Host, Please Be Honest! What Exactly Are You?

Chapter 651  Found Him

What to do? What to do, now that things are going left? Many people all over the world became flustered when they found out the truth. Of course, some had been taken in, but still didn't believe there were any such threats coming soon. A government conspiracy? A ploy to keep them trapped forever? One cannot blame them for thinking this way, as some people who came in didn't have the luxury of witnessing any battles, since no one in their group were creatures in disguise. Like so, the evacuations quickened the closer 'judgment day' approached Nôv(el)B\\jnn

Some were evacuated months ago, and had gone through the <drill>, before getting released. Then, they flooded the streets in their usual manner, trying their best to stay cool and collected. Several undercover police officers also acted as pedestrians, joining in their 'busy' ordinary lives, to make the streets full, the businesses booming and everything seemingly the same. It's all coming down strangely. "Your total change is 200 Vyns… how would you like to pay? Cash or card?" In shopping centers, people absentmindedly swooped their cards when carrying groceries away. Now that they knew that monsters could take any form, they were very suspicious of everyone around them. They seemed to trust only those who returned from that hidden place with them. Then again, one never knows if dying this time, those who returned with them were still the same. For all they knew, monsters had killed and replaced them during this time. Tick-tock. Tick-tock. Several people stared at their watches and alarms they set on their devices, subconsciously taking note of the countdown. 1 week, 3 days, 8 hours, 12 minutes, and 15 seconds left.  Suddenly, many people began confessing their feelings, with couples hugging each other, and saying what they were greatly for in this lifetime. Parents looked at their children, wiping their teary eyes. No students could truly concentrate in lectures, and no teacher forced them to. Even if they didn't wish to be here right now, they knew they had to keep up appearances. Some people with more free time in their hands, used this period to travel to destinations they've always wished to see. If the world was truly coming to an end, why die with regrets? Retired parents, grandparents and friends traveled far and wide to be with their loved ones. Suddenly, humans found that money, fame, and all those things were important… but not as important as their loved ones and bonds they had with each other over the years. As for the Sus, it would be another day or 2 before they get released back out there… which was very fast compared to everyone else. Of course, they would head out under the supervision of several 'police officers' in black suits, acting as guards. In every group, there are potential backstabbers that might cause humanity to fail. They typically don't let potential backstabbers out, but if the Sus dong appear in public, it might be suspicious. That's why they let them out under their supervision. Make no mistake. People like Dilayla would willingly sell humanity away if it meant saving her own neck. So what if she became a lackey of those disgusting creatures? So long as she doesn't become the bottom of the slave chain, it would be alright. There were always superior slaves within slave groups, the sort of slaves that don't toil the soul or do hard labor on the farms. These were the slaves that were head butler's and so on. Dilayla and many of the Sus had the potential to be such people that backstab their own kind. In fact, with the end coming, who knows if once released, these people will actively look for the creatures to make deals with, just to save their own necks? Tch. They would be fools to let this Su clan go just like that. … Like so, the world secretly prepared for the impending doomsday. The academy disciples were working hard, and Dorian was still in the milky pond, focusing on boosting his strength to his limits.

Time flew by in a flash, with many creatures on the planet now biting their nails anxiously. What's going on? Why did their investigations often lead to dead ends? Why? Where the hell is that horseman hiding? Several creatures were desperately pulling their fake human hair. The anxiety was killing them. Luckily, this time, they got clues to the horseman's next actions. Vice-president Doyle cracked his knuckles, seemingly looking forward to bashing that Horseman to the ground. My, my, my… he has been looking forward to this for over a year now. It wasn't just him, but several D'jaggarians and many other creatures who also wished they could slice that bastard to pieces. However, despite wishing to kill him, they knew they shouldn't. "Remember, we must let him be after capturing him. That way, the Lord will have someone to vent his anger on." "We know," many of them replied, licking their lips menacingly. Soon, the group headed off to where they estimated the Horseman's next attacks would be. 4 days later, they arrived in the country of Bohanjia, Notan City. There were goats restless, horses moving stupidly, and all sorts of cattle and farm creatures acting anxious. They say animals have a sharp sense of fear hidden within them – especially when they think something terrible is going to happen. Little boys, girls, teens, and adults tried to control their sheep, cows, and goats, but found that none of these creatures were obedient as before. What's going on? Why so restless? Those who haven't been taken in yet for evacuation or drilled about the upcoming war, were left scratching their heads. Doyle and several people sneered. The end is coming and you're here bothering with cattle? 'Soon, it will be you who becomes cattle.' Many of them inwardly concluded, as they maneuvered across the chaotic streets. They spotted other creatures in disguise, who respectfully bow, with a reassuring nod that everything in this place was still under the control of they, underworld beings. … Good.