293: Chapter 59 – Half a Life with Purines, Accumulating Enough Contribution (Seeking Monthly Pass)_3 293: Chapter 59 – Half a Life with Purines, Accumulating Enough Contribution (Seeking Monthly Pass)_3 Small ponds and streams could be seen everywhere, surrounded by deeply green and shimring waters that were bottomless, partitioning damp territories one after another.
A line of over a dozen Patrol Team vehicles were slowly traversing the inside of the border, leaving clear tire tracks on the moist ground.
“It is said that decades ago, before the Great Catastrophe, even before the teor showers fell, in an age when the ‘Transcendent’ had not yet appeared, this place was an extrely renowned scenic spot.
Countless scholars and poets stopped here, composing poetry and painting.”
“Unfortunately, so many years have passed, and modern civilization has beco ruins, buried underground.
Let alone these ancient civilizations, they have long been destroyed and are difficult to trace.”
“My aunt once ca here, when I was very young.
Endless staircases, steps, and ancient temples to climb; amusent parks and animal parks that one could never finish exploring.”
“There was a place called…
what was it, the ‘legend of the lady erging from the water’?
It’s been too long, I can’t rember…”
Inside one of the vehicles, Gu Yue Ming, dressed in white as pure as snow, supported her cheek with one hand while she incessantly rambled on about the scenery outside.
Indeed, she had heeded Gu Pan’s advice.
This ti she did not wear her signature corporate queen OL outfit, but instead, she chose a more travel-friendly attire.
Even so, compared to the rest of the Gu family mbers in plain dark clothes, she was still the brightest among them.
“My aunt, you should understand that we are here to hunt, not to sightsee and play.”
Gu Yue Ming blinked, “Oh…
Panpan, you’ve beco more and more uninteresting.
You weren’t like this when you were young.”
“The city and the outside are naturally different.
I’ve said it, call Gu Qian outside.”
“Alright, Qianqian.”
“…” Next to her sat a “man” with a slender figure, sitting straight and proper, with the cursed longsword resting on his knees.
On opening his eyes, a murderous intent scattered around him, his deanor cold and solemn.
Naturally, it was Gu Pan.
This large group was jointly organized by the leaders of the three Hunter Associations.
The real main mission was to find out why a large number of anomalous creatures had recently appeared in the wilderness here.
However, each of the three great families had their own sches.
Find out the reason?
There’s nothing more interesting or profitable than pioneering hunts.
Gu Pan was only at Level 6.
His purpose in coming out was for the experience of hunting; he was just making up the numbers.
Of course, he wouldn’t tell anyone this.
And in truth, others did not dare to underestimate the main servants of this group of Gu family mbers.
Because along the way, they had conducted small-scale pioneering hunts on the wasteland and had seen that this person nad “Gu Qian” was extraordinarily strong.
“Stop for a mont, there’s sothing ahead.”
The leading vehicle sent out the signal first, and the accompanying cars imdiately pulled over to the side, gathering around a building that might have once been a temple.
It seed to be ticulously decorated and was originally supposed to be a “box” shape, but now, buried under the dirt, only the “person” shape remained.
This building was uniquely positioned, straddling the borderline.
Therefore, half of it was inside, and half was outside.
At the mont, what everyone was wary of were the nurous tracks around it, an inch deep into the ground, crisscrossing everywhere, chaotic and very fresh.
They must have been made quite recently.
The problem, however, was that even the first vehicle had only just arrived at its entrance.
“Be careful, either we’ve just run into another Patrol Pioneering Team, which is unlikely, or these tracks were left by so kind of serpent-shaped anomalous creature,” said a woman in black leather pants who got out of the vehicle, Tang Rou.
Her na contained the character ‘gentle’, but there was no trace of gentleness on her face.
Clearly, she also had a killing intent.
The Tang Family was the only one among the three leaders of the Hunter Association that primarily employed the “rascal” profession.
Tang Rou, a Second Rank “assassin,” was effectively the leader on this joint venture.
With her presence, they could naturally sense danger beforehand.
“So, why can’t it be a tentacle monster?” Gu Yue Ming walked over.
The others made way, internally scoffing at her interference.
She was a re “healing mom,” ddling in matters that were specifically an “assassin’s” job.
As the only Second Rank healer and one of only two healing professions in the team, they nonetheless respected her sowhat and no one openly criticized her.
After all, if sothing went wrong and they were gravely injured, they would have to ask for her help.
Tang Rou looked at Gu Yue Ming expressionlessly, her lips moving slightly but in the end, she suppressed the urge to scold her.
Then, she gestured with her hand, signaling the others to scatter to the sides, while she herself took out a triangular spike with a fearso shape and walked in first.
Theoretically, a Second Rank might walk sideways on the wasteland, but caution was never wrong.
From the “person’s” left side, they reached the “person” center.
And they saw within this dilapidated temple, a peculiar statue of a Buddha placed on the sand-piled ground.
It had six arms and two faces, one smiling, one frowning.
Apart from that, there was nothing more.
Tang Rou scrutinized this strange Buddha, flaring her nostrils several tis as if sensing sothing.
Noting its position within the border, she eventually said, “Move it, take it back for identification.”
…
As the sun slowly sank, casting oblique rays in the west.
Xu Shu, who had not encountered anything on his way, finally arrived at his destination.
Supply Point Lighthouse at (19,6).
Compared to the bustling wasteland trade area at 19,3, this place was naturally much quieter.
As soon as Xu Shu entered, he saw no more than ten people dining in the hall.
They cast wary glances at him, looked him over a few tis, then returned to eating in silence.
He scanned the room but did not see anyone in church or organization uniforms, feeling sowhat disappointed.
Then he approached the reception, sliding two neatly folded 100 bills with no sign of mundanity to the woman in her forties behind the counter, “Hello, I need a room with hot water.”
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