"In addition to the Great Wall of the North, most of the underground furnaces were built with the help of Daqin Iron Armor and the construction team, and the Roaring Barrier was also built at the same time."

"It's a good thing we dug the foundation before winter, otherwise it would turn into frozen soil and it would be really difficult to clean it up."

"Furthermore, factories in the northwest production areas and major cities are also operating at full capacity, ensuring the production and reserves of down jackets, baby warmers, heating pipes and other cold-proof equipment, as well as arms. We also have sufficient mineral and energy reserves now. The only problem is

There is still a shortage of manpower, and many jobs cannot be filled... Haha, think about it before the gods came, most people had difficulty finding good jobs, but now it is better, there is a shortage of manpower everywhere. Working on construction sites and in production areas

All workers are career workers, and the state pays them salaries, including five social insurances and one housing fund, which are even higher than office-based administrative positions."

"Speaking of which...why are you still so angry?" Shang Weitian felt that the atmosphere was not right and stopped joking.

"Sigh." Mr. Jin sighed, "Lin Fan and the Guardian Saints haven't been back for two months. Logically speaking, they should have been back last month..."

For a moment, Shang Weitian's eyes became lonely, and he sighed: "Why do you say this again..."

Incomparable worry flashed in Old Jin's eyes: "I don't know what they are now...why don't they go home?"

In the past two months, Mr. Jin seems to have lost some weight.

He no longer worries about the safety of Lin Fan and the gods of Daxia!

It's like a parent at home worrying about an untrustworthy child who travels far away.

"They will come back!" Shang Weitian said firmly: "I believe in them, and they will never let us down!"

"I believe it too." Mr. Jin's eyes were equally firm and hopeful, but he still said: "But just in case..."

Jin Lao's voice suddenly trembled, and he seemed a little tangled: "In case... we still have to be prepared. That is the God Realm... full of dangers... Maybe they have been imprisoned now, maybe they are now...

"

"What do you mean?" Shang Weitian was stunned.

"Lin Fan told me some things before he left." Mr. Jin sighed.

"He said that if he couldn't come back, he might never come back... He left me some things. He said that if it got to that point, he wanted me to see it."

Shang Weitian shook his head: "No need to look, they will come back."

"No, I know they will come back, but..." Mr. Jin exhaled and said in a heavy tone: "I can't take Daxia as a bet, I can't take 140 million compatriots, take 9.6 million square kilometers of land

As a bet!"

"What if...I mean what if...what if..."

After finishing speaking, Mr. Jin staggered out of the temporary command center and walked to the temporary dormitory nearby.

With every step he took, his steps became heavier and heavier.

It seems that the further he moves forward, the more he accepts a cruel truth - "They may not come back!"

He seemed to see Lin Fan covered in blood, saw the gods of Daxia dying in the God Realm, and saw their corpses hung in front of the temple by the gods.

Mr. Jin stopped. In front of him was Lin Fan's dormitory.

Looking at the door that had not been opened for two months, Mr. Jin took out a key with trembling hands and shortness of breath.

"Squeak~"

The door was opened, and the room was as tidy as it was when Lin Fan left, but it was covered with dust.

Old Jin seemed to still be able to see the young man sitting on the bed.

Taking a deep breath, Mr. Jin finally walked to the table Lin Fan was talking about and slowly opened the first drawer on the left. He saw that it was neatly filled with USB flash drives and a laptop.

There are various numbers on the USB disk, 1, 2, 3...

Mr. Jin took out the USB flash drive numbered 4, and then took out the computer.

"You little brat, you are so attentive. You have prepared your computer." Mr. Jin muttered with a complicated expression, slowly inserted the USB flash drive, turned on the computer, and opened the content.

There is only one file in it, which is a video.

The veteran of many battles trembled and slowly opened the file, as if he was under tremendous pressure. It seemed that just opening this file was equivalent to him admitting a fact - "The gods of Daxia will never go back again."

coming."

The video popped up, and Lin Fan was seen laughing on the screen: "Mr. Jin, when you open the file, I should be dead..."

For a moment, Mr. Jin was in tears!

"Don't cry," the young man on the screen scratched his head with reddish eyes, and then said with a calm smile: "Don't worry, Daxia will not perish even if I die. No, I specially recorded this video."

"Baby, you are so attentive..." Mr. Jin's eyes turned red. He could not imagine that Lin Fan had even considered this step!

This young man has even considered what Daxia should do after he dies!

Jin Lao couldn't even imagine how Lin Fan felt when he recorded these videos!

Even if I know that I am dead, I still care about Daxia!

Moreover, this USB flash drive is the fourth one!

The first three are obviously the first three arrivals of the God of the Sea!

In other words, Lin Fan had recorded every message about the arrival of the gods from the beginning, and had assumed that he had died in battle from the beginning, helping Daxia survive the crises after his death!

He was prepared to die from the beginning!

"If you see this video, it means that I died before the God of Winter came... Well, my life was shorter than I thought, and if I died, the gods of Great Xia would also suffer heavy losses...

Lin Fan in the picture sighed and suddenly smiled: "But it doesn't matter if I die. Daxia can still win, but it will require more resources. Although it may cause us to be unable to succeed when we face other temples in the future."

."

"Okay, now listen to me. The three major projects must be completed. Just as we planned before, on the basis of the completion of these three major projects, we need to proceed..."

"Snapped!"

Mr. Jin suddenly closed the computer.

"Baby, I don't believe you will die..." Jin Lao's voice trembled, and his red eyes stopped watching the video: "I will wait for you...wait for you for two months!"

"You must come back... come back early!"

A wanderer misses his hometown. Even if he dies, he still misses his relatives in his hometown.

Relatives back home also miss the wanderer, and until the last moment, they don’t want to believe that their child will never be able to return home!

This is the obsession of Daxia people!

…………

The silent and dark dungeon seems to have lost the meaning of time.

I do not know how long it has been.

"Squeak~"

The dry door was opened again.

A dozen strong men walked in, walked between the cells with expressionless faces, and finally looked at an elder Aoki and said: "You are ready to be interrogated!"

Elder Qingmu suddenly turned pale: "No, I don't..."

The strong men didn't care so much, they just took out the key, opened the cell door, and dragged him out!

"Don't be afraid! We are gods!" Elder Lei Ming shouted loudly: "No matter what they interrogate, no matter what methods they use, don't answer! We must uphold the dignity of gods!"

"Show them the backbone of our gods!"

"Don't say anything!"

Young Master North also gritted his teeth and said: "Yes, listen to Elder Lei Ming. If Elder Lei Ming doesn't speak, everyone should not speak!"

"Elder Lei Ming?" The strong man who had just dragged Elder Qingmu out of the cell door was stunned for a moment, turned his head and looked at the cell where Elder Lei Ming was, and smiled: "Haha, you are quite strong... The dignity of a god? Nothing.

No answer? If you don’t speak, everyone won’t speak?”

Elder Lei Ming was stunned: "???"

Suddenly I had an ominous premonition in my heart,

"Okay, let's interrogate you first."

The strong man directly put Elder Qingmu back into the cell again, turned around and walked towards the cell where Elder Lei Ming was.

Elder Lei Ming was immediately dumbfounded.

Damn it, I just said a few words, why are you coming towards me?

"No, I didn't mean that... I was just joking!"

"No, don't come over!"

"You go and interrogate him first, I, I won't resist a beating!"

But no matter how Elder Lei Ming begged for mercy, the strong man remained unmoved. He pulled Elder Lei Ming out with a ferocious smile, and no matter how much he resisted, he directly put his head on his head and carried him to the door of the dungeon.

For a time, many gods admired Elder Lei Ming.

"Elder Lei Ming, take the lead!"

"Yes, it is worthy of being called the Thunder Temple, and its bones are hard!"
To be continued...