human suffering

Chapter 1635 The Holy Flame Is Lit

According to Cai Gen's wish, the RV drove into the white snowstorm.

Visibility was poor and the sky was much darker.

The RV turned on all the headlights to barely illuminate the road below.

It didn't take long to walk along the road paved by Lang Jiahao and the others at a high price.

Suddenly the wind stopped, the snow was gone, and the eyes were full of light and lush greenery.

It is really an independent space, as if you have come to a new world.

The RV came to an abrupt stop, this time it was Cai Gen who stepped on the brakes.

Naqi was a little reluctant.

"What are you doing?
Chirping?
Are you still going? "

Cai Gen looked at the scene outside the car, how could he not stop.

Opening the car door, he was the first to get out of the car. Looking at the huge snowman in front of him, Cai Gen was so shocked that his mind shattered.

Is this the snowman that the old people dream of?

Absolutely beyond Cai Gen's understanding of making snowmen.

The snowman is at least six or seven meters high, and with its raised arms, it is almost ten meters tall, which is almost as tall as the sculptures in the center of the city.

Snowman's whole body is white and flawless, with beautiful muscle lines, without a trace of bloated snowman in the usual sense. The only decoration is the bath towel hanging around his waist, which seems to be the same style as Old Pu's.

He raised his hands high, as if he was embracing the sky, and he seemed to be praying to the sky, but he couldn't see the expression when he looked up.

If a huge and realistic snowman is not strange enough, then the surrounding lush greenery, like a tropical rainforest, is already overwhelming.

No matter how the snowman is connected, it will not be matched with the surrounding plants full of vitality, right?

It's too out of season, every plant and tree reveals a weirdness.

Cai Gen touched the grass on the side of the road, and broke another branch. It wasn't plastic, it wasn't green paint, and it wasn't an illusion projection. Everything was so real.

Walking up to the snowman, I gently touched the snowman's toned thighs with my hands. It was cold and there were a little snowflakes scattered.

It was indeed made of snow, not ice sculptures, let alone other unknown substances.

This is technical work.

I want to shape the loose snow so realistically that it is comparable to the craft of the Inuit igloo.

In particular, the surrounding temperature, although not too high, must be at least over 20 degrees.

Before Cai Gen got out of the car and walked a few steps, he was already sweating. The temperature was indeed very high.

Why won't it melt?

Is there a cooling system wrapped inside the Snowman?
Just about to smash the snowman to satisfy my curiosity, I saw a white light flashing on the top of the snowman's head, and it burned.

The white flame sprayed out for several meters, raising the surrounding temperature a lot.

Due to the close distance, Cai Gen was so hot-faced that he quickly stepped back a long way.

Looking at the fire-breathing snowman from a distance, it is like a candle burning itself and illuminating others, which is a miracle.

"My God, the flame of Olympus is relit.

Cai Gen, thank you for igniting the hope of Rashi World.

It's you, it's you, only you, thank you. "

This voice startled Cai Gen.

Looking back, Pu Luo was just behind him, still wearing the pink fluffy handcuffs.

Cai Gen complained and glanced at the teddy bear who hurriedly followed.

"Axiong, you were asked to do this, but you couldn't control it.

What's wrong with this old man sneaking up on me from behind?

My few lives are not enough for you to neglect your duties. "

The teddy bear rushed up and kicked Pu Luo over.

"Old man, you just give me eye drops, don't you?

Boss Cai, I see that you lit the fire and slipped away.

This guy jumped out of the window like a cunning rabbit. "

Being kicked to the ground, Pu Luo didn't care, and looked at Cai Gen with eyes full of happiness.

Mouth mumbling, as if to praise something, as if to comfort someone.

"Thank God, thank God, thank you."

"How many years, I didn't admit the wrong person this time."

"Lisa, Shirley, little Nicole, I didn't lie to you."

"Big cousin, second cousin, third cousin, I miss you all."

The hotness in those eyes made Cai Gen's face turn red.

"Okay, okay, let's fix him up.

Why do you say I lit the fire?
I don't even smoke, and I have a strong awareness of fire prevention.

You don't frame me. "

Speaking of this, Cai Gen felt that the question was wrong.

Indeed, as soon as I touched it, the snowman caught fire, and it must have nothing to do with me.

At this time, it is not so important to worry about whether he ignited the fire by himself.

"Old Pu, it's time to play your leading role.

Come, give me a popular science, what is the situation of this fire. "

Pu Luo was helped up by the teddy bear, and walked to the snowman in a few steps.

It seems that he is not afraid of the flames at all, but enjoys the warmth brought by the flames more.

Caressing the snowman with your hand, it seems to be seeing a long-lost relative.

"This is the world of Rashi, the flame of Olympus.

He is set on fire, there are only two cases.

The first situation is that the Laxi world has reached the point of life and death, and the holy fire is lit to warn the world and call on all the gods to work together to overcome the crisis. "

Oh, doesn't that mean the same thing as Beacon Tower?

It has the function of early warning of enemy invasion, which is relatively primitive.

Cai Gen thought of this, something is wrong.

Why do you warn yourself as soon as you touch it?
Are you an enemy?

"Old Pu, what is the trigger mechanism of your holy flame?

Does it have to be touched by the enemy, like a landmine? "

Pu Luo was very puzzled, why did Cai Gen have such an idea?

If the enemy must touch it before calling the police, is it still too late?
"No, the holy flame must be lit by the God King of Lashi World.

Others generally have no permissions.

If I touch it casually, it won't catch fire. "

As he said that, Pu Luo touched the snowman symbolically, and his movements were still very obscene.

God King?
No, the focus should be general.

"Old Pu, am I unusual?"

Pu Luo stopped his hands, lowered his head and thought for a while.

"You are relatively ordinary, it may be that the god of suffering is extraordinary.

You obtained the authority to ignite the holy flame at the beginning, and now you have inherited it.

These are small details, you don't have to worry about them. "

Halo, this is more reliable.

I don't know how many useless qualifications Kushen took.

Could it be that there were too many popular certificates at the beginning?

"So, besides the early warning, what is the second situation?"

Xiong Haizi's curiosity is much more than that of Cai Gen.

Pu Luo walked around the snowman and observed it carefully for a while before making a judgment.

"The second situation is to hold the Olympic Games and run a marathon to pass the torch.

The sportsmanship that symbolizes our world of Rush has a long history.

At the same time, it symbolizes the love of beauty with endless life and endless fitness. "

Look at the fit body of the Snowman, and then think about the figures of Herac and Achilles. People in their world really love beauty, and they all look like fitness instructors.

Cai Gen was trying to make associations with divergent thinking, and was suddenly taken aback.

Running a marathon to pass the torch, the Olympic Games?
Isn't that the Olympics?
It turns out that the torch relay of the Olympic Games came from here.

(End of this chapter)