The unruly strong wind carries the smell of earth, rolling around the earth like a beast that has just escaped from its cage.
The sky was gloomy, black clouds were gathering rapidly, and there were already lightning and thunder in the distance.
Heavy rain is coming.
Half a man deep in the grass, a figure was running quickly, occasionally bending down, and occasionally quickly changing direction. In the dim light, it looked like a hunter chasing its prey, or like a prey avoiding the hunter.
"Crack!"
A thunder exploded in the sky, and the whole world suddenly turned white.
But even in such rain and fog, the figure was still moving forward quickly, as if he was not worried about getting lost at all.
When another bolt of lightning struck, a city wall more than three meters high suddenly appeared in the white rain curtain. Through the light of the lightning, it was vaguely possible to see that this was a quite large town, but the town was surrounded by city walls. Yes, even in such a rainy weather, there are still guards in raincoats patrolling the city walls back and forth, daring not to relax.
However, such a tight guard could not stop the figure from sneaking in. He seemed to be able to see through the gaps between each guard's patrols and the blind spots in each other's gazes.
In just a few seconds, the figure ran across the five-meter-wide trench, then jumped onto the city wall like a spirit fox. While rolling silently, he had already arrived inside the city wall.
Then, like a god, he avoided the guards patrolling the streets one after another, and finally fell into a very ordinary small courtyard.
Thunder rumbled and rain gusted. The owner of the courtyard had no idea that an uninvited guest had arrived.
But the uninvited guest did not stay for long. He just listened for a moment and then climbed over the courtyard wall again, looking for his next target.
Finally, when he passed the seventh courtyard, he stopped because the owner of this courtyard was not at home.
After carefully taking off his soaked clothes and shoes under the eaves, the uninvited guest revealed a slightly younger face with a stern expression. The calmness in his eyes made people think that he was some old gangster.
This uninvited guest is naturally Zhang Yang.
He had no intention of being a thief. He had simply tempered thirty-six armor-piercing cones in the valley before, and he left there immediately. As a result, as soon as he left, he saw a team chasing them along the river into the valley.
There were five black-armored soldiers in the team, and the rest were ordinary villagers armed with sticks, knives and guns, and this was what made Zhang Yang deeply vigilant.
Because he knows that if a government can mobilize the villagers to the greatest extent, it means that the government has placed countless informants in all seemingly hidden corners.
If he suddenly appears as a stranger, he will probably be noticed and reported soon.
So Zhang Yang chose to lurk, jumped into the river, and hid under the eyes of the pursuers for half an hour, until a heavy rain saved his life, because those pursuers were really difficult to deal with, and he used The soul force field blocked his aura, but he was still almost found.
With this episode, Zhang Yang immediately changed his plan. Taking advantage of the approaching heavy rain and strong winds, he accelerated and ran wildly. Following the direction of the official road he had seen before, he finally found the town thirty miles away.
Then he took advantage of the storm and used the characteristics of the soul force field to avoid the guards on the city wall and entered this large town. At this time, he was already hungry and tired, but he did not dare to relax and looked for a He jumped into a small courtyard where ordinary people lived, and finally found this temporary place where the owner was not at home.
The door was locked, but Zhang Yang couldn't help it. The soul force field enveloped him and the iron lock opened instantly.
Push the door to enter, open the window, close the door and lock it, then jump in through the window, and everything will be restored to its original state.
The layout of the room was already invisible in Zhang Yang's soul force field, but he didn't search for anything. He just took off the animal skin package on his back and took out a set of dry clothes. He used this clothes to wipe his clothes first. There were water marks on it, so I replaced it.
That's right, there are three sets of clothes in there, as well as dry food, water bladders, and some broken silver that should be copper plates from this world.
These were all things he had picked up in the small village that had been massacred.
After taking a sip of water, Zhang Yang silently chewed the stone-like dry biscuit. Restoring his strength was the first priority. As for what to do next, he didn't know yet because he still knew too little about the world.
The only thing that is certain is that humans and monsters are in a confrontation, and the rulers of the human race are extremely efficient in execution due to the pressure from the monsters. The ordinary people are also united under the pressure of the monsters.
So he had to improvise.
After spending a lot of effort to eat the cake that could kill someone, Zhang Yang meticulously cleaned up all the residue, and then began to carefully look at the details of the house, which can provide many clues about the world.
"This small courtyard faces south, 30 meters long from north to south, and 10 meters long from east to west. It has three main rooms and two firewood sheds at the gate. There is no well in the yard, but there is a lotus tank, a vegetable garden, and a garden. , all flowers, plants and vegetables are well taken care of, there is a clothes drying pole in front of the door, there is no clothes on it, the room is clean and tidy, there are women's dressing things in the main bedroom, and there is a subtle feminine fragrance."
"There is a desk in the west bedroom with the Four Treasures of the Study, but there are no books and no bookshelf. There seems to be a secret compartment under the bed. There are a few gold and silver account books in the secret compartment. There is a greasy smell of alcohol in the kitchen, and there is rice in the rice jar. , there is noodles in the noodle vat, and there is half a cooled roast chicken with fine tooth marks on it, so it should be a late night snack."
"Based on this, the owners of the house should be a couple. They have no maids, are proficient in writing, but have no interest in reading. Their family is wealthy and they often leave early and come back late. They are undoubtedly small businessmen."
Zhang Yang silently calculated that his seemingly miraculous ability was not because he had this talent, but because after stepping into the extraordinary, an A-level soul could often see through the phenomenon to see the essence. Otherwise, it would have been him in the past. , he was too exhausted to figure it out, because he couldn't observe the details as well as he did now.
In other words, no matter who you are, as long as you have the ability to completely control subtle things, you can also deduce it.
"I have to get out of here before dark."
After muttering to himself, Zhang Yang curled up in the corner of the room that was least visible and quickly fell asleep.
About two hours later, he woke up automatically, but his soul power unexpectedly returned to its original state.
"It's strange. There's something wrong with this world. It's recovering too fast. It seems to be faster than using the Wood Demon Tower to restore soul power."
Thoughts flashed through his mind, and Zhang Yang looked outside. At this time, the heavy rain had stopped. It was almost five or six o'clock in the evening. The sky was blue and the setting sun was shining, which was very refreshing.
Immediately, he jumped out of the window, repeated his old trick, and locked the doors and windows. After checking that no traces were left, he climbed out of the wall along the bluestone path in the courtyard.
At this time, Zhang Yang was basically dressed like a local from head to toe. For this reason, he even hid the animal skin package with the armor-piercing awl and the long knife among the flowers, because he expected that within two days, The mistress would not water those flowers and plants.
Sure enough, along the way, Zhang Yang imitated the locals and hurriedly walked and stopped. No one recognized him. After all, the population of this town must be tens of thousands. It was dusk now, and the light was changing in an intricate way. , who would pay special attention to a person who is dressed similarly to himself
Zhang Yang walked around casually, and at the same time quickly memorized the local words he heard.
That's right, people in this small town speak Chinese, not Mandarin, but a very soft and chatty Chinese that you can't understand at first glance.
Fortunately, Zhang Yang now has a very good memory and stronger analytical skills. After walking two streets, he almost learned a dozen daily expressions. He even boldly spoke to the stall owner at a pancake stall in local dialect. After a few words, I bought two hot pancakes with copper coins, and then ate them while walking, which made it more harmonious.
But at this time, he saw Duan Kuan.
On a very wide street, there were twelve huge iron cages lined up. There were more than thirty men imprisoned in the cages, and they were all tied tightly with chains.
Duan Kuan was one of them. He was miserable. His head was swollen like a pig's head and he was slumped in the cage like a dead dog. If it weren't for his slightly heaving chest, Zhang Yang almost thought he had been beaten to death.
Seeing this scene, Zhang Yang was not surprised. Even though Duan Kuan was not a fool like Song Dachui or Wang Mumu, nor was he a fool like Liu Dali or Sun Goudan, in this country everyone is a soldier, everyone is a spy, and the government The world, which has a high degree of cooperation with the common people, wants to sneak in easily, and then find a reason to show off its power, beat the indigenous people for disobedience, and take away the most beautiful women among the indigenous people. This is all hysteria.
If nothing else, just this accent can kill most people.
Zhang Yang didn't linger, didn't even take a second look at Duan Kuan, and continued to pass by while eating the hot pancakes.
He estimated that Duan Kuan would not be sentenced to death, because there were wheels under the twelve large iron cages, so it was obvious that he was being dragged somewhere.
What place could it be
Considering that this is the general background of the confrontation between humans and monsters, of course it is to go to a place like the Death Soldier Camp. As long as the government is not stupid, it will do this. Let these scum die at the forefront of the war. It is really in line with the people. In response to God's will.
"Nang Xipi, I'm hungry. The natives here are really nasty. They caught me in just half an hour. Hey, isn't this the prelude to some main mission?"
A string of familiar words floated over, but Zhang Yang didn't hear it and wandered away among the crowd.
After passing a street corner, he muttered in his heart,
"Emotions, this extraordinary trial mission is not a single-player game, it is actually an online game, so the demons and monsters on the opposite side may also have people bound to the village founding order of alien races mixed in."
"There is no need to worry about Duan Kuan. He will definitely be sent to the front line with those guys. There is no need to rescue him. He will not die in a short time. I, on the other hand, have to make good use of the opportunity I have now to get There must be enough benefits, for example, this pancake is actually military rations that can be taken out, and the satiety level is +3."