Chapter 155 Chaotic Time

After the staff sorted out the data, a timeline was quickly analyzed from the table data.

If Xiao Jian's first day back to the old house is still taken as D1, then based on this, it is divided into two different time axes.

First is Xiao Jian's D2. He got up in the morning and stewed beef and went to the county town.

D3, Xiao Jian was surrounded by the fog wall.

And at D7, his mobile phone finally received a series of messages.

The first one is an early warning message, the second one is an evacuation warning, and the third one is the temporary constitution of the shelter.

These three messages appeared at the same time in the data record.

Now switch the time axis.

According to the date on the leaflet Xiao Jian got, that day should be Xiao Jian's D2.

Based on this, the leaflet airdrop date is temporarily set as D2-this day is 3 months after the first monster appeared.

Then the first warning message that actually occurred should have been released one month before D2.

The second message is basically the same as the time of the leaflet throwing, which can be regarded as D2.

The third message about the temporary constitution of the shelter should be one month after the leaflet was thrown!

That is to say, on the day of D7, Xiao Jian received messages from 1 month ago, 4 days ago, and 1 month later.

It is worth noting that these messages all came from the same base station, referred to as base station A.

There is no way to verify the specific world time of the messages after that, because soon after the temporary constitution of the shelter was announced, the world was completely separated by the fog and could no longer contact each other.

But in general, except for the confusion of the time of the first three messages, the other messages sent by base station A can basically guarantee one or two per day.

The problem lies in the switching of base stations.

On a certain day, when base station B suddenly replaced base station A, the information received in the mobile phone was completely confused, and it was basically impossible to identify the existence of any time axis.

Sometimes, the base stations that publish information seem to have been operating in the doomsday for several years or even more than ten years.

Sometimes, the base stations that publish information seem to be as flustered and unprofessional as when they just entered the doomsday.

It was not until Xiao Jian began to receive information from N7183 that the time axis stabilized slightly.

On the first day, the South Five Fortress was in danger, on the second day, the South Five Fortress was breached, and on the third day, N7183 was in danger...

That was pretty much the order.

For Xiao Jian, he seemed to be trapped in an endless cycle: fight zombies, rest, and fight zombies again.

However, his phone seemed to be drifting in the chaos.

The information it received had timestamps from the beginning of the apocalypse a year ago to the present - there were even messages that seemed to be several years later.

In general, the base station information received during the "drifting" period was irregular.

Xiao Jian had not come into contact with the fragments of the world he had traveled through, so their specific experiences seemed to be shrouded in a layer of fog.

Was it a distortion of time, or an intersection of parallel time and space?

This mystery obviously would not be easily revealed.

Facing the chaotic timeline that was almost illogical, Xiao Jian felt powerless.

The only thing he could be sure of was that the time in his courtyard did not seem to be affected by this chaos.

This stability, although insignificant, gave him a little comfort.

At least, in this crazy world, he still had a pure land to live in.

…

Although according to Morse's explanation, the underlying power of the faith link based on the eight foundations will not fail easily, Xiao Jian still has a little doubt about it.

So, in the end, Xiao Jian chose to leave the clone in N7183 temporarily.

He found a lounge next to the radar room. When the clone lay down on the bed, Xiao Jian in the courtyard also opened his eyes.

"Meow meow meow?"

Da Huang squatted on Xiao Jian's legs and was licking his fur. After feeling that Xiao Jian had come to his senses, he immediately came over and meowed.

Xiao Jian then remembered that he had forgotten to feed the cat today.

"Sorry... I'm too busy today." Xiao Jian first chose 100 points of sunshine to feed the cat, and then carried it to the terrace on the third floor.

He randomly found a twin sunflower and assigned it to Da Huang.

"Meow!?" Da Huang felt the change and was immediately happy.

"..."

Xiao Jian scratched the cat's head.

Giving it a twin sunflower is basically equivalent to an automatic feeder.

After letting Huang go to play by himself, Xiao Jian put on [Steel Thorns] again and took a look at his position.

Although N5001 had been completely destroyed, the pointing function of this ring had not disappeared.

As long as he put it on, the tiny and inconspicuous arrow would still appear at the edge of Xiao Jian's vision.

It was like a built-in compass, always pointing in the same direction.

At this time, the position of the "compass" pointer was the same as when Xiao Jian checked it in the morning, and it did not move.

"Is it another new place that needs to be redrawn?" Xiao Jian narrowed his eyes and activated [Broken Confusion].

As a ray of fire lit up in his pupils, the fog surrounding the courtyard immediately became transparent.

His sight extended forward... and then extended... and soon he saw the huge windmill again.

As the line of sight extended, the chanting sound that had always been vague gradually became clearer, as if Xiao Jian's hearing was also extending with the line of sight.

"Huh...huha..."

Amid the sounds of chants, a majestic and huge windmill gradually came into view.

Its huge sail-like blades were slowly turning, drawing in wisps of mist, and then gently but powerfully breaking it up.

Whenever the blades rotate to a specific node, the base of the huge windmill will light up with an extremely thin blue light.

As the blue light turns on, the blades of the giant windmill begin to tremble slightly.

In the constant vibration, the ray of blue and the surrounding space were evenly stirred together, and then slowly blown out by the windmill.

"call……"

As the wind mixed with special energy blew gently, the spreading fog collided with the breeze.

After a moment of stalemate, it was gradually blown away by this gentle yet firm force...

Under the windmill, densely packed green-skinned workers clung to the giant wooden arms on the base of the windmill like ants, slowly pushing it to rotate...

It's like pushing a mill or pushing a winch.

Continuous chants came from the mouths of these hard workers.

Xiao Jian "closed" the distance again and carefully observed these [Dragon Skull Clan Peons].

Their skin shows a kind of emerald green that only plants can have, like fresh leaves or grass that has just broken through the ground.

These peons have muscular bodies but are short in stature. Most of them are shirtless, revealing the brightly colored tattoos on their backs.

Xiao Jian noticed that these brightly colored tattoos were not exactly the same. Some could be seen as symbols such as huge eyes and claws, while others had chaotic lines and completely unclear meanings.

They were barefoot and roared loudly every time they took a step forward...and these roars converged into the unique "chant" sound.

Every time he takes a step forward, the painful "horn" sound that makes people tighten their muscles unconsciously will sound simultaneously.

Anyone who listens can tell just how hard they work...

Seeing this, Xiao Jian was basically sure that the windmill did not have a labor-saving lever structure similar to a winch, but was more similar to a direct push stone mill.

Yes...direct push.

Just look at the huge windmill blades and you will know that this is definitely hard work that can kill people.

This is also true.

Those [Dragon Skull Clan peons] seemed to be draining their energy every time they took a step forward.

Their faces were full of exhaustion and pain. Under such intense labor, they were dancing with death all the time, challenging the limits of life every minute.

What supports them working so hard may be faith, maybe faith... But what is more convincing is obviously the whip in the hands of those green-skinned overseers.

"Snapped!!"

Amidst the sonic boom of the whip, a bloody wound suddenly appeared on the back of a hard worker.

"call……"

The hard worker screamed and quickly pushed the wooden handle forward with all his strength.

The green-skinned overseer had an expressionless face, neither reprimanding nor any emotional fluctuations, as if he were a ruthless machine, and those peons seemed to be just talking animals in his eyes.

The ferocious-looking green-skinned overseer slowly walked away, looking for the next green-skinned peon who wasn't working hard enough.

Suddenly, one of the peons roared one last time with all his strength, and then fell directly to the ground and lost his voice.

The other peons behind him skillfully avoided the corpse on the ground... and the green-skinned overseer who was patrolling the surroundings quickly rushed over and quickly dragged the corpse away.

Both the peons themselves and the green-skinned overseers are obviously too skilled at this kind of thing.

Xiao Jian watched everything happening in front of him silently, without any disturbance in his heart.

Until another slave was brought up... This one was actually a human! ?

Xiao Jian was shocked.

"...Could there be a war between the fragments of the world!?"

Xiao Jian's brows slowly wrinkled.

Although judging from the skin color, the human slave is not of the same race as Xiao Jian, this is still not a good sign...

"Ah!! Damn the orcs! Damn..."

The black slave was whipped, and immediately jumped to his feet and cursed.

It's English!

Xiao Jian immediately confirmed that this human being was indeed from the earth.

This black man was obviously a head taller than the surrounding green-skinned peons, and his body was as strong as a bodybuilder.

However, when he was forced to push the windmill, the gap between him and the surrounding workers suddenly widened... No matter how hard he tried, the wooden pole in front of him would not move at all!

It wasn't until the hard worker next to him helped him that he successfully took a step forward!

It's useless...it just blinded his muscles.

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

As the sonic boom of the whip sounded again, the strong black man and the hard worker who helped him were both whipped!