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[Time Clock: Placed object, has the ability to change time. The flapping of a butterfly's wings will stir up huge waves. The change in time will affect the future and the past. It resets every 1,000 hours.]

Miao Mu's fingers touched the time clock, and a series of information emerged in his mind. Miao Mu stared at the button between the hour hand and the minute hand.

Press it or not? This is the ability to change time.

Although it was not expressed clearly enough, Naegi could still think of a case about time, that is the Flash. After all, he changed time and directly created a Flashpoint Universe.

"But...what does this have to do with me?" Miaomu rubbed his hands and pressed it down. Could anything be worse than now?

The clowns that had died originally hadn't died yet, and another one showed up, and there was also a Roman ten-day deadline, which was even more bizarre, the kind of threat that would drag the whole family to heaven.

This kind of world should be destroyed!

Miao Mu pressed the button with his finger, and an electric current flowed through the hour hand. The pendulum that was swinging once a second suddenly slowed down.

Nothing happened around...

But Miaomu still found something wrong. A crow flying across the sky was frozen in mid-air, as if time had suddenly stopped.

However, before Naegi could raise his hands and cheer, the crow flew away and everything returned to normal.

The time control was a bit fast, and Miaomu felt a little embarrassed when he raised his hand. He raised his hand and touched his chest, feeling his heartbeat.

Probably... it stops for about five seconds. It's useful, but not very useful. It stops for five seconds.

This cannot be said to be useless. If the time is stopped for five seconds, Miaomu can kill Tonghu twenty times. Five seconds to do whatever you want is not bad. Miaomu nodded with satisfaction.

One thousand hours, or forty days, can solve most problems if used well. Even if it's the end of the world, you can still say a few last words.

"Sure, sure. I just need an ornament at home!" Miao Mu raised his hand and wiped the clock of time, then turned and shouted, "Jerry, stop chanting and come and help me carry it out. I'll introduce you to a Feng Shui master in Chinatown later."

"Mumu, it's dark!" Jerry, who was lying on the ground, looked up and wailed. The starry sky really scared him.

"What? What time is it... huh?"

Miaomu raised his head in a daze, looking at the twinkling stars in the sky and the moon hanging high in the sky. Is it dark?

No, Miaomu remembered it very clearly. They came in the morning and attended the burial ceremony. It was definitely not noon, but around two o'clock in the afternoon at the most.

For some reason, a line of lyrics came to Miaomu's mind: Where has the time gone?

Miao Mu turned his head to look at the clock of time and quickly took out his mobile phone from his pocket. He was afraid that time would suddenly change and many years would have passed. In that case, he would definitely want to kill someone.

I hurriedly took out my cell phone and looked at the time and date on it. Fortunately, it was only eight o'clock in the evening and the time and date had not changed.

Naegi took his phone worriedly and checked on the Internet to make sure that it didn't turn out like the Flashpoint universe, where Bruce died in the alley and Thomas Wayne made a bloody appearance.

It seems that only a small amount of time was changed, from about seven or eight hours to just five seconds.

At least on the Daily Planet's page, there was a photo of Superman retrieving a balloon that had flown into the sky for a kid on the side of the road. The new one had a date on it and was taken by Jimmy Olsen at Superman Theme Park.

"You were knocked unconscious by the explosion just now. You must be dreaming. Hurry up and help!"

Miaomu kicked Jerry on the butt, put the phone in his pocket, pulled Jerry up and interrupted him.

"You have a typical case of explosion fainting. I'll help you make an appointment with Ms. Tompkins when we get back. Have a look at your brain. You can also have a meal, a couple of drinks, and a good sleep. You'll be fine."

"Move this thing away from me and send it to my home first!"

Without waiting for Jerry to react, Miaomu pulled him to the side, with his back facing the clock. Miaomu ran over, picked up the Clock of Time with both hands, and placed it on Jerry's back.

Jerry was tall and strong, so he didn't think the clock was too heavy to carry. In his mind, Miaomu's words were still echoing, and he also believed that he had been knocked unconscious by the explosion.

After all, brothers won't harm him.

Miaomu picked up the shovel, dug a few shovels of soil into the ground, filled the hole, turned around and ran out with Jerry.

The moonlight tonight is exceptionally good, illuminating the ground clearly. You don’t even need to turn on the lights and don’t have to worry about not being able to see the road.

Just over ten minutes after Miaomu and the others left, a man's shrill scream was heard from ten thousand meters in the sky, followed by a free fall, and with a bang, he hit the soft soil on the ground.

The soil splashed as if it had been hit by a bomb, and a human-shaped hole was smashed out of the pit that Jerry had dug before.

After a moment, a red hand stretched out from inside, grabbed the soil outside and crawled out.

The man was wearing a tight metallic uniform with a yellow lightning symbol on his chest, a red eye mask, and small golden lightning wings behind his ears.

If Naegi were here, he would definitely recognize that this was the superhero he just remembered, Barry Allen the Flash, a hero who possesses super speed and can travel through time and the universe.

However, the Flash was now in a very miserable state. After climbing out of the pit, he lay on the ground and began to gasp for breath.

"Ah... where am I?"

The Flash raised his hands to cover his head, looking at the gloomy cemetery and the cold wind blowing, which made him extremely surprised.

He was just chasing a guy with black speed force and was competing with that guy in super speed. Suddenly, his feet slipped and it seemed like the speed force in his body had lost a bit of speed.

He fell from the air, or to be more precise, he fell out of the space runway created by the super speed. He struggled for a long time until he was exhausted and fell down.

The super speed in his body only protected him from falling to death after falling from a high place, and then it completely dissipated.

In this situation, the Flash was not very panicked. He had lost his speed force many times and had a complete set of methods to get it back, but he had to determine where he was first.

Take off the hood and reveal Barry Allen's face. Compared with those superhero uniforms that require changing clothes or simply wearing them under clothes, his is the most special one.

The main function of his uniform is to reduce friction, and it is made of special materials that can be retracted into the ring.

With his speed, he can complete the change of clothes in one second.

"Wait, I think I feel the speed force!"

Barry turned his head and looked at the gravel road in the distance. In his sight, he saw traces of the Speed ​​Force, although they were very faint...