Creating a Sandbox World Chapter 111: National Alert

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Short-term confusion of consciousness, loss of sense of direction, as if countless mists pass by, the whole person seems to be floating in the sky without weight.

Then suddenly fell down again, and finally opened his eyes sharply.

In the simple, small, dry and cold wooden house, when Hathaway disconnected from the mysterious space and got out of the state of cultivation, she opened her eyes and had a brief loss of consciousness.

Raising his right hand, on the silver medal hanging from his wrist, the complicated pattern has been dimmed, no longer flickering like breathing, becoming ordinary and ordinary, just like it has been in the past ten years.

"Huh." He let out a deep breath. At this moment, the grandmaster who woke up from hibernation and wandered like a ghost for ten years seemed to pour out all the complicated emotions in his heart.

The hibernation plan is over.

However, she was not as relaxed as expected. At this moment, she even felt a strong sense of emptiness.

It's as if, for the past ten years, a certain force that has always supported oneself has disappeared suddenly.

Everything is as planned.

The destructive cold wave has appeared, the angels have recovered, and the round table has reopened.

The four new successors have also shouldered a heavy mission at this moment, and they have begun to issue government orders, mobilize national resources, and initiate the long-term plan...

With decades of years, Orrod, who has successfully completed his supervisory duties, is already old, and he can wait for the arrival of people in the shelter in the southern continent with peace of mind.

People who are at a loss will soon be forced to drive, urging them to go on the next journey.

Only myself...as if I have never done anything, the first to fall asleep, and the latest to wake up.

I slept for a while, then just walked in a trance like this for a hundred years.

I went through the whole plan completely, but didn't show any practical value. Looking back, I seemed to be the one with the most remaining seats in the round table.

The only thing left is the identity and generation of an "ancient strong man", and with the help of the familiarity with observing angels, a little "superiority" can be obtained from the eyes of the younger generations such as Queen Francis.

Yes, yes, only that... poor... superiority.

And now, there is nothing left.

No mission, no mission, no goal, no direction.

No one needs her, and there is no place for her in this world.

At this moment, the sense of separation and strangeness from this era is unprecedentedly strong.

It was so strong that the legendary supernatural a hundred years ago couldn't help holding his arms tightly, and felt that this room had never been so cold.

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After sitting there for a while, Hathaway finally got up and decided to go out and find a warm place to sit.

She pulled out a set of thick cotton-padded clothes, scarf, and hat from the suitcase under the bed, wrapped herself heavily, and tucked her purse into her pocket before she opened the door.

Along the only path, towards the town below the mountain.

At this time, it happened to be the afternoon when the sun was the strongest, but the temperature did not rise.

On the contrary, the cold wind blowing from the north became more and more bitter.

Even the white windmill on the mountain turned faster than usual.

This mountain is definitely not close to the center of the town, but for a high-level transcendent, this is nothing.

Soon, Hathaway, wearing a down hat, scarf, and a thick down coat, appeared in this town called "Seaside".

The name "seaside" often sounds related to the extreme heat, beaches, and the sea in summer, but for this town in Winter County, "seaside" is just the original meaning.

There are not many residents in towns, so even in the sunniest afternoon, there are few people on the street.

In fact, compared to the densely populated southern mainland, with decades of policy control and population loss, many places are quite sparsely populated.

This situation is especially evident in Winter County.

Hathaway put her hands in her pockets, carrying a small backpack, and walking slowly along the road with remnants of snow. Soon, she stopped in front of a coffee shop that she frequented.

In the two months since coming here, she often comes here to sit and sit. The environment is good, the boss has a very good personality, and there are many frequent customers. There is a warmth that is different from that of family.

"Ding 啷啷……"

Pushing open the floor-to-ceiling glass store door, the wind chimes hanging in the door made a pleasant sound, and the full heating in the house rushed in, making the whole cold body warm in an instant.

The direction of the window of the house is a very long, dark brown table with chairs on both sides. Inward, there are some in the corners, separate tables and chairs, bookshelves, and sofas. , The sun shines in from the glass and sprinkles on it, making it extremely warm.

At the moment, there are a dozen customers in the coffee shop, scattered among the tables and chairs.

Some are reading, some are chatting, the most are gathered next to the "public TV" by the wall, watching TV programs while drinking tea.

"Hey, Miss Lena, do you want to sit? The seat you like is still empty." Seeing Hathaway push the door in, the smiling boss greeted him behind the bar.

Lina...this is her identity forged casually.

"Well, give me a cup of hot coffee, you know what I like to drink."

Hathaway habitually pulled out a smile, said, and immediately took the latest newspaper from the next shelf and walked to the long table.

"Hey, Lena, you haven't been here for a few days." In the corner, a regular customer raised his cup and gestured towards her.

"No, that's just because you were not there when Lena came." Next to me, a woman who was reading a magazine shook her head and denied.

"That's a shame..."

Listening to the conversations of a few "friends" who are not very familiar, Hathaway's coldness dissipated a lot, she took off her thick coat and put it aside, she asked with some nostalgia Road:

"Any news?"

She knew very well that soon, such a peaceful scene would never be there again.

"What else...discuss that our factory has not started work? Or is this **** weather?" a chubby middle-aged man complained:

"It's the end of February. The temperature has not risen, but it has gotten colder. I heard that this year has reached the lowest point in history. I am afraid that I will not be able to go out in the future."

"Be quiet, don't disturb people reading."

"It's just this kind of atmosphere, don't you see that they have been watching TV? Just because of the unfortunate weather, this year's ball game has been cancelled..."

Amidst the middle-aged complaining, Hathaway looked up at the public television.

At this moment, a catastrophe drama is playing on it. It tells the story of climate change, global cooling, and human struggle to survive. There have been many similar stories in recent years.

At this time, suddenly, the TV signal was suddenly interrupted, leaving only a piece of noise. Two seconds later, the picture stabilized again, but it was switched to the Aspen National News.

"What's the matter? Who secretly changed the channel?"

"No one moved...it seems to be a forced broadcast."

This unexpected change immediately attracted all the guests. In the screen, the host sitting in front of the camera seemed to have just received the manuscript, which seemed to be confirmed by others.

After getting a positive answer, he used an unbelievable look, facing the camera, and said quickly:

"Dear viewers, this is the national news station. We just received an urgent news!

Just today, a few hours ago, a mysterious cyclone suddenly appeared in the polar regions and triggered a super blizzard. At this moment, it is rapidly spreading outward!

The northern observatory completely lost contact with us an hour ago!

...Attention, this is not a joke!

Yes, at this moment, on the sea of ​​storms north of the border, there is a terrifying and suspected supernatural storm spreading!

...According to the news from the palace, it is very likely to be an extraordinary event similar to the ‘Clinical Disaster’ a hundred years ago! ! "

"...Just now, Aspen, Flair, Winton, and the South Continent, the four countries held a conference call and issued a super warning at the same time!

All citizens, please prepare for emergency evacuation and avoid disaster!

Relevant evacuation actions will be taken care of by local city halls!

Repeat it again!

This is not a joke! This is not a joke! "

In the public television, the famous host had a pale face and an urgent tone, repeatedly repeating the information on the manuscript.

The news was spread to the entire kingdom via television signals.

In the coffee shop.

Listening to the anxious voice coming from the TV.

Except for Hathaway, the rest of the guests fell into a short sluggishness. For a while, the middle-aged talent asked hoarsely:

"This...isn't it true?"

No one answered, the temperature in the entire store seemed to be freezing at this moment.

After a while, a guest who was standing in front of the TV grabbed his cheek and said in a panic: "It's fake...it's a fake...how can it be..."

"The news station can't make such a joke!" The woman who had read the magazine yelled in a sharp voice, staring at her eyes tightly.

After a while, as if remembering something, I pulled out a delicate radio from my carrying bag and turned it on.

"Shasha...suspected supernatural blizzard...please all citizens who heard this broadcast immediately return to their homes and prepare for evacuation...

One more time, a supernatural blizzard comparable to the disaster of a hundred years ago is spreading out from the poles..."

On the radio, the voice of the national radio station was repeated over and over again, echoing in the small cafe, as if pressing the still button.

In the next second, the whole coffee shop "exploded", and no one could remain calm again.

The TV station and the radio broadcast at the same time, this can't be a "joke"!

And what really hurts people is the term "trivial disaster" in the news.

The ~IndoMTL.com~ it refers to is the supernatural "cake" disaster that swept the world a hundred years ago and was made by a mysterious "trick".

That is also the common and painful memory of all mankind!

And now, such a disaster... unexpectedly... has it come again?

"No! It must be an exaggeration! It can't be true..."

"Emergency evacuation...avoidance...how could..."

"Go, let's go to the city hall, we must confirm it!"

Amidst the horrified noise, Hathaway didn't say a word, but silently picked up the cup of hot coffee on the table and took a sip.

Immediately, he turned around consciously and looked out the window through the glass.

I saw that at this moment, a heavy snow fell from the window.

I am going to drown the world.