The red moon returns

Chapter 395 Coincidences in the Mysterious World
The four of them walked around for a few circles and threw out five more seeds of the human-faced fruit. With the last five left, Lynch decided to go out of town at noon and plant them in the woods where the few people appeared.

After circling the drying yard several times, Lynch realized that the ancient city was not as beautiful as he had imagined.

Rough and dilapidated houses, narrow and bumpy roads, complicated and chaotic streets...

If all these were still tolerable, what Lynch, who came from a civilized society, could not tolerate was the sewage flowing on the streets and the feces scattered all over the streets.

In fact, similar phenomena are inevitable in Rhine City in the Fifth Epoch, but at least the surface is clean and bright, and most of them are hidden in dark alleys. At worst, Lynch can choose not to go.

As long as I don't see it, dirt and darkness don't exist.

But filth was everywhere in the ancient cities. He even saw men defecating on the roadside. The air of the whole city was filled with the sour and smelly smell of garbage, sewage and excrement. Everywhere he looked was an unbearable sight.

“That’s often how disease spreads.”

As a professional, Miss Diana could only sigh. The limitations of the times could not be changed by a few people. The group could only turn a blind eye, bypass the dirt on the ground, and follow the shouts into the drying yard in the city center.

In the Third Age where there were no clocks, time could only be estimated. It should be past eight in the morning, but there were still many farmers gathered in the drying yard, and they had no intention of going outside the city to do farm work.

The farmers gathered in groups of three or five and whispered to each other. They looked nervous and uneasy, and their eyes kept glancing in the direction of the fortress and the tall castle on the east side.

A dozen or so well-dressed outsiders sat around the square, looking worried. No one spoke, only sighing occasionally. Behind them was a pub with a beer mug sign, the only entertainment facility in the town. However, the pub was closed at this time, and it was obvious that it had not yet opened for business.

People were in panic and the atmosphere was gloomy.

"Everything is already predetermined. Give up all hope and enjoy the final peace."

The crazy old man's voice was as sharp and hoarse as ever, echoing over the drying yard like a crow announcing a death.

"Shut up, crazy old man."

One farmer finally couldn't stand this repetitive ominous preaching anymore, so he picked up the garbage on the street and threw it on the grain pile. The white-haired old man's head was covered with stains and bruises, but the crazy old man seemed unaware, still dancing crazily and loudly spreading the voice of doomsday.

"The city lord and his knights are very upset now. Do you think if you beat this madman to death, will they take it out on you and sentence you to murder? You don't have to beat him to death. He's so old. He might die if he falls down. Then you'll be the murderer. What is the death penalty in this city? I hope you like it."

Lynch spoke slowly as they passed by, and Judy immediately translated it to the farmer. The four of them then walked past without looking back, and the farmer's face turned green. He looked up at the crazy old man standing steadily, and quickly stepped away.

Lin Qi curled his lips and thought to himself that he had not been hit enough by scammers, and even old men dared to hit him.

Ignoring the mad old man who continued to go crazy, Lynch first went to find those sad-looking travelers.

Compared with the farmers in a remote small town, these travelers are more knowledgeable and logical. More importantly, as outsiders, it is much more difficult for them to do things secretly, so the possibility that they are the mastermind is very small, and the information obtained from them will be more credible.

Moreover, common identities are the easiest to resonate with. Citizens may be wary of the four people, but these people should not be, especially when they can't even drown their sorrows in alcohol. When Lynch took out two pots of strong whiskey like magic, he immediately won everyone's favor. The fine wine from the Fifth Epoch quickly conquered these travelers. All travelers showed enthusiasm, allowing Lynch to quickly clarify everything. The traces of ghouls in the vicinity began seven days ago. The ghouls were just wandering around and did not attack humans. Therefore, the travelers at that time were not too scared, and many of them left Noflan and continued their journey.

However, three days ago, several bodies of travelers were found. All of the bodies were covered with huge tooth and claw marks, which were obviously left by wandering zombies.

The discoverer was terrified and ran back to Noflan to inform everyone. Now everyone from citizens to travelers began to panic. Travelers no longer dared to leave the city, and farmers also tried to avoid going out. For three days, the city was in panic.

Lin Qi listened in silence, and instinctively felt that there was a big problem here, but he couldn't figure out what the problem was for a while, so he could only put it aside for the time being.

Afterwards, the four men approached the farmers who were whispering in the drying yard, and their identities as transnational grain buyers allowed them to gain a foothold among the farmers.

In fact, these farmers are not qualified to sell grain. The grain will be managed by the city lord, but everyone will get a small profit after selling it. Therefore, Lynch and his team have been treated well since entering the city, and they quickly won the trust of the farmers.

Unfortunately, the farmers didn't know much, and many of them couldn't even explain what a ghoul was. They only knew that a tribe of ghouls had been lurking near the city many years ago, but they lived in peace with each other. There were even rumors that those monsters would occasionally disguise themselves as humans and sneak into the city, secretly kidnapping human children for food, but that was just a story to fool children, and it was not credible.

In fact, the farmers learned about the zombie crisis from travelers. In the few days before, several people had indeed seen zombies wandering around. There were witnesses at the scene, but due to historical factors, no one paid attention to it. It was not until the travelers discovered the scarred corpses that the farmers became nervous.

Lin Qi frowned and asked thoughtfully, "So... apart from what the travelers told you, none of you have actually seen the mutilated corpse?"

"No, no, no, many people have seen it." A farmer corrected, "The bodies of those travelers were found by different people, and after they came back to inform us, the soldiers had already brought the bodies back. Many people saw it when they were brought back."

"Yes, I saw it. Such a long wound." Several farmers gestured, "Many people vomited. It was too bloody."

Seeing that the citizens echoed each other and spoke quite vividly, Lynch did not doubt it, but the feeling just now came back.

The narratives from both sides made his feeling that something was wrong increasingly obvious.

There must be something wrong here.

After reviewing the information again, he found nothing unusual, and it didn't seem like these people were lying. Lynch suppressed his annoyance at not being able to find an answer, and asked casually, "What did Ms. Swain say? Is she the only therapist in town?"

"Yes, before, everyone could only bear it when they were hurt, but now it's much better with her here." Many middle-aged farmers smiled innocently, "We all grew up with her, it's great that she can come back. She has been a good girl since she was young, and she cares about everyone. I heard that several big cities wanted to invite her but she refused. She insisted on returning to Nofland for everyone, and seeing that everyone was scared, she even suggested to the city lord to ask for help from the capital."

Hmm? She suggested it?

Lin Qi was shocked and realized that this lady doctor seemed to be more complicated than he had imagined. Judging from her suggestion to seek help, she was less likely to be the mastermind behind the scenes and was indeed trustworthy, but...

But this change started when the messenger for help was attacked, and she was the initiator of the call for help. Is this a coincidence?

Ha, coincidence in the mysterious world?

(End of this chapter)