Then let the witch offer her loyalty

Whether there are ambushes ahead or pursuers behind, Alexander and Wolf Moon will be the first to bear the brunt, while the bus and jeep in the middle will have more time to react.

The scene along the way clearly showed that the city had completely fallen. Everywhere you looked, there were people fleeing in panic, as well as ruthless killers chasing after them with maniacal laughter. All sorts of chilling images kept coming into view.

On the street corner, a young man was tackled by a thug. He struggled desperately, making hoarse screams, but his voice was quickly drowned out by the sound of bones breaking.

Relying on the immense power granted by his mutated body, the Dead Apostle ripped the man's neck off, flesh and bone intact, spraying hot blood onto his face, which was covered in black marks, making his smile ferocious and insane.

Not far away, a mother was frantically fleeing with her young child in her arms when a thug grabbed her hair from behind and pulled her to the ground. The child rolled out of her arms and cried loudly.

The mother cried out and tried to hug her child, but the bastard stepped on her hand.

The Dead Apostle grabbed the child right in front of the mother, held him up to her face, and tore at the tiny body while mocking her.

Faced with the attacks of the Dead Apostles, some people fought back desperately, but the power of ordinary humans was simply too insignificant.

On the roof of a car, a middle-aged man faces the approaching thugs and fiercely strikes one of them on the jaw with a baseball bat.

The latter relied on brute force to withstand the blow, then burst into laughter and pounced forward, repeatedly slamming the middle-aged man's head against the car roof until it shattered completely.

Countless people scattered and ran, their footsteps splashing crimson water in pools of blood, while gunshots and explosions rose and fell, as if providing accompaniment to the massacre.

The city was in complete chaos, but thanks to this chaos, Chen Moxin directed the convoy to avoid the areas of intense conflict, leaving the main city via remote roads and heading towards the suburbs.

However, the team encountered obstacles next.

On a major road leading out of the city, a long line of vehicles was jammed together, horns blared incessantly, and people leaned out of their car windows shouting curses or anxiously craning their necks to see what was happening ahead.

In a moment of panic, some drivers slammed on the gas pedal, trying to squeeze into the gap ahead, but immediately scraped against the side of the car next to them, making a screeching metallic scraping sound.

Some people, seeing that the road was completely blocked, simply abandoned their cars and squeezed forward with their families through the gaps between people and vehicles.

The young children were held tightly in the arms of the adults, their heads down, not daring to look around, while the elderly were supported by their families, their steps unsteady, their eyes filled with confusion and helplessness.

Upon seeing this, Chen Moxin raised her hand and gently pressed on her tactical wristband to turn on the communicator, her tone calm and cold.

"Loyal to the country, clear the way."

A few seconds after the command was given, a low humming sound suddenly came from the road ahead.

It wasn't the roar of any vehicle's engine, nor was it an explosion; rather, it was some kind of enormous energy surging and accumulating in the air.

Immediately afterwards, the surrounding air began to distort and ripple visibly, and with a metallic hum that made your teeth ache, the anomaly occurred.

Cars were suddenly thrown to the side of the road by the force, their bodies colliding with the ground and guardrails. The metal plates were deformed by the pressure, and the glass shattered into countless tiny fragments that glittered coldly on the asphalt.

The magnetic field surge brought by the psychic energy spread from Alexandria as its center, and all the vehicles in its path were like broken ships pushed by the waves, either tumbling or overturning directly, all paralyzed on the roadside.

Terrified screams rang out from the crowd. Some people were so frightened by the sudden force that they sat frozen in the driver's seat, gripping the steering wheel tightly with both hands. Others tried to push open the door to escape, but the moment they stepped out, they were thrown out along with the car and crashed heavily onto the road.

In less than a few dozen seconds, the previously congested road was cleared into a wide passage, with the middle completely unobstructed and the sides lined with a dense array of wrecked vehicles of various shapes, some of which were even leaking oil and on fire, filling the air with a pungent smell.

Zhou Si stared blankly at the scene until the roar in her ears gradually subsided, then she suddenly came to her senses and looked at Chen Moxin in horror: "Was this done by your people? What was he doing?!"

Chen Moxin turned her face away, her gaze calm as if nothing had happened, and shrugged: "Of course we're clearing the road. It's so congested, are you planning to wait in line and slowly get out?"

“But you…” Zhou Si’s breathing quickened as she pointed at the vehicles damaged by the psionic magnetic field, “Your people have ruined the cars like this, what are the owners supposed to do?”

Chen Moxin gave a short laugh: "Then teach me, great scientist, what do you want me to do?"

"The airspace is now blocked; any aircraft that takes off will be hit by missiles. The ground is completely jammed; we could be stuck in traffic for three days and three nights without being able to get out. What do you plan to do?"

"Are you just going to wait here for those thugs to catch up, and then I'll take your whole family out of the car and have a passionate fight with them?"

Zhou Si opened her mouth as if to say something, but it was as if something was choking her, and she couldn't make a sound for a long time.

In the end, he simply clenched his fists and silently withdrew his gaze.

Chen Moxin seemed to have anticipated this silence, and said calmly, "Anyway, my mission is to escort you to East Continent Starport No. 2."

"Anything that gets in our way, whether it's a Dead Apostle or a civilian, I will immediately and indiscriminately eliminate."

"You can curse me however you want, but you'd better get used to it quickly afterward, so you don't cause trouble for me at a critical moment."

"If you really can't stand what I'm doing, just ask yourself this question—is your family more important, or those unimportant people?"

The air seemed to freeze for a moment; no one spoke in the carriage, only the faint hum of the engine could be heard.

Zhou Si lowered her gaze, gritted her teeth, her knuckles turning white from clenching her fists so tightly, but she couldn't utter a single word of rebuttal.

The silence spread through the carriage. Not only Zhou Si, but everyone else remained silent, staring blankly out the window at the devastated scene.

The overturned vehicles, the desperate figures, and the thick smoke and dust all seemed to silently reflect a fact—the price of survival is never clean.

Seeing that no one spoke, Chen Moxin raised an eyebrow: "Very good, it seems we have reached a consensus, so let's leave this topic here."

After leaving the city, the convoy drove onto a wide suburban road.

Unlike the chaos and congestion in the city, the roads here are smooth and unobstructed, and the distant horizon gleams faintly in the bright sun. There are hardly any other convoys in sight.

Apart from the deep rumble of the engine, there were almost no other noises inside the car. Occasionally, a gust of wind would blow in through the cracks in the windows, carrying the dusty smell unique to the suburbs.

Chen Moxin sat in the front row, leaning back slightly, her elbows casually resting on the armrest, observing the scenery outside the window.

Suddenly, he turned his head, his gaze passing over the aisle of the carriage and landing on Zhou Si in the back row.

Zhou Si was holding his daughter, Zhou Xiaoxiao, the little girl nestled peacefully in her father's arms, her head resting on his shoulder.

Zhou Si lowered her head slightly and spoke in a low voice, whispering to her daughter.

Zhou Si assumed that Chen Moxin couldn't hear her from so far away.

In fact, with the enhanced senses brought about by Chen Moxin's heterogeneous spiritual energy, he could hear everything clearly.

Zhou Si was quietly educating her daughter that all people are born equal and no one is born to be abandoned. In any case, she was openly and subtly criticizing Chen Moxin's behavior just now.

To be honest, it's quite hypocritical.

If everyone were truly equal, why did your family flee to Starport? Why did you need the special protection of the guards?

They talk about morality and universal good, but when it comes down to it, they don't hesitate to stand on the side of privilege.

Chen Moxin felt that Zhou Si was obviously the kind of person who enjoyed privileges and also accepted them; otherwise, she wouldn't have kept quiet after being scolded by Chen Moxin.

In Zhou Si's mind, he must have valued himself and his family more than others.

He must know in his heart how hypocritical his so-called "equality for all" rhetoric is.

To say that an academician of the Academy of Sciences who can make significant contributions to civilization and an ordinary citizen who just loafs around all day are equal is something no one would believe.

If Zhou Si truly believed in equality for all, he should have gotten off the bus with his family and let those who were forced to give way get on, instead of running away in silence.

Of course, Chen Moxin could understand why Zhou Si was saying these hypocritical things to his daughter.

Accepting it secretly while refuting it openly suggests that Zhou Si was unwilling to expose her young child to the harsh realities of society too early.

He didn't want his daughter to know that sometimes you have to trample on others for your own survival.

So even though he knew these words seemed hypocritical and powerless in the face of reality, he still had to bite the bullet and say them, as if only in this way could his daughter's world retain a little more purity.

Chen Moxin didn't care about this. It was none of her business how other people raised their children; how Zhou Si educated her children was her own business.

As long as Zhou Si doesn't do anything that affects the mission or causes trouble for others, he can do whatever he wants.

Chen Moxin looked out the window. The highway stretched straight into the distance, with fallen leaves and dust occasionally brushing past on the road surface, which were lifted up by the speed of the car and swirled and tumbled in the air.

On both sides of the road stretched endless wasteland, the yellowish-brown soil cracked and lifeless under the scorching sun.

Looking at this desolate scene, Chen Moxin pondered his next plan.

He planned to find an opportunity to have a talk with Zhou Si.

Besides its overt function, cube resonance also plays a crucial, albeit hidden, role.

That is, to obtain intelligence.

Aside from being fake in essence, everything else in the Resonance World is real, with a complete history, culture, social structure, and so on.

In the real world, people's understanding of psychic powers and delusions is almost nonexistent; no one knows their origins or patterns.

However, in the resonant world, the human community likely has a more systematic and in-depth understanding of these phenomena.

If this intelligence could be brought back to the real world, its significance would be no less than the material reward brought by cube resonance.

As the chief academician of the Human Union Academy of Sciences, Zhou Si is clearly a very good source of intelligence.

Thinking of this, Chen Moxin bent down and took out a few bottles of mineral water and a few packs of vacuum-packed biscuits from the supply box under the seat.

He went to the back of the car and handed water and food to Zhou Si and the others. His tone was neither overly enthusiastic nor cold: "Have something to eat, be careful not to spill it."

Then, he took a lollipop out of his pocket, handed it to Zhou Xiaoxiao, and said in a friendly and gentle voice, "Little girl, would you like some candy?"

Zhou Xiaoxiao's eyes were still wrapped in thick bandages after she had just finished using her phone, so she couldn't see anything. She reached out her hand and groped in the air with a little timidity, and soon touched the candy and pinched it in her hand.

"Thank you, brother." Her voice was soft and sweet, carrying the unique innocence of a child.

After handing over the candy, Chen Moxin slightly raised her eyes to look at Zhou Si. Her gaze, though not sharp, carried a clear signal—we need to talk.

Then, he slightly turned his head and gestured towards the carriage ahead.

Zhou Si frowned slightly, but quickly relaxed her brow.

He didn't like the person in front of him named Chen Moxin, and even had a natural wariness towards him.

However, the current situation is special, and the safety of oneself and one's family largely depends on each other.

Since the other party wanted to talk, he naturally had no choice but to agree.

"Honey, hold Xiaoxiao, I need to talk to this young man about something."

"it is good."

Zhou Si handed his daughter to his wife, got up and followed Chen Moxin. The two of them walked through the middle carriage and arrived at the front row.

Zhou Yan, who was driving, glanced at the two of them, then continued to focus intently on the road ahead.

The two sat down side by side, and Zhou Si spoke first: "What is it?"

Chen Moxin looked at Zhou Si and slowly asked, "How much do you know about this disaster?"

Chapter 229 The Beginning of the Disaster

The question seemed to freeze the air, creating a tense atmosphere.

Zhou Si narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he was assessing the true intention behind the question.

The light and shadow in front of the driver's cab cast a shadow on his face, making his eyes appear unfathomable.

Chen Moxin didn't urge him, but just stared at him calmly, her composure exuding an undeniable sense of pressure.

Apart from the hum of the engine and the low rumble of the wheels rolling over the road, there was no other sound in the carriage.

After a long pause, Zhou Si shook his head and said in a deep voice, "What's the use of asking these questions? You're just a soldier. You don't need such strong curiosity. Just stick to your duties."

Chen Moxin replied calmly, "Such a huge disaster is closely related to everyone. Before I am a soldier, I am first and foremost a citizen of the Human Union. I think I have the right to know what I am facing and what I am fighting against."

Zhou Si rubbed her temples, and after a long while, she sighed softly: "Then ask away, what do you want to know?"

Chen Moxin said directly, "Everything that's happening now is related to the disaster on Cicero Planet, isn't it?"

Zhou Si was clearly stunned: "You actually know about the planet Cicero? This information has been blocked for a long time, how did you know?"

Chen Moxin shrugged: "I am a recipient of the Gift. In terms of bloodline, I am more noble than you, a descendant of the spirits. I have my own channels of information."

"Of course, my knowledge and talent are no match for yours. I didn't achieve anything in my studies, all I knew was fighting, and in the end, my family sent me to military school."

"Alright, let's not get off-topic like that. Let's get back to the topic we were discussing. I've heard some rumors about the planet Cicero, but I don't have a thorough understanding of what happened. I need you to explain it in detail."

Zhou Si remained silent for a moment, his gaze becoming deep, and said in a low voice, "The planet Cicero can be said to be the source of this disaster."

"You should know about the Stargate Project, right? It's one of the projects that humanity set up to break the speed of light limit. It aims to use ultra-high energy levels to tear apart the veil of reality and open a jump portal similar to a wormhole, allowing interstellar spaceships to perform space jumps."

"The first successful experiment to tear the veil of reality was on the planet Cicero. The Stargate Base made a breakthrough with the pure psionic energy of the planet's governor, Anies, which also set the stage for disaster."

“Our home planet Gaia is 1.4 light-years away from the planet Cicero. We received the message from Cicero 1.4 years after the disaster.”

"We received important data from the Reality Veil Tearing Experiment, as well as their request for assistance, in communications sent from the planet Cicero."

"The distress call states that Planet Governor Anies has gone mad for unknown reasons, and a large number of people have also been infected by an unknown virus and gone mad in the same way. They hope that the home planet will send troops to rescue them."

“Cicero is a very important colony, and the Gaia Supreme Government naturally dared not neglect it. We initially thought that the planetary governor, Anies, had launched a rebellion in an attempt to break away from the Human Union, so we dispatched a large expeditionary fleet.”

"But when the expeditionary fleet arrived on Cicero, do you know what they saw?"

Zhou Si's expression was solemn as he uttered two words in a deep voice: "Hell."

"The entire planet's surface is covered with bacterial carpets formed from the decay and proliferation of flesh and blood. The colonies are full of decomposed and dried human corpses, with various limbs twisted and intertwined together, as if they were fighting each other even after death."