Zhang Lang recalled that Lao Mo did once say that Altar No. 12 was destroyed only after encountering a Yin tribe team, and the one who defeated them was a newcomer!
"What's that guy's name? Do you have more detailed information?"
"I only know that his name is Amok, and he comes from the third altar of the Yin tribe. As for other information, I am not very clear." Wang Defa advised: "Brother hunter, I know that you are very strong, even as good as some of the Shen tribe. Altar leader. But I still hope that you will not be exposed in front of the major races. After all, the Shen tribe is relatively weak. If other races know that you are a newcomer with unlimited potential, it will inevitably lead to targeted assassinations. By then, even if the entire I’m afraid the Shen clan doesn’t have the ability to support you…”
"If I were you, I would definitely choose to lie dormant for a while, and then consider other things when I have enough strength!"
Zhang Lang nodded: "Thank you for your advice, I know it well."
After chatting for a while, they said goodbye to Wang Defa and returned to the hotel.
Here, Zhang Lang explained that he had to leave to do something the next day and could not go back with them. He also asked Gu Shushu to ask for leave from the school for him if he could not go back on Monday.
With the precedent of Zhang Lang getting sick in accidents before, the school shouldn't make things too difficult for him.
Several people were curious about what Zhang Lang was going to do, but he didn't say anything. He just told them to deal with a small problem and it could be solved in two or three days at most.
After a night of silence, Zhang Lang left the hotel early the next morning and came to the airport.
People from Yingjian Group had been waiting here for a long time and helped Zhang Lang check in.
While waiting to go through the formalities, Zhang Lang got bored and took out yesterday's information and took a look at it. He unexpectedly discovered that on the page of dispatched team members, there was only information about four people...
How is this going? Zhang Lang remembered that when he watched it yesterday, there should be eight people, right?
Just as the staff came over after completing the formalities, Zhang Lang stopped him and asked: "How many people did you send to Sanqi Town before?"
"Four." The staff seemed very surprised by his question, and pointed at the information in Zhang Lang's hand and said, "Aren't they all here?"
While speaking, the staff member blinked: "No, I remembered it wrong, it should be three...eh? Why are there four people on this document? Is it a misprint?" As he said that, he pointed at the document One of the people said: "There should be no such person... By the way, who is he? Is there such a person in the organization?"
Zhang Lang frowned slightly and didn't say much. He just took the ticket, said goodbye to the confused staff, and walked into the customs alone.
Obviously, the four people who disappeared before, as well as the one person who the staff pointed out did not exist, have been obliterated. All evidence of their existence in this world, including people's memories of them, has been erased.
The latest purge occurred just now when the staff changed their story. If it weren't for Zhang Lang holding it in his hands, the person's information on this report would have been erased.
Will be erased from existence. This is information that Zhang Lang knew before. What really makes him feel strange is that the ASEAN branch of the dignified Broken Sword should have the ability to resist reality modification to a certain extent. Otherwise, there is no way to confirm the five thousand list of people.
This ability will definitely be used on the team sent to Sanqi Town. In other words, if someone in that team is killed, the Broken Sword should be aware of it. But now, there are only two people left out of the eight, and he hasn't received any reminder yet. This can only mean that the evil spirit in that town has become stronger!
It may be that it has devoured too many people to achieve a qualitative transformation, or it may be that it has devoured psykers. Its power has been further strengthened, and it can even deceive the Broken Sword's detection.
The situation is not good. Zhang Lang still remembers the person the staff member pointed to. After excluding it, there should be three left on the paper, one of which is Matsumoto Konono.
His teammate's life is quite good, but if this continues, he may not be able to survive for long. Although they had no friendship, they were teammates anyway, so Zhang Lang still hoped to save her.
Thinking of this, he took out his gloves and put them on while waiting for the flight, trying not to touch the information as much as possible. In this way, he will not affect the changes in the data and can monitor the team's movements to a certain extent.
In this way, Zhang Lang kept staring at the information, and just as he was waiting to get on the plane and prepare to take off, another name disappeared...
There are two left, Matsumoto is still alive!
Zhang Lang frowned. Donghai City is only more than a thousand kilometers away from the main island of Yingzhou, and it is only more than an hour's flight away.
The airport where the plane landed was Aiyu City Airport, which was only more than 20 kilometers away from Sanqi Town. There were mountain roads in between. Once there, Zhang Lang could use his Scud to gallop through the mountains and forests and reach Sanqi Town in minutes.
Hey guys, hold on, I'm almost there.
While Zhang Lang's plane was flying in the sky, something terrible was happening in Sanqi Town, Aiyu County, Yingzhou Island.
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Sanqi Store is the only commercial plaza in Sanqi Town. Although it is not big, it is the main place for leisure consumption for the residents of the town. It happened to be the weekend, so the mall was bustling with people coming and going.
In the fast food restaurant on the first floor, a beautiful female high school student was sitting at the window seat, holding a cup of milk tea in her hand and sipping it silently.
Opposite the restaurant, several boys who looked like high school students were chatting. Suddenly, one of them noticed and pointed in the direction of the female high school student and said something, and the others also focused their attention.
A few people joked for a while, and one of them, a handsome boy with yellow hair, stood up, confidently walked to the opposite side of the female high school student, leaned on the back of the seat, and gave her a hearty smile.
"Are you alone, young lady? Your uniform is not from Kuwazaki High School, are you a transfer student?"
The female high school student didn't even look at him and said coldly: "You'd better not have anything to do with me."
"Don't be so cold!" The boy sat down opposite the girl in a familiar manner: "You are so cute, you must have many suitors. Can you give me a chance?"
As he said that, he actually reached out and grabbed the girl's hand.
The girl frowned slightly and raised her hand to avoid it.
But who knows, the boy took advantage of the situation and grabbed the girl's mobile phone on the table: "Wow, it's the latest MXphone 9th generation. The phone case is so cute. You are from a big city, so..."
Halfway through the words, the boy suddenly froze, with a horrified look on his face, sweat dripping from his forehead, and his eyes fixed on the girl... more precisely, staring at the blank space behind the girl.
