The Lost City of Alien Beasts

Chapter 101 Three Questions
Gao Yang was secretly surprised. With Douhu's fighting power, shouldn't he quickly defeat the enemy?He actually got into a stalemate with the opponent. Does this mean that the enemy's strength is unfathomable?

Soon, Gao Yang found that he was thinking too much.

Douhu held the knife in one hand and put his pocket in the other. He turned to look at the four of them and said in a relaxed tone, "Are you done? Come on, class is on..."

Soon enough, the trumpeter took advantage of Douhu's turning to launch a surprise attack, stabbing Douhu's back with his sharp claws.

"Small……"

Gao Yang didn't even finish saying the word "heart", Dou Hu had already made a prediction.

He turned half sideways, holding the knife in his backhand, firmly holding the opponent's claws and flicking the opponent away.

At the moment when the force collided, the opponent's body became slightly unstable, but in this very short gap, Douhu's body seemed to press the accelerator button. He rotated the handle of the knife and swung out a cunningly angled strike from bottom to top. With one knife, the horner's entire arm was cleanly cut off.

Time seemed to freeze for half a second before Douhu turned around and put away his knife.

"Pfft-"

The trumpeter's entire arm was removed, and for a moment blood flowed like a torrent, spraying all over the sky.

Douhu stood in the scarlet rain of blood, his back facing the wailing trumpeter who fell to the ground. He was so handsome that he had no friends.

Seeing that everyone was still stunned, he snapped his fingers: "Concentrate, class is on."

The three of them came back to their senses.

"Beasts have levels. Generally speaking, the crazy beasts belong to D, and the angry beasts belong to C. However, the trumpeter among the angry beasts, although his combat power is average, has leader attributes and is classified as C+."

Douhu wiped away the scattered blood drops on his face and continued: "Remember, if you encounter a beast above C+ and have the absolute strength to deal with it, you must go through the three-question process."

"Three questions about the process?" Gao Yang's curious baby's antenna stood up again.

"Ask the beast three questions, the rules set by the captain." White Rabbit looked proud: "In recent years, the organization has actually begun to follow suit."

"Yes," Douhu nodded: "We awakened ones have been trying to negotiate with the beast. Although there has been no progress, we still cannot give up."

Douhu turned around and looked at the trumpeter in a pool of blood.

At this moment, he has returned to his human form and looks like a pitiful and weak high school student.

He covered his broken arm, his face was pale and his whole body was bright red. He slumped under the bench, seemingly giving up resistance.

Douhu looked into the trumpeter's eyes, and his voice was filled with the solemnity of the equality of all living beings: "Who are you?"

The trumpeter tilted his head, his face so calm that it was almost numb.

"Where to go?" Douhu asked his second question.

The high school students remained indifferent.

The beast's reaction seemed to be what Douhu expected. He paused and asked the last question: "Choose forgiveness or death."

Throughout, there was no emotion on the trumpeter's face.

Until Douhu asked the third question, the broken luster in his eyes flashed, and Gao Yang even saw a hint of contempt and pity in it.

"Death," answered the trumpeter.

Douhu was very disappointed and shook his head and said: "I really doubt that you guys mass-produced them in the same factory, just like repeaters."

The trumpeter stopped talking. He raised his head, his chest rose exaggeratedly, his throat moved weirdly, and he made incredible sounds from his mouth.

It was a high-pitched, ethereal, sad throat, like a giant whale in the deep sea, crying for some ancient destiny.

Gao Yang felt that it sounded very familiar, and suddenly, he remembered it!

On a summer night in his childhood, he overheard this sound outside his grandfather's room. The next day, his grandfather died.

——Is grandpa a trumpeter? !

Gao Yang shuddered. He couldn't help shouting to the trumpeter: "What are you singing? Answer me!"

The young trumpeter did not answer, his "singing" stopped abruptly, he slowly lowered his head, and his chest stopped rising.

he died.

Rather, he hastened the end of his life.

Gao Yang froze on the spot, feeling very confused for a moment. "Teacher, all animals are like this..." Officer Huang searched for words, "Are they heroic?"

"That's not the case. The Horner is very special. After transforming into a beast, he can still retain nearly human rationality and emotions."

Douhu smacked his lips, "That's why we tried to negotiate with them. Unfortunately, their mouths are too tough and we can't pry them off at all."

White Rabbit tilted his head, "A warm reminder, like the Slayer and the Devourer, they are basically bloodthirsty and will not stop dying. Don't waste time asking questions, just chop them down."

"I've seen it before." Officer Huang recalled the bad memories.

"Okay, the make-up lesson is over." Douhu clapped his hands, "Before continuing, let's review the current stage."

Douhu looked at Gao Yang, "You come first. Have you found anything suspicious?"

Gao Yang returned to rationality, organized his thoughts, and nodded: "Yes."

"Tell me."

"There was something wrong with the subway station where we stopped just now." Gao Yang looked at everyone.

"The fight was going on, so I didn't pay much attention." White Rabbit said.

"Although the doors between each car are locked, when the subway stops at the station, the doors to the outside of the subway will automatically open. However, those passengers only squeezed into our car."

"Yes, haven't the other compartment doors been opened?" White Rabbit looked at everyone.

"It's not that it's not opened, it's that it doesn't exist." Qing Ling said lightly.

Everyone looked at Qing Ling.

"I noticed that the subway station just now was very small." Qing Ling said, while taking back the weapon in his hand, "It seems that there is only enough space for our car to enter the station."

"Are you sure?" Douhu frowned, "Are you getting dazzled?"

"No." Qing Ling was determined.

Douhu lowered his head slightly and tapped his forehead with his index finger: "This place feels weird."

Officer Huang regretted his mistake and sighed repeatedly, "I knew it wasn't that simple. I really shouldn't have come in."

"Huang Niu, relax." Douhu patted Officer Huang on the back: "It's naturally straight from the bridge to the bow."

"The boat has arrived at the bridge." Officer Huang was dumbfounded.

"Pound pound pound!"

There was a knock on the door of a carriage behind him.

The five people were immediately alert and turned to look at the carriage door.

Gao Yang has already reacted:

wrong!This direction is the last carriage they just walked over. This carriage was clearly empty before, and White Rabbit kicked the door open at that time, but why is it locked now?

"Fairy water!" Douhu made a quick decision, and he obviously realized this.

"呲呲呲-"

Gao Yang quickly took out a bottle of small spray from the side pocket of his backpack and sprayed it randomly around him. The air was filled with dark purple granular dust.

The five people inhaled the dust for a few times, as if they had inhaled some kind of toilet water. Their noses, throats and chests were burning, and instead they felt extremely clear-headed and highly concentrated.

The scientific name of "Fairy Water" is: Magic Spray.

It is an auxiliary prop specially made by awakened people with the talent [Divine Blessing], specifically to deal with enemies with illusion talent. This product is rare in quantity and has a short shelf life. Only large organizations can afford it.

Obviously, everyone's first reaction to this extremely unreasonable situation is that they have been caught in an illusion.

The chant that the trumpeter just performed before committing suicide was probably the way to activate the illusion.

The five people relied on the magic water to stabilize their minds, and looked at the carriage door again. The door was still locked, and the sound of banging on the door was still there.

"Pound pound pound!"

"Help! Open the door quickly!" There was a cry from behind the door.

(End of this chapter)