Weird recovery: Controlling time in the beginning

“997......"

“998......"

“999......"

“1000！"

With a braced arm, the upside-down body bounced lightly.

Wu Jian, who was

shirtless, revealing a body of strong muscles, moved his arms and exhaled lightly.

Exercise, learn, practice weird operations.

During this period, Wu Jian's life became very regular.

Wake up early for a morning jog, then go home to read, buy some healthy ingredients to make yourself a nutritious lunch at noon, take a nap in the afternoon, and do strength exercises after waking up.

Dinner is sometimes made by yourself, and sometimes eaten out.

Communicate weird at night and practice weird operations.

Go to bed at 10 p.m. punctually.

Definitely don't carry fatigue to the next day.

Wu Jian felt that he was living a very healthy life.

He is content with his life.

Taking out his phone, Wu Jian opened the trickster forum, and on the option of the personal assistant, a message was beating.

[Wu Jian, I have already asked you, the skin you want is in the hands of the Archaeological Bureau, and they are willing to give you the skin, but they have one condition. 】

[What conditions?].

Wu Jian moved his fingers and typed out a line of text.

This primordial spell skin is bound to be obtained.

As long as the conditions of the Archaeological Bureau are not too outrageous, he will agree.

[The Archaeological Bureau hopes that you will cooperate with them in an archaeological operation.] 】

Archaeology?

I won't!

Archaeology, Wu Jian had only seen it in books and on TV before.

Let him go to archaeology, he is afraid that he can only be a handyman.

[OK!].

However, Wu Jian did not refuse.

Just by going to make a move, you can get the original spell skin, how to see and earn this kind of thing.

As for the archaeology, there will be any dangers.

He wasn't worried.

If there's danger, he can run.

He only promised to help, but he didn't promise to die.

[Okay, I'll contact the Archaeological Bureau, they should get a message soon.] 】

[Hmm.] 】

Putting away the phone, Wu Jian opened his palm.

Blood climbed in the palm, and the strange palm prints gradually formed distorted words.

"Technique, instrument, body...... It always feels like there's something missing. "

Feeling the cold and strange power in his body, Wu Jian frowned, a little uncomfortable.

The more weirdness he mastered, the more incomplete he felt.

This is also the reason why he always takes the initiative to find weird stubble.

He longs for completeness and needs to be completed.

And this can only be done by dominating more weirdness.

"I had to take my time. "

The blood-colored mist of light dispersed in the palms of his hands, and his hands returned to their original state again, and Wu Jian's figure slowly turned into nothingness.

Wait for him to reappear.

It's already on the splint of the ghost ship on the other side.

He looked up at the completely pale sky, and then looked around at the endless black sea.

Wu Jian grabbed the rudder of the ghost ship on the other side with both hands.

A cold breath came from the rudder to the body.

He felt some kind of strange connection between himself and the ghost ship on the other side.

The medium of connection is the palm of his hand that he left on the rudder of the ship, and the mark left by the worship of the god under his feet.

"Whew!".

The muscles of his arms bulged, and Wu Jian swung the rudder.

He's going to steer the ghost ship on the other side.

Only by controlling it regularly can he have a greater impact on these weirdness, so that these weirdness that cannot be included in his body is more closely connected with him, more like an arm.

The ghost ship on the other side slowly turned, gradually accelerating, and moved on the calm black sea.

Although the sails of the

Other Shore were tattered and did not seem to provide power, the voyage of the ghost ship on the other side was not affected in the slightest by the broken sails.

Under the control of Wu Jian.

The ghost ship cut a long wave in the black waters, moving rapidly.

The strong yin wind followed the movement of the ghost ship, bringing up waves on the calm sea.

"Oh hoo!".

Arms swing and rudders spin wildly.

The ghost ship on the other side left a large arc on the surface of the sea and completed a quick U-turn.

"Cool!".

Facing the cold wind, Wu Jian's white hair fluttered, and a smile appeared on his face.

This is the feeling that drives the big ship to gallop on the sea.

It made him feel the excitement he hadn't felt in a long time.

"Whew!".

After driving the ghost boat on the other side twice, Wu Jian let go of the rudder.

The blood on his hands gradually receded, and Wu Jian's hands were cold.

If he wants to control the other side, Wu Jian needs to use the ghost handprint to cooperate, so that he can swing the rudder freely.

Other weird things can't control ghost ships well because of their form limitations.

But the Ghost Handprint was the one with the lowest level of terror on his body.

Whether it's using a trick sigil or navigating a ghost ship.

None of them are very strong, short and weak.

"I don't know where the dark place where the hands are hidden, the mudra alone is too weak. "

He clenched his fists and felt his palms gradually warm up.

Wu Jian couldn't help but think of the terrifying big hands hidden in the darkness.

With a mere instinct, those hands dragged his consciousness into the area where he was, killing him once.

If you can fully control those hands.

Wu Jian felt that he was going to become more complete.

Unfortunately, he couldn't find the place where the hands were.

"Hey!".

With a sigh, Wu Jian left the rudder and walked towards the cabin of the Other Shore.

After acquiring this ghost ship, he hadn't seriously explored it.

He wondered what this ship, which seemed to come from an old era, was built for.

On this ship, will there be some intelligence left about that era.

ps: It's hard to write originally, I hope you will support me a lot, I try to do more, please.