Chapter 43: 43rd

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Although she noticed that the administrator received no report before the third spring, she was surprised when she learned that General Su had contacted the administrator three times and asked for no reply.
The administrator seems to have abandoned the main city.
Perhaps it should not be unexpected.
Everyone is avoiding, but everyone knows that this day will come.
Since the collapse of District D began more than a decade ago, this is no longer an unavoidable thing, especially the "main city managers" in the eyes of these residents of the main city.
It's just... Did it really start that way?
Yesterday noon swept through and covered most of the black mist in the main city. It has now dissipated and everything seems to have returned to calm. The people who panicked and fled on the streets yesterday returned to the streets.
But the traces are still there. In the sky under the sun, when the black mist dissipates, it seems to be torn, leaving behind a trace of gray and black smoke, which can be seen by looking up.
Lei Yujian sat on a01. Since Lianchuan joined the cleanup team, he has basically never led a team to perform the task himself. Although Lianchuan and Longbiao do not deal with each other, all the tasks as long as one of them is in , You can't go wrong.
But today, he was sitting in the car and was on call.
Several major administrative agencies in the main city all have personnel fleeing.
Ordinary residents flee more, but those law and order and city guards can be dealt with directly. The officials of the main city fled and they need to clean up the team. After all, I don’t know who has some secrets in the main city.
Lei Yu, who was warned twice because of his palliative disobedience and because he led a team to rob the training department to Lianchuan's transport vehicle, may be dismissed at any time. Lei Yu had to perform the task himself today.
Of course, he has no regrets.
The main city is indeed of a strict hierarchy, and every passing can be a reason for disappearance, but now such a main city, guarding the projectile land that will be swallowed by the black mist at any time, the level has slowly become meaningless.
The only reason why the main city has to keep this is that it is only for the purpose of screening who can survive when that day arrives.
Behind him came the familiar footsteps, Lei Yu turned around and saw Chun San in a uniform.
"Why are you still in the field?" he asked.
"I'm going to check the border myself to see if there are any traces," Chun San said, "Just come in and look at it."
"Who escorts?" Lei Yu asked.
"Patrol." Chun San replied.
"Run to see her husband on the way," Lei Yu smiled. "Secretary Xiao is going to be angry."
"Who knows how many times he can watch, but he can't be angry," Chun San also smiled. "Recently, if you can go home, go home."
"Good." Lei Yu nodded.
"Seeing the boss let it come too," Chunsan said, "its body is about to be checked, and I will find time to check it myself."
"I haven't seen it during this time. After Chuan left..." Lei Yu's voice was a little deep. "I didn't see it."
"The target was found under the b3 pier in Area d," Lu Qian's voice came from the intercom, "Waiting for a disposal plan."
"Scan, identify first, the second group is at b2, the last two assist." Lei Yu started the car and glanced at Chun Sanyi.
"Pay attention to safety." Chun San waved at him.
Early in the morning when the black mist had not completely dispersed, Guangguang found that someone had broken the window and turned into the store, hiding on the first floor.
This is one of the main streets in area c leading to area d. People who want to leave the main city usually pass by here.
She did not call the police, nor did she go downstairs, but she locked the door to the second floor.
Although the main city has slowly returned to its usual appearance, some people are still fleeing.
Although no one knows where to go.
Except for those high-level residents who are the core of Area A, no one can guarantee that if there is a ray of vitality, the opportunity can get themselves.
An hour later, the patrol slammed open the shop door.
When the light went downstairs, there was no trace of it except the broken window.
The intruder has disappeared.
After several patrol members stood outside the shop and checked her identity card, one member looked at her with some surprise: "Recently go back to area A, the outer ring is not safe."
"Thank you." Guangguang said.
"Will you dream?" Ning Gu lay on the roof, pillowed his arms, and glanced at Lianchuan sitting next to him.
"Few." Lianchuan said.
"Do people in the main city dream?" Ning Gu asked again.
"I don't know, I should dream." Lianchuan said.
"Uncle Mad said that when he dreams, he sees what he has thought and what he has seen," Ning Gu looked at the black (color) sky and felt that his nostrils were blowing up against the wind. "So I always only dream of ghost towns, black (color), nails, heads... Most of the heads are nightmares, every time I dream that he will hang me to Go up the bell tower."
Lianchuan didn't speak.
"I dreamed of nails," Ning Gu sniffed, "I..."
Lianchuan turned to look at him.
"I didn't cry," Ning Gu waved his hand. "Old wind blew into my nose. I took a breath and closed my nostrils."
Lianchuan still didn't say anything, probably didn't know what to say, just turned his head back.
"If there are people around," Ning Gu sat up, "Can you find out?"
"Yes." Lian Chuan replied.
"Can you find such a strong wind?" Ning Gu asked.
"Yes." Lian Chuan said.
"How far can I find it?" Ning Gu continued to ask.
"Where are you going." Lianchuan didn't answer, but asked.
This man is indeed very sharp.
Ning Gu approached him and whispered, "Tong Wan."
Lian Chuan looked at him.
"But Tong Wan is full of aborigines," Ning Gu said. "I'm going to grab some equipment from Di Wang first. You can help me post and don't let others discover."
"Do you want me to grab it for you?" Lianchuan said.
"You don't know much about my fighting skills," Ning Gu said. "The King of Land is an incapable traveler, and he's still old..."
"Grab the elderly?" Lianchuan interrupted him.
"What's wrong, the old people also rob me and beat me," Ning Gu said. "The old people in the ghost town are different from the old people in your main city."
"There are not many elderly people in the main city." Lianchuan said.
"Yes, I heard that after 60 years old..." Ning Gu's finger made a gesture of shooting at his head. "Don't waste young people's resources."
"The king of grabbing the ground." Lianchuan helped him take the topic back.
"It's enough for me to start my own business as an old (treasure jian) king of land grabbing, you help me let go of the wind." Ning Gu said.
"You can tell others as soon as you leave." Lianchuan said.
"Then die," Ning Gu said.
"Huh." Lian Chuan responded.
"Hey!" Ning Gu suddenly turned his head to stare at him, "I'm kidding."
"Me too." Lian Chuan said.
"What are you kidding," Ning Gu said. "It's no different than it really is."
"You didn't laugh," Lianchuan said.
Ning Gu gritted his teeth at him and smiled: "The main thing is that you are a hyena. (Dry gan) is the job of killing people and killing people's mouths. Other people say that, whether you laugh or not is a joke, just say it. It's different."
Lianchuan didn't speak.
"Go." Ning Gu jumped off the roof and picked up a little iron bar by the roadside.
The land king hasn't been very good in the past two days (sleeping Shui). Since Ning Gu came back with the hyena, he felt that he must be in trouble.
The hyena came undercover, even if it was a mutiny, it is always to find some information to go back to the main city of Mengmeng. A senior merchant like him, a senior old map and information library that travels all over the ghost town can definitely be the first. One goal.
In addition, he took advantage of the fire and robbed Ning Gu of a feather.
Thinking of this feather... The king of the earth immediately turned over and sat up, squatting to the corner, carefully picking up a loose ground, (exposed) a very big hole.
Feather is hidden here.
He carefully took out the glass bottle containing the feathers, and then restored the ground to its original state, and then put the bottle into a hole under the bed, which was empty.
In case Ning Gu brought a hyena to the feathers, he would not find any other goodies.
With all preparations in place, the king of the earth was relieved and sat down on the bed.
When I just wanted to lie down, the door suddenly kicked open.
The earth king almost flashed his waist in shock, seeing that it was Ning Gu who came in, and when he was following the hyena, he lay down on the bed (chuang): "I know—"
Ning Gu grabbed his collar: "Are you shouting again?"
"Are you here to grab something!" Earth King glared at him.
"Swap, but it will take some time for me to bring you something," Ning Gu raised his fist. "If you keep quiet, I won't beat you."
"What do you want?" Diwang asked, "I will help you find it!"
"Anything will do, as long as you can defend yourself." Ning Gu stared at him for a while, and then slowly released his hand.
Di Wang sat up (bed chuang), adjusted his clothes, and squatted to the bed: "There are things, but there are not too many..."
"Less nonsense." Ning Gu said.
"What do you want?" The king of the earth pulled a box from under the bed. "If you are in any trouble, the leader knows that I have a relationship with me, and I'm done."
"As long as you don't sell me, my mouth is tighter than you." Ning Gu said.
"I believe this." Di Wang sighed and opened the box.
Lianchuan stood by the door and looked at Diwang's house.
A lot of locked iron boxes, and some small things that are probably not of high value are put on the table and chairs, and the room is full.
The trading form of Ghost Town is very similar to Lost Valley, the difference is probably that the source of goods in Lost Valley is more abundant, there is one more transaction method, and the currency of the main city can be used.
However, whether it is a ghost town or a lost town, this form of transaction is more interesting, more lively, and more like living in life than the main city.
The King of Earth took Ning Gu from the iron box with several pieces of "self-defense equipment" that he did not know what it was, and sighed while teaching Ning Gu how to use it.
It's safe outside and it's quiet all around, except for the wind, there is no other sound.
Lianchuan is not surprised that Ninggu is going to Tong Wan. Any secrets in the ghost town must be in Tong Wan.
Ning Gu was not satisfied with these pieces of equipment, and then bent over and turned out a few things in the box: "You offer the price, as long as it is reasonable, I will find you what you want."
The landlord did not make an offer, but said that Ning Gu took the thing to be exchanged for an interview.
When Ning Gu left, the landlord actually delivered it to the door.
"(Gan)?" Ning Gu turned his head cautiously and looked at him.
"Where are you going?" Diwang asked.
"Turn off your farts." Ning Gu is still very vigilant. After all, the king of the earth is famous for his old slippery ghost town.
"Your feather," Di Wang said, "If you want, I can return it to you without trading."
Ning Gu looked at him and said after a while: "No need, the nail promised me and said to find another one for me."
Without waiting for the king to speak again, he turned and strode into the wind.
"No one?" Ning Gu stopped when she was about to leave the ghost town safety zone and head to the dump.
"No." Lianchuan replied.
"You go back to Uncle Madness and wait," Ning Gu confessed. "No one will go before I come back. If someone goes, you can just say nothing. Anyway, you always have a face."
"Huh." Lian Chuan responded.
"Leave." Ning Gu turned.
Lianchuan stood and looked at him.
He walked a few steps and turned back: "No."
Lian Chuan said nothing.
"Don't you persuade me?" Ning Gu said, "Just if I didn't answer the call, the old businessmen wanted to persuade me."
"Go." Lianchuan said.
Ning Gu froze.
Lianchuan turned and walked towards the direction of Uncle Crazy's cabin.
Ning Gu pulled his clothes and watched that Lian Chuan disappeared into the darkness, then turned and trot a few steps towards the dump.
Persuasion cannot be persuaded.
When the regimental leader and Li Xiang came out of Tongue Bay, he had made up his mind to go again.
He is going to find the nail, whether it is dead or alive, or something, he has to figure it out.
The nail is for his tongue, even if it is just a body now, he has to find a way to get it out.
Lian Chuan's sentence "Go" unexpectedly gave him some comfort.
After all, it was Tongue Bay, and he wasn't sure he could really withdraw.
I just didn't think about what to do if I couldn't get out.
The way to Tongue Bay is still very familiar. The cold light bottle is set to the lowest light, and only illuminates a small area at his feet, and he can also recognize where to go.
But Tong Wan has changed.
When Ning Gu stood at the tip of his tongue, he found that his tongue was gone.
He froze for a long time, climbed to the highest shelf, and looked over there.
The tongue was not gone, but was drowned in the dark mist.
The whole tongue bay, the thickest black mist, pushed forward a few hundred meters. The thick black (color) in the wind in the gusty wind had almost swallowed the shelf under the foot.
Ning Gu looked at the strange tongue in front of him, not knowing (fa) what happened.
But he knew that it must have not been long before they were born, and the head of the group did not know it, otherwise it would definitely be completed, and he should have no chance to come here today.
Ning Gu jumped off the shelf and took out a handle that he could put on his hand. This thing could burst a small hollow zone in the air and could block the attack.
If you do not enter Tongue Bay now, when the head of the team finds that they are abnormal, no matter what (fafa) gives birth, he will never have the opportunity to enter again.
Black Mist was no different than before, Ning Gu took a breath, and there was no unusual breath in the wind. He opened the cold light bottle to the brightest, slowly walked forward, and looked down at his feet.
He needs to judge the boundary of the original black fog and go to the basement first.
After walking for a while, he saw a small thing stuck in the gap in the ground.
He squatted slowly, and after confirming that there was no movement around him, he carefully pinched the piece.
It's a piece of paper, a corner torn off from something.
This is not something of value. Some strange things are blown from time to time in the strong wind. A piece of paper is too ordinary.
But when Ning Gu turned over to see the other side of the paper, he carefully put it in the small interlayer on the side of his boots.
There is a handwriting on the other side. He wanted Lianchuan to see what he was writing.
After all, although ghost towns are not all illiterate people, they rarely write on paper. Even if someone writes, the torn fragments will not appear in the tongue bay against the wind.
After collecting the paper, Ning Gu got up and continued to look for the basement.
But after walking for a while, he was a little confused.
He didn't find the small ramp down the basement.
It may have passed, or he may not have arrived yet, but he did not dare to move around casually. Although there was nothing around him, Black Mist itself was a maze.
Fortunately, the simplest way to judge the direction of a ghost town is the wind direction.
The wind will not change, and it will only blow from one direction, so he knows that he is the way to go back.
When I was about to retreat and relocate again, a small noise came from the black fog in front.
Ning Gu immediately flicked his right hand and grabbed the handle wrapped around his wrist.
But soon he heard it, it was not like the voice of the aboriginal people, not the kind of larynx sound like it was pinched by the neck.
It was the sound of the metal chain dragging on the ground.
Ning Gu (shen) leaned back slightly, prepared to escape at any time, and then lowered his voice and called with a nearly inaudible volume: "nail?"
The sound of the metal chain moved closer to him, then stopped again.
"You are Ning Gu." A voice husky as if rubbed against the black iron for more than 10,000 times came from the wind.