This world is terrible

Chapter 429 Turtle, Fish, and Shrimp (8.6 revisions)
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[Please call 11451 and go to the front desk to complete the shelter registration.]

[Repeat...]
In an open area underground, hundreds of people sat on the ground, eagerly watching the electronic screens above them, especially the serial numbers. Whenever a number lit up with an announcement, people would excitedly rush to the front desk.

"They're calling us?! Quick, honey, pack your things!"

Hurry up...

Seeing yet another family leave in a hurry, the shadowy figure in the corner couldn't help but shake his head, feeling pity in his heart.

"Before the city's surface is occupied by those hideous behemoths, let's hurry, get on the train, and escape this hellish hunting ground."

"Humanity……"

The shadowy figure looked up at the non-existent sun and sky, recalling the perilous journey it had taken with its people since defeating the "Sky Screamers," and couldn't help but sigh.

"Too fragile."

It let out a long sigh, stretched its stiff neck slightly, and suddenly noticed several hidden footsteps coming from one side behind it.

Who?
It became acutely alert, until a line of poetry, like a light boat gently drifting in from the other side—

Where can one hear the sound of a flute?

The tall, thin black figure... no, it should be called Siren Head Siren. Its originally tired eyes were suddenly filled with a sharp light, and it was so excited that it almost flew up.

"Listening to the sounds late at night—good heavens, you've finally arrived!"

"They just disappeared without a word, for almost half a month. I almost thought you'd gone to Bermuda and would never come back—"

On one side of the load-bearing column, Ah Shen's lips twitched as he listened.

Although it couldn't see Xiaodi's exact expression from this position, it could imagine from just the sound that the guy was in a miserable state with snot and tears streaming down his face.

The previous phone call was extremely precious, and a smart person would not waste time on trivial talk. But now it's an offline call, and it's normal for left-behind children to have some emotions that need to be vented.

"cough."

Ah Shen coughed lightly, pretending to be serious, and said, "As for the compensation for emotional distress, you'll have to ask the boss for reimbursement yourself after the typhoon is over."

"Getting back to the main topic, let's exchange information first... By the way, where are those foreign Wind Chasers you mentioned?"

Ah Shen scanned his surroundings but couldn't find a single foreigner, which puzzled him.

"Lucas?"

Xiao Di tilted her head and said weakly, "It's my fault. I didn't expect them to have an international identity, and they weren't in the normal line. In fact, not long after that call at noon, they were taken away. Judging from their clothes, they were most likely from the National Security Commission."

"But then again, although I didn't manage to capture any of their people, I did acquire a second valuable asset. Look, it's this—"

Xiao Di secretly handed him a notebook: "Look, the information in here should have been taken by Lucas from some top-secret file. It's probably highly credible. I've confirmed it multiple times on the way here."

"Did you borrow this?"

"Um……"

This is a lie.

Ah Shen returned the photos from the folder to Xiao Di: "Remember to check next time, don't take the whole family photo too."

"Family photo?"

Little Flute was about to argue, but when it saw what was in the photo, all it could say was a gasp of surprise.

"Wait a minute, this isn't a family photo! This picture is from six years ago—"

"A group photo of the National Security Committee's Lavan branch team that was dispatched to support Sabine, Kyushu. The photo was taken on the eve of their departure. I heard Lucas mention that his Barada was also a member of the team!"

"A group photo of the team from the Lavan branch of the National Security Commission?"

Ah Shen automatically filtered out Xiao Di's oddly accented "brother," and said thoughtfully, "Now that you mention it, I vaguely remember. Around Labor Day, Mr. Gao met that Weile, and he also had a similar photo taken together, called..."

"The National Security Committee's Lavan branch, 52 people took a group photo at the Kyushu Beach?" Xiao Di read out the title of the banner inside.

"It looks like this. You have to keep it safe for them and make sure it's not lost."

Ah Shen mentioned it briefly and began to integrate the two intelligence reports.

have to say.

This work is getting more and more interesting. It's as if Lucas and Gao Yi have conspired together. Apart from significant differences in naming, such as Lucas's "Screamer" and "Big Nose Tube" and Gao Yi's "Sky Screamer" and "Wandering Faith", the rest, including appearance and behavior, are surprisingly similar!
Yeah!
—All correct!
"How did Mr. Gao know? Did he perhaps see the answer?"

Ah Shen scratched the fine scales on his head, looking somewhat puzzled.

Wow.

Another page of the notebook was turned.

This time, it finally saw something that Gao Yi had never had. This is a record.

From the archive "Anonymous Diary, No. 9," the story is set in a community in the city of Sabine. Six years ago, when "Blue Whale" struck, "I," as a former reconnaissance soldier, led an outreach team to actively address the supply issues of vulnerable groups in the community.

until……

As time went on, the squad was frequently preyed upon by the Titans, until finally, they were all wiped out. Having lost an arm, "I" ceased updating forever during the sudden power outage on the second night.

At the end, a scholar with the prefix "UMW" (Unidentified Mysterious World) commented:

"Through investigation of various remaining clues, it has been found that the risk index of 'seasonal storms' is not static. Statistical models show that, within a relatively large range from the time a typhoon makes landfall to its end, the later the time, the longer the period during which those massive objects appear, and the total number of sightings also increases significantly during the same period."

……

I finished reading one page.

Ah Shen closed his notebook, his face now showing signs of great alarm. He muttered to himself, "The risk index of 'seasonal storms' is related to time... We really knew nothing about that before."

"We must inform Mr. Gao immediately!"

It patted the little flute beside it: "Senbei! Quickly contact Mr. Gao and tell him—the danger of the 'Seasonal Storm' is increasing rapidly over time!"

"Don't take pictures, don't take pictures. I was already contacting them while you were talking about it, but..."

Xiao Di strained to turn the signal of the base station above her head to the maximum, but the busy tone echoing in her ears remained as cold as ever.

[The number you dialed is temporarily unavailable...]
[The user you dialed is temporarily unavailable...]
[The user you dialed is not within the service area...]
[Please call again later]
"I can't get through."

"what?!"

Ah Shen's mind raced, and he tried to suppress his voice as he said, "How is this possible? Your signal can even break through the Ghost Realm, how could it fail at this moment?!"

"I'm puzzled too."

Xiao Di asked, puzzled, "What kind of weird place did Mr. Gao go to that even I was blocked? The place he mentioned earlier was..."

"The Oriental Theater!" Ah Shen answered quickly.

"The Oriental Theater... Little Fishman, it seems we'll have to make a trip there."

Xiao Di lowered the microphone from her head and said seriously, "Things have developed to this point, and it gives me a strong sense of déjà vu—it's as if the East China Sea is covered by a huge urn."

"What do you mean?"

Under Ah Shen's questioning gaze, it took out several candies of different sizes from its pocket, placed them one by one, and introduced them:

"These are shrimp."

"These are fish."

"This is a turtle."

Then, it picked up a disposable paper cup still stained with coffee, slammed it down, and explained, "And this is the big urn above our heads."

"It's like a cage, trapping a bunch of high-priced seafood that were lured in by the bait."

"Do you think it's possible for such a person to exist? He's cautious, he's hidden in the shadows, and he has only one goal: to take advantage of the opportune moment and devour the fish and shrimp in this jar."

"...A bold guess."

Ah Shen connected all the previous events and couldn't help but feel that there was some truth to it: "The roles of the fish and shrimp in the jar have not yet been determined, so you decided to rush to Mr. Gao's aid just in case, so that he could turn around and bite that smug bumpkin in the shadows?"

"of course."

Xiao Di nodded and said, "But then again, we don't need to be too pessimistic. Mr. Gao has his reasons for daring to do it. Maybe he already had a guess and thought he was that B... a fish-dragon bigger than a turtle? Haha."

Ah Shen rolled his eyes: "Okay, now there's only one question left: how do we get there?"

"This is simple."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Di immediately pulled out a car key and waved it at Ashen in a showy manner.

"Look at this, the 'Off-Road Man' is a professionally modified vehicle by wind chasers. It has four-wheel drive, alloy reinforcement, and can withstand level 10 winds. It can easily cross flooded roads and is invincible!"

"you……"

Ah Shen stared at it for a while, then muttered to himself, "You're not going to say it's borrowed again, are you?"

"Please, I drove this car here myself, it must be borrowed!" Xiao Di said indignantly.

...I just forgot to pay it back.

　Calvin has been forced to go on blind dates every month; it's so painful, so painful!

　　(End of this chapter)