At three o'clock in the afternoon, the car didn't come.
Zhou Jinru's heart sank to the bottom little by little. The car that was originally scheduled to arrive at three o'clock was actually late.
…
It’s 4:30 in the afternoon, the sun is setting in the sky, and the car hasn’t come yet, and it probably won’t come today.
Zhou Jinru looked desperate. He didn't expect such a rare thing to happen to him.
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At six o'clock in the evening, an old metal-clad car slowly parked at the station. It was hard to imagine that even in the era when Victoria still used horse-drawn carriages to pull goods, Iberia actually had internal combustion cars.
"We can't leave today. There was some trouble on the road. The car has no fuel. We can't leave until the carriage with fuel arrives tomorrow."
It's over.
This is what Zhou Jinru thinks in his heart. If people don't leave people alone, nature will leave them alone. He can't leave even if he wants to.
When I returned to the hotel, I happened to meet the historian, who looked surprised: "Why haven't you left yet?"
"The carriage I rented was not repaired. The car that was supposed to arrive at three o'clock was late, had no fuel, and broke down at the station. I couldn't walk into the wilderness with my legs."
I don’t know why, historians feel a little sympathetic to this poor man...
"You must remember to return to the room now. No matter who is outside, do not open the door or window. It is best to go to bed directly and sleep until dawn before leaving."
What you said makes me not at ease at all.
Could something terrible happen to this town?
"Okay, don't think so much, just sleep and you'll be fine."
The short-haired historian reassured him and went out alone.
Zhou Jinru made a special trip to the garage before coming back and found that Carloder's carriage had not been repaired yet. The reason was that the axle was broken. A suitable replacement had not been found yet and it would have to wait until tomorrow to repair it.
After the landlady heard about his experience, she simply repeated the words of the historian: don't leave the room, don't open the door or open the window.
Zhou Jinru followed the good and followed the flow.
He looked out at the faint fog. It was an inland city, and it was still in the plains. Fog was a very rare thing, but it was commonplace in Cape Haas.
Staying alone in the room, sitting quietly by the bed, Zhou Jinru fully developed his emotional perception, covering the road outside the window.
He was letting himself go when he suddenly discovered that, at some point, there were many more sources of emotions on the street, and the number was still increasing.
During the day, you can't see many people at all, but at night, they all take to the streets. What are these people going to do?
Forget it, don’t go out.
Just as he was thinking this, he heard heavy footsteps coming from the stairs at the door of the room, and someone was knocking on the door.
Bang bang bang!
There was a rough knock on the door.
A plain voice came: "It's time to eat, come out to eat."
Zhou Jinru said nothing, sitting like a stone, indifferent to the knock on the door.
After a few seconds, the footsteps faded away, and the same mechanical voice repeated what he had just said. Since other rooms were empty, there was no response.
Before leaving, the other party whispered: "It's time to eat, it's time to eat, fresh meat, it's time to eat."
After a long time, Zhou Jinru opened his eyes and found that his mountain skills were being highlighted, which meant that something was trying to affect his spirit.
"It's probably not about me."
From the previous performances of others, he could vaguely guess something.
Fresh meat?
It was a normal sentence, but when Zhou Jinru heard it, it felt a bit creepy.
"Mimicry skills, mimicry, let me try it."
He began to imitate the boss lady he had come into contact with. Since it was his first attempt, the effect of the imitation was not good. After two more attempts, he was finally able to make the imitation look real.
Quietly, when you go out and walk down the stairs, you can see the shadows of people in the dark night and many local people wandering the streets.
The source of these people's emotions is similar to the state of the previous boss lady. They have lost their personal emotions and their most basic reason.
"Eat meat, eat meat, eat meat..."
Almost everyone was whispering about eating meat, and the voices overlapped and buzzed, echoing in the deep dark night, which could scare the faint of heart.
Even though Zhou Jinru had a big heart, he was also frightened and his scalp was numb.
From time to time, the swaying bodies of locals bumped into him. Thanks to his mimicry skills, he was able to blend in among them and follow them without being discovered.
What is this place?
The scene in front of me didn't know when it changed, and the sound of crashing waves could be heard in my ears, one after another.
With their legs stepping into the cold sea water, which gradually covered their knees, the Cape Hassians gathered here raised their hands one after another, as if they were embracing something, and even their indifferent expressions began to become pious.
Since Zhou Jinru used mimicry skills to simulate the state of the locals, and he had no piety at all, he had no idea what was going on with them.
"Woo..."
A low sound came again, like a whale call from under the deep sea. It was long, deep, and struck the soul directly. An indescribable loneliness enveloped the heart, making people unable to help but worship the great existence.
The water flows slowly, the sea shrinks, away from their legs, a black figure gradually emerges, making a pious voice: "The Lord has brought you food, fresh flesh and blood, which can alleviate your desire."
Plop.
A cloth bag was thrown on the beach, with only his head exposed. Zhou Jinru took a closer look and saw that it was the historian who had left earlier.
How come she was caught and turned into food for the mind-controlled locals?
Zhou Jinru was speechless for a moment, and then suddenly remembered something. In addition to the historians who delivered the goods, were there other unlucky people who were eaten by the locals in Cape Haas?
When he saw the locals next to him showing their teeth, an ominous premonition flashed through his heart.
The black figure said in a low voice: "There is a mouse among us!"
Sure enough, it was discovered.
Everyone else can show their teeth, but I strictly wear a mask...
Just when Zhou Jinru thought the secret was revealed, a thunderbolt suddenly struck the black shadow.
A figure hidden in the crowd lifted up her cloak and wore a striking uniform. A medium-sized woman with light green hair stepped forward and swung the stabbing sword in her hand forward. Another thunderbolt swept over and hit the unconscious historian. By her side, she chased away those who tried to get close to her.
Zhou Jinru only glanced at it and found that it was still Sakota with a halo of light.
"Evil will eventually be punished!"
Click!
A thick bolt of lightning fell from the sky, with a huge force, much higher than the so-called thunder method.
But the surrounding natives rushed over, and if these people were not attacked, Sakota would soon be overrun.
"God will protect the devout believers!"
Bang!
A circle of light erupted from Sakota's side, instantly knocking away the approaching locals.
