Late at night.

There was no light in the dark sky, and the only light was the light of the rotating searchlight that came from the wall in front of you.

Feiren stood quietly at the top of a house not far away, looking ahead. What appeared in front of him was his own information and attribute information.

【id:Feren】

【Attribute: Universal】

【Permission Level: lv5】

[Xunying: (lv5) (The host obtains a special skill "flash", speed enhancement and increase x5, and can fly)]

[Flash: Can break through space limitations for short distances, with a maximum range of 100 meters, and 3/3 times of use]

[Cutting: (lv5) (The host obtains the final skill "Blade of Destruction", damage bonus x4, damage range +1)]

[Blade of Destruction: Can ignore special effects and cause damage to the target, last for five seconds, use 4/4 times]

[Mist: (lv5) (The host obtains attribute bonus "erosion", which can create fog, hide its body, and has a radius of 1,500 meters)]

This is the level limit that Feilun has been upgraded. On the wasteland continent, all the abilities can only be upgraded to level 5 at most, and no matter how much energy is swallowed, they cannot be improved. After level 5, their abilities will have a mutated process, thereby obtaining certain bonuses or special skills. For example, Feilun's "Blade of Destruction" is one of them, but now, in Feilun's view, he obviously discovered a more interesting ability.

Time is moving forward at the bottom of the screen, and the pointer reaches its target position at the same time.

Time is up, then, let's start.

Thinking of this, Feiren slowly raised his right hand.

A faint mist appeared quietly in the air, moving forward like a creature with self-consciousness, and no one noticed the existence of mist. This is natural. mist was such a thing. At first, no one noticed it, but when they found that the situation was wrong, the mist had already enveloped the entire world.

And the only thing waiting for them next is death.

"It's getting foggy?"

The man standing on the tower frowned, rubbed his eyes, then looked forward, and then spat fiercely.

"This damn fog..."

It was not surprising that the fog was coming. In fact, the fog was not very big. The man just turned the searchlight and then made sure that the vision in front of him could remain clear. Then he sat on the chair again, opening his mouth wide and yawned.

"It's so late...I don't know why I'm so tired..."

While muttering in a low voice, the man narrowed his eyes slightly. For some reason, he suddenly began to feel a little tired. Although he was indeed a little tired when standing guard here, today it seemed that his body was extremely heavy, even his spirit seemed to feel a little dazed.

no!

Just as the man was about to close his eyes, he was stunned, then opened his eyes and shook his head vigorously. Then the man picked up the cigarette beside him and took a sip. Feeling the spicy smell, the man finally raised his spirit a little. It was not until this time that he relaxed and then raised his head again and looked forward.

Recently, the above investigation was very strict. I heard that those bastards were about to move again - no, it should be considered a desperate attempt. After all, these people who disobeyed the Black Hawks had not had a few days to survive. The only thing they could do at the moment was probably the desperate attempt to break a way out. If they took the opportunity to attack, then this place would not be a safe place. Of course, for the man, whether he was attacked here was not within his concern. He was even more worried that if he was careless and killed by someone for a moment, he would have suffered a huge loss.

Thinking of this, the man cheered up and looked outside again.

But this time he didn't see it. Just when he was drowsy just now, a black voice jumped past the sky not far away from him like a bat, and then disappeared quietly into the darkness.

"clatter."

Feiren landed gently on the roof, raised his head and looked forward. At this moment, wherever he could see, almost everything was shrouded in fog. I wonder if he had noticed something, but the dogs who were barking just now closed their mouths and clamped their tails, and there was no movement anymore. The entire town was also dark, and only the lights on the road were still reflected.

The entire Siren Town is actually just an ordinary residential area. It’s just that it’s lucky that a large area of ​​residence has been preserved, and even hospitals and schools can be seen around it. Although these buildings were not completely destroyed in the catastrophe, they were seriously damaged. However, for people in the gathering place, as long as they can play the original role, even half of them are useful is enough.

After all, less than half of the people can use these buildings now.

Let's be there.

Looking at the school with lights not far away, Feiren nodded secretly. He didn't know why, many forces liked to use the school as a base. But if you imagine carefully, the school building is really suitable for use as a headquarters. After all, ordinary schools can be said to be small and complete with sparrows, and there are everything in the infirmary lounge, conference room, canteen. The basement can not only be used to store debris, but also to lock up prisoners. Moreover, the school itself is very wide and flat, which is very suitable for observation and sniping. If it can occupy a school, it is indeed no different from a base camp... By the way, people built the school based on this before the Cataclysm?

Thinking of this, Faren shrugged, then took out the scalpel, squinted his eyes, and opened the system prompt in front of him again.

Soon, in the school in front of him, light spots representing life quickly appeared.

Those who were walking around should be responsible for the guards here. As for those who were not moving...Feren's eyes passed through the red dots one by one, and then he narrowed his eyes and looked at a room on the upper floor of the school center point.

There should be my goal.

But before that......it's better to do warm-up exercises first.

Thinking of this, Feilun's mouth raised slightly, and a strange smile appeared. The fog around him suddenly began to be free of wind, and in the blink of an eye, Feilun's body completely disappeared in the thick fog and disappeared.

Feiren's guess is not wrong. Since almost all schools are built according to advanced earthquake-proof standards, they have become the most complete reserved buildings after the Cataclysm. In addition to the diversity of the school itself, it can be said that you can do anything you want except that you cannot shed sheep.

Injured, there is a medical room.

Bombs are configured and there are laboratories.

I want to open the fire and cook, and there is a cafeteria.

Even if you want to grow food, you can loosen the soil yourself in the school garden. If some schools have greenhouses, that would be even better!

This is why many forces have become hard-working and studious students after the catastrophe. Even mutants with low IQs will use the school as their base. And here, naturally, there is no exception. This is not an elementary school. Judging from the traces it has left, it should be a high school. However, Feilun didn't care about the history of this school. He just appeared silently in the fog, then disappeared, and then appeared again. With just a few ups and downs, Feilun walked through the playground and came to the front of the school gate. The soldiers who were lying on the roof with wide eyes and relying on sniper rifles to guard the police were unaware of this.

Looking at the soldier who was dozing in the security room not far away, Faren smiled slightly, then he reached out and pushed forward, and the closed door quietly opened a gap about the width of his thumb. Then, the mist entered the door and spread rapidly, and Faren's figure disappeared again.

First floor, second floor, third floor.

Feiren, who merged with the fog, walked lightly like a ghost. With the help of the fog, he seemed to have countless eyes and could clearly "see" everything shrouded in the fog.

He saw a soldier pressing a young girl under him, shaking his waist.

He also saw a middle-aged man lying lazy on the sofa, with empty wine bottles everywhere around him.

He also saw women crying and curled up together in the dark classroom, with bruises on their bodies being beaten. Judging from their almost unclothed clothes, these women were obviously used here for "entertainment".

In other rooms, Faren also saw the bodies hanging there like dead pork, and the dying prisoner who was beaten.

Seeing these, Feiren suddenly felt familiar. Indeed, he had traveled to many places and had seen many things. But there was no big difference in each place. Perhaps powerful forces like Fuyuanhui and the Ninth District will know how to implement their own order, but in most places, it is not the case.

No, or this is the essence of human beings. Even before the disaster, similar scenes still exist, but they are darker and more hidden. At least, it is a world that is relatively safe for ordinary people. They can live in the sun and stay away from the darkness.

But now, with the disappearance of the sunshine, the sense of security that ordinary people rely on no longer exists. They are as if they have fallen into a bottomless swamp, completely swallowed by the darkness, without any chance to resist.

That's all.

Thinking of this, Feiren shook his head, and then he reached out his hand. With his movements, the fog began to gradually become richer, and none of the rooms covered by thick fog woke up. Even the man who was still hugging the woman doing exercise just now closed his eyes and began to sleep loudly.

But if you look closely, you will find that their breathing gradually becomes longer and dull, and then...

"Dong."

A ragged woman hit the wall head-on. If it were the ones before, then this collision would probably make a person who had fallen into a deep sleep completely awake. But at this moment, she just leaned against the wall, then went down, and then lay down on the ground in an awkward posture, without any reaction. If you look closely, you will find that the woman's chest had stopped rising and falling at some point, and her life was like a candlelight, quietly extinguished in the darkness.

This is the effect brought by the [Mist] after Feren reaches level 5. Depending on the level of fog he releases, the effect of fog will also change. The fog at level 1 to 3 will only reduce people's perception, make them feel drowsy, or their judgment ability will be reduced, and they will feel slow like drunkenness.

However, the level 4 fog can cause a certain degree of damage to the human beings shrouded in the fog, while the level 5 fog can quietly invade the other party's body and then completely erase their lives.

Of course, this is not effective for anyone. Those who are originally weak or not so strong will naturally be easily affected. However, those who are healthy or even very strong will not have such obvious effects.

But for Feren, that's enough.

In this fog, everything will die.

The destination has arrived.

Standing at the door of the room, Feren looked at the door in front of him. He picked up the scalpel and quietly passed by it. The next moment, the door with the door lock opened without making any sound. Feren held the scalpel and walked into the room. It seemed that this place was a lounge, but now it had become a luxury and corrupt place, and wine bottles scattered on the ground and clothes scattered on the ground. On the bed not far away in front of him, a fat man was sleeping with a girl. Judging from his satisfied expression, he was obviously doing well.

Unfortunately, he ended here.

Faren walked slowly to him, then raised his scalpel and swung forward.

The moment the scalpel was about to pierce into the man's neck, the fat man seemed to finally notice the danger. He opened his eyes and wanted to see something. But before he could say anything, Feiren's scalpel pierced into his trachea, and the fat man made a strange giggle and closed his eyes unwillingly.

Very good, everything goes well.

Seeing the man die, Faren nodded, then gently wiped his scalpel.

The girl who was hugged by the fat man trembled slightly, and then she completely relaxed her strength.

And it was not until then that Faren opened the communication.
Chapter completed!