"Are you alright, young man? How can I walk and fall well? ”

"It's alright...... All right...... It's just, hiss......"

"What a fall......

The young man on the ground grinned in pain, gasped, and didn't get up with his hands a few times.

Among the people passing by, some kindly stepped forward to help, and some slowed down their pace, or looked curiously, or looked at them with an immersive brow.

This is a scene that is not in the story woven by fate,

It is an accident other than fate, bad luck, and luck.

It was like a dead silence where a stone had been thrown from the surface of the lake, and the people around who were indirectly affected were like ripples after the lake was broken.

Last night, the order of the abnormal bureau to restore fate started with this thin young man, and at this moment, Jing Chen tore apart the arrangement of fate and chose to start here.

"Ouch...... This fell ...... The bones didn't break, did they...... Young man, do you want me to pull you along? ”

An old man stopped next to the thin young man, still holding a vegetable bag in his hand, explaining that walking from here, going to the vegetable market to buy vegetables was his original arrangement.

As he stretched out his hand to the thin young man, the white threads on his body began to tighten.

"Thank you...... Thank you ......."

The young man gasped in pain, took the uncle's hand and barely staggered to his feet,

"Oops...... Young man, you have so much strength here that you almost pulled me down. ”

The old man rubbed his waist, sat down on the side of the road, and pinched the bag in his hand for a long time and didn't get up.

"Oh no, I'm sorry to ......"

The young man gasped and sat down next to him.

"It's okay, I'm fine, it's just that young man, your hands here are really big......"

The old man turned his head, smiling and talking to the thin young man, and the two of them rested together on the side of the road.

At the same time, the white silk thread on the old man's body finally gradually loosened, and then broke.

"Young man...... You have to be careful...... Would you like to call an ambulance doctor? ”

"It's alright...... I'll just rest for a while......"

The white silk threads on the head and body of the person next to him who were affected by this sudden change and changed their trajectory were also fading until they also broke.

This is like a precision running instrument, Jing Chen went up and kicked one of the gears, and the other gears were indirectly scattered all over the ground.

It's also like this is a woolen toy, Jing Chen grabbed the thread at the moment and pulled it...... The whole yarn toy was scattered again into a messy pile of threads.

Of course...... It's more like Jing Chen is spreading his influence, just like the previous fate.

Jing Chen stood aside,

Looking at the world in front of him, which was originally filled with dense white silk threads, a hole appeared like this, and then this hole was still spreading out at an extremely fast speed.

A very subtle feeling surged out unfreely in Jing Chen's heart.

It feels like he's also spreading influence and influencing the fate of these people just like fate.

With a flick, the fragile fate of these people goes in the other direction...... It's like fiddling with an insignificant toy.

Even if he just stood here, it would have an impact on the fate of these people.

Well?

Immediately after, Jing Chen was startled and suddenly came back to his senses.

Then I couldn't help but smile on my face.

He doesn't have the same interest in fate as he does in fiddling with anyone's fate.

“…… Blood Eagle, go and stop his way. ”

The Blood Eagle fell on Jing Chen's shoulder again, casually pointed at another person on the street, and said another word to the Blood Eagle,

Jing Chen turned his head again, looking at the hollow that gradually expanded as the crowd on the street resumed its activities, and gradually entangled the world here.

“…… Dad, we're going to be late. Let's hurry up. ”

"Forget it, it's already late anyway, so don't worry, let's eat breakfast first."

A child carrying a small schoolbag was led by his father into the breakfast room next to him, and the hollow white silk thread broke into the breakfast shop with the actions of the father and son.

"Boss, let's have two bowls of noodles......"

"Wait, wait...... I don't know what's going on, but there are several bags of powder in the house. ”

"The weather can be damp like this, what's the matter with the boss?"

"Excuse me...... Sorry ......"

The cook, who was busy in the kitchen, stumbled under his feet in response to the child's father's words, and brought out two bags of flour soaked in water from the side.

There was some doubt in his eyes, and he couldn't help but crouch down, and the shooter rolled over.

“…… Boss, don't you want these two bags of flour? ”

"Don't do it, it's all damp and rotten......"

The boss put down his work, first carried out two bags of soaked flour, and threw them on the side of the road.

An old lady passing by on the side of the road gave way to the boss, and then simply stopped to rest.

"Huh...... It's all good flour, and it looks like a pity. ”

Lowering her waist, the old lady reached out and grabbed the flour she didn't want, and said with some pity.

"Old lady, you can't ask for this, but you can't take it to eat, and you'll come to me again when you get sick after eating it."

The owner of the breakfast shop hurriedly said hello,

"I know, I know...... I've lived for such a long time, and I still don't know about it...... Eh...... What's the flooding...... It's all yellow mud...... Boss, your shop is flooded! ”

"Haha......"

The old lady said, and the people next to her also laughed,

At this time, two more children ran by, grabbed the soaked dirty flour on the ground, and played with each other.

"Eat me, big snowball!"

"What a big snowball, it's obviously a flour ball, eat my ...... with a punch of flour"

“…… Two stinky boys, don't make a fuss here and here......"

"Oops...... Oops, be careful...... Be careful...... Don't knock over all the stalls, I'll bet you here for you to accompany you later. ”

Under this series of reflections,

The white silk threads that connect to the sky gradually go from clear to looming, and then to disappear and break.

The world, which was originally densely packed with all kinds of white silk threads intertwined with each other, became more and more hollow.

Although there are occasional counterattacks, there is no place for white silk threads, and with the activities of people with white silk threads,

But it's like a little girl struggling to mend her woolen toy,

No matter how fast the sewing is, how can it be destroyed unscrupulously.

Looking at this world, dense, the originally impermeable white silk thread just broke and disappeared for itself,

Jing Chen had an inexplicable pleasure in his heart.

finally

The white silk thread cavity spread to the entire street, and then spread from the entire street to the entire Wang'an City.

Just like last night when the white silk thread began to spread throughout Wang'an City,

How densely intertwined it is, at this moment, it is broken back by Jing Chen.

I saw that in the field of vision in front of me, it was originally dense and impermeable.

The white silk threads that appear on buildings, people, tree branches, and even dead branches on the ground become sparse little by little.

Until, it seems to have reached a tipping point, and there is a new change.

"Are you alright, young man?"

"It's okay, it's okay, I'm just ...... I ......"

On the side of the street, the thin young man and the old man were still sitting next to each other, resting together.

The old man gasped, then pinched the bag and supported his legs, ready to get up again.

The thin young man answered, turned his head and looked at the bustling street, and for a moment, his eyes showed some confusion.

"You see you're a young man, your physique isn't as good as mine, I'll just rest here for a while. Why are you still stunned? ”

"It's okay, I'm just ...... I am...... By the way, I'm going to rush to teach the students. ”

The thin young man staggered.

"Yo, so young, still a teacher, which school, maybe my grandson is also studying in your school."

The old man replied and asked.

"Which school...... Which school ......"

"Young man, what's wrong with you, can't you be stupid, I can't remember which school I work in."

The thin young man rummaged through his memories, his eyes revealing some confusion.

He remembers that he passed the interview and gave lessons to students...... But which school is coming.

“…… That is, it's the middle school in front. ”

"No. 12 Middle School, my grandson really goes to school there......"

"Really...... Right. ”

A little confused and confused, the thin young man paused again,

Raise your head, turn around, and look around.

“…… I seem to have broken it, young man, and I can't remember what I came out to buy...... My wife called me? ”

"Do I have a wife? Eh...... I'm so old that I should have a wife...... Oh, young man, you do this, my head seems to be a little confused. ”

“…… Did it rain last night? There are still traces of blisters on the road...... Ay...... Hey, the rain has stopped! ”

The old man suddenly came to his senses, patted his legs, and shouted loudly.

And then...... The things that were confused before seemed to be forgotten again, as if nothing had happened, but the surprise rain had stopped.

And the young man, still a little dazed, stood in place,

"Together, they are the best arrangement of fate...... Should I look for a job...... I should get a good job...... The masters all said, "My life should be very smooth in the future......"

The young man muttered.

Something similar is happening all over the street.

Received from the person next to the thread of fate broken, indirect or direct person,

After the white silk thread also crumbled, it either changed what was originally going to be done, and it was about to go in a trance and go in another direction.

The whole world has become a little chaotic and even chaotic here for a short time.

However, compared to the regular and calm silent 'death' before, it is more like a sudden awakening of the heart of life.

“…… You flat-haired brute, get out of the way...... Get out of the way! ”

An old lady chases the blood eagle that blocks her way,

It's just that in addition to her, the blood eagle also blocked the way of many individuals in a row, moving back and forth on the road in a good way, blocking half of the road.

“…… You're a flat-haired brute, flat-haired brute......"

The old lady didn't seem to know what it meant to be afraid at the moment, and she couldn't stop scolding at the Blood Eagle, a guy who seemed to be a bird of prey.

"Get out of here...... Get the hell out of me......"

Scolding, the old lady also picked up a broom from the side and slapped it on the ground in front of the blood eagle.

The blood eagle doesn't know what fear is, and it still swims well.

The scenery watching from the side has an inexplicable and wonderful sense of déjà vu.

If 'fate' also has wisdom and consciousness, isn't it like this old lady at this moment, angry and corrupt?

Looking at the old lady again, Jing Chen had an extra photo in his hand, and the photo let go, and drifted towards the old lady with a gust of wind.

Gradually, he fell in front of the old lady.

“…… Flat-haired beast ......"

The old lady scolded again, but her eyes fell on the photo unconsciously.

The photo shows the appearance of a little boy, and it is some of the photos that Jing Chen collected last night.

The one in the photo should be the grandson of the old lady.

“…… I obviously don't have grandchildren, how can I look at this doll so kind......"

The old lady threw down the broom in her hand, almost with both hands, and stopped the photo,

Looking at it for a long time, he refused to take his eyes off the photo,

"Why are you so kind......

There was confusion in his eyes, and tears flowed from his eyes.

According to Jing Chen, the little boy has died, dying in the flood a few days ago.

In the arrangement given by fate, he may not exist.

However, at this moment, the thread of fate has been broken again.

Looking at the confused and red-eyed old lady again, Jing Chen paused again,

And left here.

Turning into a shadow, Jing Chen hurried towards the Lethe River as the white silk thread world spread into the hollow.

……

"Seongnam new graduates have successfully found jobs and started a peaceful life as teachers day after day."

"The men and women in the north of the city met by chance, talked happily, and will live together in the future."

"A man who moves to the capital city will start a business, and in a quiet life, everything will go smoothly and make a windfall."

……

"New teachers in Seongnam may find jobs, and in the post-flood recovery period, it may be easier to get jobs when there is a shortage of teachers, but not in the past, but in the future."

"The encounter between men and women in the north of the city is just accidental, and the resumption of work and many affairs after the flood have left them with no time to take care of other things for the time being, the things that have been blistered at home need to be replaced, and the food that cannot be used at home needs to be bought again."

"The man who moved to the capital started his business, but he chose to sell winter clothes......

In the subtlety, the details and trajectories have changed.

Broke the white threads in the sky.

After the flood receded, the influence of fate also temporarily faded under the influence of Jing Chen.

In the city of Wang'an, the joy of the flood and disaster is gradually ringing.

When I arrived at the Jingchen River in Wang'an City, I couldn't help but think,

He didn't count it, he did something similar to the King of Calamity.

The king of disasters has two disasters that have broken most of the arrangements of fate.

He doesn't seem to be much better here.

Standing in the original position on the bank of the Wang'an River, Jing Chen turned his head and looked at the stall of Old Man Hong not far away.

On Old Man Hong's booth, there was still an endless stream of guests, waiting in line for Old Man Hong's guidance.

Old man Hong was still the same, smiling and greeting the guests.

And every guest who communicated with Old Man Hong had an extra white silk thread on his head.

Just like the source of fate, the influence of fate is still diffused.

It's just that, occasionally, under the influence of Jing Chen's 'accident' other than Jing Chen's fate, it will easily collapse again.

“…… This is considered a success, right? ”

Jing Chen looked at the white silk threads that had faded all over the world, and it seemed that the world had returned to normal.

Paused again.

"Ding-dong."

At this time, the phone rang.

"Internet Migrant Worker: Mr. Apocalypse, the temperature here is back to normal.

Cyber Migrant Workers: Did the organization do anything?

Revelation: Hmm. ”

"Rona: Great Mr. Revelation, under your protection, Wang'an City has survived this difficult time!

Na: The torrential rain and flooding have stopped, do you have any new instructions?

Revelation: Hmm. Await orders. ”

This time, Jing Chen really did it.

Chance outside of fate, luck......

Silently, heaven and earth changed twice in one night and one day.

Jing Chen smiled with a smile on his face.

Then he paused.

It seems that there is one last thing left to do.

Picking up his mobile phone, Jing Chen sent a message to Lao Chen of the Abnormal Investigation Bureau.

……