Am I really hallucinating?

Chapter 106 The Monastery

No. 19 Black Suburb, Blackwood Town.

In a small town located in a desolate land, a white lighthouse stands like a giant creature on a hill not far from the town. The rotating and shining light repeatedly washes over the town and the surrounding area, making it spotless white in an instant, and then quickly dims as the light fades away.

The weather should be sunny, but the black sun in the sky does not seem to provide much light here.

Even so, the sky was still bright daytime.

A group of people wearing heavy equipment returned to the town from outside. The gray clothes looked like protective clothing, which wrapped the people tightly and wore tight gas masks on their faces.

The group finally breathed a sigh of relief after they passed a white sign.

"Back in town."

"Don't be careless, you can't be sure if we're really back."

This brief conversation made everyone's mentality, which had just relaxed a little, tense again, and even heavier.

"Fujii, he was targeted by a ghost last week. He relied on his defense to reach the limit, but he had hallucinations and stopped two steps ahead of time, thinking he was back..."

"Stop talking, Esley." The person next to him held the speaker's shoulder.

Although these are words of warning to others, there is no need to let the scene of the tragic death of teammates happen again.

Everyone continued to move forward with heavy hearts.

After passing the line where the sign was located, a man walked out of a small white house on the edge of the town in the distance, took out a loud speaker and began to direct the routine comprehensive inspection of the group of people who had returned.

They are used to it.

After a long time, people, both men and women, who had taken off their protective clothing, sat in the rest area of the small white room, drinking the hot coffee provided and waiting for all the team members to finish the inspection.

"This coffee tastes sour." One person wrinkled his nose after drinking the coffee.

"Please be understanding. Supplies are only delivered once every six months. Although most of our requests can be met, there are limits on such luxury requests." The person in charge of the small white room today walked into the house with the people doing the final inspection and ticked and signed on their team's list.

When he finally handed it to the team leader, the one who just said the coffee was sour, the person in charge smiled without malice and said, "No problem, congratulations on surviving another round. The next round will be next week, depending on the schedule. Anyway, enjoy your vacation first. Get along well with your family."

These words were not pleasant to hear, but they made the team very excited.

Everyone dispersed on the spot.

Only the captain of that team stayed there and called out to the person in charge: "Ryan, I should be almost there?"

The person in charge stopped walking and searched through the paper files next to him. He took out the man's file, flipped it open, glanced through it quickly, raised his eyebrows, and smiled, "Yes, Tikman. You have been here for three years. Your wife has also been accompanying you in logistical work for the same amount of time. Next week you will be able to end your dangerous days here and return to Dadu. Choose a house in the White City area you like and enjoy the treatment of White City residents. The same applies to your children."

When Tikman heard this, his originally stiff face couldn't help but smile, with tears in his eyes.

"Great."

"That's great, from an unjustly accused criminal in a gray neighborhood to a bright white future. I wish you happiness." The person in charge was also familiar with Tikman and sent his blessings.

Tichelman gave Ryan a big hug.

Suddenly, there was a roar in the sky.

The two looked out the window together and saw a black aircraft flying over the town.

"Today is not the day to deliver supplies, right?" Tikman asked.

"Of course not, otherwise I wouldn't settle for using old coffee beans."

"That's the lighthouse." The joy on Tikman's face quickly faded.

Ryan looked at him in confusion. Tikman hesitated to speak until the end, perhaps because he was about to leave, he said to Ryan carefully: "Ryan, is what we do here really just to open up the future for Dadu?"

Ryan subconsciously shook his head when he heard this, and reached out to pat Tickman on the shoulder: "Oh, Tickman. You must be overthinking it. Otherwise, why are we doing this kind of work that can kill us and turn us into monsters if we're not careful? Don't think too much, you can relax. Your work here is over."

"but……"

Ryan suddenly pulled him into the house and held his head: "No matter what you saw in the past, don't think too much and don't say anything. I think you are more pleasing to the eye, so I will pretend that I didn't hear it this time. Think about your wife and children."

After that, he smiled as if nothing had happened, put his arm around Tickman's shoulders and led him to the door, gently pushed him out, and blessed him again: "I wish you happiness, Tickman."

Tikman watched Ryan close the door, then turned to look at the distant lighthouse where the aircraft was flying.

Although Ryan said this, he still couldn't forget it.

When he first came here, he took the opportunity to go and see the lighthouse out of curiosity.

Under the lighthouse, there is a Gothic monastery. Inside, there are countless bodies of children.

……

Today, the roar of the black minions will once again come to the monastery, representing that the new lamb will be brought to this paradise and hell.

The girl was wearing a clean white dress and was in a luxurious but dimly lit room. She saw the approaching aircraft through the window.

There was no change in her expression. She gently put away the book in her hands, stopped the record player playing music beside her, and stood in front of the mirror to tidy up her appearance.

She combed her long black hair which was messy from sleeping. Her face was as delicate as a doll and as cold as a doll without any fluctuation. Her clear blue eyes were like sea-blue gems.

Finally, wipe the saliva stains from the corners of your mouth and there will be no problem.

She was very beautiful, with a dignified manner, and her appearance meticulously matched the requirements of the nuns, so she didn't need to do too much grooming.

Just like that, she left the noble and elegant room filled with incense.

open the door.

We came to a corridor where the floor, walls, and windows were covered with blood.

After standing there for a while, she found the right direction and walked away as if nothing had happened.

Passing by one room after another, we went downstairs and left the monastery, arriving at the backyard of the monastery.

Caught up.

Here, a black aircraft stopped by and people in uniform led a group of children, some big and some small, to the monastery.

The younger one was about thirteen or fourteen years old; the older one was about the same age as this girl, around twenty years old.

They all come from the metropolis, and they are all the same.

They are all young people collected from places like gray neighborhoods.

When the children were all standing, the nun came.

In fact, there are many nuns in the monastery, but because of this nun's unique status, this title has become her exclusive title. Under the unwritten agreement, everyone calls her this, including other nuns.

She was an old woman who looked very old. She was hunched over and looked like she would fall down in a strong wind. She could not even walk properly.

But she was wearing a nun's uniform and had a solemn demeanor, and standing there, a tense atmosphere arose.

"Lost children. Welcome to the No. 82 Lantern Bearer Training Center. Of course, for the old woman's personal reasons, she prefers to call this place 'Avalon Monastery'."

The children looked at each other in bewilderment, but they felt that the old lady looked quite kind...

"And you are the chosen ones. You came to the monastery in your tender youth and were baptized to be free from the secular world." The nun smiled and said, "After our teachings, your hard work and perseverance will flatten all obstacles on the road, and finally you will become the one who holds up the white lighthouse."

She raised her hand and pointed to the white beacon behind her.

The children who had just arrived naturally couldn't understand.

The girl watching closed her eyes and then slowly opened them.

But soon, they will experience it with their own bodies.

"The future of Dadu lies in you," the nun concluded.

Then other monks and staff took the children to the monastery for their first baptism and education.

"The lambs are in the pen," the girl whispered.

"The Big Bad Wolf is coming too."

Eh?
Not expecting to be answered, the girl subconsciously turned around and saw a stranger she had never seen before, squatting on the ground and looking ahead with interest.

strangeness……

But the next moment, the girl quickly turned her head and looked straight ahead: "The wind is strong."

Then leave as if nothing happened.

But the smile on Zheng Fan's face deepened.

"You, can you see me?"

(End of this chapter)