Chapter 390: Chapter 388: Must Leave

Jiang Yan took a sip of warm water and looked at Song Haitao, “Doctor, then what happened?”

“After that, Ye Qing didn’t return all night. We pulled back the rope and found that it was broken. A few days later, Sun Jingtao went out when neither of you came back. Then after that, Song Qian, Mo Shiyao, and Qin Lang went out one after another,” Sun Ziqing, the assistant of Song Haitao, continued.

Jiang Yan couldn’t help but laugh and cry: It really was as Kong Wu said, like the gourd brothers saving their grandfather…

Going out to find someone in such an environment was like looking for a needle in a haystack.

No navigation, no communication tools, contact between each other could only rely on the most primitive methods.

However, they also went because they were worried about themselves and Ye Qing.

“Doctor, it’s getting dark.” Kong Wu looked outside with a telescope but didn’t notice any traces of people returning.

“Pull all the ropes back.”

“Okay.”

“Hopefully, they won’t break again.”

A few young warriors talked while heading to pull the ropes, but soon, they felt resistance.

That the rope didn’t break was a good sign, but everyone still did not dare to take it lightly.

“Hopefully it’s not tangled with rocks or similar objects,” said Zhao Yougong.

Su Dai stood at the door bearing the cold, her eyes moist as she looked outside.

The temperature was too low, she dared not let the tears flow.

“Brother Tao and the others will be fine,” Jiang Yan walked over and quietly comforted her.

“Hopefully,” Su Dai clasped her arm, as if finding someone to rely on.

An hour later, the figures of Song Qian and Mo Shiyao appeared on the icy steps leading to the ravine.

Through Kong Wu’s night-vision telescope, the two were supporting each other, likely injured.

“I’m going down to help them,” Ye Qing said, gripping the rope with one hand and slid down smoothly, with Zhao Yougong following closely.

The ragged Song Qian and Mo Shiyao were helped up.

Both were wearing vests and knee pads made of Snow Wolf fur, covered in blood, with lots of strange supplies on their backs.

Jiang Yan thought: Was this a robbery that turned into a counter-robbery?

But seeing their poor condition, she naturally didn’t ask aloud, “Brother Song, Shiyao.”

Mo Shiyao’s lips were frozen purple, her eyelashes and the brim of her hat were thick with snowflakes.

The bloodstain on her short knife had already congealed into ice.

“Jiang Yan!” Upon seeing Jiang Yan, a glimmer of relief flashed in their exhausted eyes.

They had felt somewhat spirited on seeing Ye Qing return below earlier.

They didn’t expect that Jiang Yan had also returned.

And she had returned unharmed and in even better condition.

“Sit down first.” Jiang Yan took out two bars of chocolate from her backpack and handed them to the two, “Eat a little first.”

Her chocolate, unlike the ones left outside hard as stones, melted as soon as they touched the mouth, just like chocolates at room temperature.

Lin Xiaohui also brought over two cups of warm water and then began to check and treat their wounds.

They had knife wounds, as well as some lacerations.

When the two felt a little better, Jiang Yan finally asked: “What happened here–”

“We encountered an attack,” Song Qian removed his glove that was half soaked with blood, stretching his hands over the charcoal fire to warm, he explained.

“Attack?” Everyone was startled, “By people or mutant animals?”

“People.”

Everyone involuntarily gasped.

Blizzards almost never ceased to occur. To be alive was already fortunate, and yet there were people out there robbing others?

“They were quite tall, extremely sturdy in build, as if they were not afraid of the cold. However, they seemed to be controlled by someone,” Song Qian explained, glancing at Ye Qing, “They resembled the Evolved People, but it was like some sort of incomplete evolution, with a lack of intelligence.”

“Then they cannot be considered Evolved People. Evolution progresses towards betterment and does not alter one’s inherent intelligence. They should be classified as Mutant People,” commented an elder.

“We heard a very regular whistling sound. Their attacks also followed the whistle,” Mo Shiyao added. “It’s just that the person was hiding behind a rock, and the blizzard was quite heavy. We couldn’t find him and he managed to escape.”

Snow wolf fur is impervious to swords and guns. The snow wolf fur vests and knee guards worn by the two were probably crafted later on.

It was also because of the fur protection that the injuries Song Qian and Mo Shiyao sustained were primarily in areas not covered by the fur.

Several layers of the clothes on her shoulder were cut open by a knife, causing a deep and shocking gash in the skin.

Lin Xiaohui took out hydrogen peroxide, ready to disinfect her deepest wound, but was stopped by Jiang Yan.

“Use this instead, Doctor Lin,” Jiang Yan handed over a bottle of iodine.

Both have disinfecting properties, but iodine is significantly less irritating than hydrogen peroxide.

“Okay,” Lin Xiaohui took it, puzzled for a moment.

The freezing point of iodine is around minus ten degrees Celsius.

Logically, the room temperature should have frozen it by now.

But the iodine Jiang Yan handed her was just like it had been taken from a room-temperature environment.

However, she didn’t ask further, dipped a cotton swab in some iodine, and began disinfecting Mo Shiyao’s wounds.

The previous topic continued.

Everyone’s expressions were solemn.

Natural Disasters were distressing enough, let alone the addition of villains…

Su Dai glanced at the gloomy outside of the house, then thought of Song Qian and their experiences, and couldn’t help but start sobbing softly.

Qin Lang and Sun Jingtao had not yet returned.

They might have also encountered these Mutant People…

She wanted to go out and look for Sun Jingtao, but she knew that in this icy snowy environment, especially at night, she might not last even an hour.

However, even if it meant death, she wanted to die alongside her husband.

Thinking this way, Su Dai silently resolved that if Sun Jingtao didn’t return in another half-hour, she would follow the rope out to find him.

“By the way, Jiang Yan, about you two during this time–” Song Qian finished the water he was holding, looked towards Jiang Yan and Ye Qing, and hesitated to speak.

Ye Qing briefly explained what happened today when he encountered Jiang Yan.

“Your luck is really too bad,” Kong Wu teased upon hearing that the rope tied around his waist had broken, and he also encountered a mutated cobra.

“It’s okay, I guess,” Ye Qing just smiled.

If his luck had been bad, he probably wouldn’t have stayed in the same place, and wouldn’t have met Jiang Yan.

Jiang Yan briefly described her situation.

Upon hearing that Yunding Tower had turned into a sort of farm and slaughterhouse for different types of people, everyone was so shocked they couldn’t speak.

“So, these Mutant People we encountered, and those you saw, are they the same type?” Song Qian took a deep breath.

After the apocalypse, many things, or rather, sinister researches were quietly happening, far beyond their expectations.

Song Haitao’s brow furrowed deeply, “Jiang Yan, the information you brought is critical!”

It wasn’t just about things like Mutant People, but key was that their most trusted Musen Base had long ago secretly defected to the opposition.

Song Haitao’s lips pressed tightly, he clenched his fist, “But, regardless of the situation, we probably can’t stay here any longer.”

“We must, make haste to leave,” he said, glancing at the dark outside.