Chapter 235: Countdown
Chapter 235 countdown
The old man obviously knew that Lin Mo must have asked this question, and the intelligence of this extreme mutant was quite high, so if he didn't ask this question, he would probably be a strange thing.
But the two of them actually knew that no matter what the two people and whoever they said now, they would not be able to trust each other, and the current plan, if it was really implemented, would not be the same as the plan, because it was impossible for Lin Mo to go all out.
However, the Holy Inquisition seems to be very confident that as long as they have someone to help kill the Iron King, all other time bombs don't seem to be on their radar.
This confidence made Lin Mo a little jealous.
But at this moment, the old man showed an unfathomable smile in the face of Lin Mo's question: "Actually, you would have had the opportunity to meet the God of Judgment. β
Lin Mo thought of all kinds of reasons, but unexpectedly, this person, who had always behaved quite normally, was a little crazy in the first sentence of his mouth.
Lin Mo's first thought was that this guy was fooling himself.
However, Lin Mo noticed the other party's serious and yearning look, and realized that this might not be a lie, and it was impossible for someone to be stupid enough to use such words to deceive others.
Lin Mo bit the word and said, "God? β
The massive black extreme mutant noticed the gray-brown monster behind the white-haired old man, FranΓ§a, bowed slightly, as if in awe of hearing the word.
There was a slight light in the old man's eyes, he looked up at Lin Mo and said, "God was willing to save this city.
"But for some reason, he couldn't be here."
Lin Mo remembered the rumors he had heard that the Holy Judge would be waiting for some big man...... godοΌ
Lin Mo took a breath, and to this day, he didn't dare to say that he was a staunch atheist, but he was still a little skeptical, because this was too magical, but this explanation had an almost natural convincing power, Lin Mo had a feeling that this person in front of him had never lied to him, this was the answer.
The old man said, "And the nearest disciple - that is a kind of high-ranking combatant of my sect - completely lost contact with us a few days ago in Shimen, and the other nearby powerful beings are still not enough to become the main force in this core battlefield.
"That's why you're in our field of vision."
Lin Mo said: "Is this my honor or misfortune?" β
"We all have the same purpose." The pious and yearning look on the old man's face faded like a tide, and the sense of competence and control resurfaced on his face, and he looked at the monster in front of him, "I hope we have a good cooperation." β
Lin Mo grinned, of course, full of hideous meaning.
At this time, he thought of the dying dragon he had encountered in Yiling before.
The extreme mutant who had a fate similar to Lin Mo spit out the same noun as the old man had just spoken.
God.
Lin Mo couldn't help but have such a guess - some reason, was it because of the battle with the giant "dragon"?
Of course, there is another possibility, that the two beings are not the same thing at all.
However, Lin Mo would not be stupid enough to ask.
He was silent for a moment and asked, "Time for action." β
The old man stood up from the rock beneath him, and he turned his head to look at the mound behind him, and behind the mound was the army of survivors who had fled from Yiling.
Then he said slowly: "After I entered Jinling City. β
It was a vague concept of time, but Lin Mo didn't seem anxious about it.
He and the old man in front of him both tacitly had their own ghosts, and Lin Mo believed that as long as they needed to directly confront the Iron King, it would be impossible to eliminate themselves, otherwise today's conversation would be meaningless.
The old man seemed rather indifferent, or rather, he had expected the outcome of today's conversation, and all the plans that followed were according to the original plan.
But he still chose to remind: "In the recent period, it's best not to be too arrogant." β
Lin Mo nodded.
The old man glanced at him: "It's better not to attack our people." β
Lin Mo continued to nod, not embarrassed at all.
The old man hesitated for a moment before he said, "The first wave of attacks will happen quickly, but it's not you or me, you'd better not act rashly." β
Lin Mo still nodded.
The old man glanced at Lin Mo deeply: "I hope everything goes according to plan." β
Lin Mo didn't respond to this, he glanced at the two people, took a step back slightly, flapped his wings into the sky, and disappeared into the night in a blink of an eye, he wasn't worried that this group of people would not find him.
He looked at the night in the dark sky and whispered, "I hope so." β
In the following period, Lin Mo really didn't "act rashly", he still wandered among the survivors, becoming the most terrifying mutant creature that some survivors encountered in a day, but the mutant creature's behavior was simply incomprehensible to them.
Because it doesn't kill people, dialogue and intelligence gathering are its only purpose.
Most of the survivors came from the direction of Yiling, where the survivors and mutants in the settlement left their original area because of the battle between the dragon and the so-called god, the mutants were real, aimlessly scattered, and most of the survivors chose to go to Jinling City, therefore, there were so many survivors in the direction that Lin Mo came all the way, otherwise, with such a long time after the apocalypse, even if Jinling was a very large survivor base, there would be no surviving tide.
Of course, Lin Mo basically kept the agreement during this time, and didn't make much of a move against the people of the Holy Judgment Council, of course, if he did, the Holy Judgment Council had no choice but to take him.
The plan of the Holy Inquisition was not so simple, and Lin Mo knew that the cardinal, dressed like a refugee, had only revealed to him what he should know.
And Lin Mo wanted more than just holy remains.
The huge black mutant saw Jinling City in the early morning of October 1st.
It's one of the country's biggest annual festivals, but this year, the concept of the festival has long since faded and vacations have become nonsense.
The situation of Jinling City was better than Lin Mo had imagined, they had built a concrete wall on the periphery of the city, encompassing almost the entire area of the city, and there was no inner and outer separation zone similar to Mukden, and the policy towards the survivors was probably very different from that of Mukden.
But this time, Lin Mo couldn't enter the city in a grand manner, just on the bright side, Lin Mo saw the drone cruising in mid-air, as for various radar facilities and monitoring equipment, there would be no less.
Weapon systems are even more inevitable.
This is a huge city that will emerge after the end of the world, a paradise for mankind, and a fortress of steel.
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(To be continued.) )