Secret: The years I served as a foreign aid for the Aurora Club

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Unexpectedly, thousands or tens of thousands of years later, the ancient mythology could be reproduced in such an incredible way. Edward couldn't help but sigh that there is nothing new under the sun.

However, the sun in this world is God. In the eyes of the omniscient and omnipotent God, there is probably nothing new in this world.

"Well, since the River of Everlasting Darkness has no objection to my proposal, I will also try to help cover it up for Him."

"Go back and tell the High Priest that although Beyonders and spiritual beings are the most efficient in digging the river, we should still let Him mobilize ordinary people who are unaware of the situation to dig the river, so that the River of Eternal Darkness can have a mystical connection with everyone in Balam. Their fate and future are already closely related to the River of Eternal Darkness, just like countless boatmen pulling the big ship on the river..."

How can there be living people in the kingdom of death?

As early as the Fourth Epoch, the Pale Disaster swept from Balam to the northern continent, and the first victims were the people of Balam.

In the sense of mysticism, the fate of this country is closely related to the god of death. The country's culture and social customs are all influenced by the god, and the god of death means the end. After the god of death returns, the world after death is promised, and then the death archon cannot reduce the mortality rate, and people yearn for death more than life. This seems twisted, but in fact it fits the fate of this country.

"They should have calculated the river course. Let me see. The starting point is in the capital. According to the southwest direction of the terrain... Very good, just treat it as opening a canal for transportation. But we must interfere with its end point. I want the river water to eventually flow into the sea."

Bansi Port is due west of Balam, which is a little off from the target location. It seems that we have to do something about the City of Disaster as well.

The "door" on the banshee was not closed, it was just roughly broken.

Edward went to Bansy for a stroll himself, and only cut off the "fingers" that had been interrogated and took them away.

Although the waterway has been blocked now, the person in charge of handling the matter at that time was only a demigod.

The demigod does not have the ability to completely close the "door" there. Even if the current God of Thunder still insists on not touching the source material, it is impossible to completely plug this gap. It is already the limit for the demigod to clean up all the people and things that have been contaminated by the City of Disaster.

Not to mention that the rumor that "the church was uprooted overnight because of a cult member" is more likely to attract some curious pirates and adventurers who like to seek death. Moreover, among the potions and Beyonder characteristics circulating on the sea, those that are good at fighting at a low sequence, such as "Hunter", "Warrior", "Sailor"... are the most popular and easiest to buy. Coupled with the aggregation of Beyonder characteristics, the City of Disaster may have secretly eaten a lot of sacrifices delivered to its door.

Oh, actually, the pollution of the City of Disaster doesn't feel very good to hold. It's like a red-hot iron ball. Not only is it uncomfortable to hold, it also randomly gives the surrounding objects some simple and crude fighting instincts. It has absolutely no merits at all.

So as soon as he got it, Edward gave up the idea of ​​making it into a souvenir or a gadget to carry with him.

Given Bansi's location, the most appropriate thing would be to cause chaos in the Rorsted Islands and the coast of Loen, causing "disaster, chaos and war" that fits the symbol of the source. This would definitely resonate with the source and further activate it in the vicinity.

Of course, if there are some "Hunter" and "Witch" extraordinary people of sufficient sequence appear nearby, they can also become catalysts.

"The God of Thunder possesses absolute authority and violence. He has already controlled both political and social order, and has a high prestige among believers and non-believers... The Feynapotes cannot cause too much trouble, and their self-perception and national identity with the Loen people will become more profound because of the contradictions between them. This is probably what He wants."

They purify each other, and you can see it at a glance.

When He, the greatest power, exists, no matter how chaotic the social order is, it will be suppressed by the absolute power of the God of Thunder. There are insufficient resources and a shortage of jobs, and the method to resolve social conflicts is also very simple... Edward vaguely remembered that in the old era, he heard young college students in the school discussing the villain of a movie named Thanos.

You see, the employment environment in Feynaporte is very good now. The country can even assign jobs to every literate person, and there is no competitive pressure in school and society. Human beings are so tenacious that even if they are full of hatred, they will still find a way to survive.

They are like weeds; they will grow on their own without any care, and the burned parts will become nutrients for the new weeds that will grow next.

"If you want this country to be in chaos, you must first make the Thunder God's condition worse."

Considering that there are so many gods who are hostile to Him and willing to oppose Him, this does not seem difficult to do.

……

In the Rorsted Archipelago, there is a small private port island belonging to the "Church of Poseidon" that the resistance believes in.

A group of workers who had just finished laying the gas pipeline were looking for a place to rest and wait for the ship sent by the "Sea God" Church to take them back to Bayam, when they saw the "half-giants" who were said to be from the northern island of Feysac carrying heavy gray-white stones and walking over, step by step.

These workers had participated in the construction of ports, churches and art galleries, and knew how heavy the gray-white stone was.

They remembered that it was very difficult for people to move similar stones with the help of logs, horses and machines, but the "half-giants" here could do it as easily as holding toys.

Such power is simply exaggerated to the extreme.

The plumbers marveled at the half-giants' strength and physique, and whispered to each other:

"I was worried that they would take our jobs... but I heard they are leaving soon."

"Leave? Where to? Do you also think they are from Feysac?"

"Of course! Apart from the people of Feysac, who else can grow so tall, and grow a whole village to that height?"

"You're right. I've long suspected that they are from Feysac. They came to Loen and hid on such a small island. They don't know much about the things around them. They look like foreign spies who came to gather intelligence..."

Derrick listened attentively to their discussion and was pleased that the rumors spread by Mr. "The Hanged Man" Alger really had a certain market, which facilitated their subsequent relocation. Then he pretended to know nothing and returned to the gathering place of the people of the East Continent with the stone materials and his people. Seeing that the outer walls and some buildings of the town had been initially built under the efforts of the Silver City Pathfinder Team, he nodded and said to his two acquaintances, Candice and Liaval:

"We're leaving soon."

"It's not just us. I've already discussed this with the Chief. This time, everyone including those from the East Continent will leave together."

The people in the City of Silver had no objections, and they all excitedly began to praise Mr. Fool.

Although they have not been here for too long, they have already fallen deeply in love with their new "hometown", the warmth under the sunshine and the tranquility under the red moon. They can't wait to let their relatives and friends experience and enjoy it.

Seeing this, Derrick subconsciously straightened his back. He controlled himself and did not let a smile appear. He said to Candice calmly:

"The Chief said that I will be in charge of this matter, and Elder Lovia also said that she can trust me. You and I will return to Silver City together and tell the Chief and the other elders of the Six-Man Council about the situation here.

"Well, Jinorde, you come too, Liaval, you are responsible for maintaining order here."

He was worried that he alone would not be able to gain the trust of the current chief, White Hillmon, and others, so he brought two more companions with him.

After explaining the relevant matters, Derrick led Candice and Jinord to a secluded place in the temporary residence of the East Continent. He lowered his head, clasped his hands, prayed to Mr. Fool, and made a wish to return to Silver City immediately.

In silence, the scene around them first became blurred, then stretched, and then stabilized and quickly became clear.

A city wall with hair-like weeds fluttering in the wind appeared before their eyes.

In just a few seconds, Derrick and his two subordinates returned to the gate of Silver City.

"...This is a miracle..." Candice rubbed her eyes with her free hand and exclaimed sincerely.

She envisioned many ways to return to Silver City, but she never thought of returning directly like this.

To her, this was a miracle bestowed by God.

Ginold shook the glass lantern in his hand and muttered without thinking:
"This is much brighter than the animal skin lantern..."

Before he finished speaking, he came to his senses and smiled a pure smile without a trace of gloom. This time, they would also be the messengers who led the residents of Silver City to leave the God-forsaken Land.

Derrick breathed a sigh of relief and said while maintaining a serious appearance:

“Now that it’s daybreak, let’s go back immediately and arrange for everyone to be ready for relocation. Although Mr. Fool didn’t give us a time limit, we can’t keep him waiting too long.”

He had heard Mr. Hanged Man talk about many things that were just one step away from success, and he didn't want Silver City to have a similar ending.

Therefore, we must hurry up and handle the following matters as soon as possible.

As they passed through the gate, the Silver City residents on guard looked at the three pathfinders curiously, and saw hope in their ruddy and glowing faces.

"Haven't Liaval and the others come back yet?" someone asked worriedly, fearing that the other members of the exploration team had died.

Derrick responded simply:

“They stayed in the outside world and built temporary camps.”

The guards did not ask any further questions, fearing that they would delay the process, and they just watched Derrick and the others head towards the Twin Towers.

Not long after, Derrick, Candice, and Genold met the elder White Hillmon and the other members of the "Six-Man Council" who stayed behind, and described the key points of their team's experiences in the outside world.

At the end of the report, they also took out pocket watches, music boxes and other exquisite mechanical creations as evidence.

I went to the market with Mr. Alger yesterday. Although it is not the largest and most prosperous one in the "City of Generosity", it is enough to make people from the East Continent shine and rush to spend money.

With a dark green symbol tattooed on his head, Weite Hillmon, who was over two and a half meters tall, looked at the other six members of the Council of Six, except Derrick, and sighed:
"What you experienced is like a dream. No, I can't even dream of such a scene."

After saying that, he said with a serious expression, "Has the dungeon to store the sealed object been built?"

"This is the first building we completed." Derrick gave a very certain answer, and then he said, "Elder, Mr. 'Fool' has issued an oracle, requiring us to hand over the sealed object 'Sea God's Scepter' that he gave us to Mr. Alger Wilson. With his help, we can quickly gain a foothold in the outside world, and he will also go to the Feysac Empire with us in the future."

"no problem."

Waite nodded slightly and immediately issued an order:

“Have everyone bring the necessary items and gather at the training ground.

"To prevent any accidents, we prayed directly to Mr. Fool and asked him to transfer us there."

At this point, Waite thought for a moment and said:

"Mr. Fool has sent down an oracle before, saying that we don't need to wait for the residents of Moon City to come. High Priest Nim, like you, will pray directly to Mr. Fool, and High Priest Nim will go back personally to lead the people of Moon City. They will reach the outside world with us."

Derrick nodded, and Waite asked another question he was curious about:

"After we leave, should we go to your temporary residence first and wait for arrangements, or go directly to the country called Feysac?"

Derrick pondered for a moment. "...Mr. Fool probably meant for us to head directly to Feysac after we meet up. But I'm not sure yet, because I heard it's snowing there now, and the weather is very cold. We might not be able to adapt to the climate there if we go there."

Snow?
Including Waite, all the people in Silver City who had not left were stunned for a moment: "What is snow? The weather is cold, how cold can it be to make the Beyonders prepare before going there?"

But in the end they still didn't ask the question. Rather than the answer, they were more looking forward to the world they were about to see with their own eyes.

There was also some anticipation in the voice of Weite Hillmon:
"Also, tell everyone that the living environment in Yuecheng is difficult, and many people have become deformed. You need to look at them with a normal eye."

Although the people of Silver City have black-faced grass as their staple food, they still eat the flesh and blood of monsters from time to time to replenish their strength. This causes deformed children to be born among them occasionally, so everyone is not unfamiliar or surprised by this phenomenon.

"Okay!" The other members of the "Six-member Council" responded without hesitation, with uncontrollable excitement on their faces.

This time, they are no longer just seeing the light, they are entering a whole new world.

……

Alan Criss sat in a glass greenhouse by the sea, and he and his wife leisurely looked out the window at the undulating sea.

In the cold winter, this is the best way to enjoy the scenery.

Velma was teasing little Will, and the child's cheerful and lively laughter dissipated much of the strange feeling in Alan's heart, but the doctor still felt an indescribable sense of strangeness when looking at the surrounding scenery.

As if he shouldn't be here, but somewhere else.

He seemed to be a little too tired recently, always dozing off in the car, carriage and anywhere. Every time he opened his eyes, Alan felt a sense of strangeness, and it took him a while to remember where he was.

This made him a little worried and he suspected that this was a precursor to Alzheimer's disease.

However, the afternoon sun was very good at this moment. While waiting for the food to be served, Alan's upper and lower eyelids could not help but become heavy. No matter how much he resisted, they stuck together like glue and took him into a dark dream.

After a few seconds, Alan opened his eyes and found himself in a room that looked like a hotel, dozing off in an easy chair. The room was heated, and heavy snow was falling outside the window. The white snow particles made a continuous slight sound on the glass.

Alan remembered that the day he arrived in Utopia, he was trapped in the city by a sudden heavy snow.

This town is located in the north and the weather is cold. In such a situation, Alan certainly didn't want to go out in the cold wind, so he chose to live in a hotel called "Iris" and rest in the warm room while enjoying the snow.

Alan glanced at the wall clock dazedly. He thought it was time for lunch, but the living room was so comfortable that he was reluctant to leave.

This hotel had some incredible facilities. Although there was no fireplace, the room was as warm as spring. He was sweating and had to take off his coat as soon as he entered the room.

He didn't remember whether he had asked the waiter about the secret of the hotel's warmth. It seemed that he had gotten the answer. It was something called "heating" or "floor heating"? Allen was very curious about what "heating" was. It was actually better than gas and gas heating. Could he also install something similar in his home? But the waiter politely refused, saying that this was a special device for cold regions, and Backlund was not that cold yet.

Alan took a newspaper and prepared to open the curtains to look at the snow scene outside.

But the outstretched hand suddenly retracted, and he felt so sleepy that he sat down directly on the easy chair, grabbed the unopened newspaper and fell asleep.

It was snowing heavily outside the window. Countless people were suspended by black lines in the streets and rooms on both sides. On the deserted street, a blurry figure wearing light-colored clothes that almost blended into the snow was walking slowly.

Seems to be looking for something.

TBC
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Allen opened his eyes, yawned, and while laughing with his wife and complaining that the sunshine made him doze off again, he turned his attention to the Dixi-style grilled fish that had just been presented.

Just as he was about to taste it, he suddenly felt a little cold, as if he had just returned from a warm place. (End of this chapter)