"I always have to come over and have a look at this kind of time," Santa Claus said in a sad tone, "Today is the last day, and the people who should be evacuated are almost evacuated, and the rest are the same with me or not..."

"Evacuate?" Roger's eyes widened in surprise. Sure enough, if it's not his own continent, he doesn't care at all, and when he grows mushrooms, he doesn't care at all that the natives on the Narnia continent still have this way to retreat.

"yes. Santa Claus nodded and said, "If I thought that you were coming to this continent when I found out that you were gone, maybe there would be time for you, but there were only three days, how much could I go......

The boy snorted his teeth, never mentioning that he had already done it and the lack of virtue he was going to do, and said with a little weakness: "It's good that I came to Narnia... You have enough prestige here, and you can directly inform the kings of the four kingdoms, and you can save some people. If this happens to us, you're going to be a bit of a mouthful, and the best thing you'll end up with is getting caught and sent to the Lutledge Asylum..."

"But I've been here for the past two days, but why don't I feel like the number of customers is decreasing? And the shops on this street are still open as usual, so there are no rumors that everyone is running for their lives at the end of the world," after this product barely cleared himself a little, he quickly changed the topic: "It's not that you bribe people every year under the guise of work reasons, and you don't even give you the right to say a word until now, right?"

After all, even if the technology here in the Narnia continent is not developed, it is impossible for the catastrophe related to the destruction of the country and the extinction of the species... Could it be that the unknown town in which he is now staying is too remote, or is it simply blocked by the ruling class?

Roger speculated maliciously.

"How many people do you think an entire continent can be transferred in three days?" Santa Claus sighed and shook his head: "This is not the earth, there are no planes and no cruise ships. Magic can't carry too many people at one time, and the number of ships that can sail across the sea is also limited, so except for those cities that can escape in a timely manner, the four kingdoms have invariably chosen to block the news and prepare for war at the same time... Because they felt that it was no different from the barbarians from other places. ”

Roger wasn't in the coastal town anymore, it was a small town he stumbled upon while growing mushrooms, deep inland. Because it's small, there are no people (beasts?) who can do magic all year round, and because it's too far from the sea, it's not enough to run to the beach for three days, so it's decisively divided into the wave of blocked news.

Roger, who understood what was going on, hypocritically gave a thumbs up: "Well, you have backbone, I appreciate it~"

"Anyway, this is a solution..."Santa Claus sighed dejectedly, and then looked at the boy opposite: "By the way, I have been talking about me just now, what about yourself? ”

"What's so bad about being a salted fish?" Roger lay down on the backrest, posed as a standard Jing paralyzed, and said weakly with half-closed eyes: "Lying there motionless in the sun, and there are people to help you turn over, okay." ”

"Won't you get involved in such a lively thing?" said Santa Claus. For this product, the old man may not know much about other things, but for major events such as the collision and fusion of the universe, people who come to Christmas still have to be present to observe it.

From the arrival of the Devil May Cry Demon in the United States, to the horror of jumping out of the monster, and then to the gates of hell at Hogwarts, has there ever been a shadow of this thing? Although there is a little bit of forced to lie down in the gun, but I don't see Roger show much resistance, on the contrary, every time he is excited to kill shirtless in all directions to satisfy his killing habit.

Now that World of Warcraft has crashed into, such a huge crusade mission would say that it doesn't want to do anything?

Facing Santa's questioning face, Roger rolled his eyes dissatisfied: "What kind of expression do you have?

"Do you think you've said something credible? Lies are the norm for you. Santa Claus revealed.

"Well, I didn't expect you to know me unexpectedly..."Roger raised his eyebrows unexpectedly, and then said with a serious attitude: "But you also know the current situation, such a big stall, no matter how much I jump, it won't make any waves for the development of the whole thing." In this case, why should I waste my energy doing useless work? It is better to be a salted fish for retirement. ”

Roger has never been a hard-working man, and that makes sense for this thing, but Santa Claus always feels that something is wrong...

However, the good-hearted old man always believed that the boy had misunderstood his own approach and thought that he would be forcibly sent to heaven, which caused him to hide and not show up until three days ago. Otherwise, after explaining to him that he would not force him, why didn't this thing run away? Obviously, it shows that everything the boy did before was caused by a misunderstanding......

How could Santa Claus, who had such thoughts, guess what a plan Roger was brewing... The old man also plans to persuade this thing to be motivated, not to give up hope, and at least to help save a few more people.

But before Santa could say anything, an unusual burst of water vapor rushed into his nose. Roger also stopped showing the standard Jing paralyzed posture, and sat up with his upper body jerked up.

"This vapor came a little suddenly," the boy muttered, his tone slightly calm.

Santa Claus had already stood up, turned to look at the clear blue sky without a trace of clouds outside the door, and said in a deep voice, "Here we are." And it was more violent than expected, I thought it would be back in the evening..."

Before he finished speaking, the humidity on the first floor of the small hotel rose sharply, and a milky white mist appeared abruptly in the air from nothing, filling all the gaps in the space.

Even if he didn't have Santa's ability to travel through the cosmic barrier, Roger felt the unusualness of this time, and the three strange fogs he had experienced before were not as rapid and abrupt as the one he had experienced.

In just a few seconds, the fog was so thick that it was impossible to see anything but the white expanse.