Siege

Lin Xian got off the motorcycle, grabbed the board, and began to counterattack the giant spider.

He shot out several Wind Guns in succession, but because the distance was too far, they only produced faint vibrations upon hitting the dark shadow in the thick fog.

Just then, the giant spider's long legs attacked again. Lin Xian's eyes flashed, and he immediately lunged in front of the little girl, raising his hand to cast an Ice Shield!

Pfft!

The long leg pierced through the Ice Shield but was also blocked. The sharp tip of the spider leg was almost touching the little girl's face.

The little girl's eyes widened, her breathing quickening in shock. She looked at Lin Xian, "Are you an ability user?!"

"Shasha, use this!" At this moment, the rear window of the driver's cabin opened. The driver was a burly man with a rough face. He handed a grenade launcher to Shasha. Without a word, the girl took it decisively, skillfully cocked it, and aimed it at the giant spider, firing a shot!

Boom!

The immense recoil made the little girl stumble, and combined with the vehicle's inertia, she fell to the ground.

But she seemed not to care. Watching the grenade fly in an arc and hit the monstrous spider, exploding in a burst of flame, she widened her eyes and exclaimed excitedly, "It hit! It hit!"

"Good, strike while the iron is hot!"

Kiki stood up, gritting her teeth, ready to use her ability, but Lin Xian grabbed her arm.

"No need!" he said.

The giant spider, hit by the grenade, let out a piercing shriek and quickly disappeared into the thick fog, losing its target.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Only Kiki was somewhat indignant. She looked around for the dark shadow. When she couldn't see it anymore, she turned to the little girl.

"Hey, what's your name? You're pretty good."

The little girl had short, ear-length hair and wore a black down jacket. Her face was smudged from fleeing for a long time. She sized up the two people in front of her but didn't speak. Instead, she tapped on the rear window panel, as if she had discovered a treasure.

"Brother, this man is also an ability user."

The man driving glanced at the rearview mirror, his eyes focused on the road ahead, seemingly not one for words.

Lin Xian's gaze sharpened slightly. The little girl said "this man," implying that one of them was an ability user?

"Lou Hua, Lou Shasha. My brother is a block of wood, not very talkative," the little girl said, leaning against the rear window panel with the grenade launcher. She introduced herself to the two of them.

Lin Xian managed a smile and said gratefully, "My name is Lin Xian, and this is..."

"I'm Kiki. Did you guys just get here too?"

Lou Shasha shook her head, her eyes drifting towards the fog-filled sky. "We arrived the day before yesterday, but like everyone else, we're trapped in this damned fog."

"What? You're saying you can't get out of this fog?" Kiki's brow furrowed immediately. "How could that be? Because of that spider just now?"

"More than that..." the little girl pouted. "There are all sorts of monsters in this fog. All the phones and radios are useless, and if someone dies, they quickly get infected and turn into some kind of monster. It's incredibly creepy."

Lin Xian asked, "You mentioned 'those people' earlier. Are there many people trapped here?"

Lou Shasha gestured in the direction the car was heading. "There are at least a dozen convoys, hundreds of people trapped here. They're all at the plaza over there. My brother and I were planning to find a chance to break out in daylight, but then..."

Lin Xian's expression darkened upon hearing this. The situation seemed much more serious than he had imagined.

"What kind of monsters are they that so many people can't break out?"

"Who knows," Lou Shasha shrugged helplessly. Although her voice was childish, her expression was quite mature. "The monsters in the fog seem to have telepathy. If everyone stays put, no monsters come. But if anyone tries to run, they all swarm out of the fog..."

"That strange?" Kiki looked puzzled. "Do they not attack you after dark?"

"What difference does it make if it's dark or not?" Lou Shasha said dejectedly. "In two more days, this place will enter polar night. By then, everyone will be finished..."

Lin Xian observed the siblings, his expression grave.

If Lou Shasha was right, the thick fog was almost indistinguishable from night, and the monsters, strangely, didn't actively attack the survivors who were gathered together. It sounded like they were toying with their prey, sending a chill down one's spine.

Click~ Click~

He took out his walkie-talkie and found, as expected, that there was no signal.

Unable to contact Chen Sixuan, he could only hope that Teacher Chen could hold steady on her end.

"So, what do we do now?" Kiki sat down next to Lin Xian, pulling her jacket tighter. Her face looked a bit weary from using her ability earlier.

"I don't know," Lin Xian replied. He looked at Lou Shasha. "So, are you planning to go back to that plaza?"

Lou Shasha nodded. "We can't break out, and there's no other way." She then looked at Kiki and asked, "Are you cold?"

Kiki's eyes widened, and she nodded.

Lou Shasha silently rummaged through a pile of luggage in the back of the car for a while before finally finding a slightly loose blue sweater. She handed it to Kiki. "Here, it's my biggest one."

"Wow, thanks~"

Kiki's eyes lit up. She took it without hesitation, took off her baseball jacket, and put on the sweater, then put her jacket back on.

"But I don't have pants that long," Lou Shasha said, glancing at Kiki's long legs with a complex expression, as if thinking, I'd be cold too.

"It's okay, hehe."

Kiki smiled. "It's much warmer now, thanks."

"You're welcome."

Having something is better than nothing. Compared to the thin little bandeau she wore before, this thick sweater immediately made KIKI feel much warmer.

The pickup truck drove around many wrecked cars and slowly entered a T-shaped large square. The thick fog here had thinned considerably. Lin Xian could see vehicles belonging to many survivors in the distance. This place, resembling a town's central square, was filled with dozens of specially modified vehicles.

These vehicles formed a simple defensive line in a circular parking arrangement. Among them were heavy trucks, various jeep SUVs, and even armored vehicles and fuel tankers.

But as the pickup truck drove into the square, more than a dozen people suddenly appeared, blocking their path with guns. The sound of bullets being chambered echoed in unison, and dark muzzles were aimed at Lou Hua, who was driving, and Lin Xian, the three of them in the car.

"Who's there?!"

A scarred middle-aged man with a grim expression shouted hoarsely at them from the crowd.

"Living people!" KIKI stood up directly, hands on her hips, and responded loudly.

Lin Xian also stood up at this moment, his gaze sweeping over them. Although their clothing varied, they were all wearing the same type of bulletproof vest, appearing to be some kind of armed team.

"Old Eagle."

At this moment, a tall young man with a cold expression walked out from the fog behind them. The young man looked to be in his early thirties, wearing gleaming military boots and a stylish tactical outfit. He wore sunglasses on this foggy day, making him look somewhat peculiar.

The young man walked out, took off his sunglasses, and slowly approached, looking at the driver's cabin and saying coldly, "It's you siblings again."

The young man's name was Qian Yu, and he was the leader of the largest convoy, the 'Black Flood Dragon' convoy. He commanded an armed team composed of members from his former security company, numbering over a hundred people. They had plenty of equipment and were well-armed, so among the stranded survivor convoys, he unceremoniously considered himself the leader.

Click~

The pickup truck door opened, and a man as sturdy as an iron tower stepped out. Judging by his build, he was over two meters tall. As soon as he got out, Lin Xian felt as if the entire vehicle had been raised by a few inches.

Lou Hua appeared to be in his early thirties, with a square face. Because he wasn't good with words, he exuded an aura that kept people at a distance, causing the gunmen aiming their weapons around them to involuntarily change their expressions.

"Hey!"

The short Lou Shasha stood on the hood of the car at this moment, holding up the grenade launcher, and said impolitely, "We're not part of your convoy, do you have the right to tell us where we can go?"

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