Crows

Countdown: 72:00:00.

Midnight.

The team is now closer to Forbidden Zone No. 002.

There are few things to do for entertainment in the wilderness, and the Freemasons, who were initially excited to come to the wilderness, are now physically and mentally exhausted.

The old man, however, remained energetic and, apart from occasionally falling into a coma, seemed more like a young person than many young people.

Comparing his memories with those of the old man, Qing Chen confirmed that the old man's skin had become more radiant and rosy after arriving in the wilderness.

But all of this is not a good thing for an elderly person whose life is about to end.

As night fell, Yang Yang once again pulled Qing Chen's arm and flew into the sky.

Meanwhile, in the camp on the ground, countless people were secretly gazing enviously from afar.

The Freemason students whispered among themselves, "How can we become superhumans?"

Nangong Yuanyu replied, "I've done some rough statistics. Even if you become a superhuman, there's only a 1 in 17.81 million chance of having the ability to fly."

"Senior, let's not do this now, okay...?"

Nangong Yuanyu thought for a moment, "Okay..."

In that place close to the sky, Qing Chen and Yang Yang lay side by side in the clouds. The boy felt the repulsive force of the force field beneath him, just like a soft bed.

"You're going to accompany that old man through the last leg of his life, right?" Yang Yang asked.

Qing Chen said, "You found out?"

"Yes, his force field is getting weaker and weaker. I've seen this weakening process many times; it's the prelude to death," Yang Yang said. "Who is he? Why would an ordinary person make you willingly travel to the wilderness and Forbidden Zone?"

Qing Chen thought for a moment and replied, "An elder who is not related to me by blood but is like family to me. His dream is to become a knight, but he was trapped in the prison of fame and fortune all his life, and only gained freedom by faking his death before he died."

"That's why we should do as many things as we want to do when we're young, so that we won't have any regrets," Yang Yang said with a hint of emotion after sensing the old man's weakening energy field.

No one can remain unmoved in the face of life and death.

"Can I ask you for a favor?" Qing Chen asked.

"You say."

"Could we take the old man flying in the sky for a while? But we can't fly too high, because his cardiopulmonary function isn't good anymore. He'll suffer from oxygen deprivation if he flies too high, and we can't fly for too long either," Qing Chen said.

Yang Yang agreed without hesitation, "Okay."

But at that moment, she suddenly looked into the distance. "Someone is approaching."

Qing Chen also turned his head to look. On the horizon, a group of thirteen people were walking on foot in the wilderness. They were wearing black linen cloaks, and the loose cloaks were tied at the wrists with red ropes.

From a distance, the figures of those thirteen people appeared lonely yet resolute.

"The crows," Yang Yang said softly, "Are coming for us."

Qing Chen immediately realized that these were people from the Tribunal of Taboos!

In this wilderness, extraordinary beings are about to die!

The flock of crows walked slowly, but Qing Chen roughly calculated their walking speed and found that they were probably moving faster than a normal person could run.

They landed on the ground, Yang Yang waved towards Guo Huzhan's tent. "Something's wrong, the crows are here."

Guo Huzhan's tent was immediately opened, revealing that the bald man was clearly not asleep.

He asked with a serious expression, "Are you sure?"

"I'm sure, I saw a crow on the shoulder of the person at the very front," Yang Yang said.

In the camp, everyone suddenly felt a sense of foreboding.

The sudden appearance of the Tribunal of Taboos has always been a symbol of death.

"Is it possible that they just happened to be passing by?" Guo Huzhan, puzzled.

"No, they're wearing cloaks," Yang Yang said.

Normally, members of the Tribunal of Taboos do not wear cloaks; they live among ordinary people like everyone else. Only when they feel a summons will they don cloaks and transform into crows.

Otherwise, wherever they went, wearing cloaks, they would be seen as an ominous sign.

Qing Chen looked at Yang Yang and asked in a low voice, "Could it be that an old person is about to pass away, so they've come to take them in?"

Although the old man repeatedly emphasized that he was not a superhuman, given his unrestrained nature, he might not be telling the truth.

However, Yang Yang shook her head. "No, the old man's force field is just like an ordinary person's. I won't make a mistake in my judgment."

"Then we're going to be in danger," Qing Chen said.

Li Dongze had explained the priority of the Tribunal of Taboos to Qing Chen. Under normal circumstances, the crows would only arrive in time if a superhuman of B-Class or above died.

Yang Yang thought for a moment and said, "But the Tribunal of Taboos isn't always so accurate. I've heard about them in Spades. Xu Linsen once said that the crows only sense that death might occur, but they can't be 100% certain. What they foresee might be more about what level of battle is about to break out."

Qing Chen pondered, thinking that this explanation might be more reasonable.

Because in the battle where Li Changqing was ambushed in City No. 18, the crows appeared very early, but in the end, neither Li Changqing nor the A-level expert from the Kamishiro Family died.

So, it seems that Tribunal of Taboos foresaw was indeed at the level of combat?

However, high-level battles are always accompanied by the deaths of many superhumans, so the Tribunal of Taboos's predictions have been misinterpreted by many people.

At this moment, the old man also came out of the tent.

The thirteen crows trekked across the wilderness and came before the group.

The crows removed the hoods of their cloaks and curiously observed everyone in the camp.

Qing Chen suddenly felt that the other person's gaze was a bit strange, as if they were examining cold objects.

The old man smiled at the woman in front, who appeared to be around thirty years old, and said, "You've come in March, you wouldn't be here to take me in, would you?"

When March saw the old man, she was taken aback. At first, she didn't recognize him, but after a closer look, she suddenly bowed slightly in a polite manner. "I didn't expect to see you here. It's quite a surprise. However, we're not here to take you in; we just need to accompany you for a while."

The old man was not a superhuman, so he did not meet the criteria for being accepted by the Tribunal of Taboos.

Qing Chen pondered, it seemed that danger was indeed on the horizon.

However, he still couldn't determine whether the danger was coming towards him or towards Spades.

Qing Chen looked at March. The woman had a neat ponytail and no makeup. She was very plain.

The crows didn't carry any supplies like tents. They simply hopped onto nearby tree branches in the winter, wrapped their cloaks around themselves, and began to rest with their eyes closed.

It looked as if there really were twelve crows perched on the branches.

It looks a bit strange.

Guo Huzhan looked at March with a solemn expression. "Did the Tribunal of Taboos suddenly arrive here because they foresaw our deaths?"

March shook her head. "I don't know."

Then, she turned to Yang Yang and asked, "Are you interested in joining the Tribunal of Taboos?"

The bald man immediately became agitated. "She's one of our Spade's people. Isn't poaching someone right in front of us a bit too much?"

March glanced at Guo Huzhan: "I just think she's more suitable to join the Tribunal of Taboos, that's all."

This woman talks as if it's perfectly natural, which makes people very uncomfortable.

But only those who know her can understand that she always simply states objective facts without mixing in too much personal emotion.

Simply stating objective facts is not always appealing.

In March, she looked at Yang Yang with an inquiring gaze.

Yang Yang thought for a moment and replied, "I don't want to leave Spade for now. I have a lot of things to do."

"Okay," March didn't say another word of advice. She turned around, jumped onto a thick tree branch, and sat down, calmly preening the feathers of the Six-Eyed Crow on her shoulder.

He didn't even glance at Yang Yang again.

It's like when they just started to solicit business; it was just a polite formality.

However, at this moment, March suddenly noticed that the Six-Eyed Crow was staring in Qing Chen's direction. She looked at Qing Chen curiously, seemingly unable to understand why the raven was staring at this person.

She pondered for a moment, then sat down in the tree and said to Qing Chen, "Hello, could you kill fewer people in the future?"

Qing Chen didn't know why the other party suddenly said that, but he still replied in the end, "I only kill those who deserve to die."

March sighed and said nothing more.

Guo Huzhan and the others silently looked at Qing Chen, wondering how much murderous intent he must possess in the future for March to specifically ask such a question.

Moreover, the Tribunal of Taboos doesn't care about the lives of ordinary people; they only take in extraordinary individuals.

So, is the young man Yang Yang took to the sky actually a hidden master?!

Thinking about this, Guo Huzhan became suspicious again.

Meanwhile, Nangong Yuanyu and the others from the Freemasons looked at Hu Xiaoniu with even more fervor. Although Hu Xiaoniu was a servant, he was still a servant of a great man. As Time Walker, his future was far better than most people's.

Of everyone present, only Yang Yang looked at Qing Chen and said, "Be careful."

She knew that March's words also meant that Qing Chen would face more dangers than ordinary people in the future.

Qing Chen looked at Yang Yang: "Is there anyone else in Black Spade secretly following the convoy?"

"No."

Are you Grade A?

"No."

"Does Spade have someone waiting for them in the south?"

"Yes," Yang Yang nodded and said, "The Black Spade 4. Yu Yu Yu are waiting near Forbidden Zone No. 002."

"By the way, which of the five spades are you?" Qing Chen asked curiously.

"The Black Spade 2," Yang Yang said.

Qing Chen thought for a moment and asked in a low voice, "Is it two or three of the highest spades?"

Yang Yang heard Qing Chen's tone when he asked the question, which sounded a bit like asking about the rules before playing cards, "The Black Spade 2 is ranked last. I joined the shortest time, so I'm ranked last."

"Is Xu Linsen the Black Spade A?" Qing Chen asked.

"Yes," Yang Yang nodded.

"Who are the Little Wang?" Qing Chen asked again.

Yang Yang shook her head. "No, and there won't be any."

Qing Chen suddenly thought of a question: if Guo Huzhan and Yang Yang are not A-level, and it is highly unlikely that there will be any A-level experts among the Freemasons.

So why did the crows appear so early?

There will be another chapter before 10 o'clock.