Doomsday Traveler

Chapter 306 Sick Villages and Well-Being Villages
"Pause."

Lu Xi'an immediately said something.

Yao Wei immediately stopped the car. As if sensing something, she held her breath, listened carefully for a while, and said, "It seems... there's still a little sound..."

Lu Xi'an said, "But it's not in the village, it's outside the village."

"Ah."

As Yao Wei spoke, she called out, "Doggy."

She didn't even need to give a command; the dog understood and replied, "Life form detected ahead, weak signs, no other life forms besides this one."

Lu Xi'an added, "What about the village? Are there any living people or animals in the village? That is, the east side, where people gathered before."

The dog replied, "No living organisms with vital signs were detected within the detection range in this direction."

So they really are all dead?

Lu Xi'an carefully sensed the surroundings again, then took the sniper rifle and climbed onto the roof of the car. He used the scope to observe all directions, and only after confirming that he could not see any living people did he feel a little relieved.

But we must remain vigilant. The deaths here are too suspicious; how could everyone have died so quickly after they left?!
Did someone come here and cause trouble, and then leave, or was there some other reason?
Otherwise... what if an infectious disease suddenly breaks out here and kills all of these people?
While pondering, Lu Xi'an put the sniper rifle back in the car and asked Gouzi again, "Gouzi, are there any viruses in this village? If so, can we resist them with the fungal stones?"

The dog quickly replied: "No live virus was detected within the detection range, so you don't need to use fungal stones."

"That's it..."

Lu Xian nodded.

Was it because the deadly infectious disease virus never existed, or was the virus too virulent, infecting and killing people, thus losing its host and becoming extinct?

However, as long as there are no dangerous people or viruses for them, that's fine.

Lu Xi'an simply put the sniper rifle back in the car, but didn't get in himself. He said from outside the car, "I'll walk ahead and see what's going on. You drive and follow."

"Ah."

Yao Wei nodded in agreement.

So the two of them, one on foot and the other in a car, went on their way.

They continued to circle the village. The village's silence was indeed intriguing, making one want to explore it, but this wasn't a horror movie, and they had no reason to risk their lives for a little curiosity.

Besides, isn't there someone right in front of us? That person is still alive; if there's anything wrong, we might as well ask him.

The two people and their car drove around the village, and sure enough, they saw a person near the Guanhai River, just north of the village.

He was an adult man, an ordinary person living a life of irregular meals, plagued by serious illness, already hunched over and looking extremely old.

He heard the sound of wheels rolling behind him, struggled to turn over, pressed his chin down and looked back, and was suddenly startled, retreating in shock and screaming "Ahhh!"

It seemed that it was so scared that it couldn't even speak, and could only keep saying "ah ah ah".

Lu Xi'an had seen something like this before, so he immediately understood—

Someone came here before and killed everyone in the village.
Neither he nor Yao Wei stopped. In that man's eyes, the man and the car seemed like a gigantic monster with its gaping maw, about to crush him.

"Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!"

The desperate wails grew increasingly shrill and out of tune.

Lu Xi'an stopped, and Yao Wei also stopped her car.

Lu Xi'an comforted her, "Don't be afraid, we mean no harm."

The person stopped yelling "Ahhh!" but continued to back away, panting heavily and struggling to catch their breath.

Lu Xi'an then asked, "Has the Sick Village been visited before? Did the visitors kill everyone in the Sick Village? How did you escape?"

The man still looked panicked and hurriedly retreated. He seemed like a primitive man who couldn't understand human speech, and Lu Xi'an couldn't communicate with him at all.

He had retreated to the edge of the bridge, and the end of the broken bridge was right in front of him.

Seeing this, he simply ignored Lu Xi'an and the car, flipped himself over, turned in a different direction, and crawled toward the bridge.

Compared to the end of the broken bridge, the riverbank next to the bridge is closer.

Seeing this, Lu Xi'an sighed, leaped past the man, and blocked his way.

"Are you planning to jump into the river? The current narrows down below. If you jump in from here, it will be a dry riverbed. You might fall to your death before you even reach the bottom."

Lu Xi'an squatted down and said, "I'm asking you questions properly, I don't intend to kill you. But if you don't answer my questions, I don't mind sending you on your way."

Unable to move forward, his face turned pale, and he finally spoke in a trembling voice: "Please...please spare me..."

It's still as if they can't understand human speech, and can't communicate...

Some people are like that; you say your piece, he says his, and because they are controlled by their emotions, they completely ignore what you say.

Before Lu Xi'an transmigrated, he had encountered people like this before. Knowing that talking to him politely was useless, he sighed, drew the small knife he always carried, and pressed the tip of the knife against the man's forehead. The man immediately held his breath, seemingly finally calming down.

Seeing this, Lu Xi'an asked, "I'll ask you a question, and you answer it. Otherwise, I'll use this knife to send you to your death."

The man seemed to want to nod, but fearing the knife in Lu Xi'an's hand, he didn't dare to. However, judging from his eyes, Lu Xi'an was certain that the man had agreed.

So Lu Xi'an asked the first question: "What kind of people came to the village? How many were there? How were the villagers killed?"

The man stammered, "Yes...yes...we didn't see any people, only many spotted yellow dogs."

"Some people say that it is controlled by type C."

As he said this, he suddenly burst into tears, crying out, "The main problem is that they're taking this place back too, leaving us no way to live! We were just waiting to die here anyway, we weren't bothering anyone!"

"Why won't you forgive us, Lord! Why won't you forgive us!"

Seeing that his emotions were about to flare up again, Lu Xi'an gently pushed the knife forward a little.

A red dot appeared on the person's forehead, and as if sensing the pain, the person finally calmed down, and the crying stopped abruptly.

Lu Xi'an then asked his second question: "When did those Dalmatians arrive and when did they leave?"

The man answered honestly, "I...I don't know, but...but it should have been two days. I came two days ago, and I left two days ago as well."

"I lay there for two days, not daring to move... It must have been two days. It got dark twice, I think I remember correctly..."

So he was a Type C Newtype, and after killing people here, he left two days ago?
In short, it shouldn't be a Type A new human. Or rather, among those who came here, there weren't any Type A new humans.

With the hearing of the Type A new humans, at such close range, it would be useless for an ordinary person to hide.

If a Type A new human listens carefully, they can hear the person's heartbeat and breathing.

Of course, this is on the premise that you listen carefully.

Also, the time two days ago doesn't match the time when they observed that red dot. I wonder if it's related to the red dot they saw before.

Thinking of this, Lu Xi'an asked, "Were you in the village about nine or ten days ago?"

The man nodded and said, "Yes. I had just recovered from my illness and was resting in the village at that time."

Lu Xi'an asked, "Did you see any new humans back then? That is, the Lord?"

The man shook his head blankly, indicating that he had never seen it before.

"..."

Lu Xi'an remained silent for a moment.

So, when he and Yao Wei saw that red dot enter the disease village from the car, the new humans that the red dot represented did not appear, right?

Lu Xi'an then asked, "If it were a spotted yellow dog, how did you survive? Dogs have such a keen sense of smell, how could you dodge a dog's nose?"

"I...I don't know..."

Afraid that Lu Xi'an wouldn't believe him, the man spoke urgently again, his emotions threatening to erupt, "I...I ran out, hid in the bushes, and didn't dare move. Nobody came looking for me. Nobody really came looking for me."

“Everyone else is dead, only I am alive. I only dared to move today. I was lying there, eating grass when I was hungry, but I only dared to eat small bites of grass... As soon as I moved, I bumped into you all…”

He kept rambling on and on, I don't know what he wanted to say.

Lu Xi'an let out a soft breath, put away the knife, stood up, and said, "Alright, I've finished asking. I apologize for pointing the knife at you."

The man was completely taken aback when Lu Xi'an apologized to him. He was stunned and stared at Lu Xi'an with wide eyes in disbelief.

—But his eyes were too small, and now he was too weak to open them wide.

Lu Xi'an was used to such looks and didn't pay any attention to them.

The people in this world don't seem to believe that the new humans would be kind to ordinary people. Those who gave him the "good guy" card also sounded somewhat incredulous when they did so.

Lu Xi'an said, "You shouldn't stay here. Quickly go somewhere else."

"The Type C new human you mentioned came here specifically to kill people, so they probably don't intend to leave any survivors. If they come again, you're dead."

"Okay! Okay! Thank you! Thank you!"

The man thanked him repeatedly, and then pleaded, "Excuse me...excuse me, could you please move aside? I can't jump from here."

Lu Xi'an was puzzled: "You barely survived, why did you jump into the river?"

The man remained silent, as if he had some secret he couldn't tell Lu Xi'an.

Lu Xi'an took out the knife again, but before he could even hold it to the man's forehead, the man was terrified and confessed:
“I only survived by jumping in; if I didn’t, I would have died. It’s a common saying in the village that if someone from the sick village is about to die or has recovered, jumping into the river will allow them to float downstream to the village of the recovered.

“We are sick people. If we go anywhere else, no one will want us, and we will surely die. I am cured now, and the only way to survive is to go to the village where the sick have recovered.”

(End of this chapter)