157/Seven Streams

The floating island is a city floating on the clouds. The base has no fixed position.

For many years, I have tried to locate by satellite, but have found nothing. To this day, where it is located remains a mystery.

Over the years, the prevention and control center has also known very little about the news on the floating island. I only know that the island owner is a feather, so he is quite low-key. ‌Ten years‌, began to cooperate with slaughterhouses to send express around the world.

This island was also accidentally discovered by workers.

That was more than ten years old.

‌At the beginning, it suddenly appeared in the sky above the third area, and some flying birds could be observed shuttling in the clouds.

Others thought it was a mirage. Until the total contamination value is clearly detected from it.

It's just that the cloud disappeared before it was too late to find out.

Lu Yan flipped through the documents while waiting for Xiao Bing to measure the lesion value.

Xiao Cing's expression was full of incredulity: "Mr. Di, your lesion value has not only not risen, but has fallen. How did you do this?"

Lu Yan replied, "I'm not very clear either."

He didn't want to say that, given the current situation, he couldn't be forced to tell the reason.

Therefore, Xiao Bing also gave up asking, but looked very happy.

He rambled: "I got the news from Mr. Ji Wen that your disease value unexpectedly soared due to overuse of your talent... We were all very worried. Later, I received you by email. In the case report of the pollution source removal operation sent, I thought you were explaining the funeral, and secretly cried for a long time."

Although it is not indicated, Lu Yan is indeed the spiritual pillar of many people.

For example, Director Li and Researcher C, their tasks are basically based on Lu Yan.

Even if Lu Yan's feedback was intermittent.

Lu Yan didn't know what to say for a while.

[The bond between ‌ and ‌ is really a wonderful thing. You will be responsible for Xiao Bing and them, right? ]

He didn't answer.

Because Lu Yan didn't plan to hide his spiritual threshold this time. On the same day, his post on the Apocalypse Forum swiped again.

【shock! 】The tyrant's top1 status is not guaranteed (hot)

The landlord: :  said that today I was testing the spiritual threshold at the prevention and control center, and directly exploded the tester with a ceiling of 17,000? ? ?

1l: Thank you for your invitation, ‌ is on the scene, it's true. Di Shitian is stupid.

2l: I don't understand, but I'm shocked. Has he been an Apocalypse for a year?

3l: What is the concept of 17,000, I only have 700.

4l: In the last test of the tyrant, the spiritual threshold was 13000. I declare the tyrant to abdicate, and the emperor to ascend the throne.

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Lu Yan ignored the commotion he caused, and took his assistant on the road.

The position of the floating island is systematic.

This island built on the clouds is now drifting to where the third and fourth districts border.

Sitting on Lu Yan's special plane, Di Shitian was uneasy, half-floating in the air with his legs crossed, and asked, "Why are you going to the floating island?"

Lu Yan's silver eyes calmly looked out the window: "Take back what belongs to me."

For many years, the believers of the Deep Sea Church cut out seven fish eggs from his body, which brought an end to God's conception.

Just like what my brother said, it is better to ask who Lu Yan is than to ask who he is.

Even now, Lu Yan doesn't know what he is.

Perhaps he should be an ignorant and fearless vessel. However, due to some accidents, this container grew up like a  , and was later shaped into the "Lu Yan" style.

On the floating island, he divided his body into the rear.

After nearly ten hours of flying, the plane finally arrived at its destination.

The third district has a high latitude, is close to the sea, and has many grasslands. Above a vast meadow, a huge cloud floated. A shadow casts a shadow on the ground.

This cloud is always close to the ground, and sometimes far away. It also changes shape with the wind.

If you didn't check it out, probably everyone would think that this is just an ordinary cloud.

The helicopter opened the hatch, and Di Shitian set an example and floated out of the plane first.

[Talent 175 - Floating], this talent does not consume much of itself. So most of the time, Emperor Shitian is in a state of use.

He has three heads and six arms, and carries a lotus flower on his back. The body is heavier than other people imagined, and if it hadn't been floating down the road, it would have been enough to crush his leg bones.

Di Shitian floated steadily in the air and waved to Lu Yan: "You can come out, don't worry."

For safety reasons, Lu Yan carried a pack of parachutes.

According to the system, at this height, he should not be killed. But it still hurts to fall.

Lu Yan tentatively took a step, and the wind around him picked up the ends of his hair.

He stepped on the air, and it was no different from stepping on the ground.

Lu Yan lowered his head and glanced at it. Below was an endless grassland. Flocks of sheep were rolling around on the grass, like white cotton candy.

Thanks to him not afraid of heights.

Di Shitian: "But are you sure that the floating island is here? Is it new news from your prevention and control center? I haven't mentioned it in the fifth district."

Lu Yan didn't really want to explain: "Yeah."

Di Shitian scratched his back with his extra arm, and pulled out a few lotus seeds from his face: "I'm sorry, Doctor Lu, my back is a little itchy."

Adhering to the principle of waste utilization, he used these lotus seeds as fodder and fed the other two heads around his neck.

There was a faint sound of thunder in the calm clouds.

The mythical Di Shitian is in charge of thunder and lightning and fighting. Di Shitian takes this as the code name. He also has [Talent 53 - Thunder], and has a very keen sense of thunder and lightning.

His expression was serious: "This thunder is not formed naturally, it is also a talent."

Lu Yan pondered for a moment, then entered the clouds.

This cloud is very dense, almost semi-solidified, Lu Yan's nose is full of water vapor, and his eyes are white.

The others might be suffocating in the clouds, but Lu Yan liked the wet feeling very much.

The clouds were overcast, and the shrouded electric light did not break down. On the contrary, the clouds separated to the two sides, and there were layers of upward stairs under Lu Yan's feet.

Lu Yan raised his eyebrows: "What are you doing?"

[The Lord of the Floating Island is a rare moderate in Doomsday, maybe you can talk about it. after all. Another reason why the floating island is isolated from the world is because the lord of this island is not as powerful as the outside world thinks. ]

[Also, Rabbit Butcher, Lu Jiahe and 07 are also here. ]

At the slaughterhouse, the system suggested him to hatch Lu Jiahe, who had turned into an egg.

After that, Lu Yan also asked several times. Only know that the rabbit butcher completed the delivery task safely.

But Lu Yan did not think that the three of them would be on the floating island.

"Where's Di Shitian?"

[Never mind him, he's lost. Can't die. ]

Lu Yan's eyes can isolate mental pollution and hallucinations to a great extent, but others are not so lucky.

He pulled out the fire of **** at his waist and headed for the yard. The dagger is heating up.

Everything about the floating island slowly unfolded on Lu Yan's face.

In the center of the clouds is a clear lake. A homing pigeon is walking by the lake. They are several times larger than normal pigeons, and their eyes are eerily scarlet.

 Some of the pigeons opened their mouths, with long, thin tongues like snake letters, covered with sharp teeth. They plunged into the lake water and took out the fish, and swallowed them whole.

In addition to pigeons, there are also other birds.

Layers of clouds and mist divide the floating island into different spaces.

different from other polluted areas. The atmosphere of the floating island is very warm. Ignoring the appearance of some pollutants, it is like a fairy tale world. The sun shines on the clouds, refracting. A rose-like golden color.

Behind Lu Yan, there was a gentle voice: "It took me 80 years to build this island."

He turned his head.

The island owner wore a white robe like a surgical gown and held a case in his hand. He was wearing a top hat, with a bird's head, his face could not be seen clearly, and a huge beak poked out from under the brim of the hat.

According to some sources, the prototype of the island owner is a crow. Behind him, the jet-black feathers were hanging down, and the whole body was slightly suspended in the air.

A white dove landed on his shoulder, and the island owner whispered, "Hello, Lu Yan."

The carrier pigeon looked at the visitor curiously.

Unexpectedly, the aura of pollutants on the island owner was very weak.

Lu Yan looked at him firmly: "Are you waiting for me?"

"I guess, you are talented and all-knowing." The island owner raised his hand, and two huge birds brought a chair and a wooden table, "After all, with the information that has emerged, the floating island is not easy to find. ."

Lu Yan pursed his lips.

"If you don't mind, maybe we can talk."

The island owner sat down opposite him, took off the hat on his head, then lowered his head and took off the mask on his face.

The huge beak turned out to be an iron mask, and the edge of the mask pressed a light mark on his face.

"Introduce myself, my name is Song Tianyu. I have been away from this society for too long. If I am disrespectful, please forgive me." Song Tianyu's face was covered with a layer of gray-black down. A pot of tea, "You may not have said my name, I'm Qiao Yu's husband."

Lu Yan was unavoidably taken aback when he received this introduction.

Lu Yan had never seen the live Professor Qiao. After all, when he was born, Qiao Yu had been dead for many years.

He only briefly met that man in Tang Xun'an's dream.

On the day Yu Zhizhi woke up, Qiao Yu did not choose to go to the shelter, but went to the ninth floor underground.

He said that his love had become a pollutant and was placed on the ninth basement.

Later, after coming out of the dream, Lu Yan also asked Tang Xun'an and Director Qiao's ending.

Tang Xun'an told him that Qiao Yu was saved by his love who became a pollutant. His love died at that time, and Qiao Yu died of illness at the end of the last century.

"On the day Yu Zhizhi evolved, I regained some sanity, but I was still a pollutant." Song Tianyu briefly recounted this experience, "I saved him from other pollutants, yes , Qiao Yu made a very bold decision."

"He reported to the general manager that I died in the cataclysm. Then he raised me in private."

This approach is deviant and outrageous. If it is discovered, it will probably cast a lot of shadows over the glorious image of Qiao Yu's life.

Song Tianyu's body is not old, but his narration is extremely slow, and he often falls into deep thought: "I did, slowly recover my mind. If I can't still detect the pollution value, I will still be weak because I haven't eaten. It's no different from Chang's. Maybe also, I have some talents that Chang's doesn't have."

"It was also at that time that Qiao Yu put forward the hypothesis of 'evolution'. In the past, all distortions were called 'pollution'. He knew very well that this kind of society could not tolerate me, no matter how mild and innocent I was. Harmful."

Song Tianyu paused: "I am a mistake that needs to be ended."

In some sense, Song Tianyu's words are correct.

This type of battle has always been aimed at removing pollution. In this battle for survival, there is only one winner.

When Song Tianyu said this, he was not sad, his expression was very calm.

"But in order to wait for you, this mistake of mine continues to this day."