As Lin Feng spoke, he jumped off the stretcher, walked to the side of the road, and stuck his head out to look at the space below.
Nearly a hundred meters underground, torches were lit up one after another. Judging from the shadows flickering under the torches, there were probably several thousand people hiding here.
"You guys go down first, it's safe here." Lin Feng instructed Hansen, who was following behind him, and then glanced at the other people standing by the roadside who hadn't come any closer, giving them all a reassuring look.
At this moment, Victor finally remembered the question he should ask, and walked a few steps to Lin Feng's side to ask, "Who are you?"
“Me?” Lin Feng sighed, a very obvious hexagonal curse mark on his raised left hand: “I am just a person who was cursed by the dark forces because of my ignorance.”
"I heard that there is a way to eliminate the dark forces here, so I came here."
Victor frowned. He wasn't one to easily believe such things; many people would go mad under the influence of dark forces. But seeing the other party risking his life to protect civilians and kill demons, he felt a bit more benevolent.
You can call me whatever you want.
Lin Feng used the transliterated name he found on the spot, and then extended his right hand in front of Victor.
Victor hesitated, his pupils flashing with Lin Feng's sincere expression, before finally reaching out and grasping his hand.
"What are you planning to do next? Go out and rescue the survivors again?" Lin Feng withdrew his hand and asked with a puzzled look.
“Yes.” Victor nodded.
"Is there no way out from here?" Lin Feng recalled the location of the church in his mind: "An underground river? A cave?"
“Relocating too many will attract the attention of the demons. I will move them in batches once it’s safer outside.” Victor’s reply was a little slow, but these things couldn’t be kept secret for long. He could easily find out the answer from other people by asking around.
“Hiding like this isn’t a solution…” Lin Feng nodded. “The people who created the virus might also create an antidote. If we can find the antidote, or even get the formula for it, we won’t have to hide anymore.”
Victor's eyes lit up. He had been so focused on saving people that he hadn't thought much about this. If the antidote Lin Feng had mentioned could really be found...
“However…” Lin Feng sat down on the roadside like a coward, and sighed deeply, “Even if we know the location of the antidote, what can we do with just the two of us? There must be layers of checkpoints there. Let alone getting in, we might not even be able to get out by the time we get the antidote.”
Victor's tall frame seemed a bit shorter, but he still tried his best to cheer up. However, what Lin Feng said next was even more heartbreaking.
Do you know where the antidote is?
I don't know... Victor also sat on the rock next to him. The cold wind from the cave swept past his collar, making him feel especially desolate.
Looking back now, a commander who has to personally go into battle to save people is practically a commander without any real power.
Just as Victor was pondering, Lin Feng continued, "There must be information about the antidote inside the factory where the poison gas leaked. If we can get in, we can find clues."
Victor quickly said, "There's a road under the church that leads to every part of the city."
"Oh?" It was a pleasant surprise. Lin Feng was just about to say something when he saw Victor stand up straight, his deep eyes looking at him and bowing slightly: "Thank you!"
Protecting humanity from the forces of darkness is the Belmont family's mission and his belief; now that he knows how to do it, he feels it is his duty.
"Wait!" Lin Feng hurriedly grabbed Victor: "Are you planning to go alone?"
Victor nodded heavily, without answering.
Lin Feng raised an eyebrow, gave Victor a subtle look, and asked, "So what are you going to do with the antidote now? Do you know how to operate those machines? What if we alert the enemy and they destroy the factory? Where will we go to make enough antidote to save everyone?"
Victor was taken aback; he had never thought of that before.
“We need manpower, not just you and me, but also their help.” Lin Feng pointed to pairs of bewildered eyes in the firelight: “Do you perhaps have a PhD in biology?”
Viktor was tall and muscular, standing at 1.9 meters, with muscles that looked like steel all over his body. He didn't seem like someone who could earn a doctoral degree.
Lin Feng continued, "If we can pinpoint the enemy's location and even know their objective, we can formulate a more accurate plan."
Victor was much more obedient this time; at least he wasn't going to take any further action until Lin Feng finished speaking.
Seeing this, Lin Feng finally breathed a sigh of relief. To build trust, one either had to help them like a divine intervention, or one could only establish a more solid connection through words and actions.
"The poisonous cloud over the city will soon spread to the surrounding areas. Once the virus enters the water source, one or two antidotes will be useless. Even if we manage to escape, it will be too late in the future."
"We can't rush this. We must proceed cautiously until we pinpoint the location of the antidote. I don't want to live under the threat of demons for the next few decades."
At this moment, Victor was no longer agitated. He sat down with an extremely cold expression, pondering all the words Lin Feng had just said.
"Let's go downstairs and take a look. We need to gather as many people as possible, whether they understand biology or factory operation procedures."
...
Following the trail of the slain horned demon, they arrived outside the poison gas factory. Lin Feng and Victor had just crossed the street when they were startled by the sight of the mangled corpses scattered all over the ground.
Very violent, extremely violent, horrific violence.
The bloodstains on the ground looked as if they had been forcibly slapped out, and the relatively intact corpses had been severed by some kind of sharp weapon. Just by looking at the bloodstains that spurted out from these corpses, you could tell that the perpetrator had not hesitated at all.
Even worse, some of the horned demons were pierced by some kind of high-temperature object, which not only destroyed the pustules on their chests, but also tore them apart and threw them against the wall, turning them into meat patties.
There were also some horned demons frozen into ice blocks, their bodies evenly scattered into countless ice blocks, from which the invisible figure kicked a path.
It's clear that these monsters had absolutely no chance to fight back.
The Lord of Shadows, the evil dragon Dracula, has already reached some of his peak form.
"Who exactly are they?" Victor asked in confusion, looking worriedly at the horrific scene that stretched into the factory. He hadn't expected that their target was also a poison gas factory.
In contrast, Lin Feng's expression had become somewhat subtle.
Setting aside the game's plot, if the real Dracula wanted the antidote, he could either sneak in and steal it without killing anyone, or he could storm in openly and wipe out everyone who had seen him, thus completing his "stealth" mission.
"Let's go in and take a look."
Victor rushed in, and a large hole was torn in the factory wall. Three goat-headed demons were impaled on the ground, their heads not only stuck in the ground but also crushed into minced meat.
Through the large hole in the wall, the surrounding walls were splattered with blood.
The two stepped over pieces of flesh scattered on the ground. All they saw along the way were torn iron gates and mangled corpses. Some very large guns had also been twisted off by those invisible hands and stuck into the necks of some headless people.
Lin Feng slowed his pace considerably. He could sense danger, as if something was tugging at his senses, waiting for him to twitch and tell it how delicious it was.
Victor stopped and turned to look at Lin Feng, his eyes filled with a deep, dark gravity: "Can this person really help us?"
"I don't know..." Lin Feng became uncertain, and more importantly, he lost confidence in the Belmont in front of him.
In a world based on Chinese culture, battles between ancestors and descendants are always carefully considered. But here... every generation of gods inherits the fine tradition of patricide.
"Let's go in and take a look; the antidote is very likely inside."
The two paused for a moment without prior arrangement, and only after Lin Feng took a step did Victor finally decide to follow.
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