Jiang Fan, who could adjust his mindset in time when facing ghosts and villains alone, felt fear in his heart at this final moment when he was about to verify his thoughts.
Jiang Fan was afraid that what he was about to touch was not wood but damp soil, because if it was soil, then it would prove that his previous guess was wrong. Even if he killed the final zombie in the Mr. Zombie storyline, he could not return to his original world by going to sleep. All the struggles and all the perseverance would be annihilated.
Even if he obtained a magical artifact, even if his physique was almost superhuman, even if he handed it over to the Academy of Sciences at the last moment and obtained the cultivation insights he had been dreaming of from Uncle Nine, Jiang Fan still didn't know what to do.
Alone in a world,
Looking around, the sky is vast and desolate.
What you get in return are just a few ghost-catching artifacts and a few cultivation techniques. Is it really worth it?
finally,
The trembling hand encountered an obstacle.
Rough,
decay,
Jiang Fan even felt a splinter of wood brush against his fingertips. He closed his eyes, let out a long breath, and pressed his hands tightly against the wooden box. He sat alone in the dark box, hugging his knees. He was back, really back.
"squeak……"
Gently push open the wooden box door, and a beam of dim yellow light suddenly shines in.
Standing up, Jiang Fan emerged from the wooden crate and looked at the familiar old house's main room, at the light bulb he had turned on, at the phone charging on the table, and at the sound of the heavy rain outside. He stretched with all his might, then bent over and laughed silently.
As if remembering something, Jiang Fan stopped smiling, walked to the table, picked up the phone that was charging, and didn't bother to appreciate the phone's modern metal back. He turned on the screen and saw that it had only charged to less than 10%.
"6:40."
Jiang Fan checked the battery level, then read aloud the time that was prominently displayed on the phone screen.
With a huge weight lifted from his heart, Jiang Fan put down his phone, sat on his second grandfather's bed, and began to think. "Normally, my phone can be fully charged in a little over an hour if I don't use it. This time it's only charged to 10%. How much time has passed? A minute? Two minutes? A few seconds?"
Jiang Fan remained calm, but his mind was in turmoil.
"So you mean,"
Time in the world of Mr. Zombie is not the same as time in reality; they pass at vastly different rates.
With this conclusion, Jiang Fan's worries finally dissipated. Previously, when Jiang Fan was in the Mr. Zombie world, he had two guesses about this situation. One was that he might have come to the Mr. Zombie world in a form similar to soul transmigration, while his body remained in his original world.
The second theory is that the person was transported to the world of Mr. Zombie, and their original world completely disappeared.
It can be said that,
Regardless of which of these two speculations is correct, as long as time flows at the same speed in both worlds, Jiang Fan can hardly imagine how much of a shock his parents would suffer if they discovered that he was gone, or that they had become like vegetable beings, and how much change would occur in his family.
Now that Jiang Fan knows that time flows at vastly different rates in the two worlds, he can finally relax completely.
"Um?"
Having resolved a problem that had been troubling him for days, Jiang Fan, feeling relieved, looked at the blue robe he was wearing, which seemed out of place in this era, and stood up.
As Jiang Fan approached the entrance to the main room, he opened the door, intending to brave the rain to run inside and climb over the wall to change his clothes. However, upon seeing the celestial phenomena visible outside, he stopped in his tracks.
"Crack!"
A silver snake flashed, followed by a deafening roar of thunder.
Looking out, the sky and earth in the distance seemed to merge into one line at this moment. Dark clouds piled up like black smoke, blotting out the sun. At six o'clock in the morning, when it was still bright in summer, the sky was as dark as the dead of night, making people feel particularly depressed.
"This torrential rain,"
It feels like it's been so many years since I last saw them.
Jiang Fan murmured.
Seeing that it was almost seven o'clock, Jiang Fan, unsure when his second master and parents would return, glanced back at the dark wooden box in the corner of the main room, then turned and rushed into the rain.
The original courtyard wall of the new house was only about two meters high, but later, due to the construction of a shed for the new house, the overall height of the courtyard wall was increased to more than two meters, nearly three meters.
before,
When Jiang Fan was in junior high school and came home for vacation, if his parents happened to be at a business fair and hadn't left the keys, he would climb over the courtyard wall to get home.
But ever since the wall was raised, Jiang Fan has never been able to climb it easily again. He has to borrow a ladder from his neighbor and prop it against the wall to get over.
The rain was torrential.
Standing by the wall, shielding his chest from the rain and protecting the objects in front of him, Jiang Fan looked up at the high courtyard wall, wiped the rain from the corner of his eyes, took two steps back, and then suddenly accelerated and ran towards the courtyard wall. Just before crashing into the wall, Jiang Fan leaped into the air and jumped at least half a meter high!
Subsequently,
Before his momentum was exhausted, Jiang Fan, who had improved his physical fitness, used his toes to tap the wall and used the renewed force to leap onto the top of the wall!
"Wow!"
Jiang Fan, unable to control his strength, used too much force and almost fell headfirst...
Back home, Jiang Fan rushed up the stairs to the second floor, opened the door and went into his room. He walked to the wardrobe and pulled out a change of clothes, but because they hadn't been worn for a while, they had a distinctive smell of clothes that had been stored for too long.
Ignoring the rules,
Jiang Fan changed out of his clothes and took off the undergarment he was wearing. The three magical artifacts he had successfully brought out from the world of Mr. Zombie—the copper coin sword, the peach wood needle, and the Bagua mirror—appeared in this world. In addition, there was a blue-covered book with white paper, which Jiang Fan carefully stuck to his chest.
Three ritual implements