It's not illegal

Leaving aside what Du Ling and the others saw along the way, if what they saw on the edge of the Great Rift Valley at the original site of the toll station made people dare not think about it, then the tragedy they saw with their own eyes later was the real post-disaster scene.

Rolling rocks, smashed car bodies, chaotic and completely blocked road conditions, and the panic-stricken but not desperate survivors.

Communication is still blocked. It is said that the president of a certain group in a certain limousine also carries a special mobile phone directly connected to the satellite, but it is a pity that it is only a brick now.

But people are still full of confidence in the arrival of rescue.

Bad luck is bad luck, but at least one life is still there. How can the government/military/compatriots ignore us if we persist?

Over the years, the positive energy propaganda of support from all sides has shown its power. Even if you are stuck on the highway and cannot advance or retreat, people are emotionally stable. At most, a few wounded and related people are very anxious.

The supposedly larger aftershocks did not occur, and the high-speed rest area, which was basically kept intact in the previous catastrophe, became an ideal refuge—there was hot water, beds, food, and most importantly, the most basic available medical equipment.

There were not enough beds in the motel, but no one had the guts to live in the house before the earthquake subsided. People discussed salvaging supplies and used their cars to form a temporary camp in the open space of the parking lot.

When a group of people were discussing how to help each other survive, Du Ling actually hid himself and squatted aside to eavesdrop.

After all he failed to ignore the first survivors of these intellectual encounters.

Du Ling was originally worried about the signs of chaos, thinking that if someone wanted to take advantage of the chaos and make the atmosphere bad, he would secretly suppress it, but in the end he was given a healing psychological construction class.It was also because the negative memories of his previous life were so vivid that he almost forgot how the human society was a place that advocated warmth and great love.

In less than half an hour, the reintegrated team selected a few leaders, began to register their membership and health status, and arranged for those unlucky people whose cars broke down to join the cars with vacancies.Among the people in charge who are reliable when they are middle-aged, there is another magic needle: the head nurse of the surgery of a tertiary hospital who went out to visit relatives. Standing there, those young people who were muttering and disliking were as obedient as quails.

In fact, most people follow the crowd. Most of these people happened to be used to wandering around. A few experienced and responsible people stood up and took the lead. The general tone of helping each other and calmly coping must be set. Those who are delicate and hypocritical The people in the center didn't dare to jump around.

I just don’t know how long such a positive mood can last, whether it can last until these people really realize that not only this place, but the whole country and even the whole world have become a mess.

The building will fall.

Their optimism and hope are pinned on the "reasonable" development.

But the way the world works may have just died.

In the previous life, the Huaxia government really worked hard, but it was really impossible to spare so much energy to pay attention to this small predicament with no major casualties and no important roles——

To put it bluntly, the hope lies in the fact that people are alive and able to organize themselves to save themselves. Having said so much pessimistically, maybe this group of people will start from this starting point and gradually hone into a team that can truly survive in the last days?

From now on, there is nothing stronger and more reliable than yourself.

Du Ling took a final glance over there with a subtle feeling for the unpredictable fate, and turned back to his small group.

Zhang Jing greeted him with red eye circles full of concern.

"Is there anything we can do to help?" The young woman who was the last normal human being in the Ling Tian faction was very anxious, biting her lip and asked.

She thought she was too weak and soft-hearted, so she didn't join the crowd. Instead, she quietly stuffed some supplies into the car while the survivors were discussing.

In fact, according to Du Ling, the sudden change of anti-inflammatory drugs and mineral water in the trunk of the self-driving car was actually very scary, but he didn't stop the little girl from showing kindness.After the cruelty of the last days becomes clear, this "little gift" might be of great help, and by that time, no one will pursue the source of this gift.

"They have discussed it and plan to wait for the rescue at the rest station." Du Ling extracted the key points concisely, and didn't need to talk nonsense about his worries about this group of people who might sit and eat at the rest station. To say that there will be no rescue will only be regarded as crazy.

"The casualty situation is better than expected. It seems that the earthquake here is slightly lighter. Let's speed up and go over the landslide and take it to the city to have a look—maybe we can also bring the news that there is a convoy blocked here."

Although I am afraid that no one at their destination can take the time to pay attention to this news, anyway, neither Du Ling nor Xiao Li intends to tell others about the breaking of the heaven and the coming of the end, so they only follow the "just once" "Ordinary Earthquakes" should be followed by developments.

Practitioners like them are not restricted by the road conditions, so let's move on, and they can help these trapped mortals get the news out.

Sure enough, Zhang Jing accepted this logic, and also believed that this is the best solution at present, and did not propose to give more help to the team that met by chance, or protect the team with the team.

She has always been aware of current affairs, and although she is full of emotions, she never lets her emotions dictate her mind, plus she is bold and cautious—even if she does not join the Lingtian faction, she is a good candidate who can survive the initial chaos in the end times if luck is not too bad .

This is also the most important factor for Du Ling to value the most and gradually accept the existence of this nephew.

Well, it's definitely not because of Comrade Jing Jing's hidden gay matchmaker attributes.

In addition to secretly collecting materials to buy, buy, buy, and try farming, of course Du Ling also made detailed plans for the possible (inevitable) end of the world.

In his vision, as the last person in China to revise the traditional school, the Lingtian faction must take advantage of the situation and re-develop and grow stronger, but Xiao Li, the emperor of heaven, is only suitable for the incense case, and the level of strength of his big boss is not as good as Duan's. Reputation is similar to timing and failure...so there must be an executive who can come out frequently, has a reliable background and can stand the scrutiny of interested people, and can set a good example for the latecomers.

The position of general manager of Lingtian Cultivation Unlimited Group naturally belongs to Zhang Jing, the only certified human disciple of Lingtian faction.

Before counting her, the Lingtian faction was just full of forty-nine, which definitely indicates that the heavy responsibility of opening a new era will fall on her shoulders.

Du Ling shook the pot in his heart very simply.

Just after they climbed over the landslide belt, they were about to arrive in a small third-tier city. At present, no one knew what the situation was, and they were suitable for the first test before Mr. Jing's appointment.

Anyway, there was no super monster with a big tail in this area back then, which is just suitable for novices to hone.

Du Ling, who decided to entrust the hapless nephew with a heavy responsibility, and formulated the assessment content without authorization, nodded in satisfaction, and winked at Xiao Li, who had been following him gracefully as if floating.

This is to ask him to wait and see what happens with him, and try not to let the little ones play freely.

The Emperor of Heaven who shared his mind frowned slightly and nodded in agreement: Now that the Dao is broken, he and Du Ling have more important missions to complete. Although it is a bit too hasty, the next generation of the Lingtian faction must grew up.

And he has a vague feeling that neither he who has ascended once nor Du Ling who has experienced the previous life is not a person who should be robbed in the last days. It is meaningless for them to try to intervene or manipulate other people to do things. Let these people realize and grow on their own.

And what they should care about is how to break out of the situation.

From this absurd world where everything has already been designed——

What is the concept of a magnitude [-] earthquake?

It's probably that people can't stand stably, furniture is tilted here and there, bean curd residue and buildings that are too old and in disrepair are damaged... there will be some casualties.

It is a disaster, but it is not devastating. Generally, local governments can deal with it by mobilizing.

So when Du Ling and his party traveled through mountains and ridges and came to Mozhou City with difficulty, the earthquake relief work had already started in an orderly manner.

It's really too orderly - I wasted a lot of time at the convoy, and after the sun went down, the lights went all the way, and I finally found the brightly lit toll booth, and found that two teams of armed police were poking, Regardless of entering or exiting, you must check your identity card and register before passing it!

"This posture doesn't look like earthquake relief, but rather a terrorist attack?" Du Ling frowned, piercing the subtle sense of disobedience in this solemn scene.

Leaving aside those who go out of the city at this time, most of those who want to enter the city are disaster-stricken, such as suburban farmers whose houses have collapsed, or earthquake survivors who have escaped by car. He has no belongings or identity documents, and he may be in urgent need of medical treatment, so he can't afford to waste any time.

This place... um, the Mozhou City Government lost its mind?

Or did they think it was necessary to focus on public grievances in the short period of less than a day after the earthquake?

Rather than dispatching a few ambulances and a whole mobile medical team to appease the people, martial law interrogation and real-name registration are also required. This does not seem to be a simple bureaucratic brain-brained act, and there must be some reason behind it.

Does anyone in the government know that something is wrong with this earthquake?

Although a large number of monsters attacking human beings out of control like in the previous life should not happen, the disruption of communication interference around the world must not have escaped. This alone is enough for some people to be vigilant, and considering that the Demon Control Bureau and the senior officials of the Huaxia government have always had internal Cooperation, maybe there was a report on something... A lot of speculation popped up in Du Ling's mind, but it's meaningless to make random guesses at present.

These can be studied slowly after sneaking into the city. The most critical problem at the moment is that he does not have an ID card—the one of the human Du Ling is still sleeping in his old wallet, but it cannot be used. The omnipotent demon passport issued to him had been revoked long ago following the appearance of the arrest warrant.

"Cut, I'm going to waste my elixir again!" Human beings will be checked when they come in and out, but I haven't heard that wild cats and wild birds will also be checked when they come in and out. He took out a small medicine bottle, and the label read "Release Pill" carelessly.

The medicine was removed, and soon the two cat-eared boys turned back into cats again. When it was his turn, Du Ling slapped his head and remembered that today, the annoying dean had burped his fart and caught a cold. No one told him to change his soul after Lei Du's catastrophe. Is it counted as a karmic debt?

Maybe he doesn't need to go through another transformation calamity to be able to... switch forms freely!

It is better to act immediately if you are excited. In fact, Du Ling had just turned such a thought in his mind, and the aura in his meridians was already retrograde, and suddenly changed lanes to re-form the circuit that belongs to birds.

After a shock, the great white parrot came back out of the rivers and lakes.

And Du Ling already knew it in his heart. Now as long as he wants to, he can also drive the monster power in his body to change his form again, and he can be a human again anytime and anywhere.

Couldn't be more handsome! !

He looked at Xiao Li with his little doudou eyes overflowing with surprises, and flaunted his shiny white feathers impatiently: "Look, look, I'm actually an awesome big monster!"

His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven, who had predicted all this long ago, had a smile in his eyes, and reached out his hand to touch that restless little forehead.

"Don't make trouble, talk about business."

Well, anyway, being a bird is because IQ is not enough and I can't find the point.

The proud Bird Lai Crazy obediently folded its wings, shook its head in embarrassment and trimmed its back feathers, and then regained its strength after a whole set of tossing.

Taking another look at the long line at the checkpoint, exuding irritability, exhaustion and resentment, Du Ling began to assign tasks.

There are too many uncertain situations, and he finally gradually had the sense that the end of the world is coming, and changed his style of painting, and the string in his heart began to tighten gradually: "The current situation is unknown and the time is limited, we have to divide the army." Split up in three ways: First, Xiaoli and I—cough, you have the highest mastery skills, so we went to make an unannounced visit to investigate the government's background here, and see why it behaves like this; then Yagonggong and you guys Small animals that don't attract attention, walk around the city to see if there is any abnormality, especially pay attention to if there are any monsters who are insane and come out to make trouble; finally Zhang Jing—"

Bird Master’s pair of naked black bean eyes looked at the generation heir who had high hopes: “You are the only one among us who has a legal identity and has not been monitored, so you contacted the disaster relief personnel on the bright side and informed them that the big crack swallowed you. The situation at the tollbooth and the news that the convoy is stuck in the rest area are all on you!"

Zhang Jing was also taken aback by being entrusted with such an important task, but she was a heroine who dared to pursue illegal transactions alone when she was a mortal. .

"Yes!" Since Young Martial Uncle Du arranged it with confidence, she could of course answer it straightforwardly.

What's more, she herself is the only ordinary person in the Lingtian sect, so when it comes to using her extraordinary ability to help her compatriots, she is most duty-bound.

Make up your mind, just do it!

Zhang Jing straightened the backpack on her back, took a deep breath, and strode towards the crowd.

——After not walking three meters, he turned around and turned back at a faster and more decisive rhythm.

"No, Uncle Master, the toll station seventy or eighty kilometers away was swallowed by earthquake cracks, and the vehicles on the highway were all trapped by landslides and interrupted, so they had to retreat to the rest area, and then I was a...'weak woman' for a long time Time, have you come here on foot??”

Her clothes are clean and her complexion is as usual, not even a drop of fragrance and sweat. It doesn't make sense anyway, can people trust her?

From the look in Zhang Jing's eyes, Du Ling can read her heart. At this moment, she must be full of #害会为那母子关粉鲁医院呀#.

However, this is also the only way for cultivators to get in touch with mortals. For Zhang Jing's vigilance and foresight, Du Ling, who often complained that Emperor Xiao Tiandi was a victim of the ravine cult brainwashing group, nodded in relief. Point: "It's indeed suspicious, but if you can't even pass this level, how can you expect to use your ability to contribute to the world? This is the first test given to you by the organization, cough, and sect!"

Zhang Jing had a face full of 'you're still teasing me at this time', but she also knew that the little uncle in the parrot state was extremely unreasonable, and after a long time of luck, he could only tentatively ask: "... ...how about some hints?"

Nonsense making up and fooling around, little uncle, you can be easily picked up by the official wall of the Demon Control Bureau, but it is not within the ability of a sincere and sincere former white-collar worker like her!

The only thing Zhang Jing can think of at the moment is to imitate Du Ling who pretended to be the relevant department like she did in the past, but didn't have any documents to make up the number, so she jumped in front of the real state violence machine to talk nonsense. Is it courting death or courting death!

Zhang Jing felt that she was going to be bloodied, and Du Ling also had a helpless look of 'I can't even handle this, you are so disappointing', and she hated the iron but reminded: "You say you are a fairy, maybe it's okay. It almost means that being a chivalrous woman is more than enough!"

Cultivation of Immortals is a remnant of feudal superstition that has been knocked down to the ground, but the myth of martial arts masters continues to shine.

Seeing that Zhang Jing was still in a daze, he had no choice but to teach his nephew how fast, reliable and convincing he pretended to be: "Our country bans feudal superstition, but martial arts and qigong are not allowed. You can act like pulling green onions on dry land, flying eaves and climbing walls in front of those big soldiers. It's over!"

Oh~~get√

Zhang Jing suddenly realized, and suddenly knew everything, and figured out the taste.

Isn't it just to explain the supernatural ability in terms that ordinary people can accept... She understands, and she has been the No. 15 descendant of a certain hidden martial arts family since then!

The family has produced many capable people but kept a low profile. In the past, only a few outsiders had gone out for a walk, such as Zhao Moumou, the champion of the World Wushu Championships a few years ago, and Zhang Moumou, the Internet celebrity Tai Chi master.

Hey, don't talk about such a story, even she herself thinks it's much more reliable.

At this moment, Zhang Jing completed the transformation from the girl with solid eyes to the goddess stick.

And the legend of the Valkyries guarding one side in the last days will also kick off in this humble little place.

Master Bird is going to cultivate a queen of the end of the world and then become a shopkeeper... Please light a candle quietly for the silly Baitian who thought that she was at most the most beautiful volunteer.

The task of saving mankind is entrusted to real humans. Our protagonist is responsible for saving the world and producing some dog food... I originally planned to write some supporting roles for group portraits, but I have given up, just follow the main line. Outline (.