Wizard, I have a different world

Barrow opened his eyes and saw white walls and various life monitoring instruments.

Disinfectant smell...

It should be in the hospital.

Not dead?

A kind of joy of surviving the disaster came to my mind.

"You're awake."

The burly man came closer, glanced at him, and put the water glass on the table nearby:

"How does it feel?"

"It's you!"

Barrow recognized the person, the strange man who had been penetrated through the heart by the black tentacle but was completely fine.

"Let me introduce you." The strong man stretched out his hand:

"Nightwatchman Chris."

Night watchman?

Barrow's eyes were filled with confusion, and then he seemed to think of something, his eyes widened, and he suddenly sat up from the bed:

"How's the lab going?"

"There was a fire in the laboratory, and everything inside was burned." Chris shrugged:

"Don't worry, the investigation shows that this was an accident, and the insurance company will pay for the losses of Billiton Group."

"Well..."

He touched his stubble-covered chin and said:

"The insurance company seems to be owned by Billiton Group itself."

"Accident?" Barrow looked surprised:

"It's not that monster..."

"There are no monsters in this world." Chris smiled:

"At least in the eyes of ordinary people."

"No monsters?" For a moment, Barrow almost thought that the experience of the past few days was a dream, but in an instant he realized that it was not a dream, but something that really happened, and he couldn't help but ask:

"What's that on me?"

"A kind of parasitic monster." Chris pulled up a chair and sat down, took out a cigar from his body, cut it and put it in his mouth:

"It is said to be an alien creature, who knows?"

Parasite?

Alien creatures?

Barrow's eyes were in a trance.

"Give."

Chris handed over a water glass, and Barrow subconsciously took it. He felt it sink in his hand and then clenched it tightly.

This scene made Chris's eyes flash slightly.

"You've already been exposed to another side of the world, so it doesn't hurt to tell you."

“Besides the ‘world’ that ordinary people understand, there are many ‘things’ that are difficult to explain with ‘common sense’.”

The cigar was lit, with smoke curling up, and Chris's slow voice came from it:

"This world is very complicated, with all kinds of monsters, strange instruments, mysterious and strange existences..."

"They exist in the cracks between humans."

"The parasitic monster attached to you is one of them. It is controlled by a mother body from a distance, and has strength, speed and recovery capabilities far beyond ordinary people."

"Parasitic monster?" Barrow subconsciously touched his neck. After confirming that there was no injury, he breathed a sigh of relief and asked:

"If the monsters you talk about are as strong as that thing, why are you still hiding?"

"Because of us." Chris chuckled:

"Nightwatch."

"We are the guardians of order, the nemesis of monsters, the guardians of humanity, and the defenders of history..."

"hey-hey……"

He chuckled under his cigar:

"Does it give people a strong sense of mission?"

Well……

Barrow laughed dryly.

"Parasite monsters are the lowest level monsters. Even ordinary people have a chance to deal with them." Chris sighed:

"A truly terrifying existence..."

"They can distort time, modify history, and deny common sense. Maybe this world was created by a monster."

"Ah!" Barrow was stunned.

"Let's not talk about this for now." Chris waved his hand to disperse the smoke in front of his eyes and said:

"Young man, you are about to graduate. Have you found a job that meets your expectations?"

"Professor Carl said that he can continue to hire me to work in the laboratory, or write a letter of introduction to the companies under the Billiton Group." Barrow said:

"I should still be engaged in scientific research."

"Not bad." Chris nodded:

"How much is the monthly salary?"

"Two thousand pounds."

"Are you interested in being a night watchman? The basic salary is four thousand pounds. There are bonuses for performing tasks when going out, and there is also a rental subsidy. The average monthly income is six thousand pounds. This is after tax."

Six thousand after-tax income!

They definitely belong to the high-income group in Fast City.

Barrow couldn't help but gasp, but his heart suddenly shuddered when he thought of what he might come into contact with.

"never mind!"

"I'm just an ordinary person."

"Ordinary people?"

Chris took the water glass from Barrow's hand and threw it gently on the ground.

"Peng!"

It was as if hundreds of kilograms of weight had fallen on the ground, and a dent was made in the hard quilt.

"Ordinary people can't hold this thing."

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This is not a hospital, but some underground base of the Night Watch, Chris said so.

Walking out of the room is a long passage.

The entire passage is made of unknown metal material, giving it a solid and unstoppable feel.

"Extraordinary abilities are usually inherited from bloodlines and acquired after contact with certain special items."

Chris said as he walked:

"A very small part can be obtained through study and practice."

"Can you learn extraordinary abilities through study?" Barrow looked surprised.

"certainly."

Chris nodded:

"Extraordinary power is not new only now. Some of the existences of holy knights and magicians in ancient times were also real."

"It's just that not everyone can get extraordinary abilities through learning. In fact, there are very few of them."

"The Night Watch has a legacy left by the Church hundreds of years ago, but only a very small number of people can practice successfully."

"You?" Barrow nodded and asked:

"Where did you get your ability from?"

"Some strange thing." Chris shrugged:

"When I was a child, I accidentally swallowed something, and then I had the ability to control flesh and blood."

Control flesh and blood?

Barrow looked at the other party's body and nodded thoughtfully.

Chris's strength, speed and recovery are extremely strong, and he can't even die from a pierced heart.

It should also be the effect of special abilities.

"That!"

Pointing to the handsome blond man playing with a fountain pen not far away, Chris said:

"Golden Hair's ability is 'weapon connection', which is the ability he inherited from his grandfather."

"Some abilities can be given to others."

Weapon connection?

Barrow turned his head and saw 'Golden Hair' nodded, and at the same time, the fountain pen in his hand floated in the air and rotated around his body.

!

Oh my God!

Barrow's eyes widened, with a look of amazement.

"Diana, telepathy, you can understand it as mind reading, just look at each other and you can know what the other person is thinking."

?

Barrow subconsciously lowered his head, in exchange for a burst of laughter.

"Your ability is quite special, it is obtained through genetic modification, and it is also the current direction of scientific research of the Night Watch."

Chris said:

"Some people want to create an army of extraordinary people, but unfortunately..."

"Test your ability first."

"Mr. Chris." Barrow hurriedly said:

"I just cooperated to test my ability, and I don't plan to join the Night Watch."

"Of course." Chris chuckled.

But he didn't agree in his heart.

People who have been in contact with the other side of the world will find it difficult to return to the world of normal people. This is a kind of iron law.

Disguised as an ordinary person is an ordinary person?

Impossible!

Chris believes that Barrow will come here again sooner or later and become a member of the Night Watch.