bookrandom Chapter 96 The Sound of Sirens? A Return to the Civilized World!
Chapter 96 The Sound of Sirens? A Return to the Civilized World!
Meanwhile, a few kilometers away in the town of Locke, Baron Kyle was raging over the empty treasury.
Deeper into the wilderness, the war drums of the Black Fang tribe resounded throughout the night.
Everyone thought that when the sun rose tomorrow, there would be an even more brutal battle.
But no one could guess what awaited them tomorrow.
Five o'clock in the morning.
The sky appeared a sickly gray-white.
Jiang Ming woke up amidst a violent jolt.
He was all too familiar with this feeling.
For the first time, the school moved from the woods to the highlands.
The second time, they crossed from the highlands to this wasteland sandwiched between Locke Town and the orc tribe.
This is the third time.
"An earthquake?!"
Li Bin, who was on night watch, sprang up from his chair, and instantly drew his highly poisoned dagger.
"It's not an earthquake." Jiang Ming opened his eyes instantly. His [Iron Will] eliminated any grogginess from just waking up, and his brain instantly went into battle mode. "Hold on tight! We're about to transmigrate!"
Rumbling--
The entire training building seemed to be grabbed by a giant hand and shook violently in the air.
Parts and reagent bottles on the table fell to the ground with a clatter.
Wang Yang, Zhao Yanzhi, and the others scrambled to their feet in a panic, barely managing to stand by helping each other.
This tremor lasted longer than the previous two.
A full five minutes passed.
That nauseating feeling of weightlessness suddenly disappeared.
The world returned to stillness.
"Stop...stopped?"
Wang Yang's face turned deathly pale; he had almost vomited up his dinner from the night before.
"alert!"
Jiang Ming rushed to the window immediately.
Based on past experience, the danger level increases with each new map encountered after crossing through it.
The first time were wild beasts, the second time were goblins, and the third time were natives and orcs.
What will it be this time?
A giant dragon?
Undead Scourge?
Or is it some indescribable ancient god, Cthulhu?
Jiang Ming ripped open the heavy blackout curtains, his sword already poised to strike.
however.
He froze when the view outside the window came into view.
For the first time, the hand holding the sword trembled slightly.
"This...how is this possible..."
Seeing that Jiang Ming didn't move, Wang Yang and Li Bin, who were behind him, also came over.
next second.
Wang Yang's hoarse voice let out a scream that could pierce eardrums.
Holy crap!!!
Outside the window, there was no longer a vast wasteland, nor the two eerie red moons.
Instead, a vast, undulating steel jungle has been erected.
The towering skyscrapers, their glass curtain walls reflecting a blinding light in the morning sun.
Wide asphalt roads crisscross the land like black blood vessels.
On the distant overpass, although there was no traffic, the familiar road signs, streetlights, and "GG" signs were all assaulting their retinas.
Outside the school walls, where Locke Town should have been, a large shopping plaza has now been transformed.
Although the huge LED screen was black, the half-finished Coca-Cola poster on it shocked Jiang Ming more than any monster.
"High-rise buildings...street...GG sign..."
Li Bin took off his glasses, frantically wiped them clean, then put them back on, his voice trembling, "We...we're back?"
"Is this a hallucination?" Zhao Yanzhi pinched his thigh hard, wincing in pain. "Or is this some kind of high-level monster's mental attack?"
Jiang Ming remained silent.
He stared intently out the window.
That's so true.
The distinctive smog smell in the air, mixed with the smell of asphalt and car exhaust, is the aura of "industrial civilization" that no other world can simulate.
Just as everyone was filled with doubt and uncertainty.
A sharp, piercing, yet incredibly familiar sound came from the direction of the school gate.
Woo-woo-woo-woo
That was the sound of a police siren.
Immediately afterwards, alternating red and blue flashing lights pierced through the morning mist.
Seven or eight security vehicles painted with blue and white stripes roared into the open school gate.
The car door opened.
Dozens of uniformed officers, armed with riot shields and pistols, quickly established a defensive line using security vehicles as cover.
The sound from the loudspeaker echoed through the empty campus:
"Attention all students on campus! We've received a massive number of emergency calls! Drop your weapons immediately! Hands over your heads! I repeat, drop your weapons immediately!"
This moment.
The second floor of the training building was deathly silent.
The new axe in Wang Yang's hand fell to the ground with a "clatter" and hit the instep of his foot, but he did not react at all.
"The sheriff...it really is the sheriff..." Wang Yang's eyes were red-rimmed, tears welling up in his eyes. "We're back! Brother Jiang! We're really back on Earth! We don't have to kill monsters anymore! We don't have to eat beast meat anymore!"
Xu Shishi and Su Xiaoxiao hugged each other and cried bitterly, an outpouring of relief after surviving a disaster.
Even the usually gloomy Li Bin let out a long sigh of relief, leaning against the wall as if his bones had been removed.
Only Jiang Ming.
He still stood by the window, his full suit of armor, stained with dried blood, looking out of place in the morning light.
He looked down at the security vehicle and at the dark muzzles of guns.
There was no joy on his face.
There was only one kind of chilling cold that penetrated to the bone.
"We're... back already?"
Jiang Ming looked down at his hands.
These hands were stained with the blood of the Locke Town cavalry, the blood of the orcs, and even... the blood of the crew-cut man and the black exchange student.
In another world, he is an S-rank savior and a decisive leader.
But on Earth, in the civilized world where laws still exist...
What is he?
He is a ruthless and extremely dangerous thug who carries a controlled knife and kills indiscriminately.
"Brother Jiang, let's go down! We're saved!" Wang Yang excitedly picked up the axe and was about to rush out.
"stop."
Jiang Ming's voice wasn't loud, but it carried an undeniable air of authority.
Wang Yang paused, turned around, and looked at him with confusion: "What's wrong, Brother Jiang? That's a sheriff, he's here to rescue us!"
Jiang Ming turned around, his dark eyes sweeping over everyone present.
His gaze lingered on Wang Yang's axe, Li Bin's poisoned sword, and Zhao Yanzhi's bow and arrow.
Finally, he pointed to the sheriffs downstairs who looked like they were facing a formidable enemy.
"What do you think would happen if they saw us like this, saw what we had in our hands, and saw those corpses in the stairwell that hadn't been dealt with yet..."
Jiang Ming paused, a self-deprecating sneer curling at the corner of his lips.
"Do you consider us survivors or terrorists?"
These words struck like a heavy hammer, hitting everyone hard in the heart.
The cheers in the room stopped abruptly.
Wang Yang's smile froze.
Li Bin's hand, which was pushing up his glasses, froze in mid-air.
Outside the window, the sirens continued to wail mournfully.
But at that moment, the voice that represented "rescue" sounded like a death knell to them.
The rules of the two worlds collided most violently at this moment.
And they were caught in the middle.