"The life in the wasteland has begun to transfer, but at their speed, it is really difficult to reach Daxi Continent, and many people will probably die on the way."

In the study room, Lin Tuo overlooked the Shapan Continent.

Dense black spots pouring out from cities and forests gather together, like dark rivers, or like arrows.

From different directions, head straight towards Daxizhou.

"Well, we still need to help them transfer."

Lin Tuo thought secretly. After thinking for a while, he turned around and took out a brand new piece of printing paper from the desk. He immediately cut it into strips of appropriate size with a knife, then picked up one and carefully placed it in the sand tray.

…

wasteland.

In the central wilderness, a huge migratory team of humans and animals intertwined was trekking on the icy snowy fields, and flocks of birds were passing by in the sky.

Compared to those beasts and evolvers, the refugees in this team are particularly difficult.

They lacked adequate clothing to withstand the cold, and even less food, and many of them were weak or disabled.

At first, they could barely keep up with the team, but gradually they became unable to do so, and some people even fell in the team.

"We are too far away from Daxi Continent and cannot support our arrival." Some of the evolvers in the team were less affected and still maintain the ability to think normally.

At this moment, seeing the humans gradually lagging behind in the team, I couldn't help but worry.

"Ah! Look!" Suddenly, someone in the team exclaimed.

It was as if I had seen an incredible scene.

People immediately raised their heads and looked ahead.

Then I saw clouds rolling in the sky, and suddenly, an extremely huge and weird-looking continent fell from the sky, landing steadily in front of the migrating team, fitting perfectly into the icy wasteland.

"Is it a god?"

"Is this... the New World?"

People can't help but have this idea, combined with the "legal decree" that covered the entire continent not long ago, this is like a method of gods.

Compared to humans, those beasts with lower intelligence did not think much at all, and kept running, swarming onto the "land" made of paper.

When human beings saw this, they did not dare to delay, and rushed to climb onto the warm, rough and white strange land.

Outside the sandbox.

Lin Tuo waited for a while to confirm that the transfer team had covered the paper, then he picked it up, keeping his hand steady, and slowly moved towards the mountains of Daxizhou.

Although the number of lives carried on paper is large, the weight is still within the bearable range.

The vibration caused by the rise immediately caused countless lives on the note to fall to the ground, showing expressions of horror, and shouting subconsciously.

Some of the humans crawling on the edge of the paper were clinging to the bumps of the land beneath their feet, staring wide-eyed at the shrinking wasteland.

Immediately, they discovered that the "land" under their feet stopped rising after it reached a certain height, and instead moved rapidly to the west. The mountains and rivers below were like phantoms, retreating rapidly.

"Look! That's old Kyoto!"

"That's Damang Mountain!"

"Lightless City!"

People were surprised to look at the familiar and unfamiliar buildings and landmarks on the earth from an unprecedented perspective, as well as the dilapidated and barren wasteland.

"Is this the world we live in?"

Most of the humans in the team, especially the refugees, have never left the place where they live, and their fantasies about distant places only exist in the few words of the "Revenant Hunter".

They know that this land is not good.

They know that the world is a bad place.

They know that this is a wasteland abandoned by the gods.

However, it was not until this moment, when riding on this piece of land made of white paper and overlooking the earth, that they finally realized clearly what the world they were in looked like.

"Many years ago, the world was not like this.

At that time, there were four distinct seasons, unlike now, where winter takes up most of the year... At that time, those ruins were still lively and bustling cities.

Some citizens work in factories, their children study in schools, and when people are sick or injured, they go to the hospital for treatment...

Young people are chasing fashion, and the clothes worn by young men and women in love are different every day..."

edge of paper.

An old man who has lived from the old times to the present is squatting on the "ground", his sparse gray hair shaking in the wind.

In fact, he is less than fifty years old now, but the harsh environment of the wasteland makes him look as old as seventeen years old.

He looked at the world that was rapidly retreating, and thin tears flowed from his cloudy eyes:

"At that time, I was still an Imperial pilot. Hey, it was a great career with a bright future and was very popular with girls. Until the disaster... nothing happened."

Next to him, a skinny child looked blankly at the ground and then at the old man, his face full of confusion.

As a refugee born in the wasteland era, he was completely unable to understand the "old era" that the old man talked about. He just felt that the still young blood was surging in his withered body.

The constant flow into his brain made him just want to shout and cheer.

"Wow...ah..."

So he finally cheered, inspiring more refugees to shout together. They didn't even know why they were shouting or crying.

In the midst of this shouting, the ground beneath his feet rose into white peaks.

Those are the western mountains, and they have arrived at Daxizhou.

Immediately, the "land" beneath his feet began to descend, slowly, towards a huge valley on the edge of the continent.

Humans and animals shouted in fear, hugging each other, staring at the approaching mountains and rivers, and the "glazed lamp" that was still shining brightly even under the clouds.

"Look!"

"Oh my God, what is that?"

"Spread out! Get out of the way!"

On the ground, on the top of the mountain, the evolvers of "Fire Company", "Grey Mountain Group" and "Floating Doomsday" had just barely come back to their senses when they saw the strange land falling from the sky.

What's more, I saw that it was densely packed with endless humans and beasts.

This scene was so shocking that many ferocious evolvers rolled on the ground without any image and hid in a panic.

However, soon, all creatures realized that their worries were unnecessary.

The invisible hand that controlled the entire "land" placed them in the valley so gently, cautiously, and even "warmly".

…

…

"What are they shouting?" Outside the sand table, in the study, Lin Tuo carefully placed the first batch of migration teams among the mountains, and then finally let out a breath.

Just now, he was so worried that his hands were shaking and he even held his breath.

"Forget it, let's forget about it for now." Shaking his head, putting aside the little doubts in his heart, Lin Tuo took another piece of paper from the table, and then stared at another migration team:
Chapter completed!