Chapter 12

Xi Yue showed a trace of panic on her face: "Okay, I put down my weapon, sir, don't shoot."

She squatted down, put the gun on the ground, and slowly stood up.

Security guard: "Put your hands up!"

However, he was the only one on guard. The others had long been envious of Xiyue's bags, and after seeing the video, they were even more greedy. When they saw that Xiyue no longer had a gun in her hand, they rushed over.

"You stinky bitch, you're still pretending to be me!"

Brother Sun ran in front and slapped Xiyue.

Above, the security guard saw this and cursed: "Bastard, wait a minute..."

He paused, and saw Xiyue firmly grasping Sun Ge's arm, and took something out of his pocket with his other hand.

With a strange smile on her face, she said, "Since you said so, I won't pretend anymore."

Press the remote control's display twice in succession.

Everyone's vision suddenly distorted, and the young woman's face blurred for a moment, and then they were awakened by the gunshot.

The bullet, glowing red, was like a straight line, about to pierce the woman, but unexpectedly, it suddenly stopped.

Brother Sun was the closest, and he was the only one who saw this incredible scene. But before he could scream, the roar of the security guards reached him.

"Gray Hole! It's a Gray Hole!"

Behind Xiyue, about one meter away, a ball of gray fog as thick as water suddenly exploded, and the rolling fog rushed in all directions.

"Pollution! It's a polluted area!"

“Run!”

The thugs who rushed to Xiyue ran out in a panic, but their voices quickly faded away.

Human legs couldn't outrun a pollution explosion, especially when the ash hole first exploded, its initial speed was faster than a starship. In an instant, everyone was engulfed in a thick fog.

Polluted gases penetrate into the body through the eyes, ears, mouth and nose. If you look closely, you will find that even the pores on the skin are forced to open and be invaded by pollution.

The one who mutated the fastest was Black Fang. He had wounds on his forehead and hands. The wounds began to mutate rapidly, and the flesh and blood fell to the ground in clumps like melted ice cream.

But he didn't "die". After the mutation, he looked like a pool of flesh paste. The flesh paste seeped into the ground, emerged from other places, and tripped up other people who were still running away.

The moss on the wall was growing rapidly, and the stems and leaves that were difficult to see with the naked eye grew into spikes as thick as arms. The centers of the spikes were filled with hollow traps that allowed them to locate living things as quickly as possible, and they would spray out the spikes like sticking out their tongues.

A spike pierced the fleeing man's shoulder, and he screamed, frightening his companions.

"Save me, save me..."

His companions didn't dare to rescue him and ran out frantically.

He was the only one of the four people at the bottom of the stairs who survived, but his skin had begun to turn pale beneath the stains, and his eyes were swollen and looked like they were about to pop out of their sockets due to the infection.

He ignored the pain and only wanted to escape the contaminated area. Finally, the narrow ravine ahead became clear.

He escaped from the gray fog.

He was a little confused and turned back to look at the fog that was slowing down. Before he could catch his breath, a strong force hit his back and pushed him back into the gray fog.

A wave of sharp spikes pierced him to pieces, and even his last scream was prevented from coming out because of the deflation of his lungs.

Outside the contaminated area, Xipo looked at his hands after pushing someone, feeling a little dazed.

In the contaminated area, Xi Yue held onto Brother Sun's arm tightly, smiling at the frightened man and saying, "Why don't you run for your life?"

Brother Sun finally came to his senses, let out a strange cry, and suddenly broke free from Xiyue's hand and ran out. However, in his panic, he missed a step and fell down the stone stairs.

A short scream came from below.

Even if he didn't fall and leave Xiyue's pure space, his ending would not be much better.

Xi Yue turned around and looked up at the stone stairs, where there was a white skeleton and a pollutant that had long lost its human form.

There were originally three people up there. She wasn't sure if they were all infected. She was about to go up to check when she suddenly heard a familiar shout from not far away.

"Pollution has broken out, run!"

"Run! Run!"

The first sentence is Xiyao and the second sentence is Xipo.

Xiyue thought for a moment, then picked up her shopping bag and walked downstairs. The pollutants all made way for a clear path. She soon reached the edge of the contaminated area and saw Xipo's tall figure.

He was frantically knocking on the doors on both sides. Some doors were always closed, perhaps because the owners were not at home. Some doors opened quickly, and people screamed and ran away.

Xiyue waited for a while, and when everyone had run away, she walked towards Xipo. Judging from her expression, she seemed to have realized that the pollution was caused by her.

"Innocent people are implicated?" Xi Yue asked.

Xipo shook her head. "No, the surge isn't that severe, and the pollution level isn't high."

The path leading to the stone staircase was a dead end, a full twenty meters from the first inhabited house. The gray fog stopped at a dozen meters and then stopped spreading.

Xiyue looked at him again: "Why do you look so bad?"

At this moment, Xiyao, who was not far away, ran over. Her face flushed red from holding her breath, and she didn't breathe until she hugged Xiyue's arm.

"Big sister, you scared us to death. When that security guard pointed a gun at you just now, I thought..."

"Do you think I'm dead?" Xi Yue smiled, put down the shopping bag, and touched her head. "Don't worry, I'm the God of Pollution."

"Yes, the eldest sister is the best!" Xi Yao nodded vigorously.

Xipo's expression became even stiffer.

Xiyue noticed it, and she said it on purpose. She could open the contaminated area, and would have to rely on it in the future—Xipo had to accept this fact.

Xipo said nothing, silently picking up the shopping bag: "Go over there, it's a small road with fewer people."

He avoided everyone he met and took a circuitous route, and it took him a while to get back to his dark home.

Xiyao had grown much bolder and had relaxed by now. She pressed Xiyue onto the stone bed and said, "Sister has been out for the day. Let's rest for a while. I'll pack up with my brother."

The two of them were busy that day. They cleaned up the messy shelves in the inner room and threw away all the broken bottles and jars.

Xiyao sneaked up to her brother and whispered, "Don't be sad, brother. That person..."

"I know." Xipo put bags of compressed food on the shelf. "We can't let anyone know."

After their eldest sister was exposed as the God of Pollution, the three siblings were finally at their wit's end.

-

Sheriff's Office.

The two security guards on duty were trembling with fear. They looked at the man on the chair with a bit of envy.

The security guard named Chen Bing patted his chest and said, "General Yuan, everything I said is true! That woman is definitely the source of the pollution. Otherwise, how could it be such a coincidence that the ash hole exploded right next to her?"

His companions tugged at his clothes, signaling him to stop talking nonsense.

The pollution source does exist, and every pollutant in the contaminated area could become a mobile pollution source, so the contaminated area can only be cleared after all of them are strangled. However, the pollution source may leave the contaminated area and cause pollution elsewhere...

This is an urban legend as unreliable as the "God of Pollution".

Chen Bing slapped his companion's hand away and glared at him. "I told you it was true! I swear, if you tell me a lie, I'll be contaminated!"

Bang!

A bullet hit him accurately between the eyebrows and exploded in his skull. The light even shone through the skull and skin for a moment.

His companions were stunned and looked at Yuan Xu hesitantly, only to see a fleeting light.

He fell down too.

Yuan Xu had an unruly smile on his face. He carried the two bodies out of the door, one in each hand, and walked to the edge of the gray fog that was spreading at a snail's pace and threw them in.

"If you want to be a pollutant so badly, then I'll grant your wish. Buy one, get one free. Are you happy?"

As he murmured, two vaguely visible corpses slowly stood up and began to mutate.

Humming a tuneless tune, he slowly walked into the gray fog, his face and most of his body unprotected. He fired a shot to the left, a shot to the right, each shot piercing the roaring pollutants that rushed towards him.

In just a few minutes, all the mutants were wiped out.

"Only level five." The whisper revealed a hint of disappointment.

Then he raised his hand, the gun barrel on his arm disappeared, and the surging Qi Jin quickly reorganized into a purification gun. As mental power was poured into it, a transparent beam of light was shot out.

The beam of light exploded after piercing through the thick fog, transforming into a flowing curtain of water that enveloped the narrow contaminated area. After a slight pause, the curtain of water suddenly contracted to a point.

The gray fog disappeared completely.

Qi Jin transformed again, reorganizing into a thin line that stretched from his left arm to his feet. Propulsion erupted from the soles of his feet, carrying him into the air.

The young general, not even wearing a combat uniform, stood with his hands behind his back, gazing at the ravines crisscrossing around him and the rubbish citizens who were secretly watching from the shadows, and said his third sentence as if talking to himself.

"It's too casual to reveal your identity so easily, isn't it, God of Pollution?"

A voice call came in.

"Coach, the support team is on the way and will be here soon."

"Support, are you questioning me?"

"...No, that's not what I meant. I can't ask you to clean up the battlefield yourself."

"Ah, yes, we still have to clean up the battlefield..."

"...Coach, are there any casualties at the scene?"

"Ah, yes, there are casualties. You should report this to the Central Star District. Alas, you're a step too late. Two soldiers from the Central Corps of the Public Security Bureau have died heroically."

“…”

On the other side, the senior officer of the 33rd Legion, who also held the rank of general, fell silent.

I always feel that something is wrong.

-

My younger brother and sister were packing things in the inner room, which was a good opportunity for Xiyue to study the remote control.

Yes, this time after detonating the contaminated area, the remote control did not disappear, but the countdown was shortened.

From 235 hours, it became 211 hours, a difference of 24 hours, a full day.

This shows two points: first, this remote control can be reused; second, the displayed time can be understood as energy, and each detonation will shorten the remaining time.

Xiyue pressed the display screen, and the same sentence appeared again: "Pollution area level, level five..."

Still level five.

Does this mean that every time you press it, a level 5 pollution zone will be opened and one day will be consumed?

That is to say, the initial countdown setting of the remote control is 10 days, and she can open 10 pollution areas within 10 days.

What would happen if she didn't open it one day?

Xiyue thought of the inconsistent dates in the diary and suddenly thought of a possibility: as the countdown accumulated, she could open different levels of contaminated areas.

The countdown on the previous remote control was 24 hours, and the polluted area will erupt after it ends naturally. Although the level is unknown, the sound is much more shocking than today's level 5 pollution.

This time, it took less than 5 hours to go from 240 to 235.

If it accumulates for a longer time and exceeds a certain set line before exploding, will the pollution level be higher?

She stroked the narrow display screen and smiled.

Anyway, I won’t go out for the next two days, so I’ll know when I get there.