In November, the Mohe River is full of snowflakes.

The earth and the sky are plain white, and the coniferous forest that stands proudly in the winter snow is also wrapped in white flying feathers.

Mountains and rivers are the same color as the sky.

On the way to the outpost in Arctic Village, an old diesel transport truck made a hoarse noise, and the trembling body and the black smoke that spewed out made this snow-white road without a trace of all things less monotonous.

The middle-aged man in a green military coat and a mink hat that covered his ears sat in the car, spitting out puffs of white mist from his mouth, controlling the dying car and stopping it from skidding.

At this temperature, even diesel fuel can freeze, so you have to go back quickly.

After a special simple wooden fence, which is piled up with a dilapidated old large motor, which was used by the power plant of the Japanese puppet army, was washed here by a flash flood, and the original site is no longer known, behind the site of the power plant, is a dense coniferous forest, this coniferous forest is a privately owned forest garden, so it is strictly forbidden to cut down, and even entry is not allowed.

Therefore, no one has ever been to the hillside behind this coniferous forest.

Shrinking his neck, the middle-aged man wanted to be as warm as possible, and his hand loosened the steering wheel of the car and retracted into the sleeve.

At this moment, a fierce noise sounded, with a gust of wind that swept the ground, and the middle-aged man was startled and hurriedly looked up.

Above him, a transport helicopter flew low over the woods.

"Damn, why are you doing it when you fly a plane, I'm shocked." Rolling his eyes and scolding, the middle-aged man drove the car, raised his foot and stepped on the accelerator.

Four wheels were imprinted on the ground, and with the sound of "sudden", the car gradually drove away.

The helicopter skimmed over the woods, over the ridges of the mountains, and came to a standstill at the bottom of a valley before slowly descending.

Halfway down the helicopter, the plain white valley floor suddenly split, like an automatic door parting halfway to the sides, revealing a bottomless abyss, but the abyss was clearly not a naturally formed cliff, as evidenced by the four walls that shone with a cold light, and the red flashing lights placed every ten meters or so on the walls.

It is a man-made construction.

A large amount of snow fell from the mouth of the abyss, and the helicopter also maintained a vertical posture and descended, slowly entering the abyssal passage.

The sturdy metal roof door closed slowly, slamming together as it closed with a loud thud, and the snow on the surrounding mountains rolled down to the steel that had already been revealed.

Everything was silent again, and under the perfect cover of snow, nothing seemed to have happened in the area.

"Click."

The crisp sound of leather boots on solid ground made a sharp noise, and a man wrapped in a thick coat stepped out of the helicopter and shook off his hand, which had become a little stiff from the cold.

"Alas...... Here you go again. ”

A helpless sigh sounded, and the man in the overcoat paused for a moment and raised his head.

In front of him was a middle-aged man in a suit who looked to be in his fifties, and the wrinkles on his face were full of the vicissitudes of time.

"Are you here to apply again, Annanberg."

The man in the overcoat raised his head and laughed out loud.

"Otherwise, what am I going to do all the way to our headquarters in Ternano? I don't know who chose this hellish place, I can feel cold here. Annanberg tugged at his coat with his hand, "I said Lonas, you can't let your people keep this place warm?" Are you also a deputy minister? ”

"The central air conditioner has been turned on to the maximum temperature within the allowable range, are you planning to let all of our samples rot?" Lonnas glared at Annanberg, sighed, turned around and said, "Let's go, the minister is waiting for you, he wants to hear what you have to say this time." ”

Annanberg laughed and followed in the footsteps of Lonas.

Passing through the long steel corridor, Annanberg and Lonas stepped into a psychedelic space.

Stepping on the characteristic tempered glass material under his feet, Annanberg was now standing in a transparent fully enclosed passage, all around which were connected to each other by such passages, opening up the co-formation areas on both sides, and under the glass passage, there was a bottomless abyss.

The Tirnano Branch, one of the eight branches of the World Spiritual Master Organization, is located in Mohe, Heilongjiang City, Jilin Province, China, the main branch in the East, the Spiritual Master Organization established such a huge underground building, the purpose is to study the inheritance of the gods and ghosts, and to find a way to fundamentally eliminate these two existences that pose a great threat to human beings, so there are also quite a lot of academic elites gathered here, from history, biology, genetics and other aspects of research, trying to seek the ability called science and technology that human beings have spent thousands of years to acquire, It can help them make up for the lack of spiritual magic.

The reason why the Tirnano branch was chosen in this place is because it is the closest Chinese town to the Siberian plateau, and they also exist here as a frontline area in the event of a certain birth.

Basement - 12 floors, minister's office.

The large office is surrounded by a single translucent glass wall, with only a desk, a computer, a telephone, and a blue flag embroidered with a round-headed sword and a spiked shield.

John, the gray-haired minister, sat at his desk, frowning at a document in his hand, and after a moment, sighed and threw it on the table.

"What do you think?" Sitting across from John, Annanberg asked, leaning one hand on the table.

Frowning and pursing his lips, John was silent for a moment and said, "It's like a fly falling into a bowl of Italian cream mushroom soup." ”

"Sir, I'm not asking you about your dietary hobbies."

"I know, I know very well." John spread his palms, "Do you know that?" Today is my birthday of the bad old man, my dear daughter and son sent me a birthday present from Italy, it is a pen and my daughter's hand-drawn painting, I haven't had time to immerse myself in this family fun for five minutes, the technical department told me that this time the research on the bottom sample is in vain, I am sighing, a letter reporting your fake public money and letting go of the blood clan has arrived on my desk, I haven't had time to tell you this question, you just let me, take your new one, An inexplicable student rated 'S'? Do you think that I, the minister, can sit on this leather chair every day and pose with a face that can be used to take pictures? ”

Listening to the chatter of the old man who was over half a hundred years old in front of him, Annanbo grinned and said, "Ah...... Then I wish you a happy birthday. ”

"Oh, thanks, but sorry that doesn't make up for any of the above."

With his hands propped up on the table, John lay in front of Annanbo, his blue pupils seemed to be able to penetrate people's hearts, staring at him: "That letter aside, I can deal with the matter of the Soul Killer and deal with it, but Annanbo, can you know how many times you have done this kind of thing?" The first few times, you asked for your students to be rated 'A' at most, and none of them passed, and now you actually ask me for 'S'? Do you think I'm setting up a stall at this table? Even if it's really a stall, you have to pay! ”

Quietly listening to his boss in front of him after saying everything, Annanbo sighed: "Minister, you have always believed in my vision. ”

"That was before you coached! Your current student, the highest level of stigmata in your hands is only 'B', even if I give you face and let them get a high evaluation, what do you think others think? ”

"Liang Xiao is different from them."

"That's what you say every time! Are you a repeater? Exhaling, John pushed his hands back into his seat.

"I'm still the same sentence, get the corresponding stigma, you can serve the public to some extent, you can have any title you want." Looking at the silent Annanbo, John said lightly, "I don't have high requirements, I can take down the same super A-level stigmata as you." ”

Annanbo kept his hands on his lips and was silent for a long time.

"Okay."

John nodded and smiled as the telephone on the desk rang.

"This is John." Answering the phone, John said straight to the point, frowning and listening to the voice from the microphone, his face changed suddenly.

"Understood, I'll come right over."

Hanging up, John looked up at Annanberg: "Let's go, follow me to see what's going on." ”

"Is something wrong?" Annanberg frowned, John usually didn't bother him with his work, unless there was really something important.

Standing up, John straightened out the black suit on his body and turned his head to look at Annanbo: "Do you remember, twelve years ago, the eighteen-member council group of the upper level of the spirit master organization issued a bill, let us stop any direct interference with gods and ghosts, and turn to a conservative posture, do you know why?" ”

"Isn't the reason that after Ragnarok, we won, and those gods and ghosts have entered a dormant period to recharge their energy in order to ensure victory in the next war?"

"It's true to recharge your batteries, but our goal is no longer the gods who have opposed us for thousands of years." His face distorted slightly, John looked at Annanberg and said in a cold tone, "It's to deal with the unspeakable darkness from the unknown mystery that comes from 46.6 billion light years away from the universe that I know so much!" ”