reversal impulse

Fu Heisher chuckled without emotion, raised his head to say something, and suddenly saw the housekeeper half leaning against the table, his back to the balcony, and the sunlight behind him spread out like golden fine sand .

Perhaps it was because of a good night's sleep that I was much more relaxed than yesterday, and the sense of politeness and alienation that had been on my face all year round was a little less.

"Have you finished watching?" Nitro asked.

Shier threw the card back on the table. On the open cardboard, the word "invitation letter" was depicted in a curlicue with special materials, which was particularly conspicuous.

"It's sweet," he said, "and lets you fill in the participants and start time yourself."

Volheshel value refers to the space that comes out above the invitation.

His tone was so plain that he didn't seem to be mocking, Nitzi picked up the invitation again, rubbing the paper with his fingers, his eyes stopped at the place that needed to be filled in, and responded: "Yes, it's very considerate."

The invitation letter is made of special materials, and the paper cannot be easily deformed or damaged. The words on it are handwritten, and the content is correct blackboard writing in English and Japanese.

[Dear: Hello, my family is in the glass. 】

[Congratulations on your successful participation in this "observation" with an interval of 15 days. I hope you can carefully read the following related matters related to "observation" and the general rules. 】

[[-]. The location of "observation" is the imaginary space limited by the barrier, separated from the real world, and it is impossible to obtain contact and assistance with reality during the "observation" process. 】

[[-]. The content of "observation" will be notified by the dispatcher who arrived at the scene on the spot. After completing the corresponding indicators, the "observation" of this period will end, and the imaginary number space will disappear until the end of the interval period. 】

[[-]. The number of "observers" is not limited, but the imaginary number space only recognizes the ability of the "home into the glass" person, and does not limit the system. 】

[[-]. Please fill in the participants and participation time in the corresponding space below. If there is a vacancy, it will be the "seventh day" after the invitation letter is opened by default, and the participant is fixed as "Jiajinzizi". 】

【participant:_______】

【Participation time:_______】

It seems that the rules given by the clock tower are very simple.Jia Ruozi thought casually, basically didn't say anything about the specific content, and restricted some places that were easy to exploit in the known information.

First of all, it does not say when the "observation" will end. After the end of a single game, it will automatically enter the next game at an interval of 15 days.

Then there are the participants, who can bring other people with them, but they are subject to great restrictions.

But think about it, if he brought two classmates with him, it would be too destructive...

But even the clock tower didn't expect that there would be another unconventional and compliant existence in the magic world.

Thinking of this, Jia Ruozi flattened the invitation letter and looked at Fu Heisher.

Fu Heisher raised his eyebrows: "What are you doing, you don't know how to write my name?"

"Do you have a pen?" Jia Ruozi asked.

"No."

"Is there any smoke there?"

Fu Heisher was not at all surprised that Nitro smoked, but he still shook his head: "Not at all."

"I remember there was a pen in the cabinet, and I slipped it in when I signed the contract yesterday." Nitzi stood up while supporting the table, walked into the wooden cabinet against the wall, and opened the drawers layer by layer, "Look at the Take it easy, Shir."

His statement is very novel. Fuheshier has heard many comments, but few of them have positive subjective words.Whether it's "trash from the monastery" or "despicable conjurer killer", it doesn't seem to match the word calm.

"When are you planning to do what?"

"How about tomorrow?" Nitro found the pen and sat back on the seat.

He pulled off the cap of the pen, wrote his name neatly in the space for filling in the name, and then pushed both the invitation letter and the pen to Shi Er: "You write it yourself. If it is similar to a binding signature, it should be It has the corresponding effect only if you sign it yourself."

When Jia Ruozi took the signed invitation letter and was about to start filling in the numbers, he couldn't help laughing when he saw the two names lined up side by side.

[Home into the nitro, Fuheshier]

Two names with very different handwritings are next to each other.

"You decide." Fu Heisher didn't care about this, he put his fingers on the table and tapped, waiting boredly for the action of the family to enter the glass.

Nitro took out his mobile phone to confirm today's specific date, and said softly while filling it out: "Then tomorrow, it's boring to procrastinate. Do you have anything to prepare, we can go out together later..."

"..."

Jia Ruozi was stunned.

At some point, the sound of Shier's knuckles tapping on the table had completely disappeared, and when he looked up, he was the only one left in the living room.

Even though the sun was right behind him, Nitro could not feel any temperature.His whole body was getting colder and colder, and he felt that the air had become viscous, as if something invisible was pouring into his internal organs through his breath, oppressing his pulse and heartbeat.

Jiarui Nizi began to tremble slightly, and at the same time broke out in a cold sweat.

The familiar and spine-tingling sound appeared all around, but the difference this time was that he didn't see any tentacles, or monsters that would bring great mental oppression just by looking directly at them.

The voice was getting closer and closer, at first it sounded like it was in the entrance hall and the bedroom with the door open, but within two seconds, I felt like it was already lingering in my ears.

Who said: "■■, ■■■■■——"

Can't understand, can't understand.

The language seems to contain nothing at all, it converts all meanings into emotions.

An emotion that stems from sadness and is very superior, and because it is not understood, it starts to become angry.

His thinking ability was limited, his whole body was drenched in cold sweat, his vision became dark, his brain kept protesting, but his whole body trembled uncontrollably and relaxed.

The voice in the ear was getting louder and lower, and finally, the voice was so weird that it seemed to be echoing directly in the brain.

That sentence was repeated over and over again, Jia Ruozi's eyes widened, he felt his nerves tense, something in his mind was already shaking, he still couldn't comprehend the meaning of this sentence, but he could gradually get along with that emotion Synchronize.

Something is falling frightfully.

"Glass in the house?"

"Glass in the house—?"

"Glass—?"

In the darkness, he heard the sentence connected with "this world".

It's like being swept by ocean currents, held hostage by great fear, drowned, and dragged to the surface by this sound.

Jia Ruozi's eyelashes trembled twice, but the trembling all over his body stopped in an instant.

The next second, he arched his body and began to cough violently.

The air re-entered the alveoli, the oppressive feeling of suffocation faded away, Nitro grabbed the only thing he could reach around him, with such strength that the veins on the back of his hand bulged.

When his vision was a little clearer, he realized that what he was grabbing was Fuheshier's arm.

As if to ease his suffocation, Fuheshier half-wrapped Nitzi, untied his collar, and then raised his chin to ensure the smooth flow of the trachea.

When Nitzi was able to breathe on his own and coughed half-lying on his shoulder, Fu Heisher gently rubbed the back of his neck.

"Although I don't know why...but I seem to have been saved by you..." Jiarui Nitzi was a little collapsed, he was breathing hard, and his voice was trembling and unsteady, "From your point of view, what happened to me ?”

Shi Er was still pinching the back of his neck, and his tone was a bit unpredictable: "You suddenly started to tremble, your breathing was blocked by something, your pupil reflex disappeared...and you repeated a sentence in your mouth."

Jia Ruozi was stunned: "What?"

"Glass, stay here—" "Vohesher said, "You keep repeating that sentence. "