[Actually, there is no road on earth. When more people walk on it, it becomes a road.]
[——Lu Xun]
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[Part1——If The Story Is Over·If the story is over]
Guangling's quick reaction force climbed into the carriage——
——Far away, the conductor, dressed neatly, saluted Wen Bucai in the distance.
Wen Bucai and Victor returned the gift together.
Like ocean waves, it raises its arms and waves to create a warm sound of wind.
The men fighting in the ring raised their fists.
People busy in front of the barbecue raised their arms.
Even though they were extremely busy, the people who were carrying grain bags and dismantling wall barriers stopped and watched the heroes at the station leave.
Jiang Xueming, Bu Liuxing and Jason Megan learned from the chat that Guangling Zhixi was the sharp sword of the Abyss Railway - divided into quick reaction forces, regular troops to overcome difficulties, and covert personnel engaged in espionage work.
They are stationed at various traffic bureaus. The rapid response force needs to make immediate judgments on the disaster situation in various places and rush to the scene for rescue. The equipment is of varying quality. For example, the 100mm anti-tank gun that killed the Blue Lion last time was already in the Soviet era.
The product is very old. Considering the precious transportation capacity of the station and the urgency of the disaster, it is basically necessary to use the antique heavy firepower immediately after finding it in the warehouse.
The daily job of these people is to risk their lives to protect the safety of life and property in various station cities, which is completely different from the investigation tasks of ordinary passengers.
What armed employees and rock musicians can't solve, they must solve.
They must defeat the powerful enemy that ordinary passengers and VIPs cannot defeat.
It is very dangerous to fight in complex urban buildings and important transportation facilities - the soldiers who stopped in Guangling are the same as the VIPs who explore the unknown land, and they are the objects of reverence in people's hearts.
The tracer flares erupted from the four-gun cannon are the ending of the story.
The scavengers regained their courage from the wilderness, dragged their tired bodies, packed their luggage, abandoned the mobile food truck, followed the light of the new passenger's pyroxene, set foot on the maintenance trail along the railway, and headed towards the Mimir Hot Spring Market
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The city is full of laughter and tears.
This city is like heaven and hell.
Or--
——Seventeen kilometers underground, in the distant and mysterious east.
The BOSS guarding the door has never made it clear what the underground world means to them.
It's like the Path of Sorrow in the Fountain Square.
Just like that sentence, when you come, you are a person, and when you go, you are a person.
The confusing emotions in the world are very complex, much more complicated than the joys, anger, sorrows and joys of pyroxene.
They just followed the team silently and walked the road countless times. Under the bright red light, they looked brand new at this moment.
Hug the harvest of animal meat and money, and hug the stranger you just met.
Hold on to the hot firewood in your heart, hold on to the rekindled fire in your skull.
The pioneers who opened the way forward are with them, and the BOSS who broke through the cave is with them.
Use the footprints of countless people to create a wide and wide avenue to the sky.
By this time, many people had begun to cry.
Apart from sticks and stones, the scavengers suddenly realized that during the many years of wandering alone, the waiters and family members may have forgotten them.
The trade of skinned and deboned human flesh not only took away their physical bodies, but also repeatedly adapted to new body tissues and responses to new neurons. These extraordinary experiences made their hearts numb, and they almost forgot all their precious things.
At this moment, thousands of lamentations and tears flowed from the crowd.
At first the little waiter did not understand the suffering of these wandering people.
She suddenly remembered that her employer, Mr. Jason, looked like this when he hugged her tightly.
Passengers and waiters are not chosen marriage partners at the station.
It’s not like the BOSS or the wise man just sent you on a blind date with some random information.
It is an important soul that goes beyond the love between a man and a woman and can depend on each other for a lifetime. How can we simply use marriage to deal with it and understand it only as the love between a man and a woman?
Matched by the censorship of a polarizing sextant, in the spiritual perspective of Freudian theory—
——Passengers and waiters are almost each other’s alter egos.
Jiang Xueming had long noticed a very strange sense of compatibility with Bai Qingqing - changing shoes with Brother Qi, holding ankles, wiping stains on lips, and feeding food, without any awkward feeling of offense.
In the half year of being together less and more apart, it seemed as natural as relatives who had been together for more than ten years.
When the scavenger faced the temptation of the treasure-guarding dragon in his heart, he mistakenly believed that selling his body could bring eternal happiness. He temporarily forgot the boss's instructions, the instructions in the diary, and the rules of the station.
They bet heavily and lost everything.
While walking to and from various stations again and again, he risked being crushed by trains and swallowed by monsters. In the end, he used a fake ID and a fake face to get a bunch of fake ones from Favna, the treasure-guarding dragon in his heart.
of gold and silver treasures.
If they lose, they will lose again; if they have gambled, they will continue to gamble.
Until a huge fear began to arise in his heart, he lost his courage and self-confidence, and was unable to deal with the dangerous wild beasts. He was unable to embark on the path he came from, and was trapped on isolated islands connected by railways.
Maybe the waiter is still looking for them——
——Because that person is an indispensable person in life and a soul mate that is difficult to replace.
Jason Megan had to go around such a long circle before he regretted it. When he reached the end, he hugged the little waiter beside him and cried bitterly.
Bu Liuxing thought of the cannibal demons of the Skull and Bones Society again.
What a terrifying, cruel, stupid and cunning group of people.
The first step towards the abyss is to kill the other self in your life.
Just like the natural evolution of natural selection, only by completely abandoning human nature can we achieve crazy creation.
Both teachers Victor and Wen Bucai said——
——There is more than one Skull and Bones Society, and there are more than three or four hundred people who worship Blood Butterfly.
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These people steal the power of mysterious things. [Carnism] is their truth. They try their best to collect the three elements and find excellent hosts for crazy butterflies. They want to spread the Vita brand to every corner of the world and create a world without high or low.
Poor, a pure earth without beauty or ugliness, without good or evil, without complex emotions.
Throughout history, there are many historical experiments that prove that people have a tendency to self-destruct.
This self-destruction process is like what BOSS calls [ritual] or [magic], and it has a unique charm.
People relied on it to learn to drill wood to make fire, and to avoid lightning and listen to the wind.
Relying on [I think it should be possible] to make wheels and houses, it was not until thousands of years later that basic geometry and classical mechanics were developed.
The temptation of crazy butterflies to humans is rooted in human instinct.
The same is true for self-destruction and depravity. It is a kind of [sacrifice] ritual without reason, from which one can experience the joy of nothingness.
It is chaos without order and complete irrationality.
These unorganized and undisciplined devil's nests built solely on doctrine and a single leader, this kind of MLM den that relies on the custom of cannibalism as a link to attract stranger members, are indeed just a small scene in the eyes of Mr. Wen Bucai.
It's just that the entire process of suppressing bandits and killing enemies was filled with a kind of extreme madness, baring its teeth and claws at them. Even though the mad butterfly's true form was not seen, there must be its descendants, secretly watching from deeper levels.
With all this.
Xueming recalled that the core members of the Skull and Bones Society showed no fear when they faced disaster. They saw the headlights of dump trucks illuminating their greasy faces when they died. Their expressions seemed to be one with the gods, a transcendent relief.
feel.
He couldn't understand the aesthetics of these people, and his brain was trembling just by thinking about it carefully.
Just like he can't put aside his conscience and make big money, he simply doesn't have the ability.
Say goodbye to the horror and haze and embark on the vicissitudes of life.
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A strong scavenger bid farewell to his friends——
——They walked in the opposite direction and wanted to walk back to the main station.
My fellow passengers didn’t understand——
——The Mimir Hot Spring Station is obviously closer, so why choose a longer route?
Starting from the North Sea in Iceland, even the nearest Jushan Station has to walk hundreds of kilometers, let alone the Nine Realms thousands of kilometers away.
These rebels responded like this.
"That's where I started."
"It's just a long way, a little detour."
"There is still strength, the skills that have been lost over the years, the lost inspiration, and stones and sticks. Maybe we can find them back at the trade transfer stations along the way."
"Just walk back the same way you came out."
"Otherwise I can't forgive myself."
"How should I see my relatives? With this heart full of holes and rust? How should I see my waiter? With this face that is unrecognizable after plastic surgery?"
"Fate favors the brave."
"Don't worry, friends."
"The north wind is like a hammer. It pushes me and urges me to get on my way quickly."
"It will beat me and turn this piece of scrap metal into immortal steel."
"I just want...my dearest and most beloved people to wait for a while."
"Don't worry...I'm sorry, I'll go back right now!"
“Friends who didn’t have time to ask their names!”
"We will meet again!"
Another team moved forward into the boundless darkness, with only the signal lights of the railroad tracks pointing the way forward.
At various stations along the way, strange brothers and sisters have to say goodbye to each other and go to different places to [seek the Tao] and find their own [must pass].
They are rootless duckweeds, no sticks, and no stones - dreamlike spiritual clouds in the sky, trying to return to the starting point.
As in [Act 0] of the story, Wen Bucai and Victor wrote in their letters at home——
——Life should not be a journey from hot-blooded to cold-blooded.
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[Part2——ing Home·On the way home]
If the story is over——
——People will go back to [The End of Friendship], ask for a glass of egg yolk cocktail with a human face, mixed with honey, whiskey, and gin, and raise glasses with their nearest friends, even if they are unknown.
Both sides of the road are decorated with flowers and brocade, and fire is cooking oil.
A huge float carrying a dragon's head drove over. All the cartilage and thick flesh on Valrhona's face was cleanly cut off and sent to the scientific research station, leaving only a huge skull with no pupils and the dragon's horns repaired with plaster.
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It was hung on the top of the giant arched stone gate of Floyd's Mine. Its solemnity, majesty, and historical weight only lasted for a short moment, and it became a new internet celebrity check-in place.
In the old town of the mining area, several streetwalkers immediately gathered around the bar. Judging from their age, they should be young and ignorant people.
They set their sights on this bar, and when they saw such a good Feng Shui spot being occupied by a group of miner uncles, they immediately became jealous——
——The flow of tourists going in and out of the mine was huge, so they immediately decided that in order to turn around from the trough of life, they had to collect at least a protection fee. If the shop owner was a soft persimmon, then [End of Friendship] would also have to change its name.
It doesn’t matter what name you change it to, at least it should be changed to something more festive so that the guests will like it at first sight.
"Dong dong dong——"
The young guy in the lead banged hard on the rolling shutter door.
He only had to push open the spring-loaded door to come in directly, but he had to knock hard on the iron curtain for fear that no one would notice this uninvited guest.
At this moment——
——Wen Bucai was sitting at the bar, giving instructions to Meteor among the noisy crowd.
"Your brother Ming asked me to forge and die-cast the remaining part of Mingde's bones and integrate it with your cane. When we set off, I finished transforming it. How did you feel about using it along the way?
Sample?"
Meteor said excitedly: "With divine help! The BOSS's claws are indestructible."
Wen Bucai also wanted to say: "When you use it in the future, you must take good care of it. I heard from Jason that you don't seem to care about your waiter..."
Without waiting for Meteor's reply.
A man and a woman jumped in from the door——
——They raised their guns and shouted.
The man looked like a dog: "Put your head down! Be obedient!"
The woman was arrogant: "Who is the boss here? I want to negotiate a business deal with him!"
The bartender took a look and worriedly touched the shotgun under the table.
Wen Bucai immediately said: "No! Don't kill people here. The guests are innocent, and the wine in their hands is also innocent. Don't let the cup be stained with blood."
Before anyone could react, these two uninvited guests of the new era burst into the old bar room.
The man was playing with the old guitar on the wall. He played it excitedly a few times and made a harsh noise. But he found it uninteresting and threw it on the sofa.
Then the woman saw Jiang Xueming and wanted to come up to take a closer look. She stepped on the tables of the guests and jumped excitedly.
Jason stood up immediately: "Who are you?!"
The man slapped the cowboy hat on the wall, causing the hat to spin with the slap. He flipped the red hair on his head, pulled open his shirt on his chest, and exposed the crazy butterfly at his heart, hoping to make a debut.
"We are members of the Skull and Bones Society! Hehehehehe... If you don't want to become a human hotpot, just be obedient!"
The woman came close to Jiang Xueming, grinning widely, and her colorful nails and colorful hair looked very artistic. Wen Bucai looked at her and said "so talented".
"Don't move! Otherwise our Skull and Bones Society, with more than 3,000 brothers and sisters in the entire 18th district, will kill all your family! Your family's family! Your friends, and friends of friends!"
Bu Liuxing suddenly stood up and became nervous: "Really? Are you serious? There are more than 3,000 people? Is there such a good thing?"
Jason covered his face: "He seems to take it seriously..."
Wen Bucai pulled Victor's face, puzzled: "Isn't there a bottleneck period in their organization's artistic creation?"
Victor waved down his old friend's restless hand: "Don't pinch my face. Don't you have your own waiter? And..."
Bloodhound grabbed his employer's hand, pinched his face, pretended to be affectionate, and finished his sentence for his employer: "And these two punk youths don't look like ogres. They have no inspiration at all.
They are the new generation born in Mimir Hot Spring Market."
"That's right!" The man looked arrogant and came to Bu Liuxing with his arms folded. He raised his head and stared at the 1.9-meter-tall man: "That's what we said, anyone who disobeys will die!"
"Hehehe...hehehe..." The woman sat down on Xueming's dining table, her eyes widened. The makeup on her face was as thick as a bulletproof helmet. She rolled up her trouser legs and took off her high heels.
, dipped some mashed potatoes with his toes from the dining table, and ordered Jiang Xueming: "Lick it clean! I want you to lick it clean quickly! What does your cold expression mean? Aren't you afraid of me? You just
Aren't you afraid that I'll knock you unconscious with a few shots? All the red and green stuff in your belly will leak out! Then I'll put my toes into your mouth myself? Do you like this? You like to be passive, right?"
Jiang Xueming said nothing.
He just looks like he is not talented.
Wen Bucai covered his mouth and stared at the long legs of the slutty lady, muttering silently in surprise.
"The movements are so difficult...the body is so flexible and talented."
Seeing that the toes stained with mashed potatoes were getting closer and closer to Xueming's face.
The rhinoceros revolver in the woman's hand was also gradually raised, and it was about to move to Xueming's belly.
Victor came up with a compromise: "Destroy their will, don't shoot."
Xueming physically destroyed this punk girl's will——
——He grabbed the tablecloth with one hand and the muzzle of the rhinoceros with the other. His movement was as fast as lightning, and he looked like an awakened tiger from sitting still.
Hearing only a small cry of pain, the woman's toes were put into her mouth. The flexibility of her body was indeed great.
Xueming wrapped her in a tablecloth into a big bundle and tied her colorful hair into a knot. At the same time, the Rhino revolver in his hand turned into a ball of parts.
Just at this time--
——A Xing decided to destroy the man’s will from the spiritual level.
He just hugged him up, and the gun in the man's hand was suppressed by the huge force, and the bullet chamber fell off.
Then the man heard Ah Xing's eager inquiry.
"Do you really have more than three thousand brothers? Are they all members of the Skull and Bones Society?"
"Really? You didn't lie to me, did you?"
"Do you have a girlfriend? The girl who asked Brother Ming to lick her toes looks very similar to you. Are you brother and sister? If you don't have a girlfriend? I have the contact information of many young ladies in my address book. Do you want it?"
"Are you married? Do you have any plans to have a baby?"
"How much is the salary per month? Do I need to pay taxes?"
“Where can I buy a house?”
These mental attacks severely defiled this uninvited guest——
——Only the increasingly tight arms were compressing his chest and lungs, and within two seconds, he fainted.
The fellow streetwalkers who were still watching the excitement outside the door were immediately frightened and dispersed.
Victor sighed.
Wen Bucai: "Why are you unhappy?"
Victor: "People don't hate evil."
Wen Bucai: "Don't bring this into reality."
Victor: "People just hate themselves for being incompetent. They hope there is a shortcut and immediately put on dragon skin, even if it is fake."
Wen Bucai applauded: "Oh! A great philosophical genius!"
"It's time to go, friend," Victor said.
Wen Bucai: "Do you want me to send you off?"
"You won't come with me?" Victor wondered.
Wen Bucai didn't care; "I still have a lot of things to do. In this place, think about it, the people who made deals with the Skull and Bones Society's middlemen are still waiting for me to catch them, and the consul Zhao Donglai is waiting for me to go back and report on my work——
What would this city be like without me, what would this bar be like without me?"
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——A fight broke out in the bar.
Two drunken drinkers suddenly started fighting each other, punching each other in the face.
Meteor hasn't recovered yet——
——The enthusiastic red stone man immediately punched him.
Meteor: "Why? Are you more insane than me?"
The guest who hit the shooting star shouted excitedly: "You did a good job! It's so good! It's so relieved! I'm going to be set on fire by you!"
——The reason is very outrageous.
Immediately afterwards, the store was in chaos.
Several guests sitting next to each other were still chatting and talking, but suddenly they joined in the fierce fighting and boxing. In just a moment, their faces changed from a quiet and peaceful expression to a happy smiling face.
In the chaotic crowd, Jiang Xueming secretly escaped through the window. Bu Liuxing wanted to join in - but was caught by Ms. Bloodhound.
Wen Bucai and Victor played a clapping game. While clapping, they took away the ketchup handed to them by the bartender.
Wen Bucai shouted: "Good fight!"
Victor shouted: "That's right! I was shocked by his internal strength. Chinese martial arts is so powerful!"
Wen Bucai put ketchup on Victor: "It's too fierce. We are fighting too fiercely. Don't come over. We are both VIPs of the station and we will accidentally hurt you."
Victor led Wen Bucai to the door: "It's great to have a fight with you."
It's all poor acting, without any emotion at all.
The four met at the back door of the bar.
Jiang Xueming asked: "Where is Jason?"
Bu Liuxing: "Where are his waiters?"
Wen Bucai shrugged and pursed his lips.
Victor pondered: "It should still be inside."
Just listen to the sound of breaking glass——
——Jason, his head covered with blood, broke open the window of the bar and hung half of his body on the window sill.
The little waiter's eyes were red and he grabbed Jason's collar: "You just had a drink! You called me Little Wendy again? Little! Wendy! Wendy?"
Jason murmured incoherently, his face flushed: "If... no one remembers the dead, then... they are really dead..."
Wen Bucai just covered his mouth: "It's a famous quote from Lu Xun, he is so talented!"
Victor: "There is no bottleneck period at all in their comedy creation, right?"
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Twenty minutes later.
The train station at Mimir Hot Spring Market is still so lively.
Seven friends want to say goodbye——
——Jason's head was wrapped in gauze. He seemed to be hurt all the time, but he couldn't get rid of the light in his eyes.
Jason said: "I'm going to repair myself, make all preparations, and then go to [RSH·Red Star Mountain] - I didn't dare to go to this place three years ago, and ended up leaving my inner demons behind. I'm fearless now, thank you -
—Especially you, Jiang Xueming."
Jiang Xueming said: "I have to go home, rest for a while, go to the big library to study, and prepare the cafe by the way. Then..."
Jason said: "If I can come back alive, I will definitely go to your kitchen..."
Wen Bucai shouted: "Cover it."
Victor stretched out his hand: "Don't say it."
The bloodhound followed suit.
The little waiter acted the fastest, and had already covered Jason's mouth tightly, and said to his friends: "I will go with my employer! Don't worry, I will take care of everything!"
Bu Liuxing said: "Brother Ming and I have to go home, teacher, take care."
Wen Bucai handed the stick back to Xueming: "I will go to the Nine Realms during the Chinese New Year. Then you can adjust the M500's bomb chambers and give them names? They always call them like this. I think these two
Even a gun has no feelings for me - how about we meet up and watch the Spring Festival Gala in your cafe?"
"No! It's so tacky!" Jason said.
The waiter responded: "No! It's too ugly!"
Meteor asked: "Is the BILIBILI Spring Festival Gala okay?"
Jiang Xueming: "I have no objection, but if I bring Brother Qi along with me, she will probably feel bored, and she will try to kidnap me to meet her father."
Bloodhound: "I am where my employer is."
Victor: "Let's go."
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Everyone got on different trains——
——Victor and Bloodhound are going to Jushan Station, back to Reykjavik, Iceland, and then fly directly to Vienna to visit the graves and lay flowers at the parents’ estate that has been dusted for hundreds of years.
——Wen Bucai walked away without mentioning the remaining member of the trio [Sergeant Jack]. He seemed to have a lot of things left in his heart. He wanted to go back to Baiweifang to investigate.
Check the traces of Skull and Bones Council officials and hunters. It would be best if you can catch them all.
——Jason Megan and the waiter are going to the Skydome Station in London to prepare. There are professional Yingchao shooting instructors there. The Royal Airborne Division of the SAS will teach him how to use CQC technical combat marksmanship, and celebrate the New Year with Jiang Xueming.
, is about to embrace the most important journey in his destiny, go to the Red Star Mountain to complete the [required path] that he did not complete three years ago. Perhaps this is his opportunity to transform from a cocoon into a butterfly.
——Xue Ming and Meteor sent the weapons to the shipping station, and the ammunition was seized. Only the empty firearms could be returned to the Nine Realms Station.
The desk clerk at Mimir Hot Spring stamped a new seal on their diary.
There is very little content in the log——
——It is an adventure that is difficult to describe clearly in pale words.
"Jason Megan is a wonderful person. His inspiration is transcendent. There are many difficulties and obstacles on this journey. He risked his madness and death to help us see the way forward and turn danger into disaster. From the beginning, he set a plan for us.
The name Lingyun is a coincidence and destiny."
"There is not only Iceland in the North Sea, but also Finland, which is in the fierce cold wind."
"This land is only 338,000 square kilometers - Lingyun Band was born from it."
"The name of this avant-garde, power, and metal band comes from the compound word [Stratovarius]."
"It represents the combination of classical and modern, and is the ever-changing clouds in the sky."
"It is the most simple yearning for freedom, courage and innocence that has long been forgotten by the times - both the music and lyrics of Lingyun are like this."
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Jiang Xueming looked at the endless darkness outside the car window and called Brother Seven.
"Hello, Xiaoqi?"
"Hi! Employer! How was your travel experience at Mimir Hot Spring Market? Don't worry about the debt! If it doesn't work out, we can pay it back in installments! ~ Pay it back slowly throughout your life!"
"I got the money."
"ah?"
"I got the money, let's pay it back in one lump sum."
"No, no, no...ah...don't be in a hurry!"
"Also, I hope to spend the Chinese New Year with you. There are still two months left. Can you help finish the coffee shop room and decoration?"
"Are you going to sell your kidneys and blood? Employer! You don't want to deal with blood butterfly loan sharks!"
"No, I went to slay the dragon."
"What?!"
"I also learned a skill in magic, Expelliarmus."
"What?!"
"The dragon-slaying hero made a pair of wands for us. I am going to give one of them to you, just like the pair of rings given to me by BOSS and Ling Weng. I hope it can protect you."
"What?! Wait a minute..."
"Anything else?"
"Does your magic have that kind of..."
"No, there is no charm."
"Good boy, you actually learned how to answer questions...I'm not talking about this, but we...uh...do we have...the art of removing your pants?"
"My signal is not good, hang up first."
Jiang Xueming calmly hung up the phone——
——Then he closed his eyes, hugged the stick, and took a nap.
Bu Liuxing also came close to him. He didn't have any clothes to keep out the cold, so he asked the flight attendant for a blanket and put it next to Brother Ming.