The area of these squares is very large, with an average length of 500 meters. At this moment, at the edge of a square area, two night watchmen are standing opposite each other, pressing their hands on the ground, and the rock-hard ground quickly melts and turns into a rolling liquid.
, like a square muddy swimming pool.
A helicopter suspended a silver metal block and slowly sank it into the mud until it was completely submerged. Then the two night watchmen took action again to solidify the melted ground into a solid state. From the appearance, it was no different from before.
.
After Guan passed through these square areas and came to the city wall, at the top of a giant tower made of countless silver metal blocks, a figure wearing a crimson cloak was carving patterns on the surface of the metal blocks alone.
Using a straight knife as a pen and metal as paper, he is like an artist immersed in his own world. With astonishing speed and accuracy, he carves complex and magnificent lines on the surface of the metal block, making people's scalp numb just by looking at it...
…
As he put down the last stroke, he waved to the helicopter in the sky. The height of the helicopter suddenly rose, and the engraved metal block was transported to the Prajna Pass next door through a rope.
"It's time for you to take a rest." Until then, Guan Zai, who had been watching from the sidelines, couldn't help but say,
"If you continue like this, your divine power will dry up."
"No." Lin Qiye calmly raised the knife and continued to outline the next piece of metal, "The people of Daxia are getting stronger and stronger in their faith, and my divine power is almost endless... Even if I don't use it to carve the forbidden spell array,
waste."
"Even if the divine power is endless, your spirit will be exhausted... There are still seventy hours before the general attack of the defeat system. We still have enough time, there is no need to work so hard."
"The sooner it is completed, the sooner the border will be stabilized." Lin Qiye raised his head, glanced at Guan Zai standing aside, and said slowly,
"Don't worry, I can still withstand it... The lives of more than a billion people in Daxia are at stake. If these three passes are not completed, I have no intention of resting."
Guan Zai still wanted to persuade him, but seeing Lin Qiye starting to carve forbidden spells again, he still shook his head helplessly and walked towards the headquarters.
Lin Qiye didn't notice Guan Zai's departure at all. At this moment, his mind was completely focused on the complex patterns under him. His straight knife scratched the surface of the metal block bit by bit, and the glimmer of divine power poured into it.
A top-level forbidden spell is gradually taking shape...
Suddenly, Lin Qiye's figure shook slightly, and the divine power flowing on the metal block disappeared out of thin air.
He frowned, barely supporting his body with the straight knife, and big beads of sweat overflowed from his forehead. The scene in front of him was dazed for a moment, and then slowly returned to normal...
He took a deep breath, wiped the sweat from his cheeks, and continued to finish drawing the forbidden spell with concentration. He waved his hand to the sky, and the metal block quickly rose and disappeared into the sky...
"How many pieces are left?" He turned to ask the night watchman who was counting.
The night watchman flipped through the form a few times and then spoke hesitantly,
"And... nine hundred and thirty-two yuan."
Lin Qiye did not speak. After a moment of silence, he raised the straight knife again and carved into the metal block under him...
…
Cangnan City, shelter.
Zhao Zhengbin was sitting in the lobby, flicking the screen of his mobile phone casually. The large screen in the center of the lobby played all the comedy movies in the past thirty years in a loop, causing other onlookers to burst into laughter from time to time.
Zhao Zhengbin has no interest in comedy movies, but since the battle at Shenlongguan ended two days ago, the Pioneer live broadcast room has basically not broadcast live. Teams 1 and 2 have returned to their respective shelters, and Team 3 has also been in Shenlongguan.
I've basically played everything that can be played, but there really isn't anything new to watch.
And most of the people in the hall, like Zhao Zhengbin, don't watch the movie on the screen at all, but just keep their heads down and browse their phones... The reason why they are still here is just because they don't want to miss the latest information from the outside world.
Although the live broadcast is temporarily unavailable, what if? What if a new live broadcast pops up?
Zhao Zhengbin glanced at the hot searches on various platforms. The hot topics have gradually changed from the battle two days ago to how to better improve life in the shelter... Although there are still endless revelations about the Night Watchmen, everyone has
His attention shifted to his own life. After all, eating enough and drinking enough is king.
Zhao Zhengbin turned off his mobile phone, lay on the cold ground, looked up at the white ceiling, and sighed...
I don’t know what the night watchman is doing outside at this time.
Is there a new battle?
Was it a win or a loss?
Just as he was thinking wildly, a voice came from above his head:
"Please don't lie on the pedestrian walkway, you will affect other people's walking."
"Oh, sorry, sorry..."
Zhao Zhengbin came to his senses and immediately sat up from the ground. The person speaking was a young man of about the same age as him. He looked a little haggard. He was wearing work clothes and red cuffs around his waist. He looked like an aunt who manages a community.
Strange... isn't it always the military that maintains order in this shelter?
Where did this young man with the red sleeve band come from?
Just when Zhao Zhengbin was confused, a voice called out to the young man. He turned around and saw a figure wearing casual clothes and a peaked cap waving to him in the crowd.
The young man's eyes lit up and he quickly walked there, and the two started talking from a distance.
Under the cover of the peaked cap, only half of the man's face was exposed. Zhao Zhengbin stared at him for a while, always feeling that he looked familiar...
Then, he seemed to remember something, and shock appeared in his eyes.
The person he recruited had just met two days ago. He was one of the night watchmen who rescued them from the "mysterious" hands when they were evacuating to the shelter!
The one wearing the red sleeve band is also the night watchman?
In the crowd, no one seemed to notice the existence of the two people in the corner. Zhao Zhengbin couldn't restrain his curiosity and walked in that direction. But as soon as he took a few steps, the night watchman said goodbye to the young man, turned around and disappeared into the crowd.
middle.
Just as the figure wearing the red sleeve band was about to leave, Zhao Zhengbin immediately stepped forward and grabbed the corner of his clothes.
The young man raised his eyebrows, looked back doubtfully, and looked at him.
"What? I asked you to sit up just now, don't you accept it?"
"..." Zhao Zhengbin directly skipped this topic and asked straightforwardly,