Chapter 471: Still There
After Wu Siyu woke up, the first thing she asked was, “Where’s Gu Jun?” The poor girl had no idea she had lost her baby. No one answered her question, instead they waited for her to answer their questions. After she was clued into the devastating news, she was silent and then concluded, “I knew it’s not that easy to be an unmarried mother.” Like usual no one really understood what was going through her mind. She demanded for a feast and did not look that sad. But when she saw Lucky, she commented, “We were thinking about calling the child Gu Lucky…” and that was all she ever said on this subject.
Wu Siyu was always optimistic and determined, or perhaps, she was that unaffected with life. She brought back a lot of information. Compared to Mysterium, Phecda was able to witness more angles of this incident, thus giving them more leverage on the bargaining table. Each piece of the information was worth more than gold.
Wu Siyu still had to go through the isolated interrogation, to find out whether she was the real Wu Siyu and whether she had mental problems. “I’ve always had mental problems.” The girl answered. The interrogation process was long and complicated but in a way, she was lucky to be able to survive to be interrogated.
In this tragedy, many people passed away, they morphed into a pool of blood or had their final slumber. Si Kouxian was one of the latter. The neurosurgeon from the Spell Department had been fighting at the frontline. This time, due to brain haemorrhage, he was not able to be saved. Cai Zixuan did wake up. Perhaps because he was still young, his body recovered faster. After 2 hours of ECMO, he recovered the next day. He was still weak but he was thankful that he was still alive. He sighed on behalf of those who did not. Wang Ruoxiang did not even lose her consciousness but it was as if life had been drained away from her. She became drawn, silent like a walking dead. Phecda could not tell her actual corruption value, they just knew it was very serious. When her hands pressed on the cleansing stone, she would groan in extreme pain.
Mysterium said that they could provide a treatment method to cleanse the corruption, and both parties were negotiating the exchange of technology. Both parties cared about their surviving members like Wang Ruoxiang and the rest and both worlds needed them to recover. They needed these experienced soldiers to return to their optimum form before the next tragedy.
For the One, members of Phecda suffered the least. Lou Xiaoning, Deng Ximei, Peacock, Uncle Dan survived. However, Ma Feng whom Gu Jun managed to save at the House of Worms died. Members from FBM and the Russian Safety Bureau sacrificed a lot. This time, not counting the civilians and patients, the world had lost 31427 elite agents. If adding the civilians and patients, the death toll surpassed 10000 and the injured was around 50000. The number of missing people was still in calculation. Most of the deaths came from the attack of the locust swarm, followed by the assault of the flying polypus hydroids and finally the Locust Sickness. However at the Mysterium World, their largest death toll came from the patients of Locust Sickness. Around 100000 patients died from it. Combining the two worlds, about 250000 died in this tragedy.
Based on early estimation, the list of missing people was about as large as well. Two particular names were also on that list: Gu Jun, Yu Chi. These two elites among the elites were still unfound. Their last known location was the Australian desert. Wu Siyu also couldn’t tell what happened to them. At the time, she was swallowed by white light. She had given her mental power to Gu Jun. She believed she heard Nyarlathotep claim that Gu Jun would not find his way home. It warned him to be careful, it warned her to be careful because it was Nyarlathotep, the Crawling Chaos.
“I suspect it told all 4 of us the same things.” Wu Siyu commented, “But only have the names changed.” Similarly she had no idea what happened to Keziah Mason, the witch of unknown loyalty.
10 days after the apocalypse, humanity still survived. The various countries came to the consensus and decided to announce part of the events to the world, instantly it caused the internet to go crazy. The public did not know about the multiworlds or the Yith, Locust God and Nyarlathotep but they did know that in less than a year after the legionella pneumonia’s tragedy, the world had been rocked again. To prevent public panic, the information was carefully guarded. Even low access members in Phecda did not know that much. Only those commanders, clinical workers, frontline fighters understood how dire the situation was.
However, the tragedy appeared not to be global. The danger was contained to Mo Bei before it had a chance to spread. However, those in the know realized how close humanity was to the brink of extinction. Furthermore, this time there were many aftermaths to deal with. One of them was the Zoog, Lucky. When he was placed at the frontline, he practically vomited out the luxury that he had experienced so far on Earth. He wished that he had never been to this planet. The poor thing lost about 10 jins overnight.
Therefore, representing the Zoogs, Lucky had made the decision to bow out from this alliance! Zoogs already had the Ulthar Cats to deal with, they did not need to attract the attention of other dark forces. However, he was forced to stay. He patted himself unsatisfactorily, “Let me go, how can you treat your supposed friend like this?”
It was Wu Siyu who calmed him down. She told him, “Have you considered the possibility that Nyarlathotep would turn towards the Zoogs because it failed to destroy us humans?”
“What, how, why.” Lucky shivered from the thought. “Then that is all the more reason for me to distance myself from you, I merely had a few of your chicken legs…”
“You mean several thousands of them,” Wu Siyu patted her leg heavily to remind him. “Whether you like it or not, the Zoogs and humanity are now in the same boat. If you insist on jumping the ship, we won’t hesitate to let you drown.”
Lucky took in all that but he still felt uncertain.
In any case, peace returned to Mo Bei. Despite the destruction the land had been through, it was no longer a wasteland, not a land of the dead. And the people of Mo Bei returned to rebuild their home.