Chapter 925
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Where there is no road, how to lead the way?
Lin Sanjiu's eyes shot out along the high iron gate until they were swallowed up by the fog in the distance, and then fell back on sparan.
"People who are not familiar with the twelve organizations often have a misunderstanding."
The blonde man standing in the back light seemed to smile at her in the dark. He raised his finger to the tall iron gate and whispered: "... Each organization occupies a place and has its own buildings, so outsiders will always think that they are like this on the surface, adjacent to each other but irrelevant."
"Isn't that so?" Lin Sanjiu looked at him askew.
The influence of the force field on him seemed to be blocked, and he could only push hard on him inch by inch; His voice was a little hurried, but it was much more stable than her just now.
"That's because they want the rest of the world to have such a misunderstanding."
Clearly not his mother tongue, spaan's low and sweet voice has a wonderful and natural rhythm, as if it can attract and disturb people's minds and drag them into the depths of smoke in that voice.
"What do you mean?"
"... do you like music?"
Lin Sanjiu was stunned: "I - I really like it."
Spaan smiled in a low voice, as if a hand suddenly grasped the human heart and gently loosened it.
"I've always been grateful for the existence of music. The notes emitted by various instruments form what seems to be several different parts, but they respond to each other, intertwine with each other, and finally resonate into wonderful music."
Lin Sanjiu couldn't figure out what this had to do with the twelve organizations and the current way out, so he could only look at him in doubt.
Spaan didn't explain, but just turned around and motioned to her - a little with his finger on the high wall like iron door, she understood.
Before taking action, she took a final look at the distance on the ground.
She will never see it again, and there is no need to worry about it attacking herself. The shop selling milk cakes may be empty for a few days and then replaced with another degenerate species. The degenerate species who took the initiative to be her guide and thought about saving money for their goals, just like countless other lives that have disappeared, ebbed from the universe. Even if it leaves any mark, it will be like footprints on the beach, which will be wiped away from the world by the wind and waves in a blink of an eye.
Not only it, Lin Sanjiu glanced at spaan, lowered his eyes and retreated two steps.
We will all usher in that day, and no one will remember our existence, our lives and joys and sorrows.
She leaned down and rushed towards the iron door; With the strength of her jump, she raised her hand, threw out a force of consciousness, hung on the edge of the iron door, and climbed to the top as soon as she rolled over.
The starlight fell into her vision like a wave that suddenly jumped on the cliff.
When on the ground, it is difficult to accurately judge how wide such a high door is; Until he turned it over, Lin Sanjiu was surprised to find that the door was wide enough to accommodate a car. She walked back and forth a few steps, stopped and looked at the distance. Standing high in midair, the long wall of the Great Wall stretches towards the night ahead, as if it could make her run along it, into the sky, into the end of the unknown world.
Sparan's shadow fell silently at her feet.
"Do you see the Arsenal in the distance?" His low, soft voice was like a wave floating in the depths of a dream. "Do you know why I want it?"
Lin Sanjiu shook his head. The lines that make up the shadow of the steel factory have no feelings, and are directly and reliably connected to each other, forming a faint and hard shadow in the distance.
"Because I have the ability to get it."
Spaan lowered his head on her shoulder, and his voice and warm breath fell on the skin of her neck. "It is one of the few things in the world that can belong to me... Although there are some twists and turns in the process of getting it, it is still mine. I sympathize with those who try to stand between me and it."
Lin Sanjiu jumped in his heart and endured no response.
Has he guessed - has he guessed why he came alone?
When she was silent, spaan sighed softly. She felt that he seemed to turn his head and look in the direction of the corpse.
"I hope you can enjoy the music played by twelve organizations tonight as I do." He whispered, "what I will show you next is that only a few people know in the doomsday world."
Before Lin Sanjiu reacted, she suddenly felt a slight shock under her feet.
It is unimaginable that such a heavy, wide and tall steel gate should be so quiet when moving - the subtle friction sound was blown by the wind and scattered into the night. Only the long iron door under my feet, under the operation of gears and hinges, opened section by section with ten meters as a unit, slowly dispersing like countless giant building blocks, scattered under the night sky.
"The blue area you see towering into the clouds," spaan's voice gently floating in the hazy light, "is woven one by one like this. For each unit, I call it 'notes'. If you find the right conductor, you can play the music you want."
Lin Sanjiu looked at everything in front of him almost dumbfounded: the huge iron doors were divided into two rows, and the ground seemed to be folded layer by layer by invisible force, rolling forward and crawling under their feet. She could see the paths, walls and courtyards in which she had just been trapped, wrapped with dark shadows in different forms, and dispersed under the night - this space seemed to suddenly come to life, and gradually reshaped a new shape in the pulsation of muscles, blood vessels and heartbeat.
In its new appearance, the "rare animal protection park" is scattered like quicksand, and the Arsenal gradually becomes from the steel silhouette in the distance to the ground - this feeling is very strange and unreasonable, but Lin Sanjiu really feels that this familiar steel city does seem to rise from the ground a little bit.
"What... What's going on?" She suspected that she was dreaming. "What about those people and monsters in the protection park?"
"There are no people who protect the park at all." He smiled intimately, "did you see anyone behind the door?"
No,
"That's right." Lin Sanjiu listened stupidly, and he continued: "After many years of cooperation, the twelve organizations... Have achieved symbiosis by taking root in each other. The twelve organizations are one, although it still retains twelve faces. The conservation park you see here is actually just another voice part woven from a part of the arsenal. In order to have a symbiotic relationship with the Arsenal, it can change its shape at any time and play different roles , the special creatures it cultivates become the defense line of the arsenal. "
"As it happens, I have a baton in my hand that can manipulate this part of the voice."
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Where there is no road, how to lead the way?
Lin Sanjiu's eyes shot out along the high iron gate until they were swallowed up by the fog in the distance, and then fell back on sparan.
"People who are not familiar with the twelve organizations often have a misunderstanding."
The blonde man standing in the back light seemed to smile at her in the dark. He raised his finger to the tall iron gate and whispered: "... Each organization occupies a place and has its own buildings, so outsiders will always think that they are like this on the surface, adjacent to each other but irrelevant."
"Isn't that so?" Lin Sanjiu looked at him askew.
The influence of the force field on him seemed to be blocked, and he could only push hard on him inch by inch; His voice was a little hurried, but it was much more stable than her just now.
"That's because they want the rest of the world to have such a misunderstanding."
Clearly not his mother tongue, spaan's low and sweet voice has a wonderful and natural rhythm, as if it can attract and disturb people's minds and drag them into the depths of smoke in that voice.
"What do you mean?"
"... do you like music?"
Lin Sanjiu was stunned: "I - I really like it."
Spaan smiled in a low voice, as if a hand suddenly grasped the human heart and gently loosened it.
"I've always been grateful for the existence of music. The notes emitted by various instruments form what seems to be several different parts, but they respond to each other, intertwine with each other, and finally resonate into wonderful music."
Lin Sanjiu couldn't figure out what this had to do with the twelve organizations and the current way out, so he could only look at him in doubt.
Spaan didn't explain, but just turned around and motioned to her - a little with his finger on the high wall like iron door, she understood.
Before taking action, she took a final look at the distance on the ground.
She will never see it again, and there is no need to worry about it attacking herself. The shop selling milk cakes may be empty for a few days and then replaced with another degenerate species. The degenerate species who took the initiative to be her guide and thought about saving money for their goals, just like countless other lives that have disappeared, ebbed from the universe. Even if it leaves any mark, it will be like footprints on the beach, which will be wiped away from the world by the wind and waves in a blink of an eye.
Not only it, Lin Sanjiu glanced at spaan, lowered his eyes and retreated two steps.
We will all usher in that day, and no one will remember our existence, our lives and joys and sorrows.
She leaned down and rushed towards the iron door; With the strength of her jump, she raised her hand, threw out a force of consciousness, hung on the edge of the iron door, and climbed to the top as soon as she rolled over.
The starlight fell into her vision like a wave that suddenly jumped on the cliff.
When on the ground, it is difficult to accurately judge how wide such a high door is; Until he turned it over, Lin Sanjiu was surprised to find that the door was wide enough to accommodate a car. She walked back and forth a few steps, stopped and looked at the distance. Standing high in midair, the long wall of the Great Wall stretches towards the night ahead, as if it could make her run along it, into the sky, into the end of the unknown world.
Sparan's shadow fell silently at her feet.
"Do you see the Arsenal in the distance?" His low, soft voice was like a wave floating in the depths of a dream. "Do you know why I want it?"
Lin Sanjiu shook his head. The lines that make up the shadow of the steel factory have no feelings, and are directly and reliably connected to each other, forming a faint and hard shadow in the distance.
"Because I have the ability to get it."
Spaan lowered his head on her shoulder, and his voice and warm breath fell on the skin of her neck. "It is one of the few things in the world that can belong to me... Although there are some twists and turns in the process of getting it, it is still mine. I sympathize with those who try to stand between me and it."
Lin Sanjiu jumped in his heart and endured no response.
Has he guessed - has he guessed why he came alone?
When she was silent, spaan sighed softly. She felt that he seemed to turn his head and look in the direction of the corpse.
"I hope you can enjoy the music played by twelve organizations tonight as I do." He whispered, "what I will show you next is that only a few people know in the doomsday world."
Before Lin Sanjiu reacted, she suddenly felt a slight shock under her feet.
It is unimaginable that such a heavy, wide and tall steel gate should be so quiet when moving - the subtle friction sound was blown by the wind and scattered into the night. Only the long iron door under my feet, under the operation of gears and hinges, opened section by section with ten meters as a unit, slowly dispersing like countless giant building blocks, scattered under the night sky.
"The blue area you see towering into the clouds," spaan's voice gently floating in the hazy light, "is woven one by one like this. For each unit, I call it 'notes'. If you find the right conductor, you can play the music you want."
Lin Sanjiu looked at everything in front of him almost dumbfounded: the huge iron doors were divided into two rows, and the ground seemed to be folded layer by layer by invisible force, rolling forward and crawling under their feet. She could see the paths, walls and courtyards in which she had just been trapped, wrapped with dark shadows in different forms, and dispersed under the night - this space seemed to suddenly come to life, and gradually reshaped a new shape in the pulsation of muscles, blood vessels and heartbeat.
In its new appearance, the "rare animal protection park" is scattered like quicksand, and the Arsenal gradually becomes from the steel silhouette in the distance to the ground - this feeling is very strange and unreasonable, but Lin Sanjiu really feels that this familiar steel city does seem to rise from the ground a little bit.
"What... What's going on?" She suspected that she was dreaming. "What about those people and monsters in the protection park?"
"There are no people who protect the park at all." He smiled intimately, "did you see anyone behind the door?"
No,
"That's right." Lin Sanjiu listened stupidly, and he continued: "After many years of cooperation, the twelve organizations... Have achieved symbiosis by taking root in each other. The twelve organizations are one, although it still retains twelve faces. The conservation park you see here is actually just another voice part woven from a part of the arsenal. In order to have a symbiotic relationship with the Arsenal, it can change its shape at any time and play different roles , the special creatures it cultivates become the defense line of the arsenal. "
"As it happens, I have a baton in my hand that can manipulate this part of the voice."
Where there is no road, how to lead the way?Lin Sanjiu's eyes shot out along the high iron gate until they were swallowed up by the fog in the distance, and then fell back on sparan."People who are not familiar with the twelve organizations often have a misunderstanding."The blonde man standing in the back light seemed to smile at her in the dark. He raised his finger to the tall iron gate and whispered: "... Each organization occupies a place and has its own buildings, so outsiders will always think that they are like this on the surface, adjacent to each other but irrelevant.""Isn't that so?" Lin Sanjiu looked at him askew.The influence of the force field on him seemed to be blocked, and he could only push hard on him inch by inch; His voice was a little hurried, but it was much more stable than her just now."That's because they want the rest of the world to have such a misunderstanding."Clearly not his mother tongue, spaan's low and sweet voice has a wonderful and natural rhythm, as if it can attract and disturb people's minds and drag them into the depths of smoke in that voice."What do you mean?""... do you like music?"Lin Sanjiu was stunned: "I - I really like it."Spaan smiled in a low voice, as if a hand suddenly grasped the human heart and gently loosened it."I've always been grateful for the existence of music. The notes emitted by various instruments form what seems to be several different parts, but they respond to each other, intertwine with each other, and finally resonate into wonderful music."Lin Sanjiu couldn't figure out what this had to do with the twelve organizations and the current way out, so he could only look at him in doubt.Spaan didn't explain, but just turned around and motioned to her - a little with his finger on the high wall like iron door, she understood.Before taking action, she took a final look at the distance on the ground.She will never see it again, and there is no need to worry about it attacking herself. The shop selling milk cakes may be empty for a few days and then replaced with another degenerate species. The degenerate species who took the initiative to be her guide and thought about saving money for their goals, just like countless other lives that have disappeared, ebbed from the universe. Even if it leaves any mark, it will be like footprints on the beach, which will be wiped away from the world by the wind and waves in a blink of an eye.Not only it, Lin Sanjiu glanced at spaan, lowered his eyes and retreated two steps.We will all usher in that day, and no one will remember our existence, our lives and joys and sorrows.She leaned down and rushed towards the iron door; With the strength of her jump, she raised her hand, threw out a force of consciousness, hung on the edge of the iron door, and climbed to the top as soon as she rolled over.The starlight fell into her vision like a wave that suddenly jumped on the cliff.When on the ground, it is difficult to accurately judge how wide such a high door is; Until he turned it over, Lin Sanjiu was surprised to find that the door was wide enough to accommodate a car. She walked back and forth a few steps, stopped and looked at the distance. Standing high in midair, the long wall of the Great Wall stretches towards the night ahead, as if it could make her run along it, into the sky, into the end of the unknown world.Sparan's shadow fell silently at her feet."Do you see the Arsenal in the distance?" His low, soft voice was like a wave floating in the depths of a dream. "Do you know why I want it?"Lin Sanjiu shook his head. The lines that make up the shadow of the steel factory have no feelings, and are directly and reliably connected to each other, forming a faint and hard shadow in the distance."Because I have the ability to get it."Spaan lowered his head on her shoulder, and his voice and warm breath fell on the skin of her neck. "It is one of the few things in the world that can belong to me... Although there are some twists and turns in the process of getting it, it is still mine. I sympathize with those who try to stand between me and it."Lin Sanjiu jumped in his heart and endured no response.Has he guessed - has he guessed why he came alone?When she was silent, spaan sighed softly. She felt that he seemed to turn his head and look in the direction of the corpse."I hope you can enjoy the music played by twelve organizations tonight as I do." He whispered, "what I will show you next is that only a few people know in the doomsday world."Before Lin Sanjiu reacted, she suddenly felt a slight shock under her feet.It is unimaginable that such a heavy, wide and tall steel gate should be so quiet when moving - the subtle friction sound was blown by the wind and scattered into the night. Only the long iron door under my feet, under the operation of gears and hinges, opened section by section with ten meters as a unit, slowly dispersing like countless giant building blocks, scattered under the night sky."The blue area you see towering into the clouds," spaan's voice gently floating in the hazy light, "is woven one by one like this. For each unit, I call it 'notes'. If you find the right conductor, you can play the music you want."Lin Sanjiu looked at everything in front of him almost dumbfounded: the huge iron doors were divided into two rows, and the ground seemed to be folded layer by layer by invisible force, rolling forward and crawling under their feet. She could see the paths, walls and courtyards in which she had just been trapped, wrapped with dark shadows in different forms, and dispersed under the night - this space seemed to suddenly come to life, and gradually reshaped a new shape in the pulsation of muscles, blood vessels and heartbeat.In its new appearance, the "rare animal protection park" is scattered like quicksand, and the Arsenal gradually becomes from the steel silhouette in the distance to the ground - this feeling is very strange and unreasonable, but Lin Sanjiu really feels that this familiar steel city does seem to rise from the ground a little bit."What... What's going on?" She suspected that she was dreaming. "What about those people and monsters in the protection park?""There are no people who protect the park at all." He smiled intimately, "did you see anyone behind the door?"No,"That's right." Lin Sanjiu listened stupidly, and he continued: "After many years of cooperation, the twelve organizations... Have achieved symbiosis by taking root in each other. The twelve organizations are one, although it still retains twelve faces. The conservation park you see here is actually just another voice part woven from a part of the arsenal. In order to have a symbiotic relationship with the Arsenal, it can change its shape at any time and play different roles , the special creatures it cultivates become the defense line of the arsenal. ""As it happens, I have a baton in my hand that can manipulate this part of the voice."
