Above the gray fog

"I'll continue to walk around." Lin Shan said.

Perhaps following these three big guys can continue to get free benefits, but Lin Shan has more important plans next.

"Okay, you follow him, we will pick him up after a while." Mom looked at the World Spirit next to him and said.

"Okay." The World Spirit's voice was a little helpless.

"You support a group of leaders in this world again, and the matter of restoring world order will be left to you." Mom looked at Lin Shan again and said.

"Yeah." Lin Shan nodded.

"See you later." Steinbeck Heller waved his hand, and the three of them disappeared instantly.

"Just call me the World Spirit, I don't have a name." The World Spirit looked at Lin Shan and said.

"Well, is there anything good in this world?" Lin Shan asked directly.

"Originally, there may be some, but now there is a high probability that there is no more." The World Spirit shook his head slowly.

"Are there still living creatures in this world?" Although Lin Shan was sure that there were still living creatures in this world, he still asked a question to confirm.

"Yes." The World Spirit nodded.

"Take me to them."

"Come with me."

A light gate appeared behind the World Spirit.

Lin Shan followed the World Spirit through the light gate and stepped into a gloomy space. There was no warmth of the sun, no twinkling of the stars, only a silence shrouded in eternal shadows.

His perception began to spread, silently sliding across the cold ground, delicately exploring the last safe haven of this world.

He found some faint breath of life, they were like swaying glimmers in the night, although small, but tenacious and persistent.

"These are my last children..." said the World Spirit.

Lin Shan nodded slightly and continued to explore.

The simple sheds built on the ruins were made of various discarded materials. The roads between the sheds were narrow and tortuous. The air was filled with the smell of mold and despair, but there was also a kind of persistence in life that exuded a faint temperature in the desolation.

"I can't interfere with the progress of the world. This is already the limit." The somewhat sad voice of the World Spirit came into Lin Shan's ears.

Lin Shan nodded slightly, his senses locked on a family in the ruins.

A couple and their children were crowded in a shed of less than ten square meters. The furniture in the house was just a few pieces of worn-out wooden boards. The clothes were tattered, the food was scarce, and the hardships of life left deep marks on their faces.

Their child, a little boy about five years old, had lost his innocence in his eyes.

He held a smooth stone tightly in his hand, which was his toy.

With a simple exploration, Lin Shan knew everything.

The little boy's father was a miner. The calluses on his hands and the dust on his face told of the hard work he did deep underground for his family's livelihood.

His eyes revealed fatigue, but whenever he looked at his family, that fatigue turned into deep love.

The mother's face was haggard, but she still carefully sewed clothes for her child. Her movements were gentle and firm, even though her fingertips were covered with blood spots from the needle.

This scene was a tiny microcosm of this shelter, a world that was about to be destroyed.

This microcosm tells Lin Shan how people find hope in despair and how they protect the tiny light in the endless darkness.

Their lives are like candlelight swaying in a storm, weak but extremely tenacious.

"Sure enough, no matter where, human beings are the same..." Lin Shan said to himself, "But where do people come from?"

The creatures here are all humanoid creatures, with only a slight difference from the gray fog people. The people here are slightly shorter, but the average appearance is very high.

Lin Shan's perception continues to wander in this darkness.

In this environment, not everyone can maintain light and warmth like that small family. A few people completely release the evil deep in human nature in despair.

Lin Shan saw that a group of disheveled men were playing around some newly looted supplies. Their laughter was full of ridicule and recklessness, and there was no sympathy or compassion for the world in their eyes.

Among them, there were several captured weaklings, including some thin children and the elderly. Their eyes were full of fear and despair, but they were powerless to resist.

An older man was pushing a young woman with his rough arms. The woman's clothes were torn to shreds, and her face was bruised from resistance. She tried to protect herself, but in the face of such a huge difference in strength, her resistance seemed so weak.

Lin Shan watched this scene, and the evildoers suddenly died.

Looking away, Lin Shan sighed at the complexity of human nature.

Good and evil are only a thought away.

In this desperate moment, there will be extreme good, and there will also be extreme evil that is opposite to it.

Lin Shan's perception covered the entire gathering place, where there were probably nearly 500,000 people left.

For this huge world, only 500,000 lives left were equivalent to extinction.

Half an hour later.

Lin Shan stood in the center of the gathering place and looked around. His eyes penetrated the darkness and despair around him. He raised his fingers slightly, and with an almost silent snap, those creatures that had been completely and irreversibly corroded by evil disappeared in an instant. Their bodies seemed to have become dust in the wind, blown away by the breeze.

The World Spirit watched this scene. Although the words in his mouth were silent, the uncontrollable sadness in his eyes had revealed his inner fluctuations. Although Lin Shan's behavior was cruel, it seemed extremely necessary in this context.

"Is there any land available for habitation outside?" Lin Shan asked calmly.

"Yes." The World Spirit replied with a hint of solemnity in his voice. It was both looking forward to and worried about the upcoming changes.

Lin Shan waved his hand, and an invisible force surged. Those simple sheds and the creatures in them were gently wrapped up, and they were taken into Lin Shan's palm without a trace of vibration.

Lin Shan followed the World Spirit through the light gate and came to a relatively peaceful flat land.

There was turbid sunlight through the sparse clouds, spreading the light of hope on the earth.

Lin Shan waved his hand again, and the sheds and creatures were gently put down, like light fallen leaves returning to their roots, and were safely placed on this new land.

After the creatures were settled, they seemed a little confused for a while, but then they felt the warmth of the sun and the solidity of the land.

The children were the first to react. They ran boldly in their new home, and their laughter gradually replaced their previous crying and fear.

After a while, the men began to discuss how to rebuild their homes here, while the women held their children, with long-lost peace of mind and smiles on their faces.

Lin Shan stood high in the sky, watching all this silently. He was so familiar with this scene.