Gao Wu: After transforming into a soft girl, I became a calamity?

Jiang Mian followed Gao Hong deeper into the area and finally landed in front of a camp.

Although she could find this place directly through her senses, there was a free guide, so why not take advantage of it? She could even skip the access control.

Unlike other camps, the tents here are mostly uniformly military green, and there are fully armed soldiers coming and going around them.

"This temporary headquarters... is quite simple and unpretentious?"

"Heh, resources are tight. The battle group has a special structure, with all members being awakened. We can grit our teeth and hold on, no problem."

Gao Hong gave a brief reply and led Jiang Mian into the camp.

Jiang Mian looked around. If nothing unexpected happened, Wangchuan should have been moved to Base City No. 1 long ago.

But she caught a whiff of Shen Qiuyu's presence and happened to be passing by, so she decided to say hello and also see what the real situation was.

"Gao Tuan!"

When the soldiers along the way saw Gao Hong, they all saluted, but their eyes all turned to Jiang Mian.

However, they only glanced at it once before looking away.

After Gao Hong and Jiang Mian had walked away, faint whispers of discussion arose around them.

"The patient with the disease?"

"Hmm, pretty much it!"

"How could a person with a medical condition openly walk through the main entrance? And Gao Tuan even guided her there?"

"Not only that! Look at Gao Tuan's expression and movements, he's just as reserved as if he were in front of a high-ranking leader!"

"Perhaps it's due to some connections from above? After all..."

Such speculations abound. Some, like this person, guessed that Jiang Mian had a powerful background, while others speculated that she might be one of the few patients whose stage 6 disease had stabilized.

Of course, because of her appearance, there are some darker speculations.

The sound came from the wind like the buzzing of a mosquito, and both of them were of high level and could hear it clearly.

Jiang Mian remained expressionless and continued forward on his own.

Gao Hong seemed a little uncomfortable. He cleared his throat and stood behind her, trying to explain:

"Ahem, senior, they—"

"fine."

Jiang Mian glanced at him sideways.

"It's only human nature."

Gao Hong's heart skipped a beat under her gaze, but he still forced himself to speak:

"Senior, you must have been a patient yourself, right?"

Jiang Mian raised an eyebrow but didn't say anything, her eyes clearly saying, "Is that even a question?"

Gao Hong scratched his head, and seeing that she didn't seem angry or impatient, he continued:

"Sorry, their behavior was a bit lacking. Lately, the security issues caused by the infected individuals have been really frustrating..."

The security bureaus and containment bureaus in the major base cities were already short-staffed, and even with the addition of these warbands, the situation would remain the same.

When those infected individuals meet again, it's like a snowball rolling downhill; once someone raises their voice, it quickly attracts a large group of infected individuals.

In their eyes, it's about sticking together for warmth.

But in the eyes of the authorities, it's a case of gathering crowds to cause trouble!

This escalated the conflict between the two sides.

At this time, Jiang Mian's swaggering entry into the battle group headquarters as a patient naturally caused a stir.

Gao Hong apologized repeatedly until Jiang Mian frowned slightly, clearly showing some impatience, before he finally felt relieved.

However, Jiang Mian glanced back at the strange looks around her, put her hands behind her back, and a faint shadow appeared from her fingertips.

Some soldiers and staff felt a chill on their necks, as if they had been stung by something, but when they touched them, there was nothing there.

After finishing, Jiang Mian withdrew the shadow power from his fingertips.

She holds grudges quite a bit!

In situations where information is opaque, it is normal for healthy individuals and those with illnesses to experience friction due to distrust.

However, this is not a reason for them to attack her without cause.

Jiang Mian made targeted marks on certain foul-mouthed people, guaranteeing them a good dream that night, just like when she fought tentacles in her dream.

Hopefully they can pass the level smoothly, otherwise they'll have to experience some embarrassing play.

However, the current situation within the core circle inevitably made Jiang Mian fall into deep thought.

The reason why the authorities don't fully disclose the secrets of the apocalyptic crisis is quite simple:

Even if people know there is a solution, many will still act irrationally due to distrust.

If someone were to investigate thoroughly and uncover the root of the crisis, they might come into contact with [Chaos] and become the second Yun Ling.

At this critical juncture, if another hidden traitor were to emerge, the situation would become extremely dire, as there's no telling when they might betray us.

Therefore, everything concerning the new world, including her specific information, was kept tightly under wraps.

Look, this guy next to me is already at level seven, but he still knows almost nothing about her.

"?"

Gao Hong noticed Jiang Mian's subtle movements, but didn't dare ask her what she was doing.

Even if Jiang Mian wanted to kill someone, he couldn't stop him.

This person is, after all, someone in charge; they probably wouldn't do anything excessive, right?

Jiang Mian walked ahead with his hands behind his back, clearly unaware of what Gao Hong was thinking.

As the two passed an inconspicuous tent, a loud roar suddenly erupted from inside, reaching their ears word for word:

"If you ask me, all those infected should be dragged out and shot! Let's see if they still cause trouble!"

"not good!"

Gao Hong felt a sense of foreboding, but before he could make a move, Jiang Mian stepped into the tent.

He hurriedly followed, but his feet seemed to be glued to the ground, his steps became heavier and heavier, and even his body was firmly restricted by a pressure.

"Damn it! This is bad!"

……

Inside the tent, several men who appeared to be military officers were discussing something around a square table.

The most vocal of them all was a middle-aged man in a black uniform. He was burly, had a loud voice, and was clearly not someone to be trifled with.

"Commander Hu, you can't say that."

The other person lowered their voice and tried to persuade him to calm down.

"As emphasized above, those with lesions are also citizens, as long as they don't get out of control—"

"Snapped!"

The man known as "Commander Hu" slammed his hand on the table, interrupting him.

"Citizens? To me, they're nothing but a scourge in human skin!"

"Even if things are normal now, they'll eventually spiral out of control! Keeping them around is just asking for trouble; they should have been eliminated long ago!"

The man tried to speak several times, but Commander Hu forcibly interrupted him each time.

"Since I was sent here, I have to follow my rules."

A cold smile curled at the corner of his lips.

"First, send men to surround District 171, claiming it's for their safety. If they dare to make a move, they'll be labeled a mob!"

"this……"

Upon hearing this, everyone hesitated.

Area 171 is the largest special resettlement area closest to headquarters, and it is also the core area they are responsible for.

It's full of infected people huddled together; it could explode at the slightest provocation.

The various regions already need to exchange resources; if they had done this earlier, wouldn't it have been blatantly cutting off their livelihood?

But Hu's actions seemed reasonable, and they had no reason to stop him.

The Northern Legion's high-ranking combat forces were mostly stationed on the periphery of "Changming," with only a small number remaining to guard the area.

Take their regimental commander, Gao Hong, for example.

However, he usually patrols outside and doesn't spend much time at headquarters.

The people present were responsible for resettling the disaster victims, and their positions and abilities were generally not very high. They were completely overshadowed by this parachuted commander.

In front of Commander Gao, Commander Hu always appeared kind and approachable.

But as soon as he's not around, it immediately reverts to its original form.

This Commander Hu's original name was Hu Zhihui. It is said that a few months ago, his whole family died in the riots of the infected people, clearly indicating that he had a blood feud with the infected people.

I don't know what the leaders of Base City No. 4 were thinking, sending this kind of person to be in charge of the placement of the diseased patients.

Isn't this just pure mischief?

If something really goes wrong, he can just pack up and leave, and even report a victory for suppressing a riot, leaving them to clean up the mess themselves!

"What, you have a problem with that?"

Hu Zhihui glanced around and, seeing that no one spoke, nodded in satisfaction.

"Then do as I say..."

"I have a problem with that."

A cold female voice came from the doorway.

Everyone turned to look at the doorway, where a tall figure with two horns on his head, white hair, and colorful eyes stared at them expressionlessly.

"A patient with a disease?!"