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Chapter 131 World Lighthouse

Camp No. 3.

This was one of the troops transferred after the fall of the imperial capital.

The camp does not have the largest number of people, but its elites can be seen everywhere like crucian carp crossing the river.

Not long ago, they had just encountered a river backflow, and the long transfer team was cut off by the flood, like a cut-off dragon.

Under the strong orders of Apostle No. 3, the remaining main troops decisively abandoned the millions of people and continued to move forward without looking back.

It is currently being stopped for renovations.

Next to the command vehicle.

A man wearing a black windproof jacket and dressed as a typical Xiaguo civil servant was standing there.

There were constantly small lapels and officials, and generals in military uniforms reporting back and forth.

"A riot just broke out and has been suppressed according to your order. Here is the death toll."

"good."

"The source of the plague has been dealt with. During the process, some people organized resistance... It's okay now. This is the relevant report."

"Um."

"Minister Ji and Director Zhao's injuries are getting more and more serious, and the medicines consumed have exceeded the quota you set..."

"Follow the rules. If you can't survive, then give up."

"……yes."

"The family of the person in charge of Zuoying was blocked by the river and was one of the people we abandoned. He disobeyed orders and took away nearly half of Zuoying's combat force in an attempt to return for rescue..."

No. 3 blinked his bloodshot eyes, as if he sighed slightly, but then didn't seem to say: "Let him go."

After speaking, he stretched out his hand to stop the others.

He shook his head, looked at the time, and said, "Notify me and we will continue moving in five minutes."

"Where to go?" someone asked.

"I have my own arrangements."

After hearing this, everyone could only leave.

When No. 3 saw the person leaving, he returned to the car, closed the door, and waited until he was sure that no one was there. Only then did a look of pain appear on his face, which still looked gentle even under such circumstances.

He grabbed his hair and let out a beast-like wailing in his throat that was different from his civilian appearance.

Despair and numbness covered his face.

The hair kept falling out between his fingers. In just a few months, he seemed to have lost more hair than he had in the past half of his life.

He pulled out a paper map of the country, which was filled with symbols written in red.

I saw eye-catching red X signs everywhere on this huge land.

Almost like red flags, planted all over the earth.

"Where to go...where to go...this won't work...this won't work either...no...it won't work...it's all a dead end...there's no way...there's really no way...what should I do...what should I do...

"

The roar in his throat was extremely hoarse, smelling of exhaustion.

But at this moment.

Suddenly, someone knocked on the car door.

He was startled, and immediately straightened up his appearance. A few seconds later, he was back to his refined and elegant civil servant attire.

"What's up?"

He opened the door and asked as if nothing happened.

The subordinate pointed to the sky with a shocked face: "Look! Look!"

No. 3 was startled when he heard this, raised his eyes and looked up, and then his body shook wildly!

"Beep! The call of the main program has been detected, and a mission has been issued, asking the host to lead the people in the camp to the target location in the new continent."

He pinched his thigh hard as if he couldn't believe it, and then his eyes suddenly lit up. He retrieved the map, stared at the Qingcang Plateau, and quickly found the fastest way to get there.

route.

"Give me the order to go down! The whole camp should move along this route. Don't rest anymore. Set off now, immediately, immediately!"





"brush……"

The light quickly swept across the land one after another.

Covering the entire territory.

Countless people looked up and saw the image of the New World.

Related words came to mind.

Camps large and small all witnessed this scene.

The signals sent by the main program also continuously activate the twelve branches.

Apostle No. 4 is activated!

Apostle No. 6 is activated!

Apostle No. 8 is activated!

Apostle No. 10…

Envoy No. 9...

12th……

number 11……

number 2……

The east coast of Xia Kingdom.

This place has long been completely transformed into a vast ocean.

The prosperous cities of the past, the cities that carried countless money and dreams, have all disappeared.

Buried deep under the sea.

The land collapse is most violent here.

At a glance, there is almost no trace of the former land left.

Without land, it would be difficult for humans to survive.

However, if there is a boat, it will be different.

At the beginning of the disaster, the storm at sea was so violent that almost all the ships were huddled in the harbor.

Even when the great immigration began, only a small part of it was activated.

And mainly boats.

After all, inland rivers at that time could not carry ships that were too large.

Later, when the coast moved inland, the river changed its course due to frequent earthquakes.

Shipping is even less practical.

Everyone has their eyes fixed on the land, with almost no mood to look at the sea, and no time to think about the ships.

Xia's naval forces were even more at a loss.

I can only float quietly on the sea.

Until the storm at sea finally subsided and normal navigation was possible, the navy was shocked to find that the imperial capital had fallen, the earth was dismembered, and the command collapsed. They were at a loss.

It wasn't until the Daliao ship took the initiative to issue instructions that these ships found their backbone.

As the seawater spread, ships began to move towards the land to rescue people who were about to be submerged along with the city.

Therefore, Camp No. 1 was formed, which is also the only sea camp.



South China Sea.

At this moment, Xia's aircraft carrier Daliao is quietly moored here.

The commander of the Daliao ship, the leader of the sea camp, and number 1 of the Twelve Apostles is standing on the deck.

Wearing a navy uniform, he looked at the vast sea indifferently and lonely.

There is no focal length.

What is slightly different from the other apostles is that from the day he awakened his talent at the age of 18, he began to prepare for the doomsday twenty years later.

Unfortunately, Cheng Lin's words were too vague at the time, and No. 1 was unable to determine where the so-called doomsday actually started.

After all, there are too many possibilities for the end of the world.

There are millions of possibilities for the turning point of civilization.

He tried to collect information and indeed found many clues.

One of them is the report about The Da Vinci Code.

This report was buried in the sea of ​​information on the Internet and did not cause any waves. No matter how you look at it, it looks like nonsense.

But he still didn't dare to completely reject it.

And listed the great flood as one of the possible doomsday possibilities.

then……

He used the talent given by Cheng Lin to rise all the way up, and finally took the seat of commander of the Daliao ship.

In his opinion, if the world is destroyed by a flood, then controlling an aircraft carrier is obviously the most appropriate plan.

"Unexpectedly... everything turned out to be exactly as the Lord said."

No. 1 sighed quietly.

He reached into his pocket and took out a scrap of newspaper clipping.

This is not the one Cheng Lin owns, but a newspaper clipping he found during his investigation that published the Da Vinci code language.

He had been taking out this newspaper to read a lot lately, and it was almost torn by him at the moment.

However, the date recorded on it is still clearly visible:

"On March 21st, the flood will begin, and on November 1st of the same year, mankind will encounter the Last Supper..."

"Is it true that nothing can be changed?"

He murmured, looking desperate.

Even if he is in charge of an aircraft carrier, the entire battle group has stored enough food in time, but... if this food is used to feed millions of people, it will only be a drop in the bucket. If it is used to feed their fleet itself... it can last for a long time.

.

Moreover, with their combat power and using the aircraft carrier cluster as land, they can completely capture fish in the ocean for food.

Including aircraft carriers, as well as various frigates, battleships, and naval forces that he directly controls, relying on sea ships can keep some people alive.

The total number won't be many, but a few thousand people is very easy, and tens of thousands of people is not impossible.

This is the escape route No. 1 has in mind, and it is also the worst case scenario.

"But... in that case... it can last for a few decades at most, and then what? When the ship ages, decomposes, and sinks, humanity will eventually perish."

"...Forget it, by the time the aircraft carrier sinks, maybe I will have died of old age."

No. 1 laughed at himself.

Tear the newspaper into pieces and scatter them, fluttering like light snow falling on the sea.

I turned around and was about to leave when I suddenly heard a system prompt ringing in my ears.

He stopped in astonishment, turned his head, and saw the light spreading from the inland that filled the sky, as well as the picture in the light.

Apostle No. 1...Activate!



After a while.

The cockpit received the latest order from the captain:

"The aircraft carrier group headed southwest, detoured around the Indian Ocean, headed for the Bay of Bengal, and landed on the Qingcang Plateau from the south!"



brush!

The white light broke away from the land and spread towards the vast ocean.

Appearing in the skies around the world.

federal

Soviet Union

European countries

African continent

Etc., etc



The various ethnic groups and human beings from all countries who are trapped on the island of death look up to the sky on this day.

I saw the image of the New World.

When they saw the image, the location of the New World naturally appeared in their minds.

Like coordinates.

Like a lighthouse.

Guide all mankind towards the land of hope!

ps: The plot is almost over. I'm in really bad shape these days. I'm trying to adjust. I'm sorry to everyone.


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