The only imposing structure in the Cangqiong Base is probably the Special Operations Department building. It's a two-story small tile-roofed house, with tiles on its surface. In an era where building houses started with the production of cement, it seemed particularly challenging. Due to Ning Huai's unique physique, the ceiling of this house is five meters high.
This is not just the Special Operations Department building; it's also his home within the base. [Ning Huai's body is too large; ordinary houses can't accommodate him. Before this building was constructed, he used to sleep at the village entrance. The people in the base couldn't bear it and said they would build him a house, but Ning Huai refused, considering it a waste.]
[Later, when Ning Huai went on a mission, others secretly built one for him.] Ning Huai brought Lu Yan to his lair and raised his chin towards the others. "You guys, go out." Within the base, he always spoke decisively.
Lu Yan sat down in front of him, and there was boiling water in a ceramic cup with two jasmine flowers floating inside. This was considered high-standard hospitality within the base. "5 minutes, persuade me," Ning Huai flicked away cigarette ash. "I'm different from the others. When I took on this mission initially, I knew that after the sea mist rises, people inside can't go out. Similarly, people outside can't come in. Therefore, there is no so-called external rescue."
In the early days of the base's establishment, they outwardly proclaimed unity and waiting for rescue. It was just a belief to add a bit of survival faith to others in the faint apocalypse. The entire human race in the divine realm was abandoned.
Ning Huai looked at Lu Yan with a pair of eyes on his face, while the other two pairs seemed to have their own consciousness, looking left and right. Ning Huai's field of vision should be much broader than a normal person.
Lu Yan raised the tea cup and took a sip. "I came alone. I could reach the divine realm because I found a piece of human skin paper." Speaking, he took out the piece of human skin paper covered with pig stamp and handed it to Ning Huai.
This piece of human skin paper played a significant role in reaching the divine realm. It was thoroughly utilized waste. Several decades ago, the true god felt that the human body was too cumbersome, so a brain flower emerged from his body, leaving only a brain blossom. However, just after the successful suicide, the brain flower's mutation exceeded 100, becoming a pollutant.
After the body dried up, it was made into many sheets of human skin paper. It's hard to say whether it was the true god or the brain flower that became the pollutant.
Although the human skin paper in Lu Yan's hand had lost its vitality, and the tattoos on it were gone, it could still act as a directional guide in the sea mist due to the body's instinctive desire to find the brain.
Ning Huai's expression was unexpectedly surprised. "I didn't expect this thing to exist outside the island."
He explained, "The true god can inflate this kind of human skin paper and hide the auxiliary brain inside. This is the true god's body before turning into a pollutant. Therefore, pollution levels cannot be detected from it. However, the body blown out is not very robust, and it won't bleed... This is the experience we summarized more than twenty years ago when we were deceived by him."
Pollutants in the spiritual category are diverse and challenging to deal with. Saying this, his blade-like limb rested on Lu Yan's arm, asking, "Can I make a cut?"
[As there are human inhabitants, Ning Huai keeps the nearby pollutants clean.] So, Lu Yan replied, "Sure."
With a sharp limb, Ning Huai drew a fine bloodline on Lu Yan's wrist, and fresh red blood oozed out. After confirming the identity, Lu Yan bandaged the wound.
Ning Huai was quite surprised. "Such a small wound should be easy to heal, right?" Their bodies as Harbingers were always in excellent condition.
Lu Yan didn't want to reveal too much, so he simply replied, "I have coagulation disorders in the direction of mutation."
Ning Huai slightly lowered his gaze. "Sorry."
Lu Yan replied, "Caution is the right approach; you need to be responsible for tens of thousands of people in the base."
Ning Huai's gaze momentarily blanked; he looked young, but his deep purple eyes seemed exceptionally profound. "How many years have passed outside?"
"45 years."
"What's it like now?"
Lu Yan felt that Ning Huai's questions were somewhat familiar. Initially, in Tang Xunan's dream, Professor Qiao also asked similar questions.
Lu Yan briefly explained the situation outside, and Ning Huai's expression seemed to exhale a sigh of relief for a moment. "That's good."
Maintaining order outside was good. At least, it meant their sacrifices were not in vain.
Ning Huai choked on the smoke, abruptly covering his lips and bursting into a severe cough. What he coughed out, however, were not blood but transparent spider eggs. Yet, the small spiders inside were not active.
In the only impressive building in the Cangqiong Base, the Special Operations Department's headquarters, a two-story tiled house, stood out against the backdrop of an era when constructing a building involved starting with cement production.
Due to Ning Huai's unique physique, the ceiling of this house was five meters high. This was not just the Special Operations Department's headquarters; it was also his home within the base.
"Ning Huai's body is too large; regular houses won't accommodate him. Before this building was constructed, he used to sleep at the village entrance. The people in the base couldn't bear it and said they would build a house for him, but Ning Huai considered it a waste and refused."
"Later, when Ning Huai went on a mission, others secretly built one for him."
Ning Huai led someone to his lair, lifting his chin towards the others, "Leave."
Within the base, he was known for being decisive.
Lu Yan sat in front of him as a ceramic cup filled with boiled water floated in front of him, adorned with two jasmine flowers.
In the base, this was considered a high-standard hospitality. "You have 5 minutes to convince me," Ning Huai brushed off the cigarette ash, "I'm different from others. When I took on this mission, I knew that once the sea fog rises, people inside can't leave. Similarly, people outside can't come in. So, there's no such thing as rescue from the outside."
In the early days of the base, they proclaimed unity and awaited rescue.
This was just an attempt to instill a belief that might help people survive in the faint apocalypse.
All of humanity in this divine land were abandoned pawns.
Ning Huai looked at Lu Yan with one pair of eyes, while the other two seemed to have a will of their own, looking left and right.
Ning Huai's field of vision should be much broader than that of an average person.
Lu Yan raised the tea cup, took a sip, and said, "I came alone. I reached the divine land because I found a piece of human skin paper."
Although the human skin paper in Lu Yan's hand had lost its vitality and the tattoos were gone, it still served as a compass in the sea fog.
Ning Huai's expression showed surprise, "Didn't expect to find such a thing outside the islands."
He explained, "The true god can inflate this kind of human skin paper and hide the secondary brain inside. This is the body of the true god before it turned into a pollutant. Therefore, no contamination can be detected from it. However, the inflated body is not very sturdy, and it won't bleed... This was the experience we gained more than twenty years ago after being deceived by him."
Talking about spiritual pollutants was complicated and challenging.
Ning Huai's blade-like limb rested on Lu Yan's arm, asking, "Can I make a cut?"
Because there were human inhabitants, Ning Huai cleared the nearby pollutants.
So, Lu Yan answered, "Yes."
Ning Huai used his sharp limb to draw a fine bloodline on Lu Yan's wrist, and fresh red blood oozed out.
After confirming the identity, Lu Yan bound the wound with a bandage.
Ning Huai was surprised, "Such a small wound should heal easily, right?"
Their talents as Harbingers made their physical qualities excellent.
Lu Yan didn't want to reveal too much, so he simply replied, "I have a blood clotting disorder in the direction of my mutation."
Ning Huai lowered his eyes slightly, "Sorry."
Lu Yan responded, "Caution is the right choice; you are responsible for tens of thousands of people in the base."
Ning Huai's gaze seemed to lose focus for a moment. Despite his youthful appearance, his deep purple eyes looked profound.
"How many years have passed outside?"
"45 years."
"What is it like now?"
Lu Yan felt that these questions from Ning Huai were somewhat familiar. Professor Qiao asked similar questions in Tang Xunan's dream.
Lu Yan briefly explained the situation outside, and Ning Huai's expression showed a momentary relief.
"It's good."
Maintaining order outside was good news.
This at least meant that their sacrifices were not in vain.
Ning Huai was choked by smoke, covering his lips, and a severe cough burst out.
However, what he coughed out were not blood but transparent spider eggs, each with inactive spiderlings inside.
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