Dragon Hermit

Xia Yan had to admire John's ability. After staying in hell for a while, this guy actually found important information. This was something that even the residents of Wasteland City might not know. But considering that John has the ability to travel through space, it is acceptable to do this.

"There are many powerful races in the hell world, and two of them dominate. One is the devil. Of course, in other worlds, the devil has different names, and there is another race that can compete with the devil. I can't use the earth's The language translation is for you, because there is no such word, so just call them angels." John continued.

"Angel?" Xia Yan smiled, "Isn't this a kind and lawful race?"

"Of course not. Calling them angels is just to distinguish them from demons." John said, "The moral concepts of good and evil are meaningless at all. Facing powerful enemies, the only word is survival."

"I found an old man in Wasteland City who had been to other big cities, and bought information about Angel and the other big city from him," John said.

"What did you buy it for?" Xia Yan asked smoothly.

"You may not believe it." John shrugged and said with a smile, "A box of Erguotou produced in China, and two hundred pounds of beef."

"It is indeed very cheap, but for them, this is a huge wealth." Xia Yan nodded, he also understood the living conditions of some residents of Wasteland City. The wine and food John gave will definitely make everyone crazy. .

"Let's talk about angels and that big city." Xia Yan said.

"The old man said that he had seen a battle between angels and demons. According to his description, I drew the battle scene for you to see." John took out a painting and handed it to Xia Yan.

"Hey, your painting skills are very good!" Xia Yan praised. John painted an oil painting, and his level was definitely good.

"I've been learning it since I was a child." John said with emotion, as if he remembered what happened when he was a child.

The color of this painting is very heavy. The background is the dark red of the wasteland. Two demons occupy a small half of the painting. What they are fighting is a huge ship in the sky. Many circular aircraft are hovering in the sky. In the air, attack the devil.

"Holy shit, what is this, an interstellar fleet?" Xia Yan had thought about what kind of existence the so-called angel race was, but he really didn't expect that there would be such things as giant battleships and fighter planes. This style of painting is not right at all, okay? !

Although the appearance of the ship is very backward, like an ancient sailing ship, it is flying in the sky, and it looks unknown how big it is, because the ship is not finished in the painting at all.

Such a ship, even if it is made of wood, no matter how primitive and backward it looks, is undoubtedly a battleship. And no matter how you look at it, those small triangular aircraft look like fighter planes that are very suitable for fighting in space.

"You said this is a star battleship, so be it." John shrugged and said.

"What happened next? Which side won?" Xia Yan asked.

"It doesn't matter which side wins... Well, the old man said that neither side won. The battle was very short, and neither side was fatally injured. After they realized that they couldn't do anything to each other, they dispersed."

"That's it? No more details?" Xia Yan opened her mouth wide and withdrew the cheap compliment she was going to give to John.

"It's my ability to paint the dictation of an old drunkard like this, okay?" John shouted dissatisfied.

"This little information is of no use. How about you tell me how to find this angel clan? What is their attitude towards other worlds? Will they destroy the entire world like demons?" Xia Yandai sneered and asked. he.

"Uh, these..." John was suddenly speechless.

"The most useful thing about this information is that the devil may have enemies in hell. I'm just saying it's possible. Who knows if the old drunkard made it up! You'd better talk about another big city." Xia Yan said.

"Fake, this is important information that I worked so hard to get, and you actually say it's useless?" John wanted to grab Xia Yan's collar and yell at him, but luckily he resisted the urge in time.

"Another big city is 100,000 kilometers away from Wasteland City. It is located in a forest and is called Forest City..."

"Wait!" Xia Yan interrupted him and asked in surprise: "You mean the forest? Is there a forest in hell?" tqR1

"I haven't seen it with my own eyes, so I don't know if it really exists." John said dissatisfied.

"Can we get out of Wasteland City after 100,000 kilometers?" Xia Yan asked again.

"As long as the direction is right, it will be fine, but I didn't ask for the direction, and the old man couldn't draw a map." John said, "One hundred thousand kilometers is actually not that far, just two times around the earth is almost it."

"I'm going to piss you off, but two laps are enough? Just go around and watch!" Xia Yan despised him.

"I'm just telling you the news. If you want to know more, go to Wasteland City to find the old man next time... Well, forget it, you don't have to look for it!" As he said this, he actually sighed a little.

"Why don't you look for... Oh, yes, if he didn't leave the city in advance, he should be dead." Xia Yan thought of the one million people who were massacred during the Double Moon Festival, and most of them included the old drunkard.

"Did he tell you the general direction?" Xia Yan asked.

"I know this, but the positioning ability of those primitive people should be very poor. The direction they pointed may not be the direction they are striving for, and it is not surprising to go in another direction." John said.

"Leave this problem to those big countries. They will use satellites to find other big cities." Xia Yan said with a smile.

"Don't be ridiculous, you need a base to launch satellites. Neither the United States nor China can go to hell to launch carrier rockets!" John shook his head.

"I'll just help them go there." Xia Yan said with a smile, "I have an agreement with them and will open the door for them to build a base."

"It takes time to launch satellites. One satellite cannot build a satellite network." John said.

"Don't compare the development speed in peacetime with the current one. These big countries have realized the threat of demons, and they will use all means to speed up the construction of bases. Do you believe it or not, maybe more than a dozen launch vehicles will be launched together by then?" Xia Yan said.

"Okay, don't call me pessimistic. The satellite must be able to fly into orbit safely. Don't forget that the Angels have interstellar battleships," John said.

"Xiaotian, what do you think?" Xia Yan asked.

"Who are you talking to?" John was stunned and looked around. Except for a few prisoners, there was no one else.

"Talk to me." The screen of the mobile phone in John's hand lit up, and Hou Xiaotian's face appeared on the screen.

"Farke, how did you do that?" John was really shocked and almost threw the phone away.

"Xia Yan, several big countries have already made preliminary preparations for building bases, but launching satellites still requires on-site surveys and test launches after going to hell. I think they will contact you soon to talk about opening hell again. It’s about the door.” Hou Xiaotian ignored John and said to Xia Yan.