The sandstorm assaulted their faces. Right now, no one felt that this was a simple painting, and this was indeed not the case.
A sandstorm was a more accurate description of an objective image, but the results of people perceiving the outside world were more or less different. Especially when the swirling grains of sand passed through the magnetic gate of flesh and bones to make direct contact with the outside world …. Everything before everyone's eyes became pitted and incomplete.
The Wasteland lakeside, which had just been dyed in color and was approaching reality, suddenly became riddled with holes. Moreover, it had nothing to do with the impression that people were used to …. These holes were the remnants left behind by the piercing and annihilation of the void.
This scene was really hard to describe, and it exceeded the scope of most people's experience. In comparison, the wild donkeys that stopped by the lakeside had a more straightforward end.
The change in the void covered the front of the lakeside, and this group of unlucky fellows was in this region.
Countless bloody holes were gouged into the bodies of several dozen vigorous wild donkeys in a practically unconscious state. They didn't even manage to let out a few blood-curdling screams. There were even some who continued to move forward in a daze. They approached the lakeside and lowered their heads to drink water.
And it was during this process that their flesh and blood split under the effects of the deep distortion. Their bodies collapsed, and they smashed into the water, creating a spray of blood and filthy water.
This scene happened in front of the hundred or so rich people, experts, and security personnel that were forced to board the ship.
They were really close now!
The splattered flesh and blood mixed with the strong wind and salty water to form a wave of turbid dark mist. It assaulted the faces of the people in the front row.
It was impossible to raise the screams any higher. Instead, some people fainted straight away, bringing with them tables, chairs, and cutlery. They smashed into the muddy waters of the lake.
Yes, the broken ship had basically reached the shore. The exterior of the giant ship exhibition hall had completely turned into nothingness. The natural color of the sky had replaced the glorious lights of the venue.
The distance between the central southern plateau of the Old Continent and the location of the Jade Light exceeded twelve thousand kilometers. There was a time difference of six to seven hours. It was only two or three o'clock in the afternoon here. Even though the sky was covered with dark clouds, it was still daytime.
Luo Nan's figure appeared somewhat illusory and transparent under the light of the sky. At this moment, he was in the void region filled with craters and distortions. He was also beside the bloodstained lake shore. In fact, the most accurate location was the entrance to the dark world where the sandstorm was rolling. He was in front of the demonic door that was made of flesh and bones and constructed of magnetism, electricity, and fire.
The door was still expanding, and light gradually entered. Or perhaps the original radiance seeped out from within, building a new curtain wall for Luo Nan. Moreover, it gradually deepened, possessing a clearer sense of space.
It was precisely because of these lights that they formed a spatial cross-section in their field of vision, allowing people to see that the equipment on the original booth had already been moved in, and it seemed to have been properly arranged. This was indeed the most suitable area to place the equipment, and it was a more suitable "scene" than the auction booth.
It was just that the situation was so urgent that most people wouldn't care about these details at all. All they knew was that although the "broken ship" had "reached the shore", it was still moving forward and was no longer riding the current … In fact, it had never been, not at all! Only God knew how they got here and how they would continue!
They didn't even know if they had crashed into it, or if the other side was pressing over!
All they knew was that if this continued, this group of people would crash into the terrifying sandstorm behind the gate of magnetism and light. They would end up like a herd of wild donkeys strewn with corpses, or they would become rotten flesh mixed with the ripples of water and mud.
"Stop the car! Stop the car!" Someone screamed.
"Apologies. There's a bit of an unexpected situation." Luo Nan, the driver, finally revealed his considerate side. He revealed a smile. "The degree of sealing here was barely acceptable in the past, but it's like this now. It's mostly due to the effects of the aftermath of the recent battle. But then again, isn't it more intuitive now? "
In the eyes of the participants who had already logged in, Luo Nan's incorporeal shadow had an expression that became even more blurry. It was as if he was a remote projection of an outsider.
Let's not talk about whether it was intuitive or not. This situation was far too f * cking ironic!
Clearly, Luo Nan didn't care about their thoughts. He stood in the center of the brand new "live booth" and was instead in the mood to talk. "You can think of the situation behind the door as the collision of two space-time. The laboratory is located at a certain point of the collision of space-time. The specific direction of research is naturally what kind of space-time structure is on the other side, as well as the problem of the space-time structure itself.
"What was ejected just now was a space-time fragment caused by a collision or some other reason …. It's fine as long as everyone has an impression of it. This is a very important place. I'm just asking everyone to take a look. If I were to really send you in, it would likely cause an even greater disturbance in space-time. I really can't bear to do it." Luo Nan's words made a few people relax. And at this time, the demonic gate behind Luo Nan had clearly expanded to its limits. It began to slowly retract, and the extent was quite large.
This sort of change ignited the flames of hope from the bottom of everyone's hearts. Some of the more courageous people tried to communicate, shouting loudly, "Mr. Luo. Boss Luo. We already know our wrongs. We …."
Luo Nan laughed again before this sort of sound wave could form into a large scale. His gaze wasn't cast in this direction. He didn't point at anyone. Instead, there was a subtle feeling of dislocation. He seemed to say something, but his voice was weak. Not a single person present was able to hear him clearly.
Some people became furious, not at Luo Nan, but at their utterly chaotic companions. "Boss Luo is going to speak. All of you shut your mouths!"
This was an extremely low attitude, but it was really useful in this sort of situation. A large portion of people really did shut their mouths, and then it spurred on the others. Everyone.
Within the venue …. Oh, right now they were at the edge of the saltwater lake on the plateau that was covered in blood. The group of people were as quiet as chickens.
But when everyone cast their gazes forward, cast their gazes towards the location of Luo Nan's phantom. They first saw the demonic gate close. Then the phantom that bore all of their loathing, fear, and hope disappeared without a trace under the light of the sky.
The silence continued for a few seconds. Everyone stared at Luo Nan, hoping that it was just a temporary fluctuation. But there was no change that met their expectations. There was nothing from start to finish.
Screams and curses gushed out. There were a few of them, but they were soon forcefully suppressed by the surrounding people.
On one hand, the strong winds of the Wilderness brought along the faint roars of wild beasts. On the other hand, and more importantly, there was no longer Luo Nan's shadow in front of them. The scene of the Wilderness was nearly completely restored, but there was still some sort of unnatural scene:
The chaotic magnetoelectric flames were still drifting disorderly among the remains of the Horned Demon. It seemed to be extinguished at any time, but it still existed.
Even though the flickering and extinguishing electric flames were weak, they still pulled along some sort of throbbing power. It was like a noose that pierced through the depths of everyone's inner organs and even their souls. The tighter it tightened.
The lakeside was restored to silence once more. Instead, the sounds of the wind and the roars grew louder and louder. Then finally, someone, perhaps a coward, perhaps an innocent person … … began to cry.
"Truth be told, I'm a bit embarrassed by this scene."
Luo Nan stood on the stage, still speaking in a tiresome tone. His sound waves stirred up echoes within the spacious and empty hall. "My ability is really limited. I want to bring more people over, but I can't do it. It's quite hard to go back and forth. Let's leave it at that."
Just like this, Luo Nan faced the empty venue. He extended his hand and made a grasping motion. Indeed, he didn't lift anything.
The curtain wall behind him still faithfully reflected the scenery of the lakeside on the plateau. But following the conclusion of "let's leave it at that", the scene gradually faded away in color. It returned to the style of a sand painting sketch with powder lines. Then, it was as if it was wiped away by an invisible rag until it returned to nothingness.
Following the erasing of the final traces, the real-time projection of twelve thousand kilometers away was thus interrupted. Since this was the result of Luo Nan's control of his consciousness, it was as if his mind had completely forgotten about it.
At this time, or perhaps a bit earlier, the consciousnesses of all the Extraordinaries on the Jadeite Light pierced into the venue at practically the same time. The consciousnesses wandered within the spacious hall, but they were unable to capture any additional traces of existence.
Practically everyone wanted to communicate with Luo Nan. But in the end, they had nothing to say under such special circumstances.
Abner was one of the first Extraordinaries to give up on the idea of communicating ahead of time. This was also because his phone was exploding with calls.
The real-time signal of the auction venue transmitted scenes that defied common sense to the eyes of every relevant person in the world through many secret channels. The situation had already exploded. Abner maintained his silence. Romanus was in charge of answering the calls. This lasted for less than half a minute before the true high level Archons of the real world blew up.
Abner's status was no lower than anyone else's, but this didn't mean that he could refuse to communicate while he was at the scene.
It wasn't just Abner. Even Constance, Star Shaman, Black Lion, Wang Yong, and the others, who were nearby, wouldn't be able to escape.
But even if Abner picked up the phone, what meaning would there be? What could he explain? What could he promise? What could he express? All he could do was act as a cushion in this rarely seen clamor of emotions from the high level of the entire world.
Abner had sunk in, giving Romanus a bit of an opening. But this wasn't a chance for him to catch his breath. There were many more things he needed to do right now.
He grabbed Star Shaman, who had just dealt with a round of calls. "You contact Qiu Wanshan, I'll contact An Dongsheng … No, Connie, it's better if you do it. There's also Yan City, I'll contact the Star Alliance Committee and request for the mobilization of the Air Force's rescue spacecraft. "
Because the living conditions in the highlands were too cruel, it wasn't suitable to build a super large city. Therefore, the area around that area was an uninhabited area of dozens of square kilometers.
Romanus could only expand the area further. Qiu Wanshan and An Dongsheng were Extraordinaires who guarded Ancheng and Spring City, and their influence could radiate to the highlands. Although there were no Extraordinaires in Yan City, it was closer, and there might be a nearby reinforcement team. Coupled with the rescue spacecraft from the Star Alliance Committee, this was all the rescue force that could be mobilized in a short period of time.
In any case, it was impossible to let a group of billionaires with a net worth of hundreds of billions or even trillions be wiped out in the wilderness in such a way.
Any rational Archon on Earth wouldn't allow it!
"Old Qiu, you're good at ordering people around. But are you sure that person won't cause any more trouble?" Star Shaman, who had completed his assigned task, spat a timely manner. He used his chin to tap the screen. "Mister who reverses time and space, is he done yet?"
It was just as Star Shaman said. The auction had already lost all meaning. Luo Nan spent a minute or two on the shattered and empty original booth. The curtain wall behind him had been wiped clean, and a new drawing actually appeared.
No, it couldn't be considered new. It was a small reincarnation … … Luo Nan's earliest drawing of the Pacific Ocean world map appeared once more. There were two markings representing the Jadeite Light and the highlands lakeside on it. There was also a connecting line between the two points that represented a length of twelve thousand kilometers.
Luo Nan coughed lightly. He faced the empty venue, and of course, there were still those diligent and conscientious working cameras … … Thanks to modern technology, he didn't need any live cameras. He could just make do with a rock arm.
He clearly wanted to say something, but who was he talking to?
In a few breaths of time, new markings were added to the world map. There were many more this time. Anyone who had a slight understanding of modern world geography would immediately know that the vast majority of the markings were distributed in various major cities. Some had only one, some had two or three, some had four or five. The ones with more markings were squeezed together due to the small scale.
If one were to think about the meaning behind it, it would be enough to make many people change their expressions in shock.
Abner cut off the connection to an Archon. His gaze swept across the markings. He ignored the markings that were gathered in various major cities. In the end, his gaze locked onto the ocean region far away from the cities and even the continents.
"Is Mou Zhengye in Ti City?"
"He seems to have returned to his little island."
"Ask him if he's there?"
Romanus responded. But before he could move, Abner shook his head at him. At the same time, Abner connected to the communication. "Director Mou, your vacation is too long. The location is too monotonous."
The death witch sneered in the nothingness. "What's the use of trying to show off at a time like this?"
Abner's expression didn't change. He simply communicated with Mou Zhengye before hanging up. He confirmed the authenticity of Romanus' information. "He went back at noon today. He's been watching the live broadcast."
The room entered a deathly silence once more.
Speaking of which, Luo Nan's water vapor body was becoming more and more blurry and transparent under the high light. It made people understand that the method of distorting the distance between space and time must have consumed a considerable amount of energy.
But so what? It was impossible to surpass the North Sea with Mount Tai. There was a fundamental difference.
He faced the camera and used a casual attitude to organize his words. He said, "Thank you to everyone who is still paying attention. Everyone is quite scattered. But thanks to modern technology, I can communicate with you without any hindrance. "
"There's no need to say too much under the current circumstances. But I've thought before: You guys are experts in making money from doing business. I'm more proficient in reversing space and time. The problem is that the two fields are too far apart. It's hard to avoid the fatigue of talking like chickens and ducks. So, some words need to be said in order to avoid misjudgments and to avoid playing dumb.
"Of course, it would be even better if I could find a resonance point. I think I've already found one. Everyone in the world pursues life and avoids death. I'm the same. What's different is that it's not as convenient for me to do things when everyone else does things.
"That's all."
Luo Nan bowed towards the camera. He truly completed a middle school-style speech.
Another second passed and the world map on the curtain wall was erased. Luo Nan's water vapor body was erased as well. There really was not a single person left in the venue.
The live broadcast equipment was still working cautiously. But all it faced and transmitted was emptiness. The emptiness was rapidly expanding and spreading. It was a malevolent power that was unavoidable.
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