The world enters the age of myth

"Their officials there actually want to flee to us! They are sending a diplomatic request!"

Shi Dayong's face was livid, and he cursed: "The disaster is spreading too fast. I don't know how many people have died over there... The order has completely collapsed, and the death toll cannot be counted. If it weren't for the force of force on our side, The other party, they are probably going to call directly."

Lu Yiming asked: "Where is their flare unit! Didn't we send a batch of flares?! What are you doing for food! Have you found out any information!"

"I don't know. Maybe I don't have the strength to resist at all... Or maybe I took the flare and hid."

"Fuck!" Lu Yiming was secretly angry. The people on the Nanfeng were so useless. When a terrible disaster happened, there was no one willing to help!

At least we have to test out the weirdness, are we afraid of the light source?

As a result, no, no information at all.

This is also the fundamental difference between the two societies. When there is peace, everyone can just muddle along. Once a crisis occurs, a society without cohesion will collapse immediately. Everyone wants to avoid the problem, and no one wants to completely solve it.

Lu Yiming looked at the moon in the sky: "Only when the tide recedes can we know who is swimming naked."

"Maybe it will be our turn soon. What should we... do?"

This is an A-level disaster. According to previous classifications, it is at least an A-level supernatural event.

It spreads extremely quickly and appears to have no obvious weaknesses.

At this time, Li Yao next to him received a call. He said solemnly: "The special forces of Nanfeng, Gondor and others have just contacted me. They are now the only team that retains combat effectiveness. The people inside risk Considering the risks, we statistically analyzed the death data. The current death toll is probably around 700..."

700!

Lu Yiming's pupils shrank slightly.

This number is too large, accounting for 6.8% of the total population of Nanfeng.

"The death of people is indeed related to the intensity of the light source. In areas where the light source density is relatively high, that is, where the number of electric lights is relatively dense, the death rate is smaller. On the contrary, it is relatively high... so it has a greater probability of being haunted. A darker place.”

"But don't be too happy too early. The bright light may not be able to kill it. At most, it can drive it away. We cannot simply think that a little light can kill it."

"Yes, you really can't think like that. Otherwise, the bazooka missile that exploded the coffin in the first place would have killed it. The light produced by that missile was also quite sufficient."

So, how to kill it?

Everyone pondered for a long time and couldn't think of a reason.

Guns, shells, flames, ultra-high temperatures, ultra-low temperatures, nuclear radiation, chemical poisons, these are the only means of killing that humans can create.

Oh, and add a rune knife.

"...I once saw a similar vermilion coffin in the world of terracotta warriors and horses. The rune knife was also obtained in the world of terracotta warriors and horses. It is a conventional weapon. Maybe there is some restraint between the two parties."

Lu Yiming couldn't be sure about this, so he could only mention it here.

The production capacity of rune knives is very low, and the current penetration rate in the military is not even 2%, so only some high-status superpowers can use it.

"Forget it, give them a few rune knives too! Let the people on the South Wind test it out."

Ding Yuan shook his teeth and said: "Don't feel bad about this. As long as you can get some information, it is always good. If their group is destroyed, it will be in vain... If people are still alive in the end, they can still pass through various They need to use various means to come back. It is estimated that after this disaster, their regime will no longer be able to maintain it."

This is true, and the disintegration of the Nanfeng is almost inevitable.

But no one thought too much about it. The key was how to pass this level.

Shi Dayong nodded: "Okay, I'll contact them and give them some weapons."

Waiting, hesitating, time passes.

Another anxious day passed like this, with little information and great pressure. Lu Yiming picked up a bottle of mineral water and drank it down.

He didn't know what the scene was like on the Nanfeng next door. He only knew that more and more refugees were gathering on the dock, and they were all pleading and begging.

If high-voltage wires hadn't blocked the way, maybe all of these people would have escaped.

On the Unkai side, bright xenon lamps are being used to illuminate the refugees gathered at the customs edge.

On the one hand, it is humanitarian relief; on the other hand, it is for experiments. See if bright light can reduce the chance of casualties in the population.

All the soldiers are on high alert. Although these people are very pitiful, they must not be let go. God knows if any of them have witnessed anything weird with their own eyes. As long as the "witness" condition is triggered, Weiyi will be the first to attack. Gambling is not allowed on the Unkai.

Being able to provide them with strong light is already the most merciful option...

The army was under great pressure. Not only did they have to be wary of the strange things coming at any time, but they also had to be wary of the humans next door, lest they jump over the wall and launch a sudden attack. If the opponent really dares to fire the first shot, then he will be greeted by a series of guns.

And inside the Unkai, although no one has actually died yet, the atmosphere is a bit weird...

Folks were strictly prohibited from wearing red clothes, and the lights were no longer dimmed at night, which made everyone feel a little panicked. Everyone knows that this ban must be caused by something supernatural. Most people are hiding in their homes, and only a few militiamen are maintaining social order.

"Lijun, are you back?"

"Well, hello everyone, things outside are not over yet. Strict control and don't let up." Lu Yiming returned to Community 56 and greeted several militiamen who were on guard.

"Nothing happened in the community, right?"

"There are no unusual circumstances."

Lu Yiming suddenly saw an aunt running over in the distance with a panic look on her face.

"What's wrong with you? Why did you come out of the room?"

"Captain Lu, when I was feeding the golden baby up there today, I received a MMS message... After reading it, I felt a little strange."

This aunt is a worker at a breeding farm, and her daily job is to cut some plants into pieces and feed the golden babies.

Although it was already dark outside and there was no sunshine, there were still a small number of staff active on the deck.

Chickens, ducks, and pigs need to be raised manually. These meat-providing animals cause too much pollution and cannot be kept inside the shelter. They can only be kept on the deck.

If they don't eat for a few days, half of these animals may die. There are also some agricultural activities that cannot be relocated, such as vegetables, fruits, etc., as long as a solar lamp is installed, they can continue to grow. No matter what, they still have to be taken care of.

Especially the Golden Baby Feeding Studio. This creature has a very large appetite and needs to be fed almost every hour or two before it can spin silk steadily and provide clothing materials for humans. If they are starved for too long, their silk production will be reduced by more than half.

The deck of the Unkai is such a large area. Even if there is a little danger outside, it is impossible to give up completely. Otherwise, in a few months, the quality of life will be seriously reduced, and even a food crisis is not impossible.

Lu Yiming recognized the aunt and asked: "What MMS? What MMS did you receive?"

"I just feel like there's something wrong with this text message." The aunt took out her mobile phone.

Lu Yiming took the phone, frowned, and opened it.

His pupils shrank suddenly, his heart beat wildly, and cold sweat suddenly broke out from his back.

is a picture.

There was a woman in red squatting on the ground, looking like she was crying. Next to the woman in red stood a middle-aged man in a suit, who happened to be giving her food.

The soldier following behind seemed to have discovered something, showed a panicked expression, and tried to take out his rifle and shoot.

There is only this one picture, which looks inexplicable and full of a strong sense of weirdness.

"What is this... red clothes? Red clothes??!"

Lu Yiming was stunned for two seconds, his mind racing. He had no idea what this thing was. The woman in red in the picture was the strange incident encountered by the Nanfeng next door! !

His pupils dilated and his voice trembled as he said, "How many people have received this text message?"

"Many people in our workshop have received it...it seems that other people have received it too. But they didn't pay much attention to it, so they didn't report it." Seeing Lu Yiming's expression, the aunt felt something bad and became nervous.

Yes, it’s a picture that seems incomprehensible. Even if some people see it, they won’t care too much…

It’s impossible to just ask the government for help if something happens to you.

Just a spam message.

Lu Yiming swallowed and continued to ask: "Do you know this number that sends text messages?"

"We don't know each other at all. We all think that the person who sent this MMS has something wrong with his mind... It's inexplicable... I just feel a little strange, so I asked you to ask." The aunt stared at Lu Yiming's face, extremely nervous.

"Captain Lu, is there something wrong with the photo?"

Lu Yiming held his breath, and he soon thought of an even more suffocating possibility.

This time, the strange incident was spread through the action of "visual observation". From the current data analysis, as long as someone sees red clothes, they will become a priority target.

After witnessing this text message, this aunt, including Lu Yiming himself, and many other witnesses were all fooled!

When he thought of the strange life in red, which would soon flow into the Yunhai, Lu Yiming's hair stood on end, and huge anger brewed in his heart, "I'm so fucked! Who sent these text messages? Who?!"

This is an A-level supernatural phenomenon, and it may very well cause a huge disaster that could wipe out the entire human race.

He forced himself to calm down, suppressed his anger, and racked his brains to think.