Chapter 024 Tracking
[An artificially built tunnel entrance that has not been opened for a long time. It seems that the guy hiding underneath it does not know that there is actually a tunnel here. At this time, through the tunnel entrance, a faint smell of blood and decay can be smelled. ]
"Luckily I found some clues."
Colin breathed a sigh of relief, put away the lenses, and wiped the sweat from his forehead. His brain was very tired after using this thing so many times in a row.
However, its consumption is much smaller than that of "The Fragments of the Book of Numerology", but it will be tiring if used too much.
"Don't be impatient, take a break for ten minutes..."
Colin took a deep breath, found a place to sit down, took out a piece of nut chocolate from his pocket and put it in his mouth.
Click, click…
The sweet taste of nuts and chocolate melts in your mouth .
Brain energy consumed is quickly replenished.
Colin glanced outside the hut. Under the dark and gloomy sky, the place was in ruins and deserted, and there was not a single enemy to be seen.
He originally thought that after he revealed his identity, he would be attacked by a continuous wave of people, but he didn't expect that the guy would send the corpse of the little nun to test and then escape directly.
He ran very decisively, without any hesitation.
"If he retreated because he knew I could counterattack, then if I go underground to look for him now, I might fall into a trap."
Colin realized this, but time was running out, so even if it was a trap, he had to rush down and give it a try.
Besides, the "Fragments of the Book of Numerology" is not invincible. The information it provides usually lacks details. Especially when he knows that the enemy is using this thing and is prepared, it is hard to say who will win or lose.
Shaking his head, Colin put the remaining chocolate packaging into his pocket, stood up and dusted off his butt, then took out a protective suit and a gas mask from the "storage room" and put them on, then took out a bottle of shower gel, pressed it, squeezed out some milky liquid, and smeared it on his protective suit.
With these liquids as protection, he doesn't have to worry about accidentally hurting himself when using the blended oil.
Then, he followed the tunnel entrance and carefully crawled down along the cracks in the wall.
After climbing down about two or three floors, Colin reached the bottom.
The landing point was an underground fissure that was not big, but not spacious either. Mosses with green fluorescence grew on the surrounding stone walls.
This kind of luminous plant also exists in the ruined town outside.
Colin had never heard of or seen this kind of plant on Earth, but thanks to this thing, he was not completely in the dark.
"A natural cave... I don't know if there is black gunpowder or saltpeter maker in this world."
Looking at this deep cave, Colin couldn't help but recall some cave exploration videos he had seen on the Internet...
In the video, nine out of ten caves of this type have traces left by people who made saltpeter using traditional methods in the last century.
The purpose of boiling saltpeter was because that era was quite chaotic, with a lot of homemade firearms and some villages even had homemade cannons.
Saltpeter is the important component that drives these things.
Shaking his head slightly to get rid of the confusion in his heart, Colin first pulled open the mask and sniffed, vaguely sensing a faint smell.
Then, he took out the "analysis lens" and began to collect some information.
[A bloody smell filled with pain is faintly coming from this direction...]
"I thought it was outrageous that I could smell something, but you're even more outrageous. You can even tell whether it's painful or not just by smelling it?"
Colin grunted, and without much hesitation, he kept quiet and walked in that direction. Not long after, he came to a fork in the road.
He simply identified the direction and chose the one on the right.
A few minutes later, Colin left the natural cave and saw artificial traces underground.
This looked like a corridor, paved with gray stone bricks and with some stones emitting a light green glow inlaid on the top of the wall.
"If I wasn't in a hurry, I would have to get two down..."
Colin withdrew his gaze from the glowing stone and continued on his way.
After turning left and right for more than ten minutes, he discovered the strangeness of this underground man-made building - it was too huge.
Not only that, it is also very complicated. Every few steps, you will encounter several forks in the road, empty rooms, and secret doors that cannot be found without an "analytical lens". It is like an intricate underground maze.
These secret doors are sometimes above your head, sometimes under your feet or in a corner...
Each one seems to extend infinitely, and no one knows where it leads to.
"Who on earth built such a large underground maze? The key is that the ventilation here seems to be quite good. I don't know how they did it..."
As Colin walked, he was impressed by the vastness and magic of this underground world.
After walking for another ten minutes or so, Colin passed through a tunnel and suddenly stopped. He smelled a faint stench mixed with blood.
“It’s almost time…”
Colin slowed down his pace, poked his head out of the corridor, and found that there was an extremely spacious hall outside, which was probably several thousand square meters in area.
Unlike the previous ones, there were a few candles lit in the hall in front of me. In the soft light, a huge oval table was placed in the middle of the hall, and exquisite tableware was placed on the long table...
In stark contrast to this gentle environment are the groups of bloated, pale corpses hanging from the ceiling.
And there were death-like screams coming from behind a big door in the hall.
It was those people from before... Colin narrowed his eyes slightly, and did not act in a hurry. Instead, he raised his eyes again and looked at the corpses on the ceiling. Many of them looked familiar.
It turned out to be those villagers from before. A quick scan showed that there were more than 200 bodies...
He picked up the "analytical lens" and took a look at it.
[A group of puppets that have not been activated. They are just like decorations at this moment and actually have no function. ]
"It seems like he didn't notice me..."
Nodding slightly, Colin quietly walked into the hall and carefully touched the door.
Then, he leaned sideways and carefully looked out...
The pupils dilate slightly, allowing more light to be taken into the field of vision.
He saw that behind the corridor of about five meters was a spacious and huge kitchen.
Inside the kitchen, a three-meter-tall behemoth was processing something with its back to him. Its back was covered with bumps the size of a human face...
To be precise, those bumps are human faces.
On top of the back is an extremely large head, which is composed of exposed muscles, blood vessels, and brain tissue.
The head is covered with eyes that keep moving, and there are many arms and limbs hanging down from it...
At first glance, it looks like a giant fat guy is wearing a jellyfish headdress full of eyeballs on his head.
And underneath it are densely packed legs like a millipede...
When Colin looked at the monster, he saw him tear off the right hand of a "brave man" who was nailed to the table, and then insert it under his head.
Then... this arm can actually be used!
"Hiss... What kind of human body stitching monster is this?"
Colin's eyelids jumped. He remembered that the last person who could plug and play was the dance master Uchiha Madara.
In other places in the kitchen-like room, there are all kinds of fresh ingredients scattered around, including fresh eyeballs, lung sashimi, blood tofu, raw brain flower, red oil-mixed seaweed, candied spareribs and bursting pig intestines...
At the same time, the person who seemed to have fainted due to the pain just now woke up again because his arm was cut off, and screamed in pain.
