Decaying World

Chapter 192, Radiation IV

As he gazed at the rapidly approaching sea of ​​fog below, Lin Hui kept recalling the information he had obtained from Hong Ling and the others.

The Blood Ancestor and the Mist Man both achieved their growth by devouring powerful individuals.

'Looking at it this way, what the people from the Benevolent Cult said about me being watched by those in the inner city... Could it be someone at the Blood Ancestor level, trying to nurture me, waiting for me to grow, and then devouring my power in the future?'

This guess flashed through Lin Hui's mind.

The more he thought about it, the more likely it seemed.

The more I think about it, the stronger my sense of crisis becomes.

'No, we need to go back and immediately find a fog-free area further away to serve as a second backup safe base.'

The moth-cart was flying much faster than when it had entered.

About half an hour later.

After parking the moth cart at the flight point where they had departed, Lin Hui spoke with the person in charge of the flight point for a while, paid a month's care fee, and then returned to Qingfeng Temple.

Besides gaining a lot of knowledge during this trip to the city, his real gain was acquiring the special effect of being averse to wind disasters.

Considering that there might be top figures in the inner city watching him, Lin Hui could no longer suppress his sense of crisis, so he put on his four-faced mask and headed straight for the fog zone.

This time, he decided to test the limits of his wind-disaster affinity and his own strength, and then go to the fog-free area around Tuyue to find a suitable fog-free ruin.

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Lin House.

Lin Shunhe looked at the reply from the organization in his hand, his expression somewhat grim.

"Master, what does the letter say?" Old Du asked in a low voice from the side.

"I've been told to be patient. This is a critical period. The black fog has blocked the passage between cities, and the corrosive power outside will be greatly enhanced during this time. The monsters will also become much stronger. We'll decide whether to send an envoy to deal with this matter after this period has passed," Lin Shunhe replied in a low voice.

"The Black-Faced Lord wants you to pretend you don't know," Old Master Du sighed.

"..." Lin Shunhe silently released the power of the evil weapon, and a black shadow suddenly flashed in his hand, swallowing the letter.

"Master," Old Master Du quickly reminded him.

“I know, I understand. We went through the same thing before. There’s still a settlement allowance for Old Zhao’s family that hasn’t been paid yet. I’ll go check on them. Now that Old Zhao is gone, it’s just them, a widow and her child, left to fend for themselves,” Lin Shunhe said in a low voice.

This is already the tenth missing person case in the town in just one month. I thought it would end with one or two more, but this time it's completely different. The continuous disappearances are like they're really going after one place.

What's even stranger is that despite so many people disappearing, hardly anyone in the town is discussing it. The government has packaged these disappearances as other accidental disappearances, completely covering up the commonalities among all the cases.

Lin Shunhe instructed Old Du to watch over the house for him for the time being, while he took a few people out and walked through several blocks to a farmland on the edge of the suburbs.

The small courtyard in the field is square and grayish-white, with three rooms built inside. This is Old Zhao's house.

Old Zhao was one of the leaders of his caravan. He was kind and loyal, and many people liked him, including Lin Shunhe. He and Old Zhao were also card-playing buddies who often played together.

But now.
Amidst the dark green and yellowing fields, Lin Shunhe led his people along the country path toward the courtyard.

call.

Suddenly, a gentle breeze blew by.

Lin Shunhe and the three people following behind him stopped abruptly, their movements as if a pause button had been pressed, and they instantly froze.

Not only them, but the surrounding fields, within a radius of hundreds of meters, were completely still at this moment, like a movie that had been paused.

Whizzing.

In mid-air, two handsome men and women dressed in white robes with gold trim passed over Lin Shunhe and his two companions and headed straight for the small courtyard in the fields.

The two landed lightly on the muddy ground outside the courtyard gate.

"This is the place. I chatted with the man of this house on the street last time, and he told me that there have always been long-lived people in his family, and one of them even lived to be over 100 years old. He said that the people in his family are all very healthy and strong-willed, which is why they live so long."

The man in the group smiled and explained.

"And what is the truth?" The woman had soft, waist-length blonde hair, skin that glowed white, and eyes that were as black as two black holes.

"The truth is, he wasn't lying. I dug out his heart, examined it, and then absorbed his lifespan—it was indeed close to a hundred years. So, as soon as I found a high-quality resource, I brought you here first to enjoy it," the man laughed.

"You've eaten all the best stuff, what use am I?" the woman said impatiently.

"How could that be? There's a child in this family too. He's only four or five years old, which is the prime of his life. If you absorb this, it will definitely make your skin smoother," the man said with a smile.

"Alright then. Let's give it a try. Ever since someone absorbed the resources of a 150-year-old, more and more nobles have been coming to this town. It's quite impressive that you were able to find such good resources."

The woman nodded reluctantly, agreeing with this statement.

The two pushed open the door and entered. The locked wooden door seemed like a piece of paper to them, breaking with the slightest touch.

Soon, about a few minutes later, two figures flew out of the courtyard, each grabbing one large and one small person in their hands.

The larger one was a woman, Old Zhao's wife. The smaller one was a child, a little girl, wearing a light green cotton coat and with two little braids.

All living things around were unable to see this scene because they had temporarily lost consciousness.

Only Lin Shunhe.

He witnessed the whole thing.

Because he joined the Benevolent Heart Sect, he came into contact with many of the sect's experts who entered and exited the inner city, so he knew what kind of power had immobilized him just now.

That's the application of dispersing and expanding the range of virtual force!

It also involved a wide range of applications of mental techniques. The man and woman were at least high-level priests. They could also absorb the lifespan of others, something Lin Shunhe had heard of before—the nobles of the Moon Tower's inner city could devour people's lifespans. He never expected to witness this scene firsthand at this moment.

Lin Shunhe stood still, motionless.
His fists clenched slowly and unconsciously.

Old Zhao's disappearance was previously speculated to be due to other reasons, but now it seems that the nobles of the Inner City Moon Tower learned that his family had a longevity constitution, so they took the initiative to come, capture people, dig out their hearts, and devour their lifespan.

Even after discovering that Old Zhao's treatment was effective, these former noble bloodlines didn't hesitate for a moment; they immediately flew over and seized Old Zhao's wife and daughter.
Lin Shunhe wanted to make a move, but he was forcibly suppressed by that illusory force, and also suppressed by his inner worry that he would ruin the organization's plans.

By the time he actually decided to take action, the person had already been arrested.
"Huh? Master, why did you suddenly stop?" Only then did the attendant behind him ask in confusion.

"It's nothing." Lin Shunhe had seen this situation many times before and knew that they would no longer have any memory of what had just happened.

The things those two noble bloodlines did were so great that, aside from him, it was extremely difficult for those of lower strength to even discover their existence, let alone remember them.
Looking at the empty courtyard not far away, Lin Shunhe stopped in his tracks, a strange anger rising and surging within him.

"Let's go back," he said softly.

"Master, aren't we going to Old Zhao's house?" one of the henchmen asked in confusion.

"No need to go, it seems no one's home," Lin Shunhe said calmly. He had a daughter, Lin Xiaoliu, whose clumsy yet adorable figure would circle around him every day, calling him "Daddy" in a sweet voice.

He loved Lin Xiaoliu very much, so when he saw the chubby little girl from the Zhao family being taken away by the original blood nobles, his anger almost reached its peak.

But his strength, his strength alone, was far too limited. The organization kept telling him to endure. But this wasn't the first time.

He's already endured it more than once. How long will he keep putting up with it?

He had asked the Black-Faced Lord a while ago.

But no reply was received.

'Perhaps, relying solely on others was my mistake from the very beginning,' Lin Shunhe closed his eyes, feeling the raging fire within him.

'I have to do something.'

He said this to himself.

If nothing is done, he will go crazy sooner or later if things continue like this.

'Anyway, the outer city has always been chaotic. If the original bloodline comes to arrest people, one or two of them will die here.' For some reason, an extremely dangerous thought arose in Lin Shunhe's mind.

He himself could not hunt down the original blood nobles, but he knew who could. As the head of a branch of the Benevolent Cult, although he did not concern himself with military force, he could easily mobilize it by finding some excuse.

He wasn't unaware that he was playing with fire, but when he thought back to those who had gone missing, those brothers he had spent so much time with, he felt a surge of anger.
Lin Shunhe knew that he would try no matter what!
If something happens to me, with Liu Wujun's connections, my family is unlikely to be implicated.

At worst, I'll just risk my life to get out.

At this moment, Lin Shunhe seemed to have returned to his youth, squatting outside the South Ninth Gate, and seeing the Wanfu Meat being transported out for the first time.

That urge to do something, to accomplish something, and to seek ultimate peace of mind—it felt so familiar.

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Fog-filled area, Yuhai.

The jade-green ocean surged and churned beneath the mist.

"My lord, please have mercy and spare us!!"

On a black cargo ship that had just docked at the shore, the sails had been lowered, and most of the crew members were lying on the ground, already lifeless.

The captain, a bearded man from the Blue-Eyed Python Clan, was weeping desperately, kneeling on the ground, and kowtowing repeatedly to a man standing on the deck.

"We really have no valuables. This is just a refugee boat, full of people from Xingdao. We've run out of food on the way. Sir, please have mercy and let us go. We promise to offer you our lifelong blessings when we get back!"

The captain's words had no effect on the man.

He was dressed in a white robe with gold trim, and at that moment he seemed to be gazing at the distant scenery of the Jade Sea. It seemed as if he could see the seascape through the mist.

"You're making a bit of a nuisance."

The man remained expressionless, lowered his head, and glanced at the captain.

"My lord!" The captain trembled and hurriedly called out.

But the conversation had barely begun.

puff!
He exploded instantly, like a balloon being punctured by a needle. He completely broke down.

Countless fragments of flesh, clothing, and bones flew and scattered into the mist, falling into the Jade Sea and being swallowed by the seawater.

"Husband!!" Upon seeing this, the cabin door opened, and a pretty young woman rushed out with tears streaming down her face, frantically rushing towards the captain's position.

"Hmm? This woman is quite pretty. I didn't find anything on this trip, so I might as well take her back as a gift for my younger brother." The man was immediately tempted by the woman's good looks and figure.

He immediately raised his hand and pointed at the woman.

An invisible force descended, instantly freezing the woman in place, rendering her unable to move.

"I'm off. I guess this trip was somewhat fruitful." The man leaped into the air, using a point of white light formed by his inner energy as leverage, and gracefully returned to Tu Yue.

They had only just jumped onto the shore.

Suddenly, a man in white robes carrying a sword emerged abruptly from the mist on the shore.

The man wore four masks, and his black hair was tied up high, reaching down to his waist.

Despite the foggy area, his movements were as if he were taking a stroll, unhurried and leisurely.

Lin Hui was searching for the ruins of the fog-free zone.

(End of this chapter)