StarCraft: Becoming the Zerg Overlord

"They all evacuated. GOOGLE search and read," Emily said, "Let's go too."

Mike picked up a coffee pot, and it felt hot in his hand.

Coffee has been cooked, and there is a layer of coffee mud on the bottom of the pot.

"It's still open," he said.

Tick ​​off the plug from the electric furnace.

"It seems that they are in a hurry, sir." Emily said. The voice was obviously tense, "You said that the evacuations were complaining, saying that they were forcibly expelled from monks."

After Mike went to the back of the counter and opened a drawer.

"There is money in the drawer! It's hard to imagine that a person in the ore will leave the money when he leaves, or the Marine Corps is not allowed to come back to pick up the money. This is so strange." He said to himself to himself. Just disappearing at the door of the house.

As soon as she walked out of Emily's sight, she shouted loudly behind, and Mike hurried out.

"It is a bedroom, as if a fight just happened," he said.

"It must be the kind of person who is unwilling to evacuate." Emily said to Mike with his face, "Maybe this person was forcibly dragged away before turning off his shop."

Mike nodded, "Let's check out other houses in the town, walk along the street, walk by one side, how about?"

Lieutenant Emily took a deep breath, "Okay, sir, but you can't go into the house, don't go out of my sight."

Mike passed through the street and walked towards a row of houses opposite.

At this time, there was a small wind, and the annoying dust stuck to the main road of Ansham, making the town more depressed.

Antham was really completely abandoned by people?

Why is this like this?

A goosebumps were raised on Mike, and the hair behind the neck seemed to have erected.

Opposite the mining office I checked in Mike, there were two houses.

It may be the laboratory of mineral analysts, and it seems that it was abandoned by the homeowner shortly.

There is also a news program on a TV screen. The screen is not flickering, the signal is very poor, and there is no sound.

Mike secretly strange himself, because he found that he was subconsciously wanted to see a bag of cigarettes that forgot to take away, but unfortunately not luck.

Next is an ordinary small shop. The house is messy, and the box cabinets are all over the sky.

The things on the shelves were dragged down, and they were all over the ground.

A glass gun cabinet behind the automatic receipt was smashed and opened, and a gun inside was not left.

Maybe this is the clue that Sarah Kaegan asked me to find.

Mike thought.

Is the signs of armed resistance, is this a trace of the federal people just fought? Or is it the scene left by the Provence?

Mike's gaze swept from his shoulder to the street, and saw Emily's second -storey bar on the street.

He flickered into the shop, and he didn't know what he stepped on his feet, and made a "squeak" sound.

Mike kneels down and looked at it, and saw the floor covered with something like mold or mushrooms.

A dark gray substance with a layer of hard shell on the edge, and it is a bit flexible to press the fingers.

There are some thinning lines in the shape of a cobweb in it, and the colors are darker and seemingly like blood vessels.

No right!

There must be something here, and mold cannot grow so fast.

Too fast, Mike realized that in less than two days, so many molds were born.

There are still other abnormalities in this shop. A sound came over in the back room, like something slipped over the wooden floor.

After a moment, I fell into silence again