I've eliminated the entrances and exits to the other dimension, but we can't leave Guillotine Island yet.

In the next time, we will follow the crew and be a melon eater.

The two soldiers were mixed in with the army, and I couldn't tell the difference. Their bodies and dresses are so similar that they are difficult to identify.

"Is it okay to be seen?" I asked Wu Ling.

Wu Ling shook his head, "It's possible to know." ”

"Huh?"

"Public opinion can still be controlled, this kind of ......" Wu Ling raised his chin and looked at the neat queue of soldiers, "it is impossible to be completely unaware." The worst-case scenario also needs to be prepared. ”

"Ah......h

To be honest, I never thought that the military could play much of a role in this. If a living person is not capable and has not learned the relevant skills, it is impossible to deal with ghosts. Of course, if the living people with strong willpower, firm character, materialism, and bold enough, those fragile ghosts may not be able to harm them. That's a no-lose, no-win stalemate. However, ghosts are not all vulnerable. is like that ghost in ancient costume, there may be no one in ten thousand, but ghosts like Shen Xiaorong and those female ghosts who have been skinned cannot be regarded as a minority. Can the living resist them by willpower alone?

I couldn't help but think about training.

If it's a soldier, it's not impossible to learn some spells in unison, right?

Authors and film screenwriters always have to bring this group with them. There is really something, and it is indeed this group that rushes to the forefront. Even if you can't be the protagonist in the movie, it will become an important background and reflect the power of the country. This is also inevitable. Any country that discovers these supernatural phenomena will find a way to deal with them.

Wu Ling spoke, interrupting my imagination, "If something goes wrong, they will become a living force after they die." ”

I shuddered and looked at Wu Ling in surprise.

"Ordinary people can't defeat ghosts." Wu Ling said calmly, "This can be regarded as a racial difference. But when they all become ghosts, this boundary is gone. Whoever is stronger depends on whose will is stronger. In this regard, the military is exemplary. ”

I turned to look at the soldiers who were lined up in a neat line with their heads held high.

"If the worst happens, they're on the front line of protecting ordinary people." Wu Ling continued, "It's the same as now. ”

I pursed my lips.

"What we can do is provide some advice to delay that day as much as possible. In addition, it is the plan of the leaf. Wu Ling exhaled, "It doesn't matter how many casualties there are during the period. ”

I've heard this truth a long time ago, and I've accepted it.

But now that I listen to it, I just feel heavy in my heart.

Dying ignorant is not the same thing as dying as an insider.

The people in front of me are probably about the same age as me. Do they already know that the world has deteriorated to such an extent that they know that the catastrophe that will soon befall them?

Liu Zhiguo, Liu Zhijun, and the people in the TV tower must know nothing.

The two buried Song Xian's ashes in a cemetery on Guillotine Island.

This is a cemetery and monument built by the state after the war.

When Song Xian fled from Guillotine Island, he took the remains of his parents with him, but more bodies were abandoned here until the end of the war, when no one came to collect the bodies.

The memorial also commemorates the victims here.

The two brothers knelt in front of the monument and wept bitterly, and the soldiers saluted with solemn expressions.

The TV cameras and the staff in a circle had some sadness that ruined the scene.

Thankfully, the subject in front of the camera was not affected.

I looked at that simple monument and it occurred to me how many of these monuments would be erected around the world after it all exploded.

Probably not......

Seven years later, people have become numb to the status quo, living in separate regions without interfering with each other. It is the living that is the most important thing, and the dead will not be remembered because the living are still struggling on the brink of death.

Again, this is a sad thing.

I clenched my fists.

I was a little worried about whether I would be able to restrain my emotions when I actually saw that scene, and whether I would be able to continue to maintain the coldness of this time.

"Don't worry, there's still time." Wu Ling said.

Liu Miao's hand clapped on my shoulder.

"As long as public opinion can be controlled, these troubles are still small-scale." Wu Ling said.

Without the panic of billions of people around the world, a few ghosts can cause serious natural disasters and casualties, but they will not collapse the current social system.

I nodded, and my body slowly relaxed.

There is no network on Guillotine Island, and it is completely disconnected. I came with no equipment and had to stay in my room with nothing to do.

Liu Miao and I are in the same room. He was also in a daze most of the time. I couldn't talk to him. This is mainly because Liu Miao's expression was very serious when she was in a daze, as if she was thinking about something.

We spent the night on Guillotine Island and were on our way back on Sunday.

In the army, someone came to see us off and sent us to the pier.

The road back was just as hard. The storm seems to be stronger than when it came.

I was groggy and my feet were on the ground, and I couldn't recover.

"Are you alright?" Liu Miao cared.

I shook my head, "It's okay...... Let me ...... slowly," I covered my mouth.

Liu Miao pointed me in the direction, "There's a toilet over there." ”

I rushed over immediately, but I couldn't run a straight line.

When I got into the toilet, I retched a few times before slowly recovering.

On this trip, it was easy to solve the entrance and exit of different spaces, but this back and forth boat ride made me torture.

I washed my face and went back to the waiting hall at the docks.

The people from the TV station have withdrawn, and Liu Zhiguo and Liu Zhijun seem to have left.

Wu Ling and Liu Miao were leaning their heads on the same mobile phone.

Wu Ling first found me back and transferred his phone to me.

On my phone, I am familiar with the style of painting.

A painting by Bai An.

Bai An's new work is a strange painting. Although his previous drawings were very weird, I could understand what the scene was. This one made my head spin.

The picture is against a blue sky background, very clear colors, not gray.

There is a monster in the painting, like a butterfly breaking out of a cocoon, flying out of a human body. I know that monster, it is the Beamon that Ye Qing is locked up.

Beamon is incomparably huge, with flying hair, and looks hideous and imposing.

That human body can only see one outline. Look at the posture of the limbs hanging down naturally, as if they have fainted, or just a corpse.

"What is this? Possess? What kind of monster will possess? I blurted out as it occurred to me that the youkai I had seen in my dreams seemed to appear out of nowhere.

It cannot be said that they appeared suddenly, and those in the future should have observed them, but the distance is limited. They may have been discovered when they were close to the city, or they had simply fallen from the sky and trampled on countless buildings, causing humans to flee in terror.

If they are not invisible, then they should always have a way to avoid the surveillance of humans and ghosts......

That's right!

I've seen it when I dreamed of guides! That huge monster like a wolf and like a dog was originally a person with stiff movements!

I looked at the painting again and said what I was thinking.

Wu Ling and Liu Miao listened silently.

I looked at them.

"Bai An is dead." Wu Ling said.

It's the last day of March, ask for a monthly pass and a guaranteed monthly pass tomorrow~

(End of chapter)