An hour later, the car pulled up in front of the wooden house where Froude was hiding, and the two men carried supplies that Froude had collected from the town's small supermarket into the living room. The townspeople were clearly in a hurry when they evacuated, and the contents of the supermarket were almost untouched. But the meat and other food in the locker had long since spoiled due to the loss of electricity, and most of the food he brought back was canned food and other vacuum-filled things.

While the two of them were busy, Christina walked down from the upstairs bedroom and sat at the back of the stairs with her chin propped up. The blonde girl cut off her long hair and turned it into short ear-length hair. The hairstyle is by Froude and has uneven edges. But the girl's face adds a lot of color to this hairstyle, and it looks a bit gothic.

She looked at it for a moment, then narrowed her eyes and pointed at Enoch, "Who is he?" ”

Froude tossed her a jar of juice and smiled, "The one who took us up the mountain." ”

Christina stared at Enoch for a moment—the man stood in the middle of the drawing-room, looking at her with a little curiosity, his eyes equally focused, like a child meeting a stranger for the first time.

Froude raised his hand and turned his finger next to his head, signaling that Christina's head was a little unconscious because he was under his control. This kind of thing was originally known to both of them, but Froude couldn't say when the girl who was still quiet would burst into flames for a little inconspicuous reason.

Christina wasn't angry at Enoch's gaze. She looked at it for a moment, then at Froude, and said nonchalantly, "Rubbish." ”

Froude shrugged, unsure whether he was referring to himself or the man.

Christina picked up the bottle of juice from in front of her and went upstairs. When you walk to the second floor, stop and turn around. Say, "When are we going up the mountain?" ”

Froude sat on a shabby couch in the living room and drank a can of warm beer, frowning and shaking his head: "Enoch said it would take at least three days to wait - it tastes disgusting, I should bury them in the snow." ”

As he spoke, he dropped the empty bottle on the floor, and in a flash, he saw that there were also some glass ropes on the ground that were used to tie the bags. So he picked up the ropes and beckoned to Enoch, "Come." ”

Enoch obediently walked over, and Froude stood up and hummed a little trick of glass rope to tie him up. After tying his ankles, he kicked him again—Enoch fell to the ground without saying a word. So Froude dragged him to the fireplace in the living room and said, "Sleep." ”

The middle-aged man looked at Froude with trembling eyelids, as if it had taken a few seconds to understand what he meant, and then let out a low sigh and closed his eyes.

The vast majority of ordinary adult men who are manipulated by him will become dementia after three days. So he would use this hypnotic-like method to put people to sleep — sleep for more than a dozen hours and wake up to eat something. Then go back to sleep. Although prolonged deep sleep can also cause damage to the brain, at least it will not turn into dementia for a short time.

Froude leaned over and patted him in the face again, but Enoch didn't respond. So he breathed a sigh of relief and clapped his hands and complained in a low voice: "It's so heavy." I should have a good meal. ”

Christina leaned against the railing to watch him finish it all. He frowned and said, "I'm afraid we won't be able to wait for three days." ”

Froude jerked his head up: "Huh? ”

Christina has a lot of disadvantages. Jokes about this kind of thing are not included.

"Someone is coming." Christina said. "If that's right, she's right outside the door right now."

She used "she" instead of "he", which made Froude lose his mind for a moment - he chased and fled all the way, and he really had never seen a woman.

But the change in his surroundings soon forced him to concentrate - the light in the room dimmed. It was only dimmed for a few seconds. It casually became pitch black. Froude wisely did not move, for he did not know what the other party was going to do or who the other party was. Leaving the house in total darkness is sure to scare the people inside, but it's not a good thing for the raiders. At least they can't accurately hit their targets with long-range sniping.

The moment the light dimmed, he glanced at the window. It was some vines and other plants that grew at an unbelievable speed, enveloping the whole house at a very fast speed. According to his judgment, the two-story wooden house must have turned into a huge mass of grass, and he could even hear the moaning of the roof as it was overwhelmed. It seemed that the other party could have the stout vines strain the house to pieces at any time if they wanted to.

The room was completely dark, devoid of sunlight, moonlight, or starlight. In the deep darkness, the sound of plants rubbing against the roof as they grow becomes clearer, and it sounds as if thousands of poisonous snakes are swimming outside, making people shudder.

Froude tried to sense the other's presence, but failed. The attacker was far beyond his control, and he could not manipulate the consciousness of the other party. Apparently the man had been prepared, and perhaps trapped them in this house for the same purpose.

Froude knew that there were at least three ways he could get Christina out, but a strange instinct told him that the attackers didn't seem to want to fight him. Christina said that if the person who came was one, then it must be one.

So he reached for his pistol in the dark, checked the magazine by touch, and then used the couch to cover his figure.

Fortunately, the stalemate did not last long. After a dozen seconds, the sound of plant growth and the moaning of the roof stopped, and Flaude heard his own faint gasp.

Then he also heard the other person's voice. The sound seems to be far away, it feels thousands of miles away, but it seems to be close in front of you. Froude realized that they were using something like a waveform direction finder - something like an old electric horn, but it wouldn't be heard from all sides, and it would only work in a certain direction. It's not that far, about a hundred meters or so - but that's beyond my reach.

It was a woman who spoke, and it seemed to be a Chinese woman. Because when she introduced herself, she said: "I am Bai Xiaodang." ”

Froude had never heard of the name. Christina also snorted in a low voice, indicating that she was not impressed.

But the woman continued: "Mr. Froude. First of all, a word of advice for you - don't try to get close to me and use your abilities. For at this very moment you and Miss Christina's lungs are filled with some kind of spores, and those spores are circulating in all corners of your body. If I will, you will be two real 'vegetative people' in two seconds. ”

The woman paused after saying these words, as if to give them time to think.

Realizing that the woman named Bai Xiaodang was not in a hurry to attack, Froude took the risk of lighting the lighter. By the light of the fire, he glanced at Christina. The girl remained behind the handrail of the stairs on the second floor, and shook her head at Froude, who did not know if she wanted to say not to believe the woman, or to tell herself not to act rashly.

But in the next second, he realized that Christina's attitude didn't seem to matter.

A slight and peculiar tingling sensation was felt in the back of the left hand. The reason why it feels strange is that the pain is not violent. It's like the back of the hand was originally anesthetized. However, it is not complete. Therefore, in the pain of the cracked epidermis, there is still a feeling of crispiness and numbness, and it is difficult to say whether it is pain or comfort.

So he glanced at the back of his left hand, then pursed his lips and clenched his fists so that the lighter in his hand would not fall to the ground.

There are three clearly visible pale blue veins on the back of the hand. Now. The middle section of the middle of the blood vessel...... A trembling vine was born. It's about two centimeters long. But it's fine. By the light of the fire, Froude could see the finer white fluff on the vines. There are also two curled leaflet buds at the top. The vines had emerged from his skin, and there was a small trace of blood at the joint, but it was quickly absorbed by the vines.

He looked at it when. The little thing didn't continue to grow, but only shook slightly, as if to greet him.

Froude took a deep breath, frowned, handed the lighter to his right hand, and approached the strange but terrifying little life. So now he could see more clearly - the thing wasn't rooted in his veins, but came out of them. He glanced up at Christina, looked down at the door, then held the lighter between his middle and ring fingers, pinched the vine with his index finger and thumb, and pulled it out through gritted teeth.

The slender vine was plucked out of the "root"—in fact, it was only a few white whiskers a centimeter long, stained with blood—leaving a small wound. The sharp sting came again, and a little blood spilled from the wound, but it quickly coagulated.

But Froude's heart was not happy—what the other party said seemed to be true.

Bai Xiaodang's voice sounded at the right time: "I think you have already confirmed it." ”

Froude stared at the door and frowned for a moment, then suddenly let out a sigh of relief, dropped the gun in his hand on the couch, walked to the door and turned on the light. He knew who the other party was—not the one who had come after him, but ......

"You are Li Zhen's person." Froude shouted.

The other party heard his shouting in some way, and his voice became slightly relaxed and pleasant: "I think now we have reached a consensus." If you don't mind, I'm going to walk through that door now, and I hope you don't do anything that would mislead me. ”

"Now you're in control." Froude sighed, "You can come here with confidence." ”

In fact, this is one of the reasons why as a First Saint has always lived in seclusion - once his abilities are known, there are simply too many ways to restrain him - such as now.

The slab moaned again. This time, though, the vines were withering rapidly. The withering was so complete that by the time Bai Xiaodang had walked a hundred meters, the plants that had been vigorous before had turned into yellow-brown ashes, and had fallen a thick layer on the windowsill and roof.

Bai Xiaodang opened the door.

But she was greeted by a hurried round of shooting. The first point 40 pistol bullet was shot at the door frame, and I don't know where the bullet went. The second one flew into the sky against her scalp. The third was lucky enough to go straight to her door, but before that, a dark brown branch popped out of the doorframe, blocking the bullet's path. Incredibly, instead of piercing the branch, the warhead was bounced off.

Someone in the room let out a moan of pain - it was a female voice. As a result, the next few warheads were inaccurate, and the sound of glass shattering came from the room, and I don't know what the ricocheting bombs shattered.

Bai Xiaodang walked in the door indifferently and looked at Christina, who was holding her left arm. It was only then that Froude rushed to the second floor with a straight face and snatched her gun.

"Little girl, it's better for beginners to hit the chest. It's not a good idea to stare at the head. Bai Xiaodang shook his head and looked around the living room on the first floor. His gaze lingered on Enoch's body for a brief moment, then quickly moved away again.

Froude took the gun from the girl's hand and met no resistance - Christina threw it away as he rushed up, then turned and went into the bedroom on the second floor. The round of shooting just now seems to be more like venting, except that this venting will kill people. Of course, she would have loved to see that outcome.

Bai Xiaodang pursed his lips, no longer paying attention to the wayward little girl, but pointed at Enoch: "Who is he?" ”

Froude checked Christina's dropped pistol and replied, "Mountain guide." ”

"Do you know where Zeus is?" Bai Xiaodang sat down on the sofa and asked.

Froude walked down the stairs and stood in front of Bai Xiaodang, blocking the light from the door. He looked at the Chinese woman condescendingly for a while, and snorted, "He wants you to urge me?" He let us go, but that doesn't mean we're his—"

The young Chinese woman raised her right hand and waved it, interrupting Froude: "I am here to assist you. Snow Mountain doesn't eat your set, and she doesn't eat hers. At this time, you are no different from two ordinary people. I'm here to help you find Zeus, and then take what I need. ”

Froude licked his lips. It didn't feel good to be so despised by a woman, and he kind of wanted to use his psionic energy to control the woman and make her learn to bark on the ground. But he didn't know if he could really make his body full of strange things before this - he tried to calm the resentment in his heart at the thought of a large mass of plants gushing out of his throat, and turned angrily and walked to the door.

Enoch's car was parked outside the door. A light green sedan Fiat IV with a crescent-shaped scratch on the hood. A big European pulled a bubble of on the roof of the car, flapped its wings and flew away.

The damn place seemed to be working against itself - even the normal man named Enoch couldn't do it. A wave of frustration welled up in Froude's heart. He took two deep breaths and turned around, "Help?" Then you'll have to wait patiently. There's going to be a big snowstorm for the next two or three days, and we're all going to have to stay here and wait for the weather to get better – unless you can fly us up. ”

Bai Xiaodang frowned, took out the phone from his pocket and looked at it, raised his head and said, "Where did you get this news?" The weather forecast says—"

However, before she could finish her sentence, the sky became gloomy. A large dark cloud roamed in from the west, and soon took over half of the sky. The temperature drops quickly after the shadow falls – just like the previous days. Then, the bright light of the snow penetrated the heavens and the earth, and they felt their cold hairs rise. A few seconds later, rumbling thunder rolled in, and two thick bolts of lightning struck the earth from the clouds, like two gigantic trees growing upside down.

"What the hell are you going to ......" Bai Xiaodang's eyes widened. But her voice was drowned out by the sound of torrential rain pouring — someone above the clouds splashing a basin of water on the ground. The huge raindrops fell in unison almost instantly, and it seemed that the whole house trembled slightly.

Temperatures continue to drop. After a few minutes, the torrential rain turned into sleet, then heavy snow, then into a blizzard. A layer of ice formed on the ground, and the ice was quickly covered with snow, and the light green eco-car at the entrance turned white.

Perhaps the impact of the 70 million tons equivalent "primeval star" on the atmospheric environment has not yet subsided, or perhaps the "isolation zone" has also participated in some kind of joint effect - the abnormal climate throughout the Northern Hemisphere has been going on for several months, and this general environmental anomaly has different manifestations between each isolation area, at least in the area near Mount Olympus, this kind of bad weather has made Froude suffer enough. Seeing the surprised look on Bai Xiaodang's face now, he inexplicably felt happy.

"Look." Froude spread his hands and closed the door, "I won't eat your set here." (To be continued......)