Astral Apostle

Chapter 127 - Bleak (1)

Chapter 127: Bleak (1)

The two ran through the night, watching it gradually fade through their journey.

When the outline of White Plains Town appeared at the end of their visions, it was already dawn. The sky had turned into a dark blue, and dawn was brewing.

Zhou Jing focused his gaze on the wilderness. His physical fitness had been completely enhanced, and his vision had improved to a certain extent. Instantly, it was as if he had been zoomed in and out. The scene of White Plains Town quickly enlarged and became clear in his vision.

Since it was not yet time to open the gate, the gate which stood in front of the town was still closed. The braziers had been burning for a night and were already exhausted, leaving only wisps of smoke.

There were no villagers or caravans waiting to enter the entrance. A few guards were leaning against the wall, their heads nodding slightly. They were snoring.

Zhou Jing raised his gaze and looked at the battlement on the city wall. The torches were still burning, but there were no guards patrolling. There were also no guards standing at the watchtower.

“The defense is so sloppy. It’s been more than half a year since they let me in, but the town’s defense hasn’t improved much.”

Zhou Jing grumbled to himself.

Although he and Ross were currently dressed in rough clothes and could pretend to be farmers, he did not want to enter the city openly.

After more than half a year, someone in the town could still recognize his face. After all, the town in this world was only so big.

Now that he was in the dark, he did not want to expose his whereabouts easily. He could not rely on his identity as a mutant beast hunter to directly open the city gate like last time.

Zhou Jing tore off the corner of his shirt and covered his face, letting Ross do as he was told. Then, the two of them deviated from the path of the city gate and quickly headed towards the city wall from another direction. Along the way, they constantly paid attention to whether there were any patrolling guards or watchtowers on the city wall.

Fortunately, this was the most suitable time to sneak into the town. It was the dim moment before dawn. Under cover of the dim light of dawn, they moved quickly. They were like ghosts, difficult to discover.

Moreover, Zhou Jing had chatted with the town guards in the past. He did not expect this group of people to be extremely dedicated at all times. After standing guard for a night, there were naturally people who would try to laze around. They couldn’t be tense all the time.

The two of them successfully reached the bottom of the wall. Zhou Jing gripped the gaps of the city wall and exerted a little force, inserting them into the hard wall bricks. In the face of 40 points of Physical Fitness, the rough stone bricks and plastic of this world were not much different to hold.

He inserted his fingers into the cracks of the wall. Accompanied by a slight cracking sound, he easily climbed up the wall like a gecko. Soon, he climbed up onto the crenellations of the town. Then, he immediately squatted down and leaned against the wall. His eyes quickly darted left and right, confirming that there was no one patrolling this walkway for the time being.

Only then did Zhou Jing wave for Ross to climb up as well. After the two of them regrouped, they did not delay and immediately climbed down the wall entering White Plains City.

It was still curfew time, and the streets were almost empty. Only the guards were patrolling. The two of them walked along the edge of the town for a while and hid in the shadows of the houses, patiently waiting for the morning to arrive.

It was not difficult to sneak into the town, as it was inevitable for ordinary guards to make mistakes when facing the Mutant Blood Warriors. After all, with their extraordinary physical fitness, as long as the guards were careless and relaxed, they could quickly sneak past them.

While waiting, Zhou Jing sat cross-legged at the back of the house and thought about a plan of action.

The main goal of sneaking into the town this time was to kidnap Lutt and pry information out of him. Before that, he had to figure out how long it had been since he last traveled, how far the influence of his last projection had fermented, what changes there were in White Plains Town, and so on.

Secondly, he had to figure out Lutt’s current defense power and see if there would be a mysterious person like Buzz Cut blocking his way again. This would help him estimate the difficulty.

Now that his body was in good condition, he did not need to risk his life. Zhou Jing did not want to be surrounded and was more inclined to sneak around. It was best to quietly kidnap Lutt and ensure that he had time to retreat safely.

” I have to consider my escape route after I succeed and prepare some things. I have to buy some equipment. Money is not a problem. Although it will attract attention if I cover my face to shop, I just have to be careful.”

Zhou Jing calculated in his heart as time passed. Finally, the bell rang in the town, and the curfew ended.

After waiting for a while, the number of pedestrians on the street gradually increased, and the residents of the town began their day.

This time, Zhou Jing brought Ross to blend into the crowd. Other than covering his mouth and nose, which attracted some attention from the passersby, he looked just like an ordinary farmer.

He was familiar with White Plains Town. He avoided the direction of the guards and went to the clothing store to shop. After dressing up as a town resident, he became even more inconspicuous than a farmer.

At the same time, they also bought two felt hats to cover their ears. This made it seem like they were protecting their mouths and noses from the cold, making them less eye-catching. After all, this was the north. The weather was cold, so it was normal to wear thicker clothes.

After buying the items, Zhou Jing did not leave immediately. Instead, he asked the clothing store owner for the date. It turned out that it had been more than half a year since his last death.

The current City Lord was still Lutt. He had not been removed from his position by the Empire, but he rarely appeared anymore.

As they chatted, the shop owner suddenly felt a little emotional.

“Ever since that Jason attacked the lord six months ago, White Plains Town has been getting more and more bleak.”

Zhou Jing’s interest was piqued, “I came from abroad. What happened after that?”

The clothing store did not have such a service, but Zhou Jing had paid readily for his clothes without haggling. Since there were no customers early in the morning, the owner did not mind chatting with Zhou Jing.

“Sigh. After that, the hunters said that the lord had some inside story and wanted to kill Jason to silence him. In the end, he was almost killed by Jason. These rumors spread throughout the entire city. The lord has been sick in bed since then and rarely shows his face.