Chapter 301 Section 300 - No Way to Heaven, No Door into the Earth
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Updated : Oct 13th, 2025
Vegetable Market, beheading, one kick to the Department Store Building.
"Quiet, everyone be quiet, please calm down, don't panic, don't run around!"
Butler Thompson still maintained his composure, quickly instructing the panicking security and attendants to soothe the guests who were running around like headless chickens within the Manor Main House, yet they could never quite make it outside.
In the midst of the earth shaking, all sorts of things were crashing down.
The large crystal chandelier hanging from the ceiling of the first-floor hall swayed greatly with creaking noises, but thankfully, it hung solidly and showed no sign of falling.
About a minute later, everything gradually returned to calmness. The construction quality of the Manor Main House was pretty decent; aside from a few shattered windowpanes, the main structure remained undamaged, without even noticeable cracks.
Now somewhat reassured, the frightened crowd calmed down a little. Thankfully, no one was seriously injured or lost their life—most injuries were just bruises or minor flesh wounds, easily treated with a spray of iodine and a Band-Aid.
"I can't see anything outside!"
Someone stood by the window, turned on their phone's flashlight to look outside, but all they saw was pitch darkness.
It was as if the world outside the Manor had reached its end, with even the sun vanishing without a trace, plunging the earth into darkness.
A cold, damp wind howled through the broken windows with a mournful sound.
"There's no cell signal!"
Chen Fei took out his phone; before this, despite not being able to make calls, there was at least a signal.
But now, there was not even a signal.
"Mine too, no signal,"
Hanna Gagar took a glance at her own phone. Both her and Chen Fei's phones were customized, durable, reliable, and in addition to connecting to ground signal towers, they could also connect to satellite signals.
Chen Fei, not wanting to waste the satellite data fees and to save battery, always kept the satellite connection off, whereas Hanna Gagar didn't care about such trivial expenses and battery consumption, and usually kept it connected.
However, now there were no signals at all, perhaps some personal hotspots, but they were of no use.
"My phone too..."
Hearing the conversation between Chen Fei and Hanna Gagar, Zuo Gengming took out his own phone to check.
"No signal."
More and more people gradually discovered that their phones had disconnected from the internet.
Not just phones—every communication device that needed a network connection had completely disconnected from the external network, without even the slightest signal.
"Something's not right, this is so wrong!"
Someone yelled loudly.
"We can go out now!"
Someone suddenly discovered with joy that the invisible barrier at the main entrance was gone.
The first to react couldn't wait to rush out, not wanting to stay in this creepy house any longer.
But as soon as they dashed out, a chaos of plop and screams mixed together came back in.
Chen Fei and Hanna Gagar looked at each other and quickly went to the entrance.
Manor Butler Thompson and the security guards followed them closely, worried that the two would try to escape.
"Don't panic, don't panic, there's a shelter in the basement with enough food and drinking water,"
The competent manor butler quickly ordered the panic-stricken security guards to stop the multiple fights.
He opened the door to the basement, indeed finding the refuge below the main house, filled with many stores of food, drinking water, electricity, and other essential survival equipment.
These things were prepared for natural disasters and human calamities, enough to ensure the survival of over a hundred people for at least a year, but unexpectedly, they were needed now.
Seeing the food and water, those who had fallen into despair began to cry with joy, and the sudden fights ceased abruptly; for the moment, no one had to face the dire straits of hunger and cold.
The military contractors and the people of the manor came together again in the foyer of the Manor Main House, where they would have to make choices for survival.
The large crystal chandelier was lit once more, the main house regained its bright lights, and besides the crystal energy backup power system, the basement also housed a miniature Target Nuclear Fusion Energy Tower, sufficient to provide electricity for quite an extensive period.
The noise in the foyer was deafening, many people shouting and arguing with frothing mouths, their faces red, their necks bulging, and veins popping on their foreheads and necks.
Chen Fei and Hanna Gagel also joined in.
Their special abilities were suppressed by drugs, making them essentially no different from normal people. To others, they no longer posed any threat.
After all, in the current situation, without sufficient food and water, trying to escape would likely lead to a dead end.
Zuo Gengming from Spring Field Defense Limited Company approached the two again and quietly asked, "Mr. Chen Fei, Ms. Hanna, which side are you planning to support?"
He subconsciously felt that Chen Fei and Hanna Gagel were more reliable, even though they were still under suspicion for murder.
After a fierce debate, everyone's opinions finally coalesced into two choices.
First, leave the Manor Main House to find a way out, perhaps returning to civilization.
Second, hold the fort and wait for rescue. Surely, someone from Blue Star would notice the anomaly at the Green Cherry Orchard Estate and organize a search and rescue team. Maybe they'd be found soon, and be taken out of here.
Whichever option was chosen, both had certain feasibility but also carried risks. The end result wouldn't be much different.
"Staying here is pointless; might as well go out and take a chance,"
Chen Fei did not want to sit around waiting to die; being brought to this strange place probably was not that simple.
Hanna Gagel said in a grave voice, "The real danger is only just beginning."
From the start, she knew that the assassination of Mr. Xia Ji was far from simple.
Yet, the development of events seemed to be proving her suspicions step by step.
Whether they actively sought a way out or waited for rescue, they would likely have to face significant challenges ahead.
"Is that so?"
Zuo Gengming felt a chill run down his spine.
Crack!
A gunshot sounded, silencing the once-noisy foyer.
"Someone's shooting?"
"Who, who is it? Who's firing?"
The military contractors present were particularly sensitive to the sound of gunfire, unsettled as they tried to discern the direction from which the shot had come.
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