Night fell once again.
Tonight, Gongde Town was unusually quiet. Although the streetlamps along the roadside were very bright, the entire road felt especially lifeless. Jiang Qiao soon discovered why: most of the houses on both sides of the road were empty.
It wasn't that all the town's residents had fled.
It seemed that
they had all gathered in the houses behind the alleys, leaving the homes closest to the road vacant.
Simply put,
"Are they huddling together for warmth?"
"Having more people stay together at night really does feel safer."
"Even if they have to sleep on the floor, at least there are people lying around them. Psychologically, that's still better than living alone."
"Unfortunately,"
"that sense of security is an illusion."
"Luckily, the people passing through are civilian Superpower Users, not evil spirits. Otherwise, with so many people gathered together, they'd be serving themselves a buffet."
Jiang Qiao walked straight out of town.
He arrived at the small river bridge.
Tonight was different from last night. A faint layer of mist had appeared over the road.
Visibility was slightly reduced.
He had just reached the mountain road entrance downstream when he encountered the fat man from last night. Weighing more than four hundred pounds, with a pale face, he looked as if he might collapse at any moment.
The fat man glanced at Jiang Qiao.
Without paying him any attention, he headed up the mountain.
This time,
Jiang Qiao followed behind him as well, keeping a distance of about twenty meters as they entered the mountain together.
The mountain was not particularly high.
He reached the halfway point in less than ten minutes.
There was a road here.
Aside from the fat man, two other people were already standing quietly by the roadside, keeping a safe distance from