Abyss Express

Chapter 412 EP.1 [Travelers · Traveler]

It was already an hour later when the soldiers of Guangling Zhixi found them.

It's not that the marching efficiency of these soldiers is low, but because compared with VIPs, these soldiers are unable to fight against the special environmental pressure. The closer they are to the TD unknown land, the slower and slower the search and rescue team walks.

Nearly half of the soldiers developed allergic reactions during the journey, and the Vita brand would break out if they went any further. According to the description of the accompanying surveyor, many comrades in arms were accompanied by strong discomfort when they approached the four kilometers of railway traffic around Howling Ridge.

They vomit, dizzy, auditory hallucinations, itchy skin, feel extreme cold or heat, take off their armor voluntarily, cannot control their emotions, and experience ecstasy, excitement or extreme sadness in a short period of time.

Every time he comes around TD, Igarashi Rongxi, the team leader, has to experience the spiritual pressure of his hometown.

The King Hunter is his elder, and Aunt Qianxia was already a great passenger when he was very young.

Igarashi's family is from Shinto City, which is very important to Rongxi——

——Because people don't know where they are going, but they can bravely take steps forward.

—But you have to know where you come from. Because history is materialistic, it exists objectively, it is the warm blood that flows in everyone's body, and it is an indelible mark on everyone.

The leader of the attacking group personally picked up the heroes of the Wumingshi, and did not speak all the way, which is the rule of the attacking team.

After the senior passengers completed the initial exploration, their mental power was more or less exhausted. If they did not take the initiative to speak, no one was allowed to ask them about the unknown land.

Like our usual mental activities, occasionally there will be the darkest moments of overwork. I don't even have the strength to speak, and when I hear a slightly louder voice, I feel my eyes swell and my heart and lungs tingle.

For VIPs, they are on the verge of life and death again and again, confronting unknown underground cities, fighting beasts or the brand of Vita. At the end of the journey, the physical damage may be healed with a panacea. If there is no magical item like [Guangling San·Guangling Zhixi] Xiaolongbao, it will take a long time to heal the sluggish spirit.

The train at the frontline base can go another 1,700 meters to the TD section—this is Xue Ming, Meteor, and the news brought back by Luo Pingan.

For the soldiers of Guangling Zhixi, there is only a safe range of 1,700 meters.

"It doesn't seem to make any sense." Marco, the correspondent, was a little depressed when he heard the news. This young soldier had higher expectations for his idol, and the crying general in his mind should be stronger.

Igarashi Rongxi is still doing command and dispatch work on the platform. The front-line stronghold must be pushed out following the 1,700 meters, otherwise it will not be called the "front line". The staff related to the elements need to set up temporary workstations and renovate the network base stations and water and electricity wiring within one kilometer.

Hearing Marco say this——

——Rongxi was a little angry, but the head of the regiment didn't get angry immediately. He finished all the work at hand, sent the three Anonymous soldiers to the return train, took the medical examination reports of the three VIPs from the train window, and told them The medical staff reconfirmed that there was no phenomenon of spiritual disaster overflowing, and cleaned up all the miscellaneous matters.

The head of Rongxi returned to the communication conference room and called everyone else out, leaving only Marco.

"Marco the correspondent!"

Brother Marko heard the group leader's serious voice, and immediately stood at attention and replied: "Here!"

Rongxi was expressionless, her tone was serious, her eyes were gentle, she didn't continue to speak, she waited quietly——

——In the dark cavity of the crypt, without any natural light source, the frontline stronghold seemed to be the only light.

The electric light illuminated the topographical map behind Rongxi, and the emblem on the wall belonging to the Knights of the Frost Moon.

It wasn't until Marco's nervousness disappeared with time that he finally relaxed. He didn't know what the leader would ask or say, but he was ready.

Rong Xi asked in English: "I just heard that you were secretly talking about Anonymous."

Marco: "No!"

Rongxi: "So did I hear wrong? Because of the spiritual pressure environment, auditory hallucinations appeared?"

Marco: "No"

Rongxi: "We don't understand the language? You and I are not of the same race, but come from different countries. Marco, do you speak Japanese?"

Marco: "A little bit"

Rongxi poured a pot full of black coffee for the correspondent, and said in Japanese: "I hate English, boy."

He handed the water bottle to the boy, asking him to hug him tightly, and patted the back of Marco's hand solemnly.

"One word root, one sentence pattern, has many meanings, so troublesome."

Marco replied in Japanese: "Sir, this is very convenient."

Rongxi shook her head, looking sullen with lowered eyebrows.

"It's inconvenient, and it's troublesome. It's like I asked you if you were secretly talking about Anonymous—you said no."

"So I asked if I was hallucinating."

"You said 'no' - if I didn't hear voices and you didn't talk about Anonymous, then why are your words inconsistent and ambiguous?"

Marco finally confessed in front of the head of the group, because the head of the group used a series of honorifics, his attitude was respectful, and he was eccentric.

"I just feel like"

"It doesn't seem right. Something's wrong"

"It's subtle, it's subtle"

Rongxi immediately lowered her face, "Oh, it's a very subtle meaning."

Marco smiled awkwardly: "It's just subtle."

Rong Xi beckoned: "Then please speak directly, if there is something wrong, maybe I can give you an answer."

Marco immediately became nervous: "Can this matter be put on the table? Will it affect morale?"

Rongxi put it succinctly: "The morale that can be shaken by a few words is not morale, but superstition."

Marco articulated his inner thoughts.

"Captain, I thought the result would be better."

"The people of Anonymous are invincible when they conquer the crazy butterflies. They can bring news of victory, and they are experts in dealing with tough bones, but this time"

Marco's voice is getting smaller and smaller, and finally it can hardly be heard.

"This time I can't even get a city back. To be honest, I'm a little disappointed."

"I'm about the same as the Weeping General."

Captain Rongxi interrupted: "The voice is too low. I can't hear clearly."

Marco immediately spoke loudly, and seemed to have become more courageous.

"I'm about the same age as the Crying General! He is my idol! Although this is the first time we meet, I have imagined countless times in my heart, fighting side by side with him."

"So I think it shouldn't be like this, at least it shouldn't be 1,700 meters"

"The wasteland brought back is only rocks. What's the point of walking 1,700 meters?"

"So I."

Rongxi interrupted: "Is that what you want to say?"

Marco nodded, not daring to speak.

Rongxi: "Why do you act like a guilty conscience?"

"Because... because I feel that I shouldn't say these words." Marco Laifu explained: "But I don't know how to deal with the emotions in my mind, and it won't disappear out of thin air. It's better to say it."

After explaining, Marco hurriedly asked.

"Head, what do you think? Are we going to stay here for a long time?"

"I admire the people of Anonymous very much, especially Crying General. He is the same age as me. Every time I think about this, there will be an inexplicable force from the bottom of my heart-since what he can do, I It should be possible.”

"But this time, it seems that the situation is different from what I expected."

"It turns out that they are not as powerful as I thought, not superheroes."

"I'm done. Leader"

"So, what do you think about this, Captain?"

Igarashi Rongxi hugged each other's arms, his face turned red visible to the naked eye, and his sharp and tough facial features were also crowded together.

"What do you think? Do you think the 1,700 meters is something worth mentioning? What do I think? From the perspective of business affairs or personal grievances? Which one do you want to listen to?"

Marco Laifu said: "Let's talk about personal matters first"

"Is there something wrong with your brain?" Igarashi Rongxi started cursing directly in Chinese, because Chinese is really convenient for scolding people: "You are such a stinky idiot. How long have you been in the attack group? You still have this virtue! I don't like it. If you stay here, you can go to the Nine Realms and let the BOSS perform a craniotomy on you to see how many catties of shit you put in your Tianling Gai. Didn’t your mother consider waste sorting, environmental protection and energy saving when she gave birth to you? Otherwise, how could you be such a waste? Did they choose the difficult gymnastics movement of Thomas full rotation when they applauded for love? Otherwise, how could they shake the brain of your fertilized egg?"

"Don't scold, don't scold the leader!" Marco repeatedly begged for mercy: "Don't scold, it's too cruel."

"You eat beef and drink coffee in the front-line stronghold, and maintain the best fighting condition." Igarashi Rongxi pointed to the door, his eyes almost popping out: "VIP went to Shendao City to eat canned dry food and fight the enemy with their lives -"

"——they finally came back alive, but you bastard is going to be chirping."

"Oh!~ Leader!~"

Rongxi squeezed her throat and winked.

"I'm really disappointed. We only walked 1,700 meters this time. Crying General and I are the same age, he is my idol! ~How can he let me down!~I'm hurt!~"

Marco felt so ashamed that his toes were digging mud on the floor.

Rongxi patted Marco's face lightly——

"—You make me feel ashamed, correspondent, I am very disappointed in myself. You are so weak and childish even though you are the soldier I brought out. This is the private matter I want to talk to you, do you want to listen to the official business? "

Marco pursed his lips and nodded.

Rongxi: "Have you read all the information that Anonymous got this time, the diary that he brought back, and the audio and video materials?"

Marko: "There are some materials that are classified as confidential documents above level β. I can only get a general idea, but I know the ins and outs of the matter."

Rongxi: "That's how Foehn died."

Marco didn't quite understand what the leader meant.

"What's the meaning?"

Rongxi patiently explained word by word——

"I said, the Foehn Squad and their leader died because of your inner weakness."

"Boss told us two things over and over again."

"One thing is a pity - there is no God."

"One thing is terrible—there are devils in the world."

"Just now, you were controlled by the devil. It wove beautiful illusions to deceive you, making you think that everything can be handled by Anonymous, so Anonymous turned into a devil—devils are very charming of."

"But when the illusion is shattered, you still want to attack your comrades and blame the VIP who spent his life to find the way for you. What absurd thing this is."

"There are many such horror stories in modern society. Children have to blame their parents who are the best in their lives, but they can open their hearts to strangers. Parents don't listen to their children, and they have to hand over all their property to health care and pharmaceutical companies. —I'm afraid they are all bewitched by the devil."

"That's why I said, Foehn probably died like this."

Rongxi speaks earnestly, with rough palms pinching Marco's chin, and holding the kid's face tightly.

"Your body can be weak, but your mind cannot slip"

"This is your most important thing, Marco—"

"——Boss is right, this is our most important thing."

"Shinto City can make Homo sapiens, but it cannot make minds and souls."

"Because the thought is invulnerable and the soul is indestructible, so don't forget it, even if you can't see it or feel it."

"It's been making you all the time. It's become hideous, so you're hideous. It's become fearless and brave, so you can be fearless and brave."

The return train was heading towards the Nine Realms, Xue Ming and Meteor were lying on the sides of the carriage, one on the left and one on the right. Turning over, you can see the scenery outside the car window.

The closer one gets to the Nine Realms Station, the more lights are on the fields near the railway.

What started out as scattered tents turned into a small settlement of hundreds of people.

Ah Xing didn't understand, so he asked Brother Ming.

"When I set off, it didn't seem so lively. Where did all these travelers come from?"

Jiang Xueming replied: "Some are scavengers, and the other are mine owners who come to fish for gold with scavengers."

Ah Xing: "Why didn't they come before?"

Jiang Xueming: "For ordinary people, the unknown land is a dangerous place full of dangers. It is the BOSS who received our news and turned the news into news - people from other sites will take the initiative to go to this deserted old site to find wealth. .”

Bu Meteor: "That's great"

Jiang Xueming: "How did you gain from this trip?"

Bu Meteor: "The fight was fun, but my mind was in a daze, like going to a haunted house in an amusement park. I didn't understand anything, so I was sent out by the staff."

Jiang Xueming: "I feel the same way."

Bu Meteor: "Brother Ming, can we go through Shinto City?"

Jiang Xueming: "This is 378,000 square kilometers. Brother Pingan said that there are more than 300 cities and counties in Shendao City. This place cannot be explored in a few months or a few years. At least not now. "

Bu Meteor: "Emotions are still a resident book, BOSS will be very happy, right?"

Jiang Xueming: "Very happy?"

Bu Meteor: "That's right, there are new passengers coming. They want to break out of their cocoons and become butterflies. Perhaps Shendao City is a good choice."

Jiang Xueming pondered this sentence carefully——

——The Crazy Butterfly Sect is almost becoming a protected animal. It is really not a simple and easy thing to let the passengers in the eclosion period obtain the super power of soul power. Different from other primitive and wild unknown lands, such a highly civilized city like Shinto City has a modern industrial foundation, and there are sufficient electrolyte energy in the city as a supplement. It is indeed a very good training room for BOSS.

According to the psychic population based on the properties of pyroxene, there are the most redstone people in the underground world. These cheerful, brave and enthusiastic Tiehanhans went to Shinto City, even if the bear children entered the cyber theme amusement park, they would definitely be able to learn something. reward.

"Sometimes I can't follow your train of thought." Jiang Xueming smiled and said, "It's a genius idea."

"Of course! I'm a genius!" Bu Liuxing put his head in his hands and looked out the window, and asked again: "Brother Ming, I saw Guangling Zhixi's armed train driving to the front line. Isn't the Shuangyue regiment enough?"

Jiang Xueming: "Engineers can do some infrastructure construction, but for geology and transportation, we have to ask other helpers to do it."

Bu Meteor: "Are they going to stay on the front line for a long time?"

Land-related projects can range from a few years to more than ten years. For example, the construction of an underground railway may last for decades. Many railway personnel work on a line for a lifetime.

Jiang Xueming: "Yes."

Bu Liuxing: "I really admire them. They are very powerful heroes who can stick to one place for so many years."

"It's all the same." Jiang Xueming replied matter-of-factly: "In their eyes, we travelers who go to unknown lands, and VIPs running around in the underground world—we are all daring guys."

"Hahahahahahaha" Meteor laughed happily, this laughter can dispel all the haze.

After a while, Meteor asked another question.

"Brother Ming, the boss seems to have asked you many, many times. It wants to hold a blood donation ceremony for you, wants you to become stronger, and wants you to live longer—why did you refuse?"

When Kitty first talked about this with Jiang Xueming, he wanted Xueming to fulfill the purpose of extending his life by working as a part-time Qingjin Guard. In the eyes of Aohan Mingde, the shelf life of Jiang Xueming's card was too short. Need a little help.

But Xueming did not agree——

——The reason is also very simple. If he can live to be two or three hundred years old, what about his wife and children? Friends of wives, friends of children?

These families will become new crazy butterflies, the white stone should be white, and the corundum should be transparent without any impurities.

But the little cat didn't give up. It used various methods of sneak attacks, and it was like a member of NetEase Cloud Music. It wanted to continue Jiang Xueming. This part is another story.

Regarding Meteor's question, Jiang Xueming answered dumbfounded.

"If I keep living, how will you let my children live?"

Bu Meteor said in horror.

"That's right! If little brother Zhengyang lives in the shadow of your father all his life, I think this kid's mind will definitely go wrong!"

Jiang Xueming: "Isn't there something wrong with you arranging me as a father in front of me?"

Bu Meteor discussed: "Then next time I will arrange you secretly? Be more restrained?"

"I still don't want it anymore." Jiang Xueming laughed loudly, "Please forgive me."

Bu Meteor laughed so hard that the strained dark wound on his right arm began to sting.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

Jiang Xueming laughed along with her, feeling that the leisure time on the train was so wonderful.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

Bu Liuxing smiled, and slowly became depressed again.

So Jiang Xueming asked: "Let me guess, you must have thought of the hot wind."

"Yes" Bu Liuxing is not surprised, Brother Ming has always understood him, except for Teacher Sansan, Brother Ming is almost the person who understands him best: "Maybe I was fascinated by ghosts——"

"——I was wondering if it was a long time ago that Refeng and his friends were so happy."

"They can fight and bleed, and lie in a train carriage when they are injured, chatting nonsense, talking about their wives and children."

"There is no complicated life, no unclear philosophy."

"I obviously don't know them, and I obviously didn't really live in that era. It seems that these ghosts are attached to me and let me go back to the past."

Jiang Xueming stretched out his hand: "Hold my hand tightly, brother. Don't think so much, we still have a lot of time to be ourselves."

"That's right! There's also FE204863! This guy is much more interesting than you! I'll tell you about it later!" Meteor stretched out his hand, trying to hold Brother Ming.

At this time, Xue Ming took the initiative to withdraw his arm, and withdrew the testimony of friendship——

——Because the belated 3301 arrived just in time with a fruit plate, just like an old-fashioned stalker who won't get tired of playing it ten thousand times.

The half-wolf girl was pointing, her mouth was tilted to one side and she was smiling weirdly, but she was cursing.

"Wife man! Married man! Tut tut tut tut tut tut!"

But in the next second, she was pierced by a joke and became stupid.

Because Meteor raised his arms, clenched his fists and said to his lover.

"That's right! I'm going to be a married man too!"