Sir Chen, your wife is missing!

The moment he saw the woman, Feng Qingyu began to imagine the scene of her sucking his blood.

The woman looked around coldly. As she walked, the hem of her clothes brushed against the door frame. The tip of her long black spear rubbed against the ground, making a noise that was loud enough to tear the eardrums.

"Sorry, I'm late."

She looked at the two deep sea hunters, Skadi and Ghost Shark.

"We encountered some minor troubles along the way. It took a while to clean up those things. I don't think you guys will mind."

With a voice that was so cold and without many ups and downs, and a face that looked lazy, it was confirmed that she was an iceberg beauty. This woman had a chilling aura. If Skadi was a gentle wave and Ghost Shark was a crazy storm, she was the icy sea in the Arctic Circle.

The air temperature in the room was so cold that it gave her goose bumps. Feng Qingyu had no choice but to open her backpack and put on her autumn coat from Rhodes Island. The coat gave her a sense of security and protected her from the cold night air in Iberia.

Even so, when a woman stares at me, my spine will go numb, as if I were a hunter staring at his prey.

Skadi and Ghost Shark both knew her, so it was obvious that she was a deep-sea hunter. Her dress, appearance, and weapons were no different from those of other deep-sea hunters.

This was a deep-sea hunter that she had never seen before, and she had only heard of him from Skadi. At this moment, the deep-sea hunter walked up to Feng Qingyu with a proud step, and lifted her chin with his cold fingers to look at her.

"Are you the operator from Rhodes Island?"

"I'm... Operator Kuroba from the Rhodes Island Guards. Hello."

Being stared at by the tall deep-sea hunter, Feng Qingyu felt quite pressured. Not only because of her height, but also because of many other aspects. In front of the Agor people, she looked particularly small.

Whether in terms of physical fitness or combat effectiveness, she cannot be compared with him.

The expressions of the Agor people were not friendly enough, giving people a huge sense of oppression and tension, as if the food in front of them might be smashed into pieces at any time.

"Frail, weak, ignorant, confused, and short-sighted, these are what I see in you. It's hard to imagine that Skadi and Shark, two powerful deep-sea hunters, would associate with such a person."

"Don't talk like that, Goletia. She's not a deep-sea hunter, not an Agor, and not one of your men. She has no reason to bear your blame. You should be gentler to others."

"The land taught you these things... Skadi, where are your instincts? As an Agor, as a deep-sea hunter, have your instincts been eroded by the trivial and boring life?"

The Agorian named Goletia showed a look of surprise and disappointment to her companions.

"I thought you would become more fierce, and release your true nature with your sword in this dry and hot air. It seems I was wrong. You have indeed changed a lot, becoming weaker and weaker."

"..."

Skadi had no intention of arguing with her. Since the person had already arrived, she could rest assured and leave the ghost shark to his care.

"Second Captain, I'll leave Laurentina in your care for the time being. I believe you won't harm your team members, especially a capable one."

"Of course not. So, you left your companions to accompany this frail creature for a walk around the neighborhood?"

"almost."

Feng Qingyu felt that he was not well received by Goletia. He was first mercilessly ridiculed and then called a "weak creature". The strong men on land may still be easily defeated in the eyes of the strong men in Agor.

If you can't beat them, just go around them.

After Skadi gave her some instructions, the sky darkened completely and seven strikes were heard from the bell tower in the distance. Only then did the two of them officially leave the safe house and go out for "adventure".

If there are Iberian-themed meat pigeons, the pressure of fighting them will be extremely high, because there will be several monsters that cause mental damage anyway.

There were some dark stains on the hem of Goletia's dress. She mentioned that she got entangled by "those things" on the way here and it took her some time to clean them up.

Those creatures must be sea urchins active on the seabed of Iberia. Sea urchins will be attracted by the blood of deep-sea hunters and pounce on them like mad dogs.

She was already starting to worry.

7. Dead City

With the lighting tool in hand, the dark road seems less hideous and terrifying, like the throat of a giant beast that goes deep into the abyss and will never return.

Walking down the slope, the road under my feet became flat. Even though the roads in the city have not been repaired for a long time, the degree of damage is not serious. There are no honking vehicles passing by, and the road is not broken into pieces by heavy objects.

There are no children playing and laughing in the streets, no young people chatting and laughing, and no elderly people enjoying the cool breeze on the city's sidewalks. The whole city is like a pool of dead water without life, which will not give birth to new life but will only continue to devour existing life.

The atmosphere in Saltwind City was dull and depressing, like the brief period of calm before a storm.

The air was stagnant and the evening breeze was lifeless, bringing only the monotonous smell of sea water and the decayed atmosphere of the dilapidated city. It made the tip of the nose itchy and made breathing difficult, as if someone was deliberately tickling the tip of the nose with the feathers of a feathered animal.

Feng Qingyu missed the brightly lit streets of Longmen. Longmen was the city where she grew up, and the streets and alleys there carried her memories for so many years.

Only those who have experienced prosperous times and strolled among the lights and wine know how miserable such a scene is.

Two ragged and slovenly-looking Liberis were walking towards us. They were of similar build and so thin that only a skeleton was left, like a skeleton covered with a layer of human skin and a little flesh.

The two skeletons glanced at them with dull eyes, and slowly turned to the side, preparing to bypass them. Liberi's movements were like the construction machinery that had been piled up in the warehouse of Rhodes Island for several months without being used and forgotten to be oiled. Every movement was stuck.

"and many more--"

Feng Qingyu stopped them, hoping to take the opportunity to squeeze out some clues.

"Do you know where the best spot in Iberia is? It has a view of the sea and there is an underground mausoleum built by the Victorians nearby."

"..."

The Liberians looked at each other in silence, bewildered.

Victorian might not work here, so she switched to Iberian and asked the same question. The two people still did not give the expected response, as if they did not hear Feng Qingyu's question and continued talking to themselves.

"Supper... by the sea... the bishop said... be pious, get supper... the sea... gives food..."

"Food...give of yourself...get food..."

They muttered something incomprehensible, completely ignoring the existence of Feng Qingyu and Skadi, and walked towards the beach.

"weirdo."

If one or two people can’t get the answer, just try someone else. There will always be someone willing to speak up.

Then they met an old woman named Fidea who was passing by with a cart. The old woman was about sixty or seventy years old, with a hunched back and wearing a shabby gray dress.

"Ma'am, please wait a moment. I have something to ask you."

The old woman seemed to be more sober than the two young men just now. When she heard Feng Qingyu's question, she immediately stopped and looked him up and down with a suspicious look.

"What...what happened?"

"Let me get my words together. By the way, do you need food?"

"Really...ok?"

The cold voice immediately became excited when he heard the word "food".

The land has become rotten and can no longer produce crops. The water in the ocean no longer flows naturally. There are no fresh fish and other marine life. The people of Saltwind City have lost the capital for their survival, and food has become difficult to obtain.

In order to find food and clean water, some people left the city and the country, and it became less shameful to ask outsiders for food.

There was hope in her eyes and her skinny hands tightly grasped the handle of the cart.

"This is all I have on me. I'll give it all to you."

Feng Qingyu dumped all the compressed biscuits, dried fruits, and dehydrated vegetable bags from his backpack into the old woman's cart. At the other end of the cart were piles of fresh shellfish that smelled fishy, ​​and some strange-looking dried fish. The dried fish looked more and more like a dread fish, and its blue shell emitted a psychedelic halo in the firelight.

Something will definitely go wrong if she eats it. I can only pray that the old woman hasn't eaten it yet.

"These fish... it's better not to eat them."

"Yes... these cannot be eaten... How could I have forgotten? The things given by the Deep Sea Bishop... cannot... cannot be eaten..."

The old woman's mind also fell into a brief trance. After being reminded by others, she threw away the dried fish like garbage.

People living in Yanfeng City have more or less mental problems, just like this seriously ill land. Feng Qingyu felt sympathy for her. It was not easy to meet a local who could communicate with her, so it was best not to give up the opportunity to have a deep conversation.

"Let me take care of pushing the cart—"

"I come."

Skadi grabbed the handrail first and pushed Feng Qingyu aside.

"Your back isn't healed yet, so don't try to be brave. I'll push the cart in front while you talk to this lady."

"Then please."

Using food as the entry point is the best strategy. Old lady Fidelia hasn't seen outsiders in Saltwind City for a long time, and she has changed her depressed and dull expression when she first met them.

"We have food for tonight, tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow... We should be able to hold out for a few more days... There will always be a way... I really don't want to go into the sea, and I don't want to draw the red one..."

"Red what?"

"Shells... red shells... whoever draws a red shell... goes to the seaside after dark... lives in the sea..."

The old woman suddenly became crazy and her speech became intermittent and disorganized.

She recalled some bad things, and her mental state was sometimes good and sometimes bad. Feng Qingyu had no choice but to support her and send her home before she went completely crazy.

The old woman's house is not far from the beach plaza, and it is on the left when you go down the ramp. The house is far away from other people's settlements, and it seems more quiet. Apart from the sound of the sea breeze and waves, there is only the tinnitus.

The yard was clean and everything was in order.

The land in the courtyard has become barren and has shown serious salinization, making it difficult for even weeds to grow. Farm tools used for farming are placed next to them, and the metal parts have reddish-brown rust spots.

While other citizens' houses were cluttered like ruins or garbage dumps, the old woman's home was a breath of fresh air.

The lights were on in the house, and orange light seeped out from the broken windows and door cracks. A slender figure was moving in the room. The person had flowing shoulder-length hair and should be a relative of the old woman.

Hearing footsteps at the door, the figure trotted and opened the wooden door.

"Grandma Petra, you're back?"

"I'm back... I'm back... There are guests, two guests from outside... Tea, little Annie, please make some tea for the guests..."

The old woman named Petra opened the cabinet and rummaged through it.

Little Anne is a pretty Iberian girl, an Iberian girl with clear eyes and a normal mind.

8. The only two normal people

The cupboard was empty except for a pack of Victoria black tea that had expired several years earlier.

"Grandma Petra, this bag of tea cannot be drunk. It has already passed the 1095... What is the term?"

“Shelf life.”

Feng Qingyu glanced at the tea bag and added.

"Yes, it's expiration date. The only thing we can use to entertain guests here is the hot water we boil ourselves, if you don't mind."

The girl walked towards the only wooden table in the room, which had a slab of stone under its legs.

For a classic high-low-leg table, you can either replace one of the legs or cut off the extra length of the other legs. The second method is more troublesome, and many people like to use something to pad the most worn leg to get by.

There is a candlestick on the table with a candle that is almost burned out. The solidified white candle oil is accumulated at the bottom. It can be scraped off and made into a candle for reuse.

The power system of Saltwind City was seriously damaged many years ago, and no one has repaired it. The king and nobles of the capital have not paid their attention to this place for many years. Citizens everywhere are in dire straits, and those people are busy with their own affairs. They usually don't care about the lives of ordinary people, and they don't care about them now.

The Inquisition did not care about this. Unless there were suspicious people who needed to be arrested in the city, the Inquisitors holding lanterns and swords would appear with their men in a mighty procession.

The ceiling chandelier was covered with dust and cobwebs, the light switches on the wall were yellow and old, and under the broken plastic were old abandoned circuits. Although the living room was simple, the floor was cleaned very well, and there was a special utility room for the sundries, unlike other people who threw them randomly.

The matching chair was also uneven, and the body tilted forward slightly when sitting on it. Feng Qingyu couldn't help but worry about his own Pi Yan's safety.

If the muscle was penetrated by the broken chair leg, he would not be able to mate for at least a month. For Drake, not being able to mate was like losing half his life.

The kidney-tonifying medicine made from reed grass can not only heal the exhausted body after mating, but also has the additional ability to prolong the mating time and strengthen the ability. Everyone who has used it says it is good.

Feng Qingyu can already withstand the current mating intensity well, and tries his best to cooperate with the requests of the operators.

She sat down carefully, trying not to move the chair, always alert to its structural strength, and if she felt the chair was about to fall apart, she would immediately move the drum to ensure the safety of the circular muscle.

The black-haired girl poured a cup of hot water for Skadi and Feng Qingyu.

"Please enjoy your meal, my two guests. By the way, my name is Anita, and I'm Grandma Petra's neighbor. Although everyone calls me 'Wooden Frame', I prefer the name I made up myself."

Anita was curious about the two guests who came from afar. Her eyes moved back and forth between Feng Qingyu and Skadi. Their lively appearance was rare in this city.

The other citizens were rigid in mind and body, the young girl stood out in the crowd and was in good mental condition, unlike the old woman Petra who alternated between lucidity and madness.

Although she was crazy, she was more sober than any other citizen in Yanfeng City.

Skadi took out the "treasure" from the bottom of her backpack - a few cups of Tom Yum Goong flavored instant noodles. She has a special liking for the flavor of instant noodles collected by the doctor, and 2/3 of her backpack is this flavor.

Feng Qingyu couldn't understand her hobby and took out his own self-heating rice.

Yanguo's special fast food, no fire or electricity, you can eat hot food in ten minutes. Except for the small portion and high price, it is not as delicious as the big pot dishes in the cafeteria, there are no obvious disadvantages.

They still couldn't find any suitable restaurant to eat in. All the restaurants in the city were closed. Petra also said that they couldn't produce any food and could only survive on the food provided by the Deep Sea Bishop.

Petra returned home and sat in the rocking chair without moving, neither talking nor eating. She just stared blankly at the candlelight on the table with a dazed look.