After taking out the remaining Aliens, Xu Huo turned back and cut open the severed limb. Inside was a silver bracelet engraved with patterns.
No one would be so bored as to put jewelry on an Alien, and he had just seen a photo of this bracelet in the room where he found the notebook containing records about the Aliens.
So this Alien hadn't come from an animal. It had once been someone from District 010.
Yet its appearance had been nothing like a human's, and it had been worlds apart from the Aliens he'd seen on the Preliminary Train.
Aliens carried toxins, and the consequence of being poisoned by ingesting one was apparently that you directly degenerated into an Alien. That was even worse than dying outright. District 010 was short on food and water, too; people driven mad with hunger would probably even try eating Aliens.
To avoid confronting any more Aliens, Xu Huo soon left. As he crossed the city via the rooftops, he swept most of the area with his mental powers. Aside from a few Aliens that hadn't starved to death yet, there was nothing else alive.
He found nothing, so he could only keep searching elsewhere. To his surprise, he didn't find another place showing signs of human activity before nightfall. This sea of yellow sand seemed to have no land connected to it; no matter which way he went, the scenery was the same.
After dark, the desert temperature began to drop, making it far more comfortable than during the day. Xu Huo let Fan Yunhong out to get some air.
Seeing that it was dark and they were still in the desert, Fan Yunhong silently sat to one side, gnawing on some dry rations. He kept glancing at Xu Huo's feet, and