215 Immortals (2/2)

If Jun were to see this scene, he would be shocked to see that the man he just shot in the head was lively walking around.

The group gathered up and the man with piercings noticed that a few people were missing. He walked around randomly and found the pile of items on the ground next to a car.

He stared doubtfully at the ground for a long time until he noticed a knife with initials carved in its handle.

”Isn't that your brother's knife? Where is he? Why did he leave his items here?”

Without any warnings, the man with the piercings suddenly used the knife to stab that person in the head. ”Don't pull it off. Let him rest for a bit.”

The people around him nodded their heads and respectfully heeded his advice. One of them stepped forward and asked, ”Brother Matias, I know what I would be saying is absurd and could be even considered against the doctrine, but aren't we supposed to be immortals? As long as we have enough energy, we would revive. That's why everyone willingly joined Sir Lloyd and the madam.”

Matias raised his hand to stop the man from talking. He looked down at the man he stabbed and pulled out the knife lodged on his head.

The group of strange people encircled the dead man. If it were before the apocalypse, this could be misunderstood as vile people doing a ritual on a dead body even if there was not enough proof to be seen.

Everyone stood idly and waited in expectation as they watched the stab wound slowly regenerate. The group nodded in understanding once they saw the wound fully heal. They also understood that the slow recovery was due to the low amount of energy the man had.

Upon seeing the man open his eyes and stare at them, the group's atmosphere became lax.

Matias looked around and stated, ”We are still immortals. I have some guesses on what happened to others and I would discuss it with the madam. Go back to your patrols and bring back more bodies. To bountiful hunting!”

”To bountiful hunting!”

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”What do you think? Is it better to shoot them ahead of time or do we have to wait until they're ready?”

Jun chatted idly with the soldiers to pass time. He felt so excited upon thinking that he could finally meet Marianne. that he couldn't stop himself from talking away.

The soldiers answered perfunctorily so that Jun would stop talking to them. To their dismay, Jun wasn't going to stop any time soon unless they arrive at their destination.

”Then how do you judge when to shoot people? Only when they held weapons or threaten you? Those kind of thinking were from the old world. If you meet someone with a strange skill, you guys would die even before you realize what happened. Oh, by the way, do you guys know where are we going?”

”We're heading to the New Public Market, what do they call it there? Tiangge? Yeah, that place. It was the nearest point of interest that has access to both highways for easier caravan movement.”

”Ohh, is the place looted? The place offers good clothes and I don't mind taking a bunch of them.” Jun said.

”The government took it. It's being distributed to the survivors at Antipolo.”

”You keep saying that every time I ask you something that I'm interested in,” replied Jun.

”Well, its the only answer I can give you.”

As Jun was about to reply, the truck suddenly screeched and slowed down.

Jun managed to grab something and prevented himself from flying forward.

”Hey, what are you doing!?” Jun shouted as he stabilized his seating posture. He did not get the answer he wanted.

Instead, Carl's anxious voice traveled to his ears. ”They're gone.”