There's No Love In the Deathzone (BL) novel Chapter 547

Chapter 547: Chapter 540. Black Curtain

The first thing Zein felt when he entered the fog was heaviness, like waddling through the mud.

And then, he took a breath.

And choked.

It felt like he was inhaling a thick smoke that prompted his body to stiffen. If he were to take off his mask at the edge of the Deathzone, it would feel like this. But he was wearing Mortix’s latest filtering mask; an advanced version that was specially created for the Deathzone.

Which meant it was bad. Really, really bad.

"Zein!"

"Young Master!"

Zein could hear people calling out to him, but he was too dizzy to respond. His legs felt weak and he thought he was falling for a second, before a sturdy and warm arm grabbed him tightly. In the next second, a faint warmth from his ear and his wrist traveled to his whole body, and in relief, he felt his mind calming from the initial panic of failing to breathe.

He lifted his head, and found that his goggles failed him this time, because he could only see dark figures and silhouettes. Not for long though, since everything became brighter as his body was pulled back from the fog.

Zein gasped, inhaling the filtered air to fill his lungs. He had thought that the Deathzone was dark enough but that place...to think he could call the Deathzone ’bright’ because of that place.

"Young Master!"

He heard the sound of a clanking shield, and Zein raised his hand. "...’m okay," he said after feeling his body return to normal. A beeping sound from his side was telling him that Bassena just scanned him for toxin exposure.

"He’s clear," Bassena said with a slightly trembling voice.

"I said I’m okay," Zein took another deep breath and got up despite Senan’s worried plea for him to stay still. "I just having difficulty breathing is all."

He patted his mask to check for damage, but the fact that he could breathe normally in the desert meant the mask worked just fine. Since he also felt like he couldn’t move, it was a matter of dense miasma more than anything.

"You’re sure you’re okay?" Bassena cupped the guide’s face and peered into the eyes behind the goggles.

"Yeah," Zein patted the esper’s hand in assurance. "I was just getting reminded that I’m not an esper."

Both Bassena and Senan let out a breath of relief. Their heart almost stopped when Zein suddenly choked and looked like he was about to collapse earlier. Due to this, they didn’t even manage to look around, because they immediately came out.

"But if this is hard for you..." Bassena narrowed his eyes.

"The other guides wouldn’t be able to do it," Zein nodded.

"Honestly though...it’s hard even for us esper," one of the scouts said. "It’s hard to move, as if we were in a high level of corrosion."

"And look," the other scout pointed a measuring device to themselves. It let out a higher beeping sound than the device Bassena used. "We only used our skill for a few seconds, but the corrosion spiked a level."

And if it increased that much just for scouting skills, it would increase even more for attacking skills.

"So, it’s impossible after all," Bassena stared at the void, feeling a bit relieved that he came here himself and not the others--who might just continue the exploration since they didn’t have decision-making power. "Did you see anything?"

"A little bit," the male scout nodded. "It’s a forest about two hundred meters forward, but I wasn’t sure what lays beyond."

"Ah...and I think the furthest point was a bit clearer," the female scouts added. "Perhaps the miasma density was thinner on the other side."

"So it’s more like a field?" Bassena frowned. "Well, let’s think about it on the way back."