Embers Ad Infinitum

On the way from the original city to the mountains on the north coast, Shang Jianyao wasted no time and entered room "912" again, looking for the owner of room "522" on the cruise ship.

However, he asked all the passengers on the cruise ship several times, but no one found out that anyone had been to the ruins of Tieshan City.

In other words, these people do not meet the corresponding conditions and are unlikely to be the owners of room "522".

You know, Shang Jianyao used "reasoning clown" or "thought implantation" when asking questions, and the probability of the target lying was almost zero.

This forced him to believe that there might not really be an owner of room "522" on the cruise ship.

Then his idea of ​​overcoming the psychological shadow was wrong from the beginning.

After listening to Shang Jianyao's words, Long Yuehong, who was wearing the "Black Swamp Iron Snake" bionic smart armor and raising her tail, considered it and said:

"The fact that the owner of room '522' has been on that cruise ship does not mean that he and the owner of room '912' are from the same group.

"Although that cruise ship is weird, there is a possibility that it will be requisitioned multiple times."

Bai Chen agreed:

"Perhaps someone deliberately concealed the abnormality of the cruise ship and used it to achieve some purpose of his own."

"It sounds scary." Shang Jianyao, who had switched personalities, put aside his frustration and clapped with a smile.

What Long Yuehong and Bai Chen said will make people think about a question:

On the last day, did the passengers on the cruise ship successfully reach their destination and no longer be affected by the "chaos", or did they pass away quietly, with only a few escaping, leaving a serious psychological shadow?

Jiang Baimian turned on the flashlight and listened to the discussion of the team members. He pondered for a while and said:

"If it is really the situation that Xiaohong and Xiaobai said, then the way of thinking about getting through this psychological shadow will have to be adjusted.

"If it doesn't work, give up for the time being and use the room with the 'strategy' to quickly improve yourself first."

Speaking of this, Jiang Baimian paused:

"However, I think there is another possibility."

She turned her head and turned her gaze to Shang Jianyao:

"Are you sure you didn't miss anyone?

"There are so many people, can you really remember which ones you asked and which ones you didn't?"

Long Yuehong wanted to say that Shang Jianyao was not a fool and could make such a simple mistake, but after thinking about it carefully, he felt that even if it were him, without the help of the auxiliary chip in the robotic arm, he would have to face a whole series of problems. People on the cruise ship can't really remember who everyone is and whether they have asked. After all, time is tight and the tasks are heavy. As human beings, it is inevitable to make mistakes.

Shang Jianyao shook his head quite confidently:

"We asked one question and made nine notes. We also wrote down the characteristics of different characters with pens. In theory, it is impossible to admit mistakes and miss anyone."

As he spoke, he took off his tactical backpack and took out a stack of paper. On it were densely written words such as "Only smell but not smoke", "There is a mole on the corner of the eyebrow", "Like a fool".

Jiang Baimian was stunned for a moment:

"I thought you were writing and drawing these days because you wanted to reset the heavenly blessing map..."

After the "Old Adjustment Team" left the "True Self Cult" stronghold, they did not immediately rush to the mountains on the north coast. Instead, they changed the appearance of their vehicles and found another place to live to confirm that they had really got rid of the enemy.

——They deliberately only built a single-room rental house. Everyone crowded on the bunk beds and pretended to be far away from the danger. They completely relaxed and fell into a deep sleep one after another.

While they were pretending to sleep, they kept thinking about "Yougu"'s gaze while guarding against the enemy's assassination.

After three such incidents, the "Old Adjustment Team" really put its heart back in its stomach and spent a few days collecting supplies and handling trivial matters.

After speaking out his thoughts, Jiang Baimian found that his thoughts were a little off track and became closer to Shang Jianyao's, so he quickly added:

"A good memory is not as good as a bad pen. Well done."

Shang Jianyao ignored Jiang Baimian's praise and said to himself:

"My painting of the blessings of the heavens and blessings was drawn in a hurry twice. It was too sloppy and crude. I really need to find an opportunity to reset it."

Are you taking it seriously... Jiang Baimian maintained his right hand and did not let the light of the flashlight sway.

She thought for a while and said:

"So, is there such a possibility?

"After the 'chaos' on the first night, the owner of room '522' who was unaffected and witnessed the corresponding scene felt scared and found a place to hide on the cruise ship. He also concealed his human consciousness and only occasionally came out to look for food.

"And it just so happened that he was not among the one-third of the people you asked on the first day, and he was not found the following day."

Shang Jianyao's eyes lit up:

"I'll try again tonight!"

He planned to ask the other two-thirds on his first day back on the cruise.

——If the "Old Tune Team" does not finish exploring the corresponding area today, they will leave the ruins of Wasteland 13 before dark and return to the mountains on the north coast to spend the night, without experiencing how dangerous the ruins are at night.

During the exchange, Jiang Baimian and others walked through the passage and arrived at the opposite metal door.

Pushing open the door, they once again saw the overgrown park, the beautiful artificial lake and the tall buildings in the distance.

These things are bathed in the near-noon sun, and death and brightness coexist.

"Don't wander around. Wu Meng is not the only one who is in danger here." Jiang Baimian, who held a personal combat rocket launcher in his left hand and replaced the flashlight with a submachine gun in his right hand, warned.

Long Yuehong lowered her voice subconsciously:

"But we don't know where the Home Reproductive Medical Center is, so we can only explore a little bit and find it slowly."

The ruins of Wasteland No. 13 were blocked by the "Primary City", and not much corresponding information was circulated.

"Looking for a map!" Shang Jianyao was in a good mood.

"Where to find it?" Long Yuehong asked without any sign of weakness.

Bai Chen considered it and said:

"Looking around the neighborhood?

"Just be careful to stay away from the place where Wu Meng was sealed."

Jiang Baimian thought about it and said:

"According to the information I have read, before the destruction of the old world, in the countries in the Red River Basin, city maps were sold in larger bookstores."

"This should be easier to find." Long Yuehong breathed a sigh of relief.

In such a big city, there must be more than one bookstore, which is easier to find than Home Reproductive Medical Center, which has absolutely no semicolon.

In this way, several members of the "Old Tune Team" kept a certain distance and left the park in a fighting formation in the opposite direction from Wu Meng's seal.

After entering the neighborhood, they were not frightened by the scattered bones, oxidized blood, smashed cars, or the dead silence, nor were they tempted by the shiny gold things. They moved forward step by step, searching.

On the way, Jiang Baimian and Shang Jianyao tried their best to sense the surrounding electromagnetic fluctuations and current changes to prevent themselves and their teammates from being affected by Wu Meng unknowingly.

After crossing two streets, Bai Chen's eyes lit up and he pointed diagonally ahead with his chin:

"There's a bookstore there."

Through the dirty glass window, she saw that the books inside had not been removed and were still there.

This shows on the other hand that there are indeed very few people who have visited the ruins of Wasteland 13.

Bypassing the wildly growing garden in the middle of the street, Jiang Baimian and others arrived at the bookstore on the roadside.

It was not small in scale. Long Yuehong stood at the door and looked inside, but could not see the end at a glance.

After confirming through induction that there were no monsters inside, Jiang Baimian took the lead and walked in.

She looked up at the relatively well-preserved LCD screen above the cashier and muttered:

“What’s the point of putting something like this in a bookstore?”

The four members of the "Old Tune Group" were about to look away and look at the surrounding bookshelves when the LCD screen suddenly lit up.

In Zizizzi's voice, a distorted and blurry figure accompanied by snowflakes appeared on the screen.

"Long time no see, everyone!" Wu Meng's voice came out with a pleasant feeling.

Da da da!

Jiang Baimian shot a short burst and smashed the LCD screen to pieces.

The figure above disappeared, and the echoing sound stopped abruptly.

Facing Wu Meng, the "old tune group" had many consensuses, one of which was:

Can't give him a chance to speak completely!

Just as Jiang Baimian's gunfire subsided, several broadcasting devices in the store sounded again:

"The sergeant heard the news..."

boom!

"You don't want to know the secret of the 'New World'..."

boom!

"You are not good to 'Wu Xin disease'..."

boom!

"I transformed the 'White Owl' into an aberrant creature because of the original reason..."

Da da da!

Wu Meng's words were interrupted, and Bai Chen, Shang Jianyao, Long Yuehong and Jiang Baimian didn't give him a chance to finish his sentence.

It wasn't until all the electrical appliances in the bookstore were destroyed by the "Old Tune Team" with accurate marksmanship that the place returned to peace.

Phew, Long Yuehong breathed out and said:

"Wu Meng seems to know a lot..."

Shang Jian glanced at him sharply and asked with bright eyes:

"Were you influenced by him?"

"I'm just thinking normally!" Long Yuehong responded angrily.

Jiang Baimian did not stop the "dispute" between the two, frowned slightly, and muttered to himself:

"Wu Meng can transform ordinary creatures into aberrant creatures?"

If this is true, he might have the ability to awaken humans too!

It is indeed the cancer of this world!