Huimao's speed was very fast, and he did not stop at all. He ran straight in that direction, all the way until he reached a breach in the prison. There was a hole there caused by the explosion at the top of the prison.
Huimao jumped in, and the little Cerberus followed closely behind. Lung parked the flying car beside it and hurriedly followed.
The power supply inside had all been destroyed, and after entering, everything was shrouded in darkness. Lung took out a few levitating energy lamps, and with the illumination of these energy lamps, the surroundings were clearly displayed.
There were already dead people everywhere. Most of them were prisoners, as there were not many prison guards in this area. Lung looked at the state of these people's deaths. Some had died from fighting each other, while others had been killed in one blow. It was very neat. It was very likely that the people from those two factions were the ones who killed them with a single strike.
Lung sighed. Why did he have to meet people from both sides at this time? If he had known that those two forces would appear here, he would not have risked his life to come here. However, who would have thought that those two forces at the top of the League of Stars would come to this insignificant Level 1 Prison Planet?
After making a few turns, Huimao jumped down to the lower level, and his nose twitched as he continued running.
Not only Huimao, but the little Cerberus had also smelled Silin's aura.
"Wheeze, how is it?" Lung asked as he ran.
"There's Silin's aura, but there's also some unfamiliar aura, a very strange aura," Huimao said without turning his head back.
Not long after, Huimao arrived at the warehouse and sneezed.
"What a disgusting smell!" Huimao said as he shook his beard.
The little Cerberus clearly felt the same. He came to a sticky puddle of water not far away, frowned and bared his fangs as he turned around, then shook his head and left.
"I've encountered these things before," Lung said. Those were the traces left behind by the death of those rat-like beasts.
Wheeze ignored Lung and stared at a certain direction in the passageway. Cillin had come from that direction, and there was a very disgusting aura heading in that direction as well. From the looks of it, Cillin had probably run into that guy before.
The little Hell Hound walked to a corner and growled.
"A woman," Huimao sniffed and said, "This woman left with Silin."
Women? Celine, this guy is really …
"They went that way!" The gray cat straightened its tail and ran towards the other side of the passageway.
Lung brought up the layout of the prison, and according to the layout, Lung could more or less guess Silin's escape route.
Huimao stopped at a corner of the tunnel. That was where Silin and the strange man who could melt into the wall fought. It was also where the eye appeared.
Although he believed that Silin was still alive, Lung was still very uneasy. After all, it was not fun to run into those two forces head-on, and he could lose his life if he was the slightest bit careless. Fortunately, he didn't find any traces of Silin's blood here. Following the scent, Huimao continued his search.
Gradually, the number of corpses began to increase, especially at the forks. Moreover, many of them had been cut in half with a single slash. Huimao also mentioned a few special scents.
Special scents meant special people, people who were different from the average human. In other words, there were a few people who came from those two forces.
Hmm?
Lung looked at the corpses around him. All of their bones were broken, especially those who were already dead and had no power to resist. Almost all of their bones were shattered, and their muscles were torn. They lay limply on the ground like a ball of paste, and their bodies were deformed. Upon closer inspection, many of them were turned into this by some kind of power after they died. If it wasn't for the outer layer of skin, it would be hard for them to maintain their human form.
Lung had recorded everything he saw along the way. He would analyze it when he had time outside, and it was also an important piece of information that he could pass on to the other Andriera Family members who had come to Sector S.
Other than that, Lung also noticed that Huimao and the little hellhound's fur were standing on end. It wasn't because they were in any danger, but because they sensed that an extremely powerful fellow had once stayed here.
Huimao found a passage and ran inside, "He's right here!"
He was very excited at first, but he didn't run far before he realized that the passage was growing narrower and narrower. In fact, a certain part of the passage had been squashed flat, and the top and bottom had merged together.
"Silin, meow if you're still alive!" Huimao roared.
In fact, Silin had noticed Huimao and the others a long time ago. He had heard their footsteps, and the cat's footsteps were all too familiar to him. There was also Lung's, and there was also the sound of claws grinding against the ground. It should be the little hellhound's.
When he heard Huimao's meow, Silin gave him a very respectful "meow".
Huimao's ears twitched. Although Silin's meow was very unpleasant to hear, it was good that he was still alive. Also, judging from his meow, his injuries shouldn't be too serious.
Lung was relieved now. He sat down not far away because the passage was too narrow for him to come over.
"I'm going to dig in directly. Is there a problem?" Huimao asked again. He was afraid that something would go wrong if he dug too hard.
"Go ahead!" Silin said.
Silin could move his arms now, but he still felt a little weak. Not to mention that he couldn't stand up in this space.
Huimao began to scratch at the surrounding walls with his claws, and the little hellhound did the same.
Lung sat on the ground and looked at the two of them. The corner of his mouth twitched. He looked at his hand and shook his head with a sigh. What a difference!
Not long after, a hole was dug through the flattened wall. Huimao crawled over to look at Silin who was lying on the ground. He sniffed Silin's body and patted it with his claws. After confirming that there were no fatal injuries, he jumped onto Silin's head and began to scratch Silin's hair.
"See, you really can't do it without me!" Huimao patted Silin's face with all his might, and as if venting his anger, he scratched Silin's already messy hair even more.
Silin smiled and raised his hand to scratch Huimao's chin. He pointed at the closed door and said, "Good boy, go. There's another door here. Keep digging."
Huimao snorted and raised his tail high. He slowly walked to the door and started digging.
The hellhound expanded the hole that Huimao had dug earlier so that he and Lung could pass through. When Lung crawled out of the hole, he looked at Silin who was lying on the ground and pushed him. "Bro, the space is too small. Let's hurry up and get out."
Silin looked at Lung who was crawling over and said, "Wait, I don't have the strength right now."
"Then let's rest for ten minutes. There shouldn't be any danger for now." Lung flipped over and lay on the ground. He kicked Silin. "Hey, that cat said you were with a girl. Where's that girl?"
Silin pointed outside the door. "She went out."
"So disloyal? That won't do. I can't trust the girl you found! Her taste isn't as good as mine. "Lung said cockily. Although he said that, there was a hint of killing intent in his words.
"It's not her problem. I rushed out the door with her, but I was dragged back by a force. She wanted to pull me out, but it was already too late. "As he said that, Silin pointed at a whip that had been snapped off by the door.
"A force?" Lung's attention was diverted. "Are they from those two forces?"
"How do you know it's those two forces?" After a pause, Silin asked again. "Do you know where they came from?"
Lung let out a long sigh and put his arm behind his head. "If I'm not mistaken, it should be those two top-notch assassin organizations that have never been on the assassin ranking — 'Mist' and 'Wushe'!"
Silin had guessed that it was an assassin organization, but he did not know much about the 'Mist' and 'Wushe' that Lung mentioned.
Lung also indicated that he wasn't too sure. "After all, they've already been quiet for fifty years. After that incident fifty years ago, these two top-notch assassin organizations actually vanished without a trace. It's really puzzling, because there were no traces of either of them in that incident. Of course, it's also possible that they were involved, but no one knew about it. "
"Right!" Lung asked Silin excitedly. "Did you meet quite a few people from those two forces?"
Silin nodded. "But their target wasn't me, so there was no real conflict. In the end, that blue-skinned woman really did want to kill us, but something happened at that time. Someone from the other side probably came over."
"Strong, right?"
"Very strong!" Silin closed his eyes and recalled the situation, briefly explaining what happened. Huimao and the little hellhound also perked up their ears to listen.
"The two of us couldn't fight against that blue-skinned woman at all, so we could only run. But even that blue-skinned woman was hit in the end, so there was clearly someone stronger. You know, I always thought that I could at least take a few hits, but when I was dragged in from outside the tunnel, it didn't feel good. "
Of course Lung knew what 'very good' meant. He thought that he had escaped the quagmire, but in the next moment he was pulled into an even deeper abyss. Moreover, he was completely defenseless against the mental and physical attacks.
"It's fine, at least you survived. You look pretty good right now, just a little exhausted." Lung nudged Silin with his elbow and said.
"I'm a lot better now, but a lot of bones in my body were broken, and my internal organs were severely damaged. If I couldn't make it, I would've died."
"..."
Lung didn't say another word. Maybe his old man didn't expect that 'Mist' and 'No Pardon' would show up at this unexpected place at this time. If he did, his old man would've dragged Lung back and grounded him before he could even say anything. He would've never allowed Lung to mingle in Sector S.
If the other forces who had come to Sector S were as strong as' Mist 'and' Wushe 'people, then what were their chances of returning unscathed?
However, even though he knew that there was a huge gap between them, even though he knew that those people were all very powerful, Lung wasn't afraid anymore. Fifty years was a generation, and as the representative of this generation, Lung didn't wish for his contact to be too limited to the people and matters around him.
He was still young, and youth was capital. What he lacked was experience and opportunities. It had to be said that every time he stayed with Silin, he would run into something special. There were so many prison planets in Sector S, and there were even hundreds of rank one prison planets. Yet something happened on this planet.
Opportunities...
"What do you plan to do next, Silin?" Lung asked.
Silin touched the door beside him, "Are you scared?"
"Scared? A little, I guess. But I suddenly feel very excited. "Lung rubbed his palms together," Let's go play on a rank three prison planet after we recover. "
"Alright." The corner of Silin's mouth pulled up.
"I'll go with you guys next time!" Huimao also said.
Silin pinched its ears, "I'll bring you guys if there are no special circumstances."
When Silin said 'you guys', it meant that the little hellhound was included.
The little fellow seemed to understand and wagged its tail happily.
Ten minutes later, Silin crawled out of the hole Huimao made on the door. He had recovered a lot of strength, and walking was not a problem at all.
After they found an exit, Lung took out the flying car key and pressed it. The flying car flew over on its own. Sitting on the flying car, Silin suddenly remembered something. He asked, "Did you guys find anything unusual when you came over?"
Lung felt around for a moment and confirmed, "Nope."
Silin looked at Huimao. Huimao shook his head, "I didn't find anything out of the ordinary."
The little hellhound's ears drooped. How depressing. He still could not speak.
Silin leaned against the back of the chair. "Lung, you should've known that something was wrong with the prisoners in the cells, right?"
Hearing Silin say that, Lung really did remember that something was wrong. At the time, he had spent most of his energy on guarding against 'Fog' and 'Wushe's' people.
"Something was wrong. It was as if they had gone mad. At the time, I thought that it was done by one of those two parties, so I didn't think too much about it. "
"It was a type of virus, but those viruses have disappeared now."
"Could it be that the other party eliminated them? No, those viruses shouldn't be of much use to people of their level, and they wouldn't waste any effort to eliminate them. The survivors of the prison have all escaped, so logically speaking, no one would have the time to fiddle with those things, right? "Lung said.
"It wasn't eliminated by anyone." Silin rubbed his face, "It should've been specially researched by the people who spread the virus. They implanted a programmed death gene into the virus, shortening the time it takes for the virus to die. And it just so happened that most of the viruses died right after they were done. Until now, they can't be found anymore."
This incident proved that those people didn't just act on their own, they would also use other means to cause trouble. Although it was only a relatively simple virus this time and wouldn't directly kill them, what about the next time? What would they spread?
An assassin who was proficient in viral weapons was even more terrifying.
Fortunately, it wasn't a parasite.
When Silin read Chamounidin's diary, there was a sentence written by Chamounidin with a thick pen. "In the near future, parasites will replace viruses and become an even more threatening weapon. Because parasites can not only be carriers of viruses, but they also have intelligence."
'Forget it, let's not think about it for now.' Silin rubbed his head. It wasn't good to think too much right now, so he should focus on the matter at hand first.
When Tsiegeyou saw Silin, he was indeed happy. It was rare to be able to come out of that place alive, and it was also a reflection of strength. Tsiegeyou had always treated people with strength better, not to mention that Silin Helong had saved his life before.
Without saying too much, Silin Helong and his group prepared to leave on the spaceplane. Forces from various Sectors on this planet arrived one after another. Tsiegeyou was also very busy, while Silin and the others also had their own plans. But before leaving, Silin also revealed some information to Tsiegeyou. Now that he could obtain more information, it would be of great help to Tsiegeyou's influence in 'Flying Snake'.
Lung also intercepted some video clips and sent them to Tsiegeyou. He patted Tsiegeyou's shoulder and said with a look that said 'I have faith in you', "The sooner you grasp the power in your hands, the sooner you can cooperate with me."
Tsiegeyou raised his eyebrows. Since Lung could say something like this, it meant that this guy's background was pretty deep. He smiled confidently, "Cut the crap and get lost! It'll be hard if you don't get lost now. "
Once the upper echelons of the various forces arrived, it would really be hard for Silin and his group to leave.
After Silin and his group's spaceplane left, Tsiegeyou ordered his subordinates to take care of some matters. If what Silin Helong said was true, then the information he obtained this time was enough to raise the eyebrows of the upper echelons.
No one had a deeper understanding of this matter than those who had personally experienced it, and other than those two forces, those who had such an experience were basically all dead. This also reflected the value of the information Silin Helong had provided.
After returning to the starship, they piloted the starship and left this place, lest they were discovered when too many people arrived later.
Silin lay on the chair and clenched his fists. Although he could clearly feel that the genes in his body had changed, and the helix of his DNA had also changed a little, he really did not discover any special abilities at the moment. However, his physique had become much stronger, and his strength had increased.
After eating his fill, Lung began to feel sleepy. This time, he had used up quite a bit of energy, so he had to quickly replenish it.
Huimao was squatting at the side teaching the little hellhound how to speak. Right now, the little guy could say some very simple words, but he could not say complete words. Even if he finished speaking, he could not pronounce it accurately.
Silin could not help but doubt Huimao's teaching ability.
"Huulu, you just need to teach him the most basic words. When he knows how to read, let him watch the teaching video himself."
"The most basic early education." Huimao said proudly.
"That's good." Silin took out an earphone and put it on the little hellhound, then brought up the basic teaching video for him to watch. The video would teach him the most accurate pronunciation, and connect the background of the video to carry out some intelligent daily conversations. The video Silin chose was quite attractive to the little guy. After watching the video, there was no need for Huimao anymore. Fortunately, Huimao lay on Silin's lap and let Silin scratch his chin. At the same time, he explained in detail what he had encountered in the prison.
As he spoke, Silin heard the people beside him start to speak, and then the guide inside said one word at a time.
They were all basic words, such as weather words, color words, and some commonly seen items.
After the initial awkwardness, the little guy's pronunciation became smoother and smoother. No one knew what he thought of, but the little guy's voice stopped, and he took off the headphones and turned to Silin: "Red … Wind …"
Huimao's ears twitched, and he tilted his head: "What do you mean?"
The little guy pointed at himself and said: "… Red … Wind …"
"You mean, your name is Chifeng?" Silin had told the little guy before that he would name himself after learning the language, but he didn't expect him to think of it so quickly.
He should have seen the word "red" in the color words and "wind" in the weather words. Because the wind was very fast, the little guy thought he could run like the wind.
Seeing the little guy nod, Silin walked over and rubbed his head. "Okay, from now on, your name is Chifeng."
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