"Eight-Headed Druid must have fainted."
Lin Sanjiu thought worriedly as she listened to the conversation between the citizens of Fan Jia City.
Ever since Lin Sanjiu met another four to five commoners on the street, she had not heard any news about him. She asked him, but he did not respond. Considering that he did not seem to be feeling better after drinking his coffee, Lin Sanjiu guessed that he might have fainted due to his severe injuries.
Since Lin Sanjiu could not contact Eight-Headed Druid, she could only follow the citizens of Fan Jia City and observe the situation. However, apart from the sparsely populated and empty city streets, she did not discover anything new along the way.
"On the way here, I noticed that even the corpses at the entrance of the city have disappeared," an old man with a sturdy build said as he scanned the streets in front of him with a flashlight, "It can't be that the posthumans took them away, right?"
Ever since the two groups met, they noticed that the roads they took were sparsely populated. It was obvious that something had happened in the city, and there were more and more unexplainable oddities. Everyone was anxious, and when they walked, they hugged each other tightly. No one dared to step out of the range of their torchlights and lanterns.
"I heard that the posthumans left because of the appearance of duoluozhong. But I didn't see any duoluozhong, "a woman with curly hair said," Could it be that … the duoluozhong came, killed a lot of people, and then left? "
"That's not possible," the dark-skinned man whom Lin Sanjiu met at the beginning consoled her. "We didn't hear anything. Besides, there are no signs of duoluozhong killing anyone."
The group of people raised a few more possibilities. After discussing for a while, they all felt that it was unlikely, so they gave up and continued to walk towards their destination. After their discussion, they all agreed to go to the highest point of Fan Jia City. If they climbed to the highest point and looked down from above, they might be able to find some clues.
Lin Sanjiu followed behind the group silently. She slowly climbed up the city road at the same speed as them. Many places were messed up by the Posthumans. The ground was littered with things, so they had to find an empty space to land. Aside from Lin Sanjiu, there was a short and skinny man who was lagging behind the group. He wasn't like Lin Sanjiu, who was guarding the rear. His eyes kept darting around the ground. From time to time, he would bend down and pick up something from the ground.
Lin Sanjiu frowned as she considered the current situation. She shifted her gaze away from him and glanced out of a small window when she passed by it.
At this moment, they were walking halfway up the mountain. The city roads that covered the mountains were all dim and silent in the night, their outlines blurry and indistinct. Only the occasional light and walking figures could be seen through the windows of the distant city roads. They were probably ordinary people who had not yet disappeared.
The man closest to them was just four or five city streets away. His face was only the size of a thumbnail. He paused in the window for a moment and then disappeared. However, he seemed to have seen someone walking up the city road on the mountainside.
After he disappeared, Lin Sanjiu focused her attention and listened for a while. Even though she had lost 94% of her combat power and her five senses were affected, she could still hear that the night shrouding Fan Jia City was as still as stagnant water. Compared to the night before when the Posthumans appeared, it was like two different worlds.
"I'm so tired," someone grumbled. It was indeed difficult for an ordinary person to continue climbing up the mountain. Furthermore, this group of people had been living in fear for two consecutive days. They hadn't even had a good night's sleep. "Let's take a break up ahead?"
The suggestion was immediately met with a response.
Even though Lin Sanjiu was anxious, she could only watch as they sat down one by one. Now, she didn't dare to leave these ordinary people behind. What if something bad happened to them when she turned around?
"I'm not tired," the skinny man didn't sit down with the others. He didn't want to be stared at, so he said vaguely, "I'll go take a look around and give you guys some fresh air."
Without waiting for a response, he turned into another city street. His jacket bulged as if it was pregnant, and with every step he took, the sound of metal clanking could be heard.
Lin Sanjiu thought for a while and said, "I'll go take a look with him." Then, she left when no one was paying attention to her. She couldn't be bothered with such a trivial matter. However, once she was out of everyone's sight, she would at least have a chance to contact the Eight-Headed Druid with her [Beacon Smoke].
Seeing the thin man in the jacket disappear around a corner, she didn't follow him. Instead, she turned in the opposite direction and disappeared into the shadows of the dark city road. Coincidentally, she was standing at a T-junction. The direction the skinny man had gone to was on her left, and if she walked to her right, she would be at the place where the others were resting. She could even hear their conversation. It was convenient for her to monitor the situation.
She still didn't receive any news from the Eight-Headed Druid. After some thought, Lin Sanjiu activated another function of her [Beacon Smoke] and listened to the most popular and discussed news for the past two days. After all, the incident in Fanjia City wasn't a small matter. Perhaps the outside world had some news or clues?
"An unbelievable exhibition of duoluozhong experiences. I think its existence is an attempt to blur the difference between humans and duoluozhong …" a commentator said passionately. "It was closed yesterday. I'm the first to applaud it!"
"So, the duoluozhong exhibition that I experienced with Stinger was closed yesterday?"
"It doesn't seem that strange. As a popular idol, he left behind a trail of children wherever he went … Men might think it's romantic, but I think it's a little wretched!" the host laughed. It sounded like a piece of gossip, but Lin Sanjiu cut it off.
"More and more people agree with this view. I've always said that there's a hidden force in the Twelve Worlds," a male voice said seriously. "They hate posthumans so much that they are willing to stop us from making any progress … If you listen carefully, I will list out a long chain of evidence. After you listen to me, you can tell me if they are all coincidences."
Lin Sanjiu listened to two pieces of evidence. When she realized that they had nothing to do with Fanjia City, she cut them off again. They were indeed suspicious.
"At the moment, we can't be sure if this wave of the Great Flood will continue to advance in its current direction," another female voice said worriedly. "If it continues to advance and touches Ramble Cloud, where will the affected area be? How big is the area of effect? Who needs an emergency evacuation? How mature is the 'Great Flood Jump' service in the Twelve Worlds? These are all questions that we are trying to answer. "
Suddenly, Lin Sanjiu cut off the news with a snap.
In the darkness of the city, it was as if even dust could leave traces in the deathly stillness when it floated around. Just now, the scattered chatter of the crowd seemed to have melted into the night, disappearing without a trace.
Lin Sanjiu had been paying attention to the situation on the other side. When the crowd quieted down, she thought that it was just a temporary silence. However, after she heard the last piece of news, she didn't hear any more chatter from the right side.
There seemed to be only one possibility. Something had really happened to that group of people in the time that she turned her head.
Suppressing her pounding heart, Lin Sanjiu dashed toward the place where everyone was gathered.
She thought that she would only see an empty street. However, when she stopped abruptly, she realized that not only were the people sitting on the street still there, there was one more person.
It was an old woman wearing a pair of blue trousers. Her sparse white hair was combed into a bun at the back of her head. She stood in the middle of the crowd, sizing them up. She was carrying a large cloth bag on her hunched back. Beside her feet, six ordinary people were staring at her blankly. None of them spoke or moved. If it weren't for the fact that they were still breathing, they would have looked like puppets.
The old woman turned her head slowly and revealed a face that Lin Sanjiu had seen in Meat Elysium.
"Oh, there's another one."
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