Stopping on the endless gravel beach, everyone in the Executive Directorate looked shocked. Even though they had been mentally prepared before, at this moment, the trembling from the depths of their souls could not be concealed.
"Judging from the file information left by the scientific expedition team members, we are far from reaching the real Hades and are still at the entrance."
Jian Weilan shook off the rainwater on her sleeves, and took out the printed manuscript from her arms somewhat casually.
[The Fool] has brought him, and this family, a unique focus and a strong insight into the operation of all things in the world from generation to generation.
In Jian Weilan's eyes, he was just passing through a dull and bad land, far less exciting than reaching the real goal.
"Jian Xi, how far is Hades?"
"Not sure."
Jian Weilan shook his head: "Even he didn't really reach Hades. In the end, he just turned back halfway and escaped from here by accident."
"It's just that, although we don't know how far it is, the way to reach Hades is very simple."
Jian Weilan raised his hand and pointed to the extension direction of the railway: "As long as you keep moving along the railway, Hades will definitely appear at the end of the extension."
“Fuck off??”
Even with the psychological quality of the elites present, after hearing this sentence, they all retreated for no reason. It was not that their will was not strong enough, and when no one knew the distance, it was really impossible to just walk.
Can it solve the problem?
How big is a horizon?
If you rely on human footsteps, you may not be able to reach Hades even if you make it to next year.
"Of course that's not what I meant."
Jian Weilan flipped through the information: "In this self-narration, there are a few words about railway trains. Shi Cheng once took a ride and went straight to the depths of the road to Hades... There, he saw more absurd and shocking things.
Something to be afraid of.”
"That is to say..."
Jian Weilan put away the information with a "pop" sound and looked thoughtful: "On the way, we can try to take the shuttle bus that transports the dead souls. They can greatly save our time in the underworld."
"The train transports the souls of the dead to their destination. This should be a self-explanatory logic. Why are the souls of the dead sent back to the world by the train..."
"Jian Xi, the shuttle bus is here!"
At this time, someone suddenly reminded Jian Weilan in a low voice beside him, which woke Jian Weilan out of his thoughts. He immediately turned his head and looked behind him, only to see a roaring high-speed train slowly stopping beside the queue.
[Ding Dong~]
[Dear passengers, the G7145 train from "Tianhe Dayong Road" to "Gui Ming" will arrive at the "life and death line" at the next stop]
[Every passenger getting off the bus, please keep your personal belongings and get off the bus in order.]
[Passengers boarding the bus, please follow the yellow landmarks and get on the bus as soon as possible!]
呲——
The doors of the moving carriage were opened one after another, revealing a brightly lit corner of the interior.
The team leader signaled everyone to keep quiet and made a gesture to disperse. The team of dozens of people was immediately divided into two teams and entered two adjacent carriages to help each other.
While everyone was starting to take action, Jian Weilan remained unmoved. He looked at the modern train under the dim dome, smiled, and walked towards other carriages.
"Jian Xi him..."
The leader saw members of the Fool's faction shaking their heads at him, as if expressing a fact in silent language.
Don't speculate on the behavior of fools, let alone try to imitate them. Many times, fools will easily open the fence of rules like a shepherd, but the vast majority of people will just fall into a trap like lambs.
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Entering Car No. 6, Jian Weilan glanced around condescendingly, as if she had seen what she wanted, with a look of unexpected joy.
"You are indeed here."
He walked to a seat and sat down, holding his chin, with an innocent look on his face: "To the peepers at the airport that day, should I call you Descartes, or...Mr. Gao?"
In the seats opposite, the two souls remained unmoved, as if they didn't understand.
"Although I don't know how you, as a human being, can interpret the soul so vividly. But unfortunately, I have to tell you, this is of no use to me."
Jian Weilan crossed her legs and touched her eyes with two fingers: "As long as you do this, your disguise will melt like ice and snow..."
As he spoke, his eyes lit up with white light, as if they were knives used to analyze all things, easily piercing through the mirage disguise on the soul's surface, and directly going away from the other person's face.
"Let me see what the evil man who has stirred up the entire East China Sea looks like..."
Jian Weilan's words suddenly stopped in the middle of his words. He felt as if he had seen some unbelievable scene and could hardly catch his breath.
"you!"
On the opposite side, the disguises of the two souls were opened one by one, turning into large white mist and floating away. However, what was inside the mirage were two figures wearing masks, one white and one black.
I saw the figure on the left using his elbow to push the figure on the right, and whispered: "Mr. Gao, you really didn't guess. Fools can't see through the disguise on the physical level."
"Of course."
Mr. Gao, also known as Gao Yi, had an evil ghost mask on his face that twitched slightly, as if he was smiling: "The fool's ability to see through everything is in the sense of skill."
"In other words, he can easily determine whether it is milk or a glass of water mixed with pigment."
"But if I change the transparent packaging to opaque, no matter how free he is, he will never know what's inside, because this is not an additional effect of the ability, it is just a simple line of sight."
Gao Yi held his chin with his hands and looked at the opposite side with a carefree look on his face: "What I said should be right, right? Lord Fool who came from afar?"
Jian Weilan had a gloomy look on her face. It was obvious that Gao Yi had pointed out the weakness that she was least willing to accept. She said coldly: "Don't be happy too early. I..."
"Are your people behind you?"
Gao Yi played with his fingers carelessly: "But I also regret to tell you a piece of news. This is not a place for internal fighting. At least, from a human level, we should be in the same group."
"Look out the window."
Gao Yi stretched out his hand and pointed at the world outside the window, which had become darker and darker at some point, and said meaningfully: "There are 'people' looking at us."
Jian Weilan frowned slightly, turned his head calmly, and looked in the direction indicated by Gao Yi, only to see a tall but still shadow, like a radio signal tower under the night, standing in front of a coastline like a rising tide.
Although they couldn't see anything, the three people in the carriage could clearly feel a line of sight coming from the shadow, as if it were a substance, sweeping back and forth over every inch of skin on their bodies, making people shudder.
"Mr. Gao, tell me...could this thing also belong to my family?"
Descartes couldn't help but shrink into the shadows.
This feeling is really creepy. It's like being in a subzero ice cellar, surrounded by the omnipresent breath of death.
"no."
Gao Yi shook his head decisively and added: "At least in my opinion, no."