If you want to attack such a tribe without power armor, even if the entire patrol team comes, they will still die.
……
Consciousness sank into darkness.
Xia Yibing felt like she had become a lonely soul, able to wander freely wherever she wanted.
This indulgence did not bring her any sense of security. She panicked and struggled like a drowning person.
It wasn't until a drop of cold liquid fell on her lips that she woke up and forced her body to half sit up.
Where is this place?
The first thing she saw was a figure squatting next to her. Without saying a word, she grabbed the man's neck, threw him onto the bed, and twisted his hands to lock them.
"what!"
A cry of surprise came from the darkness.
"Aisun?"
Xia Yibing was stunned and her hands relaxed a little.
But the next second she locked the captive again, leaned close to her ear and asked harshly: "Tell me...what is the food I hate the most?"
"Something with too much chili in it..." Hitzfeld was almost suffocating because of her lock: "All of it!"
Xia Yibing completely let go of her.
"Cough, cough, cough--" Hitzfeld fell limply on the bed and started coughing.
Even through the darkness, Xia Yibing could feel the resentment in her eyes.
"I'm sorry, Aisuen." She clenched her hands and sat down on the side. "I'm not sure... I have to prevent something from turning into your appearance..."
The impeccable reason made Hitzfeld unable to get angry.
"...There are water bags and cakes next to them."
She covered her throat.
"Drink some water first."
Xia Yibing reached out to the side and felt something square, like a table.
On the table was a rough leather bag, which was the water bag that she and the girl shared.
She immediately took it and took a few gulps. The cold water not only filled her stomach, but also made her thinking and five senses much clearer than before.
"Where is this?" she asked the girl.
"Prison," Hitzfeld said. "We are behind the city wall now. The ruins of the ancient city do exist."
"Sos Fortress?" Xia Yibing was stunned.
"It's highly likely... When they carried me in, I saw many small fortresses filled with molten steel. No surprise, they were used for street fighting."
"Where's Darent Bruce and Leah?"
"You are all here. Thanks to me, you each have a room and are treated as VIPs."
“I still don’t quite understand…”
Xia Yibing covered her head with her hands and frowned.
"From the time you started chanting those syllables until now...wait, you haven't been locked up?"
"No." The girl smiled faintly, "They wouldn't dare to close anything that can chant the name of God, even if it's their mortal enemy."
"God's name?"
"Let me start from the beginning..."
Next, Hitzfeld took the time to recount the two illusionary experiences in as much detail as possible.
"You mean... when the emperor bug attacked us for the first time, you were dragged into a fantasy while confronting it, and heard some strange syllables in it... and then they all combined to mean the name of that 'God'?"
"That's it." Hitzfeld nodded.
"I can probably still remember some of the syllables, and when I heard them howling at the statue before, I found that some of the pronunciations were very similar, so I wondered if they were speaking the same language."
"You are very brave." Xia Yibing opened her mouth.
What if it’s not?
That would really be courting death!
"I'm sure." Hitzfeld frowned slightly. "First of all, the other noises sound like insects and beasts. There are only a few rhythmic syllables."
"Look at this vast plain. Apart from the human settlement in the Onsayin Fortress, who else could use this syllable language?"
"Aren't they the only ones?"
Makes sense.
Xia Yibing had to admit that she was right.
"So we're out of danger now," she said tentatively.
"Not even close." The girl curled her lips.
"What's that?"
"If I must describe it... it's the last peaceful time before death."
Chapter 63 Friends
After the girl's further description, Xia Yibing finally understood what kind of predicament they were in.
First up was Hitzfeld: because she could pronounce the name of the 'god' they worshipped in the language of the Creeper tribe (something most of them seemed unable to do), she became a guest of the tribe even though she was a 'dirty human'.
When the creepers saw her, they would salute her, offer to fill her water bags, re-roast the dry and hard wheat cakes she carried and bring them to her, and even half an hour ago someone brought her delicious roast meat - they knew what humans liked to eat.
But this doesn’t come without a price.
To be clear, Hitzfeld could only recite that section of syllables. She couldn't be said to have mastered the language of the worms, and there were still communication barriers with these guys.
This obstacle did not prevent them from feeling awe of her, nor did it prevent her from understanding some of their physical actions.
"They... probably think of me as a new Fallen or Corrupted."
When saying this, Hitzfeld had a complicated expression.
"That is to say, if the origin of the Creepers is really the same as described in the records, that is, they are the result of human corruption, then obviously, deep in the red earth, they have mastered a way to convert those who are willing to join them."
"They want to convert you!?" Xia Yibing was stunned.
"I'm afraid so." Hitzfeld scratched his head. "They think I'm very 'talented' and can become some kind of leader of theirs... something like that, right? I saw some guys sorting out braziers and carving knives, as well as some disgusting liquids..."
"No, Aisuen?" Xia Yibing rushed over and grabbed her shoulders. "They want to transform you! Turn you into a monster!!"
"Yes."
"How can you act so calm!?"
"Then what should I do?" Hitzfeld asked, "Should I cry? Or should I try to escape and leave you here so that they can vent their anger and kill you cruelly in various ways?"
Xia Yibing opened her mouth, but couldn't say a word.
"I'm so useless." She shrugged suddenly. "From the time we entered the red soil... until now, all the decisions were made by you... I don't know anything..."
She is not actually someone who gets discouraged so easily.
Whether it was his childhood experiences or the training as a detective after growing up, Xia Yibing is no longer afraid of setbacks.
But on the one hand, this is because she has been a person who is valued for a long time, so she doesn't care and is not afraid of being hurt; on the other hand, she rarely leaves her professional field.
Her specialty is solving crimes, not exploring.
The anxiety and fear of losing someone after regaining their attention, coupled with the frustration of being at a loss in an unfamiliar field, finally made her lose her composure.
"Don't say discouraging things." His chin was forcibly lifted by a hand.
"You've protected me many times, and now nothing has happened yet, right? We don't have no chance."
Xia Yibing stared at the girl's face in a daze.
Aisuen's shoulders are much weaker than mine.
She has also lost all of her family and she is even still searching for her missing parents.
How does she stay so calm?
calm.
wisdom.
And tenderness...
"I have to speak quickly." Hitzfeld didn't know that Xia Yibing was daydreaming again. She took out her pocket watch and looked at it, frowning.
"They only gave me an hour to visit you. The others slept like dead pigs... Fortunately you woke up, otherwise my trip would have been in vain."
"You say." Xia Yibing reacted, straightened her attitude, and even sat up straight on the bed.
"Our biggest problem right now is that we can't communicate," Hitzfeld said softly. "They don't know our language, and we can't understand them either...so no matter how good our ideas are, it's hard to implement them."
This is easy to understand. For example, Xia Yibing has seen those Chamber of Commerce salesmen. They are very good at talking and can turn garbage into treasures.
But this is based on the premise that both parties can communicate. If the other party can't even understand what you are saying, you can't deceive people no matter how good your mouth is.
"So the first step depends on you." Hitzfeld pointed at her.
"Look at me?"
"Look at you."
The girl nodded: "You are the most sensitive to language subjects among us."
As early as in Kuroki City, she discovered that Xia Yibing had an extremely terrifying mastery of linguistics.
Hitzfeld herself has a good talent for languages and a good sense of language, but she can be said to be completely defeated by women in this regard.
She needs to use insomnia to study day and night to master the knowledge, but Xia Yibing can automatically understand it just by flipping through the book in her spare time. To say that the gap is huge is an understatement.
"Judging from the effort they are prepared to put in, it will take some time to transform me into a monster," Hitzfeld continued.
"I will bring you some of the recorded pronunciations next time I come. You need to sort out their language logic in the shortest possible time."
The corner of Xia Yibing's mouth twitched.
This shortest time will most likely not exceed three days.
Three days to analyze the logic of an unfamiliar language?
You really think I'm a genius...
"I don't understand." She suddenly thought of a key point, "The guy who came to drive us away before - the one who was suffocated by the emperor worm... Why can he speak Sara language?"
"I don't understand either." Hitzfeld had obviously thought about this a long time ago, and was not surprised by her question. "This is indeed very strange. From what I have observed, among the thousands of creepers in this tribe, not one is like him."
"That's my second point." She nodded. "I speculate that there may be our friends hiding among them."
"friend?"
"Let me ask you first, what would happen if the aesthesia was not contained in advance."
"Well...if you mean the situation we encountered, where most of the senses were tampered with, many people would become puppets of the enemy."
"So it should be a 'conspiracy'."
"Yes... this is definitely a 'conspiracy'."
"Would any conspirator trigger the plan in advance and bring it to the brink of failure?"
Xia Yibing finally reacted.
Indeed, this is unreasonable.
And this was what they had guessed before they set out - even Frick could see this, but their guess at the time conflicted with the information confirmed after entering the red soil!
Judging from the information confirmed so far, the existence of the monarch insect, the unusual movements of the insect nest, and the emergence of aesthesia are all conspiracies.
But the anesthesia was triggered prematurely, which made Ong Sein more vigilant. At least it could not spread further.
That's just not rational.
