Chapter 117: The Seven Streams - Part 2

 Subsequently, the newborn divine beings had forgotten their human history.


But Li Dongcheng remembered how his father firmly held his hand when he died, telling him not to be afraid, that death was inevitable, but at least they could choose how to die.


His father was once a believer, and after his death, his bright and large white soul did not enter the Divine Realm, but resolutely ran towards the sea and eventually dispersed halfway.


Ning Huai replied, "Yes."


Moments later, the base's broadcast station announced this good news.


That night, Cangqiong Base slaughtered four pigs, two cows, and three chickens.


Ning Huai took out two bottles of well-aged liquor from his private stockpile and poured a glass for Lu Yan.


"Here, Lu Yan, I toast to you."


It could be seen that despite appearing very young, Ning Huai had indeed become a seasoned apocalyptic veteran, otherwise he wouldn't be so proficient in the culture of drinking.


Lu Yan took the glass of white liquor and took a sip, saying, "Let's keep the alcohol for disinfection. After all, you just gave birth..."


He was cut off mid-sentence as Ning Huai covered his mouth.


Beside them, Tiger was very confused, "Steel cable? What steel cable?"


Ning Huai replied, "...he says the base lacks a sturdy steel cable."


Tiger scratched his furry brain, "But why does the steel cable need disinfection?"


Ning Huai accidentally crushed the wine glass in his hand, then smiled and stuffed a freshly roasted skewer into Tiger's mouth, "Eat."


The next day, the leaders of other survivor bases rushed to Cangqiong.


Upon receiving the news from Ning Huai, those who traveled faster first surveyed the location of the Divine Realm. The Holy Pool had dried up, the True God was nowhere to be seen, and the ground was full of cracks from the battle. It seemed they had indeed experienced a fierce fight.


Being able to enter the Divine Realm was the best proof.


The dark cloud that had hung over Changjia Island for decades was gone.


All that remained was to wash away the indoctrination of the brainwashed divine beings. Although there were many of them, compared to pollutants, they were much easier to deal with.


"One year, if not, then five years, ten years. Sooner or later, they will understand how normal people should live."


The system said, "Don't be too happy yet. Although the True God has been dealt with, the sea fog here has not dissipated, and the people inside still cannot leave."


"Except for you, you won't be affected. If Ning Huai is willing, you can even take him out with you."


Anything more would be difficult.


Surrounding the sea fog of Changjia were two A-level apocalyptic beings with a mutation level exceeding 100, formed by pollutants.


The sea fog was also a pollutant, but like the tree Lu Yan saw in the Central Divine Realm, it lacked consciousness.


"Didn't the First Research Institute provide a solution back then? There should be measures to dispel the sea fog."


"There are. But the solution left behind initially... is now in the hands of Hound."


"Test Subject 9, Talent 37 - Devourer, was a top-notch deep-sea diver. He was infected by marine pollutants while diving. The direction of mutation was towards a blue whale. He can devour this sea fog, similar to the fusion of pollutants. After fusion, if he doesn't become a pollutant, perhaps he can gain new talents."


Lu Yan: "..."


Hound=01=Currently the strongest pollutant on land.


Rescuing people from 01 sounded like another Divine Realm operation.


System: "01 can't communicate now. You can try contacting 07."


Lu Yan: "Let's talk about it after we go out. This isn't my responsibility."


After a brief celebration, the major survivor bases entered post-war disposal work.


In other words: education.


Many newly-born divine beings didn't believe it was real, thinking it was all a conspiracy by the heretics. The apocalyptic beings conducting the education often encountered suicidal attacks by the divine beings.


The task of education was daunting, but Lu Yan had already decided to leave.


It had been over half a month now, and the food in Changjia was mediocre due to the lack of seasonings. He was eager to go home for a proper meal.


He asked Ning Huai, "Are you coming with me?"


After the surgery, Ning Huai's mutation level dropped to 61.4. His spiritual threshold had also dropped by nearly a thousand, but compared to before, it was insignificant.


Ning Huai took a deep drag of his cigarette, "The divine beings here are like terrorists. I'd rather stay here, just in case. Besides, you said Headquarters will find a way to make the sea fog disappear. Waiting a few more years will be the same."


Lu Yan nodded, indicating understanding.


Ning Huai wrote a lengthy mission action report and handed it to Lu Yan. This step was mainly to affirm Lu Yan's work on Changjia Island. Otherwise, there would be no evidence, and claiming the 20 million reward might be troublesome.


At the end, it was stamped with his seal. As well as the seals of other surviving Harbingers.


Although Ning Huai couldn't breathe underwater, due to his high spiritual threshold and strong combat abilities, he wouldn't be a burden underwater, but others might. Therefore, Lu Yan ultimately chose to go alone.


Before leaving, Lu Yan made a trip to the school and once again used Talent 14.


This time, Lu Yan packed into the minds of these Sea God Church believers everything related to human society and knowledge up to the college entrance examination.


They would become the first true teachers on Changjia Island.


Interestingly, after this knowledge was imparted, a few Sea God Church members automatically renounced their faith and became atheists.


Lu Yan chose a calm day to set out. Ning Huai found him a boat. Although it wasn't very useful and would eventually transform into a mermaid to return to the sea, at least it looked impressive... and he didn't have to jump into the sea in front of others, which was more aesthetically pleasing.


Ning Huai: "I hope we can execute missions together outside of Changjia in the future."


Lu Yan replied with a "okay."


As he sat in the small boat, he looked back at the shore, where a crowd of people stood, waving to him.


Some fanatical followers of the Sea God Church even wanted to jump into the water together and accompany him on his departure.


Especially Song Jingchen, this kid was a good swimmer and had swum half the distance to catch up with Lu Yan's boat.


The water here was already very deep. Lu Yan said, "Go back."


Song Jingchen's eyes were red, "Teacher, I... I will miss you."


"Thank you for letting me know that the outside world is real, not just a fabrication of heretics."


...


...


Lu Yan emerged from the sea after several days of swimming, finally leaving the range of the sea fog.


On the surface, white mist still lingered, but it no longer felt as terrifying and oppressive as before.


Lu Yan took out his phone from the waterproof bag inside his windbreaker. Turning it on, it showed only three percent battery remaining.


Changjia's power system was completely paralyzed, and recharging required dealing with direct current oneself. Although there were homemade generators in the base, there was no charging cable for Lu Yan's phone model. After all, more than forty years had passed, and although technological development had been slow due to the contamination disease, there had still been some progress.


Therefore, when the battery was running low, Lu Yan turned off his phone.


Truly a product remodeled by the Technology Department in exchange for 200 contribution points. Even though trucks exploded and the phone got soaked and dropped in the Central Divine Realm, it could still be used.


He leaned half of his body on the wooden board and dialed Tang Xunan's number.


The call was quickly answered, and Tang Xunan's voice came from the other end, "Lu Yan?"


Lu Yan looked up at the brightly shining stars in the sky and said, "Yes. My phone is almost out of battery. Come pick me up."


Tang Xunan said, "Wait for me, I'll be right there."


After completing the mission assigned by headquarters, he cashed in all 82 years of his accumulated annual leave.


Then he waited near the Divine Realm.


Waiting for his little mermaid.


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