Mysterious journey

In the evening, half of the pale golden sun hangs in the sky, and the light it emits is only a little warm.

A small country region between Kuwait and Ennit.

Two groups of black mist flew across the plains, crossed the grasslands, and entered a sparse khaki mountainous area.

The soil in this mountainous area is bright yellow, and from time to time, dry, leafless, black and thin trees can be seen crookedly distributed on the mountainous land.

In some places, bones and corpses that have not completely decomposed can be vaguely seen. Most are from mutant animals, but also from humans.

Small flocks of black scavenger birds gathered together to feed.

Garen looked down and saw some dark-skinned men with only a few rags hanging on their bodies, squatting next to the corpse, grabbing and chewing the carrion.

As if aware of his gaze, the person below raised his head, revealing a rotten black face.

There were empty black holes in the eye sockets, and some tiny black bugs crawled in and out of the nose. The mouth shape was no longer human, the entire chin and lips were gone, and the white gums were directly exposed to the air.

There wasn't much meat left on this man, and the bones inside could be faintly seen. There are still many wounds on the body that have not healed, and the dark inside of the body can be seen from the outside.

"That man is still alive?" Garen was a little stunned.

"What?" Feng Ling looked at it in confusion, followed Garen's gaze and looked down, and was slightly stunned. "It seems to be a person. Fly lower."

Two masses of black mist descended slowly, hovering more than ten meters above the pile of scavengers.

Feng Chime also saw clearly the appearance of the person below. Suddenly he took a slight breath of air.

"What is this?! A new mutant creature?!"

"I'm afraid not." Garen's face became a little heavy. "Let's move on and see."

The two of them were wrapped in black mist and continued flying forward.

Soon a small human village appeared on the ground ahead. Some of the khaki mud houses collapsed, while others were dilapidated and could barely hold on. It was quiet inside, with no one in sight.

Looking from above, the entire village looks like an earthy yellow round cake, but it is full of holes and gaps.

Soon, the two discovered a skinny black man on the right side of the village. This man was also squatting in front of a pile of carrion, munching greedily.

This pile of carrion turned out to be a human corpse, a human man. The entire abdominal cavity had been hollowed out, and the internal organs were covered with bluish-white mold hairs. Buzzing flies kept swarming around the body.

"Go down and take a look." Garen said solemnly.

Feng Chime also nodded. Both of them felt a little heavy at this time, and the situation was slightly out of control. Both of them thought of a terrible possibility.

Two groups of black mist slowly descended and landed on the ground behind the thin black man. The mist dispersed and quickly returned to the pocket watch in Garen's hand.

The two of them quietly looked at the human figure more than ten meters away.

This man's whole body seemed to be severely dehydrated. His skin was like dry wrinkled rags. Some had fallen off in large pieces with only a thread connected to his body. Some were full of holes, like tattered linen, which could be seen through. See the dry black muscle tissue underneath.

As if he smelled something, the man suddenly stopped nibbling and turned around slowly. A pair of dull black eyeballs stared at the two people behind him.

Hiss.

He made a strange gasping sound, as if he was sniffing something vigorously.

"Are you still alive?" Wind Chime shouted loudly. He quickly asked questions in multiple languages.

Ouch! !

Suddenly, the opponent opened his arms and rushed towards the wind chime, waving at an unusually fast speed, as if there were springs under his feet and a bullet was fired at him. He opened his mouth wide, revealing sharp white teeth, and his eyes were greedy and naked. It was as if the wind chimes were a delicious meal in his eyes.

Seeing the other party's irrational behavior, Feng Ling frowned slightly and raised his hand.

Yellow tree roots suddenly emerged from the ground, entangling the man and tripping him to the ground.

With a pop, the man was still struggling violently on the ground, clawing at the ground with his hands and staring at the wind chime, almost going crazy.

But the roots of his legs continued to spread and soon wrapped around his waist, holding him firmly in place.

"Forget it, let's go, this person is no longer a human being." Garen whispered from behind.

Feng Chime glanced at the human figure on the ground.

"I have a bad feeling."

"Same." Garen turned around and released black mist. "Soon ahead will be the capital of this country. What exactly happened here? We should be able to find some survivors in the capital, and maybe we will find something."

The two rolled up the black mist again and moved forward quickly.

Above and below the ground, more and more humanoid figures appear from time to time, some of which are completely black, and some of which are red. Some of these people were chasing wildly, some were lying on the ground eating carrion, and some were doing certain actions repeatedly.

There are more and more people like this, and they are getting denser and denser.

The two of them passed by each other in mid-air, and their hearts became increasingly heavy.

Soon, in less than an hour, the destination this time, Vival, appeared in front of us. The capital city of this small country.

The city is not big, just like a big yellow round cake spread on the ground.

It was surrounded by a high khaki wall, but it was empty and too quiet inside. Looking from above, one can see tall and short khaki-colored buildings scattered among the trees, which are still in good condition. The streets were extremely deserted, with not a single soul in sight.

The two of them slowly lowered their altitude, and the city below became larger and wider.

The entire city is extremely huge. It can be seen from a high altitude. The whole city is divided into four blocks, and each block is divided into four blocks again. There are a total of sixteen areas. Each area is densely distributed with hundreds of buildings, some large and some small. Tall and short.

The two landed in a small area beside the city wall and landed directly on the top of a building.

Compared to the entire small area, the two of them were like two little ants in a bathtub, inconspicuous.

The two of them stood firmly on the edge of the roof and looked down. The streets below were littered with abandoned garbage heaps, some of which had turned black and it was hard to tell what they were. Some appeared to be large piles of clothing and food bag trash.

But this is not the most eye-catching thing. The most eye-catching thing is that there are blood-red writings written everywhere on the walls of the building. I don’t know what they mean.

Garen looked at Wind Chime, who frowned and shook his head.

"It's not the language here, and it doesn't even look like the writing of any country. I prefer to believe that it is an unconscious graffiti."

Garen also frowned slightly.

This kind of blood-red graffiti is everywhere, on the walls, on the streets, on some carriages leaning on the roadside, and on street lamps. It's literally everywhere.

These are scrawled and chaotic, very much like some kind of writing, occasionally mixed with some shapes like arcs and circles.

Garen pulled the collar and pressed the small box on the collar.

"Is there anyone from the secret agency here? Some of them will reply right away."

The wind chime over there also looked over to see if there was anyone else here.

Soon, a rattling sound came from the black box. Then a muffled male voice of surprise came from inside.

"Huhu. I am Chavana who is leading the team here. Are you Lord Eight-headed Mist Crow?!" His voice was small and urgent, as if he was deliberately guarding against something.

"I am Mist Crow, what is the situation now? How did this city become like this? Where are you now?" Garen asked directly.

"You'd better come over here. We'll explain the situation to you face to face when you get there." A wry smile came from the other side of the box. "Our location is...ah!!!"

Suddenly there was a scream from across the box, which seemed to come from a woman.

"Damn it!" "Kill him! Use magic!!"

"Leo!!" "Chavana! Save me!"

Then there was a loud noise, and the box seemed to fall to the ground with a snap.

"Hello?!" Garen shouted hurriedly.

No more sounds came from the box. There was only silence.

Garen patted the box with an ugly look on his face.

"All public channels, is anyone still there? All agency members will answer the inquiry immediately! Immediately!!"

After the box was switched to a public channel, it was still silent.

The sky has gradually darkened. A gust of cold wind blew over, causing some thin wooden boards on the roof of the building to stir slightly.

The crackling sound came from the box again, and there seemed to be some kind of noisy noise.

Zi.

The noise is getting louder and louder, even a little harsh.

Snapped!

Garen turned off the black box and looked at the wind chime beside him. The latter also looked more serious than ever before.

"It seems that the situation is not good." Feng Chime whispered, "Something seems to be wrong in this country. It is not like a simple population being infected and mutating as we suspected."

Garen nodded.

"The current situation is that we must first find those who came here first. Where are they?"

"I have been exposed to a phenomenon in Mahakala before. Although I saw it from the data, it is very similar to our current situation. Let me check it. This is a self-made pointing disk. First, make sure we are The location and the geomagnetic intensity here." The wind chime took out a small white disk from the waist bag with a silver circle inlaid in the middle.

He knelt down and knocked the small disk upside down on the ground.

Then wait a few seconds before picking up the small disc.

A clear white circle was immediately printed on the ground. Some fine dust in the circle was quickly arranged into a dust pointer, and there seemed to be these tiny scales on it.

The wind chime carefully checked the pointer on the ground. "No, the geomagnetism here shouldn't be like this. We must have been thousands of kilometers along the way, this is pointing."

Suddenly, a new pointer formed inside the circle on the ground.

The wind chime was slightly startled.

Soon, the third pointer also appeared, the fourth, fifth, and sixth!

A gust of wind blew by, and all the pointers scattered and disappeared.

Wind Chime was stunned.

"What's going on?" Garen couldn't understand his method at all.

"I used the place where we started as the pole and set the starting point. After that, we can see how far we have traveled and the direction from the original pole. But now, it shows above" Feng Chie swallowed his saliva and said something Speechless.

"What does it show?" Garen frowned.

"It shows that we are only less than a thousand kilometers away from our original position." Feng Ling said with some guilt.