Odd Containment Specialist.

Chapter 328 The World of Paper
The sky had completely darkened, and the moonlight poured onto Xia Shou like water through the gap in the roof. The quiet air made time seem to stand still, and only the light and shadows caused by the movement of the clouds reminded him of the time that passed by unconsciously.

The black shadow's devouring progress increased steadily and slowly.

At first, Xia Shou was worried that something might happen, but as time went on, his anxiety disappeared.

No one has come here for such a long time, I guess no one will come here for a while.

Also...it's really quiet.

It was not until the second half of the night that the devouring of Glendower's body was completed.

【Future Prefabrication】

[Introduction: There is no shortage of inventions in human history, but the drawings in the mind and the actual applications are always separated by materials, production time, and the effort put in by the maker.

Sometimes just a change of order can change the course of history.

Because of the desire for higher efficiency, arms grow like a forest, and because of the desire for rapid application, time is borrowed from future selves. 】

[Effect: You can create anything you can make out of thin air. The creation can be a tool, a book, a cultivated creature, etc. Anything that you can create through interference can be created, provided that you firmly believe in your heart that you can make it now.

All creations only exist for ten minutes, and the cost will increase if they exceed the limit. 】

[Cost: After using it once, you must manufacture the item within one year, then the item will disappear and make up for the items consumed by "prefabrication". If this condition cannot be met within the time limit, the "hand" function will be permanently lost.

If a prefabricated creation from the future is used for more than ten minutes, the manufacturing period is halved for every minute that passes, and the maximum duration of the creation is sixty minutes.

If you think that it is difficult to create the object within the manufacturing period, then the object will disappear immediately or cannot be manufactured. 】

[Note: You have obtained Glendower's memories.]

The first time he read it, Xia Shou only thought that this skill was very powerful. It was not until he read it carefully the second time that he realized how powerful this skill was.

Considering Glendower's performance in battle, Xia Shou suddenly understood why Glendower could produce so many weapons out of thin air. Those were all created by him out of thin air!

Moreover, manufacturing is not limited to weapons, but also includes consumables, so Glendower can also temporarily create spell scrolls for attack.

If a ninja like Kirigakure Goro mastered this skill, he would not need to carry ninja tools with him. He would only need his hands and brain to master the methods of making ninja tools and scrolls.

In other words, this skill can directly overdraw the productivity of the next year into a battle. If it is combined with sufficiently powerful knowledge and materials, its power potential will be immeasurable.

The most important thing is that the cost is very low, at most you will permanently lose the function of your "hands".

"Alas, it's a pity that they were devoured in the 16th century." Xia Shou sighed.

But Glendower is a lost person, so is he any different from the others?
Or he could use the fragments of the seven-branched tree to carry this anomaly back to the modern era.

He will have this skill until the history is reset in the 16th century.

Xia Shou decided to try and see if he could bring this skill back with him. If he could, he would learn how to rub rifles and bullets by hand when he returned.

At that time, he only needs to make a rifle, and then continue to make magazines to have unlimited bullets.

I wonder if hydrogen bombs and nuclear bombs, which are the crystallization of human wisdom, can be created. What is the definition of production by this skill?

It is impossible that assembly line production is also included in production.

While thinking, Xia Shou walked out of the ruins.

It was very quiet outside. The spreading fire had long been extinguished, the flowing blood had long been dried, the world was silent, and a great tranquility enveloped everything.

Xia Shouqing couldn't help but slow down his movements and quietly stepped through the burnt ruins.

He saw a dark figure lying on the ground in the distance.

Is it a corpse? It’s been so long, and the Redthorn family hasn’t taken the body away yet?

With the help of moonlight, Xia Shou walked closer and saw that they were not corpses, but people entangled in paper!
They were wrapped in layers of paper like mummies. The paper fit their facial features perfectly, just like a wet napkin stuck to the skin, and the surface texture could be clearly seen.

And those papers were filled with words, most of which Xia Shou didn't recognize, but a very small number of them were in English and Chinese, and they were poems!
Xia Shou stretched out his hand and tore off the paper attached to the human body. What was exposed underneath was not flesh, but paper. Their flesh and blood were completely transformed into the form of paper with poems written on it, turning into a series of lifelike paper sculptures. Xia Shou had goose bumps on his arms, and the chill of the night penetrated into his bones at this moment.

He seemed to have thought of something, and immediately used the technique of "There is a place to step on nothingness" to step on the air continuously to reach high altitude. From above, he overlooked the entire city. The streets were quiet, without any sound of cars or horses, and no moving pedestrians.

People on the street stood like statues, and there was not a single light on in the entire city!
"No way……"

After Xia Shou landed, he ran wildly in the huge Red Thorn Manor. All the visible corpses he saw along the way looked like the ones he had just seen, lifelike human figures formed by wrapping papers with poems written on them.

When Xia Shou arrived at the center of the manor, the place where the old man with the cut ribs was once sealed, the shadow demons guarding there were gone, leaving only the outline of faint words engraved on the ground.

"Even abnormal creatures have become like this?" Xia Shou couldn't believe it, thinking, could it be that all the invisible blood hounds are gone too?

What about Wei Yu and Lin Ri Ze? They wouldn't all become like this too, right?!

That shouldn't be the case. He had met Su Weiyu in the club before. Unless this happened later, Su Weiyu and the others should have avoided this catastrophe.

After an initial frantic search, Xia Shou found no signs of any living life.

As the morning sun rose from the eastern horizon, Xia Shou walked out of the gate of the manor. The streets were full of standing paper figures, all of them maintaining their last-minute movements, and their expressions were so lifelike.

The drunkards in the tavern were drunk, the paper horses in the stables were dozing off, and the huge royal capital had become a dead city.

Xia Shou felt dizzy and dazed. Fear enveloped him like a black wing covering the sky, and he could not even feel the sunlight.

Is that thing a god?
How did the god appear? Was it because Alice let go of his neck?

If he hadn't traveled back to the original world, he would have definitely become like this.

The psychiatrist's words, now recalled, have a deeper meaning - "You should thank me for coming here, otherwise you would have been sentenced to death."

Therefore, traveling back to the original world was not an accident, but an escape.

It was precisely because he was not in that world at the most critical period that he avoided the fate of becoming a paper man.

What about the others? Wei...

The thought was cut off by himself before it even appeared. Xia Shou's brain was convinced that they were still alive, or rather, all his rationality at this moment collected in his mind were evidence and clues that Su Weiyu and the others had escaped the catastrophe.

Even though the clues were so thin and the guesses were so subjective and arbitrary, Xia Shou still held them high in his heart as if he were holding ironclad evidence.

I keep ruminating on these judgments with my brain cells, as if if I think about them enough times, something false will become true.

"Based on the movements of these pedestrians and animals, they turned into paper figures in an instant, without any transition or signs, so it should have happened immediately after I crossed over. Therefore, Wei Yu, who met me at the club, must be fine."

Xia Shou passed by a paper man, stared at the other person and spoke calmly to himself.

He was like a hungry ghost who took subjective assumptions as nourishment and had to eat while walking, as if he would fall down and die if he stopped.

"Mamoru?"

Xia Shou stopped in his tracks and his eyes widened in surprise.

He stood there frozen for a long time before he slowly turned around and looked behind him.

Su Weiyu, with a boy's knife hanging around her waist and holding the book, had just walked out of Ke Hen's grocery store, her expression also full of fear.

"Wei Yu..."

Still alive!

That’s great. Although he had long felt that they had a high chance of survival, when he saw Su Weiyu alive with his own eyes, Xia Shou’s tense heart finally relaxed, and his stiff hands and feet came back to life.

He stepped forward to exchange pleasantries and inquire about the safety of others, but as soon as he opened his mouth and before he could say anything, he embraced Su Weiyu in his arms.

(End of this chapter)