I changed the timeline with the game.

Chapter 380: The Meteoric Fleet at the Old Dock
Loveson must complete whatever comes next.

He took out the Atla III life-activating potion, which was specially made by the United States Federation and was still in the experimental stage, from the secret safe and injected it fiercely into his arm.

Several huge bonfires were lit around the cathedral to protect them from the wind and snow.

Maybe it's because of worry.

Except for guys like Krosan who didn't worry about their lives at all, most people couldn't sleep that night.

The firelight illuminated the silent faces of the people gathered, the clenched fists, the dome of the church, and the murals remaining on the facade of the cathedral.

All this seemed solemn and quiet.

Nelson silently filmed the scene.

Then they began to distribute the meager supplies that Su Wen had prepared in advance and the rangers had managed to squeeze out.

Even in the present world.

Nelson has never been exposed to much of this kind of stuff.

He once thought that reporters who were unable to put themselves in other people's shoes but recorded everything just to film the suffering were so arrogant.

just now.

He felt the shallowness of his former self and remained silent.

“On a really cold night.

A bonfire may not be able to keep away the cold.

But even in the flickering light of a campfire, you can see that light reflected in their eyes.”

Su Wen, wearing a black windbreaker, came through the wind and snow without being noticed by only a few people.

He looked at the bonfire calmly and continued,

“And that flame.

It could be the commander of the garrison, Lovison, or the sentinel, Rendel.

Even 'Night Watcher Rhein'.

But most of them probably don’t know who the Night Watchman Rhine is, nor do they need to know who Rhine is.

Just a name is enough.”

Nelson sighed:
"Don't you feel sorry?"

Su Wen waved his hand gently:
“No, that’s what I expected.

The old priest is willing to open up the area around the cathedral and is a man worthy of admiration.

But I won’t disturb his rest.”

The church had a second floor with swaying gas lights.

An old priest of the second rank was sleeping peacefully in a recliner with a Bible in his hand.

To him, the fears that others experience are nothing more than a snowy night in Louisiana, Mississippi, or Texas.

He is very old.

Nelson immediately changed the topic to the supplies he had asked him to prepare for the day:

“In addition to the rest area prepared in advance for the affected people, I have also prepared everything needed for the voyage.

The president of Xingyun Port Chamber of Commerce, Lao Fuken, has opened up a portion of his inventory."

"They are all placed in the port area?"

“It’s all in order.”

"Let's go."

Su Wen did not stay here for long.

He is not a politician, and there is no point in him giving speeches to accumulate political capital for himself.

It's time to set off.

Only when the source of the disaster disappears will all the wind and snow gradually subside.

Inside a watch shop.

Famir sat on the stool with a confused look on her face, and Jiang Menghan picked up her handbag and prepared to say goodbye to her.

In fact, the girl did not often encounter such scenes. When her misfortune was out of control, she hardly talked to anyone except Su Wen.

Even in middle school, she was an iceberg goddess, so she rarely comforted others:
"Are you still concerned about Farinta?"

"Sorry, I don't know."

Famier shook his head.
"I'm actually never very clear about her existence. Maybe.

My initial misunderstanding of my father also originated from Farinta.

But now it seems that both my father and she have done too many mistakes. "

Hearing that Famier could see everything so clearly.

Jiang Menghan didn't say much.

She simply picked up her exquisitely constructed brown suitcase and left a letter on the table:

“Rhine finally captured Farinta’s whereabouts. If you want to get involved in this matter, then open this letter.

Goodbye, Famiel.

Maybe one day in the future, Rhine and I will meet you again."

Without stopping, she opened her black umbrella and walked out into the snow and wind from the hole in the damaged half wall of the watch shop.

port area.

In the night sky filled with heavy snow.

Frost Undead Dragons fly higher in the sky.

Its body was covered with icy scales, its wings spread, soaring in the night sky, like a shadow of death, its eyes flashing with a cold light.

Followed by.

It launched an attack on the barrier that Su Wen had just used the differential machine to guide the entire meteorite transport energy to generate to protect the city.

The cold breath condensed into ice cones, which stirred the outer layer of the barrier like snowflake blades, splashing layers of light golden ripples. The energy fluctuations of the barrier were intense.

"It seems that the energy level of the entire barrier is even lower than the data calculation.

The bias in the study of the incomplete skeleton has a big impact on the results. Dragons are truly a race blessed by nature."

Krosan, who was wearing a researcher's uniform and had dark circles under her eyes, was leaning against the wall with a caffeine stimulant in her mouth and said,
“Rhine.

Are you sure you want to do this?

Warm reminder, there is a risk of death. "

Hear from this female researcher in genetics and life sciences.

Su Wen gently adjusted his black gloves, then replied with a mysterious smile:
"You don't need to test me.

Krosan.

You should have known what I would do next as early as when I was in the institute.

Is it right? "

Looking at his deep and all-seeing eyes, Krosan couldn't help but curl her lips.
“Don’t treat me like a fool.

Although I am not as good at planning as you, I was once the top genius in the Stanford School of Life Sciences. "

Hear her say that.

Su Wen just smiled and didn't say anything more.

Compared to the calm they had been prepared for, the residents in the city's residential areas were horrified by the sudden dragon's breath attack.

They hid behind the windows and watched. Only at this moment did many people feel their prayers to God become real.

The city bells rang, and the sirens echoed harshly in the streets. Adventurers and soldiers who came to the border from the present world quickly gathered and prepared for battle.

That's when they knew their defense might be futile.

But Su Wen did not need meaningless sacrifice. He stood in the foggy harbor where the light of the lighthouse was dim, with his black windbreaker fluttering behind him.

He calmly gazed at the boundless Lost Sea in the distance and said:

"Nelson, prepare the sailors to deliver the supplies."

Followed by.

The glorious ocean-going ships emerged from the mist and turned from illusion into reality.

[Legendary Card (Unique): Falling Star Fleet (68 Ships)
(Traits: Deep Sea Power, Communication, Black Tide Navigation, Starry Sky Mapping, Sturdiness, Border Relics)]

[Card Description: A miracle of evocation created by the fusion of the old dock ruins and the Lost Sea.

It is the pinnacle of human steam technology, but unfortunately it is not equipped with a chef and musician on board.

(Can you believe that someone actually used the super-large vehicle in the background?

They seem to be able to move)]

(End of this chapter)