Chapter 411: Misty Panic

The click of the switch was constantly ringing in the secret room, the metal reed hummed rhythmically when it was switched on and off, and the invisible signal was sent to the roof and sent by the antenna disguised as a weather vane, while the sound from the sea The news of the Fog Fleet was sent into this secret room again, which was transformed into the clicking sound of relays and a series of regular round holes in the paper tape.

Nemo was sitting in front of the table wearing earphones, and while monitoring the movement in the earphones, he tapped the table with his fingers a little irritably. The paper tape came out, reading the round hole on it.

After a while, Nemo pulled off the headphones on his head, leaned back on the chair, and took a long breath while pinching his brows.

"Captain Tirian has already started fighting with the strange fleet that appeared in the fog. The situation of the Frost Navy's battle is temporarily unknown, but the situation seems to be not very good," the young girl holding the tape lowered her voice and said in a somewhat nervous tone. "There is no wind in the city..."

"Dense fog has blocked civilian news channels. Residents in the coastal area will not know what is going on even if they hear the sound of gunfire, and the city-state authorities must now maintain order within the urban area-widespread panic will not help the navy. Busy," Timo pinched his brows, "how's the situation on the street outside? What about in the store?"

"The sheriff's force has put the whole city under martial law. The street is very quiet now, but there seems to be gunfire from a long distance just now. Two steam walkers passed by the intersection of Oak Street and hurried to the north," The young girl replied, "The situation in the store is fine now, we have enough fuel for lighting, but..."

"but?"

"There are more than a dozen guests trapped here by the dense fog. Now the streets have been blocked and the shelters are full. They have nowhere to go. After a long time, panic will inevitably accumulate among these people."

"...That can't drive them out on the street, the tavern is their temporary shelter now, and if we really want to drive people out, it will definitely attract the sheriff and the church." Nemo shook his head, "One I'll go up and see what's going on."

As soon as the informant of the Sea Fog Fleet finished speaking, a muffled murmur suddenly came from the corner of the room: "Let's charge again, charge again... They're coming in... Reinforcements are coming..."

Nemo frowned immediately, stood up and looked towards where the voice came from.

There was a bed there, and an old man in sloppy clothes was lying on it in a daze. The old man's back was bent, and he was holding a big wrench that he didn't know where he got it in his arms. He seemed to be lying very unsteadily.

"Old ghost, old ghost," Nemo walked over and patted the old man on the shoulder, "Did you have a nightmare?"

The old man holding the big wrench opened his eyes in a daze, and after a few seconds he said, "Who are you?"

"I'm Nemo," Nemo Wilkins said with a complicated expression, "What did you dream about?"

"Nemo... oh, Nemo, I remember, you are new to the Queen's Guard... Hello, I'm a plumbing engineer for the Second Waterway...Dream? I didn't have a dream, I just took a nap and just I took a nap... what time is it now? Should I check the power pipeline?"

"It's already afternoon now," Nemo shook his head, "Don't think about the power pipeline, we have temporarily withdrawn from that place, and it's not safe anywhere now, we have to stay at the stronghold and wait for instructions—— General Tyrian's orders."

"General Tirian..." The old ghost's eyes were in a trance, and he suddenly seemed to wake up again, and immediately got up from the bed, "Yes! Engineer Wilson received the order! Stand by at the stronghold!"

Nemo's expression was a little complicated, but he slowly stood up straight, returned the military salute to the old man, then turned around, and nodded to the young girl in the clerk's uniform: "Stay here and take care of the old ghost, I will Go above to confirm the situation."

After finishing the order, he left the secret room and returned to the tavern on the surface through the secret passage.

In the "Golden Flute" tavern, a depressive and tense atmosphere filled the lobby. The guests who were trapped in the store due to the thick fog, and the clerks and waiters who stayed behind on duty in the tavern, almost everyone was paying attention to the situation outside the window—— As far as the eye can see, all that can be seen is the dense fog and the streets that are indistinct in the dense fog.

The gas lamps in the whole city have already been lit in advance, and the man-made lights barely dispelled the darkness brought by this weird thick fog, but they are not enough to make this chaotic world clear again, those dim light clusters are like rootless duckweed Like floating in the mist, it looks like rows of eyes floating above the street.

Nemo came out from the back kitchen door and came to the counter.

"How's the situation?" he whispered to the clerk behind the counter.

"Everyone is very nervous. The traffic and communication with the surrounding blocks are all cut off. No one knows what's going on elsewhere," the clerk said in a low voice. Willing to run into that fog at this time."

Nemo nodded slightly: "If such fools really appear, don't stop them, let them go—but once they step out of this door, even if they only stay in the fog for a second, they must not be allowed to come back .From now on, you are not allowed to enter here, and everything that comes from the fog will be regarded as evil things by default."

The young clerk swallowed nervously and nodded vigorously: "Yes, manager."

And at this moment, a strange buzzing sound suddenly came from the street, interrupting the conversation between Nemo and his men.

It sounded like something was starting up, with the sound of heavy machinery moving on the street.

The people in the store were in a commotion for a while. Some people came to the window nervously and watched the movement on the street outside. Some people saw some moving red lights appearing in the fog, and they exclaimed in a low voice: "The steam walker... ...there's another walking machine!"

Nemo also walked towards the window, and just as he was halfway there, he heard the weird buzzing sound suddenly sharpened, and then, a slightly distorted sound of a loudspeaker sounded from outside the window—it was steam walking The broadcasting device carried on the plane was shouting.

"Zizi... I would like to warn the general public... The consul and the leaders of the church are restoring the order of the city-state... Frost is being affected by unknown visions. We are... reminding residents to stay at home or in safe shelters. At the same time, for the sake of safety, keep as far away as possible from all things that can produce mirrors, including but not limited to mirrors, water surfaces and smooth metal...

"Again, stay away from anything around you that might create a mirror, everything.

"In addition, if you find people around you behaving strangely, please immediately hide in a safe and independent space, and seek help from the person in charge of the shelter facility or the nearest guard or sheriff if conditions permit, and do not rush to anyone you feel Suspicious people launch attacks, please give priority to ensuring your own safety and isolation.

"If you feel that your state is different, please immediately hide in a safe and independent space, and avoid talking to other people as much as possible...

"The above is a reminder from the Consul, His Excellency Winston, and expert advisors in the extraordinary field.

"Admonishment to the general public..."

The sound of the radio was gradually fading away, gradually melting into the thick fog together with the red warning light of the steam walker.

Nemo looked up, and all he saw were pairs of deep-set, tense eyes around him.

But he reacted quickly.

"Get the cloth!" he shouted to the clerks and waiters. "Cover all the glass counters and mirrors!"

Everyone has also reacted. Although the tension is still there, the residents of the city-state obviously have the basic common sense and psychological quality to save themselves in an extraordinary disaster. The shop assistants quickly fetched the dust-proof cloth after closing, The customers who stayed in the store stepped forward to help one after another, and covered everything that might create a mirror in the line of sight at a fast speed.

And a similar situation is happening in every corner of the entire Frost City State.

The terror of the fog is hanging over the city-state.

Agatha had returned to the cathedral in the thick fog.

She saw Bishop Ivan who had just finished working in the lounge next to the cathedral.

The bishop walked out of the "coffin" where he usually rested, and put on the robes of an archbishop over the bandages all over his body. In Agatha's memory, she had not seen Yi for many years. Bishop Fan's attire.

"Even my corpse has to get up and work." Bishop Ivan in robes sat on a chair and spread his hands to Agatha who had just entered the room, "It's been too long since I've been outside the coffin , I feel like I'm exhausted."

"If you still have a body that can 'fall apart'," Agatha said casually, "how is the situation now?"

"The situation, everyone is asking how the situation is—it can't be worse," Bishop Ivan's hoarse and deep voice came from under the bandages, "The counterfeit is attacking the city, and the monsters that were lurking before are also starting to emerge, so it's time Just now, several cemeteries were attacked, and the places where the dead were temporarily parked seemed to be used by the enemy as a 'passage' into the real world. At sea, our fleet is already battling what emerges from the sea.

"The full-scale attack has begun, but what is worse than the enemy's full-scale attack is that we still don't know the whole picture of the disaster or the conspiracy, those heretics hiding in the dark... how did they do all this Yes, where are they hiding?"

Bishop Ivan said, slowly raised his head and looked into Agatha's eyes.

"What did you find underground? From the look in your eyes, I guess you must have seen something."

"I didn't find the lairs where the heretics were hiding, but I found... more disturbing clues."

Agatha took a light breath, and after a moment's pause, said slowly——

"Our boiling gold mines seem to have dried up decades ago, if not longer."