The alien city kept growing larger before their eyes.
He Wei could no longer deceive herself that the ship was passing by. Now she finally understood why the ship was moving on its own. There must be a prop made of marine alien limbs placed somewhere on the ship!
And the sea beneath them must be the desolate sea that everyone calls the Wall.
She forced herself to calm down and mustered the courage to observe the ships approaching the shore at an unusual speed. Her gaze carefully avoided the containers that emitted a strange, fishy smell. After entering the territory of the alien city, she did not find the overwhelming, twisted, and terrifying advanced species that she had imagined.
There wasn't a single living creature in sight. It should have been a reassuring scene, but He Wei's body still trembled uncontrollably, though her expression held a detached calm.
There must be a lot of pollution in this area for her body to be gripped by this uncontrollable fear.
He Wei's gaze suddenly sharpened; she suddenly saw someone in the dark and quiet city of aliens!
It was a girl with an exceptionally slender figure and pale skin, her long light golden hair tied back, and a pair of exceptionally beautiful sky-blue eyes looking in this direction.
Without a doubt, this is a weak-gene pure human who is destined to never awaken as a Child of Light. In the Federation, most people are children born from genetic experiments provided by one party, and they are called New Humans. On the contrary, children born through the mother's gestation are called Pure Humans.
As pure humans become increasingly rare, the Children of Light can only awaken from among them. The Federal Academy of Sciences has proposed a solution: using a potion made from a familiar with exceptionally strong reproductive abilities, a mother can conceive several embryos at once and culture them in vitro.
This technology has greatly alleviated the population crisis among humans, but it is not without its side effects.
Some of those embryos that should have been eliminated (according to the Academy of Sciences) survive through this method. These children are born with a pale complexion, just like their talents, and are known as weak-gene humans.
The appearance of this genetically weak pure human made He Wei feel increasingly uneasy. Even the classic-style coat, shorts, and socks outfit she was wearing made her have all sorts of wild thoughts.
This outfit is at least thirty years old. Is the human in front of me really alive?
Before she could think any further, the ship beneath her paused slightly and docked in the harbor. Immediately afterwards, countless monsters with sticky skin emerged from the shadows of the houses on the shore, bypassed the girl in the Western-style dress, and boarded the cargo ship.
He Wei's face turned deathly pale. She forced herself not to look at them, and the murmurs that suddenly rang in her head subsided a little. She decisively infused a ball of light into her body, barely managing to maintain her sanity.
Before arriving in Exile Zone 1, her mentor told her to remember a sentence: When faced with unparalleled pollution, the one who survives to the end is not necessarily the most skilled, but definitely the one with the clearest mind.
Even though she was so scared that she was about to faint, He Wei still managed to send light points to herself little by little amidst the surrounding countless low-level creatures.
The holy color gradually dispelled her confusion, but it couldn't stop her from screaming in terror as she was lifted up and dragged down by something sticky and muddy.
Gu Li, who was flipping through the notes in his hand, was suddenly startled by a sharp scream. He looked up abruptly in the direction from which the sound came and immediately put his hand on the hilt of the sword at his waist.
What happened next made her wonder if she had fallen into a hallucination again, otherwise why would she see a familiar face being carried off the ship by her stevedores?
Gu Li stepped forward and looked down into those terrified eyes. He was quite certain that he did not see "one human" among the dozens of boxes of "winged flesh and blood, abyssal flesh and blood" listed on the inventory list.
These low-level, mindless creatures, who weren't even qualified to be optimized by her eyes, used their sticky bodies—which Eric had praised as very useful yesterday—to carry the terrified human towards the warehouse. Their mud-like bodies subtly restrained the man's struggling limbs.
The faint, fishy stench she caught as she got closer made Gu Li instinctively withdraw her hand. Instead, she drew her longsword from her waist and held it against the low-level creature. After a moment's thought, she tried to communicate: "...Put her down."
The lower-level creature continued to crack open above its head, and a bluish-white eye hidden within glanced at her before decisively choosing to continue forward.
Gu Li: ...You've shown your contempt to the fullest extent.
The glimmer of hope that He Wei had just begun to have as she was being transported to the warehouse as cargo was instantly shattered. Her hands and feet, which had come into direct contact with the contaminant, forced her to concentrate and continuously release points of light to resist the contamination.
She mustered even the slightest bit of strength and spoke in a barely audible voice, "You... can't do it. Don't worry about me. First, find a way to contact the outside world and get someone to rescue us."
He Wei felt safer in this situation than the strangely appearing weak-gene humans before her, though she had no choice at the moment.
Gu Li automatically blocked out the murmurs in her ears, lowered her eyes and recalled the feeling of last night. She looked at the back of her calm hand, and no matter how much she recalled the feeling of wanting to drive away these inferior creatures, there was still no change.
Time passed second by second, and the person was gradually led away, but Gu Li still couldn't find the knack for using the power of "contamination".
Strands of light golden hair obscured her eyes and brows. The sea breeze made her open coat rustle. She focused her gaze on the low-level creature, observing it closely. Sticky and twisted, it was covered in something sticky and distorted.
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