The Tavern was bustling. At first, they thought some celebration was underway, but after Lu Boyi got out of the truck and asked around, he learned that a group of Gene Infected were about to venture deep into the Maze to carry out a mission. Everyone else in the Tavern was seeing them off one last time.
The Infected were a highly sensitive subject.
There were Infected back home as well, but people rarely spoke of them. It seemed that the public deliberately avoided the subject, pretending that such a group did not exist in the world.
These people had been contaminated by the Maze, their genes mutated beyond repair. Modern medicine could not save them, so they could not return to society and could only wait painfully for death.
Feng Ling had seen many Infected in Black Mountain Town. She still remembered a little girl whose eyes had formed snowflake-like ice crystals. They had been beautiful, yet cruel.
Feng Ling had no idea where the residents of Black Mountain Town had ultimately been relocated.
She had seen donation appeals for Black Mountain Town online, but the attention had been as fleeting as a flash in the pan, quickly drowned out by other trending events.
Wang Xunmei and Zhang Lu drove the Truck into town, found a relatively open patch of ground, and parked. They took out their camping supplies, lit the stove, and boiled a pot of hot water.
The temperature here was more than ten degrees lower than back home, and it was rather chilly after nightfall.
Feng Ling casually sidled over to warm herself by the fire.
Everyone had grown accustomed to her presence. They each went about their business without paying Feng Ling too much attention.
Before long, Lu Boyi, Lin Pengpeng, and Li Yu