Volume 2: Scales in the Pond Chapter 225 Black Fog
Sunday afternoon.
Archery Hall.
Arrows were nailed to the target one by one, vying to hit the center of the bull's eye.
However, Qiao Ji felt that the 40-pound bow recommended by the owner of the archery shop was too soft. With his super strong strength, he had to be careful when using an ordinary bow because he felt that he might accidentally break the bow at any time.
Of course, this wasn't entirely an illusion, he had to be gentle.
But he did not change it. After all, as long as the spider silk launcher was not removed, the bows in the archery hall would not be enough for him to make. He just asked and found out that the maximum poundage of the bow here was 100.
There was a guy who used a 300-pound bow, but he brought it himself and it came with all the tools, so it must have been custom-made.
If Qiao Ji wanted a suitable bow for himself, he would have to find a place to have it custom made, but he could make one using special materials.
Or, directly materialize a bow-like prop.
He felt that there was no point in playing by himself, so he spent the rest of his time instructing Lin Mengfu and Xu Zhuo. After all, they had never played before and were novices.
Forget about Yu Luoluo, he prefers chatting with people. He has already become familiar with the other people who came to shoot arrows and is currently gathering information.
In the morning, Qiao Yao asked Qiao Ji if he wanted to go with him to see the construction site so that he could answer his questions.
But Qiao Ji, Xu Zhuo, Yu Luoluo and the others had already made an appointment to go out and play, so forget it.
But when I sent them a message, they said they would go out in the afternoon on the weekend. I don’t know if they were just staying in bed and didn’t want to get up.
So Qiao Ji could only read at home in the morning, wait for Zhang Jin to come and receive materials at noon, and then go out to play with them in the afternoon.
"Bye, we're leaving first."
After playing for an entire afternoon, it was time for dinner and Xu Zhuo and Yu Luoluo both said they wanted to go home for dinner.
"Qiao Ji, let's go to the shooting range next time." Xu Zhuo was thinking about this matter because Qiao Ji told him in the afternoon that they could go to the shooting range to play shooting, which should be quite interesting.
"Okay, let's go next week."
They entered the subway station, and Qiao Ji took Lin Mengfu home.
Qiao Yao and Lin Xingying had both finished get off work. After all, they no longer had any tight tasks to do and were just checking the construction progress.
"Where did you go today?" Qiao Yao was looking at the computer with an open chat box, discussing something with someone.
"Arrow House."
After playing outside for half a day, Lin Mengfu was still very happy. At least this time it was a normal activity instead of taking people up to the sky to blow in the cold wind.
"Go wash your hands quickly, it's almost time for dinner." Lin Xingying said.
After dinner, read a book.
Before going to bed, Qiao Ji would go through several places he was interested in.
Wu Xinfeng and Jin Laobiao are still squatting in the countryside.
The Xiaoling Mausoleum in Jinling City... Oh my god, it’s open?
The gate of the imperial mausoleum was open, and dead people with fair skin, dressed in gorgeous clothes, came in and out, and had close conversations with people from the Chinese government.
I didn't watch it all day, what did you do?
Qiao Ji was a little confused. After all, even though he had the ability to see and hear from afar, he wouldn't use them to pay attention to others all the time.
Moreover, considering the last experience of being discovered by the Ghost King of the Xishan Ruins, he would not set his sights too close to the Earth-level Psychic. What if the other party happened to have strong mental power and was very keen on observing eyes?
But I didn't expect that in such a short period of time, the country seemed to have reached an agreement with the Ming Emperor. Just like the sentences often used in the news, the two sides had a cordial and friendly exchange.
The dead who walked out of the imperial mausoleum actually went to other places in Jinling City, and their movements seemed to be unrestricted .
Is this transformed into a friendly force?
Qiao Ji secretly listened to their conversation.
"The King of Later Chen has accepted the title of . We have confirmed this news with the people of Emperor Tang. If we want to make a show of force, they are undoubtedly a good choice."
"But our plan is not just targeting one country. How can destroying just one country be considered killing the chicken to scare the monkey?"
"If we start fighting at the same time, do you have enough manpower? They can now retreat to the underworld. If we want to win, we must plan carefully."
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What's the meaning?
Have they all united to destroy some imperial tombs?
And from what they said, it seems that some imperial tombs have already taken refuge in the underworld. What is this, is it treason?
"Pilot, I have discovered some special circumstances, and I think it is necessary to inform you immediately."
BT's voice suddenly rang out, startling Qiao Ji who was eavesdropping carefully.
Qiao Ji patted his chest and retracted the power of the Wind Ear. "What's the special situation?"
"Since thirteen minutes ago, a large number of abnormal pictures and videos have begun to appear on social networking platforms, with the keywords 'black fog' and 'undead'. The IP addresses of the people who posted these messages are all located in the same location."
BT used virtual projection to show Qiao Ji some photos and videos that had just been posted on social accounts.
In the black mist, pale green eyes emerged, followed by white bones and moving corpses. Their flesh was rotten, but they were able to move.
If it wasn't a Halloween costume revelry, then something serious had happened.
Today is definitely not Halloween.
"BT, where is the location?"
"Here."
BT projected a world map and locked the location on the Schuylkill River in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania.
"Pilot, based on the current clues, the black fog and the undead both emerged from the river. There may be something abnormal in the river."
"It's from a foreign country."
Qiao Ji felt no longer in a hurry and decided to wait and see how the situation developed.
He locked the location and then looked over with his clairvoyance.
When you look at the picture with your eyes, it is naturally more intuitive.
The river water flowed quietly, but a certain section seemed to be boiling, bubbling and emitting black mist that spread out. Now it had spread to both banks and entered the urban area.
The skeletons of a species that Qiao Ji couldn't tell what kind of rotten corpses were moving in the black fog.
However, the black fog caused visibility to be very low, less than five meters. Qiao Ji’s clairvoyance was unable to penetrate it, and he could only see the undead moving around at the edge of the black fog.
And those undead spirits seem unable to escape from the black fog. They have to wait for the black fog to dissipate before they can follow it.
But the speed of the black fog's advancement was sometimes fast and sometimes slow.
When it's fast, one expansion can cover hundreds of meters in two seconds.
When it is slow, it is not much faster than an old lady crossing the road, and the ghosts inside can only wait slowly.
The black fog that has just spread out will become thinner and turn gray, and the visibility will be greatly improved, but the field of vision will be a little hazy.
Some blocks were enveloped by gray fog with an unstable speed. It came suddenly and directly encompassed several streets, casting a light gray color on everyone inside.
