existence still couldn't finish his words in the end, and the young man's golden eyes like amber were gradually turning back to their original black, staring blankly and unfocusedly at Wu Ming.

"Hey! You'd better finish your sentence before leaving! ”

The young man did not respond to Wu Ming's question again, the golden color in his eyes completely faded, and a golden butterfly emerged from the top of the young man's head, flapping its wings and finally taking away the unreality of the oil painting.

"Butterflies?" Wu Ming watched in confusion as the golden butterfly disappeared with the unreal world like a low tide, and he couldn't help but sigh while breathing a sigh of relief in his heart, "It's really tiring to communicate with this kind of existence that doesn't like to talk to people......"

The world has been corrected back to its original state, Wu Ming unlocked the effect of the cognitive influence module, so that the sense of existence of the two returned to normal, and took advantage of the young man's surface consciousness to rise and fully awake before he let go of the hand holding him, and before he spoke, he changed his face with Sichuan Opera with a warm and concerned expression and admonished: "Little brother, don't play with your mobile phone when you cross the street, you almost walked up at a red light just now, what if you are hit by a car?" ”

It took less than a few seconds for the anomaly to erode the real world, and the sidewalk signal light was still a red light indicating a halt.

"Uh...... Yes? The young man with headphones didn't know if it was because his surface consciousness had just risen and he didn't react to what was going on, or because he didn't hear what Wu Ming said while wearing headphones, but the inertia of being dragged made him stumble for a while and almost fell to the ground without standing firmly, and subconsciously wanted to burst into a foul mouth as his tone auxiliary: "You and ...... him"

But before he could say his vulgar words, he was interrupted by a speeding car, and the slightly grumpy young man looked at his steps towards the sidewalk with palpitations, and realized that he had just turned around in front of the ghost gate, and an inexplicable chill rose up his spine, and the vulgar words that had just reached his mouth were forcibly swallowed, and stiffened into a sentence of thanks: "He ...... Who's that...... Thank you ......."

"It's a small matter, don't play with your mobile phone when you cross the street in the future......" Wu Ming waved his hand kindly and didn't 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 actions.

"Hello? You've arrived, huh? I'm going to be there right away, and it's only a matter of a few minutes! Last time you returned my pigeon for five minutes! And wasn't I late this time! You wait, it won't be long before I cross the street......" After the young man hung up the phone and nodded to Wu Ming again to thank him, the signal light on the sidewalk had turned from red to green, and he hurried towards the other side of the road.

Wu Ming's face froze, and then he followed quickly and quietly.

…………

A handsome man, half of his face covered by a golden mask, was leaning back in an easy chair on the balcony of the villa reading a book.

The handsome man wore a pure white double-breasted dress, the neckline was tied with an elegant bow tie, and his black medium and long hair was meticulously combed back, he sometimes flipped through the black cover book without the title in his hand, and sometimes put the book aside, picked up the small teacup and cup saucer on the small coffee table and sipped two sips of black tea, revealing the elegance and calmness of a gentleman in his gestures.

A golden butterfly flashed across the space, and the handsome man who was slightly aware of it put down the teacup in his hand, raised his hand to catch the butterfly that flew up and down towards him, and then saw the golden butterfly turn into a ball of foam and melt into the handsome man's fingers.

The message 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 frowning, and whispered to himself in a voice that only he could hear: "The interference and correction are much greater than expected......

"Your attempt failed?" A dark-skinned man stepped out of the shadows, with a happy smile on his face, and his words were full of schadenfreude, "You old Fei is really inferior!" I can't even do something as simple as delivering information to the outside world! ”

"Half the battle." Even in the face of malicious ridicule, the handsome man showed a calm smile with grace and dignity: "This will not hurt anyone, and it is also the most reasonable means, you can try it occasionally......"

The swarthy man tugged at his collar and dismissed: "This is a stupid thing that only you would do......"

The handsome man did not quarrel with his brother again and turned his head to look at the view outside the balcony.

Shadowy and distorted shadows freely passed through the deep and treacherous dark sea, almost imperceptible under the camouflage of the dark background, humming crazy, twisted and blasphemous songs, one after another, appearing from the depths of the ocean, and now constantly floating towards the sea, all kinds of buildings of different styles.

It is a dark ocean of madness formed by the precipitation of consciousness and memory and knowledge at the lowest level of all living beings.

It is full of twisted desires, irrational chaotic babbling and absurd nightmares, full of filthy, blasphemous vicious intelligence and information, madness is the main theme here, and it is difficult for any creature with intellect and reason to stay in this crazy sea for long.

Here it is...... The sea of the collective unconscious.

"It's really the same scenery...... the handsome man sighed slightly, and then continued to flip through the heavy book with the black cover, and said no more.