Oh My God! Earthlings are Insane!

With the restoration of the spar communication tower.

The wireless communication channels that had just been interrupted were reconnected one after another.

On the tactical communicators carried by the low-level transcendents, a mess of orange alerts and red alerts were projected one after another.

The sudden torrential rain disrupted the human race.

The entire mining area has become a water town of Zeguo.

Besides here, there are many other places that urgently need the rescue of supernatural beings.

A distress signal is an order.

Seeing the red stream of information pouring down like a waterfall, even though the wounds of these low-level transcendental beings were still bleeding, their hands and feet were still shaking, and groups of veins as thick as earthworms were still twitching violently under their skin.

They still gritted their teeth, supported each other, and stood up again.

"It's not time to rest yet!"

"Come on, hold on!"

"It's nothing! Compared with the earthquake and flood that Dragon City encountered just now, the torrential rain in front of us is nothing at all!"

Amidst the cheers and cheers of the low-level transcendents, Meng Chao inserted his hands deeply into the mud.

The magnetic field of his life spewed out along his fingertips, like the roots of a mandala tree, it grew wantonly in the ground, instantly spread to a very far place, and he felt a faint but ominous vibration.

It was as if a gigantic ferocious beast had awakened, yawning lazily, combing its hair, and wiping its minions.

Meng Chao squinted his eyes, and turned his gaze to the place where "the beast wakes up", the direction where the mudslide was sweeping away. .

At the end of the line of sight is a long and narrow chasm.

It is also the place with the lowest terrain within a radius of tens of miles.

The torrential rain and the flood of the breached banks naturally converged from all directions towards the rift valley.

Meng Chao remembered that when he was looking down from the sky just now, he saw that the rift valley was full of dots of lights, as if he had built seven or eight spar mines in one go, deploying a large number of super mining ships and heavy-duty trains. Workers, all deep in the rift valley, work day and night.

If the flood is really raging in the Rift Valley.

The consequences must be ten times more serious than the collapse of the spar communication tower.

"The flood peak must be prevented from attacking the rift valley!"

Meng Chao's eyes flashed brightly.

However, before leaving, he had to give these low-level transcendents a "gift".

Meng Chao took a deep breath, and the "field" exclusive to the powerful in the divine realm expanded to the extreme.

The incomparably thick and warm spiritual energy poured into the ground like a trickle, and poured into the bodies of every low-level transcendent along the soles of their feet.

In an instant, the low-level transcendents all stared wide-eyed.

Most of them were born in poverty, without a strong background and profound knowledge, and it is even more impossible for them to taste the taste of being carefully treated and fully amplified by a strong man in the divine realm.

I just felt warm currents, as if they had life, flowing slowly through my limbs and myriad meridians, dispelling the biting chill brought by the heavy rain.

The cells that have shrunk due to excessive burning of mitochondria are refilled by this warm current, becoming crystal clear, plump and elastic like ripe fruits.

The wounds that had been soaked white in the sewage also healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Even the bones that were white all over just now have grown a layer of tough skin, which is enough to resist the invasion of germs.

Even when this warm current poured into their hearts, the hearts that were exhausted and beating weaker and weaker due to overdrawing their lives rekindled a blazing flame, making them all seem to be filled with the highest quality fuel , can once again arouse the power to fight against heaven and earth!

"hiss!"

"This is?"

"So comfortable!"

"What's going on here? Could it be that the magnetic field resonance of our life has inadvertently awakened the spiritual veins hidden deep in the ground?"

The low-level transcendents were both surprised and delighted.

Especially the disabled veteran who was missing his right calf.

He was overjoyed to find that not only the wounds that exploded all over his body when he shook the spar communication tower hard just now, all healed without medicine.

Even the old injury on the right knee, which would break out every rainy day, seemed to be laced with a panacea carefully refined by heaven, material and earth treasures.

The wound was crisp and numb, and the bone marrow was growing inside like a bud, making it indescribably comfortable.

"Little brother, you, do you feel it too?"

The disabled veteran turned his head, wanting to ask his comrades who fought side by side with him just now, whether he also felt this warm current of infinite vitality and hope.

But he was extremely surprised to find that the little brother who had just joined hands with him, his muddy face was still a little green, but his waist was as straight as his own, had disappeared.

...

Fifteen kilometers west of Jingshi Communication Tower.

Continuously exploding lightning illuminated the entire world.

It also illuminates the big river that stretches its teeth and claws in the torrential rain, constantly expanding, as if it can't wait to break out of the cage.

That is the largest tributary of the Hunu River after it rushed out of the Monster Mountain Range.

Because mining, spar smelting and metal casting all need to consume a lot of fresh water.

The location of the entire mining area and the planned heavy industrial area is sandwiched between the tributaries of the Hunu River and the narrow and long rift valley.

A large number of factories and accommodation areas under construction are lined up along the tributary of Hunuchuan.

Although in the planning, the problem of flooding was also taken into account, and dams and water conservancy facilities were built along the river.

But in order to excavate a large number of spars as soon as possible, let investors see the great benefits that can be brought by marching beyond the monster mountains.

Whether Huanyu Group or Qingtian Group, or the other super companies that are making great strides.

All the most important human and material resources have been invested in the almost crazy construction of the spar mine itself, while the exploration and transformation of the surrounding environment have been postponed and ignored.

Perhaps, with the continuous integration of Dragon City and other worlds, the memory of the great earthquake and flood has long been thrown out of the sky.

People are full of luck and naively believe that as the fog gradually dissipates, the thoroughfare facing the entire alien world has appeared before their eyes, and no power can stop their steps.

Even if a brand new enemy does appear—whether it is a natural disaster or a native of another world, they will be defeated cleanly by them.

Just like the monster civilization that was defeated by them not long ago.

Sudden rainstorms and floods are not hesitant to deal a blow to human beings with unprecedented self-confidence.

Facing the increasingly violent tributaries of the Hunu River, the mining area protected by crumbling dams is simply an undefended city.

Once the flood really breaks the embankment, the entire mining area may be wiped out.

Seeing Hong Feng rolling in.

Humans have indeed inspired astonishing courage.

Meng Chao saw that at the weakest and most dangerous part of the embankment, there were crowds of people everywhere, and there were crowds everywhere.

Regardless of low-level transcendents or ordinary people, regardless of miners or construction workers, regardless of drivers or civil servants sitting in the office, they all rushed up against the coming flood peak without fear of death.

They are like ants big enough to carry six times their body weight.

Carrying bags, baskets, and boxes of sand and gravel on their shoulders, hands, and heads, they are built behind the crumbling embankment.

Sometimes, before the sand and gravel are in place, terrible gaps will be cracked on the dam, and high-pressure water arrows like sharp knives will shoot out of the cracks.

They puffed out their chests, as if they were blocking the eyes, and used their flesh and blood to block the crack until the gravel was sent to the front line.

Many people's shoulders, hands and feet were ground to a bloody mess, and white bones could be seen.

Others were savagely bombarded in the chest by high-pressure water jets, vomiting blood profusely.

Some people even trudged through the mud carrying sand and stones several times their own weight. As they walked, they staggered and fell to the ground, and the sand and stones hit him like a giant hammer.

But those who fell to the ground often didn't even have time to groan, so they gritted their teeth, stood up inch by inch, straightened their backs again, and took a step forward.

And here is not the most dangerous battlefield.

Ahead of them, the Hunu River's tributaries were narrowest and where the roar of the flood was most intense.

Dozens of heavy-duty transport vehicles loaded with sand and gravel lined up in a long line, heading towards the tributary of Hunu River with a murderous aura, and directly slammed into it.

The whistle screamed, the engine roared, and the tires with a diameter of more than three meters firmly bit the bumpy and muddy ground. Accompanied by thick smoke, the speed reached the limit, making these vehicles with a maximum load of about 500 tons, but at this moment they were fully loaded. The giant iron and steel beast that shot more than seven or eight hundred tons of sand and gravel exploded at lightning speed.

Until it was less than ten or twenty meters away from the river bank.

The driver just jumped out of the cab.

Dangerously jumped into the mud on the bank of the river.

As for the 700-800-ton giant steel beast, it fell straight into the tributary of the Hunu River, stirring up turbulent waves, and slightly changing the flow speed and direction of the river.

It can be seen that the drivers of these heavy-duty transport vehicles are trying to use hundreds of thousands of tons of gravel to divert the tributary of Hunuchuan, so that the flood peak can avoid the most densely populated mining areas.

Such a dangerous operation is like driving a car with your head up, dancing on the blade.

The dams on both sides of the river have long been eroded by acid rain and flooded again and again, and have become brittle, and even the bottom has been hollowed out.

It is difficult for the driver to judge the safe escape distance.

It seems that there are still 20 to 30 meters away from the river bank, but when an overloaded heavy transport vehicle drives up, it will often collapse without warning.

Even those who can drive this steel behemoth are low-level transcendents with mechanical and driving talents.

If there is a little carelessness, people and cars, and nearly a thousand tons of sand and gravel will also be thrown into the turbulent river together, and will be swept away without a trace by the violent flood.

But even the driver in front has encountered the danger of narrow escape more than once.

The heavy-duty transport vehicle following behind still did not hesitate and even accelerated, rushing towards the raging wave's bloody mouth!