Global Fog Survival

【You realize that this is the skeleton of a girl about ten years old. It is severely weathered, indicating that it has been here for a long time.】

【At this moment, seeing the familiar white dress, you realize that this is the skeleton of the ‘evil spirit’ you encountered yesterday.】

【It seems to have fallen from the upper part of the church. Your candlelight couldn’t reach the ceiling then, which is why you couldn’t find her skeleton. She had hidden herself…】

【However, with her death, the skeleton fell from above.】

Seeing this prompt, Colin let out a sigh of relief. He suddenly remembered the last skill of the little girl.

A terrifying skill that could make all the ‘Wailers’ stand up again.

To avoid any unexpected incidents, Colin turned his head and said, “Number One, have the other teams come in and gather all the bones on the ground… then cremate and bury them outside the church, and set up a tombstone.”

“Yes, sir!”

“By the way, cremate her body separately… Um, make it more solemn, pour 100 ml of ‘ordinary tainted blood’, no, pour 100 ml of ‘rare tainted blood’, make sure it’s burned clean, then put the ashes in a wooden box, not a single grain should be lost, and nail it shut and give it to me, understand?”

He vaguely remembered that the ‘All-knowing’ hint had once appeared uncertain about whether the ‘evil spirit’ girl was truly an ‘evil spirit.’

Though he didn’t know the reason, he decided to burn the remains just to be safe.

Ten minutes later, in the blazing fire ignited by the foul tainted blood, the bones of over a hundred ‘Wailers’ turned to powder and were buried in the ground outside the church.

The girl’s bones were burned separately with rare blood. The dazzling firelight made the night as bright as day, and the ash cloud dispersed thirty meters away.

After a long while, the nailed-down ash box was placed into Colin’s ‘inventory,’ an alternative space, and personally ‘sealed.’

After all this, Colin finally breathed a sigh of relief—his shoulder pain was gone.

Then he led everyone to the front of the twisted statue to inspect the one-square-meter underground passage entrance.

This time, under the bright light of the lantern, the details inside were clearly revealed.

Two meters below the nearly vertical drop was a rough stone staircase that sloped downward, widening to about five meters compared to the entrance.

It extended towards the back of the church, deep and dark, seemingly leading straight to the underground.

At the same time, Colin, whose strength had greatly improved, decisively activated the hint again.

【You discover that this entrance does not lead to a typical basement but to an area with many dangerous overlapping regions, unaffected by the gray fog.】

【Judging by the direction it extends, you think it leads to Crow Mountain, where there are undoubtedly treasures unknown to people.】

【That treasure might be the reason the priest could become the Thirteenth Saint…】

【After a brief assessment, you believe that, with your current strength, you are capable of exploring it.】

“The hint has changed, it’s no longer a dead end.”

Colin felt slightly relieved and was about to withdraw his gaze and send someone down to investigate. But then… a new hint appeared.

【Some faint, overflowing aura makes you realize that every member of the exploration team should have a base attribute no lower than two, otherwise, they will be affected by unknown mental influences.】

“A base attribute no lower than two?”

Colin was stunned. He himself should be fine, and so should Sanna, but this meant the servant soldiers entering must be level three?

This implied that his original plan of using a large number of people to advance steadily, setting up base camps one step at a time, directly to the ruins of High Court, had to be abandoned.

To explore this area, he would have to form an elite team.

After all…

With the requirement of a base attribute greater than two, Colin didn’t have enough money to upgrade everyone involved, nor did he have time to train them slowly.

Letting the servants level up by themselves was basically impossible.

“A level three servant soldier costs about 180 points. I have around 3000 Mist Points now, but…”

Colin’s eye twitched at the thought, feeling a pang of pain as he realized that his hard-earned money would be mostly gone.

But the problem now is the opposite of yesterday. Yesterday, entering meant certain death; today, not entering meant certain death.

Whether he liked it or not, this exploration had to be undertaken, and he had to personally lead the team…

And the number of people would probably be less than twenty.

“Huh, no wonder it said entering yesterday meant death. We didn’t even meet the minimum qualifications then…”

Colin took a deep breath, having made up his mind.

With about an hour left before dark, he planned to conduct a preliminary exploration here first, then head to the mine.

With the mobility of the armored vehicle, he could scout these places.

Gathering information and making arrangements, the exploration would begin as soon as tomorrow arrived.

“Although the hint said this area is unaffected by the gray fog and actions can be taken at night, it’s been a busy day. Time is tight, but the more critical it is, the more we need to stay steady and not act rashly…”

Colin dismissed the thought of starting the action today.

“Number One, find three reliable people to go down and take a look.”

Colin instructed Number One, who stood nearby.

Number One quickly selected three level-one servant soldiers who stood directly in front of Colin.

These three looked familiar. Colin remembered them from when they blocked the car…

Well, their posture is good; it seems like they’ve been well-trained by Number One… Colin made a mental note.

Then, to Number One’s shock, his three ‘little brothers’ were promoted to level three…

Next, to Colin’s dismay, the level three servant soldiers’ physiques changed, muscles slightly bulging, growing to 1.7 meters tall, looking more robust…

“Praise the Lord!”

Finally, amid the envious gazes of the other servant soldiers, the three excitedly shouted, their loud voices clearly a result of Number One’s training.

“Good,”

Colin nodded, handing over the lantern.

“You just need to check what’s down there. If you sense any danger, retreat immediately, understood?”

“Yes, Lord!”

One of them took the lantern and jumped into the hole with the other two.

With physical strength twice that of ordinary people, the fall height had almost no impact.

“Take care of the Lord’s lantern, you little brats!”

Number One barked orders.

“Yes, Captain!”

The three quickly disappeared into the tunnel. As the light dimmed, the passage returned to silence.

After about ten minutes, sounds finally emerged from the tunnel.