Wuxia.today74 Bleeding Taun
Chapter 74: Bleeding Taunt
"We have already misplaced our faith in one god; we will no longer believe in any divinity, be it real or fake, and that includes you, Son of Misfortune."
"Mr. Gu, we know you better than you know yourself."
"The first tragedy is over. The second tragedy will be arriving soon."
Three warnings written in blood on three different banyan trees and three pictures. Studying the twisted forms of the trees and the bloody words in the foreign language, Gu Jun was silent for a long time. This was undeniably a taunt, a taunt toward Phecda and a taunt directed at himself. He initially thought that the people from Afterlife were just a bunch of crazy fanatics; they were up to crazy rituals to summon the power of darkness, but he had already gained the agency. He had touched the truth and even found out about his own past...
But suddenly, just as he felt like he had crawled out from the abyss, before he could taste the fresh air, he realized that he had only crawled deeper into the abyss. Unknown was still all around him, and the darkness only appeared darker.
"Doctor Gu, can you understand these words?" Wang Ke asked. The group looked at him with anticipation.
"Most of them..." Gu Jun gave a brief meaning of the three sentences. He omitted the part about 'including you' and 'Son of Misfortune' by claiming that he did not understand them. But he believed that the people from Scientific Research Department would soon recognize 'you' and 'misfortune' because 'you' appeared the second time in the second sentence, and 'misfortune' and 'tragedy' were written in a similar way.
"I personally believe that Spirit Child..." Gu Jun wanted to say something, but when the words reached his lips, he lost his train of thought. "... could be a spy or could be not."
Well, that was a perfect nonsense. Was the Spirit Child a fanatic? He did not even know the other child's gender. At the end of the day, if this Spirit Child was really a fanatic, could he really understand them? Sacrificing themself to enter Phecda to provide false information was completely possible.
But in that case, what did they worship? The Afterlife Cult had clearly stated that they no longer believed in any divinity or demon. Had they always been like that since they arrived here, or did this change occur recently? And when did they master the foreign language again?
Amid this flurry of questions, Gu Jun answered a few other questions from Wang Ke. He tried his best to answer honestly but not volunteering any extra information. While some questions he really had no answer to, for example, the third warning that stumped all of them. What was the first tragedy? The Malformed Banyan Disease or the heavy casualties during this operation? And what did the second tragedy... point toward?
After some questioning, Wang Ke went out to make a call. When he returned, he had Gu Jun write down all the foreign vocabulary that he knew and their meaning. At this point, Gu Jun sincerely wanted to help. If he died, leaving the Afterlife Cult with the sole mastery of the foreign language, that would be very scary. However, at the same time, he had to take his own safety into consideration. Therefore, of the five hundred foreign words that he knew, he only wrote around a hundred and fifty of them. There were some common words and other more specific terms. He told Wang Ke, "Captain Wang, ever since the S Value assessment, I've been able to remember a few foreign words every day, but for now, this is all I've got."
The reason Gu Jun did this was to ensure his irreplaceability. He needed to be alive to continue providing Phecda with translations of the foreign language. Even if Phecda looked into his memory, this would be his defense. After all, he was not technically lying. Instead of remembering several of them daily, a foreign term would come back to him every few days.
After making another call to report to his superior, Wang Ke had Cao Yichong bring him to an attached room to rest. By then, it was already about 4 am. There was a small window inside the room. Through the window, the sky was still dark.
"Phew." Gu Jun turned in the bed. Actually, when he was checking out his sparse surroundings, he noted the lack of cameras. After turning a few times, he looked out the window with many things on his mind...
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'The Afterlife Cult already knows that I am in Phecda. They left these three sentences for me to translate. Just how far ahead have they calculated?'
"Brother Qiang, I might not be fine, unfortunately," Gu Jun grumbled self-deprecatingly. After reading all those messages, Gu Jun went on the internet. There was news about the Malformed Banyan Disease on the internet, but it was not because news about the disease had leaked but the fact that several villages around the Eastern State being on lockdown had caught the media's attention. But those articles were soon taken down or debunked. The reasons provided included mass migration, discovery of ancient artifacts, and so on. Seeing that there was nothing worth exploring, the news did not gain any traction. The public's attention was soon pulled away by some other celebrity. The Public Relations Department was always good at their job.
Gu Jun skipped through various sites before he put the phone away. He closed his eyes and fell asleep...
There was no dream, only darkness. He probably slept for hours before he was awakened by falling footsteps. He opened his blurry eyes to look and realized that it was already daylight.
"Doctor Gu, it's time to wake up." It was Wang Ke who walked in. His voice boomed in the small room. "Prepare yourself, the people from the Special Mobile Force are here. You are required to go on a mission with them. They need your expertise with the foreign language and your medical support."
"We have already misplaced our faith in one god; we will no longer believe in any divinity, be it real or fake, and that includes you, Son of Misfortune."
"Mr. Gu, we know you better than you know yourself."
"The first tragedy is over. The second tragedy will be arriving soon."
Three warnings written in blood on three different banyan trees and three pictures. Studying the twisted forms of the trees and the bloody words in the foreign language, Gu Jun was silent for a long time. This was undeniably a taunt, a taunt toward Phecda and a taunt directed at himself. He initially thought that the people from Afterlife were just a bunch of crazy fanatics; they were up to crazy rituals to summon the power of darkness, but he had already gained the agency. He had touched the truth and even found out about his own past...
But suddenly, just as he felt like he had crawled out from the abyss, before he could taste the fresh air, he realized that he had only crawled deeper into the abyss. Unknown was still all around him, and the darkness only appeared darker.
"Doctor Gu, can you understand these words?" Wang Ke asked. The group looked at him with anticipation.
"Most of them..." Gu Jun gave a brief meaning of the three sentences. He omitted the part about 'including you' and 'Son of Misfortune' by claiming that he did not understand them. But he believed that the people from Scientific Research Department would soon recognize 'you' and 'misfortune' because 'you' appeared the second time in the second sentence, and 'misfortune' and 'tragedy' were written in a similar way.
"I personally believe that Spirit Child..." Gu Jun wanted to say something, but when the words reached his lips, he lost his train of thought. "... could be a spy or could be not."
Well, that was a perfect nonsense. Was the Spirit Child a fanatic? He did not even know the other child's gender. At the end of the day, if this Spirit Child was really a fanatic, could he really understand them? Sacrificing themself to enter Phecda to provide false information was completely possible.
But in that case, what did they worship? The Afterlife Cult had clearly stated that they no longer believed in any divinity or demon. Had they always been like that since they arrived here, or did this change occur recently? And when did they master the foreign language again?
Amid this flurry of questions, Gu Jun answered a few other questions from Wang Ke. He tried his best to answer honestly but not volunteering any extra information. While some questions he really had no answer to, for example, the third warning that stumped all of them. What was the first tragedy? The Malformed Banyan Disease or the heavy casualties during this operation? And what did the second tragedy... point toward?
After some questioning, Wang Ke went out to make a call. When he returned, he had Gu Jun write down all the foreign vocabulary that he knew and their meaning. At this point, Gu Jun sincerely wanted to help. If he died, leaving the Afterlife Cult with the sole mastery of the foreign language, that would be very scary. However, at the same time, he had to take his own safety into consideration. Therefore, of the five hundred foreign words that he knew, he only wrote around a hundred and fifty of them. There were some common words and other more specific terms. He told Wang Ke, "Captain Wang, ever since the S Value assessment, I've been able to remember a few foreign words every day, but for now, this is all I've got."
The reason Gu Jun did this was to ensure his irreplaceability. He needed to be alive to continue providing Phecda with translations of the foreign language. Even if Phecda looked into his memory, this would be his defense. After all, he was not technically lying. Instead of remembering several of them daily, a foreign term would come back to him every few days.
After making another call to report to his superior, Wang Ke had Cao Yichong bring him to an attached room to rest. By then, it was already about 4 am. There was a small window inside the room. Through the window, the sky was still dark.
"Phew." Gu Jun turned in the bed. Actually, when he was checking out his sparse surroundings, he noted the lack of cameras. After turning a few times, he looked out the window with many things on his mind...
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'The Afterlife Cult already knows that I am in Phecda. They left these three sentences for me to translate. Just how far ahead have they calculated?'
"Brother Qiang, I might not be fine, unfortunately," Gu Jun grumbled self-deprecatingly. After reading all those messages, Gu Jun went on the internet. There was news about the Malformed Banyan Disease on the internet, but it was not because news about the disease had leaked but the fact that several villages around the Eastern State being on lockdown had caught the media's attention. But those articles were soon taken down or debunked. The reasons provided included mass migration, discovery of ancient artifacts, and so on. Seeing that there was nothing worth exploring, the news did not gain any traction. The public's attention was soon pulled away by some other celebrity. The Public Relations Department was always good at their job.
Gu Jun skipped through various sites before he put the phone away. He closed his eyes and fell asleep...
There was no dream, only darkness. He probably slept for hours before he was awakened by falling footsteps. He opened his blurry eyes to look and realized that it was already daylight.
"Doctor Gu, it's time to wake up." It was Wang Ke who walked in. His voice boomed in the small room. "Prepare yourself, the people from the Special Mobile Force are here. You are required to go on a mission with them. They need your expertise with the foreign language and your medical support."