She is not an investigator.

Constantine looked at Igris and handed her her small leather suitcase, which contained nothing but an axe and a change of underwear.

Igris paused for a moment, then looked around at the area near the station.

It's very quiet.

A thin layer of snow could be seen on the streets, probably because someone had been sweeping it, but not often. There were hardly any footprints or traces of people walking on the roads, let alone pedestrians.

Of course, it's also possible that the station's location is simply too remote, which is why there are no people to be seen at all.

"Let's go in and take a look. After all, we can't figure out the specifics without investigating... Let's all work together and be careful."

She looked at Anfer, who was standing to the side. The elderly man, who was clearly somewhat dazed, nodded in agreement with Igris's plan.

Although he still seemed unable to shake off that dream.

The group quickly left the station and headed towards the city center.

They couldn't be sure if something had really happened in the city, but they had to admit that since they entered the city, they hadn't seen a single person on the streets.

The city was like a dead place, silent and lifeless.

Moreover, due to the season, there are hardly any animals to be seen in the city, making it appear even more desolate.

Under these circumstances, the sound of the group walking on the snow became exceptionally loud and noisy.

"Are we just going to wander around the streets like this?"

Finally, Simia couldn't help herself and interrupted their advance.

She glanced at Igris's slightly trembling body and her hands, which were red with cold despite being covered by a cloak.

This place is so close to the Arctic that, naturally, the temperature here is almost on a completely different scale from winter in other places.

Even someone like her, who isn't particularly sensitive to the cold, could clearly feel her body temperature rapidly decreasing, let alone Igris, who was already shivering.

“She’s right. We’d better find a safe place to rest and warm up before considering the next direction of our investigation.”

Anfer looked at Igris and asked for her opinion.

Igris hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

"That's true... Let's find a place to rest first, but I'm not very familiar with this city..."

"It's obvious that familiarity with this place is no longer relevant."

Constantine casually walked to a closed door on the street and banged on it forcefully.

The lack of response only proves that they have not yet encountered any living people.

"We could just find a house on the street and go inside to rest, or we could do something else, what do you think?"

Unbeknownst to them, Igris had become the core of the team, and everyone was subconsciously asking for her opinion.

Even though she wasn't actually good at these things.

"Are we really going to... just barge into a strange house like this?"

However, before Igris could express her opinion, Philina spoke up hesitantly.

“I think…we should find some safer methods instead of randomly barging into places like this.”

"This can no longer be considered trespassing. They no longer have their own owners, so no one will say anything to us."

Constantine remained firm in his opinion, and he also noticed that Igris's physical condition was not good, so naturally, they needed to find a place to rest as soon as possible.

No, you didn't understand what I meant.

Felina shook her head, walked to the window by the street, and looked into the room.

She couldn't see clearly; the glass was dirty, covered in dust, and looked like it hadn't been cleaned in a long time.

“We have just arrived in an unfamiliar city, and it is clear that something has happened here that has caused the residents to voluntarily or involuntarily give up their homes. Therefore, we cannot ignore the possibility that there may be problems with the homes themselves.”

Felina also cares about Igris, but she also hopes that they won't encounter any trouble or danger here.

"Perhaps you're being overly cautious."

"But there's no harm in it...after all, we're not really in a dire situation, are we?"

Constantine was silent for a moment, then nodded helplessly.

"You've convinced me. Forgive my intrusion, but... you're more rational and intelligent than I imagined."

"Thank you."

Philina smiled politely and turned to look at Igris.

"If you feel cold, you can try to get closer to me; my body is quite warm... You can also give me your hand if you need it."

She rubbed her hands together and extended her palm toward Igris.

Igris looked at her slightly reddened palm and politely shook her head.

"It's okay, I can still hold on. Temperature isn't my biggest enemy."

Most people misunderstand her because she has a poor constitution and is sensitive to cold, so her body temperature is always kept at a low level. However, this does not mean that low temperature will have any fatal effect on her.

She's just like any other person; she's simply more prone to feeling cold, not more sensitive to low temperatures or having a lower freezing point.

That's neither realistic nor scientific.

"Perhaps we could go to the police station."

Simia, who was watching the interaction between the two, suddenly spoke up and made a suggestion.

"If nothing unexpected happens in the city, we can find police officers there for help. If there's really no one there, perhaps we can get some useful information through our investigation of the police station."

"That's a good idea."

Anfer nodded, glancing at his carbine.

"Besides, if we're lucky, we'll probably be able to resupply our ammunition there."

"I feel that possibility is quite slim."

After all, if there really is no one left at the police station, then when they leave, they will naturally take most of their important items with them, which naturally includes guns and ammunition.

Even so, the best course of action at present is still to go to the police station to conduct an investigation.

The Gods' Folly - Beyond the World: Chapter Two, Remnants of the Past

Soon, the group arrived near the police station.

Although they didn't know the way very well, luckily they only had to cross one block to see the police station.

As they had expected, there was no one here, absolutely no one.

The police station doors were locked, but a lock of this caliber could hardly protect anything; they were easily breached with a single kick.

Igris and the others then went inside the police station and closed the door that had just been kicked open.

What comes into view is a clean and tidy office area.

The tables were neatly arranged, and although they were dusty, they were still in good order. There were many paper documents on the tables, and Igris even saw a teacup on the table.

The teacup was empty, but it was still covered in dust, probably from some time ago.

"I've almost forgotten when I last came here."

As Anfer sighed, his gaze fell on the most eye-catching decoration in the office area.

A large deer head.

Of course, this is definitely fake; it's just a decoration.

"Are you referring to Frostville, or the police station here?"

Both of them.

Anfer smiled, patted the deer on the head, and then began to search for traces in the surrounding area with the others.

Igris's gaze quickly fell on the paper documents on the table, and the dates on them also caught her eye.

October 3rd, sunny. My neighbor's cat went missing, but I helped her find it. To thank me, she gave me a potted plant. I don't know what kind it is, but I'm still looking forward to seeing it bloom.

"This is... a diary? Why would they print out the contents of a diary...?"

This was indeed very suspicious, and naturally, Igris began to look down again.

[October 2th, overcast. My neighbor died suddenly. Her family told me she had suffered from severe cancer for a long time, it was completely undetectable... I hope she is no longer tormented by the disease in the afterlife. I suggested returning the flowers she gave me to her husband, but he refused. He said he hoped I could cherish and raise her, and this may be my last way of remembering her.]

October 14th, Sunny. It's been a long time since I wrote in my diary. The doctor hoped I could keep it up, so... I did. I really can't think of anything else to write about. Maybe I should record the growth of that potted plant? But it still hasn't shown any signs of life. I'm starting to wonder if I'm doing something wrong with how I'm taking care of it.

October 16th, cloudy. I forgot to write in my diary again yesterday. The doctor is so fierce; he always scolds me for it… But today, that potted plant finally showed some signs of life. The soil in the pot has started to bulge out, and I think it won't be long before I see its new shoots. I can't wait!

October 19th, rain. The doctor left. No one will supervise my daily diary entries anymore. He said he's leaving for a bigger city. I don't know which city he's going to, but I probably won't see him again. Even though I'm usually quite annoyed, thinking about this... makes me a little sad.

[October 20th, Sunny. I remembered to write in my diary today because my neighbor's cat came to visit me. It seems to like me a lot, and I like it a lot too. I wish it could come to play with me every day; I'd be so happy. Oh, by the way, that potted plant still isn't doing anything. I'm starting to wonder if I killed it.]

October 21st, cloudy. My neighbor's cat came again, and it brought me a gift—a little mouse. It sounds a bit… well, I have to admit, it's the second cat to give me a gift; the first was its owner. I have to admit… I miss my neighbor a little.

[October 22nd, Cloudy. Oh my god, I really can't wait to tell everyone this news! That potted plant... I thought it was dead! But when I checked on it this morning, I found it had grown so many leaves! My goodness, how did it grow so big overnight? Nature is truly amazing.]

October 23rd, sunny. The cat came again, bringing another gift: a little mouse. I didn't know how to refuse a cat's kindness... but, oh well, it's just a dead mouse, and I didn't want to disappoint it.

October 25th, cloudy. The weather wasn't great today, but I'm in a good mood. That potted plant has grown a lot again. I have a feeling that it won't be long before it blooms. I really wonder what it will look like when it finally blooms after all this time. I'm kind of looking forward to it.

October 29th, rain. My cat is missing again. This time, I don't know where to find it. It's impossible for it to be in the trash can in front of my house again. I've hired a private investigator, hoping they can help find the poor little guy.

October 31st, sunny. That potted plant is getting taller and taller; it's even getting too big for my room, so I had to move it to the living room. I never imagined it would grow this big. Maybe I should get it a bigger pot?

November 2nd, overcast. I'm starting to regret keeping this plant. It's still growing and getting bigger, but all I see are stems; I can't see any flowers... Maybe I should stop watering or fertilizing it, or just throw it away... I don't know, but I don't really want to keep it anymore.

November 4th, Sunny. The private investigator found a lead on the cat, but they told me the last place the cat was seen was in front of my house, meaning… it came to see me. How could that be? I've never seen it. He's probably lying, but he didn't ask for payment… I don't know, I'm a little uneasy.

[November 6th, sunny. I finally decided to give this flowerpot away. A friend who is interested in botany really cared about this plant that was taller than a person. It will find a better home, and my neighbor probably won't blame me... My friend won't arrive for another two days, and until then, I need to find a bigger pot for it.]

[November 7th, overcast. I...I found the cat. I can't believe it...but I found it, its body...in that flowerpot, and those mice...Oh my god, I feel like throwing up...I finally know what it relied on to grow up. I'm not sure if I can still give this to my friend. I have to think of something.]

November 15th, sunny. I saw its flowers; they were beautiful and lovely. But it should have bloomed more profusely, yet I have nothing left to feed it. They'll find out sooner or later… I don't know what to do.

On the 9th of [Month], please come to find me.

The Gods' Fools - Beyond the World: Chapter Three, The Blocked Signal

"Igris?"

"Ah... what's wrong?"