Chapter 1154: Chapter 791 Wanderer_2 Chapter 1154: Chapter 791 Wanderer_2 Although Panan was full of doubts about this oddly shrouded, slender figure after eting them, she decided to trust Regina just this once.
From Panan, D had also heard more detailed information.
Wanderers, whenever they arrived at a place, would scour abandoned buildings or towns for useful items. The Adakado family was no exception. One of their search teams went to a nearby deserted town to search and had planned to return before the storm hit, but they hadn’t made it back in ti.
Of course, when the storm started, the family camp was still in touch with the search team, knowing they had found quite a few valuable items and were currently sheltering from the storm in a building. After the storm ended, the search team was supposed to return to the camp.
But that was the last they heard.
After the storm passed, the family camp never received any communication from that team; calls went unanswered, so the Clan Leader personally led people to search for them.
What they found were ghastly corpses.
“Our people were chopped into pieces; all the goods they collected were completely destroyed. Sol certainly couldn’t let this go. Luckily, the culprit left so traces, so he continued to lead people to search, trying to find the killer. A second storm was fast approaching, but Sol ignored the warnings, insisted on continuing the investigation, and as a result, they too were attacked.”
“Do you know what the killer looked like?”
“No, we only know it was one person, very fast, and used a Mantis Knife. Our people didn’t even get a clear look at him; they were slaughtered by that bastard hiding in the storm. Even Sol was seriously injured, but luckily he wasn’t foolish then and managed to evacuate the others.”
Panan sighed, then pressed down on the brake.
“This is the place.”
As she spoke, Panan opened the car door and stepped out, while D and Lucy also exited the car, looking around. This place seed to be a remote farm—of course, now all that was left was a barely livable makeshift house, with bloodstains and remnants of firearms visible around. Lucy stepped forward, picked up a piece of weapon debris nearly buried in the sand.
“Are these your weapons?”
“Right.”
Panan nodded.
“What do you plan to do now? I don’t have any clues.”
“Lucy?”
“Let look.”
Hearing D’s question, Lucy looked around quickly, then shook her head.
“No other electronic devices nearby, and the generator has also stopped working… nothing useful, no remaining traces.”
“Then we’ll just wait here.”
As he spoke, D looked up, gazing at the endless Gobi Desert before him. On the other side of the horizon, the sweeping yellow sand appeared like raging waves under the dark clouds, moving toward them.
“Regina ntioned that the Ghost of the badlands always accompanies a sandstorm, so let’s see if this fellow really has such capabilities. But before that…”
As he spoke, D looked toward Lucy.
“It’s about ti for afternoon tea.”
“… Afternoon tea…?”
Hearing D’s words, Panan looked puzzled, but Lucy’s eyes lit up.
“I got it! D!”
The sandstorm arrived much faster than anticipated, and soon the overwhelming yellow sand darkened the entire sky, with the howling wind carrying stones and grit hitting the walls and windows with a rattling noise. Fortunately, the cottage, though long abandoned, seed intact enough to withstand the sandstorm.
Panan was no stranger to this; Wanderers often encountered sandstorms during their travels and always sought refuge in remote, abandoned places.
But the current situation baffled Panan.
D took out a briefcase and set it on the table, then opened it—however, inside the briefcase were not weapons or equipnt, but a set of teaware and desserts!
“…???”
Seeing this, Panan was utterly baffled. However, compared to Panan, Lucy seed quite accustod to such situations. As D took out the tea set, she had already expertly poured the boiling water into the teapot, and a gentle fragrance filled the air, while both held steaming cups of tea and took a slice of cake, slowly sinking onto the couch.
“Whew…”
“Wait, what exactly are you here for?”
Watching the scene unfold, Panan couldn’t hold back anymore.
We’re here to chase the Cybernetic Madman, not camping!
“What does it matter, Miss Panan? Since our target hasn’t arrived yet, we should enjoy the mont.”
Lucy now sat on the couch, eyes closed, looking utterly content. Initially, she also felt this was inappropriate, but… well, who could resist D’s delicious desserts?
D’s desserts were made from native, organic ingredients, a far cry from ordinary industrial products. Lucy, being a girl, wouldn’t miss out on delicious desserts. Not to ntion D’s tea was also quite good…
“I still think alcohol would be better.”
As the two relaxed, Panan frowned and took a sip of tea, then muttered.
“This thing is bitter, I don’t see what’s good about it.”
“Drinking alcohol is bad for your health.”
While sipping tea and tasting the biscuits, D calmly spoke.
“Tasting fine food, adjusting the body and mind, can also relax the spirit and serve as bait.”
“…Bait?”
“Exactly, look, isn’t it hooked now?”
“Eh?”
Hearing D’s words, Panan was taken aback, and at the sa ti, she thought she heard a noise.
“Tap tap tap… tap tap tap…”
At first, it sounded like sand hitting the glass and walls—Panan usually wouldn’t have cared, but after D’s remark, she sohow felt there was sothing off about the noise. She instinctively turned her head to look out the window. Outside, it was still dark, sand swirling in the air, shrouding everything in dimness.
However, at that mont, suddenly, a dark shadow appeared right in front
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