Lin Kong's journey, in general, was quite lucky, after a long journey from the fairy world to the earth for more than three years, he basically did not encounter any major trouble, but just as he was about to enter the earth's space, something unexpected suddenly happened.

It is well known that every star is surrounded by a powerful wall of wind, that is, a storm of air formed by the gravitational pull of the star under the rotation of the star.

This kind of storm is also known as the legendary Gangfeng, and the wind force is often determined by the attraction and speed of the star, and belongs to the outermost shield of the star itself.

Ordinary objects in contact with Gangfeng, even if there is no fire, they will break, or even completely turn into ashes, with the strong resistance of the cross-boundary beads, they should not be afraid of the Gangfeng wind, but after more than three years of interstellar travel, the cross-border beads consume a huge amount, and soon after entering the Gangfeng layer, the energy will be successful, and the shield will face the edge of breaking at any time.

What's even more unfortunate is that he finally persevered to the end, entered the earth's atmosphere, and hit a lump of iron, causing the already crumbling shield to collapse and disintegrate!

Before reaching the earth, although the speed of the cross-boundary bead was greatly reduced, it was still amazingly fast, and without the protection of the cross-boundary bead, Lin Kongdang felt that his body was as painful as ten thousand sharp blades, and he didn't have time to think about it in a hurry, so he immediately took out all the defensive magic weapons to protect himself, and almost exhausted the defensive magic weapons, which reduced the falling speed to the limit that his body could bear.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, the waves of water rushed into the sky, as if a bombshell was detonated, and although such a scene is very alarming, it is a common occurrence in the Pacific Ocean today, so it does not attract much attention!

A few moments later, a fishing boat arrived, with three tall middle-aged men and a blue-eyed and yellow-haired young woman standing at the bow, as well as a dozen sturdy and dark-skinned sailors.

No matter who it was, their faces looked very nervous, and the three tall men kept looking around with binoculars, and even the young woman with blue eyes and yellow hair was not idle, and was also holding an instrument to probe carefully.

Seeing that he was about to arrive at the place where the huge waves had just stirred up, a huge black shadow suddenly emerged from the sea and blocked directly in front of the fishing boat.

It was a huge submarine, at least ten times the displacement of a fishing boat, and its gray livery was very close to that of a whale, floating like a hill on the surface of the sea.

"Devil Army ocean-going nuclear submarines, what to do?" The blue-eyed and yellow-haired young woman asked in surprise, and glanced at the instrument in her hand, faintly revealing a look of dissatisfaction and scoundrel.

The three tall men in front of the young woman didn't seem to hear, and none of them responded, but they all lowered their binoculars and put their hands on the butts of their guns.

Seeing the three of them make such a move, the yellow-haired young woman turned around and ran into the cabin, and in a short time, dozens of men, women, and children poured out, looking at the submarine as if they were facing a great enemy.

These people have different skin colors and very different attire, and they are obviously not from the same country or race, but they all have one thing in common: they all hold high-tech weapons that are extremely lethal.

Although they had a killing weapon in their hands, in the face of the huge submarine and the masked army that slowly walked out of the submarine, everyone's feet still couldn't stop trembling slightly, and it was difficult to hide the fear in their hearts!

There were not many people who came out of the submarine, only twenty or thirty people, and these people looked like they had received special training, and their movements were in a uniform manner, without the slightest hint of panic.

"Routine inspections, but those who resist are shot on the spot." A masked man shouted coldly.

This man is not tall or fat, and is dressed almost identically to other masked people, with the only difference being a golden star on the collar badge.

"Humph!" A cold snort came from the fishing boat, and I don't know who made it, which suddenly lowered the already tense atmosphere to freezing point.

But the strange thing is that the masked man did not get angry because of this, but only glanced at everyone coldly, and with a wave of his hand, someone next to him took out a strange thing and kept probing the fishing boat.

"General, no!" The probe reported the results and quickly returned to the team as if nothing had happened.

"Let's go!" The masked general waved his hand, didn't even look at the fishing boat, and turned back into the cabin.

As the rest of the masked men returned to the submarine one after another, the submarine slowly sank, and the tense atmosphere eased slightly.

But the people on the fishing boat did not let up because of this, and after a short period of surprise, they hurriedly ordered the people to be on guard, and the anchor was lifted......

"What do you think, Captain?" The blue-eyed, yellow-haired young woman asked the bearded man, who looked a little older, among the three tall men.

"God forbid! They shouldn't have come at us, as if they were looking for someone, and in any case, this place should not be left for long. Les, hurry up and let everyone set sail, quick! Fast! Mr. Beard prayed happily, and then hurriedly ordered the blue-eyed and yellow-haired young woman who called Rice to do something.

"Looking for someone?" Les hesitated for a moment, muttered a word, and then turned and walked to the side of the ship.

The fishing boat was still shrouded in fear, and those who had already stepped out of the cabin had no intention of returning, and they all helped to lift anchors and keep watch.

This is a fishing boat from the Western world, the captain is named Mark, he is an authentic fisherman, but with the outbreak of war, fishing is no longer possible, in order to save his life, Mark began a journey to the East, along the way is to take in dozens of refugees, together with China.

Rice is Mark's wife, and they have two sons and a daughter, both of whom died in the war not long ago.

Mark, like the other survivors, hated the war and hated the legion of terror that started it, so they all called the terrorists the Devil's Army.

Today's devil army has occupied most of the world, and this trip to the East can be described as a difficult and dangerous road, nine deaths!

After a brief encounter with the submarine of the Devil's Army, Mark was hated and feared in his heart, and he was only slightly relieved when he had to use fifty nautical miles.

"Alas! What a risk! Mark stood on the bow of the ship and sighed, looking at Les, who was fiddling with the instrument, and shaking his head slightly.

"What, it's useless!" Les tossed for a long time, seemed a little annoyed, and threw the instrument into the seawater.

"Hehe...... I told you earlier, that thing is located by satellites, and now all satellites are paralyzed, it is a piece of scrap metal, you don't believe it, and you still hide it as a treasure." When Mark saw that his wife was angry, instead of comforting him, he counted a few words.

"You old immortal ......" was counted down by her husband, and even though Lesdang pushed back, she wanted to scold her husband for having no conscience and not knowing how to comfort people, but in the middle of the conversation, he suddenly got stuck, and his eyes stared at the sea on the left, as if he had seen a monster.

"Huh!"

Mark sighed lightly, followed Rice's gaze, and was immediately stunned, only to see that the instrument that Les threw into the sea just now actually appeared in the hands of a man in a white robe with long flowing hair.

The man looked to be in his early thirties, with fine eyebrows, yellow skin, and a medium build, which was typical of the Oriental.

What surprised Mark the most was that the man was standing on the surface of the sea, without any vehicle under his feet, he was as light as a goose feather, but he was not afraid of any wind and waves!

The man lowered his head and was looking intently at the instrument in his hand, occasionally thinking about it, but he did not look back at the fishing boat.

What made Mark even more incredible was that the man had always maintained the same speed as the fishing boat, but the sea did not stir up a single ripple.

"Where are you going?" The man asked suddenly, his star-like eyes suddenly looking at Mark and Rice.

"Go...... Go...... Go to China! Mark replied tremblingly, and when the man looked at him, Mark seemed to have a smooth feeling, as if his internal organs had been seen through.

"China?" The man didn't seem to have heard of the name, and he looked puzzled.

"You...... You haven't heard of China? Mark asked rhetorically, but he was extremely nervous, thinking to himself, "Did I meet an alien?" ”

As the man shook his head slightly, Mark was even more sure that the person in front of him was the legendary alien nine times out of ten.

"Gollum......" Mark swallowed his saliva, his brain spinning rapidly, and quickly calmed his heartbeat.

"My name is Mark, and this is my wife Rice, I don't know what your Excellency is called? If you don't dislike it, please get on board for a while. Mark quickly made a brief introduction and invited the man to board the fishing boat.

In Mark's opinion, if this person was with him, the road would be much safer, but he was not sure whether the other party was willing to get on the boat, so there was no lack of pleading between the words.

Les was even more clever enough to stop the fishing boat, and threw down the rope ladder, and the long rope ladder snapped into the water, but the man disappeared in plain sight, as if everything just now was nothing more than a dream.

At this time, the side of the ship was already full of people, and everyone looked at me, and I looked at you, and almost at the same time knelt on the deck, and kept whispering prayers.

"O Lord Almighty! If you do manifest yourself, save your subjects! ”

"Help us......"

The boatload was full of men, women, and children, all facing the rolling sea, worshipping reverently, believing that it was not a dream, for all had seen it with their own eyes, and they believed that the man was the god sent by the Lord to save them.

"I'm not a god, what Lord you are talking about, Lin doesn't know." The man's voice suddenly sounded, and everyone was stunned, and turned back sharply, only to see that the man was already standing behind them, playing with a rocket with great interest.

"Your Excellency?" Mark was stunned for a long time, and finally three words burst out of his mouth.

"In the Lower Forest." The man replied without raising his head.

Lin ...... Lin Kong? You...... Are you Chinese? Mark squeaked.

"I've never heard of Lin in China, but I know Zhentan, and I should be regarded as a Zhentan person." Lin Kong frowned, knowing that Mark was inquiring about his origins, and he was somewhat unhappy in his heart.

"Huh...... Zhentan is China, that's its name a long time ago, and I've seen it in a history book. Mark said with a delightful face.

In the eyes of Westerners, China is not only a powerful and wealthy country, but also a country full of mysteries, so Mark suddenly regarded Lin Kong as an immortal in Eastern mythology.