It was already an hour later when the soldiers from Guangling Zhixi found them.
It's not that the marching efficiency of these soldiers is low, but because compared with VIPs, these soldiers are unable to fight against the reiatsu of the special environment. The closer they get to the unknown TD plot, the slower and slower the search and rescue team members move.
Nearly half of the soldiers developed allergic stress during the journey, and Vita Brand would break out if they went any further. According to the accompanying surveyors, many comrades felt intense discomfort when approaching the four-kilometer railway traffic around Howling Ridge.
They suffer from vomiting, dizziness, auditory hallucinations, itchy skin, feel extremely cold or hot, take off their armor voluntarily, cannot control their emotions, and experience feelings of ecstasy, excitement or extreme sadness in a short period of time.
Every time he comes to the area around TD, the group leader Igarashi Rongxi has to experience the spiritual pressure of his hometown.
The King Hunter is his elder, and Aunt Chinatsu has been an amazing passenger when he was very young.
Igarashi’s family comes from Shinto City, which is very important to Rongxi——
——Because people can not know where they are going, but they can bravely take steps forward.
——But you can’t help but know where you come from. Because history is materialistic and exists objectively. It is the warm blood flowing in everyone's body and an immortal mark branded on everyone's body.
The leader of the attack team personally picked up the unknown heroes and did not speak a word along the way. This was the rule of the attack team.
After the senior passengers completed the initial exploration, their mental energy was more or less exhausted. Unless they took the initiative to speak, no one was allowed to ask them about the unknown land.
Like our normal mental activities, there will occasionally be dark moments when we overwork ourselves. He didn't even have the strength to speak, and his eyes would swell and his heart and lungs would hurt when he heard a slightly louder voice.
For VIPs, they are on the edge of life and death time and time again, fighting against unknown underground cities, and fighting against disaster beasts or Vita brands. At the end of the journey, physical injuries may be cured with a panacea. Without magic props like [Guangling San·Guangling Zhixi] Xiao Long Bao, it would take a long time to heal the depressed spirit.
The train at the frontline base can travel another 1,700 meters to the TD section - this is the news brought back by Xueming, Meteor, and Luo Ping'an.
For the soldiers who stopped in Guangling, there was only a safe range of 1,700 meters.
"It doesn't sound like it makes any sense." Correspondent Marco was a little depressed after hearing the news. The young soldier had higher expectations for his idol, and the crying general in his mind should be more powerful.
Igarashi Rongxi is still doing command and dispatch work on the platform. The frontline strongholds must be pushed out along with this 1,700 meters, otherwise they will not be called "frontlines". Next, they must host geological exploration, water conservancy and transportation, mineral research institutes and radioactive Element-related staff need to set up temporary workstations and renovate network base stations and water and electricity wiring within a kilometer.
Hearing Marco say this——
——Rong Xi was a little angry, but the regiment leader did not get angry immediately. He finished all the work at hand, sent the three unknown soldiers to the return train, took the physical examination reports of the three VIPs from the train window, and talked with The medical staff once again confirmed that there was no sign of a spiritual disaster spilling over, and tidied up all the miscellaneous matters.
Captain Rongxi returned to the communications conference room and called everyone else out, except Marco.
"Communicator Marco!"
When Brother Marco heard the leader's serious voice, he immediately stood up and replied: "Here we come!"
Rong Xi's face was expressionless, her tone was serious, her eyes were gentle, she didn't say anything more, she waited quietly——
——In the dark cave cavity, there is no natural light source, and the frontline stronghold seems to be the only light.
The electric light illuminated the terrain map behind Rong Xi, as well as the regimental emblem belonging to the Frost Moon Knights on the wall.
Until Marco's nervousness faded away with time, he finally relaxed. He didn't know what the leader was going to ask or say, but he was ready.
Rong Xi asked in English: "I just heard that you were secretly talking about Anonymous."
Marco: "No!"
Rong Xi: "So did I hear it wrong? Is there an auditory hallucination due to the spiritual pressure environment?"
Marco: "No"
Rong Xi: "We don't speak the same language? You and I are not of the same race and come from different countries. Marco, do you know Japanese?"
Marco: "A little bit"
Rong Xi poured a full pot of black coffee for the correspondent and said in Japanese: "I hate English, boy."
He handed the kettle to the boy's hand and asked him to hug him tightly. He patted the back of Marco's hand solemnly.
"One root word and one sentence pattern can have many meanings. It's very troublesome."
Marco replied in Japanese: "Sir, this is very convenient."
Rong Xi shook his head, his eyebrows lowered and his eyes downcast, looking unhappy.
"It's inconvenient, and it's also very troublesome. Just like when I asked you if you were secretly talking about Anonymous - you said no."
"So I asked if I was hearing something."
"But you said 'no' - if I didn't have any auditory hallucinations and you didn't talk about Anonymous, then why were your words inconsistent and ambiguous?"
Marco finally confessed in front of the group leader, because the group leader used a series of honorifics, his attitude was respectful and sinister.
"I just feel like"
"It doesn't seem right. There's something wrong."
"It's subtle, it's just subtle."
Rong Xi immediately lowered his face and said, "Oh, that's a very subtle meaning."
Marco smiled awkwardly: "It's just very subtle."
Rong Xi waved her hand: "Then please speak directly. If there is something wrong, maybe I can give you the answer."
Marco immediately became nervous: "Can this matter be put on the table? Will it not affect morale?"
Rong Xi's words are concise and concise: "Morale that can be shaken by a few words is not morale, but superstition."
Marco spoke out his inner thoughts.
"Captain, I thought the result would be better."
"The people of Anonymous are invincible when conquering the Mad Butterfly. They can bring news of victory and are experts in dealing with tough opponents, but this time"
Marco's voice became quieter and quieter, until it was almost inaudible.
"I can't even get back a city this time. To be honest, I'm a little disappointed."
"I'm almost the same as the crying general."
Captain Rongxi interrupted: "The voice is too low. I can't hear clearly."
Marco immediately spoke louder and seemed to become bolder.
"I am about the same age as General Crying! He is my idol! Although this is the first time we have met, I have fantasized about fighting alongside him countless times."
"So I think it shouldn't be like this, at least it shouldn't be 1,700 meters."
"The wasteland we brought back only contained stones. What's the point of going 1,700 meters further?"
"So I."
Rong Xi interrupted: "Is this what you want to say?"
Marco nodded, not daring to speak.
Rong Xi: "Why do you look so guilty of being a thief?"
"Because...because I feel like I shouldn't say these words." Marco Laifu explained: "But I don't know how to deal with the emotions in my head, and they won't disappear out of thin air. It's better to speak out."
After explaining, Marco quickly asked.
"Captain, what do you think? Are we going to stay here for a long, long time?"
"I admire Anonymous people very much, especially General Crying. He and I are the same age. Every time I think about this, an inexplicable power will emerge from the bottom of my heart - since what he can do, I It should be possible.”
"But this time, it seems to be different from what I expected."
"It turns out they are not as powerful as I thought. They are not superheroes."
"I'm done. Leader"
"So, leader, what do you think of this matter?"
Igarashi Rongxi hugged each other with his arms, his face turned red to the naked eye, and his sharp and strong facial features were also crowded together.
"How do you think about it? Do you think this 1,700 meters is something not worth mentioning? How do I think about it? From a business perspective or a personal grudge perspective? Which one do you want to listen to?"
Marco Rifu said: "Let's talk about personal matters first"
"Is there something wrong with your brain?" Igarashi Rongxi directly cursed in Chinese, because Chinese is really convenient to curse people: "What a stinky idiot. How long have you been in the attack group and you still behave like this! I don't like it. If you stay here, you can go to the Nine Realms and ask BOSS to perform a craniotomy on you to see how many kilograms of feces are filled in your Tianling Gai. Didn’t your mother consider garbage classification, environmental protection and energy conservation when she gave birth to you? Otherwise, how could a waste like you be born? Did they choose difficult gymnastics moves like the Thomas Full Spin when applauding for love? Otherwise, how could they shake the brain of your fertilized egg? "
"Stop scolding the leader!" Marco begged repeatedly: "Stop scolding, it's too cruel."
"You eat beef and drink coffee in the frontline stronghold to stay in the best fighting condition." Igarashi Rongxi pointed to the door, his eyes almost popping out of his sockets: "VIPs go to Shinto City to eat canned food and fight with the enemy for their lives. ——”
"——They finally came back alive, but you bastard is still saying this like a girl."
"Oh!~Captain!~"
Rong Xi pinched his throat and winked.
"I'm really disappointed. We only moved forward 1,700 meters this time. General Crying and I are of the same age, and he is my idol!~How could he let me down!~I'm hurt!~"
Marco felt so ashamed that his toes were digging into the dirt on the floor.
Rong Xi gently patted Marco’s face——
"——You make me feel ashamed, Communications Sergeant. I am very disappointed in myself. You are so weak and childish even though you are the soldier I brought out. This is a private matter I want to talk to you about. Do you want to hear about official matters? "
Marco pursed his lips and nodded.
Rong Xi: "Have you read the information obtained by Anonymous this time, the diary brought back, and the video and audio materials?"
Marco: "There are some materials classified as confidential documents classified as beta level or above. I can only understand a general outline, but I understand the ins and outs of the matter."
Rong Xi: "This is how Fenfeng died."
Marco didn't quite understand the implication of the group leader's words.
"What's the meaning?"
Rong Xi patiently explained every word——
"I said that the Foehn Chapter and their leader died because of your inner weakness."
"BOSS repeatedly told us two things."
“One thing is a pity—there is no God.”
"One thing is scary - there is a devil in the world."
"Just now, you were controlled by the devil. It weaved beautiful illusions to deceive you, making you think that everything can be solved by Anonymous, so Anonymous became like a devil - devils are very charming of."
"But when the illusion is shattered, you attack your comrades and blame the VIPs who spent their lives to find the way for you. How ridiculous this is."
"There are many horror stories like this in modern society. Children want to blame their parents who have been the best to them in life, but they can open their hearts to strangers. Parents do not listen to their children and want to hand over all their property to health care products and pharmaceutical companies. ——I’m afraid they are all deceived by the devil.”
"So I said, Foehn Feng probably died in this way."
Rong Xi spoke earnestly, and grasped Marco's chin with his rough palm, holding the boy's face tightly.
"Your body can be weak, but your mind cannot slip."
"This is the most important thing to you, Marco—"
"——BOSS is right, this is our most important thing."
"Shinto Castle can create Homo sapiens, but it cannot create minds and souls."
"Just because your mind is invulnerable and your soul is indestructible, never forget it, even if you can't see it or feel it."
"It is always shaping you. When it becomes hateful, you become hateful. When it becomes fearless and brave, you become fearless and brave."
The return train was heading towards the Nine Realms. Xueming and Meteor were lying on both sides of the carriage, one on the left and one on the right. Turn over and you can see the scenery outside the car window.
The closer we get to Jiujie Station, there are more and more lights in the fields on both sides of the railway.
At first it was just scattered camps, but later it turned into a small settlement of several hundred people.
Axing didn't understand, so he asked Brother Ming.
"When I set out, it didn't seem so lively. Where did all these travelers come from?"
Jiang Xueming replied: "Part of them are scavengers, and the other part are mine bosses who come to fish for gold with the scavengers."
Axing: "Why didn't they come before?"
Jiang Xueming: "Unknown land is a dangerous place for ordinary people. It was BOSS who received our news and turned it into news. Only then did people from other sites take the initiative to go to this deserted old site to look for wealth. .”
Bu Liuxing: "That's great."
Jiang Xueming: "How was your harvest from this trip?"
Bu Liuxing: "I felt great after fighting, but my mind was in a daze, like going to a haunted house in an amusement park. I didn't understand anything clearly, so I was sent out by the staff."
Jiang Xueming: "I feel the same way."
Bu Liuxing: "Brother Ming, can we penetrate Shinto City?"
Jiang Xueming: "This is 378,000 square kilometers. Brother Ping An said - Shinto City has more than 300 cities, counties and towns. This place cannot be explored in a few months or a few years. At least not now. "
Bu Liuxing: "Emotions are still a permanent thing, BOSS will be very happy, right?"
Jiang Xueming: "Very happy?"
Bu Liuxing: "Yes, there are new passengers coming. They want to emerge from their cocoons and become butterflies. Maybe Shinto City is a good choice."
Jiang Xueming pondered this sentence carefully——
——The Crazy Butterfly Holy Cult is about to become a protected animal. It is really not a simple matter to allow the passengers in the emerging stage to obtain soul power. Different from other primitive and wild unknown lands, Shinto City is highly civilized and has the industrial foundation of modern civilization. There is sufficient electrolyte energy in the city as a supply. It is indeed a great training room for BOSS.
Calculating the psychic population based on the attributes of pyroxene, the red stone people in the underground world are the largest. These cheerful, brave and enthusiastic iron fools will definitely gain something if they go to Shinto City, even if they are naughty children who enter the cyber theme amusement park. reward.
"Sometimes I can't keep up with your thinking." Jiang Xueming pursed his lips and smiled: "What a genius idea."
"Of course! I am a genius!" Bu Liuxing put his head in his hands and looked out the window, and asked: "Brother Ming, I saw the armed train stopped in Guangling heading towards the front line. Isn't it enough to have Shuangyue's regiment alone?"
Jiang Xueming: "The engineers and soldiers can do some infrastructure construction, but for geological and transportation work, we have to hire other helpers."
Bu Liuxing: "They will stay on the front line for a long time, right?"
Land-related projects can take as short as a few years or as long as ten years. For example, the construction work of the underground railway may last for decades. There are many railway people who work on the same line for their entire lives.
Jiang Xueming: "Yes."
Bu Liuxing: "I really admire them for being able to stick to one place for so many years. They are very powerful heroes."
"It's all the same." Jiang Xueming replied matter-of-factly: "In their eyes, we travelers who go to unknown lands and VIPs who wander around in the underground world are all considered bold and audacious guys."
"Hahahahahahahaha" Meteor laughed happily, this laughter could dispel all the haze.
After a while, Meteor asked another question.
"Brother Ming, the BOSS seems to have asked you many, many times. It wants to hold a blood ceremony for you, wants you to become stronger, and wants you to live longer - why did you refuse?"
When Xiaomao first talked about this matter with Jiang Xueming, she wanted Xueming to work part-time as a green gold guard to achieve the purpose of extending life. In the eyes of Aohun Mingde, the shelf life of Jiang Xueming's card was too short. Need a little help.
But Xueming didn’t agree——
——The reason is also very simple. If he can live two hundred or three hundred years, what about his wife and children? What about my wife’s friends, my children’s friends?
These families will become new crazy butterflies. The white stone should be white, and the corundum should be transparent without any impurities.
But the little kitten didn't give up. It used various sneak attacks, and tried to renew Jiang Xueming's membership just like NetEase Cloud Music members. I won't mention this part, it's another story.
Regarding Meteor's question, Jiang Xueming answered dumbfounded.
"If I continue to live, how will you let my children live?"
Bu Liuxing said in horror.
"That's right! If little brother Zhengyang lives in the shadow of your father all his life, I think there will definitely be something wrong with this kid's thinking!"
Jiang Xueming: "You arranged for me as a father in front of me. Is there something wrong with it?"
Bu Liuxing discussed: "Then next time I arrange it behind your back? Be more restrained?"
"It's better not to do it." Jiang Xueming laughed loudly, "Please spare me."
Bu Liuxing burst out laughing, and the bruises left by the strain on his right arm began to sting.
"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"
Jiang Xueming laughed along with him, feeling that the leisure time on the train was so wonderful.
"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"
Bu Liuxing smiled, then slowly became depressed.
So Jiang Xueming asked: "Let me guess, you should be thinking of hot wind."
"Yes" Bu Liuxing is not surprised. Brother Ming has always understood him. Apart from Teacher Sansan, Brother Ming is almost the person who understands him best: "Maybe I was fascinated by a ghost——"
"——I wonder if Refeng and his friends were so happy a long time ago."
"They can fight and bleed, lie injured in a train and talk nonsense about their wives and children."
"There is no complicated life, no unclear philosophy."
"I obviously don't know them. I obviously didn't really live in that era. It's like these ghosts are possessing me and taking me back to the past."
Jiang Xueming stretched out his hand: "Hold my hand, brother. Don't think so much, we still have a lot of time to be ourselves."
"Yes! And FE204863! This guy is much more interesting than you! I will tell you about this later!" Meteor stretched out his hand to hold Brother Ming's.
At this time, Xueming took the initiative to retract his arm and withdrew the testimony of friendship——
——Because the belated 3301 arrived just in time with a fruit plate, just like an old joke that you will never get tired of after playing it ten thousand times.
The half-wolf girl pointed, her mouth tilted to one side and smiled strangely, but she cursed.
"A married man! A married man! Tsk, tsk, tsk! Tsk, tsk, tsk!"
But the next second, she was struck by a joke and became dumbfounded.
Because Meteor raised his arms, clenched his fists and said to his lover.
"Yes! I want to be a married man too!"
(End of chapter)
