Only Player

Chapter 191
Xia continued to recall:
"At that time, several people came to see him. I can't remember what they talked about... Anyway, when they were talking, I heard someone say something like 'Hyperion' and 'us'."

Zhou Yuan's heart was moved when he heard this: "Is your grandfather a superhuman?"

Xia shook his head: "No, but my grandfather was very strong. He lived for more than 150 years and was still able to do heavy work on the ground before he died. Moreover, all his descendants are superhumans."

He is strong, has a long lifespan, and his offspring are all superhumans. This clearly means he has undergone genetic modification... Zhou Yuan hurriedly asked, "Is his body still there?"

The power of night provides a wide variety of divine arts, one of which is a magic that can communicate with the dead. The only requirement is that there must be a corpse, and the corpse must remain intact to a certain degree.

"Corpses? They've already been burned. When someone dies here, they'll be cremated. The elders say that burials will cause corpses to mutate and turn into horrible monsters called zombies that feed on human flesh. Moreover, those zombies carry deadly viruses. Once bitten or caught, living people will also mutate into zombies. In the end, the virus will spread from person to person, forming a terrible zombie tide."

Xia said with some lingering fear, "It seems that there was a zombie crisis in the old world. At that time, the people of the entire city were infected by zombies, and many mutant creatures were born. Maybe the mushroom-headed monsters and sharp-winged moths appeared in this way.

I have read the relevant documents dug out from the ruins, and they are terrifying. "

Cremation... then there won't even be ashes left.

Zhou Yuan felt very sorry: "Are there any other people of the same generation still alive?"

"It's been so many years. Even if I could live longer, I wouldn't be here until now. But my father and uncle seem to know something. Before Grandpa died, he called them into the house alone. When they came out, their faces were very solemn. After that, whenever I asked about this matter, they were always vague and avoided answering."

Xia paused for a moment, as if thinking of something, and said softly, "Do you think my grandfather knows the truth about the Cataclysm?"

"That's impossible." Qiao at the side began to count on his fingers, "Grandpa lived to be 152 years old. If we think back, the Cataclysm had already happened 50 years ago when he was born. How could he possibly know the truth about the Cataclysm?"

"Joe, did you just shoot your brains out?"

Xia raised his hand and gave him a slap. "Hyperion Technology Company has produced hibernation capsules, and grandpa used to be their employee, so he may have used a hibernation capsule. I even suspect that grandpa may have been a person from the old world before the catastrophe.

And think about it, is it reasonable that humans can evolve into superhumans in just two or three generations?
If you think about it carefully, aren’t the ancestors of other superhumans like your grandfather, stronger than ordinary people and living longer than ordinary people?

In the past, everyone believed that the dark and dangerous environment squeezed the potential of humanity, causing some individuals and their offspring to evolve. This is what the Alliance taught in textbooks as well... But after going through so much and excavating so many relics of the Old World, it would be naive to still think so.

Compared to this explanation, I prefer another possibility: they were specially selected to reproduce superhumans to ensure that humans can continue to survive in a dark environment. "

A trace of embarrassment flashed across Qiao's face, because he really didn't think so much...

"Anyway, I must ask my father, uncle and others carefully when I go back this time." A determined look appeared on Xia's face. He would not let them fool him this time.

Uncovering the truth about the Cataclysm has always been her life goal, and now she has a hunch that she is very close to this goal.

Zhou Yuan muttered to himself: "If your father and your relatives are unwilling to tell the truth, then I have no choice but to come."

After mastering psychic powers, obtaining information becomes much easier. With just a bit of mental hypnosis, even the age at which you wet the bed will be revealed.

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Six hours later, the bus arrived at the station.

Xia and Qiao have arrived at their hometown.

This is a human settlement called "Spark Town".

Zhou Yuan looked around at the houses. They were all bungalows built with bricks and tiles, with their doors wide open, as if they were not afraid of thieves at all.

The yards of every household are filled with large quantities of plastic bottles, glass bottles, cables, rags, spare parts, cardboard and other debris, like a garbage dump.

After walking forward for a while, we saw red flames burning fiercely, burning the night sky red. In the square, several large bonfires were blazing. People were singing and dancing around the bonfires, with laughter and joy rising and falling one after another, as if they were holding a grand bonfire party.

"It seems we came back just in time."

Xia happily hummed a melody and explained to Zhou Yuan, "This is the 'Fire God Festival' held every week in Huozhong Town. We pray to the God of Fire, seek protection, pray for good health, family harmony, and everything goes smoothly.

You can eat and drink whatever you want at the party. I recommend you try the grass cakes and sweet grass juice made by Grandma Susan, they are delicious.

If you have a girl you like, you can also invite her to sleep with you directly... Oh, sorry, I forgot that you haven't accepted the customs here yet." "It's okay." Zhou Yuan's eyes fell on the people laughing and talking around the fire, and he couldn't help but feel curious, "Are these all your family members?"

"Yes, the entire Spark Town is one big family."

Xia nodded, with a warm light in her eyes, “In this wasteland world, danger is always there, and family is our only support and source of strength.

...I saw my dad. Wait, I'll go ask him now. Joe, come with me."

"Oh..." Qiao asked Zhou Yuan to wait here for a while, and hurriedly caught up with the aggressive Xia.

Zhou Yuan sent out the magic shadow to follow him, then looked around as if nothing had happened. His eyes fell on a table filled with hot grass cakes and sweet grass juice. The tempting aroma filled the air.

He licked his lips. The grass cake and sweet grass juice looked delicious...

Grass cakes and sweet grass juice are both made from night grass. This plant, which has undergone targeted genetic modification, is the main food in the wasteland world - it has strong adaptability, high yield, fast reproduction speed, and provides sufficient energy and vitamins.

It's like it was tailor-made for the dark world.

Zhou Yuan took a bite of the grass cake and was immediately attracted by the crispy texture, like thin crispy potato chips, but more crispy and delicious. Each bite was accompanied by a wonderful "crunch" sound.

If you taste it carefully, you can taste a light grass fragrance with a subtle salty taste. This taste is fresh and unique, making people feel as if they are between the vast grassland and the magnificent sea.

"Hmm~"

Zhou Yuan let out an admiring sound, and then showed off ten straw cakes in one breath.

Eavesdropping at the same time.

Xia came to his father angrily and said straight to the point: "I want to know what grandpa told you before he died."

Xia's father was stunned at first, and then he fell into silence for a long time after seeing Xia's determined eyes. After a long time, he spoke: "It seems that you have dug up some important clues during this trip...

Well, it's time to tell you that this is not the place to talk, follow me."

Xia's father led the two of them out of the square and headed straight home.

"Stop eating, brother, stop eating. If you eat more, we will have nothing to eat!"

Suddenly someone nearby collapsed and shouted, where the hell did this starving ghost come from?
Zhou Yuan smiled awkwardly, stuffed the last piece of grass cake in his hand into his mouth, picked up a cup of sweet grass juice and drank it all in one gulp. This stuff was quite delicious.

"Don't just eat it yourself, bring some for me too." Fang Qing hidden inside her body made a dissatisfied sound.

"Okay, how much do you want to eat?"

"Three, please, and a glass of sweetgrass juice."

Zhou Yuan took some food while no one was paying attention, then quickly slipped away and found a place to wait and continue eavesdropping.

But before Xia and the others could return home, something unexpected happened.

The grass cakes and sweet grass juice on the table were basically eaten up, so someone brought freshly baked grass cakes and sweet grass juice, but after seeing those things, the Eye of Identification gave a dangerous note.

[These foods are all poisoned. Once eaten, you will die immediately - hehe, this is the revenge from the Church of the Goddess of Night! Go to hell, you heretics who worship the God of Fire! ]

At the same time, the demon shadow hiding beside Xia and Qiao sensed that dozens of humans with murderous intentions were approaching rapidly.

A cold malice as deep as the abyss of hell emanated from the bodies of all those humans.

Zhou Yuan frowned and muttered to himself: "How is this possible..."

(End of this chapter)