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Chapter 1855 Migrating Refugees

"Is it snowing?" After Angel flew out of the cave, he saw white frost spots floating in the sky.

Looking around, the earth has indeed been covered with a layer of silver makeup.

"I hate snowy days. Especially snow with no sunlight." The one who spoke was the tree spirit, who was raising his head to look at the sky covered by thick clouds.

The figure of the tree spirit is somewhat illusory, obviously not its real body.

After the tree spirit finished speaking, he didn't hear Angel's response for a long time. He looked back in confusion. Only to find that Angel was not listening to him, but was looking into the distance.

The tree spirit followed his line of sight and saw a row of ant-like black spots on the edge of the vast snowfield, slowly moving forward.

They were human beings, ordinary mortals. There were about two to three hundred people. Everyone was wearing thick clothes, their faces were red from the cold, and their hair and eyebrows were all covered with white ice threads. But no one dared to stop and could only keep walking forward.

.

"Hey, we can actually see the refugees from the Eternal Night Kingdom now." The tree spirit clicked his tongue twice.

"Are they refugees from the Kingdom of Evernight?"

The tree spirit nodded: "Yes, you can tell just by looking at their clothing style. But I remember that the refugees from Yongye Kingdom basically fled at the beginning of the year. Why are there still them now?"

"Maybe not the first batch of refugees." Although they were far away, Angel could clearly see that some of those refugees were covered in furs made of wild animal furs. And these wild animal furs were basically

Common wild animals in the Pamiji Plateau.

There are obvious mottled spots on the fur, indicating that the roughest soil tanning method is used, using some trace elements in saline-alkali soil to remove oil and soften the leather. This takes a lot of time and requires finding a suitable area.

In other words, this group of people at least stayed in the Pamiji Plateau for a long time and had a salt-alkali land where they lived for a long time.

After listening to Angel's analysis, the tree spirit also agreed: "I have indeed heard that a very small number of refugees from the Eternal Night Country directly established settlements on the Pamiji Plateau. At that time, I also lamented the impact of human beings on the environment.

adaptability."

It is indeed possible that this group of people are the ones who are trying to survive on the plateau.

But now they seem to have moved away from their old land, because each of them brought a lot of salutes with them, and there were even trailers containing salutes, so they were obviously migrating.

"Why do they migrate?" Although Angel was questioning, at the same time as he asked the question, various answers began to emerge in his mind.

There are too many variables in the Pamiji Plateau. For these ordinary mortals, any variable will bring endless dangers.

Just like some time ago, the fusion of planes caused a large number of spatial dislocations in the Pamiji Plateau. If an extraordinary person is not careful, he may fall into a situation of eternal disaster, let alone ordinary people.

Not to mention the variables brought about by the extraordinary, it is difficult to avoid just ordinary situations.

Wild beasts, glaciers, diseases...etc., including a cold wind, a seemingly harmless snow, may be the last straw that breaks the back of this group of mortals.

So what kind of migration is theirs?

"If you want to know, just ask." The tree spirit just suggested casually, but he didn't expect that Angel actually flew to where the group of mortals were.

However, Angel did not fall into the crowd, but came to the snowfield not far behind the crowd.

A girl with her limbs frozen stiff and her cheeks flushed was looking at the gray sky with dull eyes, waiting for death to come.

"Is it abandoned?" A voice came to the girl's ear. She wanted to see who was speaking, but her neck was frozen and she couldn't move at all.

"Probably not. The fur on her body has not been peeled off. Abandonment shouldn't be considered. Perhaps, it is just the helpless choice of the human race in a desperate situation."

As the words fell, the girl heard footsteps walking towards her, and a figure soon appeared in her field of vision.

A red-haired man.

He slowly squatted beside her, his messy red hair not stained with any snow.

The girl's thoughts had begun to freeze, and she had no time to think about why the snowflakes did not fall on him. All her attention now was attracted by the other person's eyes.

Those are a pair of golden eyes.

This light golden color is the most beautiful color she has ever seen.

Was it a hallucination before death? Or was it real? No matter which one it was, the girl didn't care anymore. She was already dying anyway, so it wasn't too bad to see such a beautiful look before her death.

Just when she thought this might be her last thought in life, the man's slightly lazy voice sounded in her ears.

"Do you remember your name?"



The girl woke up from her sleep. She opened her eyes, sat up and looked around.

She seemed to be confused about how her frozen body had become warm, but she didn't think too much, but slowly stood up and walked forward.

She was going to find her own people and tell them about the dream she had.

In the dream, someone told her that as long as she jumped into a bottomless chasm, that would be her way to survive!

The girl didn't know whether this dream was true or false, and she didn't want to judge whether it was true or false. The only thought in her mind now was to convey this information and tell it to her tribe.

It wasn't until the girl disappeared from their sight that Angel and the tree spirit slowly appeared.

Tree Spirit: "It seems she really thought she was dreaming."

"Being able to have a beautiful dream in such a cruel environment is a blessing."

The cruel environment that Angel mentioned was not only the heavy snow in the sky and the dangerous plateau, but also the reasons that caused this group of people to migrate.

Live line infection.

They learned from the girl that they were originally residents of a border town in Yongye Kingdom. Because of the changes in the dome of Yongye Kingdom, they came to the Pamiji Plateau and found a quiet salt-alkali land to settle.

It is not easy to survive in the Pamiji Plateau. The settlement that originally had a population of close to a thousand people has gradually lost two to three hundred people in the past six months due to various reasons.

After finally stabilizing, when they thought they could live a peaceful life, they encountered the biggest crisis, a strange infectious disease, which was the outbreak of live thread.

This outbreak happened so suddenly, nearly 50% of the people were infected, and only a few hundred of them escaped and were forced to find a new settlement.

On the way, the girl's limbs were frozen and she suffered from a severe cold and fever. As a last resort, she chose to stay where she was and wait quietly for death.

However, what she didn't expect was that she was not greeted by death, but Angel.

Tree Spirit: "I will take you to the ruins first. As for the location of her previous settlement, I have already informed your mentor."

If you can save it, do your best to save it. If you can't save it, then you have to give up. But even if you give up, you can't let this group of people remain outside. The vitality of the living thread is too strong. If it spreads beyond the Pamiji Plateau, then

Trouble.

Angel nodded: "Let's go."


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