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The implications of the Red Bow—Help me! What is there to discuss with a dog? This was a critical moment; saving lives was the priority. Xiao Qiang couldn't be bothered with the bizarre questions from the city lord.
The dog was a good dog, galloping away with its four legs, then stopping to flash its spirited eyes back at Xiao Qiang and the others to see if they were following. Its pink tongue hung out, panting and dripping a bit of saliva while cooling off. Looking at the dog's pink tongue, Xiao Qiang couldn't help but think of vampires, and that thought led him to recall a nightmare.
The small town had few residents, yet only one infected Mutated Corpse had been found. Were the others devoured by the vicious vampires? Or had they been taken away by Super Descent for some other purpose?
The dog panted and barked, interrupting Xiao Qiang's thoughts. He looked up to find himself near a collapsed Storage Shed, beneath which was likely a Cellar.
Upon further inspection, he saw that the Cellar was cluttered with debris from the ground collapse. Green Wild Vines twisted around the rubble, almost filling up the small Cellar.
There was an entrance to the Cellar, but it had been blocked by the collapse. Xiao Qiang and his companions could only clear away the debris piled on top of the Cellar to see if anyone inside was still alive.
The Cellar wasn't large, so it didn't take too long to dig through. Some of their fingers were cut by sharp edges of the rubble, leaving spots of blood scattered across the broken stones.
Xiao Qiang felt anxious; all this back and forth wasted precious time. If they didn't find any survivors soon, their plan to locate the Muffled Train before nightfall would be in jeopardy.
"Everyone, hurry up." Sweat dripped from his forehead as his fingers drew blood but healed silently on their own. He tried to avoid getting in anyone's way, working alone in one spot.
Then someone shouted, "I found something!"
Xiao Qiang's heart leaped with joy as he stepped forward, only to see that what lay beneath the debris and mud was a corpse—after eight minutes of frantic digging, this was the result. A wave of disappointment washed over him; his heart sank.
"It's that prophet," Min Dagang exclaimed in surprise. He worked even harder to clear away the debris pressing down on the old man’s body, making it easier to maneuver around the corpse.
Hearing about the prophet stirred something in Xiao Qiang; he hurried closer to take a look. Someone straightened out the prophet’s curled body, only to suddenly discover that beneath his contorted form lay another person.
The Prophet enveloped a person with his own body, and that person was none other than Xiao Qiang, the boy they had seen.
Both the boy and the Prophet were unharmed by the vampire; they were perfectly fine.
Xiao Qiang speculated that the Prophet had foreseen a disaster, which is why he had brought his grandson to hide in the Cellar. As a result, a vampire caught their scent but did not know how to enter the Cellar to capture them, leading to the collapse of the Cellar's surface.
The collapsed surface of the Cellar crushed the Prophet, causing him to suffocate to death. However, the child he had protected in his embrace escaped unscathed.
The child remained unconscious until their calls finally roused him. Weakly, he opened his eyes but did not see his grandfather, tears streaming down his face.
What a strong child he was; despite his heavy breathing and eyes reddened from tears, he did not cry out. With Xiao Qiang and the others' help, he buried his grandfather.
The Lord of the City took out hidden weapons and, following Xiao Qiang's meticulous plan, distributed them reasonably. Those who did not receive weapons took knives, hoes—anything that could be used was held in hand.
Plan A1 was assigned: Xiao Qiang, Min Dagang, and the Lord of the City would primarily intercept the Muffled Train's head and use explosives to destroy the tracks leading to the ancient city. Plan A2: The remaining people must find the Muffled Train's head before dark. The method of communication was to shoot signal flares into the sky.
The child remained engulfed in sorrow.
"Can you tell us your name?" It seemed like an offhand question. However, Xiao Qiang was surprised to notice a fleeting glimmer in the child's eyes; beneath his calm exterior lay an innocence akin to that of a fawn.
The child gazed at Xiao Qiang with an expectant look, pondered for a moment, then raised his head with determination and said, "Wen Kai."
"..." Xiao Qiang was astonished. "What did you say?"
"My name is Wen Kai."
Xiao Qiang was taken aback, thinking to himself: What is going on? Why is this all happening to me? First Wu Yi, then Lin Yu, and now Wen Kai? It can't be that coincidental. With that thought, he lowered his voice and forced a strained smile. "Wen Kai, how old are you?"
"Eleven years old."
"Do you remember your family?"
Wen Kai shook his head. "I don't remember."
Xiao Qiang glanced at the pile of graves that had already been buried. "Is he your grandfather?"
"No."
"Alright, let's go." Encountering the young Wen Kai was something he had never anticipated. Xiao Qiang felt conflicted and cursed inwardly: Damn it, Matt, what are you trying to pull? Are you trying to get someone killed?
Seeing Xiao Qiang's angry demeanor, the city lord and Min Dagang were puzzled about what was happening.
However, until he confirmed that this child was indeed the young Wen Kai, Xiao Qiang would not easily reveal his identity. It was a tough journey ahead; he needed to personally protect Wen Kai.
The blood-stained blueprint left by Dingbao Mountain was discarded, and Min Dagang provided a blueprint of the only long-abandoned railway line from Huainan Town to the ancient city.
The railway had fallen into disrepair over the years, with weeds growing wildly beside the tracks. The rusted rails made it hard for anyone to believe that they could still become a means of transportation for those who would harm humanity and assist in tyranny.
Min Dagang did not believe it, and the city lord was also half-convinced. If it weren't for the prior warning from Huainan Town, neither of them would have believed Xiao Qiang's words, no matter what.
Wen Kai was very understanding and relied on Xiao Qiang more than usual. It seemed as if there was a destined connection between them.
The Muffled Train had yet to appear, and during their occasional breaks, Wen Kai would take the initiative to inform Xiao Qiang of what he knew.
He mentioned that his grandfather was afraid of strangers appearing in the mountain village. Before Xiao Qiang and the others arrived, that strange vehicle had already been circling the village several times. The last time it came, it didn't stay long before leaving.
So that was it! It became clear that in the 2030s, Professor R was trying to gather mutants from all over the country. Wen Kai was among them, but he couldn't understand how he ended up being found by this prophet from Mountain Village. He also wondered how he got separated from his parents. In 2030, Xiao Qiang had seen his father, Wen Zhaoqi, and remembered what he looked like, but he wasn't clear about the details before his birth.
Min Dagang's words confirmed that Wen Kai wasn't lying. He also mentioned that the strange vehicle seemed to have circled the town more than once. It likely left because it realized it couldn't easily conduct a search.
"Then why didn't you tell me all this?" Xiao Qiang recalled that they had only mentioned the vehicle and Little Pick-Up; no one had proactively shared these specific details.
"To be honest, we were wary of you too. Am I crazy? The first time I saw you, I should just spill all this?"
Xiao Qiang smiled wryly. "True." As they chatted, a brilliant flame rose slowly from the back mountain of Mountain Village. After gazing at the burning flames for a moment, he straightened up and spoke with determination: "Let's go!" With that, he took the lead and stepped forward, carrying Wen Kai as he mounted the CG Concept Bicycle.
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