"What!!!"

Everyone in the group saw horror in each other's eyes.

The slight sense of relief that I had just felt for escaping the clutches of the cruel King of Hell now disappeared, as if my body had fallen into an endless cold cave!

Brother Liu said before not to irritate him again!

Kill his friends 200 times now? I am in danger! "Immediately!"

"Follow me to the Mo family!"

Cao Yuan grabbed the golden trident and did not forget to turn around and salute Bai Mei, "He Cang, the savior, we are leaving now! Please don't mind me using my abilities!"

Immediately.

He activated the golden trident, created a huge clock, and then went straight in with the extremely panicked time team!

Bai Mei shook his head, "If you don't commit suicide, you won't die."

Cook: "Why are you leaving? Stay for dinner. We cooked too many dishes!"

Cao Yuan's voice came intermittently, "Sorry, this monk! You can't eat this meal!"

Cao Yuan, founder of Shi Group.

He was originally a mild genetic evolver, his age was unknown, he was very ancient, and was born with weak mental powers.

During one of his travels, he accidentally discovered a special weapon underground.

Its shape is like a trident of Poseidon, shining with golden light and full of majesty.

But before the spiritual power was injected into it, the trident was covered with mottled rock. It might have been buried underground for hundreds, thousands, or even hundreds of millions of years.

It is the changes in the ecology and the movement of the earth's crust that have brought it gradually closer to the ground.

Since obtaining this weapon, Cao Yuan has opened up a new world.

This trident seemed to have life, and its light fluctuated rhythmically, but Cao Yuan did not understand this rhythm until he saw the quantum computer of later generations by chance.

I just learned that this kind of light is called 'quantum computing flash'.

It is, most likely, a piece of sophisticated equipment.

It can think and evolve on its own.

But Cao Yuan just smiled. This kind of thing could not be made by humans. Perhaps it belonged to an alien civilization or a higher life form.

Because this thing can actually control time.

No matter who it is, once they get this kind of thing, they will not make it public, and Cao Yuan is no exception!

Cao Yuan carried the trident on his back, and time was passing by in a very happy way.

Gradually, he became bored.

The heroic dream ignites in my heart.

So the Time Group was created and the banner of 'Time Maintainer' was raised!

Gradually, he discovered that this weapon, which he named Time Halberd, had all-encompassing functions.

For example, giving others the ability to manipulate time.

It creates a double-layer clock in the human pupil.

Cao Yuan only had a vague understanding of this weapon. He had no idea how it worked, nor could he control what abilities it could give to people. Everything seemed random.

Cao Yuan also tried hard to understand this time halberd.

I specifically consulted scientists of later generations.

When scientists heard his description, they laughed at his delusion!

But Cao Yuan also deeply remembered a concept - brain-computer interface.

The golden clock in people's eyes is a higher-tech brain-computer interface.

The golden trident is the core server of these brain-computer interfaces, and the method of transmission between them is the ethereal and invisible mental power.

Cao Yuan thought alone and finally came to a conclusion that this world still belongs to the control of technology! Afterwards.

He gave the core members of the Time Group the ability to manipulate time.

These abilities are far weaker than the Time Halberd itself.

For example, some people can jump for a short period of time, no longer than ten seconds.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Some people can achieve teleportation at the same point in time.

Others can slow down the flow of time! Just like the Mo family's Weishan Lake base at this moment.

On the negative third floor of this base.

Two members of the time group, wearing huge black cloaks, stood quietly with daggers in their hands.

There were golden clocks slowly turning in their eyes, as if they were completing a kind of collaboration.

Within a radius of 500 meters, all the Mohist disciples who were rushing over seemed to be stuck in a quagmire. It took them a full 2 ​​minutes to lift one foot and put it back on the ground.

Even the laser weapons in the hands of these Mohist disciples seemed to be played in slow motion. After shooting out to a length of about 2 meters, they could only grow slowly!

In front of the two team members is a huge scientific research center.

On the walls that are more than ten meters high, there are culture chambers. The masks of these culture chambers have been shattered, and the nutrient solution in them is pouring down from the air, but also very slowly. From a distance, it looks like a still waterfall.

In these nutrient chambers, more than 200 'Mo Yu' were drooping limply, toppling here and there, and without exception, there was a blood mark between their necks.

Their throats have been cut!

"I'm a member of the Time Group, Slow Life."

"I'm a member of the Time Group, slow death."

There were two figures in black cloaks, and blood was slowly condensing on the daggers in their hands. It took a long time to gather into a drop, and then fell to the ground inch by inch.

In the corner opposite, Mo Yu, the only living person, curled up with fear in his eyes.

Within this range, only these three people are not affected by the deceleration.

I only heard a member of the team whisper: "Moyu, you create clones and use them to prolong your life. If you continue like this, your life span will be endless."

"This goes against human rights, morality, humanity, and the rules of our group!"

Then, the two of them said at the same time, as if calling from hell, "Today is the day when your life ends!"

Mo Yu pressed tightly against the wall. "I am the leader of the Mohist School! You should know how much contribution the Mohist School has made to China over the years! You are Chinese after all, why are you so inhumane!"

The two team members didn't answer at all, but their eyes were cold.

Mo Yu blinked repeatedly, "How about this, I will tell you about the contributions made by the Mohist School over the past thousand years, as a free science popularization, you will make a profit!"

A member of the team sneered, "You are trying to delay time."