foreigner's journey

Chapter 259: Condolence X Investigation
The skies over Norim are cloudy for at least a third of the year, and today is no exception.

Moreover, the residents of Nuolimu City found that the thick clouds above the sky were slowly rotating like a sea vortex, and the strong humidity was mixed with the strong wind, as if a storm was coming.

Pedestrians on the street became hurried, and everyone hurried home.

Only a man wearing a black windbreaker and a black wide felt hat stood quietly in front of the ruins of 'Octopus Jack's Department Store'.

The fire destroyed everything, leaving only charred ruins.

Heather squatted down, picked up a scorched wooden signboard from the ruins in front of her, and slowly wiped off the burnt ash with her right hand wearing a black leather glove.

The shape of the poorly drawn cartoon octopus on the signboard is almost indistinguishable.

"Young man, are you a friend of the owner of this store?" A trembling old voice came from behind Heather.

Looking back, I saw a white-haired old man wearing a thick woolen coat and a bowler hat standing on the side of the street with a cane, looking at Heather:
"Don't look for it, the owner of this store has died in the fire."

"...When did it happen?" Heather casually threw the signboard back into the ruins, splashing a lot of dust.

"About three weeks ago, it was really a sudden fire. It almost swept half the street, and the fire even lit up the night sky."

The old man raised his head slightly and fell into memory:

"People in the whole street mobilized to do their best to put out the fire. Even so, four people died in the fire, including Jack, the owner of the store. Old Jack was actually a good man. Knife mouth bean curd heart, alas... good people don't live long. Huh? Young people?"

The old man came back to his senses, only to find that the young man in front of him who was wearing a black windbreaker and couldn't see his face clearly disappeared quietly at some point, as if he had never appeared before.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but the old man seems to have heard the familiar "jingle bell" bell ringing in the grocery store.

The melted and twisted metal shelves meandered upwards, humming in the increasing wind, like scorched arms reaching out to the sky in a raging fire and screaming desperately.

There was a dull sound of thunder in the dark clouds, and the old man muttered, "It's strange, it hasn't rained at this time of year", then turned up his collar and walked towards his home.

Not long after, the storm came as expected, covering the sky and the earth in the rain.

The dark sky was covered by black rain clouds, and thunder flashed from time to time.

An old man in a large kimono stood on the top of a steep rock, with his right index finger and thumb circled in front of his right eye, facing the wind and rain, looking at the towering ant nest in the far east.

This is the NGL self-governing country, and its citizens have been devoured. Except for the chimera ants, the only ones left in this country are the professional hunters who come to 'kill the insects'.

Isaac Nitero, the president of the Hunter Association and the world's strongest Psychic, has shown that the Hunter Association attaches great importance to this matter.

After all, a total of 34 professional hunters were buried here, and many of them were one-star or even two-star powerful hunters.

Different from the comics that Heather read, the chimeric ant queen devoured more human flesh and blood and gave birth to a powerful soldier ant commander who was far more powerful than in the comics. They led a large number of chimeric ants to hunt and kill humans wantonly Contribute the flesh and blood to the ant queen to devour, so as to breed the most powerful ant queen in the history of chimeric ants.

Just like the gourd baby saved grandpa, first the ordinary professional hunters were wiped out, the flesh and blood of powerful humans nourished and made the queen ant breed a powerful division leader, and then the hunters composed of people with psychic abilities were hunted down by the division leaders and killed. Dedicated to the devouring of the queen, the flesh and blood of these psychics became the best tonic, and the terrifying "King's Guard" was born.

When Nitro came to the anthill to investigate, he found that the situation was out of control.

If you look at it from the perspective of a person with the ability to read, in fact, [Nian] can also be divided by color and shape.

In Netero's field of vision, two extremely terrifying [Intents] are guarding the ant nest, and two other indistinguishable [Intentions] seem to be still being conceived.

Four 'guards of the king'?It's really tricky.

Netero stroked his long beard and showed a competitive smile. He didn't expect that he could be a challenger when he was old, which was interesting.

Regardless of being completely drenched in rain, Nitro smiled and looked behind him: "What do you think?"

"It is indeed a very powerful [Nian]."

Standing behind Netero in a raincoat, Xu Qidor still looked gentle, she put down the binoculars in her hand and nodded slightly:

"To put it bluntly, it's even more exaggerated than your readiness→President."

"You mean that each of these guys has the strongest strength in the world?" Beside him, the tall 'Wei' Yinta was startled.

Before Qidor could answer, Nitero stroked his beard and laughed loudly: "My strength is less than half of what it was in my heyday, and 'the world's most powerful telekinetic' is just touted by the world. To say that the world's most Strong, Heather is more deserving of this title than me."

"Unfortunately, Heather is already dead. To this day, I haven't been able to figure out where the black mist originated, and even broke through Heather's 'light egg' defense and killed her to the bone."

Speaking of Heather, Kiddor still felt a little regretful, obviously they had formed a bond with each other, they could become partners in life and death, why did they die in that black mist?Heather, you can clearly become the most powerful and steadfast successor to the president. If you hadn't died, neither would Pariston and Jin...

Yinta scratched his bearded chin: "Speaking of Heather... President, I heard some bad rumors in the black market, and it seems to be spread by that bastard Palliston."

Nitro waved his hand: "Jin has already dealt with this matter, you don't need to worry about it anymore. In other words, it's rare to see such an angry Jin..."

Yinta and Qidor looked at each other, and the latter pushed his rain-filled glasses and asked, "So, what is your conclusion for this observation mission on chimeric ants?"

"Organize the manpower and prepare for a big battle."

Nitro shook his head: "Call together all kinds of experts, and at the same time inform V5 of the specific situation and hazards of chimeric ants. This is a catastrophe with a danger level of B. If it fails, it may lead to the extinction of human beings. V5 can Can’t stay out of it.”

"The United States of Saheer Tower also wants to notify?" Qidor suddenly asked.

Nitro glanced at Qidor: "Of course, I know why you hate the United States of Saheerta, little Qidor, in fact, I also hate them, a group of moths who can only bully the weak and fear the hard, and are insatiable... But, Now we are discussing a major crisis that concerns the survival of mankind, so let’s put aside personal grievances for now.”

Beep!
At this time, the cell phone in Nitro's arms suddenly rang.

(End of this chapter)