"A recent graduate successfully passed the long-prepared interview and became a teacher. On the first day, after the last class of the students in the same class, he said goodbye to the students who had left the classroom in turn, and finally left the classroom himself. Starting tomorrow, just as the fortune teller he met the other day told him, he will begin a peaceful and smooth life...... This is the best arrangement of fate. ”

"An adult who had just gotten off work rode a battery bike to pick up her child from school, and along the way, her child would tell her about what had happened at school and ask her what she would have for dinner...... Dinner in the evening and arrangements before going to bed were already arranged on the way home. ”

"A woman who has been busy all day and has made her a little bad today, on the way home, she ran into an old friend, and it is rare that she and he have a good conversation, maybe they will meet next time......"

Dense white threads spread all over the world, constantly intertwined and outlined.

The silk thread of the goddess of fate seems to outline and depict a perfect world full of intricacies and every detail, a perfect drama.

This somewhat lively and depressing scene continues to appear in front of Jing Chen's eyes as more and more dense white silk threads appear.

Looking around, in Jing Chen's eyes, except for the figures wriggling under the white silk threads and the dense white silk threads themselves, he couldn't see anything else clearly.

On the garbage on the ground, on the flying birds, on the people who walked, on the cars that ran, even on the wind, on the rain that was getting farther and farther away,

It's all dense white silk threads.

Carried by the white silk thread, it seems to be a child who has just finished class, pulling his grandmother, trotting towards a dark shop on the street,

The old lady who was being led by the child, her face was pulled by the silk thread, and naturally she also showed a smile, coaxing her child, and followed the child into the dark store.

In the dark shop, a person was also smiling, as if waiting for the chef in the back kitchen to bring the food.

In the bustling streets, it seems that the previous rainstorms and floods that flooded the first and second floors did not exist.

As this eerie ritual called 'Normal Life' expanded, so did the flood water throughout the city.

Finally.

In the spread of white silk threads near midnight.

It's dawn!

Jing Chen, who turned into a shadow, stood on a high place above a tall building.

Looking at this city of Wang'an after dawn, ushering in a new day.

In Wang'an City, the entire city is covered with dense white silk threads.

As things moved in the city, the white silk thread trembled slightly.

The whole city is like a messy world of the white threads of fate.

The heavy dark clouds in the original sky faded, and the rising morning sun poked out the clouds, shining the sun on the entire Wang'an City.

Under the sun, the people who had been cowering in the high-rise building walked out of the house one by one.

One by one, the people who were hiding in high places walked down the steps.

Sanitation workers took brooms and began to sweep the dead leaves from the streets, and the workers rushed out of their houses in a hurry to change their clothes.

The traces of silt left by the flood are also gradually disappearing in this whole city and the whole world under the white silk thread.

Smoke rises again from restaurants and shops that had been flooded before.

The disaster seems to be far away, and under the clear sky, the city of Wang'an in the early morning is peaceful and quiet.

People who are just hiding in their houses and waiting for the torrential rain and floodwaters to stop seem to have forgotten the celebration of waiting for the flood to leave.

It was as if the flood had never come, and the torrential rain disaster had never happened.

Everything is just moving forward according to the predetermined order, which has never changed.

Standing on a high place, Jing Chen looked at Wang'an City, which was filled with countless messy silk threads.

Looking at the bustle of Wang'an City, it doesn't look like a lively world, but more like a dead specimen.

Right now

Under the order of fate, the 'disaster' that does not exist under the order of fate is driven out,

But the whole world has also ushered in another kind of death.

It's just more, silently.

“…… Grandma, grandma, I'm going to eat this bun...... After eating the buns, I'm going to school. The school is going to have a drawing class today......"

“…… It's coming...... Huo, there are just two buns left today, just leave them for you, give! ”

"Uncle Zhang...... We're going to get married in a week, and we're going to have a wedding drink...... No, everything is the best arrangement of fate. ”

"Oops...... I almost smashed the billboard......"

Listening to the whole noisy sound, the dense white silk threads that almost obscured the view,

Jing Chen came down from the high place again.

……

“…… Once the program began, we cut off all contact with the outside world. ”

"Try to avoid the spread of outside influence to the Bureau, but that also means that we can't get more information about the outside world."

The Capital Abnormal Investigation Bureau, except for the Reptiles, the ten senior investigators of the Abnormal Investigation Bureau are there.

I haven't left this room since last night's plan began.

Looking at the other investigators, Lao Chen paused and looked outside.

"We can only judge from what we know so far, the temperature situation around the Abnormal Bureau, our first step plan should be successful."

"It's dawn and it's a good day. There was sun and it was warm. ”

Lao Chen spoke, with a smile on his face.

Yinhu next to him, the lady also smiled on her face, but she smiled and smiled, and the smile on her face faded again.

The first step of the plan, using the order of fate to force the disaster away, should have been successful.

But it is easier to please God than to send God,

The crisis of the King of Disasters is followed by a crisis of fate.

And this, they can't do much.

can only have enough trust in the mysterious powerful man on the banks of the Wang'an River,

It is believed that he can restrain the spread of the influence of fate and organize the 'director' of fate to manipulate the fate of the residents around the capital and Wang'an City.

Otherwise, the Bureau of Divergent Coordination will have no choice but to use the means of ending in the same end.

Let's see if we can let monsters like the 'Lord of Calamity', gods, descend on this world,

Make it clear and clear to people who die.

"Wait...... The rain has stopped, the temperature has risen, and the flood water should have receded. ”

……

"The lowest temperature in the capital city today is 10 degrees Celsius, and the maximum temperature is 15 degrees Celsius. The outdoor temperature is low, and the meteorological department reminds you to buy more clothes when you go out. ”

"The New Year is approaching, and the riverside lantern festival in Wang'an City is about to start...... It is reported that at the beginning of the lunar month, folk activities such as lantern festivals, lantern riddles, and anti-flower lanterns will be carried out. ”

These are two local news stories from the capital and Wang'an City today.

After appearing on the Internet, the messages on the Internet appeared significantly different.

"Last year's lantern riddle was good, and this year, it's okay. Looking forward to it, it feels very festive. ”

“？？？ Didn't I hear the day before that Wang'an City was flooding, didn't I say that the Wang'an River was flooded? Has the rainstorm stopped? ”

"Is the temperature in the capital warming up to normal? Why haven't you seen anyone say it? On the Internet, it was said that when the climate is warm, what about the people who want to go out to eat and eat? ”

"Has the rainstorm stopped in Wang'an City? Has the flood water receded? How do you feel that there is no movement at all, and suddenly it is like this? ”

"Yes, yes, expectation, expectation. I just like to guess lantern riddles. Or Wang'an City has a festive atmosphere. ”

"Damn, why the hell did I cross over? What about the local people in Wang'an City, the local people in the capital? ”

"Was it a dream I had before? How do I remember that Wang'an City seemed to be flooding before, the whole city was submerged, and many people could not evacuate. ”

"I have always felt that Wang'an City is very good, and I guessed the lantern riddle last year, and I got a small gift when I visited the lantern festival. When I first passed by the Wang'an River, I saw that it was already lit up. ”

The messages on the Internet are clear and somewhat torn.

People who were far away suddenly saw the news that everything was normal in Wang'an City and the Capital City.

The previous torrential rains and floods and abnormal temperature disasters seem to have never happened.

Even reports of disasters such as the end of heavy rains and warmer temperatures have not appeared.

It was like suddenly, both the capital and Wang'an City lost the days of abnormal weather.

“？？？ Aren't you in Wang'an City? Have the floodwaters receded in Wang'an City? ”

"[Weather Forecast Screenshot]"

"What are you talking about? If you don't come to me for the New Year this year, Wang'an City has a very heavy festive atmosphere this year. ”

"Oh...... That's fine. ”

A person outside Wang'an City found his friend in Wang'an City to solve his doubts.

But then, it seems, he forgot his previous doubts, and only talked to his friend about other things.

Across the web,

Strange doubts and inquiries are gradually decreasing,

With the communication of people, the white silk thread implicated in a person's head is still spreading,

Until the last person on the Internet to wonder about it, the doubts also disappeared.

On the Internet, the whole world, did not leave traces of the flood in Wang'an City and the capital was meteorological anomaly just half a day ago.

It seems that for all of us, for the whole world, none of this has ever happened.

"Great! The lantern riddle by the Wang'an River, although I am in the field, I must go there if I have the opportunity! ”

"It's a warm winter in the capital this year, haha, I don't feel too cold even in a coat."

The traces of the coming of the Calamity King seem to have been wiped clean.

……

"Daddy, kid. Pack up your stuff and let's go. ”

"Packing up? Walk...... Where are you going? ”

Lintian City, the man who exchanged the Divine Apocalypse trading platform for the 'Temperature Stealer' just put down his mobile phone at the moment,

Standing by the balcony window, looking out of the window with some distraction.

At this time, his wife came up from the side and said hello.

The man was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously asked rhetorically.

Hearing this, his wife was also stunned, looked back at the suitcase that had just been loaded, and then smiled a little,

"I'm going on a trip. It's not you who took the risk of taking potions again. Just take the child out for a walk, and you also go out for a walk. ”

"Oh......"

When the man heard this, he came back to his senses and a smile appeared on his face.

"Then you go and wake up the child, and we'll go."

"Well, I'm looking. There is nothing else to bring. ”

The woman walked away, and the man looked back out the window, paused his movements, frowned, and soon his brows stretched again,

Just bend down and open some suitcases,

“…… Where are we going, bringing so many thick clothes? ”

"We also have to be a warm place for travel......"

Looking at the contents of the suitcase, the man couldn't help but smile,

"If it's not suitable, you can clean up the ...... again"

The woman answered outside the house.

……

“…… Whew......"

"It feels like it's a good day, huh...... Wait until you're done here and go out in the sun? ”

"Hmm...... No way. You have to hurry up and perfect the functions you have thought of before. ”

Capital City, in the house.

The sunlight penetrated through the gaps in the curtains and swayed on the table in front of Cheng Heng.

Turning his head and looking at it, Yu Chengheng turned his head back again, facing the computer, with high morale and enthusiasm, carrying out the maintenance work of the 'Divine Enlightenment Platform'.

Mr. Revelation has put such a great trading platform in his hands, which is his great trust.

This is also the greatest value of the humble him to Mr. Revelation and the organization.

Seeing that there are more and more users of the Divine Revelation platform, Yu Chengheng also has a special sense of achievement.

This is a great part of the great Inspired Organization for all of you!

In addition, he is also looking forward to making more contributions to the organization and Mr. Revelation.

He himself will be able to become stronger and become a powerhouse in the mysterious world.

“…… Ding dong. ”

At this time, a computer next to Yu Chengheng rang again.

Users of the Apocalypse trading platform apply for item trading.

Now most of the items are traded between other people and the Anomaly.

There is no need for the Apocalypse trading platform to transit in the middle of the transmission.

Most of the rest, those who need to be transferred, are also contributing to the abnormal adjustment bureau.

However, occasionally, Yu Chengheng also needs to be responsible.

Looking at the content of the item transaction, it is the transaction of two mysterious items,

"Gluttony Blood Exchange Water Trick Body Tissue ......"

Skillfully, Yu Chengheng began to arrange candles and rituals in the house.

At the same time, there are some inexplicable doubts.

Lately, there seems to be a lot of item trading.

Why is it ......

How do you feel like there's something you can't remember?

But it's fine.

With Mr. Revelation, I believe that anything can be solved.

Putting aside his doubts, Yu Chengheng just conscientiously fulfilled the tasks and responsibilities assigned by Mr. Revelation.

……

“…… Xiao Chen, I'm going to work. ”

"Uh-huh. Didn't you apply for a job yesterday? I'm going to work today. ”

"What a job?"

"Teach, teach junior high school math at that middle school over there."

"Yes, congratulations, congratulations, come, this is for you."

In the dense world of white silk threads, Jing Chen found the source of the spread of the threads of fate this time.

Standing aside, Jing Chen watched the dense white silk threads fill up, and he could hardly see the oppressive world of the gaps.

He turned his head again and looked at the Blood Eagle that landed on his shoulder.

I don't know if it's because he, a person outside of his fate, has been interfering with the blood eagle,

At this moment, it is rare that the white silk thread cannot be seen on the blood eagle ground.

“…… Blood Eagle, go and kick him down for me. ”

"Chirp."

Jing Chen wasn't quite sure if Blood Eagle could fully understand, so he just tried to say something.

But apparently, the Blood Eagle understood.

With a long roar, his blood-colored wings fluttered, and he swooped towards the thin young man who was greeting the owner of the steamed bun shop not far away.

“…… Eh, ......"

"Where did you come from...... Be careful......"

The blood eagle slashed low in the air, spread its blood-colored wings, and stretched out the claws of a bird of prey like an eagle,

As if he were grabbing prey, he grabbed the clothes on the chest of the thin young man,

Then he pulled and pulled, and directly pulled the thin young man to the ground.

The people next to him hurriedly came up and shouted, the blood eagle had already left, just staring at the sky, soaring and circling.

The thin young man first suffered pain and fell to the ground.

Then he struggled again and got up again.

"You're all right, young man."

"It's alright, it's alright...... I still have to go to school, so I won't stay long. ”

In Jing Chen's eyes, he saw several white silk threads on the thin young man's body, and he shook it for a while.

Immediately after, it regained its stability.

It seems that we still have to be ruthless.

"Ah......h

Jing Chen glanced at the young man,

Immediately after that, a sarcoma suddenly grew on the sole of the young man's foot, and the whole person was unstable, and he staggered to the ground and let out a miserable scream.

And in Jing Chen's eyes,

fell and tore off the white silk thread on the young man's head.

Immediately after, with the young man's screams, the passers-by next to him also deviated from the direction and track of the original advance.

Jing Chen seems to be able to hear,

A sound of silk threads taut and a crisp sound of breaking began to sound.