Chapter 125 Holy Land?

In human history, there are three completely 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).

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

Yes, when Sindaro looked towards the northwest of the Greater Khingan Mountains, Fang Senyan immediately thought of the Tunguska explosion, one of the three great natural mysteries!

According to later estimates, this explosion was equivalent to 15 to 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. An area of 2,000 square kilometers of primeval forest was knocked down by the shock wave, and at least 300,000 trees died in a radial pattern.

In some places, the permafrost melted and turned into swamps. In subsequent expeditions, 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 mutations.

The old man Sindaro already had tears in his eyes, and he shouted excitedly:

"A place of miracles, a place 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 dewy-eyed, worshipful expression on the face of the Mist Song girl next to him, and immediately understood that the simple-minded Mist Song girl must also be filled with the thought, "Although I don't know what he's talking about, it must be amazing"....

At this time, Fang Senyan quickly recalled the information in his mind, and immediately seemed to understand. Then, naturally, he immediately got on the plane and rushed over.

Needless to say, this group of people was received by people sent by Zi, and all expenses were borne by the ES Group. He took advantage of the free time during the flight and checked various detailed information, then raised his head and said to the old man Sindaro:

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

Sindaro was stunned and said:

"This, how is this possible!"

Fang Senyan smiled and said:

"Why is it impossible? I have already thought of a few other so-called holy places. How about this, let's go to the holy place you mentioned first. Then, we'll take the 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."

Sindaro 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 there seemed to be emitting a strange resonance wave, calling me!"

Fang Senyan nodded and said:

"I understand, but since miracles have already appeared in our dark and filthy world, then why don't you believe that it might happen again? Light often grows in the deepest darkness, and the most filthy place often gives birth to the purest innocence!"

Sindaro 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 it.

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

"Gentlemen, we must land now. We have only obtained flight permission here in China. 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, and do it as quickly as possible."

After the flight attendant left, Sindaro suddenly said:

"No need, I've studied your world. This level of magic can easily shield 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 the power of no less than ten great fireballs acting on this machine called an airplane. And if it doesn't work once, it may be repeated hundreds or thousands of times."

The old man said angrily:

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

Fang Senyan nodded and said:

"Then okay."

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

"How much fuel do we have left now?"

The captain was stunned and said:

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

"There's no need to ask Russia for instructions, maintain radio silence, and fly directly into Russian territory. I remember 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 with you or asking for your opinion. Sir, this is an order."

As a wage earner, what else could the captain say? He could only maliciously simulate in his heart the powerful face-slapping scene of several Su-30 fighter jets coming to "escort" them. However, the scene he was looking forward to never came! Time passed minute by minute, and they actually penetrated thousands of kilometers into Russian territory safely. It wasn't until the co-pilot reminded him that the destination had arrived and to prepare to find a place to land that he came back to his senses in astonishment and realized that the one being slapped in the face was actually himself!

The Tunguska River meandered below. Although it was in a rare season of the year when the temperature was above zero degrees, it was still sparsely populated. Vast land and sparse population were originally a Russian tradition.

When the plane landed vertically on the grassland next to the Tunguska River, the captain and flight attendants were surprised to find that: A layer of light cyan moss had somehow grown on the fuselage. Although it was only about one centimeter thick, it looked extremely strange. The entire plane also presented a peculiar color.

A maintenance crew member wanted to scrape it off, but Fang Senyan strictly forbade it. Obviously, this layer of cyan moss was the key reason why this new vertical takeoff and landing Gulfstream could enter and leave Russian airspace as if it were entering an uninhabited area! And the bewildered crew members had no idea when this layer of cyan moss had grown on!

The captain looked at this thing and murmured:

"It's really unbelievable. The stealth technology that the Pentagon spent decades and invested hundreds of billions of dollars to develop... actually lost to this small layer of moss!"

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Because the center of the Tunguska explosion is now a primeval forest, the landing site is still some distance away from the core area. However, for Fang Senyan, Mist Song, and Sindaro, this journey, which would be like a natural moat for ordinary people, was a very pleasant trip.

After leaving the sight of the crew members, the three of them boarded a treant that had been temporarily given life. Riding on the treant's shoulders, they strode through this mysterious and bizarre forest. Sindaro was so excited that his long white beard was constantly trembling, and he kept murmuring:

"Holy land, this is the holy land! Such abundant and powerful source energy! So pure! Just taking a breath of it is refreshing!"

Suddenly, Sindaro's whole body shook. He could no longer suppress his instinctive impulse and suddenly revealed the prototype of the ancient and powerful Sacred Oak! Fortunately, this was originally a dense primeval coniferous forest, and adding a huge oak tree was like adding a grain of sand to the beach, not noticeable at all, and there was no danger of being discovered by satellites.

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

After revealing his prototype, his perception could be said to have increased tenfold! With each step he took, a large number of golden roots plunged deep into the ground! After sensing the signal, Sindaro strode forward with extreme speed. The coniferous forest here was originally airtight, and the climate of the high-latitude zone made the wood particularly tough, but under the power of the Sacred Oak, the roots were pulled out from the ground to make way!

After running for seven or eight kilometers, Fang Senyan suddenly realized that the vegetation in front of him was gradually thinning. From towering trees everywhere, it became a shrub forest, and from a dense shrub forest, it became sparse grassland. Finally, it was completely barren, directly exposing the black-gray, hard soil.

This black-gray, hard soil occupied an area of about two or three square kilometers, forming a slightly sunken depression. Sindaro was now staying in the middle of the right side of the depression. Looking at his expression at this time, he was the opposite of the joy he had just shown. Instead, he was gritting his teeth and engaging in a battle of heaven and man.

Fang Senyan's perception was good, and his eyesight was also quite good. He immediately saw that in front of Sindaro was a plant that was only half a meter tall and growing crookedly. The plant was so distorted that it was unrecognizable. The stem, which was only half a meter long, was actually covered with tumors the size of ping-pong balls!

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

"Is this thing emitting the information that allows Sindaro to receive it thousands of kilometers away?" Fang Senyan was thinking in astonishment when he suddenly saw a scene that made his eyes bulge out.

The great oak sage Sindaro, who was also given the prefix "Sacred"! Actually raised his huge tree foot, aimed it at the pitiful, crippled, and deformed plant in front of him, and stomped down on it fiercely!