After a long silence, the shrill screams of the sound broke attracted attention from people outside the alley, and then many people discovered the scene of three hippie flipping their heads.

So the originally single sound fermented quickly, and panic screams spread rapidly.

The 911 phone rang out, and a black aunt hurriedly reported what she saw this time.

"I'm sure it's a mutant."

"Why are they sure? Their heads are twisted in circles."

"What? Look? How do I know, why don't you adjust the surveillance?"

...

Atlanta, Georgia, USA.

The alarm message of mutants attacking humans in the street was quickly transferred from the ordinary police station to the Sentinel Secret Service, which specializes in crimes against mutants. A group of special service personnel who are tracking a female mutant criminal responded quickly.

The impact of the emergency was very bad. She sat in the passenger seat in a bulletproof vest. The bald man in the lead listened to the words coming from the opposite side of the microphone. He looked at the information of the purple-haired woman in his hand and frowned in embarrassment, but then turned his head decisively to look at his companion beside him.

"There is a bad nature there, I'll go to Bethel Street to investigate."

"careful."

The companion nodded and then patted the bald agent on the shoulder.

However, the development of the incident was very wonderful. There were many special service personnel missing here. The mutant criminal who was about to be arrested was lucky enough to get rid of the agents' pursuit, and was then found safely by another group of people.

Destiny changed as a result.

...

Shire, who was regarded as a mutant, was sitting at the moment in a guest room in a hotel near the scene of the incident, fiddling with a laptop computer that he didn't know.

After the shuttle door returned to normal, Charbon planned to enter the evil forces to harvest the two unfinished things - Sheding and God's sister.

As a result, he suddenly realized after the experiment that he did not have the ability to enter the evil power again.

Or, he has this channel of entry, but he needs a kind of strength - destiny.

He can enter the world of the song of Ice and Fire at will, probably because he controls the roots of that world.

But it is not possible to enter the evil power for the time being.

This so-called power of fate not only replaces the charging of his original shuttle door, but also requires a certain amount of energy to be turned on even when he returns to the world he has experienced. However, after just a preliminary experiment, he not only did not obtain energy, but also lost half an hour.

This is awful.

The emergence of the power of fate has its pros and cons, but the sudden conversion rules made him very uncomfortable. He found that he could not get out, so Charles stopped thinking about those things for the time being and began to consider the future situation.

When entering a strange world that only appears in memory, of course, you need to get familiar with it first. So after experimenting in that alley, he ran to this hotel.

Of course, it is not open and upright.

At this moment, he was sitting on the sofa in the guest room lobby, fiddling with the silver notebook on the coffee table.

And on the big bed in the hotel behind him, there were two blond men and women who were in a coma.

The two were naked at this moment, hugging each other tightly, wearing a thin brown blanket.

Judging from their expressions, it is not difficult to see that these two people were knocked unconscious before they could react, so there was still an afterglow of interest on their faces.

Obviously, Charles made a comeback to break up the couple.

But he didn't feel guilty about this, because both of them were married people and - not husband and wife.

Instead, Charles felt that it was a bit unlucky to encounter such a thing just by finding a place.

Of course, this kind of trivial thoughts will not take up much of his thoughts.

...

The slightly unfamiliar two-finger Zen slashed on the laptop keyboard, looking at the searched messages, Shire pondered.

The time is August 17, 2018.

The location is Atlanta, Georgia, USA.

The world is indeed the X-Men world. Various plot information in his memory can be found on the Internet. But there are not many, and it seems to be strictly blocked by the official.

At the same time, words that he felt were unfamiliar with also caught my eye.

What are the Sentinel Special Service, Purge, Anti-Mutant Act and other things?

The same is true for the ordinary people's world. Many unfamiliar brands and celebrities are very different from those in memory, and even the names of their motherland are different.

In a word, it is both familiar and unfamiliar.

As for the real clues of the world, it is even more confusing.

Shire felt that instead of looking around the world, he would be better off working on this power of fate. When he entered here, he felt that the power of fate seemed to be able to act more than just through the world, and perhaps he could get some clues from it...

Just as he was pondering, a moan came from the bed behind him, as if the lady was waking up.

Shir waved his hand without looking back when he heard the sound, so the middle-aged woman who had just woken up was fainted again.

However, at this moment, he suddenly felt a cool force suddenly emerge from the surroundings and quickly merge into his body.

This feeling made him feel a little familiar. After thinking for a while, I remembered that this feeling seemed to have occurred when I advanced before.

Then Charles found that he had only 22 hours left to stay, but it turned out to be 24 again!

"What's the situation? I did nothing?"

He looked down at himself in a daze.

The time of one's own residence is linked to the power of destiny. Since it has increased, it means that the power of destiny has also increased.

However, this made him very confused.

But at this moment, a chat window suddenly popped up on the laptop.

This notebook is not his, but the female among the two people behind him. The other party is a reporter from a newspaper.

And there seems to be a chat software hanging on it, which popped up automatically without permission at this moment.

Pictures of corpses appeared in the chat box.

It looks very familiar. I saw that it was the ones I solved before?

He didn't take this seriously, because he had discovered that there was no surveillance in the alley before, so he naturally had no scruples.

However, now it seems...

Looking at the group of policemen surrounding the dead body in the picture, Charles felt thoughtful.

After thinking about it, he put on his notebook, got up and went to the bedside behind him, looked down at the two men and women who had an affair, and then picked up the man's slim smartphone placed on the bedside table and fiddled with it.

Very good, fingerprint unlocking.

So Charle grabbed the other person's arm and pressed a handprint, opened the camera and gestured slightly, and felt that it was not suitable, so the young man lifted up the blanket covered by them again, revealing two naked bodies.

Hug each other, with extremely intimate postures and negative physical distances, making it a clearer scene of affair.

With a click, the screen is frozen here.

Shire then touched a few times and sent the newly captured photo to the person who marked his wife in his mobile address book, and then waited silently.

After a while, a cool feeling was born.
Chapter completed!