The sun is high - #157 - Chapter 156 The sound of sorrow

Shuge felt like he was swimming in a garbage dump.

This feeling is really terrible, because his spirit and magic power are no longer what they used to be, which prevents him from passing out due to the impact of these messy messages or the exhaustion of magic power, and this makes him have to use his best strength. In the waking state, facing the torture of those chaotic memories and images.

“Goddess Mel, this is worse than the underground room we lived in before!”

Countess Alexandra first expressed her dissatisfaction. As a member of the Metal Disc, these Ernst family wills are also suffering similar torture, and for them, this impact is obviously more severe. Be more concrete.

Xiuge had no time to pay attention to them now. He left the tent and found a place to sit in the open space outside. Then he closed his eyes and began to “digest” and “organize” the chaotic scene in his mind.

Fortunately, the descendants of the Dark Abyss who escaped from Salem City were obviously only a small part of the huge presence in the city.

Overall, its size is insignificant.

Therefore, Xiuge did not fall into the long-term sleep and coma that occurred when he was first invaded by the descendants of An Abyss. After “closing his eyes and resting his mind” for more than ten minutes, he had already used his previous classification experience to These messy messages were roughly classified.

As before, fragmented information is roughly swept into a pile, while relatively complete and potentially useful content is retained and further classified.

The “Walking Forest” brought abundant magic power to Shuge, which allowed him to deal with this problem at an extremely fast speed.

In the midst of constant sorting and sorting, Xiuge took the time to focus on his metal disc.

He saw that in the metal disc, another group of jet-black liquid condensed from the power of the descendants of the Dark Abyss appeared. Judging from previous experience, this could obviously bring “evolution” to magical creations such as the Mirror Messenger. and “growth” opportunities.

Snitch the Running Rat obviously has no chance of this “evolution”. Although Charron’s Touch also yearns for this power, it does not show much desire because it has already “grown”. , in this case, Xiuge naturally assigned this opportunity to the impatient messenger in the mirror.

The moment this new power fell into the metal groove, the messenger in the mirror began to change.

Its figure, which was almost the same as Xiuge, suddenly exploded and turned into a thick black mist, which directly filled the entire groove.

Just like when Charron’s Touch received the increase in power before, during the surge of mist, magic light and shadow appeared at the edge of the groove, and they began to move towards the metal disk at an extremely slow speed. Moving forward to the next layer of the ring, it seems that you are preparing to “light up and activate” the new groove.

“At this speed, I’m afraid it won’t be over in a while.”

Xiuge assessed the efficiency of the messenger in the mirror, and then returned his attention to those memories.

As he sifted and searched, Shuge gradually discovered a rather horrifying truth from the memories of these victims – perhaps it was not just this dark abyss disguised as a normal refugee who successfully escaped from Salem City. Heirs.

Individuals like it that rely on human consciousness and identity and achieve action through parasitism are simply “alien” among the descendants of the Dark Abyss. This kind of ancient creation that is summoned often hides for more time. In the sewers of Salem City, you can avoid the light of day and wait for opportunities to search for more prey through those complicated sewer pipes.

According to the contents of the memory, when the magical change swept through the entire city of Salem along with the great earthquake, the ceremony venue used by the Legal Committee to seal off Salem City failed for nearly half an hour. During this period, It is completely unknown how many descendants of the Dark Abyss will escape through the sewers of Salem City!

“This is really troublesome.”

Xiuge slowly opened his eyes and pulled his consciousness away from the mountains of memories. He stood up and took a kettle from the hand of a female doctor next to him who had been staring at him.

Shuge always responded to the kindness of others, so he smiled and expressed his gratitude to the young doctor.

He took two gulps of water, then took the water bottle and rushed in the direction of the council mages.

The discovery in the memory of An Yuan’s descendant is really scary. From the perspective of personal interests, Shuge should probably ensure that he can continue to “capture” these prey. After all, they can play a decisive role in increasing his magic and power. effect.

However, the nature and scale of the descendants of the Dark Abyss cannot be controlled by human beings. Their contagiousness, concealment, growth and spread speed are all too exaggerated. This is absolutely unmatched by magical creatures such as changelings. Therefore, Xiu Xiu Without much hesitation, Ge told Krauts his conjecture.

“You mean that those who have been in contact with this group of refugees before, as well as the troops distributed near Salem City, are now likely to be infiltrated by this monster?”

“Yes, they may have escaped Salem City in large numbers… Judging from the current situation, it is not only our troops who may be attacked.”

“Okay, I get it.”

Krautz interrupted Shuge’s words rudely. He sighed and said: “Mr. Shuge, you are a junior whom Marshal Zeke values, and you are also a talent who the Queen values, but you may not know that for today’s As far as the Kingdom and the Council are concerned, the hidden dangers caused by the Black Sun Society are actually always a proposition that needs to be verified. Unless we obtain sufficiently convincing samples and evidence, there is no way we can convince those old diehards!”

He raised his finger and pointed at the refugees: “Alfred should have said it all, right? Our purpose of accepting these refugees is to help Walter gain an advantage in international public opinion, not for the so-called humanity and compassion. , now is a time of war, and everything must be handled in the strictest and most special way.”

At this point, Krauts also sighed: “I know what you were hinting at before, but with our position and identity, we are currently unable to communicate with those Delan troops… I will talk to Alfred Let’s discuss it, as for how to make the decision, it is beyond our control.”

After speaking, he raised his hand and patted Shuge on the shoulder: “Continue the screening.”

…

Because of the accident caused by An Yuan’s descendants, this work lasted until after eight o’clock in the evening.

During this process, the Jaegers and the Council gained something new, because among this group of refugees, they actually found a “living sample”. To be precise, it was a person who was in the process of “transformation”. sample.

It was an old man among the refugees. His arm was injured and he managed to bandage it with shabby clothes. When the doctors removed the clothes on his hands, everyone saw an arm that had been mostly eroded by pitch black color. Although it still looks like an arm, deep in the color, there are all kinds of weird organs and tissues emerging.

This time, the mages of the council did not give Xiuge a chance to contact the old man. They almost immediately put this precious “sample” under supervision, and after putting several magic-suppressing silver shackles on him, he He was directly packed into a transport vehicle and prepared to be sent to the Council’s headquarters in Bolden with the highest standards of treatment.

Xiuge could think with his heels that the old man’s next experience might not be too optimistic.

The best result is that he can amputate his diseased arm like old Schubert and continue to live as a disabled person from then on. But if he is unlucky…

Xiuge did not continue to think about it. As far as the current situation is concerned, apart from these two people, there are no more “infected people”. This is already a blessing among misfortunes.

The remaining refugees can basically rest peacefully in Brown Hill Town. If they perform well and are found to be not spies from the plain countries, then they will have the opportunity to start their own new business in Brown Hill Town or somewhere else. Life.

After these refugees filled their stomachs, Shuge had to carry out his original mission.

He originally thought that the Chasseur Regiment would send him a tough reporter, but what he didn’t expect was that it was Frey Meyer who finally came over with a pen and paper.

The appearance of Meyer made Shuge feel a lot better. He told Shuge that there was no need to provide any verbal guidance to these poor refugees, just let them express their true thoughts. He will be in control.

Thus, a very special interview began.

A well-known “special subject” novelist in Salem took a medical professor from St. Steele’s political exile to Bolden and began to visit these refugees who had escaped death one by one. Their clothes are very ordinary, and they don’t have any characteristics of Votel’s army.

Shuge is not very skilled at interviewing. Fortunately, Meyer’s appearance and temperament can always make these refugees put down their vigilance and guard.

“My children are dead, my wife is dead…it’s just me.”

A man who had lost his features due to hunger whispered to Shuge and the others: “We blocked all the pipes in the store, thinking those monsters couldn’t find us, but then there was a shelling and the ground was blown through. , they crawled directly out of the gap…”

A woman in her forties said: “The Legal Committee has no control over us, and neither do the soldiers.”

The child who looked at Shuge with surprise during the previous inspection said: “Dad wanted to go out of the city to find food before, but he was crushed to death by magic.”

A young man with a bruise on his face lowered his head and begged: “Mr. Sugar, can you let the army rescue other people? Our apartment is full of people my age, and there are many people who are your readers… But during the earthquake, the apartment collapsed, and a lot of people must have died… Even if they didn’t die, they had no place to hide, and those monsters would definitely find them and eat them.”

Shouge gradually became numb to these words. He just kept asking questions so that Meyer could record them. In the descriptions of these refugees, the doomsday picture of Salem City became increasingly clear. Become more specific.

In the last tent, Shuge saw a familiar face – a clerk from the Peace Newspaper. When he saw Shuge, he burst into tears on the spot.

“Mr. Sugar, we shouldn’t have written those articles, shouldn’t have printed them, shouldn’t have published them! We didn’t expect it would end up like this!”

This ordinary clerk obviously regarded himself as one of the culprits of the disaster in Salem City. At this point, no matter how much Shuge persuaded him, he could not remain calm. When Shuge asked for more details about the city, At that time, he even started a slightly crazy self-mutilation behavior in the excitement of emotion, so Shuge had to use a magic on him to make him fall asleep directly.

After helping Shuge lay down the clerk, Meyer couldn’t help but let out a long sigh.

Low cries came from other tents in the refugee camp. The cryers were suppressing their voices, but this suppression and control finally failed, so the sobbing turned into howling, and all at once. Out of control.

Meyer clutched the paper and pen in his hand, with no smile on his face.

He did not speak, but walked toward the outside of the refugee camp while thinking deeply, walking firmly and steadily.

“Professor, what else do you think about Salem City?”

“I’m afraid this is not a disaster for one city, this is a disaster for all of us.”

After thinking for a long time, Meyer whispered his answer: “But if we can’t figure out the source of this disaster, then it will happen again and again… It’s really sad. It’s not just The monsters are not only the association, but also us, all of us!”

After leaving these words behind, Meyer quickened his pace and walked alone towards the field hospital.

Sugar didn’t know how Meyer would feel about what happened today, but he was sure that tonight would be a sleepless night for Meyer.

Under the gaze of the cold starry sky, Xiuge returned to his residence. It was only then that he finally got the opportunity to pay attention to his spiritual world again.

In the metal disc, the thick black fog in the groove of the Mirror Messenger has basically dissipated, so he saw a more detailed figure. Compared with before, the current Mirror Messenger seems to have more physical details. , his clothes became gorgeous and specific, and his face became clearer. Although it was still a black figure overall, when Shuge looked at it, he felt that he was looking into a real mirror.

Feeling Xiuge’s gaze, the messenger in the mirror looked up from behind the desk where many “books” had been added, and it showed a smile.