??Chapter 88: Chapter 88 Frontier Guard_1
Chapter 88: Chapter 88 Frontier Guard_1
Afternoon, 4:53 p.m.
With a clack, the train doors slowly opened, revealing an old, neglected bus station stop outside.
The presence of the train added much white fog to the surroundings, making it impossible to see the farther areas clearly.
Colin, hands in pockets, gripping the Golden Card and the Revolver in each pocket, looked left and right to ensure there was no danger before stepping off the train.
After sitting for more than ten hours, the mont his feet touched the ground, an indescribable sense of solidity rose from the bottom of his heart.
It felt as if fate had finally returned to his own hands.
At the sa ti, a prompt appeared in his mind.
[Solo Trial Task (1/3) — “Mist Train” Completed.]
[Reward content will be settled after task completion.]
Then another ssage appeared.
[Solo Trial Task (2/3) — “Anomalies in the Town” has been issued.]
“I knew it; this damn train wouldn’t stop in a normal place.”
Colin sighed. When he was on the train, he first thought he had co to a normal place.
But he soon noticed that this town seed utterly deserted…
Afternoon ti, in a broad country town, there wasn’t a single soul.
Now he was finally certain under the task prompt that there were unknown anomalies present.
Then, Colin ignored the people who followed him off the train and pulled out the parchnt to take a look.
[Solo Trial Task (2/3) — “Anomalies in the Town”]
“Description”: A remote town with few residents, for so reason, it has been under blockade for a while, with no entry or exit.
“Requirent”: Enter the town, find any survivors, and investigate the internal situation.
“Hint”: There seem to be traces of other forces active here…
“Event Reward”: “Bonfire Points *250”.
“Note”: There is a ti limit to complete this task; failure to gather sufficient information by nine o’clock tonight will be considered a task failure.
…
“There are survivors in this godforsaken place? And other forces exist?”
Colin was stunned. To be referred to as “forces” by Bonfire Company… could there be other powers on par with the company?
This piqued his curiosity, wondering whether these people were friend or foe.
“Before nine o’clock tonight, it’s past four-thirty now, more than four hours left, and I have no idea how vast this town is, I have to start moving soon…”
Colin didn’t underestimate the place just because of the words “country town”; after all, so of these areas in the country could be even larger than a city.
Without functioning phone GPS and the investigation yet to start, who knew what was going on here?
While Colin was reading the parchnt, the five people behind him saw him nodding and frowning at a blank piece of paper, feeling sowhat bizarrely uneasy.
What was this form of indecipherable scripture?
Though curious, they knew better than to disturb Colin.
At that mont, the “clang clang clang” sound ca, the train doors closed slowly, and it started up again.
Colin turned back for a glance, only to see its tail end disappearing into the white fog, not knowing where it was headed next.
As it left, the surrounding fog began to dissipate, allowing Colin to observe his surroundings more clearly.
Under the dimming sunset, he saw an old residential area behind the bus station, the streets between the buildings eerily quiet and deserted.
A rotten sll of decaying protein diffused through the air…
Thinking it over, Colin took out a lens from his pocket, pinched the top and bottom, and brought it close to his left eye, peering ahead.
[Sothing unknown happened here; all the people have been evacuated, so food not taken along has gradually spoiled and stunk as it went unattended for several days.]
“Evacuate? It seed the task ntioned it—this area is under blockade too… Was it done by that unknown force?”
Considering they would protect ordinary people, that force must be on the friendly and orderly side; otherwise, they wouldn’t do sothing like this.
Of course, there was also the possibility that everyone had been dragged off sowhere to be sacrificed.
However, seeing that they had the ti to pack up their essentials and flee, Colin was more inclined to believe it was a friendly side.
“Alright, no matter whether it’s good or bad, it’s ti to act.”
Colin packed up the parchnt, sniffed his nose, slled the air, and then headed towards the road he felt was most likely “deeper in.”
The five people behind him looked at each other and still followed.
It was clearly more appropriate to follow Colin than to stay put, unsure of what to do.
The empty streets were littered with trash, and the signs of so shops on either side were still visible: self-service barbecue, Wallice, Qianqian Foot Bath, Fujian Pig’s Foot Rice, and so on…
“What a pity, it’s just streets and numbers—we don’t recognize any of them, so we can’t determine where this is.”
Colin took his gaze away from those still-unguarded shops, moved leisurely along the roadside, and quietly gathered information.
Finally, after nearly half an hour, his steps halted in front of police tape that had been put up.
The tape, crisscrossed with red letters stating “No Entry, Do Not Cross,” blocked the entire road ahead, including the narrow passageways between houses.
Moreover, behind the police tape, massive swathes of barbed wire completely sealed off the road.
If ordinary people ca here and saw this, they’d most likely turn around and leave.
But Colin rely glanced at it and imdiately chose to “ignore the warning and proceed,” taking out a pair of hydraulic cutters from his backpack.
After swiftly cutting an opening in the barbed wire, Colin suddenly realized sothing.
“This evacuation capability, along with such open and legitimate blocking thods… Could it be an official force?”
Colin stood up, putting away the hydraulic cutters, and speculated about the individuals he was about to encounter.
After all…
If they weren’t official personnel, it would be very difficult to accomplish these things.
Throughout his journey, Colin hadn’t slled the scent of dead bodies, nor had he seen any traces of blood or signs of combat…
This indicated that during the evacuation process, the evacuees had full trust in the organizers.
There weren’t many who could achieve this.
“Unless there’s a surprise, it’s almost certain that’s the case. We just don’t know where they’ve evacuated to.”
Colin’s gaze turned to the town behind the police tape, which didn’t seem to offer much discovery.
However, after walking deeper for a while, things began to change.
He finally saw so unsettling traces.
For instance, a small sedan that seed to have been flattened by sothing…
Or the ssy footprints on the ground…
Or so scattered shell casings…
Just then, as Colin hesitated, he suddenly caught the scent of living human blood in the street.
“Who is it? Are you a survivor?” he called out without disguise, looking towards a barbershop about a dozen ters away from him.
No response.
However, just as he was about to call out a second ti and take action,
a middle-aged man in a gray shirt staggered out of the barbershop.
His face was sared with blood, his complexion unnaturally pale, and he looked at Colin with so fear:
“You, are you ‘Frontier Guards’ sent for support from ‘The Great Wall’? I am, cough cough…”
Mid-sentence, he couldn’t help it and vomited a mouthful of blood.
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