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Chapter 679: Return to the surface, disputes remain

Although Annie shouted at the top of her lungs, Tang Ji did not look back. He had already got out of the car and started naming the gun-wielding thugs.

Anne just looked at the other side's face and knew that this scene, just like the warm scene in the small apartment just now, was Tang Ji's comfort zone, and this sudden accident was the defense mechanism of the dream itself.

Its occurrence interrupted Annie's attempt to directly contact the dreamer. If it were in other people's dreams, Annie would naturally have taken over the entire dream.

But compared with other people's dreams that are like soap bubbles, Tang Ji's dream is like a building with a reinforced concrete structure, and it even has a solid and solid foundation.

Anne held her belly with both hands and tried to avoid the panicked crowd, but she was still knocked to the ground. The bursts of sharp pain and the blood flowing out of her crotch made Anne shocked to realize that this was a sign that she was about to miscarry.

"Who told you that this kind of pain is the same as a cut?" Annie's face turned pale in pain, but she still held up her body and cursed Tang Ji, who had already walked away against the crowd: "It's completely different, okay?

!You idiot! An arrogant maniac with muscles in his head!"

As the pain escalated, Anne couldn't bear it anymore. She screamed and left this real and absurd dream through the Carlville Dream Passage, and returned to the bodhi tree.

With the withdrawal of the Lord of Happy Dreams, Carl Wile naturally returned to his own dream. He collapsed directly on the ground, gasping for air, and then suddenly burst into laughter. He was out of breath from laughing:

"Did you know that in Tangji's dreamland, the taste and texture of donuts are the same as frosted pancakes!"

"He also used the pain of being stabbed by a knife to simulate a miscarriage." Annie touched her flat belly and laughed along with her.

Tang Ji is not a full-time and all-powerful god. He cannot perfectly simulate everything in a city. Almost everything he sees, gets, and feels is based on Tang Ji's personal cognitive scope.

Therefore, in his world, there are almost no fat people, and every man has a very standard figure. Therefore, in his world, even when those men are anxious to heat up tofu, the hand holding the gun is like an iron tong, pointing.

The victim was motionless.

The two of them laughed at Tang Ji's dream for a while, and then there was no movement.

Anne was thinking about how to wake up the man from his dream, while Carl Wiler was thinking about how to avoid getting involved in this muddy water.

"You also saw that my ability doesn't work in dreams, so you don't have to look for me next time, right?" As the man who left Mikkelsen at a loss, Carl Welle showed much more confidence after returning to his dream.

He said, "Although I don't care much about what's going on in the outside world, at least I know it's pointless to wake him up now. If he really wakes up, which shelter do you plan to let him go to?"

I think Shelter Zero is good, Anne said silently in her heart, but this is meaningless. Now she can only wait for the next opportunity. She glanced at Carl Wile coldly and said: "I will contact you again,

With your ability, if this matter is not good for you, you will naturally not meet me in your dreams again. If it is the opposite, stop talking so much nonsense."

Carl Weile shrugged, having become accustomed to the domineering behavior of the Seven Deadly Sins. Although he had actually only cooperated with Tang Ji, the other Seven Deadly Sins had not bothered him over the years, but they had all been manipulated by him.

It's just avoided by using the ability.

When Annie opened her eyes again, she felt a lot more at ease in her heart. Knowing that Tang Ji was still alive and well was valuable in itself.

The remaining problem is just how to convey this matter to Mikkelsen skillfully so that he will have some scruples.

Wang Zhengdao's ability to survive the big storm is indirect evidence. Anne has been worried that Mikkelsen will take risks, but Tang Ji's dream is direct evidence.

Annie sighed and planned to use the same method to start trying to connect to the survivors in the Snow Mountain Shelter. It was really a very annoying thing. On the one hand, it was because the Snow Mountain Shelter itself was far away in the European Union and it was a secret shelter.

, is not on the list of shelters. If you want the residents of the shelter to think of that shelter in their dreams, Anne needs to continue to give hints on weekdays.

Doing so carries the risk of being discovered by Mikkelsen, so Anne needs a long period of preparation to best disguise herself.

On the other hand, it was also because Anne didn't want to have anything to do with greed. Before the Apocalypse, Anne tried to avoid meeting Wolfgang. Compared to Mikkelsen's sense of oppression that transcended all things, Wolfgang

Wolfgang was like a man-eating beast, and he never concealed his true nature. At least in front of Tang Ji, he showed great restraint.

When she thought of this, Annie sighed again. She didn't know how the world had developed to this situation. She should have been hiding in the shadows of civilized society and using her own abilities to create her own shadow.

The net sublimates in human joy and desire and becomes the master of the dark side of the world.

As a result, now, not only does she depend on others and live in an underground shelter nearly a hundred meters deep, but she also has to be on guard to prevent herself from being 'eaten' by the other seven deadly sins.

Just like now, Anne doesn't know what Wolfgang's current abilities are after ten years. She is very afraid that he will find an ability to attack her in dreams. After all, superhuman abilities are all kinds of weird, and what fields do they appear in?

It's all possible.

But she still had to do it, even if it cost her, Anne knew that she had to take action in order to survive.

The first half of NC-11 seemed to have passed so peacefully. At the end of May, Wang Zhengdao witnessed the Valentino Shelter finally completing the 'safe passage' to the Heywood Shelter.

Of course, in fact, this passage was not safe at all, and in order to complete it, the entire shelter lost a total of one hundred and ninety-two people.

This is an astonishing number. Perhaps in addition to the cultural atmosphere of the Valentino Gang, such a spirit of sacrifice can be found in other shelters. They know that they will die sooner or later, but they still continue to fight in the big storm.

He risked his life to pave the way, and the original purpose of all this was just to gain the Scimitar's posthumous reputation.

Wang Zhengdao didn't know whether he should admire these people or be afraid of them, because Gusvota was indeed a good student of Scimitar. In these ten years, he turned the Valentino Gang into a transcendent

Street gang level organization.

Just like the Taha gang who insisted on confronting the Gauls in the underground bunker, they are no longer a gang in the traditional sense, but a certain kind of ethnic group that is bound together, the Taha people and the Valenti

Nuocai is their real name.

But Wang Zhengdao can understand Valentino's transformation. All this is because of Scimitar. He prepared shelters for his people before the end of the world, and there were more than one.

The name of Scimitar is as deified in the hearts of all Valentinians as the archangel serving beside Our Lady of Death.

However, at this time, the rebellion in Heywood Sanctuary had been put down, and Wang Zhengdao knew very well that John Fleming, now the owner of the League of Gentlemen, was in charge of that sanctuary.

Gusvota was both angry that the traitors dared to trample on Scimitar's last order, and he was also disdainful of those people who were defeated by an external mercenary organization. So this time, his first order after establishing the communication line was

Return Heywood Sanctuary to the Valentino people.

As for John Fleming, Gusvota felt that they could either leave or continue to provide services to the Valentinos according to the contract signed with Scimitar that year. There was no third way.

However, in Wang Zhengdao's eyes, the combat power of the two sides does not match. The strongest thug beside John Fleming is Avalon.

Although the Valentinos also have superhumans, and there are a lot of them, Wang Zhengdao has not found any of them that can fight against Avalon. Maybe the big storm outside will make Avalon weak and bully, but after taking refuge

Inside the institute, he is still the Avalon who can use his spear as a missile.

He knew that if there was a conflict between the two sides, Gusvota would have no chance of winning.

But Wang Zhengdao is an outsider here. He has no position and no reason to intervene in the disputes here. He can only watch these two forces collide again after the Apocalypse.

"I suggest you go through Shelter Zero and get in touch with Heywood Shelter first, sit down and resolve the problem peacefully." Wang Zhengdao suggested again: "Think about the pressure that Tang Ji brought to you by himself. A high-level

The advantages brought by superhuman beings cannot be made up by numbers."

"Mr. Wang, now is a new era. The era of superhuman beings has passed." Gusvoort said while wearing protective clothing: "I hold the key to the Heywood Shelter. When I entered the shelter,

In one moment, they lost."

In the end, Wang Zhengdao just sighed and said nothing more. There was no place for him in this expedition team across the refuge.

The leader is still Vaughan. After Boris's death, he has always been the best guide on this road. His familiarity with big storms is far better than others. He can always find the opening when the storm weakens and lead the team.

Walking through the storm.

In the year NV-11, the intensity of the big storm itself further dropped. During the weak wind period from March to June, the average wind level was only seventeen levels. Specifically, wind power could be found every day, every hour, and every ten minutes.

When the level is lower than level 14.

For people like Vaughn, this kind of gap is equivalent to a window period, and they can quickly travel along the safety rope for a distance of more than ten meters, or even dozens of meters.

And today is the most beautiful and sunny day in recent months.

But even so, it is still a challenge for Vaughn, because the team he led this time has a total of fifty people. Because there were too many people, they had to be divided into five teams, led by different leaders.

They moved forward in batches, and Vaughn was the commander-in-chief of the entire trip.

At the same time, today is also the day he plans to call the Adventers. Since humans are walking on the earth again, it proves that the Adventers can return again.

"Everyone, follow your guide closely and obey every instruction of your guide. If unfortunately you are blown away by the wind, don't panic. Try to grab anything nearby that can fix you. Try not to lose your way and wait for the wind.

After reducing it, try to find the light, which is where the safety rope is." Vaughn began to explain the precautions at the end of the tunnel: "Believe in your protective clothing, it can protect you in a big storm. Some of us have

An example of surviving alone in a big storm for four hours and finally returning successfully.”

This is a lie, but it has been told to others countless times by Vaughan, and this lie comes from Boris. He believes that such lies can bring hope to the lost and increase the probability of miracles happening.

But so far, no one who has been blown away from the safety rope has returned successfully.

A major storm with waning winds can sometimes look mild, as if it will subside in a few months, but this is just an illusion.

Vaughan has personally experienced the scene when a big storm suddenly changes color and the wind increases during the weak wind window. Those brave men called Windrunners in the shelter all know that when a big storm suddenly turns silvery white,

, is the most dangerous time.

It was the reflection of countless metal fragments that had been sharpened countless times and became part of the storm.

It can tear apart their fragile protective clothing in an instant, turn the more fragile flesh inside into a ball of blood mist, and can even cut off safety ropes and cut another layer off the polished building like weathered stone.

The scope of this kind of metal storm ranges from large to small, and the large ones have been given terrible names one by one. Like seasonal natural disasters, they sweep through fixed areas on time every year, and even satellite signals are blocked wherever they pass.

What's more deadly are those small metal storms. They may only appear for a few seconds, but they can change everything.

Vaughan once encountered a teammate who was three meters behind him and was knocked down instantly before entering the hiding place. When the body was recovered afterwards, the body and its protective clothing were like a sieve.

"Okay, let's set off now. When you open this door, the wind will blow in. Don't be scared." Vaughn glanced at Gusvota, who was only one person away from him, but his heart was full of disappointment.

Human beings have long lost interest in such meaningless disputes.

The reason why they chose to agree to the conditions of the descendants before the Apocalypse was because Vaughn could not see the future of mankind. In order to win the war, they were even willing to destroy their own world, which was something that no animal would do.

Vaughn does not regret the decisions he made, nor the decisions he will make today.

Then Vaughan opened the door fiercely and stepped onto the surface against the howling wind.

After eating a few small persimmons grown by my mother, I immediately started having diarrhea and almost died in the toilet.


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