The sea breeze is getting colder and colder, and the passengers who had just watched the excitement gradually dispersed.

Everything was as if nothing had happened, and it was calm again.

"This is war. Lin Sheng exhaled a long breath, his heart depressed.

He's strong, and Kadullah is strong, but so what? Celine wasn't just a day's cold.

Celine herself is rotten to the roots, and even if there is no invasion by foreign troops, sooner or later it will completely collapse and revolt one after another.

Hundreds of millions of people across the country will be caught in the same situation.

A rotten tree cannot regenerate new shoots and branches until it collapses completely and turns into rotten fertilizer.

When he returned to the cabin, he ran into the girl in the purple and black fishtail dress again, and she had obviously seen the same scene just now. At this time, his expression was a little dumbfounded.

"Why didn't they save people?" the girl suddenly asked as Lin Sheng passed by her.

"Because it has nothing to do with them. Lin Sheng replied lightly, and walked to his room again.

The night is getting darker.

Lin Sheng carefully sensed the situation in Huaisha City in the room.

The three dungeon soldiers left behind had long since lost their senses, apparently too far away, beyond the limits of his control.

At this time, he could only vaguely feel a little general direction, knowing which direction he was summoning monsters.

This distance cannot be grasped by yourself. However, you can roughly make a measuring stick by measuring it slowly.

Daddy Lin Nian went to the bathroom to smoke a cigarette, and when he came out, he looked silent, sitting on a chair without saying a word.

Lin Sheng didn't speak for a while.

The father and son sat silently, one on the bed and the other on a chair.

More than ten minutes passed unconsciously.

"Shenshen, tell me the truth, have you joined the revival party?" Lin Nian suddenly said in a loud voice.

"Baath Party?" Lin Sheng was a little surprised.

"Your mother and I are not stupid, you often go out early and return late, even during the holidays, you are so busy that your feet do not touch the ground. On several occasions we came across Baath flyers on the road. Lin Nian said in a low voice.

"Nope. Lin Sheng shook his head, "I'm not from the Baath Party. ”

He didn't want to hide it from his parents for long, after all, he was a person who lived next to him, and even if he concealed it, there would be problems sooner or later.

"What about you"

"I just joined a place dedicated to martial arts some time ago, and I spend time exercising every day. Lin Sheng told the truth. "Don't worry Dad, everything will be fine. ”

Lin Nian was silent and didn't speak.

At night.

Lin Sheng was still cultivating his holy power in the dungeon stone hall, and there was no new dream transformation.

Early the next morning, the cruise ship arrived at a nearby port to prepare for resupply.

The port is one of Celine's most frontier seaports, called Francisco.

In the Celine language, it means eternal pearl.

After passing this port, it is time to leave Celine's border and enter the high seas.

When I arrived at the port, it was past nine o'clock in the morning.

The Silverstone of the Seas is one of the largest large ships in the port of Francisco.

The port manpower seems to have been understaffed by the recent strike, and the supply time has become a little longer.

When Lin Sheng went on deck, he happened to see a demonstration on the port wharf.

At least thousands of Celine people were densely holding billboards, holding megaphones, and shouting slogans loudly. Step by step on the streets.

Then a large number of military police arrived in time and quickly suppressed the procession with rubber bullets and water cannons.

The procession was dispersed, and the crowd was crowded with rage, killing and wounding many people.

Lin Sheng was standing next to the boat, this time it was not just him, Lin Nian and Gu Wanqiu, as well as Lin Xiao, all saw this scene on the side of the boat.

The rest of the few Celine people on the ship also saw this scene, and their faces showed dazed and complicated expressions.

Those military police are all the repressive force in Celine's official face. He is already very experienced in repression and dispersal of marches.

The mess was quickly cleaned up, and there was no trace left on the dock except for a little dirty.

Lin Sheng didn't say anything from beginning to end. Just quietly watching.

At this time, Celine needs a massive hemorrhage to completely eradicate everything that originally began. These are the inevitable pains that will be experienced during the period of change. No one can avoid it.

By the time the resupply was completed, it was already evening.

The Ocean Silverstone set sail again, heading in the direction of the West Wheel Country.

For the next few days, there were no other chores. Everything was uneventful, and they arrived at the port of Essia in the West Wheel Country safely.

And what is a little strange is that Lin Sheng's dream realm is still maintained in the state of the stone hall.

Lin Sheng sensed from the depths of his soul that it seemed that without a stable environment and state, there was no way to carry out dream changes.

After arriving at the port, Lin Sheng's family got off the boat, took large bags of luggage, and took the car to the Shumington Eagle Deer Private College arranged by Chen Minjia.

The college is located in the city of Shumington, in the middle of the West Wheel, which is an art city with a bit of history.

It has the largest number of private universities in the whole of the West, which are mainly biased towards the art category. Such as painting, such as music, such as dance, musical instruments, etc.

Because of the company's partnership, Chen Minjia sponsored Eagle Deer Private College, so as to obtain a fixed number of recommended students every year.

Because of the special treatment of capitalists, Lin Xiao and Lin Sheng both got special quota channels, so that they could directly enter the college.

Lin Xiaojin is a sophomore, and Lin Sheng is a freshman.

Lin Nian and his wife were near the college, and after inspecting it, they planned to open a small shop by themselves.

Xilun, like Celine, is a Celine language system. In addition to the regional dialects, Celine can also be understood here.

There is no big barrier to communication.

Lin Sheng and Lin Xiao went to the academy to report together.

Eagle Deer Academy mainly trains students in dance and musical instruments. Most of the rest of the majors are making up for it.

Its overall score is 39th in the entire Shumington. It belongs to the downstream level.

In desperation, Lin Xiao chose a major in engraving, which was a little interesting to her in the college.

Lin Sheng chose the business administration of the golden oil.

The family rented a house as soon as possible, and life settled down temporarily.

Anyway, Lin Sheng still has millions of remaining funds in his hands, and there are millions of Xilun coins here, which is enough to worry about food and clothing in a short period of time.

The only thing to worry about is how to rationalize the money without affecting your parents.

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Redion, the city of Heilan.

"Dead????! people are dead"

In a private house.

An old man dressed in a silver flaky ornament slammed his face on the table and stood up suddenly.

"A powerful evil eroder at the apex of the three wings!Died without a sound in a place like Celine?And with the four wings of the military under the light!!Are you kidding me!?"

The old man's face turned red, and the evil energy beside him boiled and rolled slightly, condensing into fine green gravel, constantly flying up and down.

The two people standing opposite him, a man and a woman, were both dressed in formal clothes and wearing hats and long scarves, and both of them took off their hats and bowed their heads in apology.

Because they represented the Tower of Heaven, they brought back the news of the sacrifice of the old man's grandson.

"I'm sorry, my lord."

As one of the high-ranking members of the Burning Star Family in the Heavenly Tower, the old man clenched the cane in his hand at this time and stood at the table, with a look on his face as if he was going to choose someone.

"I want to believe the information specifically, which two four wings are guarding Anduin?!"

"It's the Pale Serpent and the Snow Demon Spirit. A man hastened to reply. "The first to find out that your grandson had been killed was the Pale Serpent. The lord himself was badly wounded. ”

"I don't care if she's hurt or not, I just want to know !?who is the murderer of my grandson!" the old man's eyes shone with a faint red light.

Two intelligence officers, a man and a woman, looked at each other and replied in unison.

"It's the Iron Fist Club. ”

"Iron Fist?"