MTL - I Can Rewind-Chapter 360 Stewardess (5000 words, please subscribe, please ask for a monthly ticket!)

  Chapter 360 Stewardess (5000 words, please subscribe, please ask for a monthly pass!)

   When leaving the grass, Yan Junze came out with his arm around Zhang Xiaomo's shoulder.

  Zhang Xiaomo rested her head on his shoulder quietly, like a quail quietly, after a while, she asked, "Where did you buy this lipstick?"

   "What's the matter?" Yan Junze asked.

   "Now my lips feel smooth and very comfortable. You can apply more in winter to prevent lips from cracking." Zhang Xiaomo said softly.

  Yan Junze's "sound and smile" with Huahua twisting orchid fingers emerged in Yan Junze's mind.

  Back to the rental house, the sensible Xianger had already cooked a steaming hot pot in the house, and Kuzai was washing vegetables, his hands were red from the cold, and he was tremblingly putting the washed vegetables into the basket.

  Zhang Xiaomo walked over, rolled up her sleeves and said, "Let me come, you are too weak to rest, don't catch a cold."

  Ku Zai glanced at Yan Junze and nodded when he saw that he didn't express anything.

   Entering the house and sitting in front of the small heater to keep warm, the four of them had a happy meal around the hot pot.

  Zhang Xiaomo made it clear that she would ask her teacher after returning home and ask for the contact information of the production master, and then tell Yan Junze.

  In the following time, Yan Junze was pulled together by Professor Di Zhiwen, who has deep research on the theory of time, to help him do research work on the theory of timeline zigzag.

Because Di Zhiwen had to finish a high-quality thesis in the past few days and was going to publish it in the most authoritative academic journal in Huaying Dadu, he didn't dare to be sloppy at all. He just caught Yan Junze and asked for leave from other teachers for him. Stayed with myself for over two weeks.

  Following Professor Di Zhiwen all day long, Yan Junze has no time for himself.

   But fortunately, the paper was released smoothly, and it is said that it has received a good response from the academic circles in the entire Huaying Metropolis.

Among them, although Yan Junze does not have the professional level of Di Zhiwen, he is an in-depth practitioner of timeline control and application. He has given him a lot of guesswork at this stage, but Yan Junze himself knows that it can be used in practice. theory.

  After that, Yan Junze locked himself in the laboratory and carefully studied the knowledge of magnetic fields. If he was able to do field experiments, he did experiments one by one, so as not to miss every detail.

   One month later.

  Originally, his perception and control of the weird magnetic field was only based on instinct. After understanding various theories of magnetic fields and doing a lot of practice, he gradually mastered some methods.

   This provides more knowledge base for his goal of building a black spirit umbrella.

  When I have nothing to do, I write and draw in the dormitory, enriching and perfecting the concept of the black spirit umbrella, detailing every skeleton, support point, shaft handle, as well as the way it is used as a weapon and the weird attack effect.

   Of course, there are also precautions to be taken after the condensate appears under the moonlight, and so on.

  With the enrichment of details, the idea of ​​Hei Ling Umbrella becomes more and more mature.

A few days after Zhang Xiaomo left, she also called Yan Junze and told her that the teacher in Huaying District had given her the contact information of the master of magnetic knife making, but the master happened to be doing the exorcism during this time. The human team is tackling a new project.

  According to the ancient sayings, it has been closed, and all researchers are working hard, and it may take about two months to come out.

According to Xiaomo, most of the things they are researching are helmets that control the thinking of living beings. They are called "Forbidden Illusion Helmet". The results of the research.

   Now it has achieved results, which is excellent news for controlling creatures of Zhao Qi's level.

  Yan Junze knew very well that if Zhao Qi could be controlled well, the lethality of this creature would be terrifying.

   Of course, the premise is that he himself is not insane.

Yan Junze had time to make sufficient preparations. He decomposed the specific structure of the black spirit umbrella on the drawings, and even explained how the black spirit beads function and how the magnetic force interacts within the structure of the umbrella to exert its greatest power. analyzed and described on drawings.

  Because when he didn't have a magnetic knife, he helped the "brother sleeping on the upper bunk" solve the "problem", and also washed Ke'er's hair, and he knew more about the operation of magnetic force than ordinary three-star spirit removers.

  Furthermore, after using Zhang Xiaomo's magnetic knife once, it turns out that his magnetic control is very strong, and he can extend the magnetic light of that knife to the limit.

  So for the analysis of the direction of the magnetic force in the black spirit umbrella, Yan Junze thinks that it is completely feasible, at most there are some minor adjustments, and if it can be realized, the power will be very powerful.

   One month later, Yan Junze received two cases from He Yun, the liaison officer of the Spirit Elimination Squad. The cases were not complicated, and the weirdness involved was nothing special.

  These two mission levels are "tremendous", and there is no difficulty in solving them. The two missions collected a total of 1600 points of different-dimensional energy, which increased the upper limit of energy in the map again.

   Not long after, Professor Di Zhiwen came to him and said that he was invited by the authoritative academic journal in Huaying District and planned to visit Huaying District in the near future.

  As his assistant, Yan Junze has provided great help and contribution to this article. If you are interested, you can go with him.

  Yan Junze calculated the time, and it should be almost the end of the production master's new project that Zhang Xiaomo once said, so he called Xiaomo.

  Zhang Xiaomo immediately confirmed it, and quickly called Yan Junze back. The research and development of the master magnetic knife maker is indeed coming to an end, it should be around this week.

   After hanging up the phone, Yan Junze found Professor Di Zhiwen and told him that he was willing to go to Huaying District with him, so that he could go to the production master for help and complete the production concept of the black spirit umbrella.

Let Zhang Xiaomo send the master's contact information to herself. In order to avoid being rejected, Zhang Xiaomo also pampered the teacher who raised her since she was a child, and asked the teacher who is also in Huaying District to call the production master in advance. Say hello and save face.

  After everything was done, Yan Junze was waiting to set off with Professor Di Zhiwen.

  Bring some clothes, and then prepare the final structure diagram of the Black Spirit Umbrella. There is already a thick stack of these diagrams, which is accurate to the structure of each component.

  In order to ensure excellence, Yan Junze has dismantled seven umbrellas, studied their structure and added his own transformation ideas.

   This time, he didn't plan to take Xiang'er and Kuzai with him when he went out. In addition, he was going out with Professor Di Zhiwen, so it was inconvenient to take them with him.

   On the day when he left Tianmeng District for Huaying District, Yan Junze called Zhang Xiaomo and learned that Xiaomo was no longer in Tianmeng City, but went on a business trip again, to an extremely remote village in Tianmeng.

  There were two villagers there, who died suddenly overnight. The death was horrific, and it has been designated as a C-level incident.

  Yan Junze suspects that this is at least the weird work of a semi-plastic spirit level. Zhang Xiaomo and Zhang Di went there, and there are also three-star spirit removers joining them there.

  Yan Junze told Zhang Xiaomo to be careful, hung up the phone, and boarded the plane with Di Zhiwen.

   Judging from the current development trend, it seems that the frequency of weird occurrences has not increased, but Yan Junze already knows that this is because the suppression of spirit eliminators is increasing.

  If the spirit remover relaxes a little bit, I am afraid that the weirdness in some places will increase exponentially, and in the end it will be completely uncontrollable, just like Zhencheng in Luoxia District.

  And this level of suppression will make it more and more difficult for today's spirit removers to become more and more difficult, with great work pressure and greater danger to their lives.

  From Zhang Xiaomo's frequent travels outside, it can be seen that there are actually more and more weird incidents.

Moreover, Yan Junze discovered that these weird strengths are also gradually increasing. At least in a certain city, it was difficult to have a monster of more than a half-plastic spirit once, but now the C-level events defined by the spirit remover are also beginning to increase. This is non-increasing fact.

   It is said that Huaying District has the least weirdness, because that is the area with the largest number of spirit eliminators in the entire metropolis, and the most stringent defense and control. Some people have even never seen the weirdness with their own eyes so far.

   "Have you been to Dadu Center before?" Sitting on the plane, Professor Di Zhiwen asked Yan Junze.

  Yan Junze shook his head: "I haven't been there."

  Di Zhiwen smiled and said: "Many people yearn for the life in Dadu, thinking that it is safe and free from weird intrusions, but I don't like it."

   "Why?" Yan Junze wondered.

"If you want to avoid any weird intrusion, you have to pay the same price." Di Zhiwen said slowly: "Take the community where my teacher, Professor Wei of Huaying University lives, as an example. Accepting the scanning of spirit detectors, every corner of the community is also equipped with spirit detectors, 24 hours a day to detect spirits, just because of the radiation, these people are destined not to have an easy life."

After a pause, he continued: "Not only that, even if you are walking on the street in Huaying District, there is a high possibility that a combination of a spirit remover and a security officer will appear to check you. Do you think it is an ordinary check? ? No. The security officer is responsible for verifying the eighteen generations of your ancestors through identity information, and the spirit remover is responsible for detecting your spirit."

  Yan Junze frowned: "What did the Exorcist check?"

  Di Zhiwen said: "Check whether you are possessed by a strange body or have any physical abnormalities. They carry spiritual detectors, brain nerve signal detectors, and even draw blood and cut cortex on the spot for testing."

  Yan Junze was dumbfounded, this is too strict.

  However, he is very clear why he draws blood or cuts the cortex for testing, such as Xiang'er's current appearance, once the above two tests are performed, it is guaranteed to reveal his secrets, and there is no way to hide it.

This is a test specifically for the weird physique of corpses. Like the white-haired corpses refined by Cheng Jingting before, or some corpses that look like ordinary people on the surface, if they walk on the street swaggeringly, once they are detected, they will be killed immediately. It will alarm a large number of spirit eliminators and security personnel, and will be controlled or eliminated on the spot soon.

  That is to say, in the entire Huaying District, not only ordinary monsters, but also corpse spirits have nowhere to hide.

Yan Junze could imagine that if a spirit bridge accidentally appeared in this area, Huaying District would use all the powers of all spirit exterminations in the entire city to try to eradicate the spirit bridge in the fastest time and with the highest efficiency. It didn't take a few months to get it done like the Lingqiao appeared in Tianmeng.

   Not only that, but the number of ordinary people injured by the Spirit Bridge will probably be reduced to the minimum.

  The center of Dadu deserves to be the core area under strict control, Yan Junze secretly clicked his tongue.

   "Take a break, it's still early to arrive at the destination." Di Zhiwen said, yawned himself, closed his eyes and rested.

  After Yan Junze listened to his introduction, combined with the weird development situation he knew, he kept thinking wildly in his mind.

   It takes about 3 hours to fly from Tianmeng to Huaying.

  Unknowingly, he quickly fell asleep.

  Di Zhiwen, who was sitting next to him, opened his eyes, rang the bell to call the stewardess, and covered Yan Junze with a blanket for fear that he would catch a cold.

  As the voyage continued, the cabin gradually became very quiet from the occasional conversation at the beginning. Passengers were either sleeping, reading books, listening to music or playing computer games with headphones on.

  Di Zhiwen couldn't fall asleep, so he got up and went to the bathroom.

While in the aisle, a tall stewardess walked up to him. The stewardess was wearing a light blue business attire skirt and a red silk scarf around her neck. Seeing Di Zhiwen approaching, she stood politely to one side with Smile and bend slightly.

  Di Zhiwen also nodded with a smile, walked across the aisle to the door of the bathroom, looked down, and saw the green light on the door was on, indicating that the bathroom was free at the moment, so he turned the door and walked in.

  After defecating, he turned around and washed his hands. After drying, he turned his head and found that the toilet did not flush automatically. Then he pressed the manual flush switch twice, but there was still no response.

  Di Zhiwen opened the bathroom door, instead of going back to his seat, he walked to the flight attendant's work area.

   When I came to the work area, I looked up at the warning sign above my head, which read: Passengers do not enter.

  Di Zhiwen had no choice but poked his head in, and saw a stewardess with his back turned to him, who seemed to be pouring orange juice from a large box into a glass container.

  The figure of the stewardess is somewhat familiar, she should be the one I met in the aisle.

  He said: "I'm sorry to bother you, but the flushing water in bathroom 1 is broken, please go and have a look. If it can't be repaired temporarily, you may have to close that bathroom first."

   After saying that, Di Zhiwen was stunned for a moment. He found that the stewardess did not respond and was still doing his own thing.

  At this time, he noticed that the flight attendant's clothes were not neat, crooked, and her standing posture was not standard. Instead, her shoulders were high on one side and low on the other, and the red silk scarf tied around her neck had been turned to the rear.

Looking down at her legs again, I saw black spots all over her stockings, as if stained with engine oil, and one of the high-heeled shoes had a broken heel, which caused the stewardess to stand here. Only the sole of the foot has been fully tiptoed.

   "You... what happened?" Di Zhiwen asked in surprise.

   No longer caring about the "Passengers Do Not Enter" sign, he walked into the work area while asking, "Did you fall down? Are you injured?"

  The flight attendant stopped her busy hands, raised her head, and her tied hair looked messy. She still didn't speak, but turned around slowly and limply, facing Di Zhiwen.

   Di Zhiwen turned pale the moment he saw her appearance.

   The stewardess standing in front of him was not the one he met just now, but they were similar in size.

  The flight attendant's face was extremely terrifying, her chin had disappeared, and her long tongue was weakly sticking out of her mouth, dragging in front of her neck.

  A large amount of blood mixed with saliva, forming a trace of suspension, which was dripping into the freshly poured juice glass in her hand.

  Looking at Di Zhiwen, her head was slightly tilted to one side, her eyes were wide open without blinking.

   At this time, as her head tilted up, something flowed out from the stewardess' ear again and fell to the ground. It was very viscous, and it seemed to be some kind of liquid in her head.

   This scene stunned Di Zhiwen.

   "Ah ah ah..."

  The stewardess made an indistinct sound in her throat, moved her feet forward in a splayed forward, lifted the juice, and pointed it at Di Zhiwen, as if she wanted him to drink it.

   "Quick, come on..."

  Di Zhiwen panicked, and quickly backed away. Before he could finish his words, his shoulders sank, and someone pressed his shoulders and pulled him back violently.

  A man in black clothes stepped forward and passed him. A half-meter-long magnetic light shot out from the magnetic knife in his hand, and slashed down from the flight attendant's shoulder.

   With a bang, it split her in half.

  A puff of black smoke rose up, and the flight attendant let out a scream and disappeared instantly. The glass she was carrying fell from mid-air and fell to the ground and shattered.

  After the man in black cut off the weirdness of the stewardess, he frowned and didn't speak, just holding a magnetic knife to check nearby.

  The old professor Di Zhiwen saw the scene just now, and he was so frightened that he stood there trembling, at a loss.

The man in black looked at it with the knife, but found nothing, raised his head with a frown, and said to Di Zhiwen, "Old man, go back to your seat first, and don't tell anyone what happened here, so as not to cause panic. "

  Di Zhiwen was already flustered, nodded abruptly, walked back to his seat trembling, and sat down.

  Because I was sitting too hard, the seat shook slightly, causing the neighbors to shake slightly twice.

  Yan Junze woke up and saw that he was covered with a wool blanket. He knew that Di Zhiwen must have asked the stewardess to cover him while he was asleep. He smiled and said, "Thank you..."

  As soon as he spoke, he suddenly found that Di Zhiwen was sweating profusely, his expression was tense, and his face was extremely pale, as if he didn't hear what he said.

  He straightened up, stretched his right hand out of the blanket, and touched Di Zhiwen's forehead: "Professor, are you feeling unwell? Where is the discomfort? I'll call the stewardess over immediately."

   "No, no, don't bark." Di Zhiwen grabbed his hand and shook his head vigorously.

"What happened?"

  Yan Junze felt that Di Zhiwen's reaction was a little abnormal. It didn't look like he was sick, but he seemed to be frightened.

  Di Zhiwen knew that Yan Junze had other identities in the academy. After thinking about it, he leaned into Yan Junze's ear and whispered, "There's something weird over there in the work area."

  (end of this chapter)