Demon Change the Earth

Yang Lan rode a horse in the morning.

It's ironic, isn't it?

With such a large base, it is impossible to find a car that can still drive, let alone other modern equipment that is more delicate and convenient.

The direction is not to go to Beijing, nor to any city, but to a transit point with bleak spirituality.

Fortunately, this horse was awakened, naturally it was extremely handsome, and it was as fast as a cheetah running at full speed, not much slower than a special car.

But the taste was too far off. After a short time, Yang Lan was dizzy and dizzy, and the inner thighs were hot and painful.

The commissioner urged him in a hurry. From morning until noon, he stopped by a deserted river and took a short rest.

"Why not go to Landu?"

Yang Lan looked at the route signs on the map and asked in confusion.

The commissioner smiled bitterly: "The cities in the southwest are not insured, and there are certain hidden dangers in transportation. You are the hope now, and the superiors require us to be safe, so you can only go here first."

"Why, there have been many accidents recently?"

The commissioner hesitated and said, "There are many accidents in air crashes and train derailments, most of which are accidents on the expressway... So, this is the only way to do it!"

Yang Lan didn't expect the situation to be so serious.

The cursed flower of metal now has a scientific name called "Unidentified Metal Spiritualization Corrosion Reaction". It has everything in private. Some people call it "Fire of Destruction" and some call it "Silver Poppy." , And what kind of golden rose, silver rose and so on.

But just the flower of curse cannot reach this level. The deeper reason is the large-scale explosion of spirituality, which caused the proliferation and prosperity of animals and plants.

This time it was no longer limited to a specific location or acceptable level, but could only be described as a monster.

Overnight, the destroyed vegetation will re-grow, and the growth process will be accelerated several times or even ten times faster, losing common sense, and it depends entirely on the concentration of spirituality.

Yang Lan's blocking agent gave hope to the highest level. If it hadn't been too "dangerous" where she was, the special plane would have arrived long ago.

After a short break at noon, he hurried with all his strength within an hour.

After an afternoon of Mercedes-Benz, finally far away from the mountains and primitive wasteland, what is in front of you is the unrecognizable farmland.

Yang Lan got down from the flattery with a heavy face, pointed to the crops in the farmland and asked, "What is this?"

The commissioner said with a complicated face, "Sorghum!"

Sorghum! ?

Yang Lan raised his head, looked at the sorghums that were as thick and tall as small trees, and asked, "Is food production threatened?"

"On the contrary!" said the professional, "in the future we will have grains of wheat and rice as big as winter jujube, and the yield will increase more than ten times. It is not a dream but now."

"No side effects? How does it taste?"

"The taste is very good, I have eaten it, as for the side effects...have not been detected yet, just waiting for you."

Yang Lan nodded and re-mounted.

Going forward, you will come into contact with all kinds of crops that have changed greatly. There is no intensive cultivation in the fields. Weeds are inexhaustible. Farmers have given up their efforts. There are countless small animals living and multiplying in them, and the roads are barren. It looks like the water conservancy facilities are covered with green clothes, and the houses seen along the way are full of original ecological wildness.

Pastoral poetry!

How many people yearn for, how many literati and inkmen sing praises?

Now it is here, at this speed, on this scale, in this form that cannot be rejected or resisted.

Many people are worried about this, and they think it is the end of the world.

Further ahead, there are towns, provincial highways, national highways, and highways.

The proud infrastructure is facing a huge blow, even if there is no flower of curse, the seam of life and greenery will make hidden dangers all over the country, and there is almost no place to escape.

Two days later, the transfer location finally arrived.

A piece of once Gobi Desert.

Even so, the well-known saline-alkali land and the barren soil with severe desertification have also returned to the phenomenon, but relatively speaking, it is still normal here.

"Spirituality is very thin!"

Yang Lan said thoughtfully.

A large-scale base is being built here, with bright lights everywhere, giant machinery coming and going busy on the paved track, and large-scale factories and equipment are quietly closing.

"Now two places have the most spirituality, one is the primitive jungle like the Great Southwest, and the other is a large city where people gather."

"Both are the same." Yang Lan sat in the helicopter and looked at the ground below. "Both are life, the prosperity and gathering of species."

"How do people mix with animals and plants?"

"Is there a difference? For some great being?"

The people in the helicopter stopped talking for a while.

Yang Lan also closed his eyes and began to rest exhaustedly.

The helicopter then landed at another airport on the Gobi Desert.

The same looks like a big construction project.

Yang Lan was thoughtful, thinking, this is just in case preparations.

A small passenger plane is already waiting on the runway.

In this way, after nearly four days, Yang Lan returned to Shangjing, where he could return in ten hours.

The international airport in Beijing is still operating barely.

Yang Lan saw that a large number of sequencers made further efforts for the normal operation of this place.

Metal!

If he doesn't make a move, he will strike at the most critical and broadest basic material as soon as he makes a move.

It directly shook the foundation of the modern civilization building.

Can you solve it by yourself?

Will it go against his will?

Will it offend him?

But this is my own opportunity.

Play and digest!

I believe that any spiritual researcher will never give up~www.ltnovel.com~ Besides that, how can one use common sense to infer that kind of existence?

It was late at night to return to the Institute of Spirituality.

A large number of institutions, officials, and scientists haunt here.

The Mage Tower can only be opened by her alone, and only she can operate the most cutting-edge research facilities.

Only when she comes back can the institute run at full capacity.

There was no time to say anything, and soon the mage tower was crowded with people.

A screen similar to an electronic map appeared on the wall behind Yang Lan. The person below reported a coordinate, and she made a mark on it.

Soon, a nationwide dynamic map of spiritual distribution appeared.

It can be clearly seen from the above that the original desert has become the only reliable and stable location.

"People and everything are the same to him, and they all contribute to the gathering of spirituality. The initial solution is to implement the new and the old cities like Jiangcheng, so that spirituality gathers twice and separates the normal functional parts of the city. ", Yang Lan took the pointer and said confidently, "Blocking agents are possible, but due to cost and large-scale manufacturing issues, only limited and critical facilities can be protected in the future.

"In other words, you guys--can't go back, it's impossible, this is my judgment."