Chapter 1608 Canaan

The ground floor blocks the border of Canaan, and the entrance is in a desolate and cold hall.

It was completely different from the expected city of criminals. There was no trace of dirt or mess, and there were no scrawled graffiti or slogans on the walls.

If anything, there was only a prison-like coldness.

It was as if we were entering not a free city, but a dark prison.

The vast hall, where hundreds of people might have queued to check in and out, was now empty.

There was a lone table at the only open entrance.

"It's so deserted."

Sitting in front of the table in the cabin in the forest, he exhaled a puff of hot air, his smile blurred in the rising breath: "It's not easy to find you here, why are you so autistic?"

Behind the table, the slightly older, fat man sat under the spotlight, glanced at the visitors in front of him, and said unceremoniously: "What do you do?"

"Messenger, representative, or debt collector... whatever you like."

The cabin in the forest turned back and glanced at the cameras that had been locked on him since he entered the hall. As if he could see the faces staring at him from behind the screens, he suddenly smiled: "Don't talk about the Lin family and Canaan." Regarding the connection between us, I remember that my ninth brother has been hiding from the limelight with you for a long time, right?

It’s not like you don’t know who I am. "

The examiner's face was expressionless, as if he hadn't heard anything, and he just stretched out his hand: "Where is the certificate?"

Snapped.

A piece of iron was thrown on the table, looking like a machine part from somewhere.

Shaped like a dial.

As an exception hidden among countless borders, the existence of Canaan itself is a variable independent of the control of the Great Mystery, just like a satellite that can freely adjust its orbit.

The former Republic laid its foundations and gave it independent powers independent of the Astronomical Society in case of emergencies.

This is the legacy of the Green Day program of yesteryear.

It is the cantilever of the present situation and the fulcrum of the lever. Based on this, it is possible to pull the target hell out of the depths, capture it with the gravity of the present situation, and complete the transformation of the border.

Unfortunately, it never came into use until the end. By now, it has become a shadow of the current situation, a lawless place where even the governing bureau is helpless.

Even if it is Green Day, the review of outsiders is equally strict, and it is impossible to come and go freely.

What the cabin in the forest holds is the emblem given by Liu Dongli, which is a crucial certificate for entering Canaan.

Unfortunately, Liu Dongli no longer responds to external messages.

Since four days ago, when the War of All Realms came to an end, and he sent out the final alarm and the signal to start the operation, there has been no news.

The outside world has no way of knowing what happened in Canaan. The only thing that can be concluded is that Canaan today is no longer a good place for the messengers of the heavenly lineage.

But they must figure out what happened in Canaan.

As a poor tool man in the forest cabin, he could only grasp the hot potato that the teacher pushed him, and hurriedly set off on the road, trying hard to avoid the result of never returning.

His identity and Liu Dongli's emblem were nothing more than a test to ask for directions.

The key is, what kind of response will Green Day have today?

In the brief silence, the man in the forest held his chin and looked at the man behind the table, waiting for him to give in, or to simply throw the cup as a sign.

But in the silence, the reviewer lowered his eyes and looked at the emblem on the table. For a moment, he seemed to want to pick it up and examine it carefully, but as if he was afraid that the thing would be hot to his hands, he made no move after all.

He tilted his head slightly, as if listening to something.

After a long moment, he nodded slowly.

"Oh." The fat man said, "You go in."

"..."

The cabin in the forest was silent and motionless, looking at him with confusion: "Then what?"

"What then?"

The fat man asked impatiently: "Aren't you going to come to Canaan? You are here and you have the voucher. If you want to go in, then go in. What are you waiting for?"

Shall we wait for you to line up and then blow the trumpet to hold a welcome ceremony? "

"Of course."

The cabin in the forest nodded decisively: "It's best to find a few more little ghosts to sing songs and lay flowers.

You know who I am, you know where I come from. "

He shook his hand, slapped his Astronomical Society ID card on the table, looked straight at the fat man, and told him word for word: "I am here on behalf of the Kingdom of Heaven lineage, and I want to meet with your leader. I want to You’d better be more solemn and more solemn!”

"..."

The fat man's expression twitched for a moment, and he resisted the urge to glare and get angry. Veins bulged on his skin, and he squeezed out a voice from between his teeth: "The Commander-in-Chief does not see outsiders."

"But you must see me."

The cabin in the forest raised its head and told him as a matter of course: "He wants to see me, not because of who I am, but because of what I represent."

He turned back, looked at the indifferent cameras around him, and warned: "You must understand that I am not here to play games with you!"

"..."

It can be seen that the fat man works very hard.

He tried very hard to restrain his urge to lift the table and crush this foreign dog to death, or in other words, he tried hard to avoid the consequences of humiliating himself.

From the overlook of the cabin in the forest, he finally broke through. It's a pity that even if the defense is broken, the invisible chain is still tied around his neck and he dare not make any move.

"...just wait for the notification."

He reached out and took off the chain hanging on the entrance railing behind him, and gave a final warning: "Canaan is not the territory of you bunch of lackeys of the Astronomical Society. I advise you not to cause trouble."

"It's me who should say this."

The cabin in the forest sighed with regret, picked up his suitcase, and walked towards the entrance. When he finally passed by, he gently patted his shoulder and gave him considerate advice:

"I hope you won't do anything stupid."

With the clicking sound of teeth grinding together, he majestically stepped into the realm of Canaan.

Push the door open and go out.

What hit me was still a desolate and dilapidated atmosphere.

You can vaguely distinguish the bustling and noisy appearance of the past, but now there is no life. The streets are empty, and you can vaguely see the collapsed buildings in the distance.

Not even a bullet fired at himself.

Not far away, there was a young man squatting on the curb smoking, with a sad look on his face.

"Long time no see, Brother Ninth."

The hut in the forest walked to the side and smiled: "Why don't you even say hello?"

"Xiaojiu, you are rich."

The man known as Brother Ninth shook his head and put out his cigarette. "The big shots are being reasonable. They are too domineering. Brother Ninth, who is looking for a place to do hard work to make a living, how dare you speak."

"Wow, Brother Jiu, you are very prosperous as a middleman in the Gathering of All Evils. Whoever runs away doesn't know that Brother Bailu has great powers, so don't try to hurt me."

The cabin in the forest laughed: "Do you have time to have a drink together?"

"Okay, I'll definitely do it if I have the chance."

The white bird in the forest grinned, raised his chin and pointed at the car waiting for him not far away: "Someone is here to pick you up."

"So enthusiastic?"

"Yes, you feel right at home."

Bai Yu stood up and finally patted his shoulder: "My uncles have recently said that Xiaojiu is going to be successful. Don't forget to go home and visit when you have time during the New Year. The old and young at home are all looking forward to you."

However, when patting him on the shoulder, his index finger and little finger gently exerted force, bringing the greetings and reminders that the family members could do.

[The situation is not good, always be prepared to run away].

"It's easy to talk about."

The cabin in the forest watched the white bird leave, turned around, and walked towards the car.

A cheerful smile without any haze.

Like an enthusiastic tourist.

There was no communication, no threats or alarms.

The silent driver didn't even speak. He silently sent him to a hotel and left. Then someone who was obviously not a waiter took him to the room with a stern face.

Finally, I told him not to go out if he had nothing to do, and to call the front desk if he needed anything, he left.

After feeling the cold gazes from the corridors and various rooms, as well as the undisguised fierce auras of those guarding the surroundings, the forest hut lying on the sofa couldn't help but pinched his chin and fell into thinking.

"Does this count as being under house arrest?"

It doesn’t matter if there is no ferociousness and cruelty of the sword and ax meeting, but it can’t be nothing...

Don’t speak, don’t answer, ignore, don’t communicate.

What’s the point of having parties one after another without your cock?

Canaan’s native cold violence?

as well as……

What the hell is this?

He opened the curtains and looked down from the top.

There are countless densely packed and disorganized buildings, buildings that are so squeezed that no gaps can be seen, and even countless dark buildings that seem to stretch to the end of the sight.

And even more, there are all kinds of ruins.

Collapsed debris, cracked walls and building facades...

And, in the center of countless wreckage, there are several huge corpses pierced by giant tower-like bone spears, still emitting a steady stream of huge corpses deposited in the abyss...

The thick blood has turned into a dark lake, bubbling silently as if boiling.

That's what's left of the ruler...

Looking down from a high place, the tragic appearance of the heavy injuries that have not healed can't help but make people sigh. Thinking about Liu Dongli's last alarm, it is self-evident who caused it.

"Miss Gloria."

The cabin in the forest sighs with emotion, "After so many years, how does it feel to see your homeland so withered?"

No one responded.

The bloody disaster was silent.

"To be honest, I have an ominous premonition now."

The hut in the forest held the cigarette case in his hand, twirled his fingers, and continued to talk to himself: "Tell me, is my teacher's senior still alive now?"

Blood and Flood remains silent.

The cabin in the forest shook his head: "Don't be so autistic, eldest sister, after all, this is a big issue concerning our life and death."

"how?"

In the blood in his body, a cold voice sounded: "Are you afraid that your teacher will kill you?"

"Definitely not."

The hut in the forest lit up a cigarette and looked helpless: "For a teacher like that, even if we are late and Liu Dongli dies and he is so angry that he explodes, he will definitely not take it out on his students.

No matter how sad you are, you will pretend to be calm and tell me it's your fault, you've tried your best, so it doesn't matter-"

"Then what are you worried about?" Gloria asked.

"Of course I'm worried that my teacher will be hurt by these bastards."

The cabin in the forest flicked off the cigarette ashes, and his eyes gradually darkened: "So, let's do an analysis first - if Liu Dongli is dead, then the Green Sun guys, after they have a meeting to understand the specific situation, they will definitely be there in the end. When the madness drags us to worship the flag, we must start preparing to run away."

"What if he's not dead?"

"Ha, that would be even more exciting."

The cabin in the woods grinned: "For some people who can't wait, we deserve to die even more."

Snapped!

At that moment, there was a sound like a bubble bursting.

Outside the entire hotel, the fierce auras that silently guarded the place disappeared one by one, replaced by the chaotic footsteps, and the murderous intent became clearer and more violent.

Dozens of alchemical matrices were activated in an instant, covering the entire hotel, completely locking the inside and outside.

Immediately afterwards, the door burst open.

Among the scattered dust, faces with their intentions written on them emerged from the flickering lights.

"I have to say, this is the first good news I've gotten since coming to Canaan."

The cabin in the forest whistled happily and glanced at their appearance: "But..."

At that moment, the burned out cigarette popped out of his hand, dancing with sparks, flying towards the face rushing in front, and suddenly exploded in mid-air.

In the fleeting flames, the smile of the hut in the forest was already close at hand, causing the cold eyes to shrink suddenly, and what he felt was a sudden chill in his throat.

Then, the world spins!

Only the headless corpse was still standing there, and the flying blood fell, dyeing the warm smiling face with a wisp of scarlet.

So, look down with disdain.

"——There are just a few people, who are you looking down on?"

I haven't dared to go to the hospital recently, so I relived the soreness of the acute stage.

I don’t know how long I can survive...