The Dead X Helplessness

Moon Bay.

The Small Town had already taken shape after nearly a week of construction.

With the combined use of various Nen ability, the various components brought from the ship had already been installed and assembled.

The Small Town has acquired many functions and has completely entered the era of modernization.

In the outskirts of the Small Town, there stands a pristine white medical building marked with a red cross.

Then a commotion arose.

Qiduo had just walked in, heard the voice and adjusted her glasses.

Sure enough, the Gate was pushed open.

Five people dressed in tattered clothes are holding up a bubble.

Inside the bubble was a man, pale-faced, covered in wounds, with one arm severed and resting on his lap.

He had already lost consciousness.

The leader seemed to be about to say something.

Qiduo glanced at it only once, then wagged her finger. "Room Three, just put it in."

"Well."

He quickly pushed the bubbles in.

Seeing this, Qiduo simply sighed, sat down beside her, and picked up a cup of coffee from the coffee table.

Then, holding a tablet in one hand, he began to look through the patient's information.

"So many people have come in?"

Without turning his head, Qiduo asked, "What?"

"I came to check on things and see if they've adjusted well this week."

Standing behind Qiduo was Jin.

"So many people have collapsed in just one week. Have any died?"

Yes, five.

"These people are too impatient."

Jin's tone even carried a hint of regret as he sat down beside her and poured himself a cup of coffee.

Qiduo glanced at him briefly before continuing to look at the medical record in her hand.

"This shows your outreach efforts were inadequate. Those selected to come here aren't fools; for such casualties to occur indicates your work was far too perfunctory."

Qiduo was clearly somewhat dissatisfied with Jin's behavior.

Only a week has passed.

Everyone was still adjusting, and in the midst of this adjustment, five people died as soon as they ventured out to explore.

There was certainly an element of carelessness on the part of these five people.

However, it is clear that the main problem cannot be attributed solely to so-called carelessness.

As for those who were injured, there were even more.

However, given their current medical capabilities and resources, they can heal most injuries that are not serious to the soul or that do not lead to immediate death.

On the contrary, there wasn't a major problem.

Injuries are acceptable, but the deaths are far too many.

There are fewer than a hundred people here at all.

In response to Qiduo's words, Jin Shao did not deny them, but nodded instead.

"I realized this about myself, which is why I came here to find out more."

At this point, Jin took a sip of coffee and exhaled.

"I've been here too long, so much so that I've somewhat forgotten the strength of these Nen user."

Within the entire Nen ability realm.

The strong are few.

This is modern society; Nen user primarily train in martial arts are a very small minority.

Essentially, most Nen user are less interested in fighting than in practicing their shooting skills.

A pistol can guarantee an advantage in over 80% of Nen ability battles.

A fully automatic rifle can give a significant advantage in combat against over 95% of Nen user.

This only includes those Nen user who are willing to fight.

Not to mention the vast majority of non-combatants.

While combat personnel are certainly important for exploring the Dark Continent, their proportion will definitely not exceed one-third of the team's size.

There are various roles to play, including medical care, logistics, support, and information gathering, all of which require personnel.

The strength of most of these Nen user did not even exceed 100,000 Nen.

They are viewing Nen user in human society from their current perspective.

Ninety-Nine percent of them will not exceed fifty thousand recitations.

In some ways, Jin is the one who has stayed on the Dark Continent the longest among all of them.

After all, he and the Bianluoke siblings did not return.

In addition, the strength of his companions has been increasing rapidly over the past few years.

They all start at several hundred thousand.

Even in a society where Nen ability exist, he interacts more with those Nen user of a certain strength.

"It is indeed because I did not do my job properly."

Kim has to admit that.

Over the past two years, he has not only been training and improving himself at the camp.

He would certainly conduct exploration and detailed research in the large area centered on the camp.

They even occasionally venture out to explore unknown areas they had never been to before.

Even among Knight Rank, they are considered powerful gold-tier warriors; they can easily protect themselves.

After all, all the Lord in the surrounding area already knew and confirmed it.

Therefore, the weaker Beasts in their territory were not dealt with at all, but were simply left to fend for themselves.

After all, these Beasts were prey they could kill at will.

Upon seeing them, they would only hide carefully, fearing they would be hunted.

Even these wild beasts...

Even the weakest among them possess a power of 100,000, including some insects.

Furthermore, these creatures are at the bottom of the food chain and have an excellent ability to hide, which makes them very deadly.

Therefore, the safe zone that Kim and his team initially defined was only the distance between the camp and the port.

And the area extending outwards from the camp Small Town for about ten kilometers.

In their view, this was already as safe as it could possibly be.

What's the difference between this and a backyard?

But for these Nen user have just arrived on the Dark Continent, it's a completely different story.

Qiduo didn't say much, but simply turned the medical record to the section on the five people's deaths and handed it to him.

Jin took it and flipped through it.

Five people died.

Three people died from poisoning; they were already dead before they were even delivered to the hospital.

They are all toxins from small insects.

The other two had their throats bitten off by a tiny Rat, no bigger than a fist, which gnawed away half of their necks. They died before they were even brought in.

Another person was even more unlucky, getting stung by several small insects and collapsing to the ground.

He was discovered five minutes later, and within those five minutes, a seed from some kind of plant in the grass had entered his body where he had fallen, and it had lodged in his brain, killing him.

If they had been lucky enough to get it into their stomach through their mouths, they wouldn't have died instantly.

It entered the brain precisely through the ears.

Looking at the five documents in his hand, Jin fell silent again.

"Looks like I'll have to build them a Training Ground. They won't be allowed to go out until they reach a certain level of strength."

How can a person be so weak?

These poisonous insects couldn't even bite through their skin, even when they weren't breathing.

And is it really that dangerous around them?

"It's not entirely your fault; I also have some issues."

Qiduo said with a hint of helplessness.

"We were a bit too rigid; three of the team's chefs weren't here, which slowed down our efforts to improve their physical condition."

A very important reason for these problems lies in the personnel dispatched by these sixty Six Great Nations.

His physical condition has not yet reached its peak.

Qiduo and the others had almost forgotten that their physical abilities had reached their peak from a very early age, which was practically a basic condition Kevin required them to come to the Dark Continent.

The body is not at its peak, so the normal perception of this kind of poisonous insect is not keen.

That's the problem.

Even among this group, there are those with extremely powerful Nen ability, but they might not even be able to use their basic abilities perfectly.

"Let's use medicine and food to push their physical limits first. This is a contract we agreed upon long ago, but we didn't expect there to be casualties in just a few days."

Qiduo sighed.

However, it was a stroke of luck amidst the misfortune, at least the five people who died were combat or exploration personnel from various national teams.

While it may sound cold-blooded, the most important personnel in these teams for the entire Dark Continent organization are undoubtedly the medical and logistical staff.

Next are the explorers, and lastly the combatants.

For them, combat personnel are too easy to train.

Jin nodded after understanding the situation.

As I was leaving, I remembered something and offered a reminder.

"Be careful, someone might come smelling it."

Sure enough, not long after we left, it happened.

A person with a rigid, inhuman face walked in.

Wearer Ghost.

Qiduo looked at him and realized she had forgotten about this.

The number of wounded has surged in the last few days, keeping her quite busy and causing her to forget that there's someone here who's extremely interested in corpses.

"I heard that five humans have died in the last few days?"

The Wearer Ghost's tone was calm, but his excitement and exhilaration were undeniable.

Qiduo rubbed her forehead, somewhat helpless.

"We have no right to handle these bodies, and you did not sign any contract with them before they were born, so their bodies do not belong to you."

After considering some issues they had discussed on the ship Qiduo said directly, "Their bodies will be kept by us and transported back during the next repatriation mission."

The Wearer Ghost shook his head.

"I understand that returning to human society is very troublesome, and every shipment of supplies for that return is extremely precious."

"No one would waste this opportunity to transport these useless corpses back, and I also understand that the right to dispose of these bodies should belong to their team, right?"

The Dark Probe certainly has the upper hand, but not to the point that it can even dispose of other people's corpses.

Unless these corpses cause harm.

Clearly, the modern memories carried by the two corpses Kevin provided allowed the Wearer Ghost to better understand the overall situation of humanity today.

And through these few days of communication, I learned the information he wanted.

The thought of a being with an inhuman aura discussing human laws and regulations with him gave Qiduo goosebumps.

But she still patiently explained.

"Unfortunately, these five bodies all had families. The terms they signed, as well as the laws of their respective countries, did not allow them to so directly venge the heroes' Sacrifice, not even sparing their last bodies."

Of course, don't expect them to actually take the body back.

However, while others might not be able to come forward, Qiduo believed that both the Chairman and Kevin were absolutely capable of doing such a thing.

Especially Kevin.

He would absolutely be willing to waste some transport space just to get the body back intact.

"Humans are so rigid."

The Wearer Ghost.

After all, five corpses—that's more than all his current collection combined. How could he not be tempted?

Even if these corpses weren't the kind of exquisite, emotionally rich beings he wanted.

The problem is that it's good enough to have something, so why be picky?

However, even though Wearer Ghost and uses a human body, it's still not an emotional being.

Knowing that they wouldn't get what they wanted there anytime soon, they left without hesitation.

What he needs to do now is immediately to lobby the newcomers.

These people were too weak; they died too quickly.

If we don't sign the contract with them soon, won't we lose out on getting it later?

Instead of wasting these five bodies here, I should sign contracts with the living people. I believe that it won't be long before I have enough bodies to use.

Watching the Wearer Ghost figure leave, Qiduo could roughly guess what it was going to do.

"What a cruel and cold place."

Even their corpses were coveted after death.

These powerful beings, however, possess a friendly attitude that allows them to communicate, and they also have advanced intelligence.

What's even more distressing is the prospect of a long life.

Who knows, there might be even more beings with designs on humanity in the future.

She can now somewhat understand why our ancestors wanted to escape this place.

I just saw one person off, and the door opened again, and another one came in.

The Chairman is here this time.

Qiduo pushed up her glasses with a sigh.

Netero swaggered in, sat down next to Qiduo, and poured himself a cup of coffee.

Have no choice.

Why are they all like this?

After drinking his coffee, Netero smacked his lips, seemingly dissatisfied.

"It doesn't taste good. Tea is much better. Please brew me a pot of tea."

Go by yourself!

Qiduo uttered a dissatisfied remark, her voice somewhat raised.

"What's wrong? You seem unhappy. Did someone upset you?"

Qiduo simply rolled her eyes.

"So, Chairman, what brings you here this time?"

"Oh, it seems a lot of people have been looking for you. But don't worry, I just had nothing to do and came to check on things."

Netero, too lazy to make himself tea, simply held his coffee and chuckled as he spoke.

A moment later, he looked at the medical record in Qiduo's hand.

I took a walk around the hospital.

I learned a bit about the current patients.

"So many people have collapsed."

"The elimination rate in the Dark Continent remains so high; even the smallest things can be fatal."

Netero sighed as he spoke.

He's a veteran, having visited the Dark Continent more than once or twice.

This was probably the most relaxing and enjoyable one yet, and I was even able to leisurely drink coffee here.

Even so, the number of casualties was still staggering within just one week.

This was just an accidental encounter with danger within a safe area.

But on second thought, perhaps it's precisely because this is a safe zone that people let their guard down.

"At this rate of attrition, we don't even know when we'll be able to fill our planned quota of 600 people."

Netero was somewhat helpless.

Previously, when they were in human society, they thought that six hundred people was indeed too few, and that in a few years, the number would increase as more and more people explored the area.

In addition, there is a safe logistics base, so the population will be filled in no more than ten years.

Looking back now, I realize I was just overthinking things.

If half of the sixty elites sent by the Six Great Nations survive two years, that would be a truly miraculous outcome.

Can each country train five more of its ten elite Nen user within two years?

Absolutely impossible.

Elite Nen user can only be assembled by sheer numbers.

It still depends on luck.