Next, the voice of the woman struggling.

I don't know what she is experiencing now, but her shrill howling was simply shocking.

The girl twisted her body uneasy, and fortunately, my arm strength was strong enough to prevent us from falling while controlling her.

The woman's howling was accompanied by the vague footsteps, and she was getting farther and farther away. After more than ten minutes, she could no longer hear her voice.

I felt my palms wet. When I looked back, the girl's silent tears flowed down the corners of her eyes to my arms. Her sadness could make me feel clearly without words.

But I have to do this. The first thing I have to consider is our safety.

After her mood calmed down a little, I pulled my hand back, made a gesture of silence, and then slowly moved down little by little.

Soon, I arrived at the end of the stairs, which was about two meters above the ground and less than three meters high.

I held my breath and focused, and after I was mentally prepared, I jumped.

Just now, I have heard at least a dozen breaths coming from here. In other words, there are more than a dozen people gathered here. It is hard to say how many of them are transformed, but what is certain is that the more they go in, the more dangerous it is. I must remain vigilant to have a chance to take care of both the girl and me at the same time.

The moment I jumped, my hands had turned into sharp claws.

I was ready to face several transformed people at the same time, and killed them unexpectedly.

However, when I landed, I realized that this was just a remodeled cell, with many locals imprisoned, as well as several white men and two strong black men.

Men, women, young and old, all are available.

Among them, except for the two black men, the rest looked listless, with a blue-white complexion and a skinny lips due to lack of water.

A poor-quality light bulb connected to the wire was hung on the top of the prison, and the dim light illuminated the stone chamber less than 50 square meters.

After I landed, everyone's eyes focused on my paws, but they didn't feel scared. On the contrary, they looked dull and turned their eyes away from me and fell on the girl.

Maybe it's no wonder... I frowned slightly, and was about to tear down the cell, but before I could do it, one of the men with brown paint on their face suddenly stood up and rushed towards us like crazy.

He looked like an evil spirit who hadn't seen a meaty fish for decades. If it weren't for the iron fence, he might have peeled off our skin and bones.

"Sher!"

However, the moment the man hit the iron fence, a burst of burnt smoke came out when he touched the part of the fence.

It is obvious that in order to better control these prisoners, the fence is powered.

In the cell, the others were unmoved at all when they watched this scene. They just shrank quietly in the corner of the wall, staring at the dark and unconscious pupils, staring at me blankly, or at the girl behind me.

These people have lost the desire to survive. If they weren't for their breathing, they would have looked no different from dead people.

In comparison, a man who is like a hungry ghost is still a little more lifelike.

Perhaps stimulated by the current, the man's emotions gradually calmed down. While trembling, he slowly climbed up the money. Through a layer of iron fence, he opened his mouth that was stuck together because it was too dry, and murmured a few dry words.

I didn't understand a word of his words.

But the girl understood, she pointed to the prison in disappointment and excitement, and pointed to my claws.

"Um."

I nodded, stepped forward, and cut off the cage blocking them in front of them in a series of lifeless eyes.

The moment the cage was cut off, the girl rushed in and hugged the man. The man's cracked and rough big hands held up the girl's cheeks, and shed two lines of clear tears as if he had found a treasure.

What surprised me was that the obstacle that stopped them had been cleared by me, but these people seemed to have no intention of escaping.

Although the expressions of several of them changed slightly, they did not take action after all, and were still lying in the corner without saying a word.

Don't have the strength?

I sighed, and it could be seen from their appearance as refugees that they should have been trapped here for many days, and there was no food or water, and hunger had smoothed out their last will to survive.

Now they don't have the little strength to escape.

The man in front of me was probably the girl's relative, father, uncle, etc.

I stood quietly aside and watched the warmth of the two of them for a moment.

Most of my attention was placed on the only passage here, always paying attention to the movements coming from the passage. The direction where the woman's scream disappeared just now was the direction where the passage was located. There must be another world under this ruin.

But now there is a difficult choice in front of me.

Retreat, or not?

The person was saved, and the task assigned to me by the company was far beyond the information they had.

The best strategy is of course to evacuate immediately now and then leave all the remaining things to the people in the company to deal with. After all, they have created the problem of poor information, so I don’t need to be responsible.

"Forget it, why don't you go in and take a look and try to rescue that woman."

Suddenly, another idea came to my mind, which was very abrupt, caught me off guard, and even made me feel that I might have been schizophrenia to a certain extent?

After all, I still know who I am.

Logically speaking, such thoughts will never appear in my mind at this time, just like, it is like another person living in my mind trying to give orders to my soul and even my body, affecting my thoughts.

Thinking of this, a frosty feeling suddenly spread throughout the body.

This feeling has become stronger and stronger since I entered this ruins and has been around until now. This is definitely not my own problem.

Is the environment here too depressing, or is it that I am too anxious?

I was thinking about the reasons, but none of them could make me happy.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in my mind.
Chapter completed!