Chapter 330: Peach Blossom Tribulation (1 / 1)
"Happy birthday to you……"
"Happy birthday to you……"
No. 52 covered his ears and tried not to listen to the happy birthday song played in the inferior lotus lantern.
At this moment, he is like a child celebrating his birthday. Everyone will let him go on this day. Even if he gets into trouble, he will not be scolded until the birthday is over and there is a backlash...
The troubled Taohua avoided No. 52, and the momentum of the attack suddenly slowed down.
The peach trees formed a forest outside the room, and the roots beneath the ground were entangled and sealed.
The only way out is to go up and escape through the air.
However, at this time, there was an unknown Hu Jiu hanging upside down in the sky.
His presence was like an invisible glass bowl, holding everyone present.
No. 13 was soon forced to show up, still looking calm and composed. Countless peach blossoms were flying towards him at high speed, but they could not really get close to him.
"Mr. Hu, are you and this ghost Taohua in the same group?" No. 13 raised his head and asked.
Hu Jiu did not answer, but asked: "You don't act like you are here to work seriously. Do you have any other plans?"
He just asked casually, but unexpectedly No. 13 answered very seriously: "I am Agent No. 13. I originally planned to fake my death through this mission and break away from the Time Management Bureau. There is no conflict between me and Mr. Hu."
(⊙o⊙)What?
No. 52, who was being tortured by the happy song of the underworld, opened his eyes wide. He was clearly the one who planned to fake his death. Why is he now No. 13? !
However, he did not expose it to his face, and even kept a calm expression on his face, without revealing any emotional changes.
He was the weakest among everyone present, and he didn't dare to mess around.
Hu Jiu asked curiously: "Is the treatment at the Time Management Bureau very bad? Does a top agent like you also want to change jobs?"
Wan Qian Taohua stopped attacking at this moment and seemed to be very interested in the inside gossip.
No. 13 smiled bitterly: "Looking at Mr. Hu, he must have heard about the organization "Time Management Bureau". It doesn't matter if you don't know. I can explain it."
"To put it simply, for some reason, the world keeps restarting in a certain period of time, and the switch to restart is in the hands of the Time Management Bureau."
"Having mastered the evil ghost that can manipulate time is the threshold for joining the bureau. From then on, you can keep your memory and status in the cycle without being refreshed, and you can also enjoy countless resources."
"But it is not without cost. The agent's real name is one of the costs. Some kind of strange supernatural power uses the real name as a medium to bind all agents. As the number of cycles increases, the agents will gradually lose their names. "
"I'm fed up with the endless cycle of numbness in the old days, and the future has no end in sight."
No. 52 interrupted at this time and asked: "Have you found a way to get the certificate back?"
No. 13 shook his head: "I don't know, but I think I should run away first. There is also a price to pay for constantly turning back time to the past. Although I don't know what the price is, my intuition tells me that the Time Administration is about to close. I can’t hold it in anymore and I’m going to take it off.”
No. 52 frowned slightly, the birthday song of the inferior Lotus Lantern was still playing, and the tone became increasingly weird, and it had completely turned into horror music.
He has not completely forgotten his name. At the same time, he has also noticed that the world-destroying level ghosts are appearing more and more frequently in the cycle, and they are becoming more and more fierce.
Perhaps this is the price to be paid after the startup time is rolled back?