Chapter 522 Some Elites in the Human World
For the next action, Colin followed the same method and continued to wait for a suitable target outside the restricted area.
Compared to the Fog City, this time it took him less than three hours to collect the materials needed for the blockade.
The red-turbaned eighth-level personnel led the team, following behind and observing the whole way, becoming increasingly silent...
Along the way, the other party killed various abnormalities. Even the more powerful ones were easily eliminated by just taking out a few bullets from the pistol or rushing forward with a punch...
Seeing this, he and his team couldn't help but have a feeling: Could it be that they have become abnormally weaker?
Because it seems so easy to handle.
I feel like he can do it too...
So, during this period, the Red Hood Level 8 personnel tried to attack a Level 3 containment anomaly -
As a result, the car almost flipped over on the spot.
If Colin hadn't come to help him, even if he could solve the problem today, he would have to pay a certain price.
Then, more doubts emerged in his mind...
Isn't this Level 9 officer afraid of losing control? The red-turbaned Level 8 officer was puzzled.
He had never seen such a "warlike" high-ranking personnel. After all, using one's abilities would cost one's life!
But at this moment, he had a flash of inspiration and vaguely realized something.
But before he could think about it, he suddenly heard Colin's voice coming from the front:
"Overall, aside from the complicated situation here, it doesn't seem as dangerous as you say..."
Not only the eighth-level red-turbaned personnel and his companions, but also many of the golds around Colin twitched their faces when they heard this, pursed their lips, and didn't know what to say.
"Okay, let's go to the next area."
Colin completely refined the anomaly in his hand into coke, then threw it in front of him and moved on to the next step.
By now, he probably has a certain understanding of the dangers of this country...
Aside from those few terrifying containment objects that had the aura of a first-level containment object but were uncertain whether they were, the other more powerful anomalies were generally sealed off.
In particular, the secondary containment objects that Colin was most worried about were far more scattered than he had imagined.
In this situation, he felt that it wasn't dangerous, but it wasn't dangerous either...
But no matter what, after finishing the outer area of Mirror London, Colin did not stop and continued to move towards the next key area...
He encountered many anomalies along the way, but most of them were not even qualified to block his way.
The overall scale of restricted area anomalies in most other areas is also much smaller than the fog, so everything is progressing steadily.
During this period, in some relatively safe areas, Colin unexpectedly met many survivors who had not had time to be transferred into the "mirror". Most of them did not gather in groups.
Instead, there were dozens here, hundreds there, and the largest area I encountered only had a few thousand people...
Colin followed the mission requirements, cleared up the anomalies around them, and then asked the group to follow him. Although some of them did not believe him and thought it was a trap , most people saw the flame in his hand and followed him honestly.
As for those who would rather die than leave, many people would be dealt with by Jin, and "fate prediction" would be as simple as playing with ordinary people...
Plus the strong feeling of warmth that "bonfire" brings to people.
The chance of taking it away is 100%.
The only thing that left Colin speechless was that quite a few ordinary people followed him and, when thanking him, said he was a messenger sent by the Almighty Father, or some kind of Seraph...
Then he worked out a set of logic: the smog and anomalies were all tests, and now that the tests were over, the great Father had sent messengers to save them...
Of course, there are some other opinions besides this, but they are basically the same.
All of them were sent here by someone...
"Thank you to the messenger sent by the Great Father, who gave me strength so that I can walk through disasters without getting tired..."
The sound of sincere prayers could be heard from afar.
"Of course, you can walk, but what you burned were my 'colorless crystals'..."
Colin felt a little sorry for his own expense. He was clearly kind-hearted, but why did someone else get the credit?
Of course, he did not reject these people's opinions.
After all, this would help him concentrate on taking away more survivors and avoid having to explain anything more...
Another interesting thing is...
The "Smiling Corpse Mountain" has another identity as a sacred beast.
I feel like this thing might become a mythical creature in the future...
Behind Colin, people had no idea what he was thinking. They were all looking at him fanatically as he raised a "little sun" in his right hand, chanting unclear scriptures, and walked along the road that the flames had torn through the haze.
Manyin glanced at the group.
There is clearly no "fate" guiding them other than the flames, yet they all still follow them like a demon.
The effect is not much different from his forced guidance.
"Come to think of it, ordinary people haven't been affected that much by the 'Angel of Haze'."
Colin sat on top of the pile of corpses, raised his right hand, and posed with ease, somewhat surprised that the "Haze Angel" had such a weak effect on ordinary people.
Extraordinary people below level eight who enter here will be rotated out after staying for a week or half a month at most.
But it seems that these ordinary people have been here for more than a year.
If it were a Beyonder, he would probably cough his lungs out.
"Indeed, looking at it this way, this thing is aimed at Extraordinary people, or more accurately, it is specially used for abnormalities..." Many Jins also nodded in agreement.
However, although the impact is relatively low, if you stay here all the time, your life span will definitely be reduced by half.
If you can take it out, you have to take it out...
Finally, after several hours, Colin led the approximately 20,000 to 30,000 survivors to contact the garrison in the area.
The red-headed eighth-level personnel were still responsible for the handover: "We will transfer them to the 'Mirror Image'..."
"Not taking it out?" Colin was surprised.
"I can't take them out... there are too many people."
The red-headed Level 8 officer shook his head. Honestly, the fact that they could handle so many anomalies and rescue such a large group of people was beyond his expectations...
After a pause, he added, "Besides, it's generally difficult to find a place outside that can accept them..."
"Okay, it's up to you how to arrange it. I'm only responsible for bringing people here."
As Colin spoke, he took the initiative to look up at a tall building not far away. On the upper floor was a man surrounded by a layer of strange light. His skin was severely ulcerated and covered with various crystal clusters emitting psychedelic colors.
In addition, there are various golden chains binding him, as if to slow down the loss of his life.
Noticing Colin's movements, many people followed his gaze and whispered, "This is the ninth-level personnel in charge of the overall situation here..."
"Is he really a level nine personnel..."
It was the first time that Colin had seen a second Level Nine Extraordinary Person besides Mr. Wu, so he couldn't help but take a second look.
Then I discovered...
"It's been corroded so thoroughly, not even its basic appearance can be preserved... Its humanity is almost gone, and only a hollow shell of flesh remains..."
"I heard that most of the Level Nine personnel seem to be in a similar state. Tsk, it seems that the top-level structure of the official power is a bit unstable..."
Colin analyzed it.
This state was far worse than Mr. Wu's. Colin estimated that if he encountered a slightly stronger Level 2 containment object, he would probably lose control and become one of the anomalies after fighting for ten minutes...
And there is basically no cure.
The degree of this corrosion is so deep that it penetrates into his bone marrow, and is more deeply and thoroughly rooted than the "beastiality" and "hunger" in his body.
Unless some particularly powerful people in the company can change their fate, Colin can basically be sure of his final outcome.
Of course, although my condition is worse than Mr. Wu...
But as long as nothing unexpected happens, there is a high probability that he will live longer than Mr. Wu.
"Huh..." He took a deep breath and shook his head, retracting his scattered thoughts. Colin took a lot of gold and continued to carry out the work in the last few "forbidden zones".
After his figure disappeared, the red-turbaned level 8 personnel came to the level 9 personnel.
"Why can this person use his power almost unlimitedly..." He couldn't help but ask.
At this moment, the Red Turban Level 8 personnel couldn't help but think of the name "Bonfire Company." As a high-ranking official in the mysterious world, he had some understanding of it...
Knowing that after joining, you will gain something that can greatly reduce the negative effects of your own power.
But... I've never heard of anyone with strength reaching this level.
"Don't try to understand what you shouldn't know..."
No emotion could be heard from the man with festering skin and many crystal clusters growing on his body, but after hearing this, the eighth-level red-turbaned personnel did not speak again, knowing that the other party had already given him a stern warning.
However, just as he was about to leave, he heard another message from the other side.
"When you're rotated out this time, tell those blood-drinking people that the 'Blood Seed Plan', which involves infiltrating eastward, can be discontinued..."
The red-headed eighth-level officer was startled when he heard this and asked uncertainly, "Give up?"
Is the pressure from that “young man” so great?
"Yes, they suddenly sent this person here. They must be dissatisfied with our actions over the years, so they sent someone to demonstrate their strength and issue a warning. Obviously, that person's successor has already appeared, so don't do anything unnecessary..."
So that's how it is... The red-turbaned level 8 personnel nodded, and understood why the two people came.
Then I remembered something about the "Blood Seed Plan"...
The "Blood Seed Plan" refers to the transformation of the nation's life form after the disaster breaks out, and the acquisition of blood seeds, props and other resources from other countries and extraordinary forces as much as possible in this extremely chaotic short period of time, and bringing them back to the mirror world to leave this plane together with the main body of the nation to find a new home.
This plan was not implemented by just them, but by a group of powerful human elites from many countries, including many from Eastern countries.
Generally speaking, it is a "spaceship faction" plan.
Of course, their rhetoric on the surface was certainly not like this, but rather that they were joining forces with local forces to fight the enemy, etc...
Although local alliances are part of the plan, they are only a safety measure for the branch.
The core of the plan is to take away the elites of various countries and some ordinary people.
Thoughts flashed through his mind, and the Red Scarf Level 8 officer couldn't help but ask, "Do we still have no chance at all in the face of the future?"
The Level 9 personnel shook their heads, making overlapping sounds like mumbling.
"Great prophets like the 'Sage of the Word' and the 'Star Master' have reaffirmed that remaining here means either returning to the 'Crimson Moon', being destroyed by some calamity or chaos, or perishing under the radiant stars... Disasters are endless, and we will be unable to cope, ultimately leading to the extinction of civilization... For the survival of Earth civilization, we must leave..."
"As for those who want to stay, they and those heretics, whether they are from the 'Great Wall', 'Defenders', or the 'Golden Dawn', etc., if they want to persist, let them persist..."
"We will only take away the resources we need, and we won't completely cut off their access."
"However, although failure is almost inevitable, if we succeed, it also means we have a chance to return as saviors. The world will still be led by humanity's elite, and there will be no losses..."
…
In the distance, Colin didn't know that his arrival had caused unexpected alertness. At this moment, he was roasting a newly killed anomaly into charcoal.
But at this moment, Manyin suddenly spoke:
"I always feel like 'fate' has suddenly changed..."
" What's the meaning?"
Colin raised his eyebrows. What he hated most was this kind of inexplicable and elusive thing.
"I don't know. The things involved seem very vast and complex. I can only roughly feel that it should be a change for the better. I'm not sure. It's a bit beyond my ability. Wait for me to go back and ask Mr. Wu..."
"Okay." Colin nodded and didn't ask any further questions.
For him, the current task is more important...
"It should take no more than twelve hours, and everything will be resolved."
Colin looked up at the world shrouded in thick smog and continued to work.
About ten hours later, a little faster than planned, all the arrangements were finally completed, and Colin returned to the original starting point, the Fog City.
"I'm so tired."
Colin exhaled and sensed all his current arrangements. The carbon he burned still had "residual heat" in the short term. With the addition of some golden flame marks, he could ignite it remotely.
"Do we need to remind the official staff?" Xuanyi Jin asked.
"No, my flames can't burn them. I can control that. But compared to them, I suggest you don't get too close to me for a while."
"Why?" Many people asked subconsciously.
"Once the flames start to burn, there will definitely be a counterattack. I may not be in any danger, but you... you may not be in any danger..."
Ke glanced at the other party and said, "I'll give you thirty minutes. Now run."
Hearing his words, Duo Xinjin ran wildly in a certain direction without any hesitation, without looking back. A strong premonition of crisis told him that a fatal battle would indeed break out here soon.
The wind is strong and you can’t help shouting!
