Embers Ad Infinitum

The latest website: Long Yuehong reached out and picked up the piece of paper, and quickly browsed it:

"Bag No. 1 is for Johnny's wife.

"Bag No. 2 is for Donovan's parents.

"Bag No. 3 is for the son of John Lies.

"Bag No. 4 is for Imoen's family."

This is a simple allocation plan.

Long Yuehong took this piece of paper, walked back to Waite, and knelt down.

Bai Chen, who had reported the situation to Jiang Baimian, shook his head:

"Can't be saved."

Even if Waiter is injected with non-card biologics now, given his severe blood loss, there is not enough suitable blood to supplement him, it will allow him to last for two or three minutes, which is of little significance.

However, the non-cards carried by the "old tune group" are inherently limited, and they can't be wasted, so Bai Chen naturally doesn't want to waste it.

When Long Yuehong thought of Waite's timid and cautious appearance in the ruins, she felt a little sad for a while.

He hurriedly said to Waite:

"Do you want us to help you bring this harvest to your companion's family?"

Hearing these words, Waite's face, whose eyes had lost sight, glowed with a little brilliance.

He nodded very hard, and there was an inaudible sound in his throat.

Long Yuehong lowered his head, leaned over, and finally heard what Wetter was saying.

"Thanks...thanks..." Waite's voice stopped abruptly, his head tilted to one side.

Long Yuehong stared for a few seconds and sighed for a long time.

He stood up slowly, checked the room with Bai Chen, and found five small cloth bags from Waite's carrying bag, four of which were labeled, from one to four.

Each cloth bag contains a lot of gold jewelry, special alloys and folded technical materials, except for the unlabeled one, the weights are almost the same.

The unlabeled one has the fewest items.

"He should have sorted these after he came back." Long Yuehong sighed, "He never thought that he would'suicide' at that time."

Bai Chen looked around, did not respond to the feelings of his companions, and said simply:

"No clue."

Long Yuehong looked back at Waite's corpse and the large pool of blood, and sighed again.

...

Where the "Old Tune Group" parked, the surviving Wang Fugui, Gray and Jiang Baimian gathered together.

—Ferrington also committed suicide. He hanged himself with a belt.

"Why only Waite, Fars and Ferrington "suicide", but we have nothing to do?" Long Yuehong was puzzled.

If it weren't for the "old tune group" and there was nothing wrong with it, he would have doubted whether Wang Fugui or Gray was doing the trick.

In the next second, Shang Jianyao answered Long Yuehong's question:

"Why do you think we are fine?"

Long Yuehong was shocked when she heard it. He glanced at each side, and found that everyone looked solemn.

Except for Gnava.

He has no expression.

Is this because we haven't had time to have an accident? But, when we were affected, there was no sign at all... Long Yuehong used his exhaled way to ease the waves in his heart.

After a long time, Jiang Baimian sighed:

"It's worthy of the wasteland No. 13 relic..."

In the whole thing, except for the initial impact, which led to two subsequent explorations. At other times, Jiang Baimian asked himself that he had done well enough, leaving no omissions, and avoided all the risks that he could think of. Even so, they unknowingly went to "death".

If it hadn't been for the deaths of Waite, Fars, and Ferrington to wake them up, no one could tell what would happen to them now.

"None of us got within one kilometer of the radio station." Bai Chen was equally puzzled.

The company gave a very accurate figure.

Wang Fugui and Gray looked at each other, and both slowly shook their heads, saying that they hadn't noticed when they were affected by Wu Meng.

After all, they didn't hear the hint of suicide.

Shang Jianyao snapped his right hand and punched his left palm:

"I understand!"

Wang Fugui and Gray looked at him abruptly, with subconscious expectations.

Jiang Baimian also looked forward to it, wanting to see what unusual reasons this guy could come up with.

That might inspire her.

Shang Jianyao said seriously:

"Within a certain range, all electronic products that can be used are Wu Meng's clones.

"As we explored, he was always by our side, everywhere."

Jiang Baimian was a little surprised to hear:

"Maybe…"

She remembered that she had sensed electricity from a loudspeaker in the roadside mall.

"He has quietly influenced us through those electronic products, and he doesn't need to use words to induce?" Gray was not too convinced.

Judging from Wu Meng's previous performance, in addition to his opening speech, he also needs to rely on language to complete the final manipulation.

"It's not impossible. That way is more concealed, and the effect will not be so obvious. It takes time and time to achieve the purpose Wu Meng wants." Wang Fugui said with consideration.

Jiang Baimian immediately added:

"That's why he used words to induce us and let us enter the ruins again and again."

"This..." Long Yuehong suddenly felt like things were strung together.

Bai Chen looked at the tactical backpack behind Jiang Baimian, and said as if he understood something:

"That newspaper deliberately left us clues, wanting us to go to the ruins again?

"A large part of us have not been affected enough, and we have not reached the critical point of suicide. We still need to strengthen the effect?"

"This explanation is very reasonable." The more Long Yuehong thought about it, the more he felt that this was the case.

Because of the presence of outsiders, Gnawa remained silent and did not participate in the discussion voluntarily.

After listening to Wang Fugui, he thought for a while and said:

"Actually, I have another guess about the reason why we are okay."

"What is it?" Shang Jianyao asked curiously.

Wang Fugui looked around, his expression gradually solemn:

"I'm a member of a religious organization, and Gray seems to be too. We are all blessed by different ages, so we didn't commit suicide.

"You should also be a certain age-old devout believer. When I entered the cave for the first time, I saw it, and Waite and Fars are relatively pure relic hunters. They believe in everything, and don’t believe in anything. ."

He didn't know much about Fei Lintong and didn't comment on it, but judging from the relationship between the other party and the Mirror Sect, he believed that this person was not a devout believer.

While Jiang Baimian was amused, Shang Jianyao took out the "Picture of the Heavens Holding the Year and Blessing":

"Do you want to ask us whether we believe in'Yougu','Siming','Last Man','Shuangri','Broken Mirror','Bodhi','Golden Balance', or'Scorching Gate'?"

The expressions of Wang Fugui and Gray became strange and complicated in an instant, as if they had never met such a person.

Shang Jian Yao put away the paper and asked sincerely:

"What is the sacrament of your two families?"

Wang Fugui replied subconsciously:

"Various methods of gall and spinach."

Shang Jianyao didn't ask them what sect they were or which one they believed in. He looked directly at Gray, which made Wang Fugui feel insulted inexplicably.

Gray hesitated and said:

"This is not convenient for outsiders."

"You can't recruit believers like this." Shang Jian Yao said earnestly.

He successfully deflected the topic, and almost no one paid attention to Wu Meng's influence.

Gray tightened his clothes and stopped responding to Shang Jian Yao.

Jiang Baimian made a round in time:

"There is another possibility. The three who died just extracted the contents of the newspaper and did not take photos."

She is looking for similarities and differences.

"But I also picked up some content when I went back, so that I can usually read it..." Wang Fugui didn't agree too much with this. "If someone has read the newspaper and someone hasn't read it, then it is understandable. The equipment and locations that can be photographed are all In the camp, far away from Wu Meng, it is unlikely to be affected."

Jiang Baimian nodded gently:

"indeed.

"In short, you should pay attention later. It is best to find someone to stay with you for a period of time, well, at least half a month."

As for the "old tune group", this task must be given to Gnawa.

Wang Fugui and Gray both dared not care about this, and successively expressed that they really wanted to do so.

After watching them leave, Jiang Baimian looked at Long Yuehong:

"Do you want to help Waite to send those gains to the corresponding people?"

The relics of Fars were handled by Wang Fugui and Gray, who were more familiar with him, and Ferrintong handed it over to a friend of his in the camp.

"Yeah." Long Yuehong nodded slightly, without explaining why he wanted to do this.

He immediately raised a difficulty:

"However, Waite didn't write the addresses of those people and his own family members, and there were no useful clues in the items left. I don't know where to find them."

"Wette's accent belongs to Primordial City, and his companions are likely to be too." Jiang Baimian recalled briefly, "We can go to the Guild of Primordial City to post missions. There should be many relic hunters who know them and are familiar with them."

After discussing this matter, Jiang Baimian said to Genawat:

"During this time, you are paying attention to our unconscious actions, and after visiting Xiao Chong, you can decide whether to continue."

"Okay." Genawah agreed.

Jiang Baimian immediately said to the other members of the group:

"Take turns to rest. Old Ge works harder and will leave tomorrow morning."

"Okay." Long Yuehong still walked towards the Jeep a little uneasy, and the others had no objection either.

...

Early the next morning, the five members of the "old tune group" who had no abnormalities got on the car and drove to the entrance of the camp.

Suddenly, a figure jumped out and stood in front of their car.

This figure has white sideburns and is quite young. UU Reading www.uukahnshu.com is the owner of the camp hotel.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Baimian asked solemnly, pressing down the car window.

Couldn't it be Wang Fugui and Gray who had an accident?

The innkeeper sighed:

"You kicked the four doors, you have to lose some money, you can't just leave like this."

He has lived for enough years to dare to open a hotel in the forward camp. Apart from a little skill, he is not too afraid of death.

"..." The four members of the "Old Tune Group" were all a bit sluggish for a while.

When Shang saw Yao suddenly realized, he took out the coin from his body with a look of guilt.

After this episode, the two cars drove down the mountain and returned to the original city.

After almost a quarter of an hour, Wang Fugui, who had done morning exercises, was blocked by the hotel owner as soon as he returned to his room and asked for repairs to the door.