"This man has passed away, so there is no point in saying this."

Lin Xianbai wiped his red eyes, "Sure enough, it's better for people like you who are both skilled in magic and martial arts. People like us will always get hurt by the strong wind when we are traveling in the wind."

"..."

Eyes hurt?

Li Guanqi saw through it but did not say anything about it.

Lin Xianbai is actually no different from him. Facing the loss of a hundred years and the loss of family members, they are all the same.

The only difference is that Lin Xianbai always likes to wear a coat that looks strong.

"The strange blood potion is a potion from a strange world?"

After a long while, Lin Xianbai looked at Li Guanqi again and said in a deep voice: "This potion is enough to change the pattern of the entire world, not only the pattern of our reality, but also the pattern of the strange world. How did you get it? The inventor, Marr

Who is S. Clinton?"

"It's a side mission."

Li Guanqi replied: "Mars is a seven-star magician and an alchemist in the Tulip Empire. This is the potion he developed before his death. I guess... the reason why I came across this mission is also

It is inseparable from the deliberate arrangement of the strange world."

"Oh."

Lin Xianbai smiled, with a bitter smile, "It allowed you to get the strange blood potion, but it made us miss a hundred years..."

Li Guanqi was silent.

The most uncomfortable thing in the world is not that it can't be done, but that "I could have done it".

If he hadn't missed a hundred years, he would have been able to use the different-blood potion to turn his parents into different-blood warriors. As long as he became a different-blood superhuman, there would always be hope, and there would be hope that he could break through the one-dimensional level, or even the two-yield level, and extend his lifespan.

At least, it's possible.

Not like it is now.

"We need to transplant medicine into reality."

Li Guanqi stopped thinking about these things and continued: "I brought back 100 raw materials and 100 seed materials. We must transplant these raw materials for refining the different-blood potion into reality. Only in this way can we make it in reality.

Mass production here and self-sufficiency.”

"We still have to find Han Mengyao."

Lin Xianbai said solemnly: "The climate environment of the strange world is very different from today's wasteland. Plant transplantation is too difficult, and in today's wasteland era, not to mention the nuclear radiation environment, the main reason is that we are gone.

Scientific research team and the power of one country.

However, according to legend, the Dreaming Sanctuary even retains 10 years of extraordinary technological standards.

If there is any place that can support the scientific research of this kind of plant transplantation, it is only Guanmeng Sanctuary. If Guanmeng Sanctuary cannot do it, then there will be almost no hope of transplantation in a short period of time."

"Then spend money to buy materials, and we will bring them back."

Li Guanqi said calmly: "In today's wasteland era, after experiencing nuclear war and a different blood virus, the number of people is extremely small. The Minghua tribe has more than 300,000 people, and the other 26 large tribes of the same level have a population of only 30-500,000.

, after 80 years of living in the wasteland and recuperating for so long, the southern border now only has a maximum of 12,000 people.

Counting the northern border, I reckon we still have 50 million people.

There were many billions of people before the wasteland, but now there are not so many 50 million people.

We can completely call on the extraordinary beings in our country to purchase as many materials as they can during the fifth time they enter the strange world, and then bring them back to reality collectively to refine the strange blood potion and turn the humans in the north and south into aliens.

With superhuman blood, the survival rate in the wasteland will be greatly improved."

"Don't say it so easily."

Lin Xianbai couldn't help but smile bitterly, "Calling extraordinary people and making them obey orders is a huge project, especially in today's wasteland era. It's as difficult as ascending to heaven. Brother, don't touch your mouth, just say it.

It's very easy. This cannot be completely solved with fists. The most difficult thing to deal with is the overt and covert situation."

"I'll leave it to you anyway."

Li Guanqi pushed the ball out directly, "These things bother me the most. If you need me if you need me, come to me."

"..."

Lin Xianbai was speechless.

"Compared to this, it would be more reliable to let Guanmeng Sanctuary successfully transplant the herbs."

After a long while, Lin Xianbai said helplessly.

"certainly"

Li Guanqi nodded lightly, "This is the best plan."

"call--"

"call--"

Next, there was a long period of silence as two strong winds roared through the night sky, following the guiding light ball in front of them and flying towards their next destination - the headquarters of the Red Blood Army in the north.

a long time.

It wasn't until dawn that Lin Xianbai suddenly said:

"Li Guanqi, if, I mean if, if after we return from the fifth strange world, we find that reality has fast-forwarded again, directly by 300, 500, or even 1,000 years, what will you do by then?"

"..."

Li Guanqi was silent for a moment.

"Do you know?"

After a long while, he said in a hoarse voice: "In this wasteland world now, I can't find any sense of belonging here.

The only nostalgia I have for this world is just one person.

She was the girl who took care of my parents and provided for them in old age, and who waited for me for a hundred years.

If a thousand years have passed and that girl is no longer alive, then this so-called 'real world' will no longer have any meaning to me."

"It's like we have become time travelers."

Lin Xianbai did not delve into the matter further, but changed the subject and suddenly said: "We ventured into a strange world who knows how many years later, or in other words, a new era, and then returned to a reality we are no longer familiar with, back to this

Wasteland era.

A technological era of the past.

The current wasteland era.

The new era of the future.

We, the 100 million people, seem to have lost our homes and the place that truly belongs to us.

We are like riding a small boat, paddling on a long river of time, sometimes looking back, sometimes stagnating, sometimes leaping forward a long way.

We are time travelers, we keep moving forward, but we have nowhere to go.

But why?

I often wonder, who among the 100 million of us were chosen?

God?

So why does this god do this?

He allows us to see the new era in the future, and in the new era in the future, we will experience certain things... No, maybe, He wants us to witness certain things.

But He doesn’t really allow us to travel to the future, He just allows us to have a look.

Every time we experience an event, He brings us back to reality, but in this reality, He fast-forwards again, fast-forwards a hundred years. This time it is a hundred years, but what about next time? Three hundred years? Five hundred years? One thousand years?

What is He for?

Is it just casual fun?"

Lin Xianbai frowned tightly, "I always feel that it's not that simple. We are witnessing history and the future. We are witnessing the future and experiencing history. So I always feel that the 100 million of us extraordinary people who have traveled across two worlds

It has a certain mission, a mission that is still unknown."

witness?

Li Guanqi's pupils shrank when he heard this.

He suddenly thought of something.

emulator.

What did he do when he entered the strange world this time?

He changed his destiny and history, saved Qin Lubai, Bai Yang, and Wang Yanqing, and saved the 300,000 Lei City people and 10,000 Red Blood Army who should have died like them.

Why can Li Guanqi do it?

Because he witnessed it.

In the simulated world of the simulator, he witnessed the Thunder City incident and the Red Blood Army incident in advance. He saw the process and ending of these people's demise.
To be continued...