He walked all the way, looking with interest at the newly sprung townhouses on either side.

It wasn't just rough wood and stone, he saw a lot of molded metal, modern facilities, and an antenna not far away.

"The sea has completely submerged most of the land except the New World, but in some places it is not very deep.

Your Apostle No. 1 has a fleet,

The fleet has been busy all this time, cruising on the already fallen Old Continent.

Harvesting many, many materials, mainly building materials, from the water can save us a lot of effort.

Unfortunately, most of the precision instruments have been destroyed, and it is difficult to transport large work vehicles and machinery. ”

Qiao Ya introduced carefully on the side.

Cheng Lin kept nodding his head, and as he walked, once the people on both sides saw his figure, they would immediately stop what they were doing and salute him silently.

Cheng Lin found that most of the people living under the mountain were dressed in white, and it seemed that they were the first three million immigrants.

Not much.

Cheng Lin came to a clearing, which seemed to be the center of the camp at the foot of the mountain.

An extremely large bonfire had been lit, illuminating almost half of the night sky.

"It's burning ore with fire elements, and we accidentally found a lot of veins when we were mining stone to build houses."

Qiao Ya frowned slightly when she saw Cheng Lin.

Hurriedly explained.

Cheng Lin nodded, and at this time, the people around him had already seen his arrival.

All of them turned their faces forward, saluted in unison, and shouted to the Prophet.

Farther away, someone shouted:

"The Prophet has descended!"

People came to see it.

The whole camp seemed to be much more jubilant.

Around the huge central campfire, there are many shelves full of transported food, frozen meat, fruits and vegetables, beer...... And so on and so forth.

A young girl walked along and placed the flowers she had picked next to her food.

There are also several huge barbecue grills around the campfire, on which huge sea fish are skewered with sticks, and several men are cooperating in the barbecue, the fish emits a rich aroma, and someone is spreading salt on the fish.

There were also a few children next to them, staring at the grilled fish with wide eyes, full of longing.

"When the sea floods the land, the fish in the sea become our source of meat, and we dry the sea salt to marinate some of the fish we catch and store it, but some of the big fish are difficult to do with it, so we just catch it and grill it."

Qiao Ya stood beside Cheng Lin and looked at the children with a smile.

Although the water of the river of life can prevent people from starvation, the water is tasteless after all, and can only fill the stomach, but it is really not a delicacy.

This feast would not have been initiated had it not been ordered by the Prophet.

Therefore, it is particularly precious.

"Not bad."

Cheng Lin nodded.

"It's a pity that almost all the food we have planted is not ripe, so we can't eat the food we grow today, but it rained before, some of the fruits in the mountains and forests turned red, and we picked some mushrooms, which are all fresh."

Joya said with happiness on her face.

On this continent, of course, there are many, many difficulties, and there are endless things to do every day, but the joy of reclamation and building homes is just as great.

There are new changes in the camp almost every day.

It's changing with each passing day, and it's just right.

Every time she saw her home become more beautiful and rich, Qiao Ya's exhaustion would dissipate, and her heart was full of gratitude to the world and to the prophet Cheng Lin.

Suddenly.

There were twelve people walking side by side from a distance.

That's the Twelve.

They had already seen Cheng Lin's figure before, but unfortunately they were refused to communicate at that time.

I can only look at it from afar, until this moment.

They stopped, silently, staring at the white-clothed figure with incomparably complex eyes.

The huge bonfire was like the sun on that afternoon in childhood.

Cheng Lin was still standing in the light, looking at them with a smile.

Twenty years have passed......

The twelve little boys have become the overlords of each side.

It is also about to be the year of its establishment.

And the young man in white, who had given them this fate-changing talent, seemed to have no change.

His face has hardly changed from twenty years ago.

This made them feel infinitely emotional.

"Master ......"

Their hoarse voices rang out together, and on this bonfire night, it was not as firm and loud as before, but ordinary and determined.

"We've met again, twenty years......"

Cheng Lin smiled.

He wanted to create a sense of vicissitudes, but failed to try.

It's full of calculations, and I met twice before and after, and I don't know if there is a day apart......

It's really not up to the vicissitudes of life.

In the eyes of the twelve, this attitude is like a kind of big man's breeze.

Their hearts trembled, and they secretly admired, thinking that the master's demeanor was indeed not comparable to their own, and twenty years were in the mouth of the lord, like a day......

The gap, this is the gap in the realm.

"We ......"

"You're good." Cheng Lindao.

The hearts of the twelve people immediately fluctuated, as if all the hard work was worth it.

There aren't too many words.

It's all just in plain sight.

"Do you want to say something? I can gather people. Joya said to him.

The banquet has not officially started yet, and it has to wait for Cheng Lin to announce.

"Let's get started."

Cheng Lin smiled.

With a wave of her hand, someone came with a metal box with a button on it.

"This is our newly established radio communication, which can barely broadcast a simple message to the twelve camps, and you just press this button and the message to open the banquet will be sent."

Joya said.

Cheng Lin looked at the red button in front of him and was silent for a while.

He now has a certain stress response to this red button.

There's no way, press it once, start a deduction, and billions of people will die, who can withstand this.

"I hope this time is over, and next time I will deduce, but don't make the end of the world again, it's always dead, as if I'm a big devil who destroys the world."

Cheng Lin complained in his heart.

Reach out and press down.

The signal traveled far and wide through the transmitter, little by little, covering the entire New World.

The twelve camps outside the main camp quickly received the signal.

Thereupon......

The banquet has begun!

Prepared singing and dancing activities revolve around a bonfire, and 50 million humans sing and dance on two million square kilometers of land.

Countless animals hiding in the grass looked up in surprise when they heard the sound, not knowing what was happening.

The surviving people, full of reverence for life and cherishment and reverence for fate, sang, danced and laughed on the day of destruction in this language.

People opened the beer, which is now precious, cut the hot fish that had been grilled, and ate it, laughed, cried, and cheered.

The earth rejoices!

Cheng Lin, Qiao Ya, and the Twelve Apostles just stood quietly in the center and smiled.

"By the way, what about the Director of the Second Division? Why don't you see him? ”

Cheng Lin suddenly remembered something and asked.

Qiao Ya said: "The director is at the headquarters of the general camp, sorting out documents, by the way, we still have some important things that we want to report, please decide." ”

Cheng Lin nodded: "Then let's go and have a look." ”

After a pause, he looked at some of the still reserved people around them with emotion, and said, "Leave this place to them." ”

"Okay."

"Yes."

Several people dispersed like clouds.

Leaving the hustle and bustle behind, we arrived in one of the largest buildings in the center of the camp.

It was a wood-and-stone house.

Qiao Ya pushed open the door, Cheng Lin stepped in, and saw that in the indoor lights, the director of the second division was wearing a casual jacket, burying his head in the table, writing something.

The style of the room was extremely simple, and the large table in the middle was full of papers, and I don't know where they had salvaged so many papers.

The corner is also filled with all kinds of ores and tools, and it looks more like a workshop.

On the wall hill, there hangs a huge map, a hand-drawn topographic map of the Qingcang Plateau, that is, the New World, and with red and black handwriting, drawing different boundaries.

When the director heard the movement, he raised his head, saw Cheng Lin, and immediately got up.

"It's okay, sit down, sit down."

Cheng Lin stopped his movements, so the other fourteen people sat down in turn.

"What are you looking for me? Let's talk about it. ”

Cheng Lin glanced at everyone peacefully.

The director hesitated, picked up a stack of papers, put it in front of Cheng Lin, and said, "This is a plan for the political system of the New World that we have discussed together, please decide." ”

Cheng Lin took it, briefly turned two pages, and immediately smiled: "This is Qiao Ya's idea." ”

Cheng Lin only turned a few pages and roughly saw the intention of this plan.

To put it bluntly, the 50 million people who have survived today always need a system to manage them.

What used to be the form of the state is now not very suitable.

The meaning of this plan is ****.

"The twelve camps are divided into twelve dioceses, of which the three million people in which we are located are the archdiocese, and the people who have come from other parts of the world are evenly divided into the districts, and each district has an archbishop, who is in charge of the archbishop, and the archdiocese is the cardinal, and the prophet is the leader......"

Cheng Lin picked a paragraph and read it out.

Then he smiled lightly.

This seems to be managed in the way of the Holy See, well, the idea is not wrong, after all, in today's situation, human beings should not have disputes again, and working together should be the first priority, with the help of Cheng Lin's current unprecedented prestige, it is indeed easier and more appropriate to establish this way of governance.

"Do you think it's okay?"

Qiao Ya looked over and asked.

Cheng Lin looked at it again and said, "Yes." ”

After a pause, he added, "However, there is one thing that needs to be changed. ”

"What?"

Several people looked at it immediately.

Cheng Lin put the document on the table and said with a smile: "I can't lead the archdiocese, and I can't be the leader, the twelve dioceses plus the archdiocese, the thirteen heads can take turns as the supreme regent, you can negotiate the specific plan yourself, I believe you can do all this." ”

"What about you?" Joya asked, as if she had a premonition of something.

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