Chapter 144 God's迹

In human history, there are three unsolved natural mysteries.

The Mohenjo-daro event in India more than three thousand years ago.

The bizarre explosion near the Wanggongchang gunpowder depot in the southwest corner of Beijing on the morning of the Dragon Boat Festival, May 30, 1626 (the sixth day of the fifth lunar month in the sixth year of the Tianqi reign of the Ming Dynasty) at 9:00 AM.

The massive explosion that occurred in the Evenki Autonomous Region of Siberia, Russia, on June 30, 1908, at 7:17 AM (0:17 UTC).

Yes, as Sindaruo looked northwest towards the Greater Khingan Mountains, what Fang Senyan thought of in the first instant was the Tunguska event, one of the three great natural mysteries!

According to later estimates, this explosion was equivalent to 15-20 million tons of TNT—the power of 2,000 atomic bombs, and felled 60.04 million trees in an area of more than 2153.2 square kilometers, with an area of 2,000 square kilometers of virgin forest knocked down by the shock wave, and at least 300,000 trees died radially.

In some places, the permafrost was melted into swampland. In subsequent explorations, scientists also discovered that the soil in the explosion area was magnetized; radioactive anomalies appeared in the tree rings of 1908-1909; and some animals showed genetic variations.

Old Sindaruo's eyes were already filled with hot tears, and he shouted excitedly:

"The Land of Miracles, the Land of Miracles! A place that, according to legend, can only be enjoyed by the World Tree, why does it appear in this desperate, filthy world!"

Fang Senyan looked at the misty-eyed Wuge girl next to him, admiring the holy oak Sindaruo, and immediately understood that the simple Wuge girl must also be filled with the thought of "Although I don't know what you're talking about, it must be amazing"...

At this time, Fang Senyan quickly recalled the information in his mind, and suddenly realized something, and then immediately got on the plane and rushed over.

Needless to say, this group of them was received by someone sent by Zi, and all the expenses were covered by the ES Consortium. He took advantage of the free time on the plane, then checked all kinds of detailed information, and then looked up at old Sindaruo and said:

"If I'm not mistaken, then in our world, there may be more than one so-called holy land."

Sindaruo was stunned and said:

"This, how is this possible!"

Fang Senyan smiled and said:

"Why is it impossible? I have already thought of several other so-called holy places. How about this, let's go and take a look at the holy place you mentioned first. Then, we'll take a plane to other places. Your perception seems to be able to reach thousands of kilometers away, so you'll naturally know from a long distance."

Sindaruo shook his head and said:

"I must implant my roots into the earth before I can feel the aura of the holy land. Once my feet leave the ground, it's like being blind. Moreover, it wasn't me who discovered the holy land just now, but something in the holy land seemed to be emitting strange resonant waves to call me!"

Fang Senyan nodded and said:

"I see, but since miracles have already appeared in our dark and filthy world, then why don't you believe that it might appear again? Light often derives from the deepest darkness, and the filthiest places often give birth to the purest flawlessness!"

Sindaruo was speechless.

In fact, it was not Fang Senyan's eloquence that made him unable to speak, but the fact that the holy land actually appeared here made him unable to refute.

At this time, a sweet-voiced flight attendant came over and said:

"Gentlemen, we must land now. We have only obtained flight permission over China here. If we rashly enter Russian airspace, there will be very serious diplomatic disputes."

Fang Senyan waved his hand impatiently and said:

"Go and do it right away, as quickly as possible."

After the flight attendant left, Sindaruo suddenly said:

"No need, I have studied your world, and magic of this level can easily block it."

Fang Senyan smiled and said:

"We call this science, not magic. But can you really be sure that we won't be discovered? Once we are discovered, the other party has the ability to shoot us down from the air. Well, to be more specific, there will be attacks with power no less than ten great fireballs applied to this machine called an airplane. And if once is not enough, it may be repeated hundreds or thousands of times."

The old man said angrily:

"I never do things I'm not sure about."

Fang Senyan nodded and said:

"Then okay."

He stood up and walked to the cockpit in front, and said to the captain:

"How much fuel do we have now?"

The captain was stunned and said:

"Well, we refueled an hour ago, and to prevent any possibility, we still have 93% of the fuel, so theoretically, we can circle the earth two and a half times."

"No need to ask Russia for instructions, maintain radio silence, fly directly into the Russian border. I remember that this new Gulfstream can take off and land vertically, so fly directly to the destination. We should be able to find an area for vertical takeoff and landing," Fang Senyan said lightly.

"But!" the captain said in surprise.

Fang Senyan took a deep look at him:

"I'm not discussing or asking for your opinion. Sir, this is an order."

As an employee, what else could the captain say? He could only maliciously simulate in his heart the powerful face-slapping scenario of a few Su-30 fighter jets running over to "hijack and escort" them, but the situation he expected never came! Time passed minute by minute, and they actually penetrated thousands of kilometers deep into Russia safely, until the co-pilot reminded him that the destination had arrived and that they should prepare to find a place to land, then he was shocked to come back to his senses and realized that the one being slapped in the face was actually himself!

The Tunguska River meandered below. Although this was a rare season of the year when the temperature was above zero, it was still sparsely populated. Vast land and sparse population was Russia's tradition.

After the plane landed vertically on the grassland next to the Tunguska River, the captain and crew were surprised to find that a layer of light blue moss had grown on the fuselage at some point. Although it was only less than a centimeter thick, it looked extremely strange. The entire plane also presented a strange color.

A maintenance crew member wanted to scrape it off, but was strictly forbidden by Fang Senyan. Obviously, this layer of blue moss was the most crucial reason why this new vertical takeoff and landing Gulfstream was able to enter and exit Russian airspace as if there was no one there! And those crew members who looked at each other simply did not know when this layer of blue moss had grown on it!

The captain looked at this thing and murmured:

"It's unbelievable, the stealth technology that the Pentagon has spent decades and invested hundreds of billions of dollars in developing... actually lost to this little layer of moss!"

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Because the center of the Tunguska event is now a virgin forest, the landing site is still some distance away from the core area, but for Fang Senyan, Wuge, and Sindaruo, this journey, which is like a chasm for ordinary people, is a very pleasant journey.

After leaving the sight of the crew, the three of them sat on a treant that had been temporarily given life, and strode on the shoulders of the treant in this mysterious and strange forest. Sindaruo was so excited that his long white beard kept trembling, constantly murmuring:

"The Holy Land, this is the Holy Land! Such abundant and powerful founding energy! So pure! Just taking a sip is refreshing!"

Suddenly, Sindaruo shook all over. He could no longer suppress his instinctive impulse, and instantly revealed the prototype of the ancient and powerful Sacred Oak! Fortunately, this was originally a dense virgin coniferous forest. Adding a huge oak tree was like adding a grain of sand to the beach, inconspicuous and without the danger of being discovered by satellites.

"It's there, it's there!" Sindaruo roared excitedly, completely inconsistent with his old man's identity!

After revealing his prototype, his perception can be said to have increased tenfold! Every step he took, a large number of golden roots went deep into the ground! After sensing the signal, Sindaruo strode forward, his speed was extremely high, and the coniferous forest here was originally airtight, and the high-cold climate made the tree material particularly tough, but under the power of the Sacred Oak, the roots were pulled out of the ground to make way!

After running for seven or eight kilometers, Fang Senyan suddenly realized that the vegetation in front gradually became sparse, from towering trees everywhere to shrubs, and from dense shrubs to sparse grasslands, and finally there was no grass, directly exposing the black-gray dry and hard soil.

This black-gray dry and hard soil occupies an area of about two or three square kilometers, forming a slightly sunken depression. Sindaruo is now staying in the middle of the right side of the depression. Looking at his expression at this time, it is the opposite of the joy just now. Instead, he is gritting his teeth and fighting in a heaven-human unity.

Fang Senyan's perception is good, and his eyesight is also quite good. He immediately saw that in front of Sindaruo, there was a plant with a height of only half a meter, growing crookedly. The plant grew distorted beyond recognition. The half-meter stem was actually covered with tumors the size of ping-pong balls!

More importantly, in this barren depression, there is only this one plant!

"Is this the thing that sends out the information that Sindaruo can receive thousands of kilometers away?" Fang Senyan was stunned when he thought this, when he suddenly saw a scene that made his eyes bulge out.

The great oak wise Sindaruo, who was also given the prefix "sacred"! Actually raised his huge tree foot and aimed it at the pitiful, crippled, and deformed plant in front of him, and stomped down heavily!