"A living person?" Waite blurted out, grabbing ahead of Long Yuehong.
In the ruins of this city, encountering living people who do not belong to their own team and do not know is much more scary and terrifying than encountering dead people, "unintentional ones", and distorted creatures.
Long Yuehong also thinks so.
Ferrinton, holding his shotgun, recalled:
"That street is similar to this side, dirty, messy, and smelly, and it hasn't been cleaned for many years.
"There was a bench on the side of the road, and there was a man sitting on it, and he, he was a gray man, dressed in what the old world called a formal suit, eh, gray, with black stripes.
"He looks like he's not in his thirties, his hair is neatly combed back, and he wears glasses with very round and relatively small frames on his face."
"It doesn't seem to be anything special..." Long Yuehong said with consideration.
If you meet such a person, even in such a dangerous ruin, you shouldn't directly treat it as a monster. Maybe you should try to talk to him to see if the other party is friendly and can cooperate.
"There's really nothing special about him, except that he's still alive." Fei Lintong sighed, "but on the tree behind him is a huge python, and the python's eyes are big and round, like two searchlights. And filled with blood... it hung down, resting on the back of the bench, like the man's guard...
"It's not the most terrifying, I, I saw the white giant wolf, it, it squatted next to that person!"
At this moment, Jiang Baimian, Wang Fugui and others suddenly came up with a name:
Wu Meng!
Wu Meng, the owner of the "Tao and Electrical Repair" radio station!
Doesn't it mean that if you don't get close to the radio station for one kilometer and don't carry electronic products, you'll be fine? Didn't he say he was sealed up? Why are you still walking around on the street? That direction is completely different from the location of the radio station, it must be more than two kilometers... Long Yuehong felt the panic of Fei Lintong at that time, and it was deeper than the other party.
After all, Fei Lintong should not know about the "Tao and Electrical Maintenance" radio station, and he doesn't know how weird and scary Wu Meng is.
"The man was reading the newspaper and was very attentive, but both the white wolf and the python looked at me." Ferrinton continued, "I was terrified and ran here while calling for help."
You can see them all. With Wu Meng's ability, it should be easy to control you. How can you let you escape? Jiang Baimian frowned slightly and noticed something that was not normal.
There are two explanations for this. One is that Fei Lintong was deliberately let go. In fact, he has been secretly influenced by Wu Meng, and he is waiting for the critical moment to fatally mislead the eight people here. The second is that it is not real Wu Meng, but the images he made with the help of certain types of electronic products.
Combining the information given by the company and Galolan's words just now, Jiang Baimian is more inclined to the latter.
Otherwise, with the strength and level shown by Wu Meng, there is no need to use such a complicated plan, just come directly.
The inclination is the inclination, Jiang Baimian did not dare to be careless in the actual handling.
She did not discuss the question of the strange person with Ferrinton, and asked solemnly:
"Do you have any electronics on you?"
Ferrinton was stunned for a moment:
"No.
"What do you ask this for?"
What's the question
"It's good not to." Jiang Baimian explained casually, "Here, electronic products are a dangerous medium."
"Really?" Although Fei Lintong couldn't understand it, he had seen the white giant wolf control the relic hunters before, and he was dubious about it. After receiving a positive answer, he did not ask why.
Compared with this, he is more concerned about another thing:
"Where is this place, you seem to know each other very well
"Is there any other way out?"
"Wasteland No. 13 Ruins." Wang Fugui answered succinctly.
"Ah?" Fei Lintong's pupils suddenly dilated.
Ruins hunters based in the first city have never heard of the ruins of Wasteland No. 13 and its related rumors, unless he has just arrived here and plans to settle down.
Therefore, Fei Lingtong was a little silly for a while.
Jiang Baimian did not appease, looked at the direction Fei Lintong fled from, and said with consideration:
"Let's go back, take a little detour, and continue to collect supplies on the way."
"Okay!" Waite got ahead of Long Yuehong again.
For him, today is another bumper harvest. There is really no need to go forward and take unnecessary risks.
Others have no objection.
And Fei Lintong heard from their words just now that this group of people seemed to have a way back, and the whole person was a lot more settled.
When walking back step by step in a tactical formation, Jiang Baimian smiled and said to Fei Lin Channel:
"You have also seen that the white giant wolf can control humans and make them puppets. For everyone's safety, in order to confirm whether you are the person and whether you have been affected, I have to ask you a few questions."
"You know me?" Fei Lintong heard the hidden meaning in Jiang Baimian's words, and asked in surprise.
Jiang Baimian answered in a rather tongue-in-cheek way:
"Know someone who knows you.
"Well, first question, what's your name?"
"Felinton." Felineton replied calmly.
"The second question, do you know a sect that worships mirrors?" Jiang Baimian stepped into the topic.
Hearing this sentence, Wang Fugui and Gray also looked at Fei Lintong.
"Yes." Ferrinton suddenly realized, "Are you friends of Terence?"
He remembered that he had only mentioned this to a few people such as Terence, and among these people, Terence had the most friends.
"No, he is our creditor." Shang Jianyao had a heavy face.
But this creditor is often trembling, afraid of being killed by the debtor... Long Yuehong sneered in his heart that Shang Jianyao's current performance was too hard.
Ferrinton didn't ask how much they owed, but thoughtfully said:
"I do know such a sect. Well, I know one of their followers, and I am more familiar with him. He wanted to recruit me into the church some time ago."
"What's his name and where does he live?" Jiang Baimian asked while walking slowly, observing the surroundings vigilantly.
"His name is Smith." He had to bow his head under the eaves. Ferrinton had no intention of helping his friends to hide it. "He lives in Room 503, No. 9 Harley Street, Golden Wheat Sui District."
Shang Jianyao immediately asked:
"Do you know what their sacrament is?"
Ferrinton shook his head blankly.
"It's no wonder you haven't joined them yet." Shang Jianyao looked at me and I understood your expression.
"Which Zhi Sui does their sect worship?" Jiang Baimian asked.
Ferrinton shook his head again:
"They don't seem to worship Zhisui, but the mirror. They always tell me, 'The new world is on the other side of the mirror', and they also say, 'You are looking at the person in the mirror, and the person in the mirror is also looking at you'. It makes me feel awkward every time I look in the mirror, even a little scared…”
Shang Jianyao listened with relish, as if he had learned a new mantra.
After Fei Lintong finished speaking, Jiang Baimian winked at Shang Jianyao and raised his right thumb and middle finger.
This represents a predetermined plan, which means going up to "make" friends or "convincing" each other to eliminate hidden dangers.
Although Fei Lintong has behaved normally so far, and his words and deeds are reasonable, he has been in the ruins of Wasteland No. 13 for too many days, and Jiang Baimian does not dare to be careless.
Shang Jianyao immediately smiled at Felintong:
"You don't mind us asking so much, you see: this is the ruins of Wasteland 13; everyone must be frank, united, and eliminate mistrust in order to ensure their own safety to the greatest extent; so..."
These are all words that can stand the test. Felinton nodded as he listened. Wang Fugui, Waite and the others didn't think there was any mystery behind this.
When the word "so" was uttered, Fei Lintong's expression suddenly distorted, as if it was covered with a haze.
His lips moved a few times, and he said in a low voice:
"The more dangerous it is, the more risk you have to take, as the saying goes, the action of the opposite is also..."