Admin lost contact.
Although Chunsan had already noticed that the administrator did not respond to the report, she was still a little surprised when she learned that General Su had contacted the administrator three times to ask for a meeting but had not received a reply.
The administrators seem to have abandoned the main city.
Perhaps it shouldn't be a surprise.
Everyone is avoiding, but everyone also knows that this day will come.
Since District D began to collapse more than ten years ago, this is no longer an unavoidable thing, especially for the "main city managers" in the eyes of the residents of the main city.
It's just... is this really the beginning
The black fog that swept over half of the main city at noon yesterday has dissipated, and everything seems to have returned to calm. The people who fled in panic on the streets yesterday returned to the streets.
But the traces are still there. In the sky under the sun, when the black mist dissipated, it seemed to be torn apart, leaving wisps of gray-black smoke and dust, which can be seen when you look up.
Lei Yu straddled A01. Ever since Lian Chuan joined the cleanup team, he has basically never led the team to carry out missions. Although Lian Chuan and Long Biao do not fight each other, all missions can be accomplished as long as one of them is present. , there will be no error.
But today, he sat in the car and was on call at any time.
Several major management agencies in the main city have people fleeing.
Ordinary residents flee more, but those security guards and city guards can deal with it directly. If the main city officials flee, they need a cleanup team. After all, no one knows who will hide part of the main city's secrets in their minds.
As the captain who had been warned twice for appeasing his subordinates' disobedience, and was put on probation for leading a team to rob the transport vehicle escorting Lianchuan from the Operations Department, and might be dismissed at any time, Lei Yu had to personally carry out the mission today.
Of course, he has no regrets.
The main city is indeed hierarchical, and every bit of overreach may become a reason for disappearing, but the current main city, guarding a tiny place that will be swallowed by the black mist at any time, the hierarchy has gradually become meaningless.
The only reason why the main city still guards this point is that when that day comes, it is convenient to screen who can survive.
There were familiar footsteps coming from behind, Lei Yu turned his head and saw Chun San in uniform.
"Why are you still on the field?" He asked.
"I want to check the border myself to see if there are any traces," Chunsan said, "come in and have a look when you pass by."
"Who is escorting?" Lei Yu asked.
"Patrol." Chun San replied.
"I came to see my husband during the mission," Lei Yu smiled, "Officer Xiao is about to get angry."
"Who knows how many more times I can watch it, I don't care if he gets angry or not," Chunsan also smiled, "Go home as often as you can."
"Okay." Lei Yu nodded.
"I saw the boss let him come over too," Chunsan said, "Its body is about to be checked, and I will find time to check it myself."
"I haven't seen it for a while. After Chuan left..." Lei Yu's voice was a little heavy, "I didn't see it anymore."
"The target is found under the bridge pier B3 in D area," Lu Qian's voice came from the intercom, "waiting for the disposal plan."
"Scan, first confirm the identity, the second group is in B2, and the two help in the past." Lei Yu started the car and glanced at Chun San.
"Be careful." Chunsan waved at him.
Before the black mist had completely cleared early in the morning, Guangguang discovered that someone had broken a window and entered the store, hiding on the first floor.
This is one of the main streets from Area C to Area D. People who want to leave the main city usually pass through here.
She didn't call the police or go downstairs, but just locked the door leading to the second floor.
Although the main city has slowly returned to its usual appearance, some people are still fleeing.
Although no one knows where to escape.
Except for the high-level residents at the core of District A, no one can guarantee that if there is a chance of life, the opportunity will be their turn.
An hour later, a patrol broke down the store door.
When Guang Guang went downstairs, there was nothing left in the shop except for the broken window.
The intruder has disappeared.
Several patrol members stood outside the store, and after checking her ID card, one member gave her a surprised look: "It's better to go back to the settlement in Area A recently, the outer circle is not safe."
"Thank you." Guang Guang said.
"Can you dream?" Ning Gu lay on the roof with his arms pillowed on his head, and glanced at Lian Chuan who was sitting next to him.
"Very little." Lian Chuan said.
"Do people in the main city dream?" Ning Gu asked again.
"I don't know, I must be dreaming." Lian Chuan said.
"Uncle Crazy said that when he dreams, all he sees are things he has thought about and seen," Ning Gu looked at the black sky above, feeling that his nostrils were almost blown up against the wind, " So I always only dream about ghost towns, black, and nails, the leader...it’s probably a nightmare to have a leader, and every time I dream that he wants to hang me on the clock tower."
Lian Chuan didn't speak.
"I dreamed of nails," Ning Gu sniffed, "I..."
Lian Chuan turned to look at him.
"I didn't cry," Ning Gu waved his hand, "The wind keeps blowing into my nose, so I inhale and close my nostrils."
Lian Chuan still didn't make a sound, probably because he didn't know what to say, he just turned his head back.
"If there are people around," Ning Gu sat up, "can you find it?"
"Yes." Lian Chuan replied.
"Can such a strong wind be discovered?" Ning Gu asked.
"Yes." Lian Chuan said.
"How far can we find it?" Ning Gu continued to ask.
"Where are you going?" Lian Chuan asked instead without answering.
This man is indeed very sharp.
Ning Gu approached him and whispered, "Tongue Bay."
Lian Chuan looked at him.
"However, Tongue Bay is full of aborigines," Ning Gu said, "I'm going to go to the land king to grab some equipment first, and you help me keep watch so that no one else will find out."
"Don't you need me to grab it for you?" Lian Chuan said.
"You don't know much about my fighting skills," Ning Gu said, "Di Wang is an incompetent traveler, and he's old..."
"Snatch the elderly?" Lian Chuan interrupted him.
"What's the matter, the old people also robbed me and beat me," Ning Gu said, "The old people in the ghost town are different from the old people in your main city."
"There are not many elderly people in the main city." Lian Chuan said.
"Yes, I heard that after the age of 60..." Ning Gu made a gesture of shooting himself in the head with his finger, "Don't waste the resources of young people."
"Land grabbing king." Lian Chuan helped him bring the topic back.
"Land grabbing old profiteer, I can do it myself, you help me out." Ning Gu said.
"He can tell others as soon as you leave." Lian Chuan said.
"Then silence it." Ning Gu said.
"En." Lian Chuan responded.
"Hey!" Ning Gu suddenly turned his head to stare at him, "I'm just joking."
"Me too." Lian Chuan said.
"What joke are you making with a straight face," Ning Gu said, "It's no different from the truth."
"You didn't laugh either." Lian Chuan said.
Ning Gu bared his teeth at him, and smiled: "The main reason is that you are a hyena, and what you do is to kill and silence people. When others say that, whether you laugh or not is a joke, it's different when you say it."
Lian Chuan didn't speak.
"Let's go." Ning Gu jumped off the roof and picked up a small iron rod by the side of the road.
The king of the earth hasn't slept well in the past two days. Ever since Ning Gu came back with the hyena, he felt that he would definitely be in trouble.
The hyena is here to be an undercover agent. Even if it is a traitor, it is always looking for some information to go back to the main city of Mengmeng. A senior merchant like him, who has traveled all over the ghost town and experienced old maps and information databases, is definitely the first. a goal.
In addition, he took advantage of the fire and got a feather from Ning Gu.
Thinking of this feather... The King of Earth immediately turned over and sat up, squatted to the corner of the wall, and carefully picked up a piece of loose ground, revealing a big hole.
The feather is hidden here.
He carefully removed the glass bottle containing the feather, restored the floor, and placed the bottle in a hole under the bed, which was empty.
In case Ning Gu brought the hyena to snatch the feather, he would not find other good things from him.
Having made all the preparations, the King of Earth heaved a sigh of relief and sat down on the bed.
Just when he was about to lie down, the door was kicked open suddenly.
The king of the land almost dodged in shock, and when he saw Ning Gu coming in, followed by a hyena, he lay down on the bed with a bang: "I knew—"
Ning Gu grabbed his collar: "You shout again?"
"Are you here to grab something!" Di Wang glared at him.
"Exchange, but it will take some time before I can bring you something." Ning Gu raised his fist, "If you keep quiet, I won't beat you."
"What do you want?" asked the land king, "I'll help you find it!"
"Anything is fine, as long as you can defend yourself." Ning Gu stared at him for a while, then slowly let go of his hand.
The King of Earth sat up from the bed, adjusted his clothes, and squatted beside the bed: "There are things, but there are not too many..."
"Stop talking nonsense." Ning Gu said.
"What are you going to do?" Di Wang dragged out a box from under the bed, "If you get into any trouble, the leader knows that it has something to do with me, and I will be finished."
"As long as you don't sell me out, I'll be tighter than you." Ning Gu said.
"I don't believe it." The King of Earth sighed and opened the box.
Lian Chuan stood by the door, looking at Diwang's room.
A lot of locked iron boxes, and some small things of little value were placed on the tables and chairs, and the room was full.
The trading form of the Ghost City is very similar to that of the Lost Valley, the difference is probably that the supply of goods in the Lost Valley is more abundant, and there is one more trading method, which can use the currency of the main city.
However, whether it is a ghost town or a lost valley, this form of trading is more interesting, more lively, and more like living than the main city.
The king of the land took some "self-defense equipment" for Ning Gu from the iron box, and taught Ning Gu how to use it, while sighing.
It was safe outside the house, and it was very quiet, and there was no other sound except the wind.
Lian Chuan is not surprised that Ning Gu is going to Tongwan. If there is any secret in the ghost town, it must be in Tongwan.
Ning Gu was not satisfied with these pieces of equipment, so he bent down and dug out a few pieces from the box: "You make an offer, as long as it's reasonable, I'll find what you want."
The land king didn't ask for a price, but just asked Ning Gu to bring the items to be exchanged for an interview.
When Ning Gu left, the King of Earth actually delivered to the door.
"Why?" Ning Gu turned to look at him vigilantly.
"Where are you going?" asked the king.
"It's none of your business." Ning Gu was still very vigilant, after all, the king of the land is famous for being a treacherous and slippery ghost town.
"Your feather," said the land king, "if you want it, I can give it back to you without any transaction."
Ning Gu looked at him, and after a while he said: "No need, the nail promised me and said to find me another one."
Before Di Wang could speak again, he turned around and strode into the wind.
"Is there no one?" Ning Gu stopped when he was about to leave the ghost town and take him to the garbage dump.
"No." Lian Chuan replied.
"You go back to Crazy Uncle and wait," Ning Gu confessed, "No one will go before I come back. If someone goes, you can just keep silent, anyway, you always make a fool of yourself."
"En." Lian Chuan responded.
"Let's go." Ning Gu turned around.
Lian Chuan stood there and looked at him.
He walked a few steps and then turned around: "That's not right."
Lian Chuan didn't make a sound.
"You don't want to persuade me?" Ning Gu said, "If I didn't answer the call just now, the old profiteer would have tried to persuade me."
"Go." Lian Chuan said.
Ning Gu was stunned.
Lian Chuan turned around and walked in the direction of the crazy uncle's cabin.
Ning Gu pulled up his clothes, watched Lian Chuan disappear into the darkness, then turned around and trotted a few steps towards the garbage dump.
Persuasion cannot be persuaded.
When he came out of Tongwan with the leader and Li Xiang, he had already made up his mind to go again.
He's going to find the nail, whether it's dead or alive, or whatever, he's going to find out.
The nails came in for him, even if it was just a body now, he still had to find a way to get the nails out.
Lian Chuan's unexpected "Go" gave him some comfort.
After all, it was Tongue Bay, and he wasn't sure that he could really escape unscathed.
I just didn't think about what to do if I couldn't get it back.
The road to Tonguwan is still very familiar, and the cold light bottle is adjusted to the lowest light, which only illuminates a small area at the foot, and he can recognize where to go.
But Tongue Bay has changed.
When Ning Gu stood at the tip of his tongue, he found that his tongue was gone.
He was stunned for a long time, climbed up to the highest shelf, and looked over there.
The tongue is not missing, but is submerged in the black mist.
The thickest black mist in the entire Tongwan Bay has advanced several hundred meters, and the thick black in the strong wind has almost swallowed up the shelf under the feet.
Ning Gu looked at the strange tongue in front of him, not knowing what happened.
But he knew that this must have happened not long ago, and the team leader and the others didn't know about it, otherwise they would definitely be strengthened and complete, and he probably wouldn't have the chance to come here today.
Ning Gu jumped off the shelf, and took out a handle that the King of Earth gave him that could be put on his hand. This thing can burst a small hollow in the air, which can block the attack.
If he doesn't enter Tongwan now, he won't have the chance to enter again no matter what happens when the group leader finds something abnormal.
The black mist was no different from before. Ning Gu took a breath, and there was no abnormal smell in the wind. He turned on the cold light bottle to the brightest, walked forward slowly, and looked down at his feet.
He needs to judge the original boundary of the black mist, so go to the basement first.
After walking for a while, he saw a small piece of something stuck in a crack in the ground.
He squatted down slowly, and after making sure that there was no movement around him, he carefully picked up the thing.
It was a piece of paper, a corner torn from something.
This is not something of value, some strange things will blow in the strong wind from time to time, a piece of paper is too ordinary.
But when Ning Gu turned it over and saw the other side of the paper, he carefully put it into the small interlayer on the side of his boot.
There was writing on the other side, which was handwritten. He wanted Lian Chuan to see what was written.
After all, although not all the ghost towns are full of illiterate people, there are almost no people who can write on paper. Even if someone writes, the torn pieces will not appear in the tongue against the wind.
After putting away the paper, Ning Gu got up and continued to search for the basement.
But after walking for a while, he became a little confused.
He couldn't find the little ramp that sloped down outside the basement.
He might have passed by, or he might not have arrived, but he didn't dare to walk around casually. Although there was nothing around, the black mist itself was a maze.
Fortunately, the easiest way to judge the direction of a ghost town is the wind direction.
The wind will not change, it will always blow from one direction, so he knows that behind him is the way back.
Just as he was about to exit and re-determine the position and walk again, there was a small sound in the black mist ahead.
Ning Gu immediately flicked his right hand and grabbed the handle on his wrist.
But he soon realized that it didn't sound like an aborigine's voice, not the kind of guttural sound that seemed to be choked.
It was the sound of metal chains dragging on the ground.
Ning Gu leaned back slightly, ready to run away at any time, then lowered his voice, and called out in an almost inaudible volume: "Tack?"
The sound of the metal chain moved closer to him, then stopped again.
"You are Ning Gu." A voice so hoarse as if his throat had been rubbed against black iron for more than ten thousand times came from the wind.