Warning: This chapter contains scenes of violence that may be disturbing to some readers. Reader discretion is advised.
The vine covered in eyes failed with its first attack. Its hundreds of eyes swiveled around, emitting a chilling, murky light.
The screaming guests in the restaurant were all stunned, with black wave patterns floating around their pupils, then they turned like zombies and lunged toward Zong Lin and Shen Jie.
Facing the aliens, Zong Lin could easily handle it with a shot, but facing a group of clearly manipulated ordinary people, he felt helpless.
This was not an appropriate battlefield.
“Don’t look at the eyes of that alien,” Zong Lin said, carrying him as they flew out.
The night sky of the city was already shrouded in red alarms, flames, and mist, creating a chaotic scene.
Shen Jie held onto Zong Lin’s neck, looking at the scene in front of him, slightly frowning, and said, “Hmm.”
Zong Lin’s bone wings folded, a pale gun appeared in his hand, and he turned back to attack the huge vine climbing up the building.
Soul lock.
The vine was immobilized and unable to move. The long spear, carrying a chilling light and impact force, pierced through the vine, causing hundreds of gibberish-speaking eyes to simultaneously cry out in pain before being shattered into pieces.
With the crisis temporarily averted, Zong Lin’s expression remained solemn.
A faint light floated out from the alien’s body, drawn into the pale spear.
Soul Devourer, the evolution method of the Rank Two ability.
“Is something wrong?” Shen Jie asked.
Zong Lin replied, “The soul of the alien just now was incomplete, only a small fragment remains here. This should be just a part of its projection. Its main body is still hiding somewhere.”
With that, he paused in midair, his gaze scanning the clusters of mist above the city, his brow furrowed.
Every occurrence of mist represented loss and sacrifice of lives.
He held Shen Jie tightly, embracing his fragile lover a little closer.
“Let’s go to a safe place first.”
—-
Ability Hotel.
The alarm blared incessantly, and Su Shiyu saw the young blond man in front of him seemed to be controlled by some unknown force. The black wavy lines around his pupils kept surging.
After a moment, the human-like panic and fear on the young man’s face disappeared almost completely, leaving only emptiness and coldness, while his vocal cords continued to produce sounds in a stutter.
“Save… savior… kill… kill, kill, kill…!”
Su Shiyu’s expression tensed, ready to summon a long knife to act, but several individuals dressed in black uniforms suddenly rushed out from both ends of the corridor.
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As the word “kill” was repeated incessantly, the young man’s eyes bulged more and more, as if they were about to burst like balloons.
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“Thankfully, this infected kid is only a Rank Nine. Otherwise, with such a close-range explosion, even if I didn’t die, I’d be shedding skin,” the young man said as he wiped the blood from his face.
The middle-aged superpower user also arrived in front of Su Shiyu at this time. “Mr. Su, are you okay?”
Su Shiyu nodded slightly, rubbed his fingertips, and asked, “Thank you. Who are you guys?”
The middle-aged man took out an identification card and said, “We are the Special Operations Team of the Ability Center, temporarily responsible for ensuring your safety.”
Su Shiyu fell silent for a moment. “Protecting my safety?”
Although he knew that abilities capable of eradicating infections were extremely rare, dispatching a specialized team to protect him seemed somewhat exaggerated.
The middle-aged man’s expression was very serious as he looked at Su Shiyu and said, “Yes, your safety is paramount, as it concerns the future safety of humanity. Someone will explain this matter to you later.”
“It’s not safe here anymore. Please evacuate with us immediately.”
—-
Observation Center Tower.
“Report! Advanced mist has simultaneously appeared in the Western business district of the Outer City, the Northern Sector of the Inner City, and the Research Institute in the Core Zone! Multiple areas are also experiencing minor mist…”
“What in the world is happening?” Chi Xu, hastily called in for duty, was sweating profusely.
God knew he was supposed to be on vacation, but suddenly being called back to relieve Tong Lan was bad enough. And within just two days of his duty, one major event after another hit the city, leaving no time for anyone to catch their breath.
“Inform the City Defense Bureau immediately of all detected mist locations based on the scale of population and urgency! Also, notify the Mist Cleaning Center to mobilize all Cleaning teams within the city to assist in clearing the mist!” Chi Xu urgently issued instructions.
“Yes!”
A moment later, another officer reported, “The advance team doesn’t have enough personnel! There isn’t sufficient time for mist exploration and rescue efforts. Captain Gu requests authorization to open the security protocol, allowing the City Defense Bureau to directly enter the mist for clearing.”
Chi Xu hesitated, unable to immediately give a definite answer.
The process of mist eradication in the city, involving reconnaissance teams, main forces for elimination, and cleanup teams, was a fundamental protocol. Each step was indispensable.
Especially since the catastrophic “Nest Egg” incident nine years ago, where improper reconnaissance led to significant casualties and nearly resulted in the city’s destruction, the reconnaissance phase had been highly prioritized.
After pondering for two seconds, unable to make a decision, he briskly walked to his office to retrieve a special communicator, intending to contact Teacher Zhu for guidance.
His teacher, Master Zhu Wu You, was the highest commander of the Observation Center and one of the city’s top leaders.
However, the communicator emitted a series of “beeps,” indicating no response.
Chi Xu, who had always maintained a calm face, showed a look of panic. Without thinking twice, he turned and ran out of the office, sprinting to a thick security door. His fingers trembled slightly as he entered the password and underwent fingerprint and iris authentication.
The door swung open, revealing a steep staircase spiraling upwards. Chi Xu bounded up the stairs in three strides.
The staircase led to a lofty place, shrouded in heightlessness, where some paper talismans, resembling snowflakes, fluttered down like ash from above.
Finally, Chi Xu reached the topmost floor. Before him stood a wall covered in dense talismans, half of which had already fallen off.
Perhaps because he ran too fast, he felt dizzy and unable to think clearly. Shaking his head to clear his mind, he took out a knife, sliced his wrist, and used the blood to draw runes on the wall.
As the runes were completed, they shimmered with light, and an illusory gate appeared on the wall before him.
Chi Xu rushed in, only to see Zhu Wu You looking back at him in astonishment.
Zhu Wu You: “Chi Xu! What are you doing here? Didn’t I say, no matter what happens, you absolutely cannot disturb me—*cough* *cough* *cough*—”
Bloodstains from his coughs stained Zhu Wu You’s voluminous robe collar, and he looked so emaciated as if he could snap at any moment.
Chi Xu’s expression was somewhat blank.
“I tried calling your dedicated communicator, but you didn’t answer. I thought something had happened to you…”
Zhu Wu You wiped the blood from his lips. “When did you ever call my communicator?”
As he spoke, he immediately realized something and glanced past Chi Xu.
“…Little rabbit, be a good boy and open the door. Hurry up and open the door, I want to come in.”
A soft chuckle echoed from a man.
Chi Xu’s shadow wriggled, slowly rising up, and turned around.
A silver mask adorned its face, and it bowed like a gentleman.
“Junior brother, long time no see.”
As it spoke, its hand pierced through Chi Xu’s chest.
The human heart was like an apple, bouncing and bouncing, and rolled to Zhu Wu You’s feet.
Zhu Wu You immediately grabbed the longbow beside him, aimed it at the shadow, his throat trembling, and with uncontrollable blood foam, he squeezed out two words.
“Wu Yan!”
—-
The blood-red crystal ball reflected Zhu Wu You’s pale, horrified, and hateful face.
The figure in black robes leaning against the abandoned repair object couldn’t help but burst into laughter.
Because the laughter was too loud, the just assembled flesh and blood almost ruptured again.
The Snail Repairer asked, “Sir… why are you laughing?”
Wu Yan replied, “Because some people are funny, so I can’t help but laugh.”
The Snail Repairer’s antennae swayed in confusion. To avoid the black-robed figure from exploding again due to laughter, it decided to abandon further questioning and instead asked, “How about His Highness… over there?”
“Not urgent,” Wu Yan said, “All plans are proceeding smoothly. Now, you can go to the Dark Domain first, prepare the ‘Temple’ properly, and welcome His Highness’s arrival.”
The Repairer replied, “You’re… right.” It happily rotated its snail shell, “None of us expected… the ‘Temple’ to welcome a new master so soon… Yes, it needs to be properly arranged.”
—-
Zong Lin brought Shen Jie to the Mist Cleaning Center.
If there was anywhere in the city that was safest after the invasion of the aliens, then the Mist Cleaning Center was definitely one of the top contenders.
After all, the people coming in and out here were all experienced members of the Cleaning teams. When they saw aliens, they just chopped away without fear, well-trained and ready.
Most members of the “Dawn” main team also lived here. Like Zong Lin used to, they were mostly participants of the city’s “Guardian Program,” tasked with missions in the wilderness for extended periods, without fixed residences in the city. To facilitate this, they simply lived in the Mist Cleaning Center.
For this reason, the Mist Cleaning Center had set aside an entire floor as a special rest area for the “Dawn” team.
At this moment, inside the rest area, due to the city’s changes, several “Dawn” team members emerged from their respective rooms and gathered in the lobby.
“Has the city’s emergency orders come down?” A female team member with fiery red long curls, a voluptuous figure, leaned against the door, biting a cigarette but not lighting it, asked.
“The Monitoring Center has issued partial orders. But they weren’t specific,” bald Chen Jiahua rubbed his head and said, “We don’t know exactly which mist area we’re responsible for assisting, and which scouting team we’re supposed to coordinate with.”
“Why is the efficiency so slow? Are the people at the Monitoring Center just loafing around?” the redhead woman said, taking out a lighter from her pocket, intending to light up.
“Yan Hua, no smoking in the lounge,” a sunglasses-wearing team member reclining in a chair reminded.
Yan Hua replied, “Don’t worry. It won’t bother you guys.”
She lowered her gaze, lit the cigarette with the lighter, and began puffing smoke. The space in front of her rippled slightly, and all the smoke floated inside, without leaving any trace.
Chen Jiahua shook his head and muttered, “You shouldn’t use abilities so casually. Even though it’s a small scale, the infection value can fluctuate… Ah, if only the captain were here, I’d have to scold you.”
Suddenly, the elevator “dinged.”
Several people in the lounge turned their heads simultaneously.
Yan Hua hesitated for a moment, quickly pressed out the cigarette with her fingers, and threw it into a spatial crack.
The elevator door slowly opened, revealing the figures of two people inside.
One with white hair and red eyes was their familiar captain, Zong Lin, and the other… was a young man with long black hair and soft, gentle features, holding a Samoyed plush toy in his arms.
The young man emitted no sign of any supernatural ability; he was just an ordinary person.
Though unfamiliar, they all felt a sense of déjà vu, as if they had seen him somewhere before.
Now, this seemingly fragile ordinary person was being embraced by their captain in a very intimate posture.
Zong Lin was slightly taller than the young man by about half a head. Despite their distinct appearances and temperaments, they looked remarkably harmonious standing together.
Moreover, although their clothes were black and brown respectively, the styles were identical, unmistakably resembling a couple’s outfit.
Members of the Dawn team: “!!!”
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