Chapter 35
Wen Bei turned around and saw Huang Qian standing outside the ruins.
He waved and approached carefully over the broken rubble: "Are you all okay?"
Huang Qian shook her head: "She and I are both safe. We rushed over after hearing the noise."
After Huang Qian finished speaking, she couldn't help but look up at the man again.
Her intuition told her that he was involved in the sudden explosion, but the man didn't even notice him and just looked at Wen Bei.
Even so, the feeling of oppression still made her feel uncomfortable.
Huang Qian tried her best to ignore it and asked, "Where are they?"
Wen Bei: "...buried underneath."
Now the bones and flesh must have been blown away, so we can deal with it in the simplest way.
No one would come back specifically to dig up their remains. Even if people who came to clean up the scene found their bone fragments and other remnants, they would not take them for research.
In the end times, the cause of death of one or two people is not enough to spend manpower to investigate, not to mention that there are so many puppet corpses mixed in, it is impossible to tell who is who.
As for the detection bracelets, the speed at which they were transformed into distorted objects was too fast, and the distance from them to the explosion was less than two minutes. Although the bracelets were difficult to destroy, such a serious explosion was enough to damage the bracelets.
Even if the base officials noticed that the values of these two people had changed drastically before their deaths, they would not believe what had happened and would simply think that the two bracelets were damaged in the same explosion and reported an error.
After Wen Bei finished his judgment, his shoulders relaxed slightly, and a rare look of fatigue appeared on his face.
After hearing what he said, Huang Qian roughly guessed what these bombs were used for. She stopped asking questions and skillfully said that she could stay and deal with the Orderly Army.
Such a serious explosion just happened here, it must have attracted attention.
The most basic investigation is definitely indispensable.
Huang Qian: "This matter is very simple. There was a traitor in the Dark Fire Guild. A guild member and the former leader started a fight. After a fight broke out here, a member used a pre-planted bomb to blow up the former leader."
It seems that even Huang Qian knows that the Dark Fire Guild has changed its president.
Wen Bei nodded: "Thank you for your help."
"No trouble." Huang Qian winked at him. "Do you remember that you agreed to let me be one of the first guests of the hot spring?"
Wen Bei smiled at him: "Yeah."
When he was about to say something, Qiu Ting, who had been standing silently beside him, suddenly moved, and intentionally or unintentionally stood between them, blocking their view.
Qiu Tinge said calmly, "It's time to go back."
Wen Bei's eyes hurt from the dust still floating nearby. He raised his head and couldn't see the man's expression clearly in his misty eyes.
He just nodded obediently.
This subtle movement made Huang Qian, who was standing next to him and suddenly couldn't even breathe, relax a lot.
She frowned, and her inner understanding of the man's unfathomable nature deepened.
...
After returning to the room, Wen Bei deliberately glanced at the room opposite.
No one lives there now.
Perhaps because they felt it was unlucky, the remaining tenants moved out early.
At this moment, the room opposite is empty again, waiting
Wen Bei: "Is the day for Chengjie's journey coming soon?"
The moment Yuanxing was released from the base, he could never come back.
Qiu Tinge was not interested. He did not answer the question, but raised his head slightly and urged: "Go take a shower."
The smell on the young man that he originally liked was slightly masked, mixed with the smell of alcohol and gunpowder, which made him particularly irritated.
I started to get inexplicably angry again.
Wen Bei was used to it. He picked up his pajamas and went into the bathroom. When he came out of the shower, there were a few round green fruits on the table.
Since he came to the base, he couldn't get used to the food here and lost another two kilograms.
It was obvious that these small green fruits were specially left for him by Qiu Ding. Wen Bei didn't think much about it, picked them up and put them to his mouth and took a bite.
Invisibly, he was gradually giving this man more trust.
When the small green fruit enters the mouth, there is no strange astringency nor sourness that makes the tip of the tongue numb. It is juicy but not sweet enough, like eating a big bite of pear without the pear fragrance.
This kind of fruit should be considered very rare in the apocalypse. Wen Bei didn't know where Qiu Ting found it from. He happened to be hungry, so he ate it all in one go. The feeling of fullness was still very strong, and his originally slightly hungry stomach was suddenly full.
Wen Bei turned off the lights and went to bed, mumbling good night.
It was not until a long time later that the black fog that had grown in the corner once again wrapped around the ankles of the sleeping young man.
A faint sighing voice came from the darkness: "Good night."
...
After getting up the next day, Wen Bei went to a breakfast shop to have breakfast and listen to the opinions of nearby residents on the explosion last night.
Few people can afford to have a leisurely breakfast in the end times, so there are not many people in the breakfast shops.
People sat around the small table and would order steamed buns at most. Those who were a little richer would order some pancakes with eggs. As for what kind of eggs the pancakes were made of, no one wanted to know.
The steamed buns made with flour from the post-apocalyptic era always have moldy spots on them.
Wen Bei only ordered artificial milk at the breakfast shop and ate it in small bites with the biscuits he brought from the hotel.
Listen to those people exaggerating what happened last night.
Someone also mentioned that the Dark Fire Guild's president had been replaced.
"Didn't I hear that this guild is doing some disgusting things behind people's backs?"
"Why didn't the Lawful Army capture them?"
"Do you have any evidence? You want those people to arrest a guild full of polluters without any evidence?"
"You know it very well but don't point it out. In this chaotic world, you'd better take care of yourself." The boss came over and interrupted. He put down the plate of steamed buns covered with black spots and continued to work.
The person being scolded was a little unhappy: "Who knows what the new guild leader is like? Maybe he's even more brutal than the old one."
The person next to him took a sip of the soy milk, which was even harder to drink than soy milk, and continued, "The vice president will be back from outside the base in two days."
"The president is gone, and the new president has already established his authority. Why are you still worried about him, a vice president?"
The soy milk drinker sighed slowly, having whetted everyone's appetite. "My neighbor is a polluter in a mercenary guild. He told me personally that the vice president of the Dark Fire Guild is a very difficult person, much more terrifying than the president who can only manipulate corpses."
The expressions of the others varied, some obviously believing and some not, and they pressed him to hear more about the vice president.
But the man refused to say anything more, for he was afraid that saying too much would cause trouble.
Wen Bei had finished his breakfast by this time and was walking outside. It just happened to start to rain a little. The rain in the apocalypse was also polluted, and all the pedestrians were frightened and hid from the rain.
If you shower for a while longer, the pollution level may increase.
Wenbei is not afraid of pollution, but does not like getting wet.
He looked at the man beside him, Qiu Ting narrowed his eyes slightly, and obediently released [Pollution] from his right shoulder blade, like the black wings of a devil, just covering Wen Bei's entire figure.
The two of them then walked into the rain.
Wen Bei: "Do you know what I want to do?"
Qiu Tinge: "You need to go to the black market to find the den where people are being bought and sold and then report it to the base."
Wen Bei: "This will ruin your guild."
"My guild?" Qiu Tin repeated these words in a low voice, and snorted as if he found it funny.
He never thought that those inferior humans had anything to do with him.
Stealing someone else's position as guild leader is just a way to find something to do while you're free.
He had been sealed for too long and wanted to see if there was anything special about the humans in this world. Unfortunately, this world was just as boring as the humans in his original world.
As for this guild, if the young man doesn't like it, then destroy it.
Wen Bei saw his attitude and felt relieved.
The weather in the apocalypse is always changeable. The rain just started suddenly and ended suddenly.
There were few pedestrians on the road.
Huang Qian saw them from a distance and waved and ran over.
Beside her was an ordinary-looking man and the familiar woman.
When the woman saw Wen Bei, she said thank you to him with red eyes.
She could feel that after the explosion, the poison that had been pressing on her heart disappeared.
Wen Bei: "Are you sure you want to go with us?"
He felt that the black market was probably a shadow in women's lives.
The woman nodded. "I can help. I was tortured there for two months. You may know where the trade took place, but I'm the only one who can find the places where the slaves are held."
Seeing that she was so sure, Wen Bei acquiesced.
He looked at the ordinary-looking man next to Huang Qian.
Huang Qian's explanation: "He is also a polluter who can change people's appearance and features."
"Similar to disguise?" Wen Bei was surprised.
Huang Qian brushed her red hair and said, "It's much more powerful than disguise. It can even transform some deformed parts of the polluter."
This ability may seem useless, but it is very useful at critical moments.
Huang Qian: "Our looks are too eye-catching. We should change before entering the black market."
After all, she is the president of a large guild that goes out. Although some parts of her body are deformed, she can still be seen as a great beauty and can be easily recognized. Women have been in the black market for two months, so there is no guarantee that they will not be recognized. Not to mention the other two men, it is too conspicuous for them to enter the black market with such appearance.
Wen Bei looked around and found that this polluter was indeed powerful. He looked very ordinary, but it was this ordinariness that made people feel incredible.
I couldn't find a single memorable spot on my body, as if I would get lost if thrown into a crowd.
He watched as the polluter used his supernatural powers to change the skin of Huang Qian and the woman on the spot. The woman's waist, which was originally deformed and slightly hunched, straightened up all of a sudden, and Huang Qian's eye-catching red turned into a grayish color, and her beautiful facial features became round and blunt, very ordinary.
Wen Bei became curious. He looked at the polluter who was painting his face and asked, "What do you want to turn me into?"
The Polluter glanced at him, a hint of thought on his face. "Your appearance is too innocent. You can tell at a glance that your pollution level is very low. I'll add some distortion to you so people will think you're a polluter who's not to be trifled with."
Wen Bei curved his eyes and said, "Okay."
He was also curious about what kind of distortions he would experience after becoming a polluter.
Even though it was fake, he still found it interesting.
And you can also take revenge on your enemies at the same time.
Wenbei finds this very interesting.
He secretly pulled the polluter aside and told him how he wanted to change Qiu Ting's face.
The polluter's expression grew increasingly strange as he listened, and he finally looked a bit panicked: "Is this really possible?"
Wen Bei patted his shoulder reassuringly: "Don't worry, of course you can."
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