"Living people?" Waite blurted out and rushed in front of Long Yuehong.
In the ruins of this city, encountering living people who do not belong to your own team and do not know them is much more terrifying than encountering dead people, "heartless people", and aberrant creatures.
Long Yuehong thought so too.
Ferrington held his shotgun and recalled:
"That street is similar to this one, dirty, messy and smelly, and I don't know how many years it hasn't been cleaned.
"There was a bench by the roadside, and on it sat a man who, he, he was a gray man, dressed in what was called formal dress from the old world, which was gray with black stripes.
"He looks less than thirty years old, his hair is neatly combed back, and he has glasses with round frames on his face and relatively small glasses."
"This doesn't look special......" Long Yuehong said considerately.
When you meet such a person, even in such a dangerous ruin, you should not directly treat him as a monster, maybe you should try to come forward and talk to see if the other party is friendly and cooperative.
"He is really nothing special, except that he is still alive." Ferrintong exhaled, "But there was a huge python coiled on the tree behind him, and the python's eyes were big and round, like two searchlights, the color and blood were the same...... Its upper body hung down and rested on the back of a bench, like that man's guard......
"This is not the most terrifying, I, I saw the white giant wolf, it just, it squatted next to that person!"
At this moment, Jiang Baimian, Wang Fugui and others suddenly appeared in their minds:
Wu Meng!
Wu Meng, the owner of the "Tao and Electrical Maintenance" radio station!
Doesn't it mean that if you don't get close to the station location for a kilometer and don't bring electronic products, you'll be fine? Didn't he say he was sealed? Why are you still wandering around the streets? That direction and the location of the station must be more than two kilometers...... Long Yuehong felt the horror of Fei Lin Tong at that time, and felt it deeper than the other party.
After all, Ferrintong should not know about the "Tao and Electrical Maintenance" radio station, and he doesn't know how weird and terrifying Wu Meng is.
"That person was reading the newspaper at the time and was very attentive, but the white wolf and the python both looked at me." Ferrintong continued, "I was frightened and ran this way while shouting for help."
You can see them all, with Wu Meng's ability, it should be easy to control you, how could you let you escape? Jiang Baimian frowned slightly, and noticed something that was not normal.
There are two explanations for this, one is that Ferrintong was deliberately let go, he has actually been secretly influenced by Wu Meng, just waiting for the critical moment to fatally mislead the eight people here, and the other is that it is not the real Wu Meng, but the image he made with the help of some kind of electronic product.
Combining the information given by the company and what Galolan said just now, Jiang Baimian is more inclined to the latter.
Otherwise, with the strength and level shown by Wu Meng, there is no need to use such a complex plan at all, just come over directly.
The tendency is the tendency, but Jiang Baimian does not dare to be careless at all in actual handling.
She didn't discuss the strange man's question with Ferrintong, and asked solemnly:
"Do you have electronic products on you?"
Ferrintong was stunned for a moment:
"No.
"What are you asking this for?"
What's there to ask about this?
"It's fine if you don't have one." Jiang Baimian explained casually, "Here, electronic products are a dangerous medium."
"Really?" Although Felinton couldn't understand it, he had also seen the white giant wolf control the group of relic hunters before, and he was skeptical about this, and after getting a positive answer, he didn't ask why.
Compared to this, he was more concerned about another thing:
"Where is this place, you seem to be familiar with each other?
"Is there any other exit?"
"Wasteland No. 13 Ruins." Wang Fugui replied concisely.
"Huh?" Ferrintong's pupils suddenly dilated.
The ruin hunter based in the original city had never heard of Ruins of Wasteland No. 13 and almost no rumors about it, unless he had just arrived here and planned to settle down.
So Felintong was a little dumbfounded for a moment.
Jiang Baimian did not appease him, glanced in the direction where Felintong had escaped, and said considerately:
"Let's go back, take a little detour, and continue to collect supplies on the way."
"Okay!" Waite once again got ahead of Long Yuehong.
For him, today is another bumper harvest, and there is really no need to explore and take unnecessary risks.
The others had no objections.
And from their words just now, Fei Lintong heard that these people seemed to have a way out, and the whole person was a lot more stable.
When walking back step by step in a tactical formation, Jiang Baimian smiled and said to Feilin Passage:
"You also saw that the white giant wolf can control humans and make them puppets, for everyone's safety, in order to confirm whether you are who you are and whether you are affected, I have to ask you a few questions."
"Do you know me?" Fei Lintong heard the hidden meaning in Jiang Baimian's words, and asked in surprise.
Jiang Baimian replied in a more awkward way:
"Know the people who know you.
"Well, the first question, what's your name?"
"Felintong." Ferrintong replied calmly.
"The second question, do you know of a sect that worships mirrors?" Jiang Baimian got to the point.
Hearing this, Wang Fugui and Gray also looked at Felintong.
"Yes." Felintong suddenly realized, "Are you Terrance's friend?"
He remembered that he had only mentioned this matter to a few people such as Terrance, and among these people, Terence had the most friends.
"No, he is our creditor." Shang Jianyao's face was heavy.
But this creditor often trembled, afraid of being killed by the debtor...... Long Yuehong laughed in her heart that Shang Jianyao's current performance was too hard.
Felintong didn't ask how much they owed, and said thoughtfully:
"I do know such a sect, well, I know one of their believers, and I am more familiar with him, and he wanted to develop me into the sect some time ago."
"What is his name and where does he live?" Jiang Baimian asked while walking slowly, vigilantly observing his surroundings.
"His name is Smith." People were under the eaves, had to bow their heads, and Felintong had no idea to help his friends hide it at all, "I live in Room 503, No. 9 Halle Street, Jinmai Sui District."
Shang Jianyao immediately asked:
"Do you know what their sacrament is?"
Felinton shook his head blankly.
"No wonder you haven't joined them yet." Shang Jianyao looked like I understood your expression.
"Which deacon do they worship in this sect?" Jiang Baimian asked.
Felinton shook his head again:
"They don't seem to worship the year, but the mirror, they always tell me 'the new world is on the other side of the mirror', and they also say, 'You are looking at the person in the mirror, and the person in the mirror is also looking at you......
Shang Jianyao listened with relish, as if he had learned a new mantra.
After Fei Lintong finished speaking, Jiang Baimian winked at Shang Jianyao and raised his right thumb and middle finger.
This represents a predetermined plan, which means going up to "make" friends or "persuade" the other party to eliminate hidden dangers.
Although Fei Lin Tong has behaved normally so far and his words and deeds are reasonable, he has been in the ruins of Wasteland No. 13 for too many days, and Jiang Baimian does not dare to be careless at all.
Shang Jianyao immediately smiled at Fei Lintong:
"Don't mind if we ask so much, look: this is the ruins of Wasteland No. 13; Everyone must be honest with each other, unite as one, and eliminate mistrust in order to ensure their own safety to the greatest extent; So ......"
These are words that can stand the test, Fei Lin Tong nodded as he listened, Wang Fugui, Waite and others did not think that there was any hidden mystery in this.
When the word "so" was spoken, Felintong's expression suddenly distorted, as if a layer of haze was cast.
His lips moved several times, and he said in a low voice:
"The more dangerous it is, the more risky it is, as the so-called rebels are the movement of the way......"
PS: Today is the weekend, but I still ask for a monthly pass~
(End of this chapter)