(Chapter 263)
After the war, everything temporarily calmed down.
Weiyang City is devastated, but fortunately the structure of this underground city is still there.
Jing Rong's words were not without impact on Chen Fan.
Chen Fan read the last letter left to him by the president, and just then he remembered that he should take a good look at Weiyang, the last dream city of mankind.
Originally, in Chen Fan's eyes, this place was just a place of luxury and extravagance established by the dignitaries in order to preserve their last carnival in the apocalypse.
But after experiencing a series of battles, Chen Fan suddenly discovered that no matter how hard it was, the underground city was still strong.
Under the baptism of hot weapons such as guns, it remains strong.
Thinking about it from another angle, this level of solidity is simply an impregnable strategic fortress.
Did the president have a longer-term plan when he first ordered An Lushan to build this city?
This woman's thoughts are indeed so profound that they are difficult to fathom.
With this kind of wisdom, how wonderful it would be if you put all your thoughts on the right path...
After the catastrophe in Weiyang City, about 200,000 people still survived.
Anne Si, Peipei, Zhuo Mingyu were all seriously injured and needed time to recover. Ruan Qiu, Tang Xueyi and others were also extremely tired after the battle and needed repairs.
Chen Fan found a good place and settled everyone down, but he didn't dare to stop for a moment.
After a brief recovery in the different space, he regained his energy and went to the death burning pit in the southwest corner of Weiyang alone.
Looking at the dark pit beneath his feet, Chen Fan frowned.
Jingrong
What is the secret you left for me?
Chen Fan whispered to himself.
"Go down and have a look. How will you know if you don't look?"
Chen Fan looked back and saw that it was Mei Jin.
"Why are you here? If you don't rest in your room, why are you here in this death pit?"
“I’m different from them, I’m very energetic now.
Are you thinking about the letter the president left before his death?
In fact, I also feel that this matter is not over yet..."
"oh?"
Chen Fan looked at Mei Jin in surprise, "Tell me about it."
"Guangyuan is undoubtedly from southern Xinjiang.
And in this fight, I can see that his cultivation of southern Xinjiang secret arts has reached the level of a great patriarch.
Even in our southern Xinjiang, there are only a handful of such masters.
Why would such a person go so far away in Middle-earth? "
"What's so strange about this."
Chen Fan said disdainfully: "Come here and rely on your own skills to seek office and profit.
You see, he has already reached the position of the chief minister of the important affairs department.
If there were no natural disasters, such a high-ranking and powerful person would not have to rely on wind and rain. "
"No" Meijin shook his head, "I don't think so.
You don’t know anything about us southern Xinjiang people.
Let’s put Guangyuan’s character aside for now, but as long as he is from southern Xinjiang, he must have faith.
People over there don't actually have a strong concept of official position, fame and fortune.
Even in southern Xinjiang, big patriarchal figures can get everything they want.
There was no need for him to leave.
I still think there must be a reason why Guangyuan ran to China..."
Chen Fan was silent.
Hearing what Mei Jin said, he also felt that something was fishy.
Why did the old thief avoid the others in the Dashi Pavilion and come to Weiyang City alone?
Even if he succeeds, isn't he afraid that Yue Zhongtai will come to settle the score with him afterwards?
With his little skill, if he can't even handle it himself, how can he deal with the other ministers?
Unless... Guangyuan has more than just the Dashi Pavilion behind him.
He also has other backers and unknown purposes.
"never mind.
No matter how much he does, the soldiers will come to cover up the water and earth.
Sooner or later we will dig out all the secrets, and there is no rush.
Now that you're here, are you interested in going down there and taking a look? "
"certainly.
But... there are so many dead people down there, what should we do? "
Chen Fan smiled, activated his right eye ability, and a space vortex appeared, absorbing all the dead people in the pit.
Two people jumped down one after another.
Following the guidance of the drawings left by Jing Rong, Chen Fan found an inconspicuous secret door in a corner of the pit.
Open it and press the switch on the inside side of the door.
The incandescent lamps on the ceiling inside lit up one by one, and the vision suddenly became brighter.
The two were stunned.
What appeared in front of them were various heavy weapons neatly arranged.
Tanks, rocket vehicles, heavy artillery, fighter jets, and even rare high-tech equipment such as silver explosive bombs.
The state-owned arsenal that Chen Fan found in Jinling previously only contained lightweight weapons such as machine guns and grenades.
And here, you can say that you have everything you need, and there are enough supplies to equip an army of hundreds of thousands of people!
When Chen Fan saw these things, he was not very happy, but his heart became heavier.
Why does the president prepare this?
If it was just to fight the civil war, she already had so many things, and she could definitely start a head-on war with the Dashi Pavilion.
Why don't you say anything?
Is it true, as she said, that these weapons were prepared to deal with a war with some underwater race?
Chen Fan remained silent, walking forward little by little, watching.
The guns and ammunition were carefully wrapped in oil paper and polished until they were shiny.
A posture that is ready to be taken out at any time.
Walking to the very back, Chen Fan unexpectedly found a shelf.
There are many glassware placed side by side on the shelf. If you look closely, you will see that the glassware contains some strange-shaped things soaked in liquid.
Some are like centipedes, some are like fish, and some are like corals.
Others are like, octopus...
Chen Fan suddenly stopped and stood in front of the bottle containing the octopus, looking intently at it.
"What's wrong?"
"I've seen this thing before, it's the strange bug stuck on Lin Chaoge's heart.
At that time, I felt strange. This thing didn't look like a common thing.
With the blessing of this thing, Lin Chaoge's abilities skyrocketed.
If I hadn't been lucky enough to become enlightened at the critical moment of life and death, I probably wouldn't have been able to defeat him this time..."
Meijin looked at the things here carefully and said thoughtfully:
"Why do these things look familiar to me?"
"Huh? Have you seen this octopus before?"
"No. It's not just this.
I mean, all the weird specimens here seem to be very similar to the totems carved on the walls of our Niugu Cave.
The tribesmen thought those impressions were based on legends.
I didn’t expect that these things really exist in this world..."
"Niugu Cave? In your southern border?"
"Yes. The southern border area is remote. Compared with the Central Plains, life there is difficult and very closed. The development of culture, technology, social system, etc. is slow. Tribalism is also implemented in many places.
I ran away secretly because I couldn't stand the hardship.
The highest authority in southern Xinjiang is Da Siman, and the priest's holy place where his old man lives is Niugu Cave.
I used to sneak in there with my friends when I was a kid and saw the murals there. "
Chen Fan:......
Things are getting weirder.
Many strange signs were connected intentionally or unintentionally, revealing clues that he had to ponder.
The uneasiness in my heart slightly expanded.
Jingrong
What you said could not be true...
