Chapter 259: Inhuman (67) (1st + 2nd) [VIP]
It turned out that Shi Pang's team was not the only one that encountered this fog.
"What is nameless fog?" Guan Hongyan and Dita were bewildered. Yuan Shanming beside them didn't seem to understand why his three teammates were suddenly so excited.
"What is this?" In the illusion, the two men looked at each other. The tall and thin man frowned and whispered, "Following you? Following you into the City of Violence?"
"I don't know," Dai Quan shook his head slightly. The mischievous smile on his face a few minutes ago had disappeared, and he became a little solemn. "This thing... is not always with us. It appears and disappears from time to time. So far, it has appeared three or four times, but we haven't found a pattern yet."
"Sometimes it appears, sometimes it disappears..." Old Guan, whose arms were covered with green dragons, frowned, "Go on."
"I don't know the rating of this strange story, nor do I know what it is. There is no icon displayed in the live broadcast room, and it seems to have no trigger position," Dai Quan continued, "This was triggered by a new member of my team walking on a street in an uninhabited area. According to them, after this strange story is triggered, you will enter a fog. There is a discrepancy between the environment in the fog and the real environment. After walking out of the fog, you will find that your geographical location is separated from the location where you entered the fog by a real physical distance."
"We've encountered this thing before!" The yellow-haired man spoke hurriedly beside him.
"You guys also triggered this weird story?" Yuan Shanming's solemn expression cracked, and he turned around nervously, "When did it happen? Why didn't you tell me? Are you okay?"
"No, no, we can't say we encountered it!" Huang Mao hurriedly explained, "This thing was encountered by Team Stone. We only entered this fog when we were exploring the ghost story [Revenge] with Team Stone's members."
"Shi Pang's team?" Yuan Shanming frowned.
"Team Shi's team also didn't know when they set out to find this monster. They called this fog the Nameless Mist. According to Team Shi himself, he said that this thing might be a semi-finished form of a strange story that has not yet been fully formed. Because it has no fixed concept or body, it exists in the form of mist. After they accidentally touched it, it mistakenly set them as anchor points and followed them." Bai Jinshu repeated what the members of Shi Pang's team had told them.
"Impossible," Yuan Shanming quickly denied, "This thing definitely can't be a half-completed form."
"Why?" Dita blinked in surprise, "Brother Yuan, do you know this strange story?"
"I don't know." Yuan Shanming's face looked strange.
“I don’t know what the Nameless Mist is,” he said, “but I know Dai Quan.”
"Dai Quan is the old leader of the Violent City," he said with a strange expression, "I came to the Violent City once in my early years, and it was Dai Quan who led us all that time."
“But… I’ve never heard of the leader Dai Quan.” Dita scratched her head.
"It's normal that you don't know," Yuan Shanming glanced at her, "Dai Quan is not only the leader in the City of Violence, and he has been active in this area for at least a dozen years."
As Dai Quan described how he led his team to encounter the fog, Yuan Shanming's voice slowly sounded, "Dai Quan and I are not familiar with each other. We haven't been in touch since we left the City of Violence. In a place like the Novice Village, it is normal for the leaders of two places not to meet or contact each other for five or six years. Later, I only vaguely heard that Dai Quan seemed to have disappeared at some point. It might be that his contract expired and he left the Novice Village. I don't know any more details."
But if Dai Quan was the team leader more than ten years ago, then the timeline of this illusion would suddenly become clear.
"Was this place...more than ten years ago?" Guan Hongyan looked around.
It is really hard to tell the age of the buildings in Purple Street. Various homeless people live here all year round. The houses only serve as a shelter from the wind and rain for them. Everything here is extremely out of touch with the outside world. These houses were like this more than ten years ago, and they are still like this more than ten years later. It is very difficult to judge the situation here by the environment.
"Dai Quan was the team leader more than ten years ago. If this fog was an incomplete form more than ten years ago, then after such a long time, even if it is incomplete, it should be complete," Yuan Shanming said in a complicated tone. "Could it be that what you encountered is actually not the same thing as what Dai Quan encountered?"
"It's one," Xiao Tang, who had been listening to Dai Quan's narration, said decisively, "He's talking about the fog we encountered. I don't know why it was triggered inexplicably, and it doesn't occupy any trigger grid. After it appears, it blurs the boundaries of the surrounding environment, and most importantly..."
She paused, and Dai Quan's voice rang out: "In that fog, my newcomers said that they met teammates who didn't seem to be teammates."
Xiao Tang: "They also met other teammates in the fog."
Dai Quan certainly had his own reasons and considerations for coming to the capital of violence.
"This fog is a bit weird. It ignores the restrictions of many ghost stories and can even appear in the scope of other ghost stories." He scratched his head, a little embarrassed on his face, "Originally, this team was going to be led to an uninhabited area, but I don't know why they were provoked by this thing, so we had to bring them to B City. B City has special attacks against undead ghosts, especially you have... that thing, maybe it can stop this thing outside the city.
This is why Dai Quan and his team suddenly visited.
What is “that thing”?
Dita's face showed an unprecedented confusion and suspicion: "Could there really be something that can stop ghosts and undead from getting close to me?"
The triggerers had different looks. Inside the courtyard, the two men looked at each other. The tall and thin man rummaged through his pockets, took out a cigarette from the cigarette box, and turned it in his hand: "So you came here this time, hoping that we can help you keep the fog out of the violent city?"
"Yes," Dai Quan nodded. "I've thought about it, this weapon doesn't occupy a trigger slot, and the program hasn't been completed. It's impossible to get rid of it using normal methods. This is the only way."
"What if this thing isn't a ghost or a spirit?" Old Guan, whose arms are covered with green dragons, said, "You don't even know what it is."
"There's nothing I can do," Dai Quan said with a hint of helplessness on his face. "Now we have to try our best. This fog has greatly affected our normal exploration. My newcomers have failed three times because of this. If we don't solve this problem, I won't be able to pay back the points I earned from leading the team this time."
"Just for tonight. If it doesn't work, I'll leave the City of Violence," Dai Quan shrugged. "After all, if this place can't block the fog, then this thing is probably not normal."
"Okay, we got it," the tall and thin man thought for a moment, then turned his head to light a cigarette and put it in his mouth, "We'll make two rooms for your newcomers. I'll tell our people to stay in their rooms no matter what happens tonight. Lao Guan and I won't come out either."
"That's all, thank you!" Dai Quan thanked him sincerely, "Lao Guan, you two still have to help at this critical moment!"
"Come on," said Lao Guan, whose arms were covered with green dragons, with the corners of his mouth curled speechlessly, "We both owe you."
Dai Quan took a look at the sky and hurriedly directed his ten new men to tidy up the room and make the bed on the floor, while the two men in the yard walked towards the gangsters.
"I'll go see Dai Quan." Yuan Shanming frowned and hurriedly said this before walking towards Dai Quan.
The remaining few people looked at each other and followed the two men.
These two people seem to be the actual leaders of this gang. The eldest brother with green dragon tattoos on his arms is surnamed Guan and is called Lao Guan. The identity of the tall and thin man next to him is unclear, but it seems that the group of thugs are led by these two.
If there really is something that can block ghosts, it can only be kept by these two people.
"Could it be related to those shadows? Lights?" Xiao Tang guessed as he walked. "Sister Tazi, you said that the city guards need an absolutely dark environment when they work at night. Just now when we went out, the gangsters who were checking the front street also held up flashlights to ensure that no light could be seen from any house. Could it be that the things in these people's hands are related to the shadows?"
“I don’t know…” Dita shook her head. “My mind is… confused right now. There seem to be many things in the City of Violence that I don’t know about.”
Whether it was the "shadow" at the beginning who actually controlled the entire City of Violence, or the "something" that might have existed in Purple Street that could prevent the undead ghosts from approaching, and the old team leader Dai Quan whom she did not know, and the fog that Yuan Shanming's team was said to have encountered.
"I chose the City of Violence because I'm not smart enough! I can't remember all the messy things in other areas!" Dita said frustratedly, holding her head, "I thought that all I had to do in the City of Violence was to know how to fight!"
Who would have thought that an S-level ghost story would lead to so many questions.
"It's normal," Guan Hongyan patted Dita's shoulder, "It's normal to have some inexplicable results during the exploration."
In her career, she has seen many spaces where the Foundation's space exploration ended up with something brilliant. She has also been to spaces like the City of Violence, which has a calm appearance but hides turbulent waves.
But now Dita held her head and didn't want to face the reality, and Guan Hongyan was comforting her beside her, as if the roles of the leader and the newcomer were reversed.
After the two men told the gang members not to go out no matter what happened tonight, they also walked towards a room.
Yuan Shanming, who followed Dai Quan, came back with no emotion on his face. He only said that he could not determine the detailed timeline of this illusion through Dai Quan.
"Can't we judge by age?" Huang Mao was a little puzzled. "Brother Yuan, how old was Dai Quan when you first met him? Is he about the same age as he is now?"
"In the Novice Village, it's hard to tell the age of the leaders by their appearance," Dita said weakly. "In addition to prolonging life, points can also be used to exchange for more things. In order to maintain physical fitness in the Novice Village, most leaders will exchange for longevity genes."
"To put it simply, it is to extend the young and middle-aged period," Yuan Shanming explained. "Investment banks rarely select middle-aged people when selecting newcomers. As they age, their physical fitness declines, and it is difficult for middle-aged people to survive here. Therefore, the first expense for most people after leaving the Novice Village and earning points is the longevity gene. I suggest that you also exchange this for the first expense when the time comes. It will reduce a lot of unnecessary effects caused by aging."
This thing sounds similar to the stuff in the Foundation's mall. Dai Quan has had his immortality gene replaced, so the exact time of this illusion cannot be determined by his appearance. We can only calculate based on Yuan Shanming's rough estimate. The time here may be between fourteen and twenty-seven years since they entered the illusion.
This range is a bit too wide.
As everyone discussed, the courtyard gradually became quiet.
"Kid, sleep in my room tonight," the thugs hurried out of the room carrying the child and sent him to the room of the two men.
"Why? Is it because these new brothers and sisters cannot be trusted?" The child was unexpectedly precocious.
"That's not the case," the thug holding him was stunned for a moment, "Dai Quan who came this time is a friend I knew before. Haven't you met him? Why do you think he is untrustworthy?"
"Because I haven't seen those new brothers and sisters before." The child thought for a while and answered.
"Those are the newcomers brought by Dai Quan. They are not from Purple Street or the City of Violence. They..." The gangster thought for a moment, "Anyway, just understand that those brothers and sisters are similar to us. They all have to listen to Dai Quan. The reason I let you sleep with me today is because they are hiding... something. It's safer for you to stay with me tonight."
As the two were talking, the tall and thin man opened the door with a cigarette in his mouth, and the room was immediately filled with a choking smell of cigarettes.
He glanced behind the gangsters and asked, "Which rooms did you vacate?"
"There are only two. The rooms of the sixth and third brothers. There is more space in their rooms, so it's good to sleep on the floor," the gangster replied. "I've told them all not to go out no matter what happens tonight. Brother, why are you here with me? Your room..."
"I'll give my room to Dai Quan. No one sleeps there anyway," the tall and thin man pointed at a nearby room with his chin, "Alright, leave the child to me. Go back and close the door. Come out tomorrow morning when it's light."
"Got it, brother." The thugs returned to their rooms and closed the doors tightly.
Every door and window here seemed to have been strictly blacked out. Once the door was closed and the curtains were drawn, no light could get through. There was no moon in the night of the city of violence. After all the doors and windows were closed, there was a lack of other light sources, and the courtyard was suddenly pitch black and frighteningly dark.
However, although the doors and windows block out light, they are not soundproof.
Dai Quan's new people lived in the room vacated by the two thugs, and were communicating nervously in whispers.
"Are we still sleeping tonight?" The voice belonged to a man, and it sounded like he had a southern accent.
"Didn't Brother Dai say that neither the undead nor ghosts can get in here? Can you hold on tomorrow if you don't sleep?" The voice was a rough-sounding male voice.
"Who knows if that fog is actually ghosts or undead..." This is a worried female voice, "Brother Dai also said that the No Man's Land has not been fully developed, and no one knows what is inside. Maybe what we encountered is neither a ghost nor a undead..."
"That's enough!" A voice suddenly interrupted her. It came from the next room. "Can't you let me sleep? Go to sleep quickly! As long as nothing happens tonight, everything will be fine in the future! If something happens tonight, there's nothing we can do!"
After this voice came out, everyone was silent for a few seconds, and the man with a southern accent whispered again: "Sister Zhuo, if the fog appears again tonight, which direction should we go?"
As soon as he said this, the atmosphere, which had been a little tense, suddenly became tense. The ten people in the two rooms tacitly kept silent. For a moment, the only sound could be heard was their increasingly tense breathing.
"Go right, no matter what happens," Sister Zhuo said after a few seconds. "I saw this when I followed Brother Dai in just now. If the fog appears again tonight, everyone should start from the two doors facing us and go forward to the street on the right. No matter what happens next, every time you come across a fork in the road, go to the right of the fork. If it is a dead end, go back to the direction of the previous fork in the road and turn left, then continue to go right."
"good."
"knew."
The newlyweds' responses could be heard one after another in the room.
"Right-hand rule," Bai Jinshu whispered, "When walking through a maze, if you encounter a fork in the road, always go right. At the very worst, you can go around the entire maze and visit all the forks in the road, and you will be able to get out."
"Is there a maze in their fog?" The yellow-haired man raised his head. "It seems that we didn't have one at the beginning..."
They seemed to be on a main road at first, Ersi drove forward, and after hitting someone or something, they suddenly went out.
"This fog... is most likely an unknown strange story that is widely spread but not easily triggered," Yuan Shanming whispered, "It is normal for strange stories to change a little over the past decade, and this change is most likely not due to a change in time, but because the situation of the team that triggered it is different. If this group of people can enter the fog tonight, we will know what is going on."
It was completely dark.
Unlike the night in the hotel, the night in Purple Street is eerily quiet.
It was a pitch-black night, and there was no sound at all. It seemed that the city guards had really forgotten this corner of the city, or they had deliberately ignored Purple Street, the cancer of B City. Purple Street was quiet inside, and there was not even the sound of the wind.
The triggerers in the courtyard leaned around the stone benches, climbed on the table and gradually fell asleep.
At some point they heard a noise.
"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!"
It looked like a person was kicking a wall and yelling angrily.
"It's me again! I'm alone again!"
Everyone suddenly stood up from the table and looked in the direction where the sound came from.
It was obvious that something was wrong at first glance.
"Fog." Bai Jinshu frowned.
I don't know when, the fog has filled this not-so-big courtyard.
The night was clearly as dark as ink, but the mist seemed to glow by itself, floating in the air with a hint of white.
The fog was just like what they had seen that day. Visibility was extremely low. When the people lying beside the stone table stood up, each other's faces were a little blurry.
The direction from which the voice came seemed to be a little to the side of the courtyard. Everyone tentatively walked over hand in hand in the fog and found that the person who spoke was a newcomer in Dai Quan's team.
It seems to be the man with the southern accent.
He was kicking the wall next to him hysterically, cursing in despair as he kicked: "Damn it! I'm alone again! I'm alone!"
Only then did everyone notice that there was no one around him.
In this strangely appearing fog, a man with a southern accent seemed to appear inexplicably alone at the edge of the courtyard.
He kicked the wall for a long time in despair, and finally sat down as if he had released all the strength. He looked around and said, "Damn it... Damn it... I'm fed up with this fog! Damn it!
"When will this end? What on earth are you doing?" He yelled at the top of his lungs. "If you have the guts, just kill me! What the hell is the purpose of pulling us all apart and into this fog every night after we fall asleep?!"
Yuan Shanming looked at Bai Jinshu, who shook his head slightly: "When we first met the fog, we were not separated, but we were indeed separated after we fell asleep."
Everyone was on the bus at that time. When they woke up, the bus had already stopped on the side of the road, and everyone except them had fallen into a deep sleep.
"I pushed a door and looked. The hooligans inside were all asleep." As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Tang groped his way over to him, "Except for the newlyweds' rooms, which are all empty, the people in other rooms are probably still there. But they must be like the passengers in the car that day, sleeping soundly and impossible to wake up."
"It seems that this person..." Dita's eyes stayed on, "The one he mentioned should be someone in his team. Now he is the only one."
"Did all his teammates abandon him and leave?" The fitness guy felt a little reluctant.
"No," Bai Jinshu shook his head slightly, "This mist... has a chance of separating people who enter it."
Otherwise, the people in Shi Pang's team would not have said that the person who left the fog with them, but after leaving, they flatly denied that he walked out with them.
What you see in the fog may not be true. So far, he doesn't know what he almost hit in the fog.
Being alone in the fog is scary, but wouldn’t it be even scarier if the people following you weren’t your teammates?
But now, the man doesn't think so.
He stood up from the ground unwillingly, stumbled and pushed open a door next to him: "Is anyone there?"
No one answered him.
"Is there anyone here?" He pushed open another door.
Still no one responded.
"Is anyone awake?"
"Sister Zhuo!"
"Brother Tu!"
"Someone come!"
"Someone come out! Don't leave me alone in this fog! Someone come out! Is there anyone here?" The man's tone was already tearful.
At this moment, everyone heard the sound of a door opening from behind.
The man seemed to have found a life-saving straw, and stumbled towards that direction: "Sister Zhuo! Is it your Sister Zhuo! Let's get out of this fog together! Zhuo..."
His voice suddenly stopped as if he had seen something unbelievable.
The triggerers looked at each other and hurried in that direction.
Just then, they heard the man's strange voice mixed with crying: "Why is it a child?"
Child?
As the distance got closer, everyone saw that the man was kneeling in front of Brother Guan's door, and the person who opened the door was actually the child.
"I heard my brother and sister calling me." His eyes seemed to be able to see them through the fog, and they suddenly fixed on the triggerers behind the man. "There seemed to be a sound in the yard. My brother said not to make any noise tonight. Brothers and sisters, please stop talking."
“Where did the brothers and sisters come from?” The man jumped up from the ground as if he had been electrocuted. “Where did the brothers and sisters come from in this fog? Don’t scare me, kid!”
"How come you are awake, little boy? Are the adults in your room awake?" He looked inside the door with the last glimmer of hope.
"My brother and eldest brother are sleeping, don't go in," the child said seriously, "My brothers and sisters are in the fog in the yard, I woke up because I heard their voices, so I came out to see."
"Where is that person? Where is that person?" the man shouted very loudly, as if this could give himself courage.
"Yes, your brothers and sisters are right behind you." the child replied.
The man froze in place, and a chill suddenly rose from his back: "Little... Little boy, don't joke..."
He turned backwards step by step with great stiffness.
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