Hang up to study, I became a master of esoteric religion

In the class, some students spoke one after another, crying and complaining that they were trapped and witnessed someone being injured by an infected person.

Some students said that if they saw another student with tattoos, that student's life might be over.

Fear spreads in the group like poison, and people in the group panic.

Even if the monitor came forward to calm down the emotions of the students in the group, no one responded.

Two minutes after the small aftershock passed, the two walked out of the toilet door.

The fog in the room was so thick that nothing could be seen three meters away.

A light bulb above his head was still flickering on and off, giving him a gloomy feeling.

There was a whistling wind in my ear, as if someone was whispering in my ear, telling some kind of ulterior history of blood and tears.

Mariko shook his head, the auditory hallucination sound disappeared again.

The squad leader was lucky that the power was not cut off. If there was no light, the white mist would turn into a pitch-black mist. Black is more frightening than white.

The two walked a few steps and kicked a corpse.

The bloody smell from the corpse lingered in the room, lingering.

The two moved the corpse out of the door, erected the iron door again, and blocked the doorway as a cover.

After a long time, the squad leader sat on the bed with his arms around his legs and said:

"Is Incident Zero over like this?"

The squad leader's expression was a little disbelieving, he thought he was really going to die, but he didn't expect to die.

"I don't know." Mariko said unsurely.

Assuming that No. 460 is on the road most of the time, then this few minutes of earthquake time is enough for No. [-] to run from one far end to another far end, leaving the range of the [-] shelter.

Mariko remembered the headline of the "Uzbekistan Daily", which used the tone of "Number Zero is approaching Shelter 460", and did not say that Number Zero had landed in City 460, the largest shelter in the world.

"Maybe No. [-] has really passed. Squad leader, think about the news headline. No. [-] is not landing, but approaching the shelter."

"After all, we live at a depth of 50 meters underground. Even if it has eyes, it can't see us underground, unless Zero has a more penetrating perception method."

"No, no, it shouldn't be difficult to perceive underground creatures at the level of No. [-]."

"Assuming that No. [-] may be Cthulhu, then he may not deliberately pay attention to the existence of ants, and then we are just skipped..."

Mariko's logic was a bit confused, and she couldn't even convince herself.

The squad leader thought of another message.

The news director had said that Zero would not attack the Vault, but no one believed the director at the time.

"Whether it's the truth or not, I believe it anyway." Yuanzi comforted herself with this reason.

If she doesn't comfort her mentality that is about to collapse, she is afraid that the inner demon will be born from fear and turn into an animal tattoo.

The squad leader heard this, thoughtful, and did not refute: "There is also this possibility."

The two changed masks and continued to stay on the bed to wait for the time to pass.

At eight o'clock in the morning, the light bulb above the head went out automatically.

Now is the working time of the shelter staff, and the civil circuit is automatically turned off to save power, so that no one forgets to turn off the light.

But in the face of a catastrophe, the superiors of the shelter are not rigid people.

Soon after 1 minute, the shelter reactivated the civilian circuits on the entire floor, and the overhead lights re-illuminated the dense fog.

In the community group, more and more people post pictures.

Ceilings cave in and small cracks develop in the floor.

Someone's leg was broken by rubble, and someone was wounded by an infected person.

What's worse is that many people in the group are spreading the word: So-and-so saw someone around him with a tattoo.

Such remarks are not made by one person, but by thousands.

Mariko and the squad leader are now counting who has seen the infected person in the statistics, counting more than 6000 people within an hour.

If these people did not lie, including those who did not speak, then at least tens of thousands of infected people were born in this earthquake.

The members of the black gloves must either clear them out or change their course of action. Otherwise, the space will be full just for isolation, and it will not be possible to implement it at all.

"There are tens of thousands of infected people in our community alone. Other communities have not yet counted, and the three-story residential area below is no exception. Black gloves can't lock up so many people." The squad leader also finished calculating the official data at this time. , with a heavy heart.

Time passed slowly, and there were several aftershocks halfway through, which made everyone feel anxious for a while.

At eleven o'clock in the morning, the dense fog slowly subsided and became visible 200 meters away.

The broadcast system restarted and broadcast to the public:

"After our communication with external channels, it was verified that the earthquake was caused by the passing of No. [-].

Please don't panic, Zero has left.

There will be a few aftershocks in the afternoon, but the problem is no longer serious. The earthquake resistance level of our shelter is sufficient to cope with this disaster. Please keep your mood smooth and don't be nervous. "

After the announcer finished speaking, another male announcer spoke:

"After being notified by our superiors, we found a large number of infected people in the community, and the manpower of the black gloves and the dispatched transport team was insufficient, so we temporarily canceled the large-scale arrest operation.

At present, the target of black gloves is to catch infected people who are intentionally killing people. They cannot control their emotions and will be severely punished by our side.

Infected people who did not kill anyone will no longer be arrested, but please monitor them together, control your emotions, and don’t get angry..."

The broadcaster ba la ba la said that the only dry goods is to temporarily cancel the arrest of normal infected people.

Many infected people breathed a sigh of relief when they heard such a broadcast.

However, from time to time, a bewitching voice rises from the bottom of the infected person's heart, affecting their thoughts, how long can they last?

A foreseeable civil war conflict, buried underground like a powder keg, took root and sprouted.

Chapter 67: New Title: Eye-popping Witch? (Part 2)

afternoon.

Post-disaster reconstruction is undoubtedly a troublesome task. The number of injured people is counted, and manpower is deployed to arrest infected people who cannot control their desire to kill.

Black Gloves is short of manpower, urgently calling for a large number of interviewees.

Regardless of whether they are useful or not, let's use them as interns first.

Mariko had to interview for several checkpoints, and then she was selected by the black gloves and the out-of-service expatriate transportation team.

Now that the situation is urgent, the higher-ups think that the black gloves are in urgent need of manpower, so they directly skip the selection work.

When there is a problem in the work, the newcomers with problems will be kicked out, and the talents who have no problems will be left behind.

In this way, Yuanzi was urgently transferred to Captain Luo's black glove team. This is an old team that hasn't been replenished with fresh blood for two years.

"Every infected person is possessed by a demon, and after the first desire to kill is satisfied, his demon will lurk."

"After a period of silence, the desire to kill escalates again and becomes a stronger urge to kill. This kind of infected person must be caught."

"Of course, not all infected people are so impulsive."

"Some infected people behave very normally. They don't kill people, but sometimes they do strange things."

"For example, if you cut yourself, the more painful the cut, the more irritating you feel."

"After the stimulation caused by the first pain has passed, this kind of demon will also go silent, waiting for the next stronger outbreak."

"In addition to these two types of demons, there are also demons who take pleasure in abusing other people, as well as pica lovers, who specialize in eating strange things such as strange steel, mud, and wall dust."

Mariko was wearing a black uniform, black trousers, and shiny black leather shoes, walking side by side with other people in black.

"Do you remember, Yuanzi?" Uncle Captain Luo said calmly.

There are ten people in this team, and the ratio of male to female is eight to two. After Mariko joined, this ratio just broke and became eight to three.

"Forget it for now." Yuanzi muttered.

Yuanzi opened the suit to check the equipment. There were six rows of flying knives inside the suit. Each blade was as thin as a cicada's wing and extremely sharp. It was a sharp weapon for hurting people.

The Black Gloves have caught so many people, and have made a detailed classification of the infections. Not all infected people are manic.

Now Mariko and the others' task is to act in small groups, carefully classify the infected people, and arrest and imprison those infected people whose desire is to kill.

The resident floor of the shelter after the magnitude [-] earthquake, all you can see are cracks and stones lying on the road.

It's working time and factories are reopening.

It is impossible for the shelter to give everyone a holiday. Even if there are infected people, they must continue to work.

And the people around them will always pay attention to the emotions of the infected person. If something goes wrong, there will naturally be other black-gloved personnel in the factory responsible for security work.

Mariko's team is temporarily in charge of the capture operations in the city. According to internal information, hundreds of people are not at work.

Intelligence analysts believe that these people who do not go to work are suspected to be infected people who have lost control of their emotions.

If it weren't for emotional problems, they would not be out of management.

The Yuanzi team and other black glove teams were ordered to capture these infected people who were not at work, and bring them back for interrogation to see if they were murderers.

This reason sounds magical. If you don't go to work, you will be regarded as a suspected infected person, but the reality is so outrageous.

There are not many people on the street. It is working hours now, and normal people have gone to work.

Yuanzi silently brushed the system's ability to fight on behalf of the system in his heart, regardless of whether there is anyone, first brush it as a respect, in case there is a sneak attacker.

No, it just so happened that Yuanzi and his party passed by the alley, and suddenly his body trembled, and the system took care of his body.

With a turn of his right wrist, the throwing knife flew away from his hand, flew diagonally upwards, and hit the tattooed man crawling along the wall.

"Ah!" The man yelled and fell off the wall.

Everyone was startled. If it wasn't for the fog, who would have discovered a man crawling vertically along the wall in the shadow above their heads.

Yuanzi's knife directly pierced the eyeball, and the knife pierced into the skull.

After the man landed, he didn't die directly, but frantically flicked his hands and legs, trying to escape.

But he was being watched by the black gloves, how could he escape.

Uncle Luo raised his pistol, fired bang bang, and shot the man in the thigh with two single shots at close range.

Others also fired one after another, shooting the other leg and arm of the wall-crawler, making him unable to move forward.

A bullet also hit the buttocks. As for which point it hit, I won't go into details.

Several people swarmed up and pressed the man to the ground, unable to get up.

Mariko thought to himself, this man with animal tattoos is definitely a rare species, he can climb walls vertically, the cutting-edge biology laboratory must be very curious about his physiological structure.

"Yuanzi, your throwing knife is really amazing, you hit the eye with one knife, tsk tsk."

Uncle Luo walked to the front of the wall-crawler, and saw a sharp knife in his pupil frame, with blood flowing horizontally, which was horrible.

Everyone didn't notice that someone was climbing the wall above, but Yuanzi noticed it.

Some old people in the team immediately cast respectful glances.

No matter where the strong are, gold will always shine.

The old people only saw the eye hole wound caused by Yuanzi, but never saw Yuanzi's real attack.

After all, everyone still looked down on her a little bit, but now that Yuanzi made a move, everyone was overwhelmed by her flying knife skills.

If Yuanzi stabbed them secretly, it would be impossible to guard against.

Eye-popping witch.

Someone's throat rolled, and he gave Yuanzi such a terrifying nickname in his heart.

……

"Mariko, you arrested people this afternoon, did they make things difficult for you?"

In the evening, the squad leader sat by the bed and asked worriedly.

The squad leader spent the whole day reviewing the materials in the bedroom. These materials are not so easy to learn. Fortunately, there is enough time for the interview, and she still has a lot of time to study.

Tired of watching, I took the wall patching items I received from the official and slowly patched the wall.

When Yuanzi came back at night, he saw that the house had been repaired by about one-sixth.