Embers Ad Infinitum

Hearing Jiang Baimian's answer, Shang Jianyao withdrew his gaze regretfully.

Fortunately, fortunately, he didn't have his own way this time... Long Yuehong saw this and quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

In fact, he also knew that most of the time, Shang Jianyao listened to what others said and obeyed the arrangements.

At this time, Wang Fugui saw Jiang Baimian still looking at the blurred or fragmented rotting corpses, and couldn't help but raise his hand to his nose and said:

"Will there be clues on them?"

"Not sure." Jiang Baimian replied casually, "The main reason is that I don't have a camera now and can't take pictures. I have to write down various details and do further analysis later."

At this moment, there was no time or conditions for her to do an in-depth autopsy.

Jiang Baimian immediately put on gloves and, together with Bai Chen, quickly checked the condition of the corpse and the items they carried to see if they could find any valuable information.

Shang Jianyao and Long Yuehong stared at Wang Fugui and others, while the other guarded the surroundings in case they were attacked.

During this process, Long Yuehong smelled the disgusting smell of corpses, and inexplicably felt like she had entered a ghost story:

Those ruin hunters were "charmed" by the white wolf, and after being taken into the ruins of the city at the other end of the cave, they jumped to their deaths one after another!

This is both weird and mysterious, and terrifying at the same time.

And this is just some of the people brought here by the white wolf... Where are the others? How are they doing now? Long Yuehong looked around vigilantly, feeling that something unknown was brewing in the desolate, quiet city square filled with green plants.

The unknown often represents terror.

Jiang Baimian didn't waste much time and quickly completed the preliminary autopsy.

She said as she took off her gloves and put them into a special plastic bag:

"At present, it seems that they fell to death, but it is unknown what changes happened to their minds or bodies before jumping off the building. Alas, we cannot do a detailed anatomy here."

She actually knew how to do autopsy... Wang Fugui was stunned for a while.

For him, even the word "autopsy" was learned through some old world books he found while exploring other ruins.

Of course, as relic hunters, they will also come into contact with corpses, examine traces, and determine the cause of death in their daily adventures. However, this is very superficial and does not form a systematic science. It is purely supported by experience. Therefore, they can only confirm that the target died in Guns, sharp weapons, or wild beasts. Did he die after a fierce battle or was he attacked from behind?

As for the items found on the corpse, Jiang Baimian collected them all and planned to study them carefully after returning.

Waite and others did not stop them, nor did they try to get a share of the pie. After all, most of the missing ruin hunters and wilderness wanderers lived a miserable life, and the only valuables on their bodies were their organs.

"Their guns are missing." Wang Fugui stated this obvious fact.

"Before entering the ruins of the city, were you disarmed by White Wolf, or did you leave your weapons somewhere before jumping off the building to commit suicide?" Jiang Baimian looked up at the majestic black building.

She exhaled slowly and said:

"We're not going in, let's just walk around and see if there are any clues."

"Okay." Waite was the first to respond.

Just wanting to take advantage of the opportunity to make a fortune, he agreed with Jiang Baimian faster than the three members of the "Old Tune Group", Shang Jianyao, Long Yuehong, and Bai Chen.

This made Long Yuehong feel sympathetic to each other.

Gray and Fars did not necessarily have the idea of ​​​​searching for the secrets of the old world, and expressed their support after a brief pause.

For them, the purpose of searching for the secrets of the old world is to make money and exchange for needed supplies. But now that there are other ways and other ways to harvest valuable items, there is no need to take risks.

Except for a very few, the vast majority of human beings choose whatever is easy or safe. Of course, the premise is that the wealth captured by those options is not much different in current cognition.

"Okay." Wang Fugui looked away from the black building.

The two teams immediately bypassed here and walked to the side.

"Wow! Wow! Wow!"

A crow flew across the sky, causing many birds to sing.

"It seems that there are no living things here." Shang Jianyao looked disappointed.

But in this environment, the cry of crows is more terrifying than any other sound... Long Yuehong retorted in her heart.

While walking, Jiang Baimian suddenly stopped.

Following her gaze, Bai Chen saw a leather shoe with rough workmanship and rough style.

There is a lot of mud on the upper of the shoe, and the surface is stained by rainwater after being dried in the sun.

It looked very "new" compared to the shoes on the feet of some nearby corpses.

Long Yuehong slowly raised her gaze and looked into the air corresponding to the leather shoes.

Then, he saw a highly decomposed corpse with a tongue hanging out on the street tree, swaying slightly in the breeze.

The corpse had one bare foot and a leather shoe on the other.

The leather shoes are the same style as the ones on the ground.

Wang Fugui's expression slightly condensed and he said in a deep voice:

"The leather used in these shoes is from an aberrant creature. It must not have existed before the destruction of the old world."

What he meant was that the body hanging on the street tree belonged to a ruin hunter or wilderness wanderer who had disappeared before.

Over there, it's suicide by jumping off a building, and here, it's suicide by hanging? Long Yuehong felt a chill coming from her heart.

Jiang Baimian nodded slowly, indicating that it looked like that.

Shang Jian Yao asked curiously:

"What kind of aberrant creature is it?"

"I don't know what the major forces call it. Anyway, it is a distorted electric eel. Its skin is closer to that of a snake, and it looks like a python itself. At the same time, it retains the ability to release high-voltage current, and it is suitable for environments such as lakes and rivers. They are very suitable and are called the 'Dragon King' by many wanderers of gray soil blood. Some people even sacrificed them and gave them tribute." Wang Fugui briefly introduced, "The smaller ones among them are not that difficult to kill."

When he said this, he did not connect this aberrant creature with Jiang Baimian's special ability at all.

In his mind, it should be a hidden special discharge device.

After Shang Jianyao got the answer, he looked up at the street tree:

"Do you want to put it down?"

"You can give it a try." Jiang Baimian nodded lightly.

Shang Jianyao put on his gloves and volunteered. The four hunters in Wang Fugui's team, plus Long Yuehong, looked wary, as if they were afraid that a corpse transformation or something else terrible would happen.

Soon, the body was placed on the ground, and Jiang Baimian began a simple inspection.

Waite and others took the opportunity to search the surrounding vehicles and bones, looking for valuable items.

"He was hanged." After a while, Jiang Baimian stood up.

Seeing this, Shang Jianyao dragged the old-world plastic awning that had fallen on the street and covered it with the body.

"You're quite..." Wang Fugui didn't know how to describe it for a moment.

"Normal?" Shang Jianyao commented to himself.

"..." Wang Fugui couldn't answer it.

After each collecting some supplies, the two teams turned into a nearby residential area.

This is the nearest residential area to the black building.

"I don't know if anyone who works in that building lives here..." Jiang Baimian whispered to the group members.

Shang Jianyao shook his head with a heavy expression:

"According to the situation presented by various entertainment materials in the old world, housing prices in the core areas of the city are unaffordable for ordinary employees."

"The ones who can afford it are high-rise, which is more valuable." Jiang Baimian nodded, "There is also the possibility of renting. It is very convenient to live near the workplace."

While talking, they carefully entered the residential area with weapons in hand.

Although they haven't encountered any danger yet, the strangeness here has made the air tense.

As soon as they passed the entrance, eight people's eyes turned to the landscape pond in front at the same time.

There was a body floating there, swollen, rotting, and white with water.

"One of those people brought here by the white wolf?" Based on the previous experience, Long Yuehong made a guess directly.

This man drowned himself in a landscaped pond?

Those people that White Wolf brought into the ruins of Wasteland No. 13 committed suicide in various ways in different places in the ruins of the city?

Hiss... Long Yuehong heard Waite's gasp.

Frankly speaking, he almost did it, just a little slower.

The weirdness of this matter was almost beyond his psychological endurance.

Wang Fugui stared for a moment and said:

"I'm really afraid that if I stay here for a long time, I will be like them and commit suicide without any warning..."

"This possibility cannot be ruled out." Jiang Baimian answered seriously.

Waite's pupils dilated slightly and he said urgently:

"How about going back?

"Collect some supplies and books on the way."

He has already obtained quite a lot of items and has no motivation to persevere.

Jiang Baimian glanced at Shang Jianyao, Long Yuehong and Bai Chen, considered it and said:

"good."

The weirdness of the matter was beyond her imagination, so she thought it would be better to be cautious.

Except for Shang Jianyao's slight regret, Long Yuehong and Bai Chen both expressed their agreement.

Gray and Fars were obviously relieved when they saw this.

Normal humans are not willing to stay in this situation, let alone those who are experienced.

As a saying goes by the Gray Tu people: The older you get, the less courage you have.

At this moment, a voice came from a place that was probably only a few hundred meters or more away from them:

"Ouch!"

This is a standard wolf howl, not as terrifying as the monster roar in Swamp 1 Ruins.

"That white wolf?" Shang Jianyao said excitedly.

Wang Fugui pondered for a few seconds:

"Would you like to catch it by the way?"

This is an extremely well-paid mission, and it is also the purpose of Wang Fugui, the lone hunters and the "old tune team" to come to the mountains on the north coast.

Before Jiang Baimian responded, Shang Jianyao said with an embarrassed look on his face:

"I'm afraid its owner will be angry."

Master... Yes, the giant white wolf brought so many people here, if it was not for himself, then it should be to serve a certain existence... Long Yuehong's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately thought about it.

In this Wasteland No. 13 ruins, there is currently only one known person who can be the master of the White Wolf:

Wu Meng.