Yang Jian gasped and looked around in surprise.

Everything seems to be normal, he is still standing on the road, and there are no longer those old guys from the Republic of China around.

"Come again."

He opened his second ghost eye, which was the ghost eye he got from this world.

But the second ghost eye is not ready to restart yet, and it will take some time to recover.

Without any hesitation, Yang Jian began to use the ghost domain to cover the city on a large scale, stimulating the revival of the second ghost eye. At the same time, he was constantly shifting his position without daring to stop for a moment.

The second ghost eye began to revive quickly under constant stimulation. The ghost realm could only open one level at first, but soon it could open three, four, and then five levels.

"The sixth level is the ghost realm."

Yang Jian stayed away from the city just now and came to the top floor of a building in another city.

The seventh level of the ghost realm.

Under the continuous stimulation, the speed of the second ghost eye's recovery was beyond imagination.

But at this moment.

Two-thirty arrived.

The dim light came on again from behind Yang Jian.

"What?" Yang Jian opened his eyes wide at this moment, his face full of disbelief.

Once again he was locked in.

On the top floor of another city building, a strange bus appeared out of thin air and wanted to hit him to death.

The ghost eyes revived, and the eighth level of the ghost realm appeared.

Restart!

The second wave of widespread reopening has begun.

Yang Jian disappeared in an instant, and the supernatural bus crashed into nothing.

One minute.

Two minutes.

As soon as the three-minute restart time expired, Yang Jian immediately exited the large-scale restart state. He was still standing on the top floor of a building, but the supernatural bus that had just appeared had disappeared.

The time now is 2:27 pm.

"These old guys are indeed targeting me, but they are a step too late." Yang Jian broke out in a cold sweat, and now he stood up again.

The first ghost eye returned to 2:27, which meant that the restlessness of recovery disappeared.

The Eighth-Level Ghost Realm restarts again.

Yang Jian returned to 2:24 without any suspense, and the restlessness of the second ghost eye's revival also disappeared.

Restart each other alternately, erasing each other's restless recovery of the other ghost eye.

This is Yang Jian’s theoretical infinite restart.

In reality, he couldn't do it, but here, after controlling the second ghost eye, he actually succeeded.

By doing this, he had the capital to fight against those old monsters of the Republic of China.

"There are still six minutes before Mr. Qin will attack, which gives me more and more time to prepare." Yang Jian reluctantly breathed a sigh of relief at this time.

But he was not happy for long.

Suddenly.

A door on the top floor of the building opened with a creak.

In the corridor.

An old woman with a wrinkled face and a hunched back carrying a vegetable basket slowly walked out at this moment. She looked strangely and stared at Yang Jian.

"Huh?" Yang Jian noticed something and looked back sharply.

Immediately his eyes shrank, revealing an expression of disbelief.

"Meng Xiaodong, Room 301, Dachuan City?"

"It's only been six minutes, young man, you can't escape far enough." The old woman's kind face suddenly changed, becoming fierce and vicious, like a resurrected ghost.

As soon as these words came out, Yang Jian looked horrified.

There is no doubt that this old woman came here just now.

If Mr. Qin can see the future, then this old woman can control the past, because she existed at every point in time in the past, and her supernatural power invades from the past to the present and replaces her current self.

As long as Yang Jian goes back and restarts, he can't avoid Meng Xiaodong no matter what.

The only way to deal with this old woman is to go to a point in time where she is not around.

But this old woman has lived from the Republic of China to the present. At what point in time will she not exist? Only in the future will she not exist.

But Yang Jian will be targeted by Mr. Qin at 2:30, and will die in this world at 6:10, with no future at all.

"You old monsters from the Republic of China can even block the past and the future when you join forces. No wonder you can calm down the ghosts of an era. I really can't think of any way to defeat you except that time can kill you. I admit that I underestimated you.

, you are scarier than I expected."

Yang Jian took a deep breath and kept holding the cracked spear in his hand, but he had no chance to make a move.

In front of such people, hatchets and coffin nails seem to have become toys, useless.

"But you are the only one coming here this time. One-on-one, I may not have a chance."

Meng Xiaodong's face moved slightly and he smiled. This smile was very cold: "Young man, you can give it a try, but before that I hope you take a look downstairs."

Yang Jian's ghostly eyes moved slightly, and his face suddenly stiffened.

At this moment, there are no longer living people walking around under the building. They are all lifeless old ladies carrying vegetable baskets, and the number is still increasing as time goes by.

"At least a few hundred"

There was no detailed calculation, just a brief glance, and Yang Jian had a rough estimate in his mind.

This amount is almost suffocating.

Obviously, all these old ladies have invaded from the past, and this number can doubtless be increased indefinitely.

If Yang Jian is infinite restart, then Meng Xiaodong is infinite invasion.
Chapter completed!