Who left their last words here?

Chapter 35 The Invasion Begins! The Day the Walls Break Down
"Special Administration... Heh heh!"

From the depths of darkness, a hoarse voice reached my ears.

His eyes, bloodshot and dark red, stared wide-eyed at Bai Zhou.

The mouth, stained with black blood, gaped open, revealing a chilling and meaningful expression.

Several scarlet last words slowly appeared on the ground:
"You're a cockroach too..."

"——!!!"

Bai Zhou suddenly woke up from his bed.

The first thing I saw was the familiar ceiling... oh, and the familiar colorful posters.

"you're awake."

A cool, slightly hoarse voice came from beside me.

While this startled Bai Zhou, it also made him feel conflictedly relieved.

"Good morning, crow."

Bai Zhou rolled over in bed, sat up, and looked up.

Her black hair cascaded down like a waterfall as the young girl leaned against the windowsill.

One leg is casually stretched out, the toes lightly touching the edge of the windowsill, while the other leg is bent at the knee and supported by the knee, with the languid wrist resting carelessly on the knee.

Her slender fingers hung down naturally, and the light from outside shone through the gap in the curtains, making the pale blue veins on the back of her hand faintly visible.

She tilted her head slightly, resting it on the window frame, her face habitually half-hidden in the shadows, yet tiny specks of light shone on the other side of her face, neck, and her long, straight hair.

The air flowed gently, and the languid sweetness of caramel coffee lingered lazily in the room.

—At this moment, the crow turned to look at the white boat, its rainbow-colored eyes, which had been half-closed, opened.

It was as if a sharp, cold bolt of lightning flashed across the bedroom.

She spoke softly:
"Are you ready, Shirazuki?"

A new day has arrived.

8 month 28 day.

Tonight, the Blood Worship Cult will invade the base.

Then, Han's adjutant would come to the tomb to conduct another "transaction".

"cockroach……"

Bai Zhou thought about the dream he had just had.

The doctor's last words about cockroaches from Hengtan Elementary School inexplicably lingered in Bai Zhou's mind.

So that's what he meant...

Only now did Bai Zhou belatedly realize what was happening.

Perhaps Bai Zhou is overthinking things.

Perhaps that uncle, who seemed to hold a high position as a "doctor" within the Blood Worship Cult, knew some inside information about this place.

Cockroaches prefer to hide in dark places during the day. They are social insects with a fairly stable social structure.

the most important is,

Cockroaches will eat the corpses of their own kind because they are a source of high-quality protein.

—How similar is it to the Special Administration Office here?
The so-called elite commissioners and high-ranking military officers of the Special Administration.

They're just a bunch of... ghouls living underground.

Ghouls dwelling in the shadows of the Listening Sea.

Thinking of this, Bai Zhou took a deep breath.

"You can never have too much preparation."

"So, if you're asking me if I'm ready..."

Bai Zhou answered very seriously, and because he was serious, he hesitated.

It's always difficult to confidently and cheerfully answer "I'm ready" before anything actually happens.

Because life isn't like cooking; you can't prepare all the ingredients in advance, and you might not even know what dish you'll end up with.

If one had to give an objective and affirmative answer, then Bai Zhou could only say that he wasn't actually prepared.

Because the gap between the enemy and ourselves is still insurmountable, and no one can say for sure what kind of changes might occur while we are in the base.

But when a person is about to be eaten by a wild animal, they will not give up running just because they don't have shoes;
They will not lose the courage to fight to the last man when faced with danger because they do not have a suitable weapon.

Relatively speaking, Bai Zhou has done all he could.

Therefore, his answer was:

"Do your best."

Do your best, listen to destiny.

Regardless, we've come this far.

Then... let's be bold and keep going!

"...Not bad."

The crow seemed quite satisfied with the white boat's answer.

"Oh, right, Crow."

"What's wrong?" "Can I ask you a question?"

"what?"

Bai Zhou raised his hand to smooth the ahoge (cowlick) that stood up every morning on his head, and looked at Ya seriously, asking:
"Why is it that whenever I see you, you're either appearing out of nowhere or sitting on a ribbon or on a windowsill? Doesn't that hurt your butt?"

"..."

The crow remained silent, its face cold.

...Could it be because it looks cool?
Bai Zhou tried to understand, but couldn't.

So, for the sixth time, he earnestly presented his idea:
"How about you sleep in the bed from now on?"

"Actually, I could have slept on the floor."

"..."

The crow remained silent, its face cold.

But seeing Bai Zhou's sincere and concerned expression, Ya finally uttered two words awkwardly:
"Need not."

Then she added, "However, that doesn't matter."

"—Another important thing is..."

Bai Zhou blinked: "What?"

Crow raised his hand, pointing his fingertips toward the bathroom:
"—Now, go take a shower, and make sure you get thoroughly clean."

"Huh? What's so important?"

The overly abrupt topic left Bai Zhou puzzled:
"Besides, I just took a shower before going to bed last night..."

“In fact,” Raven said calmly, his expression serious, “bathing is a very important thing in the mysticism.”

I see... I don't understand, but it sounds impressive.

In the end, Bai Zhou still carried a basin of bath products to the bathroom.

By the way, lock the door carefully as usual.

With a "click" sound—

The sound of splashing water soon came from next door.

The girl landed gently and silently on the windowsill.

Then, with a "whoosh"—

She pulled the curtains open.

The cool white light from outside shone in, illuminating the posters on the wall one by one.

Colorful posters adorn the ceiling and side walls...

Bai Zhou gets one or two of them every day from Section Chief Liu.

After all, Section Chief Liu was his only channel.

Section Chief Liu thought Bai Zhou wanted to understand the world and didn't think anything of it. He had no idea that Bai Zhou wanted to cover up the messy traces of his special training in the dormitory.

but.

Right now, there's a poster facing the window, bathed in light, as if it's glowing.

Behind the poster is the corrosion mark left on the wall by the small green bottle that Bai Zhou shot during his first test of the mechanical spear.

The image on the poster shows a ragged man with his arms outstretched, facing the raging storm.

—A line of dialogue was written above:
“You know, some birds are destined not to be caged; every feather of theirs shines with the light of freedom.”

"clatter……"

Crow took one last look at the small dormitory.

Finally, her gaze settled on the calendar hanging on the wall.

Today is February 8.

The month of Jia-Shen, the day of Wu-Yin.

It is advisable to take a bath.

as well as……

Ruined houses and ruined buildings.

—meaning the day the walls are broken down.

……

It's night in a blink of an eye.

0:01.

The dormitory room was still lit up, but it was completely empty.

"Wow—"

Accompanied by a piercing alarm, it swept across the entire 36th branch like a howling ghost.

The entire Special Administration base was thus mobilized intensely.

The various firing positions that had been deployed long ago stirred for a moment, then returned to silence.

The Blood Worship Cult, being remarkably punctual, arrived as promised.

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