Krypton Gold Upgrading the Earth

Chapter 117
After connecting the experiences in the Bird Maze, Ling Fan made a new inference:
"I'm sure, there must be other tricks, or a backhand arrangement at a critical moment."

"Because, even the ancestors would never have thought that someone could defeat a powerful monster like the resentful phoenix bat head-on, let alone a strong alien who can use the power of the race."

Clear thoughts were listed in Ling Fan's mind. The experience of the Bird Maze showed that the situation of the human race was more dangerous than he imagined.

As long as these alien species target the most potential top strength of human beings, the defeat of the human race is inevitable.

"Speaking of which, Xiaoshu and the others contributed a lot to being able to resist the Black Moon Clan."

"The Black Moon Clan said, Xiaoshu, Xiaoyun and their four contracted beasts are all 'original creatures'."

"What exactly is an 'indigenous' organism?"

"The only thing these four contracted beasts have in common is that they are all ten-star."

"However, logically speaking, the two are only related. Whether the 'original creature' refers to the ten-star contracted beast is still not completely certain."

"Sooner or later, I will know."

Temporarily unable to reach a conclusion, Ling Fan suppressed this doubt in his heart.

"And what does 'power of origin' refer to?"

"What is certain at present is that the red substance contains the power of origin, and it is also the key to the Black Moon Clan's ability to invade the Bird Maze."

"I still remember that the edge of the small piece of red original substance is very irregular, as if it was directly torn from an object."

"Could it be that each race has an item that contains the 'power of origin of the race'?"

"However, in my previous life, I have never heard any relevant information, but the Black Moon Clan said that human beings possess the strongest 'origin power'..."

Things related to the "origin" have become the most critical question in Ling Fan's mind.

"Right now, I know too little information and my strength is still very weak."

"In the future, when I reach the land of the Black Moon Clan, all mysteries will be solved."

After thinking everything through, Ling Fan emptied his mind and fell into a light sleep.

The transparent wooden conduit was still wrapped around Ling Fan's arm, absorbing his magic energy. However, Ling Fan's magic energy recovered quickly, enough to support the supply of the sycamore tree.

The six people experienced the ups and downs of exciting life in the Bird Maze, and walked back and forth on the line of life and death several times.

At this time, they could not resist the invasion of fatigue, and they all showed their magical powers and entered a state of rest.

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At 2 pm on February 11th, City of Enlightenment.

Ling Fan only remembered that today was the day when the disaster struck, but he had forgotten that February 2th this year was the most important festival of the year for the Chinese people - the Spring Festival.

Today is New Year's Eve.

The days are short in winter, and at 4 o'clock in the afternoon, the sky is already dark.

Wang Xiaoya, the doctor of the Ray Team, walked on the wide and neat streets.

On both sides of the street, simple red lanterns are decorated, and the bright light illuminates her lovely face and petite body.

Originally, the bright red lanterns could best bring out the atmosphere of the Spring Festival, but at this time, the light emitted by these lanterns is a bit bleak.

"Why do the same lanterns give people completely different feelings?"

Cute girl Wang Xiaoya, her mind is delicate and sensitive.Familiar festivals, familiar lanterns, but the world is completely different.

At this time, she couldn't help but have thousands of thoughts in her heart.

The street was deserted, and occasionally I saw someone walking towards me in a hurry.

In the houses on both sides of the street, bright light shines through, with blessing characters and couplets pasted on the doors, and occasional laughter comes from the houses.

"The city gates have been closed and martial law has been closed for nearly 20 days, and the atmosphere in the City of Enlightenment is becoming more and more tense."

"Now, everyone can relax a little bit."

Wang Xiaoya was walking alone on the deserted street, and she couldn't help thinking of a poem about the Spring Festival.

"The east wind warms the trees in Loujiang, and the smoke condenses on the three thoroughfares and nine roads.

The white horse flies through the snow like a dragon, and the calf rides through the water and wears incense.

Blowing around to blow away the smoke and dust, dazzling 10 people in beautiful clothes.

The forehead is brightly dressed, and the social songs are lingering around the gods.

Scarlet clothes and gold belt clothes are like a bucket, the front row is the long palace and the queen is the prefect.

Wusha wears new strands of Han palace flowers, and Qingnu kneels into Tusu wine.

On the lotus-picking plate is a jade building, and the singing boy and the hairy girl are both white.

There are three thousand pieces of old music in Liyuan, and thirteen tunes in Suzhou New Music.

The masked beard jumps like a tiger, and the narrow shirt and embroidered trousers beat the drum.

The golden python wears ghostly makeup, and Avalokitesvara dances with palms together in white clothes.

Viewers belong to each other like mountain brocades, whoever separates the silk from the flesh.

The fragrant wind blows laughter all the way, and the drunken jade is covered by thousands of miles of red gauze.

Qinglian shirt, lotus root and lotus, with a light makeup on the forehead.

Pick up the blue strips and praise the sisters, and throw melon seeds from the sleeves.

There is another moment of urgent management, and thousands of willows break green branches.

"

"Has the lively and bustling scene during the Spring Festival described in "Song of the Spring Festival" become a thing of the past forever?"

"'A thousand willows break through the green branches', how full of hope. Do I still have hope for the future?"

The Spring Festival was originally full of good wishes and expectations.

When the severe winter comes, people can face it with a smile, because we have relatives and close friends around us, because we can spend the winter together.

After winter, beautiful spring comes one after another. Spring will heal the scars of winter. The spring rain will nourish all things and revive them. The spring breeze will smooth away the wrinkles on the face and the wounds in the heart.

Whenever the holiday season, think twice.

At this moment when she should be a member of the family, Wang Xiaoya once again thought of her parents whose life or death was uncertain.

She thought of the Spring Festival a year ago, which was completely different from the present.

Just a year ago, in the bustling city.The streets and alleys are decorated with lights and festoons, people come and go, and it is very lively.

Everyone was laughing and cheering.Colorful fireworks bloomed in the night sky, like a hundred flowers blooming, and silver snakes danced in various poses, and the fire trees and silver flowers lit up the night sky.

Just a year ago, Wang Xiaoya's family got together and ate a sumptuous New Year's Eve dinner together, and there was constant laughter during the dinner.

After the New Year's Eve dinner, Wang Xiaoya accompanied her parents and watched the "New Year's Eve" TV series - the Spring Festival Gala. She summoned the virtual network and posted various complaints on the Internet.

In this way, the hands of time turned in a joyful atmosphere, and soon reached 12 o'clock at midnight.

On the wall of the living room, the bell in the virtual screen rang. Her father walked outside the door and lit firecrackers. Together with countless firecrackers elsewhere, they rose into the sky.

Wang Xiaoya was behind the door, watching the firecrackers soaring into the sky, and listening to the sound of the firecrackers, her heart was filled with blessings and hopes for the new year.

A year later, during the Spring Festival, Wang Xiaoya walked alone on a deserted and wide street.

This street is located in the City of Qiming.

Qiming City is located in the remote suburbs of Yongbo City.

One of the crystallizations of human civilization, the city, has been occupied by countless mutant beasts and has become the burial place of countless humans.

(End of this chapter)