Atlas of Heaven and Man.

Chapter 288: Ghost Journey
After entering the carriage, Chen Chuan found a seat and sat down. There were not many people in the carriage at this time. The people around him looked at him a few times and then consciously moved away.

Although he was only wearing casual clothes today, he was able to walk outside openly carrying weapons, and the subtle sense of oppression he exuded made it clear that he was a fighter.

As the doors closed and the tram started, the news program began to play on the screen inside the car.

"Hello everyone, this is the Roach Show. Yesterday, another violent attack by a fighter occurred on Ceshu Street. This is the twelfth incident this month.

Yes, there are only twelve cases that can be verified, and this data has been compiled by the government departments, so it is absolutely correct!"

The screen showed a patrol convoy rushing towards a building. Vehicles on both sides could only hurriedly avoid it. One of the cars was unable to dodge and crashed into the street guardrail. Some people stuck their heads out and cursed.

"Look, our city patrol is once again on their way to the scene of the incident."

Behind him, scene after scene of vehicles speeding through the city appeared. Countless images overlapped each other, so densely packed that it was difficult to count them. Finally, they were suppressed by a hand with a snap.

The screen quickly switched to Roach's face with a rooster comb, but it looked surprisingly pleasing to the eye.

"You know what? I suddenly thought of the rats in the city sewers. They see a corpse as if it were a feast. They keep rushing there. When the corpse is gone, they will wait for the next one.

Of course, I'm not talking about our hardworking and dedicated patrol members. Remember what our respected Chief Bao said? "

His accent became low and restrained. "The area of ​​the central city is very large, and there are many places that need to be taken care of. Our patrol officers often have to rush to the next place immediately after handling one thing. Most patrol officers can only eat two meals a day at most..."

The voice said in a funny way, "Oh~ you only lost your safety, but we lost a meal..."

Chen Chuan looked at the screen. Fighter crimes were happening every day. Sometimes, there were more than twelve cases in a single day on fringe channels, but they could not be included in mainstream channels.

Of course, security is strong in several prosperous areas, so such incidents are indeed rare and people there don’t feel anything. But in those marginal areas and invisible corners, there are countless conflicts every day.

In fact, the city patrol team can only deal with some minor public security incidents. Whether it is gang conflicts, crimes committed by fighters, or patients with functional disorders, these are not things that the patrol team can solve. They are just pushed out as targets for the public to vent and blame.

As he was watching, the tram arrived at the next stop. After a while, he felt something strange because someone got on the bus and sat next to him.

There were many empty seats on the bus, and many people did not dare to approach him, but this man just sat over there. Not only that, after sitting down, this man was in a daze, muttering something in his mouth.

Wu Bei's somewhat nervous voice rang in his ears: "Brother Chen, this person's biological field is very chaotic, and he has a lot of implants. He may have contracted a mental illness..."

Chen Chuan glanced at the man. He was not sitting upright but had his back to him.

As if he noticed his gaze, he turned his head suddenly. His body didn't move, but his head turned directly to the back, and he could see that his bones had been remodeled, and his pupils were one big and one small, and they changed back and forth several times.

Chen Chuan watched calmly. Although the man's pupils kept shrinking and dilating, his eyes looked very empty and numb. The muscles on his cheeks and skin surface were constantly twitching, and the mumbling in his mouth never stopped. It seemed as if he could vaguely hear, "Give it to me, give it back to me..."

After a while, the man's whole body began to twitch, his cheeks suddenly became ferocious, and his mouth suddenly opened, as if he wanted to rush up and bite.

A hand gently pressed on his shoulder, and as a force penetrated into it, he immediately became unable to move. Only his mouth opened and closed, making a sound of bones rubbing against each other, and saliva flowed from the corners of his mouth.

In a carriage filled with all kinds of advertisements and news, this little movement was inconspicuous at all. Outside was the background that kept moving by, while the passengers inside were all staring at the interface in front of them.

No one seemed to see what was happening here.

Chen Chuanyong used Jieping to get on the tram platform and made some announcements. When the tram arrived at the next stop, the doors opened and the station patrolman and stationmaster hurried up.

They all had experience in handling the situation. The patrolman went up and skillfully put a restraint rope on the man, while the medical staff injected him with medicine, and he immediately turned limp.

The stationmaster could not help but curse: "These damn maggots always put second-hand implants on their bodies and dare to perform any surgery. They should rot in the mud of the shantytown." He then said to Chen Chuan gratefully: "Thank you for the news, sir."

Chen Chuan nodded slightly. He watched the man being taken away. After the tram resumed running, he asked Wu Bei, "Brother Wu, did that man show up just now?"

Wu Bei replied: "No, it has not appeared just now."

Chen Chuan thought about it, could it be a coincidence?

It seemed like it was really just an accident. Until the tram arrived at the station, he returned all the way to Xuan Gong Building and did not see any accidents.

However, in a corner of the building diagonally opposite, there was a person looking in this direction and watching him walk into the building. He watched for a while before leaving.

The next day, Chen Chuan went out early because it was the day for the Yaoguang irradiation that he had agreed with Haijing Field. I don't know if it was because of the increase in the evaluation score, the college not only allocated him the irradiation quota for last month, but also did not squeeze this month's quota into next month.

So this time he simply arranged the quotas from the Processing Bureau and those given to him by Cao Guiqi together, trying to extend the time at one time.

He remembered what happened yesterday, so he kept in touch with Wu Bei along the way.

There were no accidents on the way. The contact was lost only after entering the warning area of ​​the sea boundary field. Because this place cannot use the boundary certificate, of course it is impossible to track him by field technology.

As for whether someone would choose to ambush him here.

Although Haijing Field looked desolate, it was surrounded by security patrols and watchtowers on the road. Once something went wrong, there was no place to escape in the vast territory, so he judged that even if someone wanted to harm him, they would not choose to do it there.

Just as he had judged, after getting off the tram, the half-hour walk passed without any incident. This time he stayed in Haijing Field for a total of seven hours and only came out at seven in the afternoon.

It was completely dark, and there were no street lights around. There was only the flashing red light of a distant sentry tower. But occasionally a patrol car would pass by, and when they saw him, they would stop and ask questions from a distance.

Chen Chuan arrived at the station smoothly, waited for a while, and then got on the tram. There were still not many people at this time, and the carriage was very empty. Occasionally a few people got on and then got off.

After only two stops, they were out of the Haijing area. At this time, he originally planned to resume contact with Wu Bei, but for some reason, there was no response from the other side.

At this moment, he suddenly found that the lights in the car began to flicker, and the tram seemed to have entered a dark tunnel. The scenery outside became blurry and dim, with only the sound of the tram moving, and a faint shadow began to appear on the second me.

A weird story?
still is……

His eyes moved slightly, and he stretched out his hand to close the boundary, but the situation around him still existed. This did not seem to be the light and shadow effect created by the field.

But he felt that there was something inconsistent here, so he ignored the boundary and let the second me take on the invasion of the biological field.

In an instant, everything around disappeared.

Is there really something wrong with the boundary?

But the faint sense of invasion still seems to exist.

He thought about it and realized that this method was not like Wei Wusheng's style. It must be someone else who was targeting him. Moreover, the other party could not have prepared only these. There must be follow-up.

If this was an action aimed at him, then he would like to see what the other party's methods are.

After considering it, he did not continue to isolate the field invasion, but released it. In a moment, the surrounding scene returned to what he had just seen.

It was very abrupt. It seemed that after a flash, a man wearing a skull mask stood at the other end of the car. His empty eye sockets looked in his direction. Then he took a step and walked towards him step by step. His speed was getting faster and faster. The last few steps turned into running.

Chen Chuan could see that as the man approached, the virtuality of his second self was gradually deepening, so he did not let the other party come up, but raised the Xuejun Sword with a calm look and pushed forward. At the moment when the Xuejun Sword touched the man, the man wearing the skull mask disappeared.

Everything returned to its original state. The tram was still moving forward, and the scenery outside was reflected in the carriage along with the neon lights at night.

Did the other party withdraw on their own initiative?

Chen Chuan glanced at the second self, and the signs of blurring were still there.

In a dim house somewhere in the deepest part of the city, a hunched figure sat there. The walls were full of holes, and long vine-like branches stretched out from the outside and entwined around his body.

At the moment when Chen Chuan used his knife to push away the skull masked man, he suddenly opened his eyes, the whites of his eyes were full of bloodshot, he turned them twice, and uttered a hoarse voice: "Success."

He slowly stood up and came to a stone niche in front of him. There was a strange statue, like a standing civet cat, with its mouth and eyes bulging outwards, and its paws holding a stone plate, which looked extremely weird.

He reached out and picked up a small knife, slowly cutting open the chest. When the gap was big enough, he reached in and cut out some fragments of alienated tissue, scattered them on the stone plate in front of him, then took a few steps back and kowtowed heavily.

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(End of this chapter)