Chapter 328 The World of Paper

The sky was completely dark, and the moonlight poured down on Xia Shou like water from the gap in the roof. The quiet air made time seem to freeze. Only the light and shadow caused by the movement of clouds reminded the time of the unconscious passage.

The progress of the black shadow's devouring is increasing steadily and slowly.

At first Xia Shou was worried about something unexpected happening, but as time passed, the anxiety disappeared.

No one has been here for so long, so no one will come again soon.

Plus...it's really quiet.

It was not until late at night that the devouring of Glendower's body was completed.

【Future Prefabrication】

[Introduction: There will never be a shortage of inventions in human history, but there will always be a gap between the drawings in the mind and the real applications, including materials, production time, and the effort of the makers.

Sometimes just a change of order can change the course of history.

Because of the desire for higher efficiency, the arms grow like forests. Because of the desire for rapid application, it borrows time from its future self. 】

[Effect: You can create any creation you can make out of thin air. The creation can be tools, books, cultivated creatures, etc. All items that you can create through interference can be created, provided that you firmly believe in your heart that you can now Make it.

All creations only exist for ten minutes, and timeout will increase the cost. 】

[Price: If used once, the item must be manufactured within one year, and then the item will disappear to make up for the items consumed by the "pre-made". If this condition cannot be met within the time limit, the "hand" function will be permanently lost.

If a creation prefabricated in the future is used for more than ten minutes, the manufacturing period will be halved for every minute exceeded, and the maximum duration of the creation is sixty minutes.

If you think in your heart that it is difficult to create the creation within the production time limit, then the creation will disappear immediately or cannot be produced. 】

[Note: You have obtained Glendower’s memory. 】

After reading it for the first time, Xia Shou only thought that this skill was very strong. It was not until he took a closer look at it the second time that he realized how powerful this skill really was.

Contacting Glendower's performance during the battle, Xia Shou suddenly understood why Glendower could conjure so many weapons out of thin air. They were all created by him out of thin air!

And manufacturing is not limited to weapons, but also consumables and the like, so Glendower can also temporarily create spell scrolls for attack.

If a ninja like Kirigakure Goro masters this skill, there is really no need to carry ninja tools with him. He only needs his hands and brain to master the making methods of ninja tools and scrolls.

In other words, this skill can directly overdraw the productivity in the next year into a battle. If it is combined with strong enough knowledge and materials, its power potential will be immeasurable.

The most important thing is that the price is very light. At most, it is the permanent loss of the "hand" function.

"Hey, it's a pity that he was devoured in the 16th century." Xia Shou sighed.

But as Glendower is a disgraced person, will he be any different from others?

Or you can use the seven-branch tree fragment to carry this abnormality back to modern times.

Before the reset of history in the 16th century, he could always possess this skill.

Xia Shou decided to try and see if he could bring this skill back with him. If he could, he would learn to rub rifles and bullets with his hands after he returned.

At that time, he only needs to build a rifle, and then continue to build magazines to achieve unlimited bullets.

I wonder if it can be created, such as a hydrogen bomb and a nuclear bomb, which are the crystallization of human wisdom. What is the definition of this skill for production?

It is impossible for assembly line production to be included in production.

While thinking, Xia Shou walked out of the ruins.

It was very quiet outside, the spreading fire had long been extinguished, the flowing blood had long dried up, the world was silent, and a grand silence enveloped everything.

Xia Shou couldn't help but move lightly and quietly stepped over the burned-out ruins.

He saw a dark figure lying on the ground in the distance.

Is it a corpse? It's been so long, and the Red Thorn family hasn't taken away the body yet?

Under the moonlight, Xia Shou took a closer look and was shocked to find that those were not corpses, but people wrapped in paper!

They are wrapped in layers of paper like mummies, and the paper fits their facial features perfectly, just like wet napkins attached to the skin, and the surface lines can be clearly seen.

And those papers were filled with words, most of which Xia Shou didn't recognize, but a few of them were in English and Chinese, and they were poems!

Xia Shou stretched out his hand and tore off the paper attached to the surface of the human body. What was exposed underneath was not flesh, but paper. Their flesh and blood bodies were completely transformed into forms composed of paper with poems written on them, and turned into lifelike human beings. Pretty paper sculpture.

Goosebumps appeared on Xia Shou's arms, and the chill of the night penetrated into his bones at this moment.

He seemed to have thought of something, and immediately used the nothingness to find a place to stay. He continuously stepped on the air to reach the high altitude, overlooking the entire city from a high place. The streets were quiet, without any sound of cars or horses, or any moving pedestrians.

The people on the street stood like sculptures, and not a single light was on in the city!

"No way..."

After Xia Shou landed, he ran wildly in the huge Red Thorn Manor. The tangible corpses he saw along the way were all the same as what he had just seen, lifelike human shapes formed by wrapping paper with poems written on them.

When Xia Shou came to the center of the manor, where the old man with the ribs was sealed, the shadow demons guarding there were gone, leaving only the outline of the faint words engraved on the ground.

"Even the abnormal creatures have become like this?" Xia Shou couldn't believe it, thinking that the invisible blood hounds would not be gone, right?

What about Wei Yu and Lin Rize? They wouldn't all become like this, right? !

It shouldn't be, he had met Su Wei Yu in the club before, unless this kind of thing happened later, otherwise Su Wei Yu and the others should have avoided this catastrophe.

After the initial frantic search, Xia Shou did not find any signs of life.

When the morning sun rose from the eastern horizon, Xia Shou walked out of the gate of the manor, and the streets were full of standing paper people, all of them kept the last moment of action, and their expressions were so lifelike.

The drunkards in the hotel were drunk, and the paper horses in the stables were standing and dozing, and the huge king's capital became a dead city.

Xia Shou felt dizzy and dazed, fear enveloped him like a black wing covering the sky, and he couldn't even feel the sun's radiance.

Is that thing a god?

How did the god appear? Was it because Alice let go of his neck?

If he hadn't traveled to the original world at that time, he would have definitely become like this.

The words of the psychiatrist, now recalled, have another deep meaning - "You can come here, you have to thank me, otherwise you have been sentenced to death."

So traveling back to the original world was not an accident, but a refuge.

It was precisely because he was not in that world at the most critical period that he avoided the ending of becoming a paper man.

Then what about the others? Wei...

The idea was cut off by himself before it came out. Xia Shou's brain was sure that they were still alive, or in other words, his rationality at this moment collected all the evidence and clues in his mind that Su Weiyu and others had escaped the catastrophe.

Even if the clues were so weak and the guesses were so subjective and arbitrary, Xia Shou still held them high in his heart as if he was holding ironclad evidence.

I kept chewing these judgments with my brain cells, as if thinking about them more often would turn something false into something true.

"According to the movements of these pedestrians and animals, they turned into paper figures in an instant, without any transition or signs, so it should have happened immediately after I crossed over, so Wei Yu, who met me at the club, must be fine."

Xia Shou passed by a paper figure and stared at him and said to himself calmly.

He was like a hungry ghost who took subjective assumptions as nutrition, and had to eat while walking, as if he would fall to the ground and die if he stopped.

"A Shou?"

Xia Shou's steps suddenly stopped, his eyes widened in surprise.

He froze in place for a long time before slowly turning around and looking behind him.

Su Wei Yu, with a boy's knife hanging on her waist, holding the book, had just walked out of Ke Hen's grocery store, and her expression was also full of fear.

"Wei Yu..."

Still alive!

That's great. Although he had long thought that they had a high chance of survival, seeing Su Weiyu alive with his own eyes made Xia Shou's tense heart relax, and his stiff hands and feet came back to life.

He stepped forward to greet and ask about the safety of others, but as soon as he opened his mouth and before he could say anything, he took Su Weiyu into his arms with both hands.