Chapter 796: The Sun and the Moon Move, Autumn Goes and Winter Comes!
"Just pretend what happened tonight never happened."
“Listen to me in the future, just like what you see now, the treatment is not cheap.
Looking at Xing Yue who was still lying on the ground, kowtowing repeatedly, Sumo ordered in a suppressed voice.
But I never thought that he had just finished speaking.
Xing Yue quickly raised her head, with an extremely pious expression on her face: "Master Su, as long as you tell them the identity of the Poseidon Apostle, the entire fish-men tribe will immediately listen to your order. There is no need to hide it like this!"
"No, I mean, I won't reveal it yet."
"If you want to find Poseidon, my current identity must be kept secret." He casually made up a reason and looked at Xing Yue with a cute expression that said I believed him.
Su Mo smiled secretly in his heart, but his expression remained calm.
Regarding the test of the fish people, the first stage of proof can now be obtained from Xing Yue.
Being able to control each murloc's connection to the power of the ocean is enough to intimidate the entire murloc tribe.
With this, even if you return to the real wasteland, you don't have to worry about your identity being revealed.
And the other side.
"Bao Lei, come in."
The door opened, and Bao Lei walked in with a wary look on his face.
He frowned slightly and looked at Sumo's right hand, feeling a little confused.
"County Magistrate Su, this is what you have in your hand"
"Oh, I forgot, you can't see it now." He winked at Xing Yue next to him. The latter understood instantly and quickly took out the scepter to release Hai Mu.
Three clouds of water vapor appeared in the air, and one of them naturally flew in front of Bao Lei's eyes.
"Can you see it now?"
"Ah? Do you have something in your hand?" Bao Lei was still a little confused after having been given a sea eye.
Although he vaguely felt something flowing in Soma's hands.
But this feeling is still like observing the breeze blowing on the opposite side through thick glass, which is very slight.
"can not see"
Somo threw away the ocean power water ball in his hand and took another one.
After confirming again and again that Bao Lei still couldn't see the water mass even after adding the power of Haimu, he took a deep breath.
"Where are the others? Let others come in and take a look."
"Okay, I'll call someone." Bao Lei touched his head, turned and left.
After a while, more than ten members of the Heavenly Sword Regiment walked in and lined up in the room.
First, Xing Yue releases the power of sea eyes and gives them vision one by one, and then Sumo takes the power of the ocean water mass to ask questions.
"Can any of you see this thing in my hand?"
"Ah? Is there anything?"
"Can't you all see that?"
"What?"
"No"
"Sir, are you joking? You have nothing in your hand?"
"Take a closer look"
"Power! Your Majesty holds the supreme power! No one can stop it!"
"???" Dispersing the power of the ocean flowing in his hands, Sumo resisted complaining about this terrible compliment and waved for everyone except Bao Lei to go ahead.
Sure enough, even if he mastered the first stage of the power of the ocean, he could not give humans a connection with the power of the ocean.
When it was difficult for humans to even see the power of the ocean, the system did not pop up additional options at all.
If you want ordinary people to participate in the research and development of this kind of power, there will definitely be a long way to go in the future.
"However, these studies on the power of the ocean are enough at this stage. Any more will only divert my energy from other things, which is not worth the gain."
"The next thing is more important"
"Go to sea, collect all the ruins information that can be collected, and look for any information that can capture talents in advance. As well as the Adventurer Association, we must find a way to get their terminal production technology!"
After confirming the schedule for the next few months, Sumo took a deep breath and slowly calmed down.
He has only been in the ruins for more than three months now, and he feels that everything that happened in the wasteland before is like a distant dream.
If you can come and go at will, and there is no time limit, then you can naturally develop slowly and step by step.
But the fact is that time waits for no one. He will have to leave in more than eight months at most and return to the barren and dilapidated wasteland for another year.
Under such circumstances, even if it is destined to sacrifice something.
Sumo no longer allowed himself to rest.
From now on, just like the big dispute between the deep sea in the White Sand Ruins, he will start to really show off his talents and completely "squeeze out" all the value of this ruins!
It is September 16th in the eighth year of the last calendar year.
The hot and rainless season finally brought about the most terrifying impact. Violent wildfires began to break out one after another throughout the New World.
After one night, countless fly ash and dust rose up in the breeze, filling most of the sky like passing locusts.
No matter where you are on the mainland, looking from a distance on the ground, there is a sense of doomsday.
Tianyuan Territory, Baoyu County, Tianyuan Port.
In the winding river, a fleet of ships stretching for several miles has been lined up, all of which are Tianyuan navy wearing standard uniforms.
In the middle of the fleet is the largest main ship, the Tianyuan cruiser.
From a distance, its appearance looks like a moving building, constantly being defended by surrounding ships.
There are hundreds of blue and red woven military flags fluttering in the wind.
Stand at the railing of the deck.
Sumo also put on a light blue standard navy uniform, with the triangular Tianyuan Merit Badge symbolizing the commander hanging on his chest, and quietly looked down at the countless people from Baoyu County who came to see him off.
Next to him, Lu Yongyi and Bao Lei stood with a hint of emotion and touch on their faces, looking at the lively scene below in a daze.
"I remember, Mr. Su came to Baoyu County only two months ago, right?"
"To be precise, it's two months and thirteen days, seventy-four days." Bao Lei added the information in time and gave the exact number.
"In seventy-four days, you can do what others can't do in seven hundred and forty days, and still be so loved by the people."
"This method makes me brave and ashamed."
Without any organization, 99% of the people in Baoyu County came here spontaneously, holding homemade flags of thanks.
This scene is really the first time that Tianyuan Territory has developed over the years.
From the rapid changes in Baoyu County, from the smiling faces of these people.
It is enough to see that the entire Baoyu County took less than three months to completely revitalize the previous deadlock and officially boarded a new high-speed development train.
Even calling it a "miracle" is not an exaggeration!
"It's just that we used thunderous means in the past two days to kill all the murlocs on the ship and repatriate them. No one was left. The murlocs will not be honest and stop, even if we have evidence and really go out. You still have to." Before Lu Yongyi could finish his words, he suddenly glanced to one side of the ground and his expression changed slightly.
The one who discovered it earlier than him was Sumo who had been silent.
"It seems that Mayor Chen and Commander Feng have already taken care of it for us."
On a high platform far away from the people below, Chen Shen and Feng Tianmin were clearly visible.
Behind them, there was a young fishman with a light golden crown, standing with his head bowed respectfully.
His face was very unfamiliar. He was not the eldest prince Yu Chenghuang who was previously rumored to be the successor of the fish-men clan, nor was he Yu Chenghui, the second prince who longed for freedom, nor was he the miscellaneous illegitimate children of the old fish-man king.
But just like this, it also explains the current situation of the fish people from the side.
A strange fish-man inherited the throne.
It is not difficult to imagine that drastic changes must have taken place within the fish people at this time. With the support of the territory, it is clear who will lose and who will win in the future.
I greeted Chen Shen, Feng Tianmin, Feng Long and others from a distance.
Sumo's eyes scanned other places.
After hearing the news, Ai Jianqiang, the dean of the School of Architecture of the Academy of Sciences, arrived as soon as possible. Vice President, Ning Yushu. There are also many researchers who have only met briefly and have not yet become fully acquainted with each other.
Even after becoming the vice president of the Academy of Architecture, Sumo only went to the Academy of Sciences twice.
One time was to give Zhang Bowen an exam, and the other time was to borrow an energy stone battery.
But these people in the Academy of Sciences are still eagerly waiting for his return, waiting for him to once again bring scientific research results comparable to skyscrapers.
the other side.
Huang Xiaojuan, Sun Quan, Zhang Min, Zhang Da, Zhang Bowen, Ge Jian'an, Wan Jingnian, Wang Qian
Chen Kai, Chen Yi, Chen Yun
The friends I made after arriving in the wasteland and my subordinates were also absent. They also gathered together with expectant and worried eyes.
When the eyes of these people collided, Su Mo paused and nodded slightly.
"Let's go, everything that needs to be arranged has been arranged, and everything that needs to be said goodbye has been said in advance."
"This trip to sea will take a long time. We have many tasks to do. It's best to start early!"
"yes!"
As Sumo's deputy and second commander of the fleet, Lu Yongyi nodded immediately, turned and left.
Half an hour later, the entire stagnant fleet began to move slowly.
Amidst deafening cheers, the first ship successfully sailed from Tianyuan Port into the Changlong Xianjiang River.
The "Xianxianjiang" operation that shocked the entire wasteland was officially announced to have begun!
At the same time, the wasteland that seemed to have suddenly calmed down started a new dispute again.
In countless unknown corners, waves of undercurrents that could swallow up everything finally began to surge quietly.
The end of the calendar year is October 1st, eighth year.
The three super territories of Dragon Flag Territory, Golden Eagle, and Northland finally jointly issued a treaty to terminate the non-attack agreement.
The direct factor that prompted this change was mainly because humans underestimated the power of the Crimson Storm series of disasters.
Starting from September 24, when the "sweltering heat" of fifty degrees finally arrived, unstoppable riots began throughout the New World.
Those unquenchable wildfires began to grow out of control, gradually engulfing living areas far away from large water sources.
Those wells that are drying up day by day are also a constant reminder to humans that they must make a decision as soon as possible.
Taking into account the subsequent severe drop in air humidity.
When everyone is short of water, facing this harsh situation, there is naturally only one option left.
migration.
Migrate like animals!
More and more ordinary people began to leave their territories with necessary items and head to places near water sources.
More and more territories began to have fierce friction with each other, so that old territories disappeared and new territories appeared every day.
Under such circumstances, the non-attack treaty has actually become a dead letter.
In the face of survival, no one would choose to abide by it. The three major territories also happened to be launched by the slope of the donkey, in order to minimize human casualties and prepare for future integration.
However, no one expected that it was this seemingly "following the trend" behavior.
It took only a week to completely push the dispute between the entire New World to another extreme.
Time flies, and the days and months pass by.
The red storm representing "death" advances day by day, and the number of human survivors is creating a new low every day.
In a blink of an eye, three months have passed in the New World.
From September to December, with the end of a series of disasters, the wasteland has officially entered the cold winter from the hottest autumn in history.
On the south bank of the New World, the third to last section of the Changlongxian River, the Fu'an United Territory.
On the spacious and magnificent Longlin River, tens of thousands of refugees formed a scattered refugee camp here.
They migrated all the way and fled all the way.
Because of the arrival of the cold winter, they finally settled here and rested temporarily, waiting for the judgment of the next disaster and the arrival of spring.
In the camp, you can see colorful simple tents and earthen houses covered with bricks and stones.
On the tent side, there was no sign of plant growth in the cracked land, and coughs were heard everywhere.
On both sides of the crooked camp trail, black coffins and green scavenging birds flying over them could be seen everywhere.
They just lay on the coffins, not afraid of the humans who dragged their bodies on the trails and forced them to rush for a living.
After all, their sour and poisonous meat naturally determined that they would never become food.
On the mud house side, pale yellow weeds could be vaguely seen growing in the stone bricks on the ground, and the walls were covered with traces of black charcoal smears.
Compared with the opposite side, the trail here was obviously much cleaner and tidier, and there were almost no coffins placed on the roadside.
At the same time, although the pedestrians here were also in a hurry, from their clothes and mental outlook, it could be vaguely found that this place and the opposite side were simply two different worlds.
And looking in the middle, there was indeed a wall about eight meters high in the middle of the two, which perfectly separated them.
One side represents waiting for a new life, while the other side represents waiting for death.
Crash!
Suddenly, in a place in the tent camp, several scavenging birds were startled and flew away.
More than a dozen half-grown children wearing tattered rattan clothes and rattan pants rushed out from a small path.
Compared with the strong children in Tianyuan Territory, most of these children are pitifully thin.
Whether it is the skinny arms and thighs, the withered and pale complexion, or the chapped lips and skin, they all look like they are in their teens when they are fifteen or sixteen years old.
Only the figure in the leather jacket at the head looks a little stronger, and there are scars all over the exposed skin.
"Hey, Brother Xun is taking people to the river to wait for the boat again today?"
The group of children ran through several alleys, and most of the adults who were coughing with sick bodies would greet them warmly.
Being teased by these people, the boy in leather jacket didn't care, but just patted his head innocently.
"Yes, I heard that the Tianyuan Fleet will soon pass through our river basin. If we can exchange some medicines with them, we will have hope to survive this winter!"
"Medicines?" One of the blond, blue-eyed Westerners who was coughing severely covered his mouth: "Brother Xun, I'm afraid I can't wait."
"Why can't I wait? Don't worry, Uncle Arthur, I will definitely send you medicines as soon as possible."
Stepping forward to comfort Arthur twice, Zhou Xun's heart sank when he saw the large amount of blood coughed out of his hand.
The sequelae brought to humans by the Red Storm series of disasters are obviously no less than those of other series of disasters.
During the long-term running, wandering, and fleeing, most people were infected with severe plagues due to high temperatures and suffered from terrible fevers.
For this kind of fever, those humans who died directly from internal organ failure were fine, and they didn't have to suffer the pain of waiting for death in such a declining state.
But these living people have to welcome the disappointment that keeps coming every day in expectation and pain.
"Forget it, forget it, I'm going to die, I'll give it to you guys when I get some medicine."
"Besides, the Tianyuan Fleet passed through different places along the way, and they may not come to our tributary."
With a miserable laugh, Arthur took out a candy that was broken into four pieces from his pocket. He carefully took out a small half of it and handed it to Zhou Xun: "Take it and eat it, this is what Uncle Arthur earned from them yesterday."
"" Zhou Xun took the candy blankly and put it in his mouth in front of the other person's eyes, and his heart became more and more numb.
Looking at Arthur's desolate back as he left, he began to doubt himself.
According to the time, the Tianyuan Fleet should have arrived here long ago, but the reality is
Every day, they can only wait at the simple dock that has been built on the shore.
Can't see tomorrow, let alone the future.
"Brother Xun, are we going to wait for the boat at the dock today, or go to the river to dig wild vegetables, or go downstream to find prey?"
"Of course." Hearing the question from the child next to him, Zhou Xun subconsciously wanted to go out and wait for the boat.
But thinking of what Arthur just said, he hesitated again.
"Forget it, let's go digging today"
Suddenly, before he finished speaking, the whole ground shook slightly.
This slight vibration was very slight at first, and most people thought they were hallucinating.
But after more than ten seconds, all the scavenging birds entrenched in the entire camp flew up, almost forming a black cloud.
"What happened?"
Zhou Xun looked up at the sky in confusion, trying to find out why the birds were startled suddenly.
But the next second, a high-frequency whistle sounded in the distance.
Including Zhou Xun, many people in the refugee camp were stunned, revealing a touch of unbelievable ecstasy.
"What's that sound?" Seeing Zhou Xun trembling with excitement, several children gathered around curiously.
Brother Xun was not afraid of the fierce alien race, so what else could make him
"He's coming!"
"Ah, who's coming?"
"You are stupid, it's him, that Lord Su, the super fleet of Tianyuan Territory is coming!"
As soon as the voice fell, Zhou Xun ran away, fearing that he would fall behind others.
He had collected information for a long time, but others didn't know it, but he knew it very well.
In this super fleet that symbolizes strength and redemption and established its position in only three large-scale battles.
There is a very strange "Lord Su".
He is the supreme ruler of the entire fleet, the soul of hundreds of ships, and the "water butcher" currently famous throughout the New World.
But he has a quirk. He doesn't like money, beauty, or rare treasures.
The only thing that can move him is "news".
As long as you can provide valuable news, almost anything can be exchanged.
Whether it is supplies, medicine, food, weapons, identity, or the future!
And news.
Whether it is the same or not, only the first person who speaks out is useful.
Now whoever runs faster represents who holds hope!