It's no wonder he was scared; any normal person would be frightened by such a bizarre scene.
Not far from the pile of corpses, someone had built a platform.
A dark red magic circle was drawn on the platform using an unknown paint.
The magic circle contained many human remains, thighs, arms, torsos, and heads, all neatly categorized and arranged in a regular pattern facing various directions.
In the center of the magic circle is a high platform, which seems to contain something enshrined.
Everyone stared blankly at this bizarre scene. One of the braver people in the convoy suppressed his nausea and carefully ran forward to take a look.
A chill ran through him, and his stomach churned with acid before he vomited.
He covered his mouth in terror and ran off the magic circle, mumbling something incoherently as he ran.
Someone listened intently and realized it seemed to refer to the heart.
His running away terrified the others, who followed him and ran towards the convoy.
Everyone wished they had two more legs, and they ran forward as fast as they could, creating quite a lively scene.
In their panic, they didn't notice that some people dressed in black robes and wearing hoods had emerged from the pile of corpses in the mass grave and surrounded them.
"The Eye of Truth needs your dedication!" the leading man said to them with a smile.
After he finished speaking, the crowd behind him grabbed their weapons and ran towards the panicked crowd in front of them.
The accompanying guards were trying to stop the panicked crowd, and when they saw the group of mysterious people appear, they tried to form a defensive formation.
Little did they expect that this group of people were only thinking about escaping. This escape had serious consequences, as the guards' attempts to form a defensive line were repeatedly thwarted by the crowd.
Left with no other choice, they had to fight on their own against the group of mysterious and menacing figures.
“Running now is pointless. Those people don’t seem to be planning to leave any survivors. Think about the situation on the altar. Running away won’t help.” The foreman was somewhat courageous, though he was trembling, and he tried his best to speak in an attempt to awaken the frightened crowd.
Unfortunately, most of the people were so terrified that they fell to the mysterious man's blade without even struggling.
Some even recklessly ran directly towards the mysterious person.
The encirclement tightened, and more and more corpses lay at the mysterious man's feet.
The guards were quickly defeated one by one, leaving only a few guards and supervisors inside the encirclement.
Seeing the mysterious man closing in, the foreman tore a piece of cloth from his clothes and wrapped it tightly around the wrist holding the knife.
"It looks like things are going to be very bad this time. Sister, you must stay alive." A hint of tenderness flashed in the foreman's eyes, before he glared fiercely at the approaching mysterious man.
As dusk fell, within the city of Wushuang.
After their lovemaking, the woman, who had been waiting for her brother to return for a long time, was nestled in the arms of a middle-aged, overweight man, acting coquettishly.
"Please go and ask them for me. If you ask, they'll definitely give you face," the woman pleaded softly, pushing the middle-aged man's arm.
Although her brother lives in a residential area, he always greets her when he comes back. He didn't come over to greet her at this time tonight, which makes her a little worried.
So she wanted her husband, the treasurer of the World Society, to go to the Public Security Bureau to inquire, just in case something serious had happened.
It's no wonder the woman was so cautious; the sudden apocalypse had taken her parents' lives, leaving only the brother and sister to depend on each other for survival in this chaotic world.
She was afraid that being infected would be a burden, but her brother never thought of abandoning her.
In the past, when he lived with other forces, his brother blocked the hands of a group of nasty men who reached for his body countless times with his knife.
After killing several thugs who came to bully him, the group finally calmed down.
The older brother groveled and fawned over those in power, just to get a meager meal in return.
He always kept most of the food for himself, while he secretly went hungry.
She had no regrets when the man who could be her father wanted her body. Her brother had been through too much, and this was the only thing she could do.
Moreover, after spending more time with him, she discovered that this man was also quite good, and her own good deeds had contributed to her brother's future.
Everything was going in a positive direction, something must have happened, her right eyelid kept twitching.
The man pinched his wife's cheek helplessly, put on his clothes, and got up.
He went outside and used a walkie-talkie to communicate with his subordinate, telling him to go to the police station to inquire before ending the call.
Teasing my sweet wife adds a little spice to the relationship; I love the way she begs me.
Thinking of this, the man felt a surge of excitement and turned to go inside.
It shouldn't be a big problem. The transport team is only this busy during zombie hordes; otherwise, they're quite relaxed, so it's normal for them to be a little late.
In contrast to his leisurely attitude, the supervisor of the transport team is now overwhelmed by the complaints from the families of other transport team members.
The transport team hasn't stopped working yet, so he's still in the office.
The employees' families have been waiting for their husbands to come home, but they haven't seen them return. When they asked each other, they found that almost all the employees had not returned.
This question terrified them. The men in their families hadn't returned yet, and all the expenses were on their shoulders. Without them, there were no supplies for living. How could they not make a scene?
What is there to be afraid of if you can't survive?
They then discussed it and decided to split into two groups.
One group went to the police station, and the other group went to find the transportation supervisor.
The transportation supervisor was well aware of this, especially since the foreman was the god of wealth's brother-in-law, so he could only try to appease him and avoid escalating the conflict.
I glanced at my watch; they should have been back by now, after all, it was a whole transport team, with about twenty people including the accompanying guards.
Realizing the problem was getting serious, could it be a monster attack?
The transportation supervisor gestured to his subordinate, who was quick-witted and understood the supervisor's intention. He then scurried off to the police station in charge of security.
It was already late, and the senior officials of the Public Security Bureau had all gone to bed.
At the entrance of the police station, a group of family members of the transport team were also gathered, shouting.
The highest-ranking person in charge is just a battalion commander. Although he is anxious, he has no authority to mobilize the entire battalion, so he can only offer words of reassurance.
The deputy captain came out and whispered in his ear that the director had already turned off his walkie-talkie.
Li Ya cursed and stood frozen at the gate with the others.
When the finance officer's subordinate saw this, he learned about the situation from the team leader and then reported the problem.
Upon hearing this, the finance officer realized the seriousness of the problem.
He comforted his young wife, put on his clothes, and went outside.
They quickly left and headed towards the home of the police chief, who lived in the same village and was only a few minutes' walk away.
The director was sound asleep when he was woken up by a knock on the door. He was about to get angry, but when he saw that it was the God of Wealth standing at the door, he quickly put on a smiling face and hurriedly welcomed him in.
After sending his wife, who had also been woken up, to make tea, the two of them took their seats, one as the host and the other as the guest.
"Oh my, what wind blew the God of Wealth into my house? Is it really okay to neglect your own little darling wife?" Director Wu Lei joked with a smile.
“Brother Wu, don’t be silly. I have something I need your help with,” said He Weiming, the finance officer, putting down his teacup and speaking seriously.
Upon seeing the finance officer's expression, the director immediately adopted a serious demeanor: "Brother He, please don't hesitate to ask. I will definitely help if I can."
It's rare for the God of Wealth to ask for favors; if you don't curry favor now, when will you?
The finance officer then told the director everything.
Upon hearing this, the director realized the seriousness of the situation and immediately turned on the walkie-talkie: "Li Ya, lead a team to check the mass grave area, and be quick!"
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