Chapter 308: The Parking Lot Mechanic
Nasir was a mechanic on the ship.
He was used to his body swaying with the waves, to not returning to land for days or even months.
Repairing ships was a simple and skilled job for him, and the best part was that as long as he had his skills, it didn't matter if he didn't interact with others; no one could drive him from his post.
So, this voyage was a bit difficult for Nasir—there were many tourists on board, and they always liked to visit places that no one usually went to.
Nasir couldn't understand why those buzzing machines and monotonous pipes would be more interesting than the theater on the upper deck.
There were indeed some luxury cars in the parking lot, but it was even stranger that those tourists always ran towards the cargo vehicles.
But as an ordinary mechanic, Nasir had no right to drive away tourists who had paid money. He could only walk past the strange tourists with a dark expression, carrying a cable and a toolbox.
He could feel some people scrutinizing him with eyes like searchlights, which made Nasir even more uncomfortable and reminded him of certain movies he had seen.
—Like "The Great Heist," "Horror Cruise," or "The Titanic," for example.
Nasir immediately became wary. He pretended to inspect the pipes, tapping them with a small hammer, while secretly observing the suspicious tourists.
At this sight, Nasir's hair stood on end!
A few seconds ago, an old man by the stairs who had been scanning him with cold eyes had vanished!
He was the target Nasir intended to observe, but there was no trace of him in sight. Nasir's heart pounded twice before he found an explanation for himself—
Maybe that person left! Yes, that's it!
There's nothing good to see down here anyway!
Nasir then glanced at the others—
A woman in a green floral dress, a middle-aged man in a suit who looked like an insurance salesman, an old man with white hair and a smiling face, a man with a middle part and slightly dark skin, a man with arms so thick he looked like he could punch a bull to death, a short-haired woman with a fake smile…
There were about a dozen people in the parking lot, and of course, they weren't gathered together. Some were checking their vehicles, some were leaning against the narrow windows looking at the scenery in the seawater, and some seemed to be casually strolling around.
Individually, they seemed normal, but when such people appeared simultaneously, it seemed very strange.
And these people seemed not to know each other, yet they were wary of each other.
Nasir gently tapped the pipe, trying to discern the conversation between two of them by lip-reading.
"You… also want a share…"
"These… are very valuable resources; it's impossible to let you… We need… the ship is coming soon…"
"Worst case, we kill… no one gets…"
"You can't possibly… these Wizards represent huge… perhaps we can cooperate to develop Magic and Alchemy… and also expel…"
One of the two had their back to Nasir, so he could only occasionally see their mouth moving. And what the other person said left him bewildered.
What Magic? Had he misunderstood… were these people discussing making a movie?
Magic didn't exist, so these people shouldn't be doing anything bad, right?
Nasir's simple mind couldn't figure out what was going on, so he decided to observe further.
Then, he felt another chill down his spine.
The woman in the floral dress in the corner had also disappeared!
Am I seeing things?
His vision was indeed a bit blurry, like a fog had rolled in… Nasir lowered his head and rubbed his eyes, then looked up again, only to feel as if a few more people were gone.
Suddenly, those people started arguing. Some jumped up to attack each other, some pulled out handguns, some tried to make phone calls, and others tried to escape…
*BANG!*
A gunshot rang out, and a bullet flew out, piercing the thigh of an old man who had just been negotiating.
But he didn't let out a scream; he simply closed his eyes and fell. Nasir only vaguely saw a red light seemingly hit the old man.
*THUD!*
*THUD!*
The sound of bodies hitting the ground was incessant. The distant mechanic hastily retreated but suddenly his legs gave out. A strong drowsiness prevented him from supporting his body.
*THUD!*
The last person barely maintaining consciousness also passed out.
"What's going on?!"
Dar, inside the car, also noticed the unusual situation outside. The bearded man in the passenger seat was also extremely surprised, feigning shock, while muttering to himself—
Whose doing is this?
Thinking of the large sum of money he had scammed, he felt a faint unease in his heart and wanted to escape.
A thin, vapor-like white mist suddenly drifted from the air conditioning vents inside the car.
"Someone's attacking! Be careful!"
Dar clapped a hand over the bearded man's mouth and nose, while also holding his own breath. He kicked open the car door beside him with force, pulled the bearded man, and jumped out!
Dar had a bad feeling about this.
—To make so many people pass out… a Wizard!
It must be a Wizard chasing them!
He remembered his leader's apprehension about this land, and the legendary old man who had twice stopped the world's most evil Dark Wizard from starting a massacre. His unease reached its peak.
But they had painstakingly planned for so long, and Dar was unwilling to give up easily.
—Even if I can't take everyone back! As long as I can take one person! As long as I can bring Wade Grey back, the leader will surely be satisfied!
In Dar's pocket, hidden away, was a Portkey that would activate with a firm squeeze.
It was an escape method given to him by the leader, to be used only in desperate situations.
—As long as I can grab someone's arm, I can take them to the leader, and there will be hope to change the Werewolves' situation of being slaughtered, humiliated, and ostracized by Wizards for thousands of years!
Dar, dragging the bearded man, jumped out of the car, rolled twice on the ground to evade the attack he anticipated, then used the bearded man as a shield, stooping low as he rushed towards the back of the truck.
The weakness of most Spells… they can only attack one person at a time!
The bearded man didn't realize he was being used as a shield. In fact, when he jumped out earlier, he landed at the bottom and twisted his ankle.
When Dar dragged him rolling on the ground, his head hit something again. The bearded man couldn't help but take a few gasping breaths, and his head immediately felt dizzy.
He wanted to sleep, but the current situation was a bit dangerous; he should escape!
The bearded man forced open his eyelids, clinging to the last shred of consciousness, and saw a wild look on Dar's face as he quickly opened the iron door at the back of the carriage.
*"Caw—"*
For some reason, the sound of metal scraping was exceptionally ear-piercing.
A furry, dark figure leaped out of the car, enthusiastically embraced Dar, and with a click, bit down on his head.
*"Thwack!"*
Dar, seemingly topped with a giant black furball, vanished from the spot.
The bearded man stared blankly ahead…
A large group of spiders, as big as calves, swarmed out.
*"Ahhhhhh—"*
Heart-wrenching screams echoed throughout the entire deck.
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