Chapter 68: A figure in the mist

At night, at the location of a grain warehouse in the castle where many soldiers were stationed, several soldiers on duty couldn't help but yawn from sleepiness and fatigue, and one couldn't help but lean against the wall and close his eyes.

"Don't sleep! Otherwise, you may be beheaded..."

"I, just slept for a while, it's fine..."

"I don't know if it's true that the big man said that everything will be fine in just one more day," said a soldier on duty, holding his spear, listlessly.

During the day, when I was fighting, I was fine, but in the dead of night, I felt tired, and I was really sleepy.

"I don't know, I'm a little hungry compared to sleepy..."

"Hungry... I'm a little bit too. ”

As the soldier with his spear in his arms and his eyes closed, he suddenly felt his stomach squirm and let out a crisp cry.

And after the sound of hunger, the other soldier's stomach gurgled as well.

Grunt, grunt...

Near the warehouse, it was like a field after rain, and the sound of frogs came and went.

"I'm hungry... Have a bite to eat? Anyway, we were only asked not to sleep, nothing else, and it would be safe in another day..."

"yes, it'll be safe right away..."

"I'm so hungry..."

Bell, bell, bell...

A soldier couldn't help but put down the spear in his hand, and walked towards the warehouse with more and more distracted eyes, staring at the little jerky and bread that was left inside.

When one of them picked up the black bread and stuffed it into his mouth, it seemed that everything could not stop.

At the same time, in a hall in the castle of Black Rock City, Colin, who was standing by the window, glanced out the window and could see a large number of people in Wuyang.

At his request, all the people in Blackstone, whether they were homeless, civilians, or anything else, were placed nearby.

No census has been made, but only a rough visual estimate of at least 50,000 people is here, because the population is large, the management is very rough, and the lack of good sanitation management has led to the convergence of odor sources such as excrement, making the sanitation situation in the vicinity catastrophic.

Even Colin inside the castle felt like a fertilizing farm outside.

But now Colin doesn't care about paying attention to managing this...

He always felt an indescribable sense of crisis, always feeling that something big was going to happen, but he didn't know what form the trouble would take.

"That thing requires no sleep, I arranged it as much as possible, I hope not sleeping can really solve things..."

Colin raised his hand and pressed the door of his head, and the thought of this gave him a terrible headache.

Even if he asks to force those people not to sleep, there will still be all kinds of sneaking and missing sleep, and then after finding out that sneaking sleep is fine, he will have to inch in, and even privately spread rumors that he was sent by the devil to prevent ordinary people from sleeping.

And the "bestiality" has only stopped for a day or two at this time...

These remarks were made by a group of "judges" in the city at the beginning, although they were pressed by Helena, they did not dare to say much on the surface, but secretly they always made some small moves.

Colin didn't get used to them, he arrested them all, and even directly killed a few killers.

It's just that the rumors have been spread, so that some people who don't believe in him very much have a fluke.

"It's better not to sabotage my survival, otherwise none of the people in the prison will want to live."

Colin let out a sigh, feeling more and more uneasy.

Suddenly, he frowned, his nose twitched, and he smelled something not quite right in the visibly foul air.

The direction is...

Colin sniffed and looked towards the place, the grain warehouse?

Thinking of the thing that would bring intense "hunger", he suddenly had some guesses about where the next disaster would be...

Pursing his lips, he didn't think much of it, picked up the retrograde revolver, and walked towards the place.

"What's going on?"

Seeing this, Calder immediately followed, beckoned behind him, and led a team.

"Something isn't quite right, the location of the warehouse..."Colin didn't hide it, he cooperated with the warden okay these days, although the other party would give Helena a small report all day long.

"How so?"

Calder was stunned for a moment, the warehouse can be said to be the place with the most protection power except for Helena's side, how could something happen?

If something really happens, there must be movement coming, and it can't be wiped out, right?

"Is something going on?"

How do I know, I just don't feel right...

Colin muttered in his heart, and said expressionlessly:

"You'll find out when you go."

Calder wanted to ask something, but found that Colin, who had just walked out of the main building of the castle, slammed his steps and stared out with a solemn expression.

At this moment, he looked out as if he didn't see anything... Wrong?!

What about people?!

Where did it go?

"Hurry up to the warehouse!"

After Colin finished speaking, a brisk stride rushed towards the warehouse, and after more than a minute, before he could get close, he heard a faint gurgling sound coming from that direction.

It's like some kind of frog croaking...

And, what made his heart palpitate the most was that a faint layer of white mist appeared around him.

"It's not blue-black..."

After Colin observed, he breathed a sigh of relief, Black Rock City would condense some ground mist at night, so it wasn't a particularly strange thing.

Then, he squinted, his pupils erected in the process, turning into an inhuman form, and his gaze looked through the white mist.

Soon he noticed that the reason why there was no one around here was because all the soldiers had gone to the warehouse...

The ground was full of footsteps pointing that way, and weapons thrown halfway through.

Obviously, before they knew it, something must have happened ahead.

Just when Colin hesitated, not knowing whether to go over and investigate, in the thin white mist, there were suddenly some stumbling footsteps.

A figure staggered out of it...

"You're here, Wood?"

Calder, who was next to Colin, recognized the man by looking at his size: "How did you come from over there, what happened?" ”

The soldier named Wood didn't answer, just took a step, and his figure staggered out of the mist, vaguely hearing what he was muttering, but couldn't hear it because of the distance.

Colin frowned, staring at the figure, his right hand reaching into the neckline, gripping the hilt of the gun, and holding a golden rectangular card in his left hand.

And behind him, in a series of "bangs", Calder and the others drew their long swords.

At this time, if they don't find anything, they will be too sorry for the head on their necks that has worked so hard to grow so big.

After more than ten seconds, the figure in the mist gradually walked out, and the moment they saw him, everyone was stunned for a moment.

What's going on?