Chapter 44: Flying continent

"Life in the wasteland has begun to transfer, but at their speed, it is really difficult to reach Daxizhou. I am afraid that many will die on the way."
In the study, Lin Tuo overlooked the sand table mainland.
The dense black spots emerging from the cities and forests are gathered together, like a dark river, or like arrows.
From different directions, head straight towards Daxizhou.
"Well, we still have to help them transfer."
Lin Tuo thought for a while, he turned around and pulled out a new piece of printing paper from the desk, and then cut it into a suitable size strip with a knife, then pinched one and carefully placed it in the sand tray.
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Wasteland.
Above the central wasteland, a huge migration team of humans and animals intertwined is trekking on the icy snowy field, and flocks of birds fly by in the sky.
Compared with those beasts and evolvers, the refugees in this team are extremely difficult.
They lack adequate clothing to withstand the cold, even more lack of food, and many people are weak or disabled.
At first, I could barely keep up with the team, but gradually, I was unable to do what I wanted, and some people even fell into the team.
"We are too far from Daxizhou to support our arrival." In the team, some of the evolutionists were less affected and still maintained the ability to think normally.
At this moment, seeing the human beings gradually falling behind in the team, I couldn't help but worry.
"Ah! Look!" Suddenly, someone in the team exclaimed.
It seemed to have seen an incredible scene.
People immediately raised their heads and looked forward.
I saw the clouds rolling in the sky. Suddenly, an extremely large, weird-looking continent fell from the sky, steadily falling in front of the migrating team, perfectly fitting the icy wasteland.
"A god?"
"Is this... the New World?"
People can't help but have such thoughts, combined with the "decree" covering the entire continent not long ago, this is like a god's method.
Compared with humans, the beasts with lower intelligence did not think much at all, so they kept running and rushed onto the "land" made of paper.
Seeing this, the humans did not dare to delay, and scrambled to climb the warm, rough and white strange ground.
Outside the sand table.
Lin Tuo waited for a while to confirm that the transfer team was already full of papers, then he picked it up, kept his hands steady, and slowly moved towards the mountains of Daxizhou.
Although there are many lives on paper, the weight is still within the acceptable range.
The vibration caused by the ascending immediately caused countless lives on the note to fall to the ground, showing a frightened expression, and subconsciously shouting.
Some human beings crawling on the edge of the paper are clutching the bumps of the land under their feet, their eyes widened, looking at the diminishing wasteland.
Immediately, they discovered that the "land" under their feet no longer rose after they soared to a certain height, but moved quickly to the west, and the mountains and rivers below were like phantoms, quickly retreating.
"Look! That's Old Kyoto!"
"That is Damang Mountain!"
"No Light City!"
People were surprised to look at the ground, those familiar and unfamiliar buildings, landmarks, and the dilapidated and barren wasteland from an unprecedented perspective.
"Is this the world we live in."
Most of the humans in the team, especially the refugees, have never left the place where they live, and the illusion of the distance only exists in the words of the "wilder hunter".
They know that this land is not good.
They know that the world is terrible.
They know that this is a wasteland abandoned by the gods.
However, until this moment, when riding on this piece of land framed by white paper, overlooking the earth, they finally realized clearly what the world they were in was like.
"Many years ago, this world was not like this.
At that time, the four seasons were distinct, unlike today, winter accounts for most of the year... At that time, the ruins were still lively and lively cities.
Some citizens work in factories, and their children are studying in schools. People who are sick or injured will go to the hospital to get treatment...
Young people are chasing fashion, and the clothes on boys and girls in love are different every day..."
Edge of the note.
An old man who lived from the old days to the present squatted on the "ground", his sparse gray hair shaking with the wind.
In fact, he is less than fifty years old now, but the harsh environment of the wasteland makes him look like an old age.
He looked at the world that was going backwards fast, and thin tears flowed from his muddy eyes:
"At that time, I was an imperial pilot. Hey, that was a great career with a bright future. It was very popular with girls until the catastrophe... there was nothing left."
Next to him, a scrawny child glanced at the earth, and then at the old man, his face was full of confusion.
As a refugee born in the wasteland era, he can't understand the "old age" among the old population at all. He just feels that the young blood is surging in his shriveled body.
Constantly pouring into the brain, making him just want to shout, just want to cheer.
"Wow……"
So he finally cheered, aroused more refugees, and shouted together. They didn't even know why they were shouting and why they were crying.
In this shout, the ground beneath the feet swelled up a number of white mountains.
It was the mountains in the west, and they had arrived in Daxizhou.
Immediately, the "land" under my feet began to descend, slowly descending towards a huge valley on the edge of the continent.
Humans and animals shouted in horror, hugging each other, staring at the ever-approaching mountains and rivers, and the "glazed glazed lamp" that was still shining even under the dark clouds.
"Look!"
"Oh my God, what is that?"
"Disperse! Get away!"
On the ground, on the top of the mountain, the evolvers of "Burning Fire Company", "Grey Mountain Group" and "Floating Doom" just barely recovered, they saw the strange land falling from the sky.
I even saw the densely packed, endless humans and beasts.
This scene was so shocking that many fierce evolutionists were rolling on the ground without an image, evading hastily.
But soon, all creatures realized that their worries were unnecessary.
The invisible hand that controlled the entire "land" was so soft, cautious, and even "warm" placing them in the valley.
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"What are they yelling?" Outside the sand table and in the study, Lin Tuo carefully placed the first group of migrants in the mountains before finally letting out a sigh of relief.
He was worried that his hands were shaking, and he even held his breath.
"Forget it, don't worry about it." Shaking his head, leaving the little doubts in his mind, Lin Tuo took a note from the table again, and then focused on another migration team:
"The second wave is you... Tsk, it seems that I'm still busy."