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The first thousand one hundred and forty-five chapters struggle(1/2)

When the stars in the distance rise, the place is dull and dull.

The deepest part of the ancestral courtyard.

There was only a lonely lamp slowly moving forward on the narrow road. Yegor followed behind, sweating profusely.

“How far is it?”

"It's almost done." The dean walking in front was light and his voice was fluctuating.

"You said that two hours ago. Before I entered the door, you seemed to say that to me."

"If you tell the truth, you may find it troublesome and won't come."

The dean answered 000 without looking back: "Based on my understanding of you, I need to increase some sunk costs for you to increase your initiative..."

While gasping, Yegor was stunned: "Then I really thank you!"

"But don't worry, but now it's really fast."

The dean added: "Just ahead."

"I hope so."

Yegor shook his head, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and wanted to kick off his leather shoes. Walking barefoot was more comfortable than this thing.

If he had known it would be so troublesome, he would have changed into looser clothes.

But if he had known that it was so troublesome, he wouldn't have come even if he had beaten to death.

"I said, don't you have any means of transportation here? Even if you can't drive a car on the cliff, you can do it, right?"

"In the blockade, some laws may sometimes be abnormal, if you don't want to drive into an invisible meat grinder in a helicopter..."

The dean asked considerately: "As far as I know, you don't have a backup, right?"

"...In fact, no normal people have that thing!"

"Is that so, so sorry, haha."

The mysterious figure shrouded in the chemical defense suit tried hard to show his sense of humor that was close to nothing.

Yegor was frightened, afraid that this guy would stop and suddenly say that walking was too boring, so I'll tell you a joke!

It’s different to say whether you can smile or not.

But his tortured nerves could not stand such an outrageous scene.

In this way, in the hurricane that was rushing towards them, they marched on the narrow cliff road, ignoring the deep darkness under their feet, and the faint strange echoes in the darkness.

Until the end, the figure in front of him stopped.

“We’re here.”

The dean suddenly said.

"Where?" Yegore looked around in a daze and saw the dean who was climbing up the rock reaching out to him and pulling him onto the rock.

Finally, I saw the light rising under the cliff.

Just between the narrow world under this rock formation, in the deepest darkness, a wild wind blew under the cliff.

In the deep cracks of the earth, faint lights emerged, winding like a river, extending to the end of his sight. The strange colors, which resembled the polar neon lights, made Yegor stunned.

It seemed as if the whole world had the deepest wounds in front of him.

Tragic and spectacular.

It's different from all the records and even photos I've seen before.

This is the shock and tremor that can be felt when witnessed by the naked eye, and even... fear.

This is the crack in the present situation.

Beneath the suture traces of the extinction courtyard, the scars left by this world itself.

"Wow……"

Yegor subconsciously sighed, "Uh, I mean...oh, it's really, that...it's very...big..."

No matter how much higher education you have received and how profound your achievements in rhetoric, once you face such a vast scene, your lively words will be shocked by reality, right?

Apart from being big, he really has no other adjectives.

"Yes, it's really big."

The dean nodded calmly: "We are still far away from this branch now. If we need to get closer, we will have to walk for a long time... But there is already an erosion area. If we don't have protective gear, it is no longer a field for humans to survive.

Hundreds of years ago, the Astronomical Society completely killed Gaia there, and seventy years ago, the fallen kingdom of heaven also fell into the core of the present situation…”

boom!

With his words, the earth in the distance roared, as if mountains were collapsed.

A hurricane blows.

"What's going on?" Yegor leaned his head blankly.

"Probably, it's growing?"

The dean replied: "Compared with four years ago, the scene here is different. When we visited the field last time, it was an inconspicuous branch, and now it is almost the same size as the main crack...

There are more than six cracks like this.

The hospital spends more than 20% of its resources every year to curb its expansion, but it has little effect."

The dean said: "You should have read our report, but the report is just a text after all. This is what I am bringing you here."

“…”

After a brief silence, Yegor sighed: "No one will deny the role of the House of Existence, Mr. President. Regarding the creation plan, we have also advanced to the end.

Will it help here at that time?"

“Maybe, but it cannot cure the root cause.

Reshaping cannot solve all problems. Mr. Yegor, miracles are heavy, but the present situation is getting heavier and heavier. These cracks are unbearable evidence.

At best, the fall of the kingdom of heaven can only be called a cause. No matter how many times it is born and dies, if it cannot make up for the strength of the house skeleton, it can only passively delay its birth time."

The dean replied calmly: "Now, the consequences of the imbalance between the three pillars have begun to be reflected in the outer layer of the present situation, and the internal pressure is probably even more astonishing.

If Gaia fragments were not repaired, even if there was a creation plan, such hidden dangers would not be eradicated."

"After all, it's still the essence of heaven?"

Yegor sighed in pain.

Killing Gaia back then left scars on this land that could never heal.

Later, the fall of the Kingdom of Heaven inserted an unpulled sharp blade into the scar... Until now, the situation was just blood loss, which made countless people wake up from their dreams.

Needless to mention the Insurance Court, the governing bureau alone will be overwhelmed.

The completeness of the three pillars, the maintenance of the great secret instruments, the safety of the present situation, the rise of distortion, the unfolding of the wars in all realms, the responsibilities and division of labor of major genealogies...

Countless work, every job is important enough, and every job will be killed if it is screwed up.

The people below may curse themselves under the pressure of uninterrupted overtime and increasingly heavy work, but the people above are also trembling and walking on thin ice.

Whenever there is an immediate situation... every order and every decision is issued, behind it is countless considerations and calculations.

“We need time, more time.”

Yegor rubbed his nose and sighed: "And, we need victory, Mr. Dean, even if it is a victory by any means..."

“There will be victory.”

The dean replied calmly, looking back from the darkness and looking at the void behind him.

"If everything goes well..."

In the direction pointed by the eyes, outside the distant and distant border.

In the dark hell.

In the fragments, stars spread out in the sky.

The night sky is illuminated by brilliant light.

At the moment of witnessing this scene, all hells roared, spewing out a huge amount of poisonous flow and pollution. Thousands of blood light rose from the darkness and extended towards the unfolding stars!

Now that things have come, who doesn’t understand what the current situation is?

Now, the entire Gaia fragment seems to have left the server after the current situation. These guys are going to ROOT the entire system again in the fragments.

Once Zarathustra is fully unfolded, everything will be bound by the rules of the present situation.

When Huai Shi held the administrator account in her hand, everything that did not belong to this system was viruses, worms and bugs, and they would only be blocked and suffocated little by little, and finally, under various suppression, they were completely deported.

No one can let the present situation put this carefully created noose to death on his neck...

At this moment, under the giant pillar of the Storm Totem, the dwarf king Frost Moon Birthman threw down the wine glass in his hand expressionlessly, reached out, and took an ancient horn from the priest's hand.

It aimed at the sky and blew with a loud bang.
To be continued...
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