Apocalyptic Forecast

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Traveling with Russell cannot be said to be a boring thing.

Excluding the old man's constant work and his own bad taste, he should be a very good travel companion. Empathetic, personable, and acquainted with sights and allusions. Even if it's just small talk, occasionally there will be thought-provoking words and philosophies.

If someone who doesn't know his bad nature, the first moment he sees him, he will definitely think he is an amiable old gentleman?

Regrettably, the times have changed, and the meaning of "gentleman" is no longer as full of praise as it used to be.

Russell is the same.

But just as Huai Shi drove through the tunnel, the corner of her eye noticed the change beside her. The old man who was lying down in his chair and swiping his phone turned over, and the style of painting changed instantly.

From the original handsome old man to a furry white bear, glasses on the bridge of his nose, a bear's paw holding a mobile phone, and a huge cigar in the corner of his mouth, lit up, and smoke rises.

It looks like a polar bear that escaped from the zoo, extremely happy and comfortable.

I don't know what I'm doing.

Regarding Russell’s moths, Huai Shi has been surprised.

He didn't know how many times he had seen similar animal incarnations.

As far as he knows, as far as the biological lineage summarized in the present situation, from land to ocean to sky, there is no animal that Russell can't change, and not only the appearance has changed, but the inner structure can also change.

Even the lord of the crowd can simulate perfectly.

What's more outrageous is that different people can have completely different images when they look at it. People can't help but think of Woodman's bad forcing, but one is the change of people and the other is the change of beasts. I really don't know who these two people copied.

It can only be said that he deserves to be the top powerhouse of the Heavenly Kingdom pedigree, the veteran Tier 5 of Twilight Road.

If it hadn’t been for the vice-principal to tell him, he would never have imagined that Russell’s stigmata was the caretaker of the World Tree, the guardian of the spring, and the legendary wisdom giant Mimir of the Chinese Nasra tribe.

Now it seems that from him, he can get a glimpse of Mimir's demeanor.

No wonder the mythological Riodin chopped Mimir's head behind him.

This can’t really be said that Odin has a violent temper. When replaced by someone else, there is a riddler at home who paddles and fishes all day and points to him every day. I am afraid that no one can help but want to chop his head.

Facing Russell's abrupt demon at this moment, Huai Shi glanced calmly, without any fluctuations in her heart, just asking: "Why don't you behave anymore?"

"This is called human design, you don't understand."

Russell happily took a selfie with his camera. The bear's paw actually put on a V, and he looked naive: "Things are rare and expensive, and we must always be innovative.

Besides, there are too many similar people recently, which makes me very embarrassed. I have to be careful even when I speak. I think every sentence is well thought out... What if I accidentally plagiarize?

If you say that plagiarism is fine, if it makes people think that I am not creative, wouldn’t it be shameful to copy to this level? "

"What the **** are you talking about!"

Huai Shi couldn't help but roll her eyes.

"It's a long story, anyway, you can be an old man and be bitter--"

He paused, then suddenly patted his head, and excitedly proposed: "If we don't turn around, let's reorganize the ivory tower and turn it into a company. I don't need to call the principal. Isn't it more prestigious and domineering to call the president?"

"Enough for you!"

Huai Shi didn't bother to pay attention to him, I don't know what kind of style he was smoking: "Can't you do some business if you have time? Can you sleep without doing business? Don't disturb the driver."

"No, I want it."

The white bear on the co-pilot put away his mobile phone, yawned, and suddenly asked: "Speaking of which, you should know about the battle of the worlds, right?"

Huai Shi was stunned for a moment, a little unresponsive.

Fortunately, there are no cars on the highway now, otherwise it would be bad if you hit someone.

"Why do you say this suddenly?"

He asked: "I've heard about it many times. It should be a fight with **** in the real world, right?"

"Well, there is no problem with this understanding, although it is a bit shallow. I'll talk to you in detail."

Russell seemed to finally recall his responsibilities as a teacher. With two bears holding their arms and legs folded, he planned to take advantage of the boring time on the road to make up for the students.

Unfortunately, it is not the harmless high numbers and English that make up, but the more dangerous and hideous secrets.

"You should have seen the model of the world that the Astronomy Society did? It's from the basic textbook for Astronomy."

"You mean that thing that looks like an iceberg in the sea?"

Huai Shi patted his head and remembered.

The model is rather delicate, and it simply and straightforwardly shows the relationship between the current border and hell.

It is like an iceberg suspended in the sea. The iceberg is the present situation. Under the sea surface, the part of ice in contact with the sea and the suspended ice around it is the border, and the endless dark ocean is the existence of hell.

"Huh? Has it changed to a new version? Our model at that time was still an island. Forget it, it doesn't matter. Although the nature is not accurate, the relative relationship is almost like this."

Russell lifted his bear paw and drew it on the foggy glass: "In a nutshell, the present situation is where we live, the border is the defense line and the dam transformed by the fallen debris, **** is a wilderness of death... The relationship between these three is correct, no matter how you understand it, it doesn't matter.

It’s just like what scholars call the increase in entropy and the conservation of miracles that alchemists firmly believe in. Although the world has many chaos and ambiguities, only death is fixed and cannot be avoided, whether it is a human being. , God, or this world... It's just that the life span of the world is much longer than you can imagine.

Let me think about it, the last time the doomsday clock mechanism calculated... half a million years? "

"It sounds a bit far away." Huai Shi said.

"When a person is just born, who can understand death?"

Russell said indifferently, "The dead world sinks and sinks into hell, and a new world sprouts from the remains. This may be the cycle of the world... Of course there will be all sorts of messy things in between. , Maybe in many years, everyone can still meet in hell, but this has nothing to do with our topic.

So, let's get back to the subject-the so-called battle of the worlds is a small episode in this cycle. "

"There are many reasons for this. It may be because of the changes in the current situation, or it may be because of some laws from hell. The final result is the appearance of a phenomenon like the'sea tide'."

"Rising tide?" Huai Shi puzzled.

"Depth has changed, Huai Shi, according to Harper’s observations, such a'tide' will occur every few young people in the abyss, big or small, you can't observe it when you are young, and When it gets older, most of the coordinates of **** will start to float...

The ocean current is coming, Huai Shi, after the seasons change, storms and waves are about to come.

If left alone, the current situation will be submerged by the tide under the impetus of the storm—it is different now. Without the gods as barriers, only the Astronomical Society and the major pedigrees will work together to deploy defenses.

Innumerable hells will slowly rise from the abyss. Due to the gravitational force emanating from the real world, collisions with each other will produce sparks called wars and plant the seeds of death. "

"This is the so-called battle of the worlds."

Russell rested his chin and stared at the drops of water falling from the glass, wisps and wisps, cutting everything he had drew into pieces.

Everything was hidden in the remnants of water and fog.

"The war is about to begin, Huaishi, **** and hell, **** and the border, the chaotic battle between **** and the real world... not just a war with hell, but a hell-like war."

He chuckled softly: "If you want to make a difference, nothing is more appropriate than this time."

The first thing that appeared in Huai Shi's mind was the alert to the elements of destruction and the rulers, but immediately after that, he was shocked again and looked back to his side.

This is the hidden danger I need to worry about most!

Russell, you said you can't martial arts!

In shock, he could hardly control his tone of voice: "Didn't you say that this time you go out and do nothing!"

"Don't worry, don't mess up... It's just that I want to see old friends who have been away for a long time before that."

The white bear in the co-pilot blew a whistle, looked at his side meaningfully, and told him: "By the way, let old friends see you too."

Huai Shi suddenly wanted to jump off the car.

"Relax and don't stress."

Russell squinted his eyes and patted his shoulder with a thick soft pad: "You are just an excuse~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Look, it's like your Dongxia children study well, and you will pull it out every Chinese New Year. Show the same to the uncles and aunts, sing a song, dance a dance, recite Latin, perform a talent show...

Don't be shy, and don't be afraid. It's not up to you whether your uncles and aunts are happy. No one cares if you perform well.

But no matter what, Dad loves you. "

"roll!"

Huai Shi glared at him, this old **** still takes advantage of him.

He pondered for a moment, and finally cleared his thoughts, and finally came across: "Do you want to take this opportunity and use me as a signboard to reconnect the remnants of the former ideal country?"

"You are not a sign yet, Huai Shi, it is very early."

Russell was amused. "Besides, it's just a classmate meeting. How can you say it as if you are trying to rebel? A group of seven, eighty, old men and old ladies organizing a sunset red sorority will not break the law?"

Huai Shi did not speak.

Drive silently.

Just opened the car window, lit the cigarette, and took two puffs.

He wants to jump off the car.

But everything is too late.

The saddest thing in the world is this.

From the beginning, he shouldn't believe that Russell, the bastard's gourd, would contain any good medicine!

This old thing actually wants to rebuild the heavenly pedigree during the battle of the worlds...

In the silence, no one spoke.

Only the gentle melody on the radio was floating in the cold air, accompanied by the old man's vague humming, the jazz tunes flew out the window and dissipated in the wind along with the smoke.

Only snowflakes fluttered from the sky and slowly fell.

The outline of the city emerged in the distance.

Their first stop, Nara, is here.