Law Enforcer's Handbook

Chapter 270 Literal Translators

"So, if you look at the moon now..."

"Well, it turned into eyes."

Lu Xiang nodded.

Since nightfall, an eye hanging in the night sky has replaced the moon. It looks like a snake eye. Whenever you look at it, you will feel that the moon is watching you.

On the day Oleg and his team arrived in the town, two team members suddenly lost their minds while studying the full moon. They manipulated the exoskeleton armor to fight each other, and one of them activated the self-destruct device and hugged each other and was killed Blown to pieces.

"People who are mentally polluted can be very aggressive, and they think that's how the residents of the town are driven crazy."

"It seems that this is not an illusion."

Song Lan suddenly said, but he stared at the moon for a long time, and no other voice emerged in his mind.

After a while, Lu Xiang asked again, "How do you feel?"

"My eyes are a little sore."

"...Go down, Oleg and the others are waiting for us downstairs."

When the two put on the exoskeleton armor and returned downstairs, they found that Oleg and his team members were also fully armed, and even Oleg had entered the "Commander IV".

The atmosphere became a little tense.

Obviously everyone is working hard for a common goal, but the scene looks like a gang fight scene.

"Don't get me wrong, it's just some insurance policy."

Oleg explained.

This explanation is actually different from "I'm ready to blow you all up".

But before experiencing the incident where his subordinates killed each other before encountering mental pollution, and even blew each other into pieces by self-destruct attacks, Tong Zheng felt that there was nothing wrong with that.

That brigade was able to survive for nearly a month in the big town where the source of the infection was located with the support of people, all relying on Andrew's prudence.

Under the watchful eyes of the members of the medical team, Tong Zheng took the lead out of the small gate of the gymnasium and retreated into the night.

The cool wind in the door receded, and the bright moonlight shone under the two of them.

I looked up at the "eye" in the night sky, and the eyes of the two sides exchanged again.

"He did say something."

On the contrary, Lu Xiang took the initiative to germinate that idea outside his mind, the feeling of being stared at but saying nothing, which made me always feel that I had suffered some kind of heat and violence.

Unfortunately, the wild devourer still ignored me.

The two sides just stalemate in the night for a quarter of an hour—according to the records of the first night, the two team members did not end their illness 10 minutes before studying the strange moon. We deliberately waited for another 5 minutes and found that Tong Zheng and Song Lan are in business as usual.

"It seems that their counter force field is indeed ineffective."

Andrew breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "Come back, you guys make a plan to retreat into the pothole tomorrow."

"You are leaving tonight."

"tonight?"

Andrew was startled, "Night is the time when the 'mother' is most active, and there may be other monsters hidden outside the pit—have you told them? Above the liquid is simply enough to see."

"That's why you went to explore outside the pit." Lu Xiang said, "Only when it's awake can we collect less data."

I believe that the main reason why Oleg found everything except the murals the next time he stepped back for half an hour was not because all the mutant creatures outside the pit had gone to sleep.

Lu Xiang didn't intend to give Andrew and me a chance to argue, and retreated directly in the direction of the pothole.

My current mood may be more exciting than the mutated creatures and wild devourers outside the pit. The matter of hatching the mutated flying creatures alone exceeded my expectations. The strategic significance of flying troops on the frontal battlefield is ordinary. In modern warfare, who Whoever controls the sky has no right to speak.

Long before retreating into the pit, the two discovered the mural that Oleg mentioned later. Oleg only recorded the information that I think is important, and brought back the existence of the "mother".

But in fact, those murals seem to record a story that people will know.

"It's necrosis."

The inexperienced Song Lan slowly understood the meaning of the murals, and you also understood why the people outside the pits have been living a life almost like a primitive tribe, "We were brought down by the big town before we got necrosis Man throws away that which fends for itself."

"Is that some kind of contagion?"

Lu Xiang didn't know much about medical terminology.

"It is an infectious disease that is not uncommon in the eighth country. It is speculated that it has nothing to do with excessive radiation. The skin of people suffering from that disease will fester and fester in a short time. Although it will die suddenly in a short time, but But it is not very contagious, so the people in the big towns throw people who suffer from that disease out of the pit to die."

The second half of the mural is not about the process of the patients infected with necrosis being thrown out there.

The people in the big town didn't even provide us with nutritional injections, obviously wanting us to die quickly in the potholes.

"It's just that the people in the big town thought that there was a devourer hidden in the depths of that pothole. Before contacting the devourer, the patient infected with necrosis miraculously recovered. We thought it was the god's gift to us. Enze, therefore, founded a sect and has been living in seclusion on the ground, and what I regard as a god is a huge egg-shaped creature... What kind of eyes is this?"

"I just suddenly felt that the supervisor is too powerful."

Lu Xiang praised sincerely, I really admire Song Lan for being able to tease out the context of the whole story from such scribbled murals.

"Is that obvious?"

The Tongzheng Employer Association spoke the basic terminology of Xueba.

Lu Xiang still remembers that when he asked his classmates math problems in junior high school and elementary school, the other party would use the word "obviously" to skip some steps that I didn't even think I understood.

That made me believe in my identity as an intellectual hero for a while.

"How did he interpret this?"

Song Lan asked back, you also became curious about Lu Xiang's thoughts, and secretly thought about whether you hadn't missed anything, so that you missed some details, which led you and Tong Zheng to come to completely different conclusions.

"You are a literal translator."

"Literal translation school?"

"Well, it's probably not based on the content under the mural, and directly analyze it backwards."

Lu Xiang stretched out his skeletal armored metal arm and pointed to the mural under the wall, "One day, a group of unlucky adventurers fell into that cave. The cave is dark and crowded. We will find the way back. When the sleepy adventurers thought they were going to confess there, we found a super small egg, so Xiaojia lit a fire and roasted the egg, and most of them came alive."

What kind of children's book is that!
Song Lan staggered, you couldn't help feeling regretful for your self-reflection just now.

Do you think that Lu Xiang's level of storytelling is the same as my level of naming, both of which are disaster-level.

And after you correct the other person, no one has done that before.

The galloping arrow hit Tong Zheng's butt precisely, passing through the protection of the inner bone armor, so the arrow did not cause any damage.

"It is for him to slander your old gods!"

In the darkness, there was an angry cry from the attackers.

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(End of this chapter)