Doomsday courtyard begins to survive by planting pea shooters - Chapter 155
Chapter 155 Chaos Time
After the staff sorted it out, a timeline was quickly analyzed from the table data.
If we still take Xiao Jian’s first day back to his old house as D1, then based on this, we will divide it into two different timelines.
The first is Xiao Jian’s D2. After getting up in the morning and stewing beef, he went to the county seat.
In D3, Xiao Jian was surrounded by a fog wall.
By D7, his mobile phone finally received a series of messages.
The first item is an early warning message, the second item is an evacuation warning, and the third item is the temporary constitution of the shelter.
These three pieces of information appear simultaneously in the data record.
So now switch the timeline.
Based on the date on the flyer Xiao Jian got, that day should be Xiao Jian’s D2.
Based on this, we temporarily set the flyer airdrop date as D2 – this day is 3 months after the first spirit appeared.
So the first warning message that actually occurred should have been issued one month before D2.
The second piece of information is basically consistent with the time when the flyer is thrown, and can be regarded as D2.
The third piece of information announcing the provisional constitution of the refuge should have been one month after the leaflets were dropped!
In other words, on D7, Xiao Jian received information from 1 month ago, 4 days ago, and 1 month later.
It is worth noting that these pieces of information all come from the same base station, referred to as base station A.
It is no longer possible to verify the specific corresponding world time with subsequent information, because soon after the temporary constitution of the shelter was announced, the world was completely separated by the fog and could no longer communicate with each other.
But generally speaking, except for the time confusion of the first three messages, the other messages sent by base station A can basically guarantee one to two messages per day.
The problem lies when the base station is switched.
Just one day, when base station B suddenly replaced base station A, the information received on the mobile phone was completely confused, and it was basically impossible to identify the existence of any timeline.
Sometimes, it seems as if the base stations that publish information have been operating in the apocalypse for several years or even more than ten years.
Sometimes, the base station that releases the information is as panicked and unprofessional as if it had just entered the apocalypse.
It wasn’t until Xiao Jian began to receive information from N7183 that the timeline stabilized slightly.
On the first day, the fifth southern fortress was in emergency, on the second day, the southern fifth fortress was breached, and on the third day, N7183 was in emergency…
That’s pretty much the order.
For Xiao Jian, he seemed to be trapped in an endless cycle: fighting zombies, resting, and fighting zombies again.
However, his phone seemed to be drifting in chaos.
The timestamps of the information it received range from the beginning of the apocalypse a year ago to the present – there are even information that appear to be from a few years later.
Overall, there is no pattern to the base station information received during the “drift” period.
Xiao Jian has not been in contact with the fragments of the world he has traveled through, so their specific experiences seem to be shrouded in a layer of fog.
Is it the distortion of time, or the intersection of parallel time and space?
The mystery clearly won’t be revealed easily.
Facing the chaotic timeline with almost no logic, Xiao Jian felt powerless.
The only thing he was sure of was that the time in the small courtyard where he was located did not seem to be affected by this chaos.
This stability, although insignificant, gave him a sense of comfort.
At least, in this crazy world, he still has a pure land where he can live.
…
Although according to Morse’s explanation, the underlying power of Faith Link based on the eight foundations will not easily fail, Xiao Jian still has a little doubt about it.
Therefore, in the end, Xiao Jian chose to leave the clone in N7183 temporarily.
He found a lounge next to the radar room. When his clone lay down on the bed, Xiao Jian in the small courtyard also opened his eyes.
“Meow meow meow?”
Dahuang squatted on Xiao Jian’s lap and was licking his fur. When he felt Xiao Jian come to his senses, he immediately came over and meowed.
Xiao Jian then remembered that he had forgotten to feed the cat today.
“Sorry… I’m too busy today.” Xiao Jian first chose 100 sunshine points to feed the cat, and then carried it to the third-floor terrace.
I randomly found a twin sunflower and assigned it to Rhubarb.
“Meow!?” Dahuang felt the change and suddenly became happy.
“…”
Xiao Jian scratched the cat’s head.
Give it a twin sunflower and it’s basically an automatic feeder.
After Huang Huang went to play by himself, Xiao Jian put on the [Steel Thorn] again and took a look at his position.
Although N5001 has been completely destroyed, the pointing function of the ring has not disappeared.
As long as he puts it on, the tiny and inconspicuous arrow will still appear on the edge of Xiao Jian’s vision.
It’s like a built-in compass that always points in the same direction.
At this time, the pointer position of the “compass” was the same as when Xiao Jian checked it in the morning and had not moved.
“Is this a new place that needs to be ‘drawn’ again?” Xiao Jian squinted his eyes and activated [Breaking Wandering].
As a trace of fire lit up in his pupils, the mist surrounding the courtyard immediately became transparent.
His sight extended forward…and then…and soon he saw the huge windmill again.
As the line of sight extended, the chanting sound that had always been vague gradually became clearer, as if Xiao Jian’s hearing was also extending with the line of sight.
“Huh…huha…”
Amid the sounds of chants, a majestic and huge windmill gradually came into view.
Its huge sail-like blades were slowly turning, drawing in wisps of mist, and then gently but powerfully breaking it up.
Whenever the blades rotate to a specific node, the base of the huge windmill will light up with an extremely thin blue light.
As the blue light turns on, the blades of the giant windmill begin to tremble slightly.
In the constant vibration, the ray of blue and the surrounding space were evenly stirred together, and then slowly blown out by the windmill.
“call……”
As the wind mixed with special energy blew gently, the spreading fog collided with the breeze.
After a moment of stalemate, it was gradually blown away by this gentle yet firm force…
Under the windmill, densely packed green-skinned workers clung to the giant wooden arms on the base of the windmill like ants, slowly pushing it to rotate…
It seems to be grinding, and it seems to be pushing a winch.
Continuous chants came from the mouths of these hard workers.
Xiao Jian “closed” the distance again and carefully observed these [Dragon Skull Clan Peons].
Their skin shows a kind of emerald green that only plants can have, like fresh leaves or grass that has just broken through the ground.
These peons have muscular bodies but are short in stature. Most of them are shirtless, revealing the brightly colored tattoos on their backs.
Xiao Jian noticed that these brightly colored tattoos were not exactly the same. Some could be seen as symbols such as huge eyes and claws, while others had chaotic lines and completely unclear meanings.
They were barefoot and roared loudly every time they took a step forward…and these roars converged into the unique “chant” sound.
Every time he takes a step forward, the painful “horn” sound that makes people tighten their muscles unconsciously will sound simultaneously.
Anyone who listens can tell just how hard they work…
Seeing this, Xiao Jian was basically sure that the windmill did not have a labor-saving lever structure similar to a winch, but was more similar to a direct push stone mill.
Yes…direct push.
Just look at the huge windmill blades and you will know that this is definitely hard work that can kill people.
This is also true.
Those [Dragon Skull Clan peons] seemed to be draining their energy every time they took a step forward.
Their faces were full of exhaustion and pain. Under such intense labor, they were dancing with death all the time, challenging the limits of life every minute.
What supports them working so hard may be faith, maybe faith… But what is more convincing is obviously the whip in the hands of those green-skinned overseers.
“Snapped!!”
Amidst the sonic boom of the whip, a bloody wound suddenly appeared on the back of a hard worker.
“call……”
The hard worker screamed and quickly pushed the wooden handle forward with all his strength.
The green-skinned overseer had an expressionless face, neither reprimanding nor any emotional fluctuations, as if he were a ruthless machine, and those peons seemed to be just talking animals in his eyes.
The ferocious-looking green-skinned overseer slowly walked away, looking for the next green-skinned peon who wasn’t working hard enough.
Suddenly, one of the peons roared one last time with all his strength, and then fell directly to the ground and lost his voice.
The other peons behind him skillfully avoided the corpse on the ground… and the green-skinned overseer who was patrolling the surroundings quickly rushed over and quickly dragged the corpse away.
Both the peons themselves and the green-skinned overseers are obviously too skilled in this kind of thing.
Xiao Jian watched everything happening in front of him silently, without any disturbance in his heart.
Until another slave was brought up… This one was actually a human! ?
Xiao Jian was shocked.
“…Could there be a war between the fragments of the world!?”
Xiao Jian’s brows slowly wrinkled.
Although judging from the skin color, the human slave is not of the same race as Xiao Jian, this is still not a good sign…
“Ah!! Damn the orcs! Damn…”
The black slave was whipped, and immediately started jumping to his feet and cursing.
It’s English!
Xiao Jian immediately confirmed that this human being was indeed from the earth.
This black man was obviously a head taller than the surrounding green-skinned peons, and his body was as strong as a bodybuilder.
However, when he was forced to push the windmill, the gap between him and the surrounding workers suddenly widened… No matter how hard he tried, the wooden pole in front of him would not move at all!
It wasn’t until the hard worker next to him helped him that he successfully took a step forward!
It’s useless…it just blinded his muscles.
“Snapped!”
“Snapped!”
As the sonic boom of the whip sounded again, the strong black man and the hard worker who helped him were both whipped!