But Su Mingan could freely adjust his field of vision. In this eye, he also saw himself looking at him.

At the same time, he also saw the light gradually appearing in his eyes that was different from before.

The red glow, in the shape of an arrow, points firmly to the south.

Red represents danger.

Looking at this level of light, it looks like a big crisis.

……south.

He remembered that he was now at the entrance of the town, the entrance of the town in the north.

Does the south mean...

He suddenly realized that it seemed too quiet outside during the day.

He climbed to the ground and looked towards the town. Sure enough, he couldn't see anyone, not even new car marks. Light snow was floating in the sky, making it eerily quiet.

He opened the door and walked towards the town. The bungalows on both sides were very quiet, not even the three or two coughs that should have been heard. There was no smoke from the chimney, and even the sound of stepping on the snow was only his own.

But soon, he saw a group of patrolling soldiers. They were wearing iron armor and were fully armed. At first glance, they looked like they should not be in the town.

They seemed to be looking for someone, violently opening doors and windows and throwing various things out.

Su Mingan quickly clung to the wall, hid himself, and headed out of the town.

But soon, he also discovered that there was a circle of soldiers outside the town. They were not many in number, but they formed a line and had completely blocked the town.

...are you here to find yourself?

He touched the wall, and then moved closer to the square little by little.

Then, he gradually saw many people.

These townspeople are all in the square and surrounded in the square.

The soldiers wearing heavy armor hid their faces under their helmets, like silent dead soldiers.

Their size was extremely intimidating, like miniature giants. They surrounded the sallow-looking townspeople in the middle of the square, forming a circle with their spears pointed at them.

Under the slope on the side, there are several corpses lying, including young and middle-aged people, old people, and even the corpse of a baby. They all have a clean hole in their bodies, which was obviously pierced by a spear, and there is blood.

It flowed all over the ground, turning the snow completely red.

...The townspeople had obviously resisted. They had just awakened and were very proud, thinking that they would have a chance to change their destiny and fight with real ability users... But obviously, the time was still too short, and the results were unsatisfactory.

Those corpses that had been pierced by a bullet and died in a miserable state were obviously the result of this group of armored men killing chickens to scare the monkeys.

Blood bloomed on the ground like fireworks.

A hundred or so townspeople were surrounded in the middle, shivering, women holding children, old men hiding their faces and sighing, and young and middle-aged men glaring at the group of armored men, but no one dared to step forward.

Beside the armored man stood a taller man who looked like a small commander. His face was not covered by the helmet, and there was even a bright red feather on the helmet.

He leaned against the spear and yawned.

A soldier walked in from the encirclement, and the surrounded townspeople immediately squeezed back like boiled dumplings and let out a flurry of shouts.

The soldier stretched out his hand, like fishing for a fish, and pulled out someone at random, including a young man.

It's just that this young man didn't look manly at all. When he was taken out, his whole body was shaking like a sieve.

"My lord, my lord, please forgive me. I really don't know where the man you are looking for is. He was in the square yesterday afternoon, but he disappeared this morning..." The tall and thick young man was like a chopping block in the hands of the soldiers.

The fish couldn't move no matter how hard it fluttered, just begging for mercy.

"I don't know? I don't know, okay."

The soldier smiled, slowly raised the spear in his hand, and pointed it at his chest:

"Still the old rule, kill one person every half an hour - kill all of you, maybe that person will come out?"

"Sir, please forgive me! I really don't know. I didn't even make it to the awakening ceremony yesterday afternoon... ah!"

A bloody hole appeared on his chest, and blood spurted out.

His scream was short and shrill, and its tail quickly dissipated in the wind.

Life is as fragile as paper under the soldiers' spears.
Chapter completed!