The Time Controller of American Comics

"Green, you become a policeman"

"No, no, no, Green, you come to be a robber."

Jonathan never thought that one day he would play house with five or six eight-year-old kids. After all, he was an adult who had lived his whole life. He had enjoyed playing house so much when he was a child, but now it would be too much for him to play house. It's so childish

There is no other way. Ms. Emma turns her head and stares at her every now and then, as if she has regained her childhood.

Ms. Emma is also doing it for the good. Maybe she wants to make more friends and do more activities. After all the hard work, she can't just cry, make trouble, and hang herself like a child.

Fuck

In the United States, colleagues are generally called by their professional titles, and ordinary acquaintances are generally called by their surnames. Generally, only family members and close friends can call each other by their first names. Only when others agree can they call each other by their first names.

So most outsiders call Jonathan Green, and the reason why Jonathan always calls Ms. Emma is because Jonathan and Ms. Emma have always gotten along as friends. More importantly, Ms. Emma has always kept secret that she has a son. In order to cause unnecessary trouble, Jonathan and the workers called his mother Ms. Emma.

This group of white brats had enough evil ideas, but Jonathan was an adult. He was obsessed with these children who had not fully developed their social experience or brains.

Jonathan, the last "robber", was chased by these little guys and intercepted a warehouse painted with red dye. Because corn was to be stored for the autumn harvest for the winter, the roof of the warehouse was specially renovated with big holes and small holes. Until this time, the roof was still there. In an unfinished state.

"It's going to rain"

A strong wind blew, bringing with it a large piece of yellow soil, leaves, and twigs. The leaves of the cornfield were blown "swishing", and the strong wind bent countless corn stalks. The tin dog The basin was overturned with a bang, and the omnivores inside were spilled all over the floor.

Heavy raindrops fell from the sky, and the workers gathered together to pull large pieces of plastic cloth to cover the corn piled in the yard, while Ms. Emma held a washtub and pulled the clothes to dry on the iron pole.

The heavy rain in this season comes at any time, like a mischievous child who only likes to catch people off guard.

Just when everyone was busy doing their own thing, an accident suddenly struck. A large piece of wood more than three meters long on the undecorated roof of the warehouse was overturned with iron nails. The strong wind was noisy and it did its best. The greatest power destroys everything it can destroy.

Large pieces of wood were overturned, and that's not even the worst part.

The worst thing was that Jonathan had just been chased by a few imps not far behind the warehouse, and this large piece of wood happened to hit Jonathan on the head.

Jonathan felt that there was darkness above his head, and a large wooden board blocked the top of his head, hiding behind the dark clouds. The afterglow of the sun was heading straight towards Jonathan.

"I'm going to die if I rub my butt."

And until now, Jonathan has not become familiar with this world, and has not repaid the favor of Ms. Emma for giving birth to him. Jonathan still has too many concerns about this world. How can God allow himself, a reborn person, to rush into such a hurry? Busy returning to factory

No way

I can't die, I don't want to die yet

Although Jonathan has the experience and intelligence of an adult, he is still in the body of an eight-year-old child. Even though he has the reflexes to avoid danger, he does not have the ability to avoid danger. In the chaos, Jonathan stepped on a piece of his foot. On top of the mud, his feet slipped and he fell to the ground.

To the eight-year-old Jonathan, this block of wooden boards seemed to be overwhelming, and they were smashed towards him without any mercy. On one side of the board, an iron nail as long as an adult's index finger was pointed directly at Jonathan's forehead.

Jonathan held his little fist tightly, his young face full of unyielding and struggle.

After a death, Jonathan is no longer afraid of death, but he also doesn't want to die anymore. Only when you have lost some things can you learn to cherish them, and only when you have something difficult can you hold on tightly.

Just like Jonathan, who has endless desire for life at this moment.

"green"

"green"

Accompanied by the panicked shouts of several brats, Jonathan's head suddenly felt like it was splitting in pain. A door deep in the memory in his brain was activated and opened, which made him scream in pain.

"what"

And at this moment, everything in front of him disappeared, there was only endless darkness. This was a strange world. There was no light, no sound, no sky, no earth. Even Jonathan himself was just a consciousness. , this ray of consciousness is chasing the only existing object in this world, and this object is time

The scene in front of me is familiar and yet strange. Familiar because this is a dream I have had countless times. Strange because this dream appeared in my real life for the first time in eight years.

In this world, he feels time, he chases time, and he keeps running side by side with time, reaching the same speed as time.

"What's going on here"

Jonathan stretched out his hand and felt a handful of wet soil. At this time, everything was restored. Everything was back to before he fell into darkness, but everything in this world was different.

When Jonathan opened his eyes, he first felt the iron nails on the board scratching his eyelashes. He saw that the nails were less than a fingernail's distance from his eyes, and the entire board was floating motionless in the air.

Jonathan couldn't help being surprised, and panicked.

"What's wrong with this world?"

Jonathan pushed the board away with all his strength. The board was rising and falling in the air like a seesaw. The board that should have fallen to the ground was completely unaffected by gravity at this moment. Jonathan climbed out from under the board and stared with wide eyes. Looking at this world without any sound.

everything is still

Not far away, several little ghosts were still shouting and panicking, with different postures. A black kid turned around and ran in the direction of the workers. Due to his fast running, his right foot was tapping the ground, and his left foot was even Still retaining the posture of staying in the air.

The little black dog who was peeing with his legs up was also maintaining the posture of flowing water. In the distance, a few thick men pulling on the cloth were holding cigarettes and the smoke was still in the air. They were yelling and cursing due to the uneven force. .

This world is like watching a video and the pause button was suddenly pressed. Everyone keeps laughing and yelling, and every item maintains its original trajectory.

Only I am an accident

Jonathan has an illusion. At this moment, this world is his own.