Chapter 71: One of Our Own
Chapter 71: One of Our Own
In a world where transcendent visions exist, where the land is blocked by an endless ocean, and where guardians and anomalies in city-states engage in endless battles, how do ordinary people survive?
Duncan still lacked knowledge of the city-state, but at least where he’d seen it, the ordinary people of the world still lived with order and stability-
They worked, they studied, they rested, they ran stores and intercommunicated, they would go out on their days off and go to theaters and restaurants, to parks and harbors, they visited museums and gossiped with their neighbors after dinner – they lived a less than exciting, but usually peaceful life.
The steam-engine-driven bus-car went on and on, sometimes stopping at the platform, sometimes at the curb, with passengers coming on and going off at any time; the silent Mr. Driver would occasionally have a word or two with the conductor, but most of the time he was absorbed in his driving, and the young conductor looked up at the roof of the car from time to time-she seemed to be to be still hung up on the pigeon.
Duncan sat in his seat and observed everything around him with curiosity, watching these lives that belonged to ordinary people.
It seemed that, apart from the need to understand the anomalies and visions of the world, and to follow this knowledge as a kind of “safety code”, the lives of these ordinary people were not much different from what he had seen on Earth.
Near the crossroads, the bus stopped once again, this time at the platform, where many passengers were boarding.
Duncan looked curiously at the view from the platform, at the chimneys that stood in the distance and the steam pipes that crisscrossed the sky above the buildings, but suddenly he had a vague feeling of an unusual heat rising up near his chest.
That heat came from the sun badge that had been tucked away close to him!
Duncan, who was enjoying the scenery, was stunned for a moment and subconsciously touched the spot where he had hidden the badge, and in the next second, he felt that the badge was not only glowing, but also trembling slightly.
He didn’t know what was happening, but it was clear that the badge was resonating with something nearby – through the connection he had already established with the badge, he rustily sensed the source of this resonance, and in the next instant his eyes locked on a figure outside the window of the car that was moving through the crowd at a brisk pace.
The figure was wearing a black jacket, and looked like an ordinary passerby, but the “pointing sensation” from the sun badge was pointing to that figure with certainty!
Duncan immediately stood up from his seat and quickly walked towards the door of the car, and in a flash of his mind, the pigeon, Aey, received the instruction and flew down from the roof of the car with fluttering wings and landed on his shoulder.
The conductor standing near the door of the car watched the scene in amazement, and only after Duncan got out of the car did he mutter up in a whisper, “How did this pigeon train ……”
But immediately after this little episode of everyday life receded from the conductor lady’s attention, she turned her head to look at the few passengers who had just gotten on the bus, “Come over here and buy a ticket …… The child has to buy a ticket as well, how does it look like it’s over a meter one… …four years old? How can this look can’t be four years old, over the line is a full ticket!”
At this moment Duncan, however, had already walked into the crowd, and he quickly walked through the station and intersection where the passers-by were dense, tracking the figure in the black jacket.
The man in black walked quickly, and the dense afternoon roadside foot traffic made it easy to avoid visual search, in fact after only a few minutes the figure was out of Duncan’s field of vision.
However, the resonance of the Sun Badge was still there, and the “pointing sense” from the depths of the Badge was always pointing Duncan in the right direction.
Duncan continued to follow the guidance of the sun badge, while thinking fast.
Undoubtedly, that man in black is very suspicious, this badge must have sensed something and suddenly reacted …… Perhaps, it is sensing the homologous power from the “real Sun God”.
From the goat head, he already knew that this badge has the function of recognizing fellow countrymen and guiding the “blessing of the sun”, but under normal circumstances, only the followers of the Sun God can use these functions or sense the guiding effect of the badge.
Duncan had used his spiritual fire to usurp the control of the badge, but at the time he thought that his flame had also destroyed most of the badge’s ability, but now it seems that …… the badge’s ability to recognize is still there!
Only this recognition ability is now for his own use ……
Under the guidance of the badge, he gradually left the main road densely populated by pedestrians, and after three or two detours, he gradually walked into a small road where the pedestrians were cold.
Once again he saw the suspicious figure – which was walking quickly through the intersection ahead, seemingly completely unaware of the additional tracker behind him.
Vaguely, Duncan felt the crest on his chest become a little more searing than before, the resonance from it growing clearer and stronger. Duncan quietly activated his Spirit Flame to read the information coming from the sun insignia, and a large number of clearly directed “perceptions” immediately came into his mind.
The sensation was subtle – even though the sun insignia did not have the property of thinking, Duncan could feel the insignia excitedly conveying a message to him, telling him, as a non-believer in the sun god, where the other believers were.
He even wanted to remind the badge to be a little more reserved – at least it was a holy relic of the Sun God not so long ago, and it wouldn’t be too exciting to be a bandwagoner at this point in time as a hand-warmer.
And at the same time, he was more and more certain that he was approaching a secret meeting place where many Sun God believers gathered.
As he expected, there were more “Sun Heretics” gathering in the dark corners of this city-state, and the group that was killed in the sewers before was just a part of these cockroach-like cultists.
He didn’t know what these cultists were up to, but he knew that they must know more about ancient history, solar beliefs, and the Age of Order than Nina’s teachers.
To understand the deeper secrets of this world, one had to contact the forces of the transcendent realm, and the church and city-state authorities were difficult to approach through normal means, but the cultists were much simpler – just mingle with them.
Or mingle with them as well.
Duncan was thinking this when he suddenly stopped.
He had come to the end of a path, and the sneaky man in black had just burrowed into a nearby intersection, and the signal from the sun badge was clear and strong enough that no passersby could be seen in the area.
Through the sun badge, he sensed that there were more “fellow signals” approaching his position.
Duncan silently pulled up the lapel of his jacket, covering half of his face in the collar – and almost immediately he heard footsteps in the shadows of a nearby building.
One figure after another appeared.
It was a dozen or so people, dressed no differently than normal citizens – after all, no cultist would walk around in a robe in the middle of the day in an urban area, just as no normal assassin should wear a thievingly conspicuous white hooded smock to go out on the streets of the downtown area for a whole job.
Only the constant heat and well-directed signals from the sun insignia convinced him that one or the other of these guys popping up from around the area were followers of the real Sun God.
Duncan lifted his head to the intersection at the end and saw that the man in black he had tracked down earlier was among them, the other man looking at him warily, while beside him, a tall, thin young man whispered something to his companion before looking up and over.
“This is private territory, what are you doing sneaking around and following me in?” The tall and thin man spoke, he seemed to be trying to create a feeling of “these are all ordinary citizens, you’re the one who’s sneaking around”, because he was not sure of Duncan’s tracker’s details, so he neither made a sudden move, nor did he let down his guard.
Duncan muttered in his heart that he, as an amateur, was really not suitable for such professional work as tracking, and at the same time, he was also very curious about what these cultists were going to do with him as a tracker if he acted foolishly – were they going to pretend to be a group of dedicated black forces to scare him away, or were they going to work diligently to develop the cause of the cult, and tie himself up to give them the sun, and then they would be able to take him away. kidnap themselves and add a meaty meal to their sun god?
“Didn’t you hear me?” That tall and thin man frowned, impatiently said, at the same time his words fell, the surrounding figures also immovably took half a step forward, vaguely forming an encirclement, “I’m asking you to talk ……”
Duncan shrugged his shoulders and casually touched the sun amulet from his bosom, his tone sincere, “One of our own.”
First mingle, perhaps set of words more.
If they don’t believe it, then mingle.
(End of chapter)