The male voice on the regional radio sounded a few times and then quickly faded away.
Noel tightened his fingers and touched the back of his neck, which was flashing a green light indicating safety. At present, these newly returned players, who had just come into contact with the Black Mist, were the safest group of people. As long as they could survive this day, they would be fine.
But he could already smell the stench of decay in the air. The black mist surrounded him, silently corroding his body.
"Based on the current situation... compared to ordinary people, my willpower should be able to last longer in the black fog, and it shouldn't be a problem to survive a day." Noel muttered to himself: "But the vast majority of people in this world are ordinary people, which is troublesome..."
Suddenly, Lu's voice came from the headset again:
"Noel, have you received any new mission reminders?"
Noel glanced at the taskbar: "No."
"Yes, I feel the same way, but the problem is..." Lu said, "Where is the new task that Su Mingan promised to assign to us? Didn't he say that after midnight, he would contact us with the help of the task? Why hasn't he issued the new task yet?"
Noel was startled and glanced at the task bar again, and found that there was indeed no new task assigned by "Su Mingan".
Noel immediately opened the door and jumped out, ignoring the speeding truck. He rolled a few times on the sand, summoned the black crow Inke, and flew straight into the air.
"Noel, where are you going?" Lu heard the noise.
"Please take care of my transport team." Noel said, "I want to go back to the city to find Su Mingan."
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"To assist ground transportation operations, the city-state has activated low-energy mode."
"This time, Project Dawn will win the war of civilization at all costs. Speaker Colby has gone to Central City to present his opinions and decide how we will deal with this unprecedented situation in the future."
"We have suspended all information systems to prevent intrusion. Fierce conflicts are currently breaking out across the city. In the next few hours, the city-state will hold an emergency security meeting."
"The city-state calls on all residents to actively cooperate and report to the Hawk Dog Guards any invaders around them. Please be aware that the black fog in the air is pervasive. Please try to stay rational and don't be deprived of consciousness. We will do our best to protect the personal safety of the residents."
"Currently, the Dawn Project Special Committee is negotiating with all cities on an equal footing. Seventy-eight foreign city-states, including Satofa, Ramut, and Ancules, have formed alliances. In times of crisis, the transport team can seek temporary assistance from them through the foreign city channel."
"At present, the City Lord Asa Akto has not been found. If any residents find him, please report to the Hawk Dog Guards immediately..."
The sound of warnings could be heard again and again, accompanied by blood flowing throughout the city.
Trucks rushed in, planes took off, and people hurriedly walked through the black fog, with green lights flashing on the back of their necks.
"Communication frequency band 498.928.899."
"This is the Santa Cruz District, the shielding operator has been set up."
"(598, 298) The gap is expanding, and the concentration of black fog is as high as 92%!"
"Angie! Is the protective device activated?!"
"All transport vehicles B19 to B76 have lost contact! Radar is interrupted!"
"Don't worry about me, go! Go!"
“Captain, Captain——!!”
Under the thick black fog and among the scorched earth, the wreckage is no longer recognizable as a human.
Yueyue had never seen such an end of the world.
She saw the crowd walking across the sand like tiny ants, stumbling in confusion in the black fog, stretching out their corroded hands, groping for everything touchable around them.
The old man holding the hand walked slowly with his eyes narrowed. Soon, a red light flashed on the back of his neck, his eyes turned into two red holes, and he fell down.
The mother held her child tightly, using her body to resist the black fog. Her hair became scorched like burnt weeds, and her skin was stained with rough yellow-white sand.
Then her body collapsed like a landslide and fell forward, leaving only the child in her arms still crying.
People held each other's hands and walked slowly in the eternal night. Outside the city-state, wanderers, travelers, and residents of small towns were not protected, and they were the majority of the human race.
They have no way to vent their pain and no way to find the root of their despair. The enemy that caused all this is another civilization, and the struggle between civilizations is never about right or wrong.
There was nothing to see, only the cries of vultures and the faint voices and cries of people in the black fog. Yueyue walked along the way, with corpses and dry bones all around her feet.
On the way to the mission site, Yueyue was stopped by a young soldier.
He pulled at the corner of her clothes, looked at the medal on her shoulder, and called her sir.
Yueyue looked at the red light on the back of the soldier's neck. Even after so many years, she still kept her original kindness and wanted to save him.
She patted the soldier's shoulder and asked him to try to stay calm and talk to her, so that maybe he would not be invaded.
The young soldier slowly told her his story. He said that in the autumn of his hometown, the sky was full of golden ginkgo leaves, which fluttered in the wind and were more beautiful than any other scene. When he came back from school, he often passed by candy sellers knocking on clappers in the alley, and there were many girls sketching with drawing boards by the river.
His hometown is just a small town. Compared with the Measurement City, the lives of the residents in these small towns are very difficult, but they are more humane and countless times warmer.
He also said that he had a grandfather who lived during the Dawn War. That grandfather was also a young soldier when he died. He liked sheet music. When he was a child, he would hold his mother and knock on the icicles under the eaves in winter. The sound was like the most crisp musical instrument. Even when the grandfather went to the battlefield, he kept the sheet music in his backpack.
Later, my grandfather died in the frozen glacier, like countless young soldiers.
"What are we fighting for?" the young soldier asked intermittently.
"In this life, apart from those cold data, strictly defined personalities, classes that cannot be crossed, and a life that prevents emotional overload... apart from these, what are we living for?"
"The order of the city-state, the gears of society, the mediocre workers like ants... We have worked diligently all our lives for a 'perfect' city-state, but in the end... who have I become?"
"Sir, can you...tell me?"
"You..." Yueyue said in a low voice, but found that the soldier in front of her closed his eyes.
She stood alone in the black fog, holding the dead soldier.
Whose fault is this?
There is nothing wrong with Akto who formulated all this, there is nothing wrong with the Dawn system that wants to preserve resources, there is nothing wrong with ordinary people who are eager to survive, and even the civilized invader [Hevi] is trying to survive, so there is nothing wrong.
Before we knew it, even though the vast majority of people had made the best decisions, things inevitably slipped down this path, leaving no survivors.
Che's voice came from the headset: "Have you arrived?"
"No." Yueyue said.
"There is new news." Che said: "The city lord is missing."
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