A Night of Desperation-Chapter 275: Black Disaster? One

Song Siyu’s words made Yu Hong somewhat amused yet exasperated, but also evoked a sense of closeness in his heart.

Indeed, in a world after the outbreak of the Black Disaster, normal social order was long gone, and it had been a while since he had encountered such a normal modern person…

“Let’s forget about being an assistant. I was planning to walk around this island anyway. It’s rare to have a holiday, so I don’t intend to work.”

Yu Hong made up an excuse to decline. He still planned to thoroughly inspect the island and find the source of the black fog.

Song Siyu was somewhat disappointed as she left and told the others about this.

The group was a bit upset. Song Siyu offered such a high salary, yet that guy refused. Gao Wen grumbled that Yu Hong was trying to hike up his price, thinking that they had no other options since there were so few people on the island.

“We should hurry up and finish shooting and leave this place. It feels too desolate here, nothing is convenient,” Wei Chengjun frowned as he spoke. He rarely spoke, but when he did, it meant he had been holding back for a long time and was close to his limit.

“Indeed, we have the boat scheduled for this afternoon. We finish our tasks quickly in the morning, play around and rest a bit at noon, and head home in the afternoon! If we complete this successfully, I’ll treat everyone to a great time back home!” Song Siyu said with a smile.

“Generous, Siyu!”

“I want to go to Rice City!”

“Book a big room! Bring all the alcohol!!”

Gao Wen and Zhao Sisi shouted excitedly.

The group, carrying their equipment, started heading towards the two locations of resentful energy as Old Yang had mentioned before.

One of these resentful energy locations was the signal white tower at the highest point of the island.

The other was the altar at the deepest part.

They discussed it briefly and unanimously decided to head to the signal tower first. It was higher and offered better scenery.

The morning sea breeze was fishy and dryly cold, devoid of any moisture.

Everyone put on extra clothes and followed the abandoned road. After over twenty minutes, they climbed to the highest point in front of the signal tower.

Standing at the high point, they overlooked the entire island, with the white, rust-streaked tall signal tower behind them.

The towering, over ten-meter tall white iron tower was like a sharp cone, backward planted at the summit of the small hill of the island.

They took commemorative photos, then tuned their equipment and began filming.

Song Siyu repeatedly introduced her lines, then stopped, checked, and continued. Any unsatisfactory parts had to be re-edited.

She and Zhao Sisi were in charge of the main work. Both Gao Wen and Wei Chengjun, who secretly harbored affection for her, eagerly helped and showed off at the side.

Only Qi Siyan, Gao Wen’s girlfriend, was quite upset with her boyfriend’s behavior, watching as her boyfriend unabashedly flirted with Song Siyu right in front of her.

A difficult-to-describe sense of humiliation surged through her heart.

She first watched the recording from a distance for a while, but unable to hold back, she went over to call her boyfriend a few times. Instead, he impatiently waved her off like swatting a fly.

Qi Siyan finally couldn’t suppress her frustration. She angrily picked up her denim backpack and walked down the hill.

On this bare hill on the island, there was only one path leading downhill, a white cement paved road for vehicles.

The road was full of cracks and potholes, having been neglected for many years.

After walking for a while, Qi Siyan realized that no one noticed or cared about her, and her irritation grew stronger.

“If it weren’t for you, Gao, having some stinking money…” she couldn’t help but mutter under her breath, quickening her steps and walking down along the roadside.

As she walked…

Suddenly, she saw ahead on the roadside, a fat man in a dark yellow hoodie sitting on a concrete bollard meant to prevent vehicles from running off the road.

The fat man was sitting with his head down, continually fiddling with something in his hands.

With his back to her, Qi Siyan couldn’t see what he was doing. She slowed her pace and lowered her movements, passing behind him.

Honestly, encountering a fat man sitting by the roadside on a deserted island, meddling with something by himself, did send a bit of a chill down her spine.

“Didn’t Old Yang say… he was the only one living on the island? Why is there someone else here?”

Qi Siyan slowed her steps, quietly passing by the fat man’s side to avoid startling him.

Soon, after she passed that section, and as the fat man got further away, she gradually quickened her steps downhill, beginning to relax.

A few more minutes passed.

Suddenly, Qi Siyan’s body stiffened, and she came to a halt.

Ahead of her, on the roadside, another fat man sat on a concrete bollard.

Wearing the same dark yellow hoodie and large blue jeans, with a large fountain whale printed on the back of the hoodie.

It was still the same fat man. He still had his back to Qi Siyan, engrossed in tampering with the object in his hands.

Heh heh… heh heh heh…

From time to time, a faint silly laugh could be heard.

Qi Siyan, nervously swallowing, stuck close to the hillside and quickly moved past the fat man.

Only when she completely lost sight of the fat man did she finally breathe a sigh of relief and continually quicken her pace.

But two minutes later…

Puff.

Qi Siyan blankly stopped, looking at the familiar fat man sitting on the concrete bollard ahead, her heavily made-up face now covered in dense beads of sweat.

“This… what in the world is…”

Smack.

Her backpack fell to the ground, but at this moment, she couldn’t care less, her eyes fixed on the fat man as she broke into a run.

Circling the winding downhill road, Qi Siyan kept running.

Finally, the downhill slope ended, and far ahead, she could see the flat surface of the island connected to the slope.

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There was also a rusted road sign standing there.

Qi Siyan, panting heavily and having lost one of her shoes, finally reached the road sign and leaned over, gasping for breath.

Bang.

Suddenly, a black rusted axe harshly cleaved into the back of her head.

Excruciating pain instantly spread throughout her body.

Qi Siyan’s vision blackened, and she lost consciousness.

At the last moment, she seemed to hear that fat man’s silly, happy laughter.

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On the shadow-covered beach located on the secluded part of the island,

Yu Hong was crouching on the ground, moving aside the black rocks little by little.

Some rocks were fixed to the ground by a mixture of water and sand, hard to budge. Yet, with brute force, they were stubbornly pulled out and tossed aside.

He carefully kept removing the rocks, and before long, yellow mud pits of varying sizes appeared on the ground.

As the pits deepened and expanded,

thin strips of black mist started seeping out from the depths of the mud pits.

Gurgling sounds were heard.

In one of the pits, black fog bubbled up through the mud-water at the bottom of the pit.

When the bubbles burst, wisps of black fog drifted up.

“Indeed, it’s here… this is the source of the black fog.”

Yu Hong continued to dig deeper, and soon, with a splash, something black, resembling a starfish, was extracted from the mud-water.

The thin strips of black mist were emanating and evaporating from the surface of the starfish-like object.

“What is this…” Yu Hong picked up the object, turning it over to examine.

It resembled a black version of a starfish, rough in texture with a dense granular feel.

He reached out to cover the surface of the starfish with his hand, feeling the black mist emanate.

The Condensing Water Technique activated quickly, working in tandem with the constantly operating Taiyuan True Method, trying to absorb the radiation from the black mist.

Unexpectedly, he failed.

The Taiyuan True Method, rooted in the Thunderbolt Leg Technique, was completely ineffective against the black fog.

Yu Hong felt a chill in his heart and quickly took out a detector and turned it on.

Unexpectedly.

A beep sounded, and the LCD display showed the current Red Value: 2.341.

‘No way!’ Yu Hong stood up, holding the mysterious black starfish, ‘There’s almost no Red Value here??’

You should know, the Black Ship had followed the Black River to get here, and he hadn’t come here by choice, but because if the Black Ship didn’t come here, it would be destroyed by the special waves from the Black River carried over.

So he had to come here, to find the source of the Red Value Radiation, only…

He looked at the black mist rising from the surface of the starfish, puzzled. If this thing wasn’t the source of the Black Disaster fog and had no Red Value Radiation, then what exactly was it? Why was it connected to the Black Ship and Black River?

Standing up, Yu Hong looked at the starfish in his hand, noticing the black mist drifting slightly in one direction.

He looked in that direction, then with a powerful stride, suddenly dashed towards it.

If this place could truly serve as a refuge and relocation point, he had to resolve any potential threats on the island first.

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“Hey? Where’s Siyan??” After helping with moving things, Gao Wen suddenly realized that his girlfriend, Qi Siyan, was nowhere to be found.

He called around the signal tower loudly, but no one responded.

The rest of the team was still filming ahead, the sound of the wind was loud, and their filming was noisy;they didn’t notice Gao Wen’s shouts at all.

Gao Wen gradually expanded his search area, feeling that something was off, constantly moving in and out of the signal tower.

Eventually, he discovered that Qi Siyan’s bag was also taken.

“She probably got impatient and went down the mountain,” Gao Wen thought to himself, he didn’t really care about Qi Siyan, who was just a casual fling he brought along. But since he brought her, he felt obligated to ensure her safety.

He followed the slope down the mountain.

Sure enough, she wasn’t there.

He turned back, a bit angrily.

Bang!

Just as he turned around.

A dark, rusty axe swung directly towards his head.

Clang!

A figure suddenly appeared beside him, raising a wrench to block the axe.

Gao Wen was terrified, froze for a moment, and then quickly scrambled to run away.

Ahhhhhhhh!

As he ran, he screamed like a pig being slaughtered.

Glancing back, he saw that the figure who had saved him was none other than Old Yang, the elder who had warned them earlier.

Old Yang, wearing a faded thick shirt, held the wrench firmly against the axe.

And the one wielding the axe, surprisingly, was a fat man with a flat head and a silly smile on his face.

This fat man seemed to have appeared out of nowhere, suddenly showing up beside Gao Wen.

“Go find the others, get down the mountain and leave this place!” Old Yang shouted through gritted teeth. “Don’t provoke them here!”

Thud.

He swung hard, knocking the axe away, and threw a piece of talisman paper, black with red lettering, forward.

The talisman, only palm-sized, instantly ignited upon impacting the fat man holding the axe.

Without a sound, the fat man gripping the axe stepped back several steps, then raised the axe again, preparing to strike down.