The dead-silent small town.
Jiang Qiao walked on and off, occasionally entering nearby shops to look through information that seemed to have been left behind from an earlier era.
There were newspapers.
Advertisements.
Small account books.
There were also compositions from elementary school homework books and diary entries.
The childish writing.
It provided Jiang Qiao with some clues.
"A small town in the south."
"Not too far from home... Heh, when did a distance of over a thousand kilometers become 'not too far' to me?"
Jiang Qiao shook his head.
He confirmed the name this city had gone by back in his homeland.
Aside from that.
He could tell that before the city was sealed away, it had appeared to lead a peaceful life, but beneath the surface, undercurrents were already churning.
There had been quite a few supernatural events.
Unnoticed.
They had already begun drifting around the area.
This corroborated the information he had obtained earlier at the delivery shop.
For example.
In the diary of an elementary school student just now... Proper people didn't keep diaries, but elementary school students were required to write in them every day, and then show them to their parents and teachers. So did that mean elementary school students counted as proper people?
Anyway.
One day.
This third-grade girl had been playing hide-and-seek with some children in the residential compound.
They were all new friends.
She had never seen them in the compound before.
As a result.
While they were playing.
When it was the girl's turn to look for those new friends, she couldn't find a single one of them.
She searched and searched.
And searched and searched.
But she couldn't find her friends.
In the end, it was her mother who found her instead.
Besides her mother.
There were also two