Chapter 3 Disaster

Chen Ling's pupils suddenly contracted!

However, when he blinked, the blood-colored characters on the ground disappeared instantly, as if they had never existed.

Hallucination?

Chen Ling stood there blankly, as if those words had entered his mind and could not be forgotten.

[We are watching you]

Chen Ling turned his head sharply!

In the empty living room, there seemed to be a pair of invisible scarlet pupils observing him. This feeling of being stared at was exactly the same as in a nightmare.

He stood there stiffly for a long time like a sculpture, and began to force himself to take a deep breath.

"Maybe I was too tired from staying up late to prepare for the law enforcement exam a few days ago, and my spirit was too tense..."

"But this was done by the original owner of this body, and it has nothing to do with me... Could it be that something went wrong when the two souls merged, and the spirit was damaged?"

"I heard that severe schizophrenia does have indistinguishable hallucinations..."

Chen Ling temporarily stopped his inner fear and tried to explain it all in a scientific way. A strong sense of hunger surged in his heart.

He took a sausage from the chopping board and swallowed it in two or three bites, and then he came to his senses.

"Maybe I need a psychiatrist."

Chen Ling, who was frightened, didn't even have the interest to wash his face. He hurriedly put on a black cotton coat and pushed the door out.

Even so, the cold air pouring in from behind the door still made Chen Ling shiver.

This was the first time Chen Ling officially came into contact with this world after he regained consciousness. He took a deep breath and prepared to face all the unknowns and difficulties.

However, when he accidentally looked up at the sky, he couldn't help but burst out a word of "Fuck".

The early morning light scattered from the east, and the blue ribbons, like dreams, floated above the small town, as if they were close at hand, yet out of reach.

Aurora.

Aurora in the daytime.

Chen Ling stood at the door of his house, staring at the aurora in the sky for a long time, muttering to himself:

"What the hell is this world...?"

...

"Damn, why is this road so difficult to walk on?"

"It's too cold, and it just rained heavily last night. The mountain roads are frozen. Be careful."

"It's been a long time, and it's dawn." The man wiped the sweat from his forehead, "How far are we?"

"The mass grave is just ahead... We should be there."

Two staggering figures climbed over the mountain and finally saw the mounds not far away. These mounds were new and old, and most of them had no inscriptions. They just had a wooden sign or the belongings of the buried person inserted in front of the mounds.

But after the heavy rain last night, many of the earthen mounds here were washed away, and wooden sticks and other items were scattered around in a mess, making the scene a mess.

What the two did not expect was that the mass grave was now blocked by yellow cordons, and more than a dozen figures walked through the blocked area, all with serious faces.

"Law enforcers?"

Seeing the eye-catching black and red clothes of those people, the man widened his eyes, "Why are they here!"

"Have they found out?" The woman's face turned pale, "Is... is it A Ling? Did he go to find the law enforcers? Is he really not dead?"

They thought they had killed Chen Ling, but Chen Ling came back the next day, and the law enforcers suddenly appeared at the burial site... There was almost no other explanation.

"No..." The man stared at the figures, "The law enforcers in District 3, even if they are dealing with criminal cases, will only send out three people at most! For more than a dozen people to be sent out at once, it can only be..."

"The disaster... has appeared?"

The woman seemed to have thought of something, and cold sweat instantly soaked her back!

"Could it be that the monster in the bedroom is..."

"Go!" The man grabbed the woman's wrist and turned around to get away from here.

Just then, a cold voice came from not far away.

"Stop."

The two figures froze instantly.

A law enforcer passed under the cordon and slowly walked to the two people, his eyes narrowed slightly.

"Who are you? What are you doing here?"

"I...I..." The woman stammered and couldn't speak.

"We are here to see our son." The man tried to speak calmly, "He is buried here, and today is his death anniversary."

"Then why are you running?"

"...Because I'm afraid."

"Afraid?"

"So many law enforcers were dispatched at once, and the gray worlds are intersecting here, right?" The man swallowed his saliva, "Maybe there are disasters crawling out of it... We are afraid of being injured by mistake."

"Oh? You know a lot." The law enforcer raised his eyebrows in surprise.

The man squeezed out a pale smile.

"Master Law Enforcer." The woman asked cautiously, "Did a disaster really escape from the Gray Realm?"

"This is confidential."

The Law Enforcer replied calmly, "Son, you can't visit today, go back... What you see here is not allowed to be spread outside, you should understand the rules?"

"I understand, I understand."

"Let's go."

Hearing these two words, the man finally breathed a sigh of relief and turned to leave immediately.

"Wait."

The two people's hearts skipped a beat.

"Leave your name and address." The law enforcer took out a pen and paper, "Please understand the requirements of the confidentiality regulations."

"Chen Tan, Li Xiuchun, No. 128, Hanshuang Street, District 3."

After recording, the law enforcer let the two leave, crossed the yellow cordon, came to a man in a black coat, and handed over the documents.

"Brother Meng, I've asked clearly, you are here to see your son."

Han Meng held a thick cigarette in his mouth and took a deep breath. The pungent smoke mixed with his breath and drifted in the cold wind.

He glanced at the document casually and spoke calmly:

"Send a few people to follow them secretly, they are suspicious."

"...Ah?"

"Frost Street is at least a dozen kilometers away from here. If they arrive at this time, they will set off at around four in the morning at the latest... At that time, the rain has not stopped.

Who would come to the mountain to worship in the rain before dawn?

Also, this is a mass grave, where those who have no relatives or die in a foreign land are buried. As parents, why would they bury their children here?"

The law enforcer was stunned and slapped his head immediately, "Yes, why didn't I think of it?"

"...Xiao Qin, how did you pass the law enforcer exam at that time?"

The law enforcer called Xiao Qin laughed dryly and changed the subject directly, "By the way, Mengge, did any disaster crawl out of the gray world last night?"

Han Meng did not answer, but took out a palm-sized instrument from the inner pocket of his coat. In the center of the instrument was a pointer device that looked like a compass. Different colors marked different areas of the scale, which was clear and concise.

"Is this the disaster pointer?" Jiang Qin looked at the instrument curiously, and reached out to touch it, but was severely slapped on the back of his hand.

"This thing is very precious. When you are promoted to a law enforcement officer, you will naturally have the chance to touch it."

Jiang Qin rubbed the back of his hand bitterly, "How do you use this thing?"

"This is a device for detecting the danger level of the 'disaster'. After it is turned on, the area where the pointer points to indicates the magnitude of the 'disaster' fluctuations that have occurred nearby. If it is just a simple intersection of the gray world and no 'disaster' has crawled into the real world, then it will not react.

The higher the level of the disaster, the more severe the pointer will shake."

Jiang Qin nodded and spoke with some concern:

"Mengge... there shouldn't be any 'disaster' crawling out, right?"

"It's highly likely that there won't be any. After all, if there really was a 'disaster' that came through here yesterday, then Districts 2 and 3 would have been in chaos."

"That's good."

"To be on the safe side, we still have to complete the test."

As Han Meng spoke, he turned on the disaster pointer. Seeing this, the other law enforcers looked over curiously.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

The disaster pointer did not respond.

Just as Han Meng breathed a sigh of relief, the pointer on the compass shook violently!

The pointer swept across the different colored areas crazily, and a sharp squeak came from the inside of the instrument. Han Meng's pupils suddenly contracted, and he subconsciously let go of the disaster pointer!

Bang--! !

Countless parts shattered in mid-air, and the sharp broken end of the pointer rubbed Han Meng's cheek, leaving a scarlet bloodstain!

The disaster pointer...

exploded.