Chapter 272 Funeral Committee

Chapter 272 Funeral Committee

Chapter 272 Funeral Committee

Town square.

The grand funeral lasted for more than two hours, with 3072 participants. The scene was extremely spectacular. The victims might not have thought that they would be so revered after their death.

When the funeral was over, the chairman announced the establishment of a funeral committee to handle the aftermath, and stated that residents could provide help voluntarily and there was no mandatory requirement for the committee.

The committee consists of five people.

The respected old principal of Anping High School, who had been in the profession for decades, funded the construction of the first church on the island and often regarded himself as a priest. Most of the young and middle-aged people in the town were students of Anping High School.

The manager of the underground black market has more than thirty gunmen behind him, and there are many weapons and contraband in the black market warehouse.

The big boss of the only shopping mall in the town, because the mall is located on an island, he often buys large quantities of rice, flour and oil at one time. Now, the mall has been closed to "mourning the deceased."

Mr. He, who has retired to the second line, was once the leader of the Dahe Gang and has a very high prestige among fishermen.

In addition, there is the chairman who serves as the interim chief commissioner.

The funeral ended in the evening.

The town's electricity supply was partially restored, and the chairman invited the residents to live in the large estate under his name. Some agreed, while others refused, and the latter simply returned to their own homes.

"The temple is small and the evil spirits are strong."

On the way back, Si Ning muttered: "What kind of funeral committee is this? It's basically a management committee. They used the funeral to get the number of people and addresses. Next they will definitely kill someone to establish their authority."

The five members of the committee all occupied a considerable amount of resources, and within less than half a day of the dramatic changes, signs of power and stratification had already appeared.

Jiang He was walking on the dirt road. The special mission reward mode of the Double Ninth Festival event was not worth his effort to explore the reasons for the formation of the barrier, or even to find a solution. The interval between world missions was fifteen days, so no matter how strong the barrier was, it would not block the opening of the origin mission.

"Jiang He."

Someone shouted from a distance.

Si Ning turned around and saw a young girl. She wasn't particularly good-looking, but she was full of youth. It was the end of October and the autumn chill was approaching, but the girl was still wearing denim shorts and brown socks that went past half of her calves, which seemed like a popular outfit for girls in big cities.

"Someone is calling me, why are you turning around?" Jiang He said.

"Robots also have acquaintances. How strange! Is she a female robot?" Si Ning spread her hands. In her impression, veterans of World War I should be killing people day and night.

"Yuan Xin, a high school classmate."

"You actually went to high school!"

"I didn't pop out of a rock."

While the two were whispering, the young girl trotted over. It was obvious that she didn't exercise much. After just a few dozen meters of sprinting, beads of sweat appeared on her smooth forehead.

The girl handed over a round stone.

"Huh... this is for you." Yuan Xin was afraid that the other party would think too much, so he explained: "It should be a good thing. When the barrier was lowered, many of the rocks that were hit at the borders underwent changes, but the number is definitely not enough for more than 3,000 people. I intercepted some from my father, and more than a dozen people in our class on the island have them."

The surface of the round stone showed natural patterns, and at a glance it looked like an animal. When Yuan Xin held it in his hand, a cool feeling went straight into his mind. This thing was definitely not ordinary, but it didn't seem to be of much use.

"Thank you." Jiang He took the pebble and the executive auxiliary system immediately tested it. This thing is an extraordinary item. Below 10 points, it can only add half a point of mental value, which has little effect on him.

"Water and electricity are cut off. Please be safe if you live on the island."

Yuan Xin gave a symbolic instruction and then followed the group employee in charge of security back to the town. Her father was the chairman of the board, and after the exams she did not continue her studies but joined the group to participate in daily work.

"This must be the legendary good guy." Si Ning said.

Jiang He did not comment. After working in the mission world, he was more inclined to believe that the other party had started to cultivate a team after entering the society. After all, after renting out the fishing boat, he was now an employee of the Anping Group's long-distance sailing team. However, beauty is in the eye of the beholder, and it may be that he was biased. Back to his own courtyard, night was approaching.

Before Si Ning could come to his senses, Jiang He tore off the Spring Festival couplets on the door, revealing the signboard "Seaside Farmhouse 80/day" with crooked handwriting underneath.

"This handwriting is too ugly." Si Ning was shocked.

"It was written by a dog." Jiang He said.

Si Ning had no doubt that it would be impossible for humans to write such handwriting without some kind of refinement to return to basics.

"You mean I have to pay to stay here?"

"What else?" Jiang He said as a matter of course: "Although there is enough food, I can't feed you for nothing."

Just as the two were chatting, a faint scream was heard.

The sky had darkened at some point, and after most people had left, the area surrounding the coastal courtyard looked even more eerie.

A cold and sticky feeling enveloped the courtyard.

Si Ning pointed at the window glass on the courtyard wall. Jiang He turned around and saw a middle-aged man, dressed like a teacher, who was looking inside through the glass with bulging eyes.

"Teacher Lan, what are you doing?" Jiang He knocked on the glass. Even if he was dead, he couldn't peep so openly.

Si Ning seemed to be thinking about something. Among the seven people commemorated at the funeral, the four members of the Lan family were the main force.

"Xiao He, let the teacher come in and sit down." Teacher Lan scratched his head. He looked no different from an ordinary person.

[Hint: You have encountered a common level bewitching attack, and have been exempted from its effects]
Jiang He and Si Ning looked at each other. Like ordinary abilities such as bewitching and hypnotizing, they could not have an absolute effect on ordinary people. They could be immune to it if they had a strong will. However, they were ultimately extraordinary abilities, so there was still a basic threat.

And just when Teacher Lan appeared, the round stone that was casually slammed into the wall emitted a hazy and thin fluorescent light.

It's sizzling!

Teacher Lan moved his cheek away from the window glass as if he had been electrocuted, and his expression became irritable.

"Xiao He, why don't you listen to the teacher!"

Bang!
Jiang He smashed the glass with one punch, then clamped the opponent's neck directly, ignoring the opponent's weight of more than 100 pounds, and suddenly dragged him into the yard.

Teacher Lan fell to the ground with a thud, his expression very confused.

But the next moment, his face changed suddenly. His skin turned as pale as a corpse, his cheeks were torn, and a long tongue full of barbs rolled out.

Si Ning squatted down and started to slap Teacher Lan in the face. The mental shock exploded and made Teacher Lan stunned and dazed.

"You are very brave. How dare a mere bronze monster rebel against your superiors? Today I will teach you how to respect the strong."

As the air came out of their mouths one after another, mental shocks erupted repeatedly, and Teacher Lan's figure became increasingly thin.

Jiang He found a fruit knife, added some energy to it and started dissecting the prey. The prey had the weight of a normal person, but did not have any flesh and blood tissue in its body. It was more like a ball of solidified gas. Overall, it had considerable strength, roughly 9-10, and had a very high immunity to physical damage.

Bang!
Unable to endure the insults from the two men, Teacher Lan exploded and dissipated, with the gas containing a horrible stench.

Si Ning jumped a few steps away and said with a painful expression, "They gather qi and transform it into dreams. They should be dream slaves, a peculiar kind of follower of the dream-eating tapir. Without souls and true damage, it is extremely difficult to kill them. They are like spiritual bodies with wisdom from their previous lives."

Jiang He stepped back at the stench. Just a hint of the smell was enough to change his color. The smell was mainly composed of the rotting and pus of the corpse, supplemented by the fermentation of feces in the abdominal intestines, and mixed with the mysterious smell of extreme secretions from the sweat glands on the soles of the feet. Together, they formed a horrifying "broth" that was extremely penetrating.

(End of this chapter)