Creating a Sandbox World

"The catastrophe of mankind has arrived."

...

In the empty and majestic temple, when Lin Tuo said these words, everyone present was shocked, even Hathaway, who had already sensed the polar snowstorm, was the same.

Sure enough... it's here...

"As said at the meeting a hundred years ago, the cold wave covering the entire world has appeared today, and it is spreading at a terrifying speed."

As Lin Tuo said, his thoughts moved.

The miniature image of the entire continent reappeared in the groove of burning flames in the center of the round table.

From this angle, those present could clearly see the eye of the blizzard that had formed and rapidly expanded at the North and South Poles.

Obviously, not all of the people here knew about this matter.

Seeing this scene, they were all obviously moved.

Wearing a dark red robe, Hathaway said with sharp eyes: "I am in the north of Winter County, and I have already sensed the approaching extreme cold."

Among the four "newcomers", the most powerful country in the world today, Li Shipu, the emperor of the Southern Kingdom, also calmed down with the help of Lin Tuo at this time, and said in a deep voice:

"Just before entering here, I just received news that the ship 'Alarm' that was arranged to cruise in the Antarctic waters witnessed the appearance of a snowstorm with my own eyes, and now... I have lost contact!"

Hearing the testimony of the two people one after another, and looking at the map of the whole territory presented in the form of light and shadow, the rest of the people also became more dignified than ever before.

If we say that in the past years, they were only advancing the century-old plan according to the will of their ancestors, and they still had some doubts about the "future" disaster.

Now, there is no longer any doubt.

All that remains is the heaviness on the shoulders and the fear in the heart.

"I do not think it necessary to explain to you the dangers of this catastrophe.

In order to deal with this crisis, your ancestors gathered here, and after a long discussion, prepared to resist it for a hundred years.

For this reason, he did not hesitate to bear the eternal infamy.

And now,

The cold wave has arrived.

I just want to ask, are you... ready? "

Are you ready?

Hearing this sentence, the leaders of the four countries were all silent, with complex emotions surging in their hearts. In the end, all thoughts and thoughts turned into resoluteness:

"My lord envoy, I think we have no other choice, don't we?" The youngest Queen Francis was the first to speak unexpectedly, "Please clarify how we should deal with it."

Southern Emperor Li Shipu also said:

"If it is said that the ancestors who were unprepared a hundred years ago had the courage to face all this, then us younger generations... how dare we say no."

"very good."

On the main seat, a smile finally appeared on Lin Tuo's face again, but it quickly faded away:

"The cold wave spreads extremely fast, and we don't have much time left, so I want to know how you are preparing."

As he spoke, his eyes swept over everyone one by one.

Wherever the eyes pass, everyone is sitting upright.

The Southern Emperor was the first to speak:

"The main facilities of the underground city have been built, lighting, ventilation, underground planting areas, breeding, metallurgy and other areas are complete, the entire metro ring line has been opened to traffic, and you can move in at any time.

There are plans for the population resettlement plan and supporting facilities... The propaganda about the end of the world has already started, and now the main worry is people's panic..."

"In addition... the number of magic steam mixing equipment supporting the underground city has reached..."

As the place where the underground city is located, the South Country is obviously the top priority. It is the first time for the other leaders to know the details of many arrangements.

It's just that there are too many related aspects, and there is no way to explain clearly in a short time, and I can only give a rough idea.

"very good."

After confirming that the infrastructure of the underground city has been established, Lin Tuo also heaves a sigh of relief. There is no doubt about the importance of this "shelter" whether it can survive the Great Ice Age.

After understanding the situation here, he looked at the three leaders of the northern countries.

The three spoke in turn. Compared with the infrastructure of the "sanctuary" in the southern continent, the preparations of the northern countries are mainly in terms of technology, food reserves, species preservation and transportation.

After all, according to the guidelines set in the "Centennial Plan", when the Great Ice Age comes, the environment in the higher-dimensional North Continent will be harsh and the population will be scattered. Obviously, they will not have a good foundation for survival and must migrate south as a whole.

Over the past one hundred years, although countries are consciously controlling the total population, the number is still increasing.

The entire Northern Continent has been bloodletting for decades, sending people to the Southern Continent, but there are still tens of millions of people stranded. How to transfer these tens of millions of people and more supplies to the Southern Continent in a very short period of time is undoubtedly It's a very difficult challenge.

"...According to our original thinking, if a disaster strikes, people will be transferred by ship according to the designated batches, but..."

When it comes to big transfers, Winton Queen Francis is visibly flustered.

"However, the blizzard spread far faster than we expected, and it was too late." President Fryer said.

At this moment, the faces of the three northern leaders were extremely ugly.

Yes, too late!

The blizzard projected in the center of the round table spreads too fast, and even in these years of north-south trade, the number of ships is extremely large, and shipping is developed.

However, in this extremely limited time, it is difficult to move tens of millions of people and supplies onto the ship and send them to the south. Just thinking about it makes one's scalp tingle.

And this is when other processes go well.

Compared with the shipping capacity of the ship, the more difficult thing may be the transfer itself.

Even in the Centennial Plan, it has already been

Relevant preparations have been made on this day, but how to let the citizens leave their homeland and flee to distant places before the disaster strikes... This is a problem that is almost unsolvable.

Sensing the tense and oppressive atmosphere, Lin Tuo's voice sounded again:

"The cold wave is indeed faster than expected, but there is no need to panic. No matter how detailed the preparations are, it is impossible to survive a disaster of this level perfectly. Some sacrifices are inevitable, and everyone knows this well."

After a pause, he continued:

"How to publicize, mobilize, how many people and supplies can be taken away is what you have to do. As for the pressure on shipping... don't worry about it, I will solve it."

"You..." Francis and the others looked over one after another, with doubts, fear and anticipation in their eyes.

Lin Tuo's expression was indifferent: "You just need to transport people to the port and the edge of the mainland. As for the ships, it doesn't matter whether you are ready or not. As for how to send people to the south, you will naturally know when the time comes."

Speaking of this, his tone paused again, hesitating for a while, but still evoked a smile, and gave the three of them a reassurance:

"This is the promise of an 'angel'."

After finishing speaking, he looked at the leaders in the north who were relieved but still worried, and the rulers of the southern kingdom who were sitting upright and waiting for the battle, and said:

"There is not much time left for you. Go back and prepare for yourself. After planning for a hundred years, I am really looking forward to what step you can achieve. If this is a war, then prepare for a hundred years. Now, The war has finally begun."

"The meeting is over."

After finishing speaking, before the four of them saluted, he cut off the other party's connection with the illusion space, and the figures disappeared one by one. At the round table, only Lin Tuo, Hathaway and Alrod were left.

Seeing the four leaders leave, Hathaway's face showed worry: "My lord, do you think they can really do it?"

Lin Tuo was silent for a while, and suddenly chuckled: "Who knows."

As he said that, he looked at these two "acquaintances", and his eyes paused briefly on the aging Alrod and Hathaway, whose appearance was not much different from the past, and sighed:

"Go back, too."

The two were startled, and Hathaway said blankly, "Then what shall we... do?"

Lin Tuo seemed to see through their thoughts:

"In this catastrophe, the role that individuals can play is very limited, even if it is extraordinary, it is the same. You have completed your mission, and I have no tasks to give. If you want to do something, just do it."

"This..." Hathaway opened her mouth, wanting to say something else, but in the end she just nodded silently and bowed her head, "I understand."

"You guys go too." As Lin Tuo thought, the figures of the two disappeared suddenly. Immediately after a little thought, he released the illusion space, and the surrounding scenery collapsed and disintegrated.

In the blink of an eye, Lin Tuo had "returned" to Li Shan's study.

At this moment, the sun was strong, he didn't get up, but raised his hand and opened the drawer, and took out a pendant from it, it was a delicate, mysterious, small pure white conch.

That was the gift he got when he helped the Sea Clan overcome the food crisis and gave him the cultivation method "more than a hundred years ago".

The Siren Queen once said that those who hold a conch will blow it in the stormy sea, and if there is a need, they will definitely get the full support of the whole sea clan.

"I didn't expect it to be useful one day." Lin Tuo chuckled as he rubbed the pure white conch.

As for the big problem of "people from the north crossing to the south", it was discussed in the meeting "a hundred years ago". After repeated weighing, Lin Tuo finally took this matter on himself.

The original plan was simple, and while taking a human out of the sandbox would wreak havoc, small moves were fine.

As long as he puts his hands on the sea, or helps move ships, he can undertake the transfer work of tens of millions of people.

It's just that...he suddenly had another, better idea.

As soon as he thought of it, Lin Tuo immediately handed over the conch pendant to the avatar through the sand table switch, and then came to the sand table, and locked the place where the Shanghai people gathered in the Storm Sea with the breath of ether.

"Switch consciousness!"

...

next second.

Sandbox No. 2 is far away from the North and South continents on the stormy sea. In the sky, faint clouds are rolling rapidly, and the whole ocean is turbulent, as if sensing the horror of the polar storm.

"Wow-wow-"

On the turbid sea, the waves roared.

Suddenly, the air twisted in midair, and Lin Tuo's cloaked figure appeared.

Looking down at the vast and boundless sea of ​​​​storms, Lin Tuo put the pure white conch by his mouth and blew hard. Immediately, wisps of ether in his body poured into it, and the pure white conch immediately lit up.

A strange musical sound also took itself as the origin, and swayed far away on the sea of ​​​​storms.

"Woo--"

"Woo--"

"Woo--"

And as the strange, thick, mysterious, swallow-like sound spread in all directions, an invisible magical reaction also spread.

After a while, under the surface of the sea, there were densely packed, tens of thousands of black shadows that quickly swam from the bottom of the sea, broke through the water surface, leaned out from the mountain, and looked at the floating figure in the sky.

Chattering started.

Amidst the noise, the sea parted, and a general of the sea tribe riding a whale broke through the sea and looked at Lin Tuo curiously: "Your Excellency, are you calling for my tribe?"

Lin Tuo put down the pure white conch, put it away, looked down at the ever-increasing number of conch shells on the sea, stared at his little head with wide eyes, and said with a smile:

"Yes, I want to meet your king."

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