From a high position, Lin Tuo blinked and watched the flame with the strange ether reaction extinguish, vaguely guessing something.

After thinking about it, he did nothing after all. He turned around and brewed a cup of hot tea to warm his body while overlooking the entire Winter County.

The meeting with the Queen of the Sea Tribe went very smoothly. As a group of beings with a keen sense of danger, they sensed the terrifying storm early on.

After a brief conversation, the details were agreed upon.

Lin Tuo "teleported" to the North and South Continent again uneasily, mixed in the crowd and continued to observe for a while, then put away the clone and returned his consciousness to the original body.

Focusing on the Winter County of Aspen Kingdom.

Taking into account the geographical location, this was also the first group to evacuate during the entire large-scale transfer. At this moment, from an overlooking perspective, the entire Winter County has entered into full mobilization.

There are cars constantly running on the road leading to the port, and compared to roads, the most important mode of transportation is railways.

"Has it started yet?" When Lin Tuo cast his gaze over, he suddenly saw that in the wind and snow, all train stations in Winter County were crowded with people.

Those were citizens transported from the surrounding areas, large and small, gathered together, and the heat radiated from each other almost melted the snow.

"Woo-" On the land, steam trains were filled with passengers, like crazy rotating machines, transporting large numbers of people to the port.

And when he used the "zoom" ability to enlarge the map, he discovered that a similar scene was taking place across the entire northern continent.

For decades, various countries have tirelessly conducted drills for this major transfer, and now it has finally come into use. The railways that were laid in advance to facilitate the port have provided necessary support for the major transfer.

"Dong... Mings... East Fort... Bruce..." Lin Tuo's eyes swept across the land one by one, and in his mind, place names emerged one after another based on the maps he had seen before.

According to the plan, the large-scale transfer will be carried out in fifteen large ports. The three kingdoms are not very different in size. Each has five large ports. The population of each county in the country will be sent here through railways, roads, and small port ships.

Fifteen positions.

And through these directions, passing through the Sea of ​​Storms where Jiudalian Island is located, we arrived at the shelter of the southern continent.

The first port to start operation was in Cold Winter County.

"I don't know if those sea tribes can do it..." Lin Tuo muttered softly and looked at the southern continent again.

In contrast, the climate there changes more slowly, and it is still clear from a high altitude.

However, if you look carefully, you will find that white mist is gradually rising over the entire continent, which is water vapor sprayed from the "altars" scattered throughout the territory.

Yes, the large altars built by Emperor Li Mou in his later years, who made plans, were originally vents set up in advance. The air circulation inside and outside the "sanctuary" connected the entire underground world with the gas emitted by the magic steam mixed train.

As well as the necessary light and fresh water obtained from the surface, all will be exchanged through these large "vents".

But at this moment, as the doomsday approaches, the "secret" can no longer be concealed. When the whole country of the southern continent mobilizes and sends the population underground by train, the countless earth dragons made of steel can spit out pure white mist at this moment.

"Virtual panel." Withdrawing his gaze, Lin Tuo thought for a while, called out the Evolution Sandbox Panel, and immediately found the time flow rate setting, stared at Winter County, and turned on "Time Acceleration".

The entire transfer process would probably last at least half a month, or even longer. He couldn't wait slowly in reality.

As for whether turning on time acceleration will miss key events, he is not worried.

He had previously estimated that with the current civilizational gap between the two worlds inside and outside the isolation barrier, the difference in time flow speed is no longer large. He can completely "turn it on" and "turn it off" by holding his watch.

As the thought turns, the time flow rate is readjusted from 1:1 to automatic.

As a result, visible to the naked eye, the trains and cars in Winter County became faster, and the light in the sky also changed, like a time-lapse photography, rapidly darkening and then lighting up again, and the whole world was accelerating.

At the same time, new content is constantly popping up in the running log:

[On February 25th of...year, the four countries issued the highest alert for the entire territory and launched a large-scale transfer plan...]

[Subsequently, in the Southern Continent, the "underground cities" operated at full power, and people from various provinces and cities were transported to "altars" throughout the southern continent and transported to underground resettlement areas through huge subway lines]

[On the 26th, the details of the Centenary Plan were made public, the underground city was officially renamed "Shelter", 1,398 underground blocked areas were announced to be operational, the Southland promulgated a temporary immigration order, and the Southern Continent port opened a through-train to the port...]

[Fifteen large ports in the Northern Continent countries have entered a state of takeover, all ships have been dispatched uniformly, an "emergency evacuation order" has been promulgated, and the entire territory has been mobilized, taking the lead in launching a large-scale transfer plan at the port of Winter County in the Kingdom of Aspen]

[On the night of the 26th, a large number of sea creatures arrived in the waters outside Winter Harbor...]

…

Aspen Kingdom, at the northern end of the Storm Sea, about five kilometers away from Winter Harbor.

At this moment, it was night, snowflakes were flying in the sky, the sea was cold and dark, and because the port was closed, no ships could be seen in the entire sea area.

However, at this moment, under the sea surface that ordinary people cannot see, there are densely packed black shadows arranged in an array, like spiral gene chains, swimming rapidly from a distance.

There are so many of them that, at a glance, they are almost endless.

"Wow... Wow..."

When they finally got close to the sea and exposed their heads, they finally showed their appearance as belonging to the sea tribe.

"General! This should be right here." One of the captains among the group of sea tribesmen at the head couldn't help but shuddered and said, and then added in a low voice, "It's really cold on the sea."

The Sea Tribe general whom Lin Tuo had met not long ago did not respond. He just held the ice fork in his hand with a serious look on his face and looked far ahead at the lights in the dark night:

"Is that the winter port of mankind?"

"According to the map, this is the right place." The other deputy trembled, picked up a plastic-sealed map and took a look at it. The scales on his forehead also released a ray of light like a flashlight.

"That's enough," the Sea Clan general put his hands on his hips and nodded. Then he turned around and looked at the densely packed heads protruding from the sea behind him. He took a deep breath and prepared to speak.

As a result, I accidentally inhaled a few snowflakes into my nostrils, and immediately started sneezing. The team leader next to me curled my lips and muttered:

"I just said it's colder on the sea surface than under the water. The general still doesn't believe it. He's already catching a cold..."

"Shut up! Be serious!" The Sea Tribe general rubbed his nose that was red from the cold, then glared at the latter fiercely, then coughed, straightened out his particularly turbulent chest, and said loudly:

"Little ones, are you ready?"

The next second, tens of thousands of sea tribes raised their heads at the same time and replied: "Ready!"

"What is our goal?" The Hai clan general raised his ice fork and raised his voice.

Tens of thousands of sea people also raised their arms and waved: "Make ice! Big ice!"

"Very good, all sea people, follow my orders and start practicing!"

"Huhuhu~"

Amidst the shouts, the densely packed sea clan suddenly dispersed and used their bodies to form a huge circular formation on the surrounding sea area.

Immediately, one magic focus emerged one after another, and tens of thousands of sea creatures cast spells at the same time. The already cold sea water suddenly clicked... and froze...

…

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February 27, early morning.

"Woo..."

A steam train coming from Winter County sounded its whistle and slowed down in the dim light of morning.

The cold and dark steel parts moved repeatedly amidst the rhythmic roar, and large amounts of steam spewed out from the exhaust pipe.

As the train entered the station, countless passengers who had been packed like canned fish all night with their luggage and relatives in the carriage woke up one after another, and their blank faces were all on the train windows.

"Get off the bus in an orderly manner! Queue up to enter the port!" The station is very close to the port, and someone has already set up a blockade here.

Passengers one after another, carrying their luggage in panic and embarrassment, squeezed out of the car door, and then, under the watchful eyes of heavily armed soldiers, formed a long line and slowly wormed their way to the port.

"This is my visa and passport." Fortunately, the person at the front of the queue was a middle-aged man wearing cotton-padded clothes, carrying only a briefcase, and wearing glasses.

From the collar of the cotton coat, you can still see the formal suit underneath, and there is still water mist that has not been wiped off on the lenses of the two glasses.

Seeing the officer at the entrance looking at him intently, the middle-aged man added in a panic:

"My name is Chen Fan. I am from the Southern Continent. I am here on a business trip. I hope to return to the Southern Continent as soon as possible. My wife and children are waiting for me. I..."

Perhaps because of nervousness, he seemed a little incoherent.

However, the officer did not check his passport. He simply looked at him and let him go. At the same time, he added in a low voice:

"You don't need to check your identity here until you get to the shelter, so put them away."

After a pause, he looked at the long figure at the back of the team with no end visible, and added: "Besides, you are very lucky, all of us are rushing to the Southern Continent."

"What?" The middle-aged man named Chen Fan was obviously stunned for a moment, and then blurted out, "Everyone? How can they be transported here? How can there be so many ships in the port?"

The officer gave him a complicated look, moved his lips, and said, "I originally thought so, but... I saw a miracle."

As he spoke, he turned sideways to let the entrance pass and at the same time looked towards the sea not far away.

I just heard a strange, distant music floating far away from the stormy sea.

As a result, countless "refugees" in the long queue stopped talking, stood on tiptoe, looked forward, and then their eyes widened, speechless.

The originally noisy port suddenly became silent!
Chapter completed!