Wu Sheng Lu Mingfei of the Dragon Clan

With this style, it is conceivable that the living experience will not be very good.

In addition to the obvious living quarters, there are also some functional buildings.

For example, a warehouse for storing food.

Inside are all kinds of food neatly stacked, canned meat and fruit, and high-calorie compressed biscuits. Su Xiaoqiang took one, but couldn't find the trademark on it, let alone the manufacturer and ingredient list, the only thing she could find. Yes, a sentence printed in the most prominent position.

"Namo Amitabha"

An indescribable sense of absurdity filled his heart, Su Xiaoqiang almost doubted his eyes, he was right, this is indeed a can of beef, but why is this printed on this thing?Why, save the poor bull head?
Perhaps this should be called whipping corpses.

Not just canned beef, every piece of food in the warehouse is printed with sentences from Buddhist scriptures.

"What are they going to do?"

Chen Jiumo said strangely.

He was indeed a little puzzled.

At this moment, he suddenly saw Yuanyuan pick up a canned fruit and was about to open it.

"Master, wait!"

Chen Jiumo hastily spoke out.

"Oh."

Yuanyuan looked at him, then looked down at the can of oranges.

I don't know what the girl was thinking, but she nodded suddenly, as if she suddenly realized.

"Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva sees that all five aggregates are empty."

She read out the sentences printed on the cans one by one.

Then opened it and tasted a piece.

Yuanyuan blinked.

Chen Jiumo, Su Xiaoqiang and others looked at her nervously.

"What... what's wrong?"

Under everyone's gaze, Yuanyuan opened her mouth.

"not sweet."

Pausing for a while, probably in aftertaste, Yuanyuan soon nodded affirmatively.

"It's really not sweet."

Chen Jiumo: ...

Su Xiaoqian:  …

Well, this is their elder sister, how should I put it, I am used to it, I have seen it a lot, so there is nothing to be surprised about.

With the personality of a big sister, what's wrong with wanting to eat canned fruit when I'm hungry? Is there any problem?It's just too normal, okay, there's no problem at all!

Yuanyuan looked at the remaining oranges in the jar, and couldn't help but fell into deep thought. Everyone said that it is bad behavior to waste food, but unsweet oranges are not tasty at all, so what should she do?Did you secretly throw it away while no one was looking?No, no, what if she is found out, she is a big sister.So do you really want to eat it?But it's not delicious...

Yuanyuan thought and thought, thought and thought, and thought for a long time.

Chen Jiumo looked at the elder sister over here, and then at Su Xiaoqiang over there.

At this moment, Su Xiaoqiang looks exactly like Yuanyuan, holding a can and bowing her head in silence, but the two of them are thinking about different problems. It is also the inspiration given by the elder sister. Su Xiaoqiang stares at the sentence on the can of beef, "South There is no Amitabha Buddha", thinking a lot.

Originally, she was still wondering what the purpose of Tantric Buddhism to print Buddhist scriptures on these foods, but with Yuanyuan's example in front of her, she suddenly became enlightened, and a very possible conjecture surfaced in her mind.

Su Xiaoqiang knew that many religions in the world have the custom of praying for meals, and perhaps the food itself has a similar effect. After receiving the food, the residents must recite the sentence above with gratitude before eating.

Thinking of such a picture, Su Xiaoqiang felt a chill. Isn't this just brainwashing, brainwashing the residents into machines that only know how to pray and be grateful, so that it is easy to manage.

Subsequent discoveries also confirmed Su Xiaoqiang's guess from the side.

They found the library.

There are volumes of books here. When they are opened, they are all written in Sanskrit, scriptures that people cannot understand.

The dancers dispersed, picked books at random, and looked through them. They were all in Sanskrit and scriptures. It was impossible to find anything else.

"What the hell are they trying to do?"

The Tantric sect built a huge underground complex and stored a large amount of food and scriptures in it, which made people more and more curious about their purpose.

Until Yuanyuan found a page in a certain scripture.

"this is……"

Yuanyuan tore it open, and a thin piece of paper fell out from inside.

The people around noticed the situation here and gathered over one after another.

There must be some secret in the paper between the pages. The dancers are very curious about what is written on it.

A pair of eyes turned to the past.

Surprisingly, this piece of paper is not written in Sanskrit, but serious Chinese characters.

The notes are very sloppy, and it can be seen that when he wrote this passage, he took great risks or was extremely exhausted.

The first sentence at the beginning is.

"They're crazy!"

"These monks, no, they are not monks at all, they are a bunch of lunatics!"

"In short, no matter who you are seeing here, you must believe my words!"

"There is no Buddha country! There is no Buddha country! There is no Buddha country!"

"The world you live in is just a hole hidden in the ground!"

"Don't believe the words of those bald heads. They broke their oath. The sanctuary plan failed. They want to establish a Buddhist kingdom."

"But, believe me, there is no Buddhaland! There is no Buddhaland! There is no Buddhaland!"

"No matter who you are, since you can understand these words, it proves that our inheritance has not been cut off."

"You should have heard the legend about the ground, the big fireball in the sky is not a fairy tale, it is real, a star we call the sun."

The dancers held their breaths. They seemed to be able to see a panicked young man through this note. His eyes were bloodshot, dark bags under the eyes due to great mental pressure, and his face was full of tears. tired face.

While looking left and right, he nervously wrote paragraph after paragraph on the paper.

Suddenly, he seemed to hear something.

The young man remained motionless as if frozen.

Finally, he was sure.

In an instant, great panic appeared on his face.

At the same time, the hand holding the pen twitched crazily, like a twitch.

The notes for the next paragraph are rather sloppy.

"They're here!"

"At this point, I must go quickly!"

"I can't stay here any longer, wish me luck, I have to do something, yes, in that tower, my conscience tells me, I have to do something."

The note paused heavily here.

And then the last sentence.

It was so hard that it almost tore the paper.

he writes.

"Hurry up, escape!"

That's all for this paper.

The dancers looked at each other, and no one said a word for a long time.

The length of this note is not long, but the amount of information contained in it is too large. What is certain is that the author wants to leave it for future generations to read, not for warriors like Yuanyuan.

It seems that in the future he imagined, human beings don't even know what the sun is, and live in a world called the Buddha Kingdom, cut off cultural inheritance, and only recognize Sanskrit, not Chinese characters.

Moreover, knowing Sanskrit should be a measure introduced by the rulers to better manage the residents. After all, if they can't understand Sanskrit, how can the residents read Buddhist scriptures?

The note mentioned the shelter plan, perhaps this is the reason why Tantric Buddhism built such a huge underground complex. A group of people knew that human beings would usher in disasters in the not-too-distant future, so they built a shelter here.

Some of the founders of the sanctuary must belong to Tantra, but not all of them. Judging from the content of the note, there must have been a problem with the establishment plan of the sanctuary. One of the words caught everyone's attention, that is, Buddha.

Combining what they saw and heard along the way, the food printed with Buddhist scriptures is all the library of Buddhist scriptures, as well as the small Buddhist niches they found on the roadside, and the houses dedicated to the Buddha.

Just thinking a little about what it would be like to live here is chilling. Food, clothing, housing and transportation are all inseparable from faith. Are people still people?

Yuanyuan put away the note with a solemn expression. Although she didn't think much about it, Jian Xin's terrifying intuition told him that the person who wrote this note was in danger.

This point can actually be seen from today's Tantric Buddhism. If the author of the note successfully achieved his goal, Tantric Buddhism would not have kept their underground space hidden until now.

The dancers dispersed and searched in the library separately. They tried to find more similar notes so that they could piece together the whole picture of what happened back then.

Separate the staff to guard outside, and the rest will look for it. After 15 minutes, regardless of whether there is any result, they must stop their actions and then reconcile.

This search really found a lot of notes.

When the time came, they put the notes together, and the fog of time was gradually lifted, and they got a glimpse of the truth.

The people who left these notes seem to be all researchers. There are three people's handwriting in total, many of which are diaries, and some are words specially left for future generations.

Even if it is a diary, warriors can see a lot of information from it, no matter how trivial daily life is.

These researchers seem to have certain information, they are convinced of the impending disaster, and the dancers see them use a word often.

Doomsday.

If it was the end of the world, it would be understandable to build a shelter.

But, is this all true?

Where did the end of the world come from?
Such confusion appeared in the minds of warriors and the half-breeds who were watching the live broadcast on the night watchman forum and hunter website at the same time.

Not all hybrids are aware of 2012's doomsday predictions.

In the large hybrid organization, doomsday predictions are no secret.

But that's just common sense in the small circle.

People with insufficient levels cannot access this information.

In fact, at this moment on a certain floor of Genji Heavy Industries, the crow stared at Yuan Zhisheng with wide-eyed eyes.

But before he could say anything, Yasha elbowed him against the beating drum, and the crow, grinning in pain, turned to look at Yasha angrily, but what he got was a more fierce look from the latter.

Crow froze for a moment, and quickly realized that he and Yasha had been partners for many years, and many times, a look was enough to convey each other's thoughts without talking.

The crow sneered a few times, he realized that he was in trouble again, he was very aware of his own virtue, he often did things without thinking, even for the young master, it was no big or small, thanks to Yuan Zhisheng's good personality , I don’t have the same knowledge as him, otherwise, if this is a different person, the retainers dare not be big or small, and they would have committed seppuku.

However, even though he stopped the crow, Yasha was as curious as his companion. They all saw in the live broadcast, the shelter built underground in Tantra, and the notes of those researchers.

So, is there really an end to the world?

"It's not something that should be kept secret."

Yuan Zhisheng looked at them, and cast his eyes out of the floor-to-ceiling windows. Today is a rare warm winter day. There are men and women in professional attire busy in the surrounding office buildings. Further down, there is a lot of traffic and pedestrians.

With his naive eyesight, he can naturally see the expressions of passers-by. He seldom sees a happy face. Life is really a breathless thing. Someone is low in the dust.

But it is this kind of life that is called everyday life.

It is also about to usher in the end in the future three years later.

"It's the end of the world."

Yuan Zhisheng said.

"it is true."

The hunter site is almost insane.

If they weren't of mixed race, they would definitely not be able to read the information on the barrage.

Refresh speed and refresh volume are simply testing the limits of this website.

If the news of the end of the world circulates within a large mixed race organization, it still circulates within a small group of people.

But the hunters of the hunter website are different.

Hunters are all nice words. In fact, they are wild hybrids, and even members of some hybrid organizations refer to them with the slightly contemptuous title of "wild dog".

Therefore, when the hunters discovered the news of the end of the world, the psychological shock it caused to them was not insignificant.

Hunters simply can not imagine.

Why did this world, which was so peaceful and even boring, suddenly come to an end?

Of course, not everyone doubted the authenticity of these notes.

But who can explain the purpose of such a huge complex of buildings under Tantra?
And where is this place, the roof of the world, when the news of the doomsday appeared, the mixed races suddenly realized that yes, it has been mentioned in more than one doomsday-themed work, if there is any place that is most suitable for building a shelter, it must be here.

The novels and movies that were just read for entertainment or fun at the beginning, the hunters never thought that there would be such a day, and the things in the novels would become reality.

They really found refuge on the roof of the world.

So, what exactly is the end of the note?
How long will it take to happen again?

and also……

In this world, is there really only one refuge on the roof of the world?
Or rather, what the hunters really care about.

Can they get tickets to the shelter.

Everyone wants to survive.

If possible, I would like to live with my relatives and friends.

Originally, if it was the same as before, they didn't know anything, and it didn't matter.

But now, the hunters discovered that some of the hybrids already knew what the end was, they had information about the end, and even prepared shelters.

So what about them?

Are they about to be sacrificed without knowing anything?

The focus of the discussion quickly shifted from what is Doomsday to a large hybrid organization.

The hunters searched for people who knew the Secret Party of the Supreme Council and the Bajia of Sheqi, and asked them all about the doomsday.