Scarlet Descent

When Captain Ouyang asked this question, his voice was extremely slow, with a hint of uncertainty in his tone.

It seemed that even he hadn't expected to ask this question so directly so soon, although he knew it was bound to happen sooner or later. Such inquiries that directly point to the core of a secret often represent the emergence of variables and the birth of danger...

Three years ago, a blood case occurred in the small Scrap Iron City.

A youth from the ruins outside the city, carrying a rusty sickle, walked into Room 302 of Building 7, 15th Street.

No one knew what happened.

Only the neighbor who called the police tremblingly said on TV that terrible screams and demonic laughter erupted from that room.

They heard the sound of blades tearing into flesh and blood splattering.

They saw the fish in their living room aquarium suddenly go crazy and crash against the glass walls, their brains bursting out.

They saw terrified bats gather like a whirlwind and collide in the streets...

When the guard office and newspaper reporters arrived, they saw the youth sitting in a daze amidst the bloodshed.

A family of six, four males and two females, had been murdered in this Room 302.

This incident spread like wildfire throughout Scrap Iron City, triggering extreme panic for a time.

People living in the urban area even became afraid of those who gathered outside the city, making a living by collecting garbage and scrap.

For many years after, even the usual contempt and arrogance towards them decreased significantly.

It was precisely because this incident was so big that the case was concluded extremely quickly.

In less than a month, news came that the involved youth had been identified as the murderer and executed by firing squad.

Many people thought this matter had ended, but Captain Ouyang, who came to Scrap Iron City after that incident to take over the responsibility of handling supernatural events here, naturally knew some secrets beyond what ordinary people knew, or rather, details that didn't make sense:

For example, the family in the news report wasn't actually a family, although they were accustomed to operating as a "clan" unit.

For example, besides the remains of those people, some other things were found at the scene.

For instance, traces of supernatural rituals could be seen all over the room.

Even when news later came that the perpetrator had been executed, no one felt suspicious.

Before, or even now, it wasn't uncommon to use essentially innocent people as scapegoats to quell some panic.

However, even he hadn't expected that this matter hadn't ended.

Three years later, that youth actually came back, he rented this room, and even painted it...

Faced with Captain Ouyang's direct inquiry into the core issue, Wei Wei's expression remained very calm.

He showed neither embarrassment at having his identity exposed, nor sudden sadness from someone bringing up old matters.

He seemed as if his expression hadn't even changed, just calmly looking at Captain Ouyang, his tone even sounding somewhat relaxed:

"I thought you had recognized me long ago..."

Captain Ouyang imperceptibly leaned back slightly.

Although he had known for a long time, some wariness still appeared in his eyes.

"However, Captain might have misunderstood one thing," Wei Wei suddenly smiled again and said, "That person was me, but I'm not the murderer."

Captain Ouyang raised an eyebrow.

Wei Wei smiled and continued, "Because at that time, not a single one I killed was human."

In the half-red room, the atmosphere seemed to become slightly heavy.

Wei Wei gave a very gentle impression, liking to smile first when speaking, sincere and serious.

After admitting his identity, he was also seriously staring at Captain Ouyang, as if wanting to see this captain's reaction.

This refined, handsome older man now seemed to have been infected by Wei Wei's serious mood, and knew what his last supplementary sentence meant. His face exuded a melancholic emotion, and after a long while, he just shook his head slightly and sighed.

"Young man, I understand you..."

An expression of silence appeared on his face, his eyes looking sincerely at Wei Wei.

"After the secret war that decided the banning of the Twelve Gods Church, this world seemed to have no changes, still ruled by humans over humans, still with classes and struggles, ambition and greed, and various malicious events emerging endlessly."

His voice became slightly heavy, seemingly carrying some helplessness:

"But, I am one of the earliest infected people, and you are from a regular training camp, so we both understand."

"This world is different now."

"With the emergence of demonic powers, there are many more man-eating monsters, disasters, and incurable diseases..."

"And many more crazy people."

"Some of them worship demons, doing things that could destroy the world at all costs, some are purely greedy, delusionally wanting to use demonic power as a tool to plunder things from others, not knowing the noose is already around their necks."

"These people, even dying ten thousand times wouldn't be enough..."

Captain Ouyang's voice got lower and lower, then he sighed lightly and said:

"However, Little Wei, we always need to understand."

"In this world, everyone who wants to live normally needs a bit of luck."

"We don't know when crazy demon worshippers might appear around us, willing to do anything to complete their orders."

"We don't know when groups of degenerated monsters wandering in the wilderness might charge towards our broken little city."

"We don't even know if, just when we think we're content and satisfied, that very night we might hear demonic whispers, and from then on become a different person inside, extremely hating those closest to us before, only wanting to chop them into pieces..."

"So..."

He reached out and patted the back of Wei Wei's hand, saying:

"Try to think positively about everything!"

"It will all pass..."

"For example, now, facing more and more madness, Little Wei, do you know what my greatest wish is?"

Wei Wei was a bit curious, looking at the captain's serious expression:

"To eliminate all demons and protect the people in this city?"

"No."

Captain Ouyang's expression suddenly became slightly excited, saying in a deep voice:

"I just want to muddle through life peacefully, endure until retirement."

"To be steadfast in being mediocre, to die steadfastly, to be buried steadfastly."

"And absolutely not have anyone dig me up..."

"?"

Wei Wei suddenly didn't know how to respond.

And Captain Ouyang's serious expression also collapsed, wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, sighing:

"No matter what I say, Little Wei, I don't know why someone from a regular training camp like you would come back."

"But, peace is precious..."

Faced with the captain's seemingly heartfelt advice, Wei Wei smiled gently and nodded:

"Alright."

After seeing Captain Ouyang off, Wei Wei sat quietly on the sofa for a while, shaking his head lightly.

This Captain Ouyang is a very practical person, an old fox, but he chose to communicate with me in the most sincere way.

Seeing that it was already late, he didn't continue painting the walls, but instead picked up his jacket and went downstairs.

During the day, there were some small stalls and vendors near this small building.

But at night, it was completely empty downstairs, as if everyone was avoiding ghosts, not daring to even look at this building.

Wei Wei had to walk several hundred meters, almost to the very edge of the 15th district, before reaching the bustling night market. He bought two baskets of steamed buns, a large portion of fried rice with egg, two sausages, a box of fried skewers, plus a large cone of ice cream, and walked back.

Although Captain Ouyang had said he could eat dinner together at the office,

After quietly eating his packed dinner until half full, Wei Wei drank a glass of water and pulled out a suitcase.

He didn't bring much luggage when he returned to Scrap Iron City.

Only two large and one small, three suitcases in total. The first suitcase contained change of clothes and money.

Now, this was the second suitcase.

The suitcase wasn't large, only fifty centimeters long and forty centimeters wide, made of a black material that couldn't be identified as some composite material, only showing a durable and wear-resistant quality. The suitcase mouth had an exquisite but extremely complex combination lock, very mysterious.

Wei Wei pressed his left thumb on the lock edge, then entered a long string of passwords, and the suitcase opened with a click.

Lifting the lid, a set of complex apparatus and drugs appeared before Wei Wei.

Wei Wei let out a light sigh.

Captain Ouyang's thoughts were actually correct, in this world, who doesn't want to live peacefully?

He guessed that my purpose for coming back wasn't simple, so he subtly advised me:

"Don't cause trouble."

After all, this world has already shown too many illogical aspects. No matter how well-prepared I am, or what I've learned in the training camp, I might still hit a brick wall and become a delicious dish on some monster's dining table.

However, Wei Wei didn't believe that caution and hiding could bring peace.

He only believed that the only thing in this world that could let him live peacefully was an ability crazier than the madmen.

The only thing that could ensure he wouldn't be dug up after death was to bury all enemies and madmen underground first!