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However, the tragedy is that Zhang Jue does not have such a thing.

So even though Zhang Jue saw through his abilities, Smollett was still invincible.

"So what if you know it? You have no way to kill me. On this plane, I am the master. I can control everything here as I like, including you."

Smollett's tone was calm, and he had full confidence in killing Zhang Jue.

At this height of [-] meters, he is a god.

If it is an ordinary person, I am afraid that he will be intimidated by his aura at this time, and immediately lose his fighting spirit.

But Zhang Jue won't.

At any time, he maintained absolute sanity.

"Don't be funny, if you can really control me, just let me headshot you, so there is no need for such trouble." Zhang Jue laughed, "Little Huangmao, if I guessed right, your ability is right for me. Doesn't work, right?"

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Chapter 92 Assassination (5)

Zhang Jue's analysis was good. Smollett was indeed bluffing. He couldn't control Zhang Jue at all. Even he himself couldn't figure out why.With his strength, at such a short distance, he only needs one thought to make an ordinary person commit suicide.

But not for Zhang Jue.

To reality benders, the so-called "reality" is like a piece of mud, and they can manipulate and change the shape of "reality" as they please.

And Zhang Jue was like a stone mixed in, no matter how hard Smollett tried, he couldn't exert any influence on him, so he had to borrow something from outside to kill Zhang Jue.

After figuring this out, Zhang Jue put away his long knife, rubbed his wrists, turned his ankles, and almost missed doing the eighth set of radio gymnastics.

Seeing Zhang Jue's malicious smile, Smollett instinctively felt a trace of fear. He took half a step back and asked, "What do you want to do?"

"What are you doing?" Zhang Jue chuckled, "You."

Before the word ah was pronounced, Zhang Jue disappeared from the spot.

Smollett was taken aback.

In the next second, a fist the size of a casserole appeared in front of his eyes.

"boom!"

It was the sound of a fist hitting the bridge of the nose.

This time, Zhang Jue didn't use a weapon, but punched directly.

His idea is very simple, can't you change the state and position of objects, without using weapons, let's see how you can change the reality of being beaten!

Zhang Jue's tactics succeeded.

Smollett never expected that Zhang Jue would analyze his weakness in such a short period of time, decisively give up the use of weapons, and changed to the simplest but most effective method.

Smollett was injured for the first time since awakening his ability to warp reality.

But soon, he had a second and third experience.

Because of the special ability, Smollett usually wins with a crushing posture in battle.

Therefore, he has never practiced fighting, and his fighting ability is basically 0.

And Zhang Jue's fists had been practiced for a long time, and he had punched many dudes, and they were so powerful that Smollett could not bear it.

After one punch, he was already broken, and the severe pain from the broken nose suddenly made him lose the ability to think.

Zhang Jue took advantage of the victory to pursue, and his fists rained down on Smollett's face and head.

He who was still playing handsome was beaten into a pig's head, as if he had been hit beyond recognition.

Zhang Jue kept punching, trying to use his speed advantage to suppress Smollett's ability. As long as he continued to interrupt his thinking, it was impossible for him to reverse the reality.

Zhang Jue saw the opportunity, and jumped behind Smollett in the narrow space of the cabin.

He put one hand on Smollett's chin and the other on the top of his head, and turned quickly ninety degrees to the right.

With a click, Smollett's neck snapped.

"call--"

After the crisis was resolved, Zhang Jue let out a long sigh of relief. However, he hadn't waited for him to relax.

Smollett's voice came again.

"Still—too slow!!!"

Smollett almost yelled.

His face had been twisted and deformed, but he didn't use his ability to turn it back to its original shape.

His eyes were red, and he looked at Zhang Jue viciously,

Obviously, Smollett was extremely angry.

No one has been able to harm him since he mastered his reality-bending powers, never.

Zhang Jue broke this record.

"Zhang Jue!! Suffer death!!!"

Smollett shouted loudly, constantly reshaping reality in his consciousness.

The first thing he did was to create a suit of armor for himself to ensure that his thinking would not be interrupted by Zhang Jue.

"Fuck."

Zhang Jue rubbed his sore fist, feeling a little helpless.

This failed to kill him, his luck was extremely bad.

Like a turn-based game, now it's someone else's turn to fight back, and I hope he survives to make it to the next round.

In the cabin, the lights went out, and Zhang Jue quickly found a corner to hide.

But the imaginary gunshots did not come, presumably Smollett had given up on letting the passengers kill him.

For Zhang Jue, this was very bad news, and it meant that Smollett had other ways to kill him.

Zhang Jue felt that the air was slowly becoming thicker, as if he was not on a plane, but a submarine, and it was a leaking submarine.

Soon, Zhang Jue found it difficult to breathe.

He guessed what Smollett was up to.

The little yellow hair wanted to drown her.

This is an indiscriminate attack.

If the other party really turns all the air in the cabin into water, not only him, but all the passengers and crew will not survive.

It seemed that Smollett was really annoyed by him.

Facing an angry reality bender, even Zhang Jue has no good way.

But he also has a trump card.

The thing that the kind 106 gave him - the reality extractor.

Just by hearing the name, you can tell that this thing is absolutely inseparable from these reality benders.

I don't know who this SCP106 is.

At this high altitude, Zhang Jue had no use for any of his skills, so he could only rely on it to save his life.

Zhang Jue summoned the dragon crystal with his left hand, and held the reality extractor with his right hand, struggling to resist Smollett's power.

Two diametrically opposite reality-distorting forces collided and immediately emitted a dazzling light.

The whole plane is like a laboratory flying in the sky, the reality inside is constantly being denied, reorganized, and then denied again.

Zhang Jue's willpower is strong, but Smollett's mental strength is not bad after being irritated by Zhang Jue.

Neither of them can give up, because giving up means failure and death.

But reality is fragile.

During the constant confrontation between the two, cracks appeared in the body of the passenger plane. If the two sides did not stop, everyone would follow the explosion of the plane and become a firework at an altitude of [-] meters.

Just at this juncture.

Zhang Jue suddenly heard that someone sighed softly.

"Hey."

The voice was full of helplessness.

"You people never let people live a stable life."

A young woman's voice came, but her tone was old-fashioned.

The pregnant woman who Zhang Jue gave up her seat appeared between the two of them at some unknown time.

She was not controlled by Smollett.

The pregnant woman took off her hat and slowly raised her head. Zhang Jue recognized her at a glance.

What kind of pregnant woman is this? It's clearly the little girl who ate his spaghetti in the restaurant!

The lights in the cabin flickered under the influence of reality distortion from both sides, and the seats were also constantly distorted.

Only around the little girl, the reality is stable.

This made Zhang Jue feel very strange.

The little girl took out her fake pregnant belly, and a small metal safe was hidden in the package.

She opened the safe, and there was a stick-shaped object with a strange shape, which was very similar to the reality extractor in Zhang Jue's hand.

The only difference is that the tip of the reality extractor is in the shape of a needle, while the thing in the little girl's hand has a hook at the end.

If you have to say what that shape looks like, it looks like an anchor used on a boat.

Without her introduction, both Smollett and Zhang Jue realized what it was.

The famous - Scranton Reality Anchor!

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Chapter 93 Reality Anchors

Speaking of the Scranton reality anchor, we have to talk about the principles of those powerful reality benders who distort reality.

According to the foundation's research, the so-called "reality" is like a pan of sand, not necessarily evenly distributed in space.

Imagine that everything in the universe is covered by a thin layer of sand. Where there is more sand, there will be more "reality", and where there is less sand, there will be less "reality".

The Foundation uses the word "Hume" as a basic unit of measure for how "real" "reality" really is.

That is to say, the higher the Hume index, the more stable the reality, and conversely, the lower the Hume index, the more fragile the reality and the easier it is to be modified.

Knowing this basic concept, the way reality benders play with reality can be explained in terms of "science".

Typically, a reality bender will have less Hume readings around them than normal, and their personal Hume readings will be higher than normal, due to their reality bending abilities of course.

Give a specific example.

For most ordinary people, the Hume index of their surroundings is 100, and their own Hume index is also 100, that is to say, "reality" is "reality" for them.

For a first-level reality bender, the Hume index of their surroundings is 75-80, and their own Hume index will be stable at 130-150. When the Hume index of the individual and the surrounding reaches a certain difference, they can distort reality.

Knowing the principles of how reality is warped, the Scranton Reality Anchor was born.

When the fine sand in an area is removed for some reason, the reality in this area will become weak, and the stability anchor will fill the sand trap by pumping sand grains from other parallel universes into this universe, so as to stabilize reality.

The principle of the Scranton Reality Anchor is not complicated, but the technology used is quite advanced. Generally speaking, its volume will be very large and its range of action will be quite wide.

The anchor in this little girl's hand should be a specially made pocket version.

To be able to condense so many precision parts into such a small thing, its maker must be very powerful.

Although its scope of action is relatively small, it is enough for personal use.