……

Consciousness was briefly confused, a sense of direction was lost, and countless fogs seemed to pass around his body, and the whole person seemed to be floating in the air, without weight.

Then suddenly it fell down again, and finally opened its eyes violently.

In the simple, cramped, dry and cold wooden house, when Hathaway broke off the connection with the mysterious space and got out of the cultivation state, she opened her eyes and lost her mind for a moment.

Raising his right hand, the intricate pattern on the silver medal hanging from his wrist has faded, no longer flickering like breathing, and has become ordinary, as it has been in the past ten years.

"Whew." Exhaling deeply, at this moment, the Grand Imam, who had woken up from hibernation and had been wandering like a ghost for ten years, seemed to be about to pour out all the complicated emotions in his heart.

The hibernation program is over.

However, she was far less relaxed than she expected, and at this moment, she even felt a strong sense of emptiness.

It's as if some kind of force that has been supporting you for the past ten years has disappeared all at once.

Everything went as planned.

A devastating cold wave has appeared, the angels have revived, and the roundtable has reopened.

The four new successors have also shouldered a heavy mission at this moment, and have begun to issue decrees and mobilize national resources as quickly as possible, and to start the long-running plan......

After decades of successful monitoring duties, Orrod is old enough to wait for the arrival of people in a sanctuary in the Southern Continent.

The bewildered will soon be forcibly driven away, forced to rush to the next one.

Only yourself...... It's as if nothing has been done, the earliest to sleep, the last to wake up.

I slept for a while, and then I was in a trance like this, and I went through these hundred years.

I went through the whole plan, but I didn't play any practical value, and looking back, I seemed to be the most redundant one in the entire round table seat.

The only thing left is the identity and seniority of an "ancient powerhouse", and with the help of the familiarity with observing angels, he can obtain a little "superiority" from the eyes of Queen Francis and other juniors.

Yes, that's right, only a little bit...... Wretched...... Superiority.

And now, there is nothing.

There is no mission, no mission, no goal, no direction.

No one needs her, and there is no place for her in this world.

At this moment, the sense of detachment from this era, the sense of strangeness, is unprecedentedly strong.

It was so strong that this legendary transcendent a hundred years ago couldn't help but clench his arms, only to feel that this room had never been so cold.

……

After sitting for a while, Hathaway finally got up and decided to go out for a walk and find a warm place to sit.

She pulled out a thick set of cotton clothes, scarves, and hats from the suitcase under the bed, wrapped herself heavily, and stuffed her purse into her coat pocket, before pushing the door open.

Follow the only path towards the town below.

At this time, it happened to be in the afternoon, when the sun was at its strongest, but the temperature did not rise.

On the contrary, the cold wind blowing from the north became more and more bitter.

Even the white windmill on the hill spun faster than usual.

The mountain was definitely not close to the center of the town, but it was nothing for a high-ranking transcendent.

Soon, Hathaway, wearing a velvet hat, scarf, and a thick puffer jacket, appeared in the town called "Seaside".

The name "seaside" often sounds associated with heat, sandy beaches, and the sea in summer, but for this town in Winter Shire, "seaside" is just the original meaning.

There aren't many people living in towns, so even on the sunniest afternoons, the streets are sparsely populated.

In fact, compared with the densely populated southern continent, with the regulation of policies over the past few decades, the population has been lost, and many places are quite sparsely populated.

This is especially true in Wintershire.

With her hands in her pockets and a small backpack on her back, Hathaway walked slowly along the snowy road, and soon stopped in front of a coffee shop she frequented.

In the two months she has been here, she often comes here to sit, the environment is good, the boss has a good personality, there are many regulars, and there is a warmth that is different from the family.

"Ding Chang ......"

Pushing open the door of the floor-to-ceiling glass store, the wind chimes hanging at the door made a pleasant sound, and the heating in the house was very sufficient, which made people's entire cold body warm up in an instant.

In the direction of the window of the house is a long, dark brown table, with chairs on both sides, and in the corner, there are some separate tables and chairs, bookshelves, and sofas, and the sunlight shines through the glass and spills on them, making it look particularly warm.

At the moment, there are more than a dozen customers in the coffee shop, scattered among the tables and chairs.

Some were reading, some were chatting, and the most common thing was gathered around the "public television" next to the wall, drinking tea and watching a TV program.

"Hey, Miss Lena, would you like to sit down? Your favorite spot is still vacant. Seeing Hathaway push the door open, the smiling boss behind the bar greeted.

Lina ...... It's an identity she's casually faked.

"Okay, give me a hot cup of coffee, you know what I like to drink."

Hathaway said with a habitual smile, grabbing a new newspaper from the bookshelf next to her and walking to the long table.

"Hey Lena, you haven't been here in a few days." In the corner, a regular customer raised his glass, gestured to her, and said.

"No, that's just because you weren't there when Lena came." Nearby, a woman flipping through a magazine shook her head in no.

"That's a shame......"

Listening to the conversation of a few "friends" who were not very familiar, Hathaway's coldness dissipated a lot, took off her thick coat, put it aside, and asked with some nostalgia:

"Any news?"

She knew very well that soon, such a peaceful scene would no longer be there.

"What else could ...... Discuss the delay in the start of our factory? Or is it this damn weather? A chubby middle-aged man complained:

"It's the end of February, the temperature is not rising, but colder, I heard that this year has reached a record low, I'm afraid I won't be able to go out after this continues."

"Be quiet, don't disturb people reading."

"That's the kind of vibe, don't you see they're watching TV all the time? Because of this unfortunate weather, this year's football games have been cancelled......"

Amid the middle-aged man's grumbling, Hathaway looked up at the public television.

At this moment, a disaster drama is playing on it, telling the story of climate change, global cooling, and human beings struggling to survive, and there have been many stories with similar themes in recent years.

At this moment, suddenly, the TV signal was cut off, leaving only a "whoosh" noise, and two seconds later, the picture stabilized again, but switched to Aspen National News.

"What's going on? Who secretly changed the channel?"

"Nobody moved...... It seems to be a forced broadcast. ”

This unexpected change immediately attracted all the guests, and in the picture, the host sitting in front of the camera seemed to have just gotten the script, and it seemed that it was up to others to confirm it.

After receiving an affirmative answer, he faced the camera with an unbelievable look and said quickly:

"Ladies and gentlemen, this is the National News Channel, and we just received an urgent piece of news!

Just today, a few hours ago, a mysterious cyclone suddenly appeared in the polar regions, causing a super blizzard, and at this moment, it is spreading outwards at a rapid pace!

The observation station in the north, an hour ago, completely lost contact with us!

…… Attention, this is not a joke!

Yes, at this very moment, in the storm sea north of the border, there is a terrifying, suspected supernatural terrifying storm spreading!

…… According to the news from the royal palace, it is very likely that it is an extraordinary event similar to the 'Strange Plague' a hundred years ago!! ”

“…… Just now, Aspen, Fryer, Winton, and the Southern Continent, the four countries held a conference call and issued a super alert at the same time!

All citizens are requested to immediately prepare for emergency evacuation and evacuation to avoid disasters!

The evacuation will be carried out by the local city hall departments!

Repeat!

This is no joke! This is no joke! ”

On public television, the famous presenter's face was pale and his tone was urgent, repeating the message on the manuscript.

And through the television signal, the news was transmitted to the whole kingdom.

Inside the coffee shop.

Listening to the anxious voices coming from the TV.

Except for Hathaway, the rest of the guests fell into a momentary stupor, and for a while the middle-aged man asked in a hoarse voice:

"This ...... It can't be true, right? ”

No one answered, and the temperature in the entire store seemed to be freezing at this moment.

A moment later, a guest who had been standing in front of the TV grabbed his cheek and said in a panic, "Fake...... This is fake, right...... How could it be ......"

"There's no way the news station could make such a joke!" The woman who was originally flipping through the magazine shouted in a shrill voice, and the whole person stared at her eyes.

After a moment, as if remembering something, a delicate radio was pulled out of the bag he was carrying and turned on.

"Rustle...... Suspected of a supernatural blizzard...... All citizens who heard this announcement are requested to return to their homes immediately and prepare to evacuate......

Again, a supernatural blizzard comparable to the catastrophe of a hundred years ago is spreading rapidly outward from the poles......"

On the radio, the voice of the national radio echoed over and over again in the small café, as if pressing a static button.

In the next second, the entire coffee shop "exploded", and no one could keep their composure.

The TV station and the radio broadcast at the same time, this can't be a "joke"!

And what really stings people is the term "strange disaster" in the news.

It refers to the supernatural "cake" catastrophe that swept the whole world a hundred years ago and was created by a mysterious "strange thing".

It is also the common and extremely painful memory of all mankind!

And now, that kind of catastrophe ...... Unexpectedly...... Is it coming again?

"Nope! Exaggeration, for sure! It can't be true......"

"Emergency Evacuation...... Hedge...... How could it be ......"

"Let's go, let's go to the city hall, be sure to confirm!"

In the midst of the frightened noise, Hathaway didn't say a word, just silently picked up the cup of hot coffee on the table and took a sip.

Immediately, he turned around and looked out the window through the glass.

I saw that at this moment, goose feathers and heavy snow were falling outside the window.

As if to drown the world.