Scarlet Falls

The original plan was to send Wei Wei to Scrap Iron City to report, but the instructor couldn't hold on in the last few hours.

It left early.

But before leaving, Wei Wei still held his neck and begged, promising that new bullets would be delivered within a month.

Wei Wei, on the other hand, drove his jeep alone and quietly drove to this small edge town.

In the early morning, when the sun finally shone on this dark land, Wei Wei drove into an old gas station on the west side of this small marginal town.

Taking advantage of the opportunity to refuel, he took a distant look at this small city that he had not returned to for three years. He saw streets and buildings that seemed to be older than three years ago, and more that seemed to be more years ago. There was some traffic and drilling rigs.

He couldn't tell whether it was relief or emotion, but he suddenly felt a sense of calm.

In the distance, quarry workers who had finished the night shift were lazily walking towards the town in twos and threes.

Some of them were still holding steamed buns and fried dough sticks in their hands, gnawing on them as they walked.

The nuns from the Church of the Faceless God beside the road have opened the door and are drying sweet potatoes on the concrete floor.

In the distance, patients and street children covered in sacks were rummaging through the mountains of garbage, looking for the "treasures" they needed.

Everything is so familiar, but there is a sense of alienation after three years.

But, finally came back.

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Scrap Iron City.

A small town with a population of less than one million, before the radiation power of the spiritual barrier project covered the place, it was just a gathering place for homeless people who made a living by selling and collecting scrap iron. Later, the barrier plan was included in the third city circle, and it was still on the edge. Only the quarry was developed and there was a poor oil well, which barely made it a pillar industry.

But if we talk about getting rich by working...

There is no such possibility.

Probably because of this gloomy future, the faces of people here seem to be covered with a layer of twilight.

Wei Wei followed the dilapidated road that crossed the town and entered the town.

Along the way, he saw a giant clown standing at the entrance of the city. Because the lines had not been repaired for a long time, only one of his two beacon-like eyes was left.

It stared at the one eye with an exaggerated smile on its face.

Looking at every vehicle driving into the small town, the hat in the hand does not look like a salute. No matter how you look at it, it looks like you want to throw it out and hit someone.

Halfway through the door of the bar, there were young people gathered in groups of twos and threes dressed in strange clothes and with silver nails all over their bodies.

Behind the glass window of the butcher shop, an unshaved pig head was placed on the table, facing the cars and pedestrians on the street.

The pig's mouth is long and narrow, and it always looks like it is smiling.

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"Ragged, degraded, rough..."

Wei Wei sat in the jeep and drove slowly through the streets. The street scenes made him feel particularly familiar.

This small town seems to have always been like this.

It seems that it will continue like this until one day it is destroyed by some unknown disaster.

However, this seems to be a common phenomenon in countless small towns that have been abandoned or disappeared.

It has been seventy years. Under the influence of certain forces and the deliberate promotion of barrier plans, people from all over the world are pouring into megacities crazily, while medium and small-sized cities have been covered with a layer of desolation and dilapidation. The temperament, under the hazy sky, is like the weeds in the wilderness, gradually losing its vitality.

It all started with that mysterious big bang.

The mysterious big explosion did not seem to cause any physical changes, but it triggered strong panic and anxiety around the world. As this emotion fermented, more and more problems were triggered, diseases became prevalent, and regional wars continued. , various energy sources were drying up, social problems emerged one after another, and the seventy-year recession of world civilization also began at that time.

Of course, many people don’t know that the changes have just begun.

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Rubbing his face gently, Wei Wei brought his attention back to reality.

He identified the streets that seemed to have changed a lot in the past three years, and slowly drove towards the center of the city.

The place he was going to was the Extraordinary garrison base in Scrap Iron City.

Because of the emergence of supernatural demonic forces, and because of the huge harm caused by these forces to social order and public safety, the world's major multinational companies, consortiums, the World Government Alliance, the Mysterious Power Research Institute and other institutions have jointly established the Super The Conventional Things Processing Foundation investigates, records, researches, cleans up, and utilizes demons and all abnormal things.

The Supernatural Research and Investigation Section planned and established by the Foundation is a secret agency dedicated to purifying and processing these incidents. Every city with a population of more than one million has stationed a special base directly under the jurisdiction of the Foundation.

In the base, there is a permanent team of extraordinary people with the ability to investigate and purify various types of dangerous events, known as:

Extraordinary Sheriff!

Of course, based on the size of the city, the strength and conditions of each base also have strengths and weaknesses.

Although according to the instructor, Wei Wei's coming here is not conducive to future development, Wei Wei must come back.

When passing Central Street, he deliberately turned a corner and looked at a group of low apartment buildings from a distance.

It was an apartment building with only about three floors, located among tall buildings around it.

This is a small building that looks very ordinary on the outside. It is dark and has no lights, as if it has been uninhabited for a long time.

Wei Wei slowed down slightly and took a deep look at the building, a shadow flashing in his eyes.

Then he stopped delaying, increased his speed, and left quickly.

Ten minutes later, the jeep stopped in front of an inconspicuous building in Scrap Iron City.

Judging from the address, this is the base of the mystery handling team stationed in Scrap Iron City.

However, compared to the mysterious and weird temperament of the work they are responsible for, this small building is obviously too normal.

When Wei Wei walked into this small base, he saw a warm scene.

At the door, there is a small sign with black characters on a white background: Scrap Iron City Environmental Protection Workstation.

"Environmental protection?"

Looking at the name of this small base, Wei Wei had a preliminary understanding of his colleagues in this place.

Due to certain confidentiality and security needs, these action teams stationed in various cities often choose their own disguises. There are no mandatory norms or requirements for this kind of camouflage, so teams from all over the country can choose the camouflage style independently, and in the process, they show a strong personal color, and there are various forms.

There are those disguised as security companies, which have a strong will to protect.

There are those who pretend to be detective agencies, and they have a strong desire for knowledge about supernatural things.

There are those pretending to be hunter guilds, which value bounties more than honor.

In addition, I heard that there is also a slaughterhouse disguised as a slaughterhouse, and their team ranks at the top of the supernatural creature hunting list all year round...

The small base in front of us is named after an environmental protection organization, so the literal meaning can be understood as:

Do they focus more on dawdling and bullshit?

Wei Wei breathed a sigh of relief, entered through the modern-looking glass door, and looked at the unit he was about to join.

Inside is a reception hall, and there is no one behind the curved table.

Passing through the reporting hall, it turned out to be a small courtyard. In the courtyard, two people were playing billiards with sticks.

He had a thick beard, but not a single hair on his head.

The other one has long, smooth black hair tied into a long ponytail on the back of his head. His skin is smooth and fair, and he is even more handsome than a beauty.

Wei Wei took a deep look at his chest and crotch to make sure he wasn't looking rogue.

He is indeed a more handsome man than a beauty.

There was a man next to him who weighed at least three hundred kilograms. He squatted in front of the stove and fanned the fire. There was a pot on top, which was filled with the aroma of meat.

It's them.

Wei Wei thought about the information he had read and nodded secretly.

Then he put a polite smile on his face, stepped forward, and said to the bearded man who was turning his head: "I..."

"If you have anything to do, go to the administrative office. We don't collect rags here, and we don't dig smelly ditches."

"Well, that's not what I'm talking about. I'm looking for Captain Ouyang."

"Looking for Captain Ouyang?"

When the other party heard that Wei Wei directly called the captain's name, his expression suddenly became serious: "Come back after get off work to collect gambling debts!"

"?"

Wei Wei felt as if he had accidentally gotten to know Director Ouyang better.

At the same time, I felt that I had come to the right place.

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