c412: Late Night

Shang Jianyao’s answer wasn’t at all what Wang Fugui had expected. He was momentarily at a loss for words.

Fortunately, Shang Jianyao had already ignored him. He glanced at the Ruin Hunters beside him and retracted his gaze.

At the same time, Long Yuehong and Bai Chen also took the opportunity to openly size up the people sitting with Wang Fugui while they conversed.

Among them, the one that left the deepest impression on Long Yuehong was a man with long limbs.

He had brown hair and blue eyes. He looked rather muscular and wore a black leather coat that he zipped high up. He was bundled up tightly, but he still appeared to be suffering from extreme cold.

It had to be known that it was already midsummer. Even if the temperature in the mountains was lower than in other places, a normal human wearing a long T-shirt was sufficient.

He’s too weak? He’s previously injured? Long Yuehong muttered to himself.

The other three Ruin Hunters didn’t have any obvious characteristics, but their clothes and expressions were much better than most of the people in the advance base camp. It was obvious that they were doing well.

The other lone rangers that Wang Fugui had mentioned? Jiang Baimian nodded at them, retracted her gaze, and sat at the bar counter.

They came to Coss Bar to settle lunch. This time, they hadn’t brought much food with them.

After Long Yuehong sat down, he suppressed his voice and asked, “Do you think Wang Fugui is an Awakened?”

It was obvious that Wang Fugui had never done any genetic enhancement or attempted any mechanical or electronic modifications. For him to be able to do well as a lone Hunter and be evaluated by Waite as terrifyingly powerful, he should more or less exceed ordinary people.

After eliminating the first two possibilities, there were only two answers—mutation and Awakening. But based on external appearances, the probability of Wang Fugui being a Subhuman wasn’t high.

“If so, what price did he pay?” Bai Chen asked in a whisper.

Wang Fugui’s words and actions were no different from a normal person’s, so it was impossible to tell what price he had paid.

“It might be a price that’s relatively more hidden.” Jiang Baimian offered her thoughts.

Shang Jianyao immediately echoed, “Maybe it’s a sexual deviancy—he likes animals.”

He had a serious expression.

This was clearly inspired by an Awakened from the Rootless caravan. It underwent some changes after considering their current situation of chasing the white wolf.

“No.” Jiang Baimian and Bai Chen shook their heads at the same time.

This was a woman’s intuition. They could sense that Wang Fugui admired and yearned for the opposite sex. However, this lone Hunter was very restrained and polite, which made him less detestable.

As they casually discussed, the four Old Task Force members ate their lunch today.

A certain wild plant’s roots—which were filled with starch—were roasted to a fragrant and sticky state. Many palm-sized fish from a stream were fried until they were crisp and alluring. The oil used came from prey with inferior meat quality. Some relatively common wild vegetables were washed and placed there...

After lunch, Jiang Baimian and the others stood up one after another. They got Genava—who had charged up—and went to the third floor of the castle’s main building.

This was where the survivors previously received treatment.

Fortunately, the white wolf didn’t have any need for coins or food supplies. It didn’t deprive them of their items, allowing them to afford medical help and not be chased out.

At a glance, Jiang Baimian found Roen.

The Ruin Hunter immediately jogged over and asked obsequiously, “Do you need anything from me?”

As his ribs were injured, his running posture was a little strange.

Jiang Baimian nodded. “Have you seen a Hunter named Ferrington?”

This was one of the Old Task Force’s targets—the Ruin Hunter who knew the Mirror Church’s situation.

After Shang Jianyao finished describing Ferrington’s appearance, Roen shook his head. “I saw him before I was controlled by the white wolf. He was also looking for the white wolf, but I never encountered him again.”

Does this mean that Ferrington wasn’t ‘charmed’ by the white wolf and didn’t become an attendant? Jiang Baimian looked around and signaled Long Yuehong, Bai Chen, and Shang Jianyao to interrogate the other survivors.

After some inquiries, Long Yuehong walked to the antepenultimate target.

It was a Ruin Hunter who had barely survived a gunshot to his abdomen. He lay there, his lips slightly pale. He wasn’t in a good state of mind.

“Have you seen such a hunter? He has gray hair, dark-brown eyes, and likes to use shotguns...” Long Yuehong described Ferrington’s situation in a methodological manner.

The eyes of the Ruin Hunter on the bed flickered slightly. “Yes.”

“When?” Long Yuehong perked up.

The Ruin Hunter subconsciously wanted to say that he needed to pay for the information, but he then recalled the other party’s strength and his situation. Therefore, he corrected himself. “When I was controlled by the white wolf.”

He didn’t want his injuries to worsen and be too injured to be saved.

“Huh?” Long Yuehong was surprised and delighted.

Jiang Baimian and Genava approached.

The Ruin Hunter paused and continued, “The white wolf made us guards to watch the different areas. I remember I was guarding the cave that night. At an intersection, I saw this person trying to enter secretly. I-I fired at him and tried to kill him. He was so scared that he ran into another path. He didn’t appear again after that.”

Jiang Baimian quietly listened and asked, “In other words, he was never controlled by the white wolf?”

“Yes.” The Ruin Hunter gave a very definite answer.

Jiang Baimian then asked, “How did you see him in the cave?”

“There were fire torches,” replied the Ruin Hunter. “We used flashlights in the beginning, but the battery ran out.”

At this moment, Shang Jianyao got an answer from a survivor which described a similar situation.

He had been guarding another intersection.

Combining the duo’s descriptions, Jiang Baimian preliminarily judged that Ferrington had entered the cave from another entrance. He was then discovered by the ‘guards’ and rushed into a fork in a panic.