Chapter 151 The Ultimate Natural Disaster 1
The night was quiet, and most of the townspeople were awake, silently waiting for the arrival of the ultimate natural disaster the next day. Before the last day, the child snuggled against his mother's chest, whispering that he was afraid. The guard wiped the sweat from his palms, and the sword in his palm was fused with magic, glowing slightly.
In the lord's hall, stars twinkled through the skylight.
Lin Muqiu and Kede Luo sat on wooden rattan chairs and sipped their wolfberry flower tea.
Kedero pursed his pale lips and said, "There are still three hours until dawn, and then the ultimate natural disaster will begin. Do you want to rest? I'm here."
Lin Muqiu exhaled, "It's okay."
She showed him the group chat log from the simulation training room. "The decisive battle will begin tomorrow. Everyone suggested that Ankang City design a continental united flag before the natural disaster. What do you think?"
Kedero clasped his hands together and held his chin. "This involves a lot of political factors. How can it be that simple? Putting aside everything else, the four great dukes alone are enough to give us a hard time."
After all, if it was designed by Ankang City, it would undoubtedly symbolize the other dukes' submission to Ankang City. How could they agree to it?
"The Duke and his men agreed."
Lin Muqiu pointed to the strategic map, "Every area."
Kedero frowned in disbelief. "You added the dukes to the group chat?"
Lin Muqiu: "..."
Is this the point?
She shrugged, her tone matter-of-fact. "Having the flag means Ankang City will join forces with them. This will be very helpful in quelling the unrest in other cities and boosting morale."
Kedero raised his eyebrows.
He suddenly remembered that when there was a wind disaster, Lin Muqiu sent the Elda Knights to various places to quell the situation. On the one hand, he really needed to solve the express delivery problem, and on the other hand, he probably had the intention of demonstrating to everyone, right?
Seeing Kede Luo's sparkling eyes, Lin Muqiu twitched the corner of his mouth, "It's not what you think. I really didn't think that much at the time."
Kedero smiled and said, "No need to explain, I understand."
Lin Mu, "...Okay."
The two laughed at the same time. One said they wanted to design a few more models to choose from, while the other suggested that they should just open a group chat in the simulation training room to collect opinions. After a lot of discussion and chatter, time slipped away quietly from the slightly bright screen.
The night outside rose and fell until the sky turned pale. Even though Kedero was extremely tired and panting like a pug, he still held on to the head of the bed, hugged the wooden beam, and grabbed Lin Muqiu's cold wrist.
This guy...
Lin Muqiu chuckled inwardly. She knew he was worried that if a natural disaster struck, she would be the first to bear the brunt and become a target... But if the system did that, how could he resist?
Yet he held her tightly, his palms smeared with sweat, his eyes fixed on her, like a baby holding a treasure, afraid of losing it, and his expression was a little panicky, as if he was thinking of some old friend again.
It wasn't until the sky turned pale like a carp rolling over, the dark shadows disappeared, the light also disappeared, and only the setting sun slowly rose above the clouds, that the matter was over.
After a doze, Kedero staggered violently. When he opened his eyes again, Lin Muqiu was no longer by his side.
Oh no!
His heart trembled and he realized that something was wrong.
How could he fall asleep for no apparent reason? !
Has it started?
He struggled to get up using his hands and feet. His feet felt as if they were filled with lead weighing a thousand pounds, but his duty as the mayor enabled him to get up.
He cannot be afraid.
The aroma of coffee wafted from the living room.
He suddenly opened his eyes.
Lin Muqiu approached the bedside with innocent eyes, "I saw that you were too tired, so I simply cast a spell to let you sleep a little longer."
“You, you…”
The feeling of regaining what he had lost made Kedero ecstatic, but a strong sense of grievance and pain surged into his heart. He stretched out his arms, wanting to hug her, as if hugging a treasure that had never left.
Just like he wanted to hug Chloe.
Unfortunately, before their arms touched, a wave of heat swept over his face, stinging his eyes. Before she disappeared, he tried to open his eyes and look at her smiling but heartbroken face.
[The natural disaster system has been activated, please be prepared.]
The cold mechanical reminder sound broke the silence.
"You fucking..."
Kedelu was in tears, and the tears flowed along the mottled traces into the ravines on his face, just like the passing of time. He had never been afraid of natural disasters in his half-life, but Lin Muqiu's departure made him, who had always been gentle, swear.
*
Lin Muqiu was now transported into an empty, transparent glass enclosure. Outside the glass, there was a vast expanse of white, only three times whiter than the snow, with a diffused effect, much like the sight of headlights approaching in the dark.
In front of her were several huge screens. She recognized that this was a bird's-eye view of Ankang City.
She raised an eyebrow.
What is going on?
At the same time, on the other side of Ankang City, in the central square, everyone also noticed something unusual:
"Look, why is Lady Lin so over there? She's been projected into the sky!"
"Oh my God, what's going on? Where did it take Master Lin?"
"Master Lin is gone now, what should we do..."
"Don't cry! Lord Kedero is here, and we are here too!"
“…”
The guards had received private instructions from Kedero earlier, so they maintained order and tried to hold back the crowded crowd. However, the crowd was excited and roared everywhere. They tried to rush towards the screen, just like a child trying to catch a balloon that was about to fly away and want to hold it in his hand.
That is their savior.
"Lin Muqiu, at this moment, are you worried about your own fate, or are you sympathizing with their future?"
The voice hanging in the air suddenly sounded, and Lin Muqiu understood that it must be the main system speaking.
Lin Muqiu raised his eyebrows, "I was thinking, you are quite mean."
The main system's light flickered twice before it said, "Very good, let's begin."
Lin Muqiu raised his thumb and pointed at it, "See, everyone? This is called breaking the defense."
Main system: “…”
Over in Ankang City, a burst of laughter suddenly broke out for no reason, and then caused a tsunami of laughter, and the beam of the main system shook more violently.
Sadness? She really didn't know what that was.
She just knew that she would never be defeated.
"Very good," the main system said noncommittally, "I hope you can keep it up forever."
"Of course."
Before Lin Muqiu could come to her senses, she suddenly saw the air raid sirens going off in Ankang City. The sharp sound almost pierced her eardrums:
"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"
"Arrange the formation! Follow the original plan!"
"Don't panic, stay calm!"
“…”
She suddenly saw countless red dots appearing outside the lord's map, and suddenly clenched her palms.
"Master Lin, since you are their creator god, I wonder if you can still succeed this time?"
The sounds in her ears were sometimes far away and sometimes near. Lin Muqiu couldn't hear clearly. She was distracted and her vision began to blur. When she woke up again, she was in another environment.
The shabby furniture and wooden house, with its dilapidated beams, resembled a crooked tree, weighed down by the weight of the trees. Only the lantern at the doorway was bright red, a dazzling sight. The room was sparsely furnished, but the desk was a fresh, solid wood, even greased with maintenance oil, giving it a waxy, high-quality finish. On the far right side, three crooked characters were written: "Lin Muqiu."
The characters were carved in a confused manner, and looked like the handwriting of a first or second grade primary school student. There was no vigor, only the effort of the carver. It was more like painting than writing. It was hard to imagine that perhaps the carver was trying hard to carve the characters just like drawing a little turtle.
Lin Muqiu's head buzzed.
She would recognize this place even if she turned into ashes.
Even though she was well prepared, her mind went blank and she couldn't think anymore. Even though she had made all the calculations, she was still half dazed.
She felt like she had been hit by a truck.
She thought she had forgotten it for a long time, just like damp memories placed in a musty sports equipment room, but it turned out she had not forgotten it.
The things that people love, no matter how they existed in the past, are now so clear and visible at a glance.
Every second, every minute, every cell, every soul is trembling for this.
Silence replaced her thinking until she realized that she was seeing all this from a bystander's perspective: the thin body, the ribs and spine were clearly visible, and she could even feel the body's weakness and burden.
But why could she see this scene?
Her head was buzzing, and the sound of rain washed away her thoughts.
The whole house was filled with broken walls and a nauseating, suffocating feeling.
The strong wind was mixed with bitter rain, and the ground was filled with the fishy smell of mudslides.
In a blink of an eye, she saw Grandpa on his knees, like a madman at the village entrance, his eyes glazed with madness, unable to see anything else. He wouldn't even dodge a truck, she was convinced. She could only see his madness, his hands frantically digging at beams, dirt, and sand, with a frantic obsession and yet so careful, as if he wasn't digging up his own soil, but his own flesh, his fascia, his very bones, as if it were the love of his life, the eternal existence of his being.
Tears washed his eyes, and his chest heaved violently with roars, like a mad hero who had fallen from grace in a Western fantasy world. But he continued to shout:
"Little Wood!"
"Little Wood!"
......
"Little Wood!"
"Little Wood!"
Countless memories mixed with the rain, washing her eyes.
She was young then, and didn't know the hardships of life. Whenever she saw her own house made of nothing but wood chips and broken tiles, while other people's houses were tall buildings, she would always pout and sit on the bed angrily, "Don't call me little wood anymore. Others always say, 'wood, wood!' I look like a piece of wood, and my house looks like a piece of wood too! It's all made of wood!"
Grandpa laughed out loud after hearing this. "What's wrong with wood? Groups of wood are a forest, bathed in spring and autumn breezes every year. Child, they are just like you!"
"Besides, if there's no utopia in the world, why not just build one? Why are you crying?"
"My dear child, you are more important than all of this."
Young Lin Muqiu didn't understand what this meant, but when she saw her grandfather laughing, she started to laugh too. She wiped the snot from crying and thought of spring again. Through this house, she could always see the spring flowers blooming, the lush blooming forsythia, the bleak autumn wind, and the falling leaves of the sycamore trees. It was a beautiful scenery that no one else could see.
Unfortunately, others don’t know that every winter, my grandfather would hold his cold legs and pound them again and again, his tightly pursed lips like a straight line on the horizon.
Grandpa always told her the poem, "Spring has flowers, autumn has the moon, summer has cool breeze and winter has snow", but he died in that rainy winter night and did not wait for the spring to come and the flowers to bloom.
She had forgotten when she first wanted to build a utopia.
She thought it was the day when she became an adult. She didn't know how to be gentle and warm before, and she thought that right was right and wrong was wrong. But that day she instantly forgave many people because she understood for the first time that there are too many unavoidable emotions and insincerities in this world.
She thought it was those that shaped the utopia in her book.
But it turns out it was earlier than that.
"No!"
She screamed, and her soul suddenly rushed towards her younger self. In an instant, all her emotions merged, and the pain tore her eyes.
In an instant, the feeling of being human flooded into her body, and what hurt more than her body was her heart.
He saw his grandfather's eyes filled with tears, and his tightly pursed lips moved as he murmured, "Don't be afraid, little Wood. Grandpa is here to save you."
For the first time, she discovered that her grandfather had cried that day.
Endless grievances surged in her heart, and she felt as if her soul was cut open and air was leaking out.
She called him, "Grandpa..."
*
"Hold!!!"
Seeing their savior being tortured in the distance, they felt a surge of outrage in their hearts.
"Come at us if you dare. Why are you treating Lord Lin like this?"
They really don't understand.
That’s the best Lord Lin.
Although Lady Lin would occasionally tilt her head and look at them with a smile and confusion, she didn't understand why they praised her so highly.
In the past, there was famine and people could not get enough food every day. They were always hungry and dizzy. Children from poor families could not find their own talents in their entire lives. They were buried all their lives and could not find a decent job. More importantly, they used to think that people were born unequal and they were destined to be inferior to the nobles.
It was Lord Lin who ensured they had enough to eat.
It was Lord Lin who made them realize that everyone can be placed in the right position instead of being buried for life.
It was Lord Lin who made them understand that all men are created equal is not an empty statement.
This is their God!!!
Like a torch, it illuminates the darkness and brings them light.
Why do they treat their God like this!
Their eyes were bloodshot, blood vessels were bulging, and they roared to defend her.
Their suffering is doubled for the misfortune of the Creator.
But countless broken walls and tiles fell from the sky, breaking their roars, which were as intermittent as the sounds of broken wind chimes.
The magician had no choice but to release one protective shield after another, bang bang bang, but the huge rock still made them groan.
"This scene is called the Passion of God."
The system's voice was low and deep, as if it was talking about something extremely solemn.
However, the residents of Ankang City had no time to think and could only rely on the magician to use the protective shield to hold on. There were so many broken walls and ruins that the magician fell to his knees.
It was like the sky was falling and they could only try their best to hold it up.
The protective shield was like the last safe house, but the mud and rocks were like heavy weights. The huge pressure was like a high-rise building collapsing on them, causing blood to flow from their lungs and blood foam at the corners of their mouths.
"Let go! Your magic power can't hold up like this!"
The swordsman became anxious and yelled at his companions.
His companion understood and immediately withdrew his magic power. Without the protective shield, the mud and rocks that had been pressing on the top of the shield rushed down. The swordsman roared, and the sword energy soared, knocking away the surrounding broken walls and ruins with the sword energy.
They hugged their companions tightly and protected each other's heads.
They breathed a sigh of relief when they found that the other party was safe and sound.
However, the next second, the broken walls and ruins fell down again.
"not good!"
They roared.
*
Compared with the situation inside the city, the situation on the edge of the city is not optimistic either.
"What the hell is this!"
Augustine roared, his face flushed, the veins on his neck stretched to their maximum height, and around his hands were twisted mosquitoes and flies, each with six eyes the size of flies' mung beans. Their bodies were scarlet, their eyes were also red, and wherever they went, there was a buzzing sound.
It's like a sea of red.
"Ice group attack!"
"Quick Freeze Magic!"
"Flying Mad Blade!"
“…”
Skills were released one after another, and the cold frost froze their bodies. They fell to the ground like frozen eggplants, their wings fluttered twice, and then they stopped moving.
Before anyone could breathe a sigh of relief, the wizard shouted, "Something's wrong. I didn't receive the death notification from the system!"
Everyone was shocked. Logically, the freezing ice would make the enemy's limbs instantly brittle, just like a cucumber that would break easily. But unexpectedly, this didn't work!
Does that mean that once the thaw occurs, these insects will return?
In a split second, the insect thawed, then took out its scorpion-like barbs and pierced into the human skin. The defenseless city defender almost fainted from the pain and had to wave his arms around.
The fire mage made a quick decision, gathering strength in his palms, "Flames attack the sky!"
In just half a second, they exclaimed, "They are not dead, they actually flew out of the fire again!"
Everyone was facing a formidable enemy, and they used all their sword skills, damage skills, and potion bottles. However, the more they attacked, the more frightened they became. Even if they used their swords to split the insect in half, the insect actually split into two!
What kind of regenerative structure is this, similar to that of an earthworm!
They cursed angrily and had no choice but to take out their water guns and shoot indiscriminately.
In the end, the insect's wings dissolved, it fell to the ground, trembled twice, and its limbs dissolved, and then it was over.
Everyone present was terrified, "Damn, this is too scary..."
However, before he could finish his words, the team member who had just been bitten by a mosquito fell to his knees, "It's so itchy..."
They kept scratching their necks, groaning in pain, and the blisters on their necks became bigger and bigger. Fortunately, someone was quick to catch their hands, otherwise they would have scratched their necks until they were covered with dense red marks.
But their strength was so great that they were almost like a bull trying to break free, and it took several team members to hold them down.
Augustine made a quick decision, "Quickly pour the antidote into them, and test it one by one to see if it works!"
Everyone immediately took the sobering potion and poured it directly into their companions' mouths.
The pungent and pungent taste melted in his mouth, and his companion vomited.
This is why the drug works.
Before they could breathe a sigh of relief, they heard a rumbling sound that shook the platform they were standing on three times, making it shake like a sieve, as if there was an earthquake.
"What's going on?!"
They were puzzled, but before they could finish their words, they heard the movement observer in the watchtower report, "Enemy attack in the southwest corner!"
They were startled and looked up. On the ground, a large number of beetles seemed to be wearing bright mail, rushing towards them.
Like the horizon of the sky, like the rolling of the sea, as magnificent as the balloon of heat waves, with rolling waves and reflective shells, revealing its extraordinary glossy texture in the sun.
"Oh shit……"
Their scalps tingled.
Although the thing looked only as big as a fingernail from a distance, it was like a swarm of ants, clinging to each other and climbing, crowded and cramped. At a glance, the original color of the earth was submerged, leaving only the vast black.
I want to die! I want to die!
wrong……
The outer city is guarded by the Western Team, so doesn't that mean...
Augustine, overcome with grief, cried out, "Fire! Form ranks!"
Despite the immense grief in his heart, he had to cheer up.
A group of ants, a group of...
Their group nature is both their advantage and their disadvantage.
Just light one and the rest will light up.
As long as there are nutrients in the body that can be burned, they can do so. This is what Master Lin taught them.
"Revenge for the West!"
A warrior lifted the banner and held it high above his head, and all the others were moved, and one after another raised their torches and fire bows.
The flames of revenge burned fiercely in their hearts.
Until they heard a clear and painful groan coming from mid-air.
That was the voice of the Lord.
With a hint of youthfulness and childishness.
Their gazes froze for a moment, looking back at the screen facing the sky.
A thin and weak body crawled out of the mud. She was covered in mud and looked like a dirty child. She was so thin that no one would think of taking a second look at her on the street. They could only tell from her bright and gentle eyes that it was their lord.
To be precise, it seems that he is a lord who is about eleven or twelve years old.
They were stunned.
Suddenly, their lord said, "Don't attack with fire, flood with water!"
They were stunned for a moment, and when they turned around, they saw that the beetles had huddled together in the place where they had just used fire attack, shrinking into a huge ball and rolling forward.
The scorching red flames burned their shells, giving off a burnt smell.
The outer beetles are sacrificing themselves for the group!
The pupils of everyone present trembled.
The beetle rushed out of the sea of fire and attacked them.
*
Outside Ankang City.
A kettle was handed over. Marissa looked up and found that it was her daughter who handed her the water. She squatted on the yellow earth, took a deep puff of dry tobacco, shook her head, and did not drink a sip.
From the moment the countdown ended, the transparent protective shield of Ankang City suddenly expanded by twenty miles and turned brown.
This completely blinded them to what was happening inside.
What's worse is that the system connection was completely cut off and blocked.
"mean!"
Marissa gritted her teeth.
Nicole sneered, "I'm afraid the system had this day in mind when setting up the protective shield. It deliberately prevents us from seeing the inner city's situation and making us afraid to go in."
Duke Ross of the North remained noncommittal: "At least it proves that Ankang City is safe for the time being."
"Why?"
"If it's extremely dangerous, wouldn't it be more deterrent if we could see it?"
Nicole and Ross looked at each other, their chins resting on their hands as they pondered. After a while, Nicole looked at Marissa, who was frowning constantly, and asked, "Mom, what are you thinking about?"
Marissa hesitated and said, "I'm thinking, this world doesn't seem real."
"What?"
Everyone present looked at her in unison.
She said slowly, "Our past experience has shown that beast tides and other natural disasters occur in a certain pattern. For example, beast tides are caused by the over-reproduction of wild beasts and their invasion of territory, and summer is caused by its inherently high temperatures. However, the occurrence of this ultimate natural disaster is very strange, as if it appeared out of thin air."
Nicole looked at her in surprise: "You mean..."
Before he could finish his words, he heard the system slowly prompt:
"Ankang City, death toll: 1, system officially activated."
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