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Under the shroud of night in Rado City, moonlight penetrates the thin clouds, casting a hazy and mysterious glow, as if a layer of dreamy gauze covers this ruined city. Mud follows behind Vivian, his footsteps echoing on the desolate streets, his gaze casually sweeping over the surrounding ruins and debris.
In a world devastated by nuclear disaster, every step is filled with uncertainty, but as night falls, everything seems to be beautified by this dreamlike play of light and shadow. Mud can't help but feel a bit sentimental. If it weren't for the occasional eerie cries of strange creatures emanating from the shattered buildings, if these dilapidated structures weren't in ruins, if a few normal human figures could still be seen on the streets, then perhaps this place could truly be considered a good place.
He imagined how lively the streets would be if there had been no nuclear disaster in this world, with the lights of the shops flashing, people coming and going, and the laughter of children echoing in the air. However, all of this could only exist in his imagination.
Mud took a deep breath, trying to cast aside these chaotic thoughts. He knew that at this moment, they were facing the cruel reality of The Curse of the Wild, where any distraction could lead to fatal consequences.
Vivian led Mud and Chuchan through the silent streets, finally arriving at the once bustling symbol of Rado City - the town square. This used to be a place of crowds and laughter, but now, everything has become a distant memory. In the center of the square, the once proud fountain statue now only remains as a broken lower half. The upper part of the goddess's head and hands are nowhere to be seen, leaving only the lonely, fractured waist standing in the murky water.
The fountain pool that should have surrounded the statue is now contaminated with a mix of nuclear dust and rainwater, with various debris and dead animals floating on the surface, emitting a nauseating stench. What was once a clear and transparent pool has now become a place of decay, emanating a putrid odor.
Vivian had a seemingly crazy face, standing in the ruins, her eyes revealing a hint of complex emotions. She knew the former beauty of this place, but it had all turned to dust. Now, this is just the starting point for the actions of The Curse of the Wild, a place symbolizing the desolation and cruelty of the post-apocalyptic world.
Mud and Chuchan stood behind Vivian, watching this scene, feeling a hint of sadness and indifference in their hearts. They knew that in this new world order, survival was the ultimate rule, and all they could do was to try to keep themselves alive. This once vibrant city square was now just a footprint for them in this desolate world.
Vivian stood coldly by the abandoned pool, her gaze sweeping over the restless Steel Bone Wild Dogs. She wrinkled her nose in disgust and then, in a commanding tone, pointed to a nearby bench and said coldly, "Tie those stupid dogs to that, quickly!" Her voice brooked no argument, filled with impatience and authority.
Upon hearing Vivian's command, Mud and Chuchan immediately sprang into action. They pulled the group of Steel Bone Wild Dogs towards the designated bench. The metallic bones in these dogs shone with a cold light under the moon, but their eyes revealed fear and unease.
When they reached the bench, Mud forcefully tied Chuchan to the handle of the bench with the vine rope. The bench was already old and decaying, with visible cracks at the handle, as if it would collapse with just a little force. Mud occasionally stole glances at Vivian during the tying process, afraid that she might get angry if she was dissatisfied with their speed or method.
Chuchan helped on the side, his movements noticeably clumsier than Mud, occasionally tripping over the wild dogs trying to break free, but he persisted, wanting to complete the task as soon as possible. Ah Mao and several other wild dogs became even more restless after being tied up, attempting to struggle, but the vine bindings prevented them from breaking free.
After all this was done, Mud and Chuchan stood up straight and stepped back behind Vivian, not daring to look her in the eye. They felt a slight unease about their actions just now, but more so they were worried about what might happen in the future. In this desolate world, they knew that every action could lead to unpredictable consequences.
Vivian glanced at the two of them and the tied-up wild dogs, nodded slightly, and then coldly gave the order: "Now you two go to the road leading here and leave a mark in a conspicuous place... let that bastard know that we're waiting for him, understand?" Her tone was full of unquestionable threat and anticipation, as if she was already imagining that person in a desperate situation.
After speaking, Vivian turned and walked towards the edge of the central square, where a half-ruined building stood. Her steps were firm, and a long shadow trailed behind her. It seemed that even the air around her was frozen, and a heavy, thick mist slowly dissipated behind her, adding a sense of gloom and silence to the desolate night.
Mud and Chuchan watched Vivian's figure disappear into the darkness, exchanged a glance, and could see a hint of unease and fear in each other's eyes. However, they also knew that now was not the time to retreat. Mud rallied first and said to Chuchan, "Let's go. We need to complete the mission quickly, or we don't know how she will punish us when we return."
The two quickly took action and headed to several main roads leading to the city center, leaving some conspicuous marks made of vines and mud, deliberately made to be particularly eye-catching, with an unmistakable sense of threat. Their movements were swift and cautious, fearing that any oversight might be overlooked by that "bastard."
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