84: Chapter 84 Returning to the Coast, A New Dimension

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Gaining Fame in Delta.

"Look, how familiar this equipment of theirs is. This is a blatant provocation. The country secretly supporting them wasn't raised by a placenta!"

At the United Nations conference on the Molo issue, the French representative stood up, pointing at the large screen behind him while unleashing a torrent of vile insults towards the American seats without pausing for breath.

America, of course, wasn't about to take the blame. Their representative immediately retorted, "The American government has never been involved in the Molo incident."

"So eager to jump in, did I mention you?"

"Pierre, your mouth is as foul as your ass. I wish someone would sew it shut one day!"

"When did you ever lick my ass?"

Under the gaze of the other nations, the meeting rapidly devolved into a 'cordial and friendly exchange' with ancestors as the central theme.

Lin Fang was also watching this 'livestream' with only one viewer. He was currently sitting in the hastily reopened airport terminal, surrounded by passengers choosing to leave due to the Molo situation.

The reinforcements dispatched by France were on their way. Next would come a stalemate and a game of strategy. The excavation in the central mountain range of Yote Island was also proceeding covertly. Both matters would require some time.

The progress on the new drug research in Switzerland was also going smoothly.

Lin Fang stroked the Black Watch, deep in thought. 'I should return to the Central Continent first. It's also time to find a moment to explore the third dimension.'

Evening, Binhai City Airport.

Experiencing the abrupt transition from backwardness to prosperity, Lin Fang felt somewhat dazed looking at the scene before him. He still had a long road ahead.

After stepping outside...

"Not bad, you've filled out a bit,"

Seeing Lin Fang, whom he hadn't met for over half a year, Lin Tianxiong happily stepped forward and gave him a hearty, brotherly hug. He looked him up and down with evident fondness. "Kid, are you hungry? Tell me what you want to eat, your dad will take you."

But this warmth would only last for two days.

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[Descent into unknown dimension successful]

[Sole objective: Search for supplies, evacuate safely]

[Spacetime Package status: Idle]

[Remaining plunder points: 1668]

[Evacuation countdown: 23:59:59]

Opening his eyes, Lin Fang found himself lying on the floor of a cramped, damp room. The smell of rotten wood, mold, and rust assaulted his senses. The black-green fungal spots on the nearby table corner made the old man's pupils contract sharply upon waking.

This environment... Maybe I should just restart.

Suppressing the churning in his stomach, Lin Fang pushed himself up, barely managing to sit on the floor. A creaking sound came from the old table. Lin Fang looked over. A gray rat, about the size of a cat, glossy and sleek, was gnawing on a yellowed steamed bun, its beady eyes glancing sideways at him.

Based on the 'crime scene,' the likely scenario was this: the old man, dizzy with hunger, got out of bed to reach for the bun on the table, but the rat got there first. Overcome with rage...

This body was probably over 80 years old, more than 20 years older than Orson was before. Truly, when one is old, even a rat can stand on your head.

"Squeak—"

Seeing the elderly human immobile, the black rat grew even bolder. Holding the half-eaten bun, it stood at the edge of the table, taunting him.

The next second, a dark gun barrel was aimed at it.

"Squeak!!"

Bang—

The Remington 870, a large-caliber shotgun, packed quite a punch. After the gunshot, fragments of the black rat painted a few red specks on the wall.

Lin Fang smiled with satisfaction at the sight.

Thump, thump, thump! After hurried footsteps, a girl holding a transparent plastic box rushed in from the doorway, green apples spilling from the box onto the floor.

"Grandpa, are you okay?" The panicked girl tried to help the old man on the floor up.

"He is. He just got so angry at a rat that he died."

Lin Fang looked into her eyes and replied seriously. The girl, about eight or nine years old, had bright eyes and white teeth, but her face was covered in grime, as if she hadn't washed it for a long time.

And judging from her clear, standard Mandarin and the surroundings, he was within the Central Continent.

The girl pursed her lips. "Grandpa, that's not funny. I don't want you to die."

"Really, I'm not your grandpa."

Lin Fang pointed to the large shotgun on the floor. Hmm... she seemed sensible; she should understand.

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Amidst the steam,

the little girl ate slices of meat from the self-heating hotpot while sniffling.

"Thank you, big brother. You're a good person,"

Ruoxi said to the emaciated old man before her. After he materialized things out of thin air, she had already believed him. This kind of food, which she had only seen in advertisements, was piled up beside them in two large boxes.

Someone who shared food with her couldn't be a bad person. The big brother living inside grandpa's body must be like the ones in comic books, an angel with wings.

The sun in this world was going to explode? Lin Fang, meanwhile, ate while pondering the information he'd gotten from the little girl.

What kind of development was this?

Sun explosion... explosion... Lin Fang suddenly thought of a movie. If it really was that world, this explosion should more appropriately be called a 'helium flash.'

"Xiaoxi, what year is it?"

Lin Fang glanced around the dilapidated room. The most valuable thing was the table before them; naturally, there was nothing resembling a calendar.

"2058,"

the little girl replied, her face already flushed red from the spice, but she continued eating the instant food from another world's Shu region, blowing on it to cool it.

The timeline matched.

Lin Fang's heart stirred, but he needed further confirmation. So, he picked up the nearby walking stick, ready to experience elderly life firsthand.

Calling it a walking stick was generous; it was just a thick branch someone had casually broken off.

"Grand... big brother, where are you going?"

Seeing this, the girl Ruoxi hurriedly put down her chopsticks and ran over to support the teetering old man.

Once steady, Lin Fang let out a sigh of relief and said, "Going outside to have a look."

It was already night outside.

Lin Fang slowly walked out the door, passing through several narrow alleys. Some rooms emitted faint light, but most were shrouded in deathly silence.

When the buildings obstructing his view finally disappeared, Lin Fang found himself standing on a riverbank, and he saw his target.

Under the night sky,

before him stood a steel peak taller than Mount Everest, reaching 11,000 meters. Any human seemed minuscule before it, for this was a planetary engine capable of pushing the Earth.

The third dimension was actually the world of the wandering earth!

With the solar crisis erupting, humanity, to ensure the continuation of civilization, had no choice but to embark on a planetary migration. It was an era filled with despair, where countless people still fought with all their might for the same slim hope.

One drooling old man was the exception.

Looking at the engine before him, only one thought rose in Lin Fang's heart:

Excellent, this will soon be mine!