I Have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World

Chapter 750 - The True Form of the Fog Demon

Chapter 750: The True Form of the Fog Demon

Translator: _Min_ Editor: Caron_

Bang!

The sound of a gunshot pierced the silence on the beach and the survivors who were fighting for the crystals stopped and looked slyly in the direction of the gunshot. When they pushed out the man named Lin Zhengyang, they never thought the NAC would shoot him...

“Ahhhh!”

Seeing as their accomplice was killed, the remaining two people screamed and ran away. However, they had yet to take two steps before the soldiers standing on the edge of the beach lifted their rifles and without hesitation, turned the two into sieves.

The gun smoke dissipated. Looking at the three people fallen in pools of blood, the beach was dead silent.

No one thought that NAC, who had always been “nice,” would suddenly execute the three people who caused the protest. Looking at Li Wang’s cold eyes, a chill went down all the survivors’ spines.

“We have the option to leave this place.” Li Wang pointed at his own feet then pointed to the sky.

“We have airships. Just like when we arrived, if we can’t defend this place, we could withdraw from here first and wait until the Month of Disaster has passed and come back. Losses? Do you think those crabs could destroy our fortress? Even if they can, we can build another one. What about you guys.? You can wait for your deaths here and feed the crabs.”

The survivors held their breaths.

It wasn’t that they hadn’t considered this option, but they all had the same fluke mentality.

The fallout shelter could hold around 1,000 more people. They had a fifty percent chance of getting in; no matter how unlucky they were, they felt that the person who died shouldn’t be themselves.

Li Wang scanned the survivors.

He knew that as the entity with the greatest to gain in the Month of Disaster, Fallout Shelter 79 had the most motivation to do these things. At the same time, he also knew there were more than three survivors disrupting everything.

But no matter how many moles were left, what he wanted to say wouldn’t change.

“We said from the beginning that the crystals will be paid after the project is completed. Now, I will add that if the project isn’t completed, we will still give you these shiny things before our evacuation. But I promise that by then, even if you have the money, you won’t have the life to spend them.”

“Our troops will fight for time for you, and whether you survive will depend on you.?Don’t expect me to give you crystals in advance and let you fight to get into the fallout shelter. I’ll be clear with you – you must be dreaming to think that will happen!”

“You only have two choices now.”

“Either finish the project and live, or throw away the tools in your hands and get the hell back to your kennel to wait for your death!”

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Turning into a mist wasn’t the same as sneak, but the integration of the body into the fog was in the true sense, disappearing

Compared to fury and other self-enhancing capabilities, this ability to Mystify was undoubtedly somewhat supernatural. After all, neither thermal imaging nor heartbeat sensing could capture the user’s tracks. However, unlike other undiscovered abilities, the data on the mystify capability was documented in the Pan-Asian Cooperation hidden genetic code research archive.

The so-called mystify couldn’t turn the body into water vapor, but when the air humidity broke through a certain critical value, it allowed the entire body’s particles to hide between the gaps the third and fourth dimensions, resulting in the ability to disappear.

Fog wasn’t the cause of the phenomenon but rather, an enabler of the phenomenon.

In simple terms, he could hide his form only in the presence of fog. However, with the current state of technology, the inevitable link between “fog” and this ability couldn’t be explained for the time being. Even the scientists in the twenty-second century had little knowledge in the study of fourth dimensions.

When he heard this, Jiang Chen’s face suddenly appeared quirky.

[It seems that any ability to evolve to the third level is related to the four-dimensional Klein particle.]

However, this wasn’t the focus.

Since he knew the weakness of the Fog Demon, he had already thought about how to deal with that guy.

The next day at noon.

After he bid farewell to Zhao Tianyu, Jiang Chen embarked on the elevator back to the basement.

The door to the elevator opened. Jiang Chen didn’t release the drones from his backpack. He immediately threw out the lighting in his hand and walked outside the door.

The murderous air was filled with thick fog. The fog was thick in a vicious form that was touchable. The moist air was like the hand of the Slim Reaper. Under the thin illumination of the flares, everything looked like shadows.

Jiang Chen breathed the vicious air and said softly:

“I guess you’re nearby although I don’t know where you are, am I right?”

He wasn’t sure whether the Fog Demon heard him, nor was he certain whether it was possessed any human consciousness to understand what he said.

With the rifle in his hand, Jiang Chen looked around the empty room before he sneered.

For the Fog Demon with close-ranged weapons, if he made up his mind to prevent anyone from escaping from here, then this hospital was definitely his last chance. Once the battlefield changed into open space, his chances of winning would be reduced by at least half.

Jiang Chen could feel he was waiting for an opportunity, but Jiang Cheng didn’t show anxiety. He headed for the basement doorway.

A raised foot hung over the basement door. Jiang Chen didn’t step out of the door but slammed the door to the basement and locked himself and the Fog Demon in the basement.

Although he could hide his body between the third and fourth dimensions, this didn’t mean he could teleport through a wall! This was his weakness. After entering this kind of “mist state,” the ability to rely on fog was only possible inside the fog, and there was obviously no fog in the walls.

Almost at the same moment when he closed the door, a strong wind blew at him.

However, this strike failed to hit Jiang Chen. It slashed into empty air.

The Fog Demon that showed its figure paused for a split second. His ugly beastlike face was filled with disbelief. His prey just disappeared in front of him. This strange hunting experience was something he never experienced before.

But then, he suddenly noticed the prey’s backpack was on the ground.

A strong uneasiness entered his heart. The beast’s instincts drove him to respond and immediately started to mystify. Almost at the same time, the backpack suddenly exploded.

The explosion wasn’t particularly powerful, but the scene was spectacular.

In the enchanted white fog, a string of powders sprinkled every corner of the room. The coldness instantly filled the room in a split second, big water drops began to crystallize and the air humidity dropped at a visibly noticeable rate!

It was dry ice!

A whole backpack of dry ice!

With an agonizing shout, the Fog Demon, who just suffered frostbite, stumbled out from the fading mist, and the illusory shadow began to fade from his body. The ugly face started to gradually return to a human-like appearance.

Just like a werewolf after the full moon, he returned to his weak figure.

“It’s really surprising... Although I heard the Fog Demon was once an intelligence officer, I thought you might be connected to the Fog Demon somehow. But I really didn’t think you would be the Fog Demon himself.”

When the fog dispersed, Jiang Chen returned to the room and held the hilt of the laser sword in his hand. With a perplexed expression, he gazed at the man curled up on the ground.

It was no one other than the intelligence trafficker in Town No. 79, the man named Mole...