CHAPTER 299: CHAPTER 295: UNSTOPPABLE TEARS

On the suburban road outside Jinnan City.

A group of official cleanup crew members wearing combat uniforms were tirelessly cleaning the road.

On this day of the "Promised Land" organization’s suppression plan, the reason they were here with brooms and mops in a usually deserted area was very simple—

The members of the "Promised Land" who needed to be cleared out were already all over the ground.

Here a piece of intestine, there an arm, and when you look up, you can see the road—once dull from years of vehicle traffic—now strangely marked with a dark red hue.

The strong smell of blood that could be sensed from afar sent chills down their spines.

"Urgh... what’s going on here?"

The newly arrived cleanup crew, holding back their urge to vomit, asked the colleagues who had been cleaning for a while.

With an equally grim expression, one of them said, "The ones scattered all over the ground are illegal members of the ’Promised Land.’ Our task is simply to clean up the scene after receiving notice. As for the colleague who acted... none of us have seen him; it was already like this when we arrived."

"Forget it, forget it, no point in asking. Let’s hurry up and finish cleaning and head back... I really can’t stay here any longer."

Having said this, the colleagues around nodded in agreement, quickening their movements with their hands a few notches.

No one wanted to linger longer in such a place.

After that came a long stretch of silence.

Everyone kept their heads down, working silently, afraid to speak, lest the pungent smell of blood waft into their mouths and make them feel sick.

But just as the cleaning was about to finish, a strange wail came from not far away.

"Wooo... wooo..."

All the cleanup crew present raised their heads, looking towards the source of the voice, fearing an ordinary citizen had been scared to tears by this hellish sight.

If so, they would have to find someone to appease the public and take the person for psychological counseling.

However, when they looked, nothing could be seen, only the eerie sobbing that was getting closer.

This involuntarily made everyone’s hearts jump to their throats, immediately putting down their cleaning tools and preparing to flee at any moment.

After all, they were just after-the-fact cleanup crew, officially responsible for cleanup, not for directly confronting supernatural events like the Awakened.

"Guys, let’s run... let’s report the situation to the higher-ups first..."

"No, wait! There’s something on the ground approaching us!"

Just as someone suggested retreating, the newcomer had already realized what was making the sobbing sound as it approached.

But his eyes were filled with fear and disbelief as he dragged his nearby colleagues and began to sprint away.

"Insects! The insects on the ground are crying!"

At this point, everyone noticed it too.

At the end of the road, a dense swarm of insects was crawling over, including but not limited to spiders, centipedes, cockroaches, bees, praying mantises, all tangled together.

This seemed to have nothing to do with pests or beneficial insects, as if all types of surrounding insects had joined in this frantic migration.

When they realized it was this swarm of insects that was crying, many felt a little relieved.

Though the scene was eerily unsettling, at least the crawling speed of the insects was nowhere near that of the trained cleanup crew members.

They estimated they could completely shake off this bizarre insect tide by running for a few minutes.

"Wooo...wooo..."

However, just as those holding this thought were about to sprint away, they found their mouths uncontrollably opening and emitting the same wailing sound.

The next moment, even teammates who had run quite a distance stopped.

Turning their heads, their eyes revealed the same fear and despair.

Because they too had started crying uncontrollably.

No one understood what was happening, or why they were being invaded by the supernatural, especially since the insect swarm was still some distance away!

Could it be... the sound itself?!

Could simply hearing that eerie wail subject one to supernatural influence?!

All sorts of thoughts echoed in their minds, but they were already meaningless now.

Because by this time, only one last cleanup crew member who could still move freely remained; he lazily inserted earbuds and played music when handling the filth.

This allowed him to remain lucky enough not to lose his mind and bodily control yet.

But it still couldn’t change the fact that he could faintly hear the eerie sobbing.

So even though he had increased the earphone volume to a painfully high level, he would probably hold out for only a bit longer before sobbing uncontrollably like the others.

With a bitter smile, he picked up the communication device and shouted loudly, "B233 team encountered a supernatural event and is about to be wiped out! The sobbing! The condition for supernatural influence is most likely hearing the eerie sobbing! Awakened comrades, prepare for defense against wailing..."

Crack—

The moment he realized he was subconsciously wailing, he immediately cut off the communication report and smashed the device to the ground.

Because he couldn’t guarantee if the wailing transmitted through the device might affect comrades on the other side.

He had no power to stop this threat, but at least he had to avoid becoming an accomplice to this supernatural event!

By this time, the last remaining cleanup crew member’s mind had slowed, and his limbs began uncontrollably walking along the highway with the insect tide.

"Wooo... ah!"

As he was about to become part of the supernatural influence, he suddenly bit his tongue so hard that he severed a small piece.

Forcibly drawing the handgun from his waist, he released the safety and chambered a round, pressing the cold muzzle against his chin with trembling hands.

Not sure if from fear or relief at fulfilling his duty to report, a single crystalline tear fell from his eye.

BANG—

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"Awakened comrades, prepare for... zzzz!" The communication device’s message was interrupted, and the Jinnan City official division’s operators exchanged glances.

They could guess that the cleanup crew they were talking to was likely already doomed.

But at this urgent moment, there was no time to mourn; they could only, with tears in their eyes, report this brief and precious situation to the person in charge.

Enabling them to decide which Awakened team to send to handle this supernatural event.

But now, most of the Awakened had been dispatched to surround "Promised Land."

For a supernatural event to occur at such a sensitive time was like fate trying to forcefully divert the official focus, giving the "Promised Land" a chance to survive.

And the end of the highway where the B233 team was executing their cleanup task was right at the border of nearby Wuyi City.

Why hadn’t the official division on the Wuyi City side reported any abnormal occurrences?

Thinking of this, the Jinnan City’s operator instinctively connected to Wuyi City’s official division over the emergency communication channel, trying to remind them of the issue with the supernatural event’s mobility and spread.

A moment later, a voice came through the earpiece from the Wuyi City official division operator—

"Wooo... wooo..."