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With the destruction of the spaceship church, and those so-called religious leaders completely collapsed in the vast space after receiving the last message from the "Paradise", the progress of the lower part of "The Wandering Earth" has reached an hour and forty minutes !

For such a feature film called "Bladder Terminator", it is a miracle that no one left the scene or even got up to go to the toilet.

And now, the movie, which has a total duration of two hours, has ushered in the final part;

With the destruction of the spaceship sect, the collapse of religious beliefs and the collective escape into space of the human elites who manipulated the congregation, the vigorous anti-"Wandering Earth Project" movement was also destroyed.

However, the severe problems faced by mankind have not disappeared with the destruction of the Spaceship Church—after this chaos, there is not much time left for the separation of the earth and the moon, which is already stretched.

However, this resistance against the Wandering Earth Project and the unveiling of the true face of the Spaceship Church brought an unprecedented unity of human will.

Lianhe International finally deserves its name.

All the countries in the world finally let go of their hostility and prejudice. After expressing their sincerity and exiling all the spaceship sects who attacked the planetary engines from participating countries to Australia, the United International really focused all its energy on launching the Wandering Earth Project.

In view of the existing dungeons and the number of humans, a grim fact is placed in front of everyone;

For a population of 7 billion in the world, there are less than 20,000 dungeons in total, and it is obvious that they will be in a state of overload.

Especially because of the war, many dungeon projects that were originally in progress have been suspended.

Restarting the dungeon rush construction project and ensuring supplies before the separation of the earth and the moon have become the most difficult problems in the world.

Countless labor force was imported into the Planetary Engine and Dungeon Engineering Department, and started rushing to build those unfinished dungeons. Countless supplies and supplies for the living expenses of hundreds of thousands of people were gathered and began to be delivered to the interior of the underground city.

At the same time, the lunar propulsion base also ushered in repair materials after being attacked by EMP.

In cities, roads, and even the outer walls of planetary engines, the countdown to separation that can be seen everywhere in the entire human society begins to start.

In front of the Beijing-Tongzhou Planetary Engine Dungeon.

Standing at the entrance of the dungeon, looking up at the majestic wall with his hands behind his back, and the slogan "Materials first, personnel later, orderly, enter in batches" just put on it, I didn't close my eyes for several days and nights The chief turned around.

Behind him was a huge "Only ten days left" banner, which was pulled up by the staff with a cable.

The next moment, a huge "nine" suddenly unfolded.

"Is time and space enough?"

Facing his question, the officer on the side pursed his lips.

"We have given up all unnecessary material allocation. In order to make room for the masses as much as possible, we have given up almost everything we were proud of - even the cultural relics in the Palace Museum. For entering the underground city The residents of the city have also made a rule that they are not allowed to carry more than five kilograms of luggage. If everyone obeys the rules, theoretically, we have enough time and space. It’s just.”

Having said that, the official looked at the long line of people who had already lined up in front of the dungeon, and the items they carried with them.

"The situation still looks dire."

Seeing a rag doll in the hands of a little girl standing at the front of the queue, the chief squatted down and stroked an unknown wild flower beside the road, sighing deeply.

"Notify all evacuation units that the regulations must be strictly implemented, and party members should take the lead. Make room for human survival as much as possible, and ensure that everyone enters the dungeon before the deadline for the separation of the earth and the moon."

"Yes! I know the chief."

Seeing his subordinates nodding their heads, the old man stood up and looked at the looming crescent moon in the sky.

"How's the progress of the moon base?"

"Reporting chief, according to the latest news, the repair of the lunar propulsion engine has entered the final stage. All the personnel of the lunar base are doing the final repair work."

Hearing this news, the old man nodded deeply.

"Is the plan for withdrawing personnel still undecided?"

"The moon base is still in a paralyzed state. All the launch vehicles are used to deliver engine accessories. The transit space station has completely de-orbited and floated into space. Chief"

Listening to the report of the director of the space agency, the old man frowned, and his tone became agitated.

"Then at least the communication is restored?!"

"There is no transit space station, earth-moon communication"

Before he could finish speaking, the old man scolded his mother very rarely.

"Those more than a thousand people are working hard day and night for the survival of the entire human race! We can't bring them back, and we can't explain to their families, right? I don't care what method you use, when the evacuation starts Transfer the family members of these people to the dungeon first! Restore the normal communication between Earth and Moon as soon as possible, at least let them see that their families have been resettled!"

"The first point is guaranteed to be completed! The second point, we will do our best."

"It's not doing your best, it's an order!"

After sternly yelling, the old man's cheeks twitched, and he cast his eyes on the sky, the city, the fields, and the people in front of him.

"All of us, we have lost enough. We can't...lose this last thought."

"Yes! Guaranteed to complete the task!"

At this point in the plot, the audience in the movie theater were all red-eyed again.

Amidst the tears of the people, the picture on the big screen has shifted to Lijia Village.

Unlike the chaos and busyness in the city, this cramped village seems to have been disconnected from the entire human civilization - if it weren't for the loudspeakers in the village repeatedly playing the evacuation broadcast, it proved that this place is still a radiation place for policies.

"Uncle Gen, look, there are people here in this capital! Don't be stubborn, pack up and go with them!"

Beside a rice field where grass sprouts have grown again after a wildfire.

Li Laogen squatted silently on the ridge of the field, licking the dry tobacco in his hand one mouthful at a time.

Beside him, there are a few travel-worn officials with the national emblem pinned to the collar of their suits, and the village party secretary with a bitter face.

In the face of everyone's persuasion, Li Laogen pressed the cigarette pot that was about to burn out with his calloused fingers.

"I know what you mean. My son can't come back. The government feels indebted and wants to arrange for my old bone to go there in advance, right?"

"Uncle Gen."

Listening to Li Laogen explaining everyone's intentions, the expressions of several officials became complicated.

In the silence of the crowd, Li Laogen stared at the eyes that had been blind for many years, as if he could still see, and scanned the field in front of him with his gray eyes.

"My baby is good, but things shouldn't be like this. I'm sixty-nine this year, and I'm just one step away from living to my seventies! It's a handful of old bones that have been planted all my life. I can't grow old, so I have to borrow the light my baby fought for with my life .”

"Uncle Gen, you may have misunderstood. This is not a question of borrowing light, it is the government's respect for heroes."

"Isn't that still a baby?"

Li Laogen chuckled, his face was unusually calm.

"This light, even if I borrow it, I can't borrow it from an old man who is useless and can only eat idle food! If you really have the heart, take away the dolls in the village. It is also a child of Genji, and it is not in vain. Once."

"Uncle Gen,"

"That's it."

Putting the cigarette bag and pot in his hand into his waist, Li Laogen staggered up from the field ridge with the support of the people around him, leaning on a walking stick.

"My old man can't carry it with his hands, and can't carry it on his shoulder. When we get there, what can I do in the dungeon? Hey! Are there any wheat fields in your dungeon?"

"ah?"

Everyone was stunned by Uncle Gen's sudden question.

"Yes! Yes, yes, yes!"

"Yes! Yes, there are planting areas! One water of ultraviolet cultivation, the output of one dungeon, is enough to feed 200,000 people for a year!"

Hearing that, a happy smile appeared on Li Laogen's face.

"Well, where there is land, there is hope. Where there is hope, there is a future!"

With those gray eyes, Li Laogen "patrols" his field like an old lion.

The breeze dried the sweat on his face, and there seemed to be a faint fragrance of grass in the air.

Facing the breeze, Li Laogen waved the crutch in his hand.

"Take the dolls, let's go, let's go! The old man has lived here all his life, so he won't move his nest!"

Seeing Li Laogen's resolute appearance, the person in charge who came to greet him this time pursed his lips and nodded to the group of attendants behind him.

"Go ahead and take all the children in the village."

After giving an order, he took out a communicator with a strange shape from his pocket and handed it to Li Laogen.

After helping him set up the voice function, he led the crowd to bow deeply and walked out of the wheat field.

In the orange sky, the sun has begun to set.

Beside the vast field, a figure with a cane stood on a high field ridge, looking towards the east of the village.

There, generations of ancestors of Lijia Village are buried.

There, for some, is called home.

A little further away, a group of dolls in school uniforms knelt down on the side of the road.

Beside them was a group of admiring officials.

The place they are going to is on the west side of the village.

There, it will accommodate the population of 750,000 in the surrounding cities and counties.

There, for these 750,000 people, it is called hope.