The Law of Heaven

Chapter 32 Fear Feeds
Aihara cautiously retreated with his gun, only stopping at the edge of the cliff, hesitating whether or not to fire.

If it were before his awakening, he might have been terrified by this bizarre scene, but now that he possesses powerful superpowers, he feels confident and is no longer afraid.

The light from the kerosene lamp illuminated the German officer's pale face. He muttered to himself as if he were mentally unstable, showing no desire to attack.

"Is this a walking corpse?"

Aihara hesitated for a moment.

Although time does not flow on the other side, the Dead Apostles who were trapped here back then could still subjectively feel the passage of time.

A hundred years is enough time for these already mentally deranged Dead Apostles to become mindless zombies.

However, in Aihara's eyes, this German officer did not completely lose his wisdom; rather, he seemed to have Alzheimer's disease or had suffered some kind of shock that caused him to become mentally unstable.

More importantly, the German officers never attacked him, and the reason for this remains unknown.

"Don't zombies bite any living person they see? Or is it that I'm using a clone, and he's not interested in me?"

Aihara was a little confused: "Did I encounter a bug?"

It's like the JRPG games you played as a kid. When the protagonist travels through the map, they always encounter random encounters, monsters that jump out of the bushes, and sometimes even the boss guarding the level will see them and challenge them.

The current situation is a bit strange; it seems Aihara has activated a cheat code, causing the enemy encounter mechanism to malfunction.

"Damn Orientals... They're all liars, deceiving the great German Empire!" The German officer swayed as he sat in his military chair, staring at the kettle of boiling water, his hands gripping the table tightly, filled with extreme resentment.

"eternal life……"

"Monsters, so many monsters!"

"They're all dead, it's a hoax!"

Aihara listened to him mutter for a long time and actually came up with some key information, and seemed to be deep in thought.

It sounds like these Germans came to Fog Mountain on the advice of a group of Easterners in search of a way to achieve immortality, but were ultimately deceived.

It's unclear exactly what happened, but the end result was that the other side swallowed the present world, trapping this German army here for eternity.

After thinking for a moment, Aihara put down his revolver and surprisingly pulled up a chair and sat down in front of the officer.

Since the other party has no desire to attack, there is no need for him to fight. He might as well sit down and have a chat.

We might be able to extract more valuable information from them.

The officer's hands were still scraping against the table, his sharp fingertips digging into the wood, bringing out fine wood chips.

He kept repeating those same few words, which shows just how much he hated those Easterners.

"Foreign devil brother."

Aihara mimicked the other person's accent and asked in broken Chinese, "Who lied to you?"

The German officer did not answer, but his grip on the wooden table became increasingly frantic, until his fingernails bled.

Blood was splattered on the wooden table.

Aihara was stunned for a moment, then suddenly shocked.

The German officer had scraped out the emblem of the Blue Union on the wooden table. The five petals were intertwined with vines. Such an intricate pattern is rarely repeated and could not have been drawn by accident.

This distinctive logo now hangs prominently atop the company headquarters building.

Aihara sensed something was wrong.

Master Zhou said that Deep Blue Union was established by five families after the Germans left the city.

If Master Zhou's statement is true, then this German officer could not have seen this symbol before.

Aihara pondered for a moment and said, "There are two possibilities: either Master Zhou's statement is wrong, or this German officer has seen the Deep Blue Union's logo in the past hundred years and it left a very deep impression on him."

The latter possibility is very low, because this German officer clearly harbored resentment over what happened a hundred years ago, and even though he was delirious, he still couldn't forget it, especially the way he scratched the wooden table and carved that symbol, as if he were frantically tearing apart the body of an enemy, filled with hatred and resentment.

Given the intelligence of a zombie, such hatred is most likely not an act, but an obsession ingrained in its very being.

Aihara leans more towards the former, but Master Zhou may not be lying intentionally, but rather his own understanding is wrong, and the history of Deep Blue Alliance is probably not that simple.

"Did the five families of Deep Blue Alliance deceive these Germans? Did they want to use their power to explore Fog Mountain? But if so, why would the company go to such lengths to explore it again a hundred years later? Logically, they should know what's here."

He couldn't figure it out.

Aihara continued to try to get information out of the German officer, but the officer remained silent, staring blankly at the kettle.

It was at this moment that Aihara noticed what appeared to be a folded piece of paper in his pocket.

Yes, there's a high probability that the items these zombies carry will contain some clues from back then!
Aihara beckoned to the German officer with his finger, and from a distance, he pinched the stack of papers in the officer's pocket.

He moved very carefully, his fingertips seemingly walking on a tightrope, afraid of angering the zombie and causing it to go berserk.

"call."

Aihara pulled out the stack of papers, spread them out on the table, and immediately showed a look of astonishment.

This is a map.

No, to be precise, it's a design drawing.

The design drawing prominently displays the title in both German and Traditional Chinese: Project Immortality.

The design drawings are covered with dense lines and data, detailing the topography of the mountains, including the initial draft of the military fortress, the planned steps for geological exploration, the data from drilling measurements, and the site selection for the laboratory.

"I rely on?"

Aihara was stunned when he saw this scene.

He decisively got up and continued searching in the shed. After carefully searching for five minutes, he found a sealed metal box with an old combination lock.

But this didn't stump Aihara.

He simply gripped the combination lock tightly.

There was a click.

The combination lock shattered instantly.

Aihara opened the metal box, found a sealed document bag, opened the bag, and took out a document.

The document contained a list that looked like a roll call, filled with the names of Germans, all crossed out with a striking red line, as if announcing their deaths.

In addition, there was a stack of photo albums.

When Aihara opened the album, he felt a tingling sensation run up his spine to the back of his head, and a chill ran through his body.

The album was filled with photos of German soldiers on morgues, their pale bodies all dissected, their internal organs removed – a horrifying sight.

Disgusting.

The photographer took close-up shots of the German soldiers' brains; their skulls had been cut open, and bloody material was being removed, but it was not human tissue.

Some are jade, some are stone beads, some are agate, some are rings, and some are prayer beads. "Ancient relics."

Aihara understood.

To put it bluntly, the Germans came to Fog Mountain to mass-produce immortal beings. Most of the soldiers died after fusing with the ancient relics and were turned into specimens.

This is the so-called Immortal Human Project.

But Aihara always felt that things weren't that simple.

Since immortal beings exist in various countries around the world, the Germans have no need to join forces with the Easterners to cause a mess in the Fog Mountain just to mass-produce their own kind.

There must be some other reason.

"Perhaps it's for the power of divine justice."

Aihara sensed a hint of fear.

For a fleeting moment, murderous intent surged forth.

The German officer's eyes suddenly turned bloodshot, like a vampire awakened. His blank face twisted into a sinister grimace as he lunged at him across the wooden table.

Aihara smelled the overwhelming stench of fish.

That smelled like decay.

His pupils suddenly contracted.

Plop.

The German officer lay sprawled on the wooden table, his bloodied hands frozen in mid-air, unable to move an inch.

It was as if they were blocked by an invisible shield.

"He was behaving himself just now, and suddenly he became so overbearing?"

As Aihara closely observed the zombie's hideous face, the German Shepherd in the corner suddenly bared its teeth and lunged at him as if it had gone mad.

Bang! A shot.

The German Shepherd collapsed to the ground, bleeding profusely.

The stench of a corpse emanated from the ground.

"Most likely, my actions triggered some mechanism that caused the walkers to suddenly attack me."

Aihara casually snapped the zombie's neck, turned around, picked up his suitcase, and left.

Now he probably understood why his second uncle had come to Wushan in the pouring rain.

It's highly likely related to something that happened a hundred years ago.

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In the dark canyon, the entire third combat sequence advanced in an orderly manner, with high-precision night vision goggles overhead, and infrared beams scanning the dense jungle to detect dangers.

The drone hovered in the air like a falcon.

This is a fully armed combat formation. All members not only have high ranks, but also carry the most sophisticated and cutting-edge equipment to ensure absolute safety.

Only one person's equipment was extremely simple.

"Yuqing, are you sure you don't need any equipment?"

The experienced Izawa suddenly said that as a veteran captain who had commanded combat formations for many years, he knew what he was about to face and that he had to ensure the safety of his team members.

"Need not."

Jiang Youqing pulled her baseball cap down low, letting her soft bangs fall down, messing up her sharp, clear eyes: "Those devices will only disrupt my magnetic field."

Her black hair was tied into a ponytail and draped over her back. Surprisingly, she wasn't wearing a bulletproof vest over her camouflage combat uniform; instead, she wore a tactical belt with a revolver hanging from it, which accentuated her slender waist. Her wide trousers couldn't hide her long, shapely legs, and a military knife was strapped to her black military boots.

Compared to her fully armed teammates, she looked more like someone who had come for wilderness survival, carrying a huge military backpack on her back, the contents of which remained a mystery to everyone.

The helicopter airdropped this elite team into the mountains. With their extensive experience, they avoided areas where zombies might be present and went straight to the heart of the enemy.

The purpose was to find that strange tomb.

"team leader."

The team member in charge of monitoring the drone looked horrified: "The drone captured bizarre footage..."

"Shhh."

Captain Izawa held up one finger: "Calm down, don't panic. The zombies don't just attack when they smell the scent of the living; they also develop a hunger pang when they sense your fear."

Walkers are creatures that feed on fear; the more afraid you are, the more excited they become. While walkers possess a psychological torrent effect, and no one can remain emotionally stable when facing them directly, if you can control your fear when walkers are not around, you won't attract them.

The team member shakily handed him the tablet computer, saying with a pitiful expression, "Then you can look at it yourself."

"Fuck!"

Izawa glanced at it and was startled.

The drone footage showed a cliff with an abandoned shed on its edge. A kerosene lamp illuminated a dilapidated wooden table, revealing two people sitting opposite each other at the table.

It was a gruesome walking corpse, its face covered in scarlet eyes, like a demon crawling out of hell, its Prussian blue military uniform dripping with corpse oil.

Opposite the walking corpse was a strange man, wrapped up tightly, calmly and self-satisfiedly examining a blueprint.

The walkers were as docile as children in his presence!
"Could this be the mastermind behind it all?"

Izawa was taken aback: "Yuki, look!"

Jiang Youqing glanced over expressionlessly, then frowned suspiciously: "It is indeed strange. This weirdo is clearly not a normal person. Long-lived beings must deal with zombies quickly; this is common knowledge in the other side. Otherwise, prolonged contact will increase the risk of contamination."

At that moment, the atmosphere within the team changed.

They all felt fear.

Suddenly, a rustling sound came from the grass.

"who?"

Someone suddenly became alert.

A pale white shadow flashed by.

A scream suddenly rang out from the ranks.

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