It was already night. The dark curtain of night and the flashy lights interweaved, mixing silence and restlessness together to reveal the primary colors of the city.
This was originally a flourishing city that could swallow everything, but after a short thirty seconds, in a corner of the night, in a wetland jungle that had been temporarily forgotten by the majority of people, soundless thunder rumbled like the carriage of a demon god.
On the small swamp lake adjacent to Gear, fish leapt up due to the flickering flames. They rushed out of the water, but in the blink of an eye, their bodies trembled and they smashed back into the water.
On the shore of the lake, a sandpiper that was treading on the shallow water in search of food suddenly stood up. It staggered two steps forward, flapped its wings, and flew up.
In less than a few seconds, hundreds of thousands, tens of thousands of panicked birds flew up from the forest with a clamor. Below them, foxes, badgers, mice, rabbits, and even the occasional wolf, deer, and other walking beasts began to frantically and chaotically flee.
The vast majority of them were driven by the sudden collapse of the atmosphere of the jungle. Without any destination in mind, they clashed and trampled each other. Some even directly crashed into trees and fell into the water. Screams and cries rang out incessantly.
In a flash, the wetland jungle turned into a hellish cauldron. The collapse of chaos rapidly spread.
In this chaotic background, Gear leaned against the side of the jungle. Amidst the clanging sounds, a sturdy figure smashed through the window of the second floor. He jumped out and rolled on the ground. Without stopping, he madly ran with all his might, smashing into the depths of the jungle.
An invisible and soundless shockwave covered an area of several hundred meters around Gear. Along the way, the forest was littered with dead birds and beasts. Most of them had no external injuries. Their distorted postures made one's heart palpitate.
The damage of infrasound was mainly caused by resonance with the natural vibration frequencies of the brain, chest, and abdomen. This caused the nervous system to be in disorder, and the organs to distort and rupture. They could die extremely quickly, or they could die extremely miserably.
Witnessing this scene, Tank, who had always regarded himself as valiant, felt a chill run down his spine. His feet ran even faster, and he charged forward in a straight line. He had to rush out of this domain of death in the shortest amount of time possible.
As he madly ran, he issued a low roar from his throat. His organs squirmed, and the power of his blood and energy gurgled. With his many years of cultivation, he roused his blood and energy to form a thunderous sound. It formed its own pattern to resist the infrasound.
The infrasonic waves that were forcefully suppressed came without a trace. Even though he reacted quickly, the first wave still impacted him quite a bit. Then, he had to forcefully stimulate his lungs to resist the resonance. The feeling was not pleasant, and his internal injuries were also accumulating.
What's more, a profound cultivation could control the internal organs, but not the brain. Even with the thunderous defense, it was only temporary. Therefore, he could only step on the mud and water with an ashen face. Like a bear, he crashed into trees and snapped branches as he fled. He didn't dare to think of anything else.
Hundreds of meters into the depths of the jungle, his body suddenly relaxed, and the invisible sound pressure finally disappeared. The tank ran for another distance before he dared to stop the thundering sound in his internal organs. However, he could not help but have blood rush up his throat, and his entire mouth was filled with a fishy smell.
He spat out a mouthful of bloody foam and used the internal communications channel to contact Puppeteer. Naturally, no one responded. There was also the mysterious Snake Tongue. He had pulled out a mental connection, but there was no news of her either. This made Tank's mood even worse.
At this moment, a communication request came from another line.
"Yuan Fei?"
This fellow was already under house arrest. It wasn't easy to make a call, but Tank didn't appreciate it at all. He roared as soon as the call connected, "What the hell is going on? Didn't you say this kid has no background? What the hell is a directional infrasonic weapon? "Yuan Fei's voice came back from the other side," Are you out of your mind? "
"Out of your mind, my ass!" Tank had just walked the line between life and death, and his brain had been messed up by the infrasonic waves. Right now, Tank would bite anyone he saw. Who cared who they were? He blabbered, "You motherf * cker, Yuan. You even scam your own people. I won't even give you a second glance even if you deliver your ass to my doorstep in the future!"
"You really are out of your mind." Yuan Fei's voice remained calm. "In Xia City, only the permanent fortifications at the edge of the wilderness are equipped with infrasonic arrays. Do you want the entire city to die with you by killing you from several hundred kilometers away?
"Pingjiang District, Acumen College, North Shore Jungle. Look at the way the animals die. I nearly ended up like them! "
Tank wanted to roar again, but he couldn't help but cough twice in his throat. He forcefully suppressed another mouthful of blood. He had no choice but to lower his voice by an octave, but he still gnashed his teeth in anger, "Also, I'll give you a piece of news. The operation team has no more credibility. Puppeteer and Snake Tongue were alive and kicking just a moment ago, torturing and extorting a confession. But in the blink of an eye, they died who knows where. Either the Xia City branch's experts have arrived, or that kid is too deep... Let me emphasize it to you a few more times. Directional infrasonic weapon! Directional infrasonic weapon! Fuck!
Yuan Fei was silent for a moment before he said, "I will notify Secretary-General Gong."
Tank roared a few times, and his boiling brain finally calmed down a bit. He also knew that shouting was meaningless, so he said hatefully, "Now that things have come to this, there's nothing more to say. I will evacuate according to Plan C..."
"Directly leave the city?"
"Motherf * cker. Only the military has the ability to use an infrasonic weapon of mass destruction, okay? If I don't leave the city, am I supposed to wait to be a target? "
Tank walked forward again. He was probably quite a distance away from Gear. There was finally a bit of the aura of life here. Birds and beasts were scurrying about in panic. It was chaotic. The chaotic vitality was still vitality. It was somewhat comforting. He spat out a breath and determined his direction. He prepared to enter the dormitory area of South Bank School. No matter how deranged the military was, it was impossible for them to smash infrasonic waves into that area.
Yuan Fei's voice continued to enter his ears, "Confirm that all communication records have been sent to the cloud, and then destroy the terminal equipment..."
Tank sneered. He was just about to speak when his heart suddenly trembled. It was as if an invisible hand had directly stabbed into his heart and forcefully closed it.
"..."
Tank gaped, but the words that were already in his throat completely collapsed. What replaced them was a surging blood and qi that rushed upwards with a crash. It made his brain go blank, and his ears were ringing and screaming.
The infrasonic wave came again!
Tank felt as if his heart was being crushed to pieces, but his surroundings were clearly quite normal. The noise of birds and beasts still entered his ears from time to time amidst the ringing in his ears. He swept his eyes over them, and they were all alive and kicking.
A dense, ominous feeling bubbled up, and Tank suddenly raised his head. A pitch-black shadow covered the jungle. It was an enormous shadow that he could see with his eyes.
"Bird... fish? Devil ray! "
The situation in front of him finally fused with the intermittent information from the communication channel, but what was the meaning of this?
Under the pressure of the enormous shadow in the sky, the nearby birds and beasts were scared witless and desperately flew away. In fact, this was not bad. At least there was no killing intent from the infrasonic wave.
However, Tank would rather return to the previous situation, where people, birds, fish, and beasts would all be equally distributed. It was not that there was no infrasonic wave now, but that it had truly completed directional restraint, and the terrifying sound pressure energy was completely directed at him. The low-frequency shock wave penetrated the branches and leaves of the forest, and also penetrated his internal organs and skull. From within, a malevolent Grim Reaper's Hook appeared, probing the natural frequencies of several of his body cavities, seeking a connection.
Tank's reaction was actually very fast. The moment his heart was attacked, he once again stirred up the sound of thunder. However, the problem was that no matter how he forcibly changed the resonance frequency of his internal organs, he used the sound of thunder to form its own pattern. The infrasonic wave that penetrated his skull and internal organs would correspondingly change and firmly lock onto its frequency.
After such a series of changes, Tank could not bear it anymore. In particular, the area of his skull where his martial arts could not go up was continuously ravaged by a storm. After a few repetitions, the powerful impact shattered the wall of his willpower, releasing a huge amount of negative emotions.
"Ahhhhhh!"
Tank was really about to collapse. Under the effect of the infrasonic wave, his body, which was a complete and harmonious whole, was torn into several conflicting pieces. His Qi was in disorder, and his Qi and blood were in reverse. Despite having the strength of steel, they collided and rubbed against each other, pulling each other back.
This was not a powerful attack of punches, but a strangulation that wanted to tear him to pieces from the inside out!
"Tank!"
Through the communication device, Yuan Fei could not feel the pressure of the infrasonic wave that Tank was enduring, but he could hear Tank's screams clearly. Then there was the noisy sound of branches and leaves snapping, the sound of struggling and rolling, the hoarse cursing, and the sound of begging for mercy...
Yuan Fei did not try to make contact again. He only calmly listened as the chaotic sounds became even more chaotic, and then abruptly stopped. He suddenly stood up and walked out of the bathroom, ignoring the indifferent watcher, and hurriedly walked in the direction he had come from.
The 12th floor of Shangding Great Xia was the same as most of the areas below the 18th floor. The lighting was terrible, and they completely relied on artificial light sources for illumination. And because this floor was not a living area, not even the "simulated sky light" was turned on. The corridor was suffused with a pale light, and there was not the slightest hint of human presence.
In the middle of the corridor, he saw the deputy secretary-general of the headquarters, who was also the leader of this investigation team: Gong Qi.
Gong Qi was a veteran of the ability user association. He was about to turn a hundred years old, but he took good care of himself. His face was thin, and he looked like he was in his seventies, around the retirement line of a normal person. He was habitually dressed in a formal suit. His posture was upright, and he also had a good posture.
At this moment, Gong Qi was standing outside a huge glass wall, coldly staring at the situation behind it. Even though he knew that Yuan Fei was walking over, he did not even spare him a glance. His face was serious and serious.
But beside him, there was another centenarian. Although he was half a head shorter, he was sitting in a wheelchair, and he was all smiles. Separated by Gong Qi, he even tilted his head and smiled at Yuan Fei, looking very amiable.
Yuan Fei's heart twitched when he saw the smile. His hurried footsteps unconsciously slowed down.
The person in the wheelchair was Old You, the most veteran ability user in Xia City. He was three years older than Gong Qi, but he looked to be thirty years older. His hair had already fallen off, and even his eyebrows were sparse. There were only two or three long eyebrows on one side, and they hung down to the side of his cheeks. He looked a bit comical.
Yuan Fei felt that the last few steps were truly difficult to endure. He walked close with great difficulty, and just as he was mulling over how to report this matter to Gong Qi, he suddenly sensed something. He saw the five fingers of the leader's left hand behind his back slowly rubbing together. There was a hissing sound.
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