Chapter 1184: "Changes" In Xizhou

In response to his words, Mercury Memorial Meta did not answer, but continued to observe the line of cause and effect with a frown.

"Little Sword Spirit, come out and help, something big has happened!"

Lin Lan saw this and quickly summoned the little sword spirit.

But the little black-haired Sword Spirit Lolita who appeared at this time looked sleepy, as if she had been interrupted from a good dream and complained in a daze:

"Hey, I finally fell asleep...what could be the big deal?"

"The real evil from outside the territory is coming!"

"ah???"

Under his urging and simple explanation, the little sword spirit was instantly startled, and his eyes became clear. He also joined him in the process of checking the causal line.

But ten minutes later, as Lin Lan's mental power was about to be consumed by more than half due to the power of transformation, the three of them still found nothing unusual.

"No, no."

The little sword spirit, which was obviously incorporeal, rubbed its dry eyes and said to Lin Lan seriously:

“The efficiency of this Natlan goddess’s artifact in collecting cause and effect is too low, and there is no way to check the cause and effect of all Natland creatures.

"Although there are many lines of cause and effect, they actually only account for less than one-tenth of the entire Natlan Heavenly Way!"

Hearing what the little sword spirit said, Lin Lan did not hesitate and took out the Karma Destruction Fishing Tackle.

"This won't work either! This is a weapon that uses cause and effect to attack. It's not the same type of artifact at all!"

Little Sword Spirit finished speaking angrily, but Mercury Memorial Meta sighed, as if making a judgment, raised his head and said to Lin Lan and Little Sword Spirit:

"It's probably some kind of Category V threat pollution source that imitates X.

"Yes, if mimics really appeared, this world would have been annihilated long ago."

Lin Lan finally breathed a sigh of relief after hearing what Mercury Memorial Meta said.

There are many types of Category V threat pollution sources, and indeed some Category V threat pollution sources can imitate the smell of X.

Just like the invisible breath fused with his soul, he can easily imitate the appearance of X Mimics and Mimic Beasts using black airflow.

But there is no doubt that this is an extremely dangerous act of committing suicide.

Because both mimics and mimic beasts represent the X will of an absolutely higher dimension.

Category V threat pollution sources can imitate the breath of X, but once the appearance and data of these indescribable things are also simulated, they will become the real X.

In the story of the whaling event with Miss D, he and a group of Iris ship girls, Kimberly meta, and Wichita meta were sent into the virtual space of the original world.

It was obviously a fictional battlefield in the original world, but the endless X's simulated by the data turned into real X's.

Just like Miss D explained X’s words to him at that time:

"X is X, there is no real X or fake X! The moment it appears, everything is over!"

Because of this, X's aura can be faked, but the existence of X itself cannot be recorded in any form.

"What are you doing? It turned out to be a false alarm. I'm exhausted!

"I know you can see me. You'd better see clearly next time. It's very tiring to help him convert the ultimate power!"

Compared with his relief, the little sword spirit angrily protested to the Mercury Memorial meta who had a smile on his face again.

"Okay, okay~ I haven't seen you for a while, haven't I missed you a little?"

"It's weird if I believe you!"

As the tired little sword spirit dissipated and returned to the core of the weapon, Lin Lan also smiled at the Mercury Memorial meta:

"The misunderstanding is resolved, you scared me and Ying Rui with your stern face just now."

"This is a super big deal, so of course we have to take it seriously."

Regarding his complaints, Mercury Memorial Meta naturally retorted with reason.

Before he and the mercury commemorative meta could chat while standing by the lake as the sky was getting late, the smell of barbecue wafting from afar successfully attracted the full attention of both him and the meta.

"That's it for now, let's eat first."

As their stomachs growled, Lin Lan and Mercury smiled at each other and reached a consensus.

——

In the cold northern state of Natland, even in late spring, there is still heavy snowfall.

There is heavy snow falling and the sky has completely darkened in the woods and fields in the southwest of Beizhou.

A convoy of more than ten trucks, with high headlights on and filled with various processed and shelf-stable foods, was moving slowly along the road, following the snowplows, under the protection of the Extremes in the Sky.

The hammer and sickle logo is prominently printed on every military truck, like a torch lighting up the night.

"Comrades, hurry up, we can pass through this forest in no time!

"In half an hour at most, this batch of processed food will be sent to Xizhou on the other side of the Duanzhou River, and we can return!"

Through the radio equipment, the mortal motorcade captain, wearing a green coat and coat, said excitedly to the drivers in each car.

Upon learning that Western Province was suffering from famine, the Northern State Soviet Committee almost immediately decided to provide assistance.

Repair roads, mobilize food, and contact the Xizhou Spark Column...

With the concerted efforts of Beizhou comrades, all this was accomplished in an unimaginably short time.

There are even sect monks located around the Duanzhou River who have arrived at the Duanzhou River in advance, planning to transport food and supplies across the river with the demon clan before the bridge across the river is built.

As the first batch of material transport teams, they have been setting off from the county town near Duanzhou River for several days.

The county town they set off from is a transit station, and more material transport teams and sect extremes from all over the North State are gathering.

"Comrade Captain of Xizhou... I heard from the teacher at the night school that there are endless deserts everywhere, and the sun is so hot that it can kill people.

"But we are about to reach Duanzhou River, and it is still snowing so heavily outside. Isn't this too strange?"

A young driver asked curiously on the radio channel.

There is only a river between them, but the climate of the two states is very different.

Not only this driver was puzzled, but other drivers also joined the topic while driving at low speed.

"I heard that comrades in Xizhou said that they were indoctrinated since childhood that the Xizhou Desert is the incarnation of the Desert Witch God, and many elderly people in their families still believe this. "

"What? What Desert Witch God? Has the Desert Witch God ever appeared? Feudal superstition is not advisable! "

"Come to think of it, I never thought I would come to Xizhou again in my life. Is the desert in Xizhou really as endless as the photos shown in class?"

...

The team leader did not interrupt the drivers' enthusiastic discussion.

After all, even though he was over 40 years old, it was the first time for him to leave the county town where he had lived since childhood.

This was all thanks to the industrialization reform brought by the Soviet Union, which gave a small mortal like him the opportunity to drive a vehicle and travel thousands of miles a day, allowing a mortal like him to live with dignity.

Thinking of this, he looked at the road ahead more seriously and vowed that nothing would go wrong.

The snow gradually subsided, and the trees on both sides began to become sparse.

From time to time, road repair comrades wearing cotton coats on both sides of the road waved to them, indicating that the road leading directly to Duanzhou River had reached the end.

Ahead was a flat plain. Riverbank.

As the snowplows took the initiative to make way, the truck convoy finally drove out of the forest and began to speed up.

Along the way, the drivers were enthusiastically discussing whether to take off their clothes and whether the desert would spread to the Duanzhou River.

But as the drivers of the convoy and the escorting Beizhou extremers gradually saw the Duanzhou River and the vaguely visible scenery on the other side of the river, the voices in the radio channel became quiet unconsciously.

Even when the convoy stopped without the captain's order, no one questioned it.

In front of them, there were many Beizhou extremers who had been waiting by the river and looked at them with bitter smiles.

"Comrade Captain, are we on the right road?

"Is the other side of the river... really Xizhou?"

Finally, a driver was the first to recover from the deep shock and asked tremblingly on the radio channel.

And the root of all this was the land of Xizhou.

In their impression, the scorching land that should have been covered by the vast desert for thousands of years...

Under the light, it was covered with green shade, flowers, and fruit trees.

It was like a paradise on earth that did not belong to this world!