Besides Master Dashan, there were five other monks in the temple, but these monks did not possess Master Dashan's extraordinary powers.
Adding Su Nuo and the other, there were twenty-three refugees in the temple. Beneath the temple was a granary, which could sustain everyone for half a year to a year even if they ate and drank to their heart's content…
Lu Qiyou's warmth made Qin Su feel a sliver of comfort, and also gave them a hint of anticipation for life here.
In the evening, they followed Lu Qiyou to the mess hall for their meal. The food consisted only of pickles and thin porridge, but Su Nuo and Qin Shuhe ate with satisfaction.
However, what made Su Nuo slightly uneasy was the legendary Master Dashan.
It was said he was an old man over eighty, but his physique was too exaggerated.
His arms were thicker than Su Nuo's legs, and his bulging muscles strained the red robes. His build indeed looked like it could smash monsters to death.
However, Master Dashan's skin was a dark bluish-green, with a metallic sheen, making him look somewhat inhuman…
Furthermore, his gaze towards Qin Shuhe seemed fierce, but when Su Nuo observed him closely, Master Dashan returned to a state of being expressionless.
Dashan's strangeness somewhat frightened Su Nuo. When he slept, he held Qin Shuhe's hand tightly in one hand, and a gun in the other, to guard against any unforeseen events in the middle of the night.
He was a former federal soldier who had assisted the Hunter Association in eradicating monsters.
Therefore, he knew how dangerous the current Qingji Province was, so even though it appeared very safe here, he would not let his guard down.
However, he hadn't had a good sleep in such a long time that after holding on for a while, he eventually fell into a deep slumber…
…
A black airplane weaved rapidly through the clouds, piloted by a snake.
Inside the plane, Wen Wen stood before a mirror, admiring his current appearance with a touch of narcissism.
His hair had grown a bit longer, with the longest strands reaching his shoulders. All his hair cascaded down loosely, with a slight curl.
Through Wen Wen's efforts, he had finally managed to curl his hair a little using Red Beard's hammer.
Unfortunately, he was not Mo Gong after all. Even though his hair was curled, it only made him look unkempt rather than handsome.
But when paired with the black and white mask on his face, and the rapidly changing color blocks on it, the feeling of being unkempt vanished, replaced by an indescribable eeriness.
The constantly shifting color blocks on the mask gave a different impression every second, sometimes comical, sometimes terrifying.
Wen Wen was still wearing the standard containment operative trench coat, but he had altered its appearance with a melon-skin cap, turning it into a heavy black leather coat. He now looked like a deranged serial killer.
This was Wen Wen's primary attire for his adventures in the Qingji Plateau.
If he were to infer the worst-case scenario, the voice that called for Wen Wen would be the mastermind behind the Qingji Plateau, and they intended to harm him.
In that case, there would inevitably be a trap set for Wen Wen on the Qingji Plateau, so Wen Wen had to disguise himself and not act in his true identity, as that would be akin to handing himself over to the enemy.
The disaster of the undead in the Qingji Plateau had not spread throughout the entire province. Approximately one-fifth of the area was a severe disaster zone, and all transportation to and from this area had been sealed off.
In the remaining areas, there were sporadic monster appearances, but they could still be managed to a degree, preventing societal collapse.
Yet, even if it was only one-fifth, its land area was equivalent to a province in the outside world. Moreover, within this one-fifth, there were not only undead beings but also a vast anomalous zone!
Within this anomalous zone, all modern communication methods failed, and all modern vehicles could not be started. Affected by these factors, even attempting to rescue people inside became extremely difficult. Su Dan Novel Network.
Therefore, upon reaching the fringe of the area, Wen Wen did not allow San Zai'er to fly further in. He didn't want to risk his expensively acquired airplane crashing in such a place.
He had San Zai'er open the cabin door, and he himself leaped out of the plane. After descending to a suitable altitude, a blue light flashed on Wen Wen, and he landed smoothly on the ground.
For this mission, Wen Wen did not intend to bring anyone along; he was going to act alone.
This was because Tao Qingqing and the others might have exposed Wen Wen's identity, and with the enemy's identity unknown, their strength would only be a burden.
Wen Wen had not informed the Hunter Association of his trip to Qingji Province, so Tao Qingqing did not need to help him with any handover.
Upon landing, Wen Wen took a deep breath and looked up at the sky for a while. He had expected it to be desolate, but instead, it was as beautiful as a paradise.
Blue sky, white clouds, snow-capped mountains soaring into the clouds, and the air filled with the fragrance of earth and grass.
Well…
Wen Wen preferred to describe this fragrance as a mixture of earthy smell and animal dung.
But even this was pleasant, at least better than the smell of exhaust fumes from cars.
Looking at the sky from the plateau was a completely different experience from the plains. At least the sky in the city was definitely not as azure as this.
However, Wen Wen ultimately preferred bustling metropolises. He could enjoy the novelty of such a place for a while, but if he had to live here, he would probably curse within days.
After admiring the scenery for a bit, Wen Wen began to sprint in his intended direction, like a ghost in the grasslands.
After running for seven or eight minutes, Wen Wen suddenly stopped, his mask's colors constantly shifting.
At his feet was a clear dividing line.
On one side of the line, green grass flourished with vitality, while on the other side, the grass had a grayish-green hue.
It wasn't just the grass; everything there was much dimmer than normal.
But the blood… was exceptionally bright red!
Wen Wen conducted numerous tests on the other side of the line. Once he confirmed that he would not suffer any negative effects upon entering, he stepped across.
As soon as he entered, Wen Wen covered his nose.
Because at his feet lay a highly decomposed corpse. The congealed blood, which should have been a dark red, almost black, was now as bright red as cinnabar.
"This should be the dangerous area. Centered around the Federal Peak, Mount Tianzhu, there are a total of 220,000 square kilometers of land, part of which belongs to the Indian region."
"My current location is on the northeastern edge of this circle. The voice that called me might be at the center of this circle."
"To be on the safe side, it's best to explore and approach gradually. Rushing in without knowing anything is too dangerous…"
Wen Wen adjusted his mask, preparing to continue exploring towards the center, but before he could take a step, he let out a soft sound of surprise.
Creak, creak.
It was the sound of bones grinding. The rotten corpse beside Wen Wen suddenly stood up!
It stared blankly at Wen Wen, seemingly very confused.