Chapter 285: Awakening
Fang Mu cursed inwardly in his heart. He hadn’t expected that Wang Zheng, this guy who appeared refined and modest on the surface, would actually have such a deranged side deep down.
At this thought, Fang Mu remembered the Night Tour Notes《》 that he had placed in his clothes pocket, and his heart skipped a beat.
That’s right, this book was personally collected by Wang Zheng himself. He must have already read the contents above, and not everyone could have such high resistance to this kind of abnormal knowledge like him.
Moreover, Wang Zheng himself may have lived under the influence of Abnormal God culture since childhood, so his natural resistance to anomalies in this aspect might be inherently low. He was inherently a potential madman, but he had never had the chance to verify it until yesterday when he saw the abnormal phenomenon appearing on his own body.
When he could finally firmly believe that supernatural power existed in reality, Wang Zheng’s spirit’s resistance to “contamination” was greatly reduced as a result, directly breaking his defenses.
“Ah… gua…” Fang Mu heard Wang Zheng’s heart-wrenching scream coming from behind him. That voice approached from a human scream to a sharp frog call, eerie and shiver-inducing.
He didn’t dare to turn back to look, but he could guess that Wang Zheng might have already died by now.
After all, Wang Ma in later generations had also said that his father Wang Zheng had died young. This also fulfilled his destiny, Fang Mu thought.
After running an unknown distance, Fang Mu could no longer hear the frog sounds from his surroundings. Only then did he realize that he had run away from the city and turned into a quiet alley.
Fang Mu navigated through the quiet alley by feel, turned through a small path, and arrived at a tranquil park.
He could finally breathe a sigh of relief. Sitting under a banyan tree, leaning against the big tree to rest, the warm sunlight filtering through the leaves sprinkled on his body. The gradually steadying breathing was the only sound here.
Fang Mu closed his eyes. From waking up in the morning until now, his spirit had been tense due to those continuously appearing anomalies, which made his thinking incoherent and his reason unable to sustain continuity for long. Just escaping like this was not a long-term solution.
“Fang Mu, oh Fang Mu, think about the will you left for yourself. There should still be clues there.” Fang Mu tapped his brow, steadying his heartstrings. He was used to forcing himself to calm down this way, just like high monks knocking wooden fish and turning prayer beads to chant scriptures, temporarily freeing their minds from worldly interference, emptying their brains, and thereby engaging in purer thinking.
There is more than one blessing upon us… The Toad God and Frog God are originally one. The Toad God’s ability to bestow a blessing on him also means that the Frog God had long added “protection” to him. At the same time, the Lord of All Things had shown him extra “care” because he had used Its “item.” It was not impossible that he was also receiving attention from other Abnormal Gods. The trouble on him was great and chaotic, hard to sort out.
“We can only change ourselves… ‘We’ are trapped in a desperate Mobius Ring, but we haven’t found a way to escape yet.” Fang Mu muttered to himself while his brain continuously tried to connect with the other clues he currently had.
Mobius Ring… time travel… Could it be that the end of my time travel is back at the starting point? If everything happening to me becomes an eternal reincarnation, then time is shackles, a cage. Indeed, my situation can be described as “hard to escape.”
No! I missed one point.
“‘We’… ‘We’!” Fang Mu suddenly realized, opened his eyes, watched the bright city sky receding as gloomy clouds and misty fog gathered. His heart felt suddenly enlightened.
If the Lord of All Things’ blessing has trapped me in time, then the time trapping me has also trapped everyone and everything else I have encountered.
The villagers of Wenyatun through the generations, An Qin’s family, Wang Zheng… and the Toad God!
“At the beginning of the first life and second life, the Toad God was clearly fearing the ‘nail hammer,’ but when he met the Toad God again in his previous life, the Toad God suddenly took the initiative to pick up the nail hammer, desperately enduring the power of the nail hammer’s erosion to open the senses on his own body.” Fang Mu felt his thoughts like a roller coaster that had started, accelerating after reaching the peak. “This is because the Toad God and I are the same; we both realize that we are trapped by time.
But why help me open the senses?
What is the reason?
Because… the Toad God believes that using the Lord of All Things’ nail hammer to help me open the senses offers a chance to break free from the restraints of the Lord of All Things wrapped around itself!”
Fang Mu felt he had grasped the answer and was extremely excited. Looking at the discolored sky with lightning and thunder, he couldn’t help but laugh wildly.
“Nail hammer… where is the nail hammer of this life?” Fang Mu thought for a moment, then suddenly slapped his hand. Lin Fengtian’s village appeared in his mind at the same time—more precisely, the small river outside the village.
In my previous life, when I first time traveled to the 90s, the nail hammer time traveled with me and was nearby, but unfortunately, it was taken away by someone before I woke up.
Similarly, if every time travel brings the nail hammer along with me, then at the bottom of the small river where I first time traveled in this life, my nail hammer should also be sunk there.
“Go back! I have to go back!” Fang Mu had a direction in his heart. He turned around, deviating from the wind and rain, running forward. Behind him, gale and sudden rain swept in, as if he were racing against this abnormal weather.
Bang!
However, Fang Mu’s wild recklessness didn’t last long. He had focused his senses and thought too intently for too long. At this moment, he seemed excited, but in reality, he was like hollow glass. His superhuman hearing and abnormal vision weren’t brought into play. A club swung from the darkness directly smashed onto Fang Mu’s head.
Fang Mu’s vision went black on the spot. He couldn’t feel much pain, just that his head was numb and his body had no strength. He couldn’t do anything and fainted right there.
Whoosh!
Fang Mu struggled to the surface like a drowning person. His breathing instantly cleared, his consciousness instantly returned, and his line of sight recovered as the hood on his head was removed. Terror lingered in his eyes as he blankly looked at the unfamiliar room, about ten square meters, with green-and-white divided walls and a single bright strong light source shining in front. This seemed to be an interrogation room.
Perhaps due to the light shining too directly, there were few reflective objects in the room, so the light only illuminated the chins of the two people sitting side by side behind the electric lamp. Fang Mu could hardly see the parts above their chins clearly, but overall, he could distinguish that it was one man and one woman.
“Where is this place?” Fang Mu asked, his gaze vigilantly scanning his surroundings. He looked down at his clothing and found his jacket missing. His pupils contracted, and upon glaring again, he saw that his jacket had been casually thrown on the ground, but the things from inside the jacket were laid out one after another on the table.
Hearing this, the woman hidden behind the light slowly leaned forward, letting a cold and beautiful face appear under the light.
Fang Mu looked at this face, his expression somewhat dazed.
But the woman said coldly: “This is the Mysterious Group, Shenzhou anomaly investigation organization. Mr. Fang Sen, we have some things we want to ask you.”
