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Chapter 521

Words:2933Update:22/06/25 07:09:49

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In the office of the Ivory Tower.

In front of the huge TV screen, the game screen paused.

"Are we leaving?"

Russell heard the sound of the train whistle fading away. He looked back with a confused expression, "Did I forget something?"

"…"

After waiting for a long time, he remembered that his new secretary was also on the train. Now, no one reminded him.

He shook his head helplessly and looked away.

"Forget it, it doesn't matter anyway."

He picked up the controller again and sighed from the bottom of his heart, "It's all good things, all good things …"

Outside the window behind him, a gust of wind blew in and flipped open the documents on the table. A red warning letter mixed in with the documents quietly fell into the trash can.

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Obviously, this time, Huai Shi and the others didn't get to use the inner ring of the Bifrost. They could only rely on the conventional method of moving between the borders with vehicles, lowering the depth step by step, and finally preparing to enter hell.

Therefore, compared to other more convenient and faster methods, the time taken was inevitably longer.

However, the advantage of the conventional method was that safety was naturally guaranteed. There were often fixed routes between the borders. Many organizations would regularly clean up the surrounding threats to ensure that the routes were smooth.

If they were in the Asian region, they could use the undercurrent to travel faster. But after leaving the Asian region, they couldn't see the Endless Ocean.

Instead, it was replaced by an endless rain of iron falling from the sky.

Huai Shi sat by the window and could see the vast wilderness, the surging Mercury River, and the dry and cracked land outside.

It seemed like they were in the Gobi Desert.

The sky was shrouded in thick clouds. As lightning flashed across, a silver metallic light constantly appeared. And in the clouds that resembled liquid metal, sometimes without warning, there would be waves of condensed iron rain falling from the sky.

The metal material that gathered in the clouds into the size of a fist was wrapped in a roar, roaring toward the earth like a meteor shower. After leaving a burn mark, it quickly dried up and collapsed into dust, disappearing without a trace.

Occasionally, someone could be seen riding a huge motorcycle, wearing heavy protective clothing, chasing closely behind the clouds. He waited for the iron rain to descend. Before the metal completely disintegrated, he skillfully used tools to extract the small cores from the metal and put them into a jar.

However, the number of shining cores was usually very small, and most of the time, nothing was found.

Occasionally, when the iron rain hit the armor of their protective suits, dazzling sparks and loud noises would burst out.

In the distance, under the gloomy sky, there was a huge and ferocious silhouette that looked like a spider slowly walking across the horizon. It was like a moving mountain range, chasing after the path of the iron rain and collecting resources.

Seeing this scene, Huai Shi knew that they had entered the territory of the Russian Federation.

These were all phenomena caused when a large amount of matter in Hell rose with the tide of the Abyss and condensed at the border. Many large alchemy workshops would purchase these cores that had yet to dissipate and extract many common materials from them.

It was equivalent to scavenging.

In the Russian Federation, there were many border and outposts that relied on similar industries to earn profits. After all, it fell from the sky, and it would be a waste not to pick it up.

"That model … It's Petrograd. It's still in service?"

Andrea raised her eyes and looked at the mountain-like spider-shaped creation in the distance. She suddenly felt a little emotional. "When I just graduated from university, I interned on it … At that time, Anton was already the second mate of Petrograd. I met him there."

"You're from the Russian Federation?" Huai Shi was curious.

Andrea stroked her slightly wine-red hair and raised her eyebrows happily. "I can only tell you part of it, right? My grandmother and ex-husband were, but I moved to America in my father's generation.

In high school, many little bitches saw that I was thin and small and wanted to play with me. I could only use the excellent tradition of the Russian Federation to communicate with them … To be honest, it's so interesting now that I think about it. "

"Sorry for the disrespect."

Huai Shi cupped his hands. He didn't expect the big sister in front of him to have the blood of a bear. No wonder she didn't blush when she drank two pounds of wine at dinner a few days ago. She even wrote a sonnet on the spot.

He didn't expect her to have so much martial virtue in her bones.

"Come on." Andrea glanced at him, found a more comfortable sofa in the teacher's box, lay down, and took out her mobile phone to play games.

Her voice was not small.

In the corner, Martin looked up and saw Andrea. He didn't say anything and silently took out earplugs from his pocket.

He ignored it very much.

Huai Shi originally thought that she would take out a big book like Martin. He didn't expect her to be so fashionable and keep up with the times.

"Where are we going next?" He asked casually.

"The next stop is the Trinity Monastery. After refueling there, we will borrow the road from Huocheng-Fire City in the Middle East and make the final supply at the Abyss Outpost in America. Finally, we will go directly into deep stealth and go to hell. It will be very fast, but the previous journey is more troublesome. There is no way, the place is remote. "

After Huai Shi nodded, he slept for a while. When he woke up, it was time for dinner.

Everyone took turns to the dining car for dinner.

The materials in the dining car were quite rich, the chef's cooking was OK, and there was even a hot pot to order. Looking at the group of students eating hot pot and singing songs, Huai Shi felt a little numb in his scalp.

"Won't something happen if you do this?"

"It's OK. We're not children anymore. Will we be scalded by hot pot?" Andrea waved her hand without minding.

"No, I mean, isn't the atmosphere a little too cheerful?"

Huai Shi sighed.

Even if everyone was very serious when they just got on the bus, after all, they were just a group of students and their nature was exposed.

Relaxed is relaxed, happy is happy, as long as they don't slack off, it's all right.

Anyway, what greeted them when they arrived at the place was cruel education. Before that … It's not bad to eat hot pot and sing songs and go to hell happily.

Then Andrea dispelled the conjecture in his heart.

The female professor said, "I started it …"

"All right."

Huai Shi shook his head, lamented the depravity of the ivory tower, and then raised his hand to ask for a pot of tripe.

He saw it on the menu.

The train itself also has the task of transporting materials and water for the hell branch. There are a lot of things. The disadvantage is that if you want to eat something special, you have to make it yourself.

But no one dares to let the hell cooking demon cook for them. Huai Shi can only give up bitterly. He is alone with his tripe, his hands and feet are cold and his breath is cold.

In the last few hours of rest after dinner, the students seized the time to play games or send messages on the WIFI. After passing Huocheng-Fire City, these electronic products will be collected.

First, there is no signal at all after arriving in hell. Second, unless it is a professional model and has been processed by alchemy, it is still unknown whether these things are useful after leaving the scene. Sometimes there is even a hidden danger of explosion, so they are simply collected.

Taking advantage of this time, Huai Shi took Yuan Yuan and Lin Shijiu to distribute everyone's identity cards, and then each group was assigned a special model of short-medium range walkie-talkie.

It is worth mentioning that little Shijiu seems to have become a 'good friend' of many people. Whether men or women, everyone likes this seemingly harmless and enthusiastic young man very much, and they are also curious about what is in the birdcage covered with a layer of black cloth in his hand.

Yuan Yuan, who is really safe and harmless, is even more awe-inspiring.

Because of her dignified and serious temperament, few people dare to come over and talk to her. She doesn't seem to be interested in chatting. After finishing her work, she returned to her position, put on her headphones, and calmly cared for her weapon.

With her movements, the Mountain Lord giant sword made a low sound from time to time, and the chill spread.

Huai Shi stood beside her and watched for a while. Without saying anything, he turned and left. Since they are all prepared, there is no need to waste his saliva.

It's better to go back to sleep.

Teachers are treated well in this way. They have a sleeper and don't have to lie in a chair.

In the faint noise of talking outside, Huai Shi gradually fell asleep.

The train galloped all the way, and after crossing a long distance, it gradually approached hell. When the endless wilderness disappeared at the end of the line of sight, it was replaced by the eternal burning fire under the steel track.

When Huocheng-Fire City was about to arrive, Huai Shi opened his eyes.

He saw the figure standing at the head of his bed.

"You're really alert."

Andrea chuckled softly: "I thought you would suddenly pull out your sword and stab me."

"That's overvigilance."

Huai Shi shook his head and got up from the bed: "What's the matter?"

"I'll sleep for a while in the second half of the night."

Andrea said, "Martin is still a child. I'm not at ease, so I'll leave the vigil task to you."

After a pause, her expression became serious: "In order to protect the safety of the train, you can do it at will. Don't worry about it."

"Are you so sure about me?"

"If you had just pulled out your sword, I wouldn't have been so relieved." Andrea said, "Is there any other problem?"

Huai Shi asked straightforwardly, "Do you think there will be an attack on the road?"

"Maybe."

After thinking about it, Andrea decided to tell Huai Shi the bottom line first: "We said this time it's support, but in fact, it should be an emergency … There's something wrong with the Twilight Village."

"Hmm?"

Huai Shi frowned. Her words were too vague.

"The specific level of confidentiality there is relatively high. The only ones who know the inside story are probably the headmaster and a few others." Andrea thought for a moment and told him, "As far as I know, after the report for help was sent, when the teaching and research office was considering the manpower, in addition to me, they thought of you first — the possibility of doing it will not be too low."

Huai Shi couldn't help but shake his head: "On the bright side, maybe someone wants to hear the cello play?"

"It's also possible that they want to have a good meal." Andrea laughed, "The teaching and research office should have said so earlier, so that we could have brought a dining car."

Jokes aside, Andrea sincerely admired Huai Shi's carelessness.

He was indeed the Double Flower Red Stick of the Asian Astronomical Association, the future chief hatchet man. Who knows, maybe she would kill him while she was cooking with the cello?

Huai Shi was obviously one level lower than her, but now when he took over this job, Andrea's heart suddenly felt relaxed.

She inexplicably felt relieved.

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At the beginning of the month, Bai Ze said that my monthly votes were very poor and punished me to kneel on the keyboard for an afternoon. Good brother, good sister, can you help me?

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