The next morning, Widow White took Jun Linfenga and others on the train to Central County.

The train of the steel plane is the old-fashioned steam locomotive. As the whistle sounds, huge black smoke comes out of the head of the locomotive, and then rolls forward in a violent roar.

Fortunately, although the motorcycle is broken, the luxury private room is still comfortable in the illusion.

Junlin and Bai Widow sat in the private room. Junlin held the book in his hand and looked at the scenery outside the window. Sometimes he would be dazed and think about something.

After driving for a long time, the train quickly passed through a huge ruin.

The broken city and the collapsed houses, like the embers of the doomsday, are near the Black Iron City.

"That's the Iron Fort." said Widow Bai: "The former county government of Beijiang County was destroyed later."

"I know, the candidate did it." Jun Lin said casually.

Widow White sighed: "That was a year ago. A voter escaped and our people were catching him. No one expected that the guy could actually exchange the nuclear bomb from the system."

"The most important thing is that you didn't expect the power of a nuclear bomb to be so great." Jun Lin said casually: "I guess he warned you."

White Widow was stunned for a moment: "Yes. He warned, but we didn't believe it."

"But you have not learned your lessons, and you are still hunting candidates now."

"That thing is very expensive, not every voter can afford it. The most important thing is... voters are needed." Widow Bai said helplessly.

The pursuit of power and endless desire make the big men in the steel plane still provoke even though they know that the candidates are not easy to mess with.

To put it bluntly, it’s not myself who is unlucky.

"No nuclear pollution?" Jun Lin asked.

"Some, but they were automatically cleared. Even so, it still caused more than 10,000 deaths."

"There are fewer people who have died. I guess the scale of that thing is not large enough. Of course, it is also related to the strength of the human body in the steel plane. As long as it is not in the core area, there is a chance to survive."

Widow Bai was a little unhappy: "Do you still think there are more than 10,000 people?"

"At least your bosses are not afraid of being bombed." Jun Lin sneered.

The white widow was speechless.

This topic made both of them a little unhappy and did not continue.

Junlin simply picked up the book and read it.

Seeing him like this, Widow Bai couldn't help but say, "Have you finished reading the book?"

"Yeah." Junlin nodded.

"What are you talking about?"

"You didn't see?" Jun Lin raised his head.

"Didn't you remind us not to read that book?"

Junlin was happy: "You are obedient again in this matter?"

Widow Bai said: "The first person who read that book has started to have nightmares, dreams about the devil."

Are signs already starting to appear?

"No wonder." Junlin nodded: "So I'll have a nightmare sooner or later?"

"Maybe it's useless for you." said Widow White: "You are a voter, protected by the Supreme God. The law of fantasy may not affect you."

"I don't think so." King's Landing put down the book: "Nicholas will not give us immunity. For him, there is no difference between voters and natives, and they all need to be tested."

"But you are not afraid?"

"If my experiment could be completed, maybe I could fight this mental invasion." Jun Lin said.

Widow Bai shook her head: "I look down on you, but you want too much. You want to use it to awaken the constitution of the law, and you also want to fight against the invasion of fantasy laws. Don't you think this is a bit whimsical?"

"In theory, yes. But I have the confidence to complete it." Junlin said this and looked at himself.

Not achieved.

It doesn't matter, keep coming.

Junlin has time to make a lot of effort.

He has the greatest confidence in completing the experiment, not life transformation, but absolute truth.

"So you think this fantasy creature invasion is a spiritual invasion? Through spiritual invasion, invade the consciousness of the natives, and then transform them into devils?"

“That’s true in the movie.”

"But the question is, are the devils produced in this case fantasy creatures? Or something else? I mean, you Earthlings' movies can't give each devil who occupies others, right?"

"A good question. This is indeed a question worth thinking about. There are two answers to this question. One is that it encroaches on the bodies of the indigenous people, which are fantasy creatures with names and surnames. Encroachment is just a way for them to cross the plane. They are actually reborn from their bodies."

"What about the other answer?"

"That's more terrifying. This means that fantasy creatures can also create new lives... Sherlock Holmes wants to get married, and he wants to see if he can have children."

White Widow opened her mouth in surprise: "You mean...fantasy creatures create life?"

Junlin nodded: "You can understand it as a derivative of fantasy creatures."

"You didn't know about this when you ascend to the plane?"

Junlin sighed: "There are too many things to do, but there is always too little time. But I think the second type may be very big. It is also very simple to prove it. If you can't wait for Sherlock Holmes, just grab a fantasy creature and use them to mating, and then you can get the result."

Widow Bai thought for a while and finally said, "You are a smart person. What you think is more than so many of us. I began to understand why the art works on Earth can be so imaginative and have unlimited imagination."

King Lin didn't care: "You are just used to solving problems with your fists."

Widow Bai was a little dissatisfied: "Working with you is not a matter of solving problems with your fists."

"But the plan was not proposed by you." Jun Lin retorted: "You just accepted my suggestions."

"Okay, I'm not as good as you in terms of words. You haven't told me what the book is talking about." Widow Bai had no choice but to continue changing the topic.

"Oh, a very simple story." Jun Lin said: "There is a little girl in the town who was disliked and bullied by her classmates because of her poor background. During a bullying, the classmates played with the fire, which actually caused the child to be seriously injured and even implicated her family and died together. Shortly after that, the child summoned the evil ghosts from hell to take revenge."

"Where does this story come from? Is it also from this movie?" Widow Bai was puzzled.

Jun Lin shook his head: "No, it was created by itself, so it was considered to be completed."

"Can you find any clues?"

Junlin continued to shake his head: "A simple and old routine is suitable for many stories."

“I thought your artwork was innovative.”

"How can there be no complete innovation? Combining routines with innovation is the king."

Widow Bai muttered: "It's so interesting. Why do I think this story is a bit familiar? I seem to have heard it somewhere?"

She fell into long thoughts.

Outside the window, the scenery swept by rapidly.
Chapter completed!