Infinite Terror: Infinite Reversal

Chapter 289 Blank
"This is..." Zheng Zha murmured to himself, "When did it change?"

The answer was already obvious... With their perception, the strange change in the white moon overhead couldn't be hidden from them for long. And the changes in this town were hard to separate from the white moon in the dark night sky.

Now, the town beneath my feet was different from before. If the previous town was cool in the quiet night, but still had some lights, like the night scene of an ordinary town; then the town now was noisy with machines and brightly lit, but without a trace of human warmth.

In Halloween 3, the entire town of Santa Mira is controlled by the Silver Clover Corporation; in other words, the town is the company, and the company is the town. Within this town, the company manufactures masks capable of exterminating humanity… and its many seemingly loyal employees are actually robots.

As Mu Xiang said, that's how ridiculous science fiction horror movies were back then... But the reason this movie flopped wasn't because it was ridiculous, but because Michael Myers didn't actually appear except for a TV cameo!
This is quite noteworthy when placed in the horror movie chosen by the main god... For Mu Xiang, Santamila Town is like a condition in the final question that is not needed. You know it, but it seems that you can't use it at all, which is very frustrating.

“Mu Xiang, did you notice?” Zheng Zha pondered for a moment. “The signs outside are actually very blurry, as if they haven’t been maintained for many years. We can see the words ‘Santa Mira’ because the font is large and because we had some expectations… but elements like ‘Silver Clover Company’ are almost completely erased.”

Mu Xiang nodded in agreement: "That's right... By the way, how come you pay such close attention to detail?"

Zheng Zha scratched his head: "Uh, because this movie is too... too funny, Lori couldn't help but watch it again."

【All right……】

“But there’s something wrong.” Mu Xiang pushed up his glasses. “It’s not that you’re wrong, but the brand, or rather the town, is wrong.”

Zheng Zha asked in confusion, "Isn't this obvious?"

Mu Xiang shook his head: "Don't just describe the phenomenon, think more... Why did the normally existing Diwa Town turn into the Santamila that was originally nowhere to be found? Although Diwa Town is a bit shabby, it is still a normal small town that can communicate with the outside world; but this Santamila is too abnormal."

"Uh, why do I feel like this is the other world of Silent Hill?" Zheng Zha scratched his head again.

Mu Xiang was silent for a moment: "Hmm... if this helps you understand, then let's assume it is. So, how do you think this Santamila, isolated from the outside world, exists?"

“It’s either a disguise, usually perceived as Diwa Town, but after being affected by this moon, it will reveal its true form?” Zheng Zha seemed to be deep in thought. “Or it’s an independent space attached to Diwa Town, which can only be entered under specific circumstances.”

Mu Xiang snapped his fingers: "That's right, so my suggestion is... to see what's outside Santamila first."

Hearing this, Zheng Zha looked in another direction. Only then did he notice something amiss… the surrounding areas, which had presented different scenes when he arrived, were now all the same!
The same night view as Santa Mia.

"Let's go down and take a look," Mu Xiang said, and without waiting for Zheng Zha's response, he led him down.

"Holy crap, what's going on?" Zheng Zha exclaimed in shock, "We've time-traveled?"

Mu Xiang frowned slightly: "I'm afraid so... Diwa Town, or rather Santamila, is a window. In the world of Diwa Town, although experiments exist, the world's order is still preserved as a whole; but in the town of Santamila, the world has completely collapsed... and has been completely turned into a testing ground for the Midnight Sun Conference."

As they spoke, the two walked toward the nearest factory building. Unlike in the movies, this Santamila had no other facilities, only the same old factory buildings.

Mu Xiang reached out and touched the door, and the metal door crumbled to dust. In this completely controlled world, doors and walls were theoretically meaningless... because everyone was a puppet, and all actions were under unified control. But since these barriers existed in a special form, they must have served a purpose. "It's not ordinary metal," Mu Xiang said. "Any ideas?"

Zheng Zha picked up a handful of metal powder and suddenly realized, "This is the same alloy we saw in the Ju-on world... they used it to build their bases."

The two continued their conversation as if no one else was around, while inside the factory, countless people with exposed metal frames were busy on the assembly line. The concept of a workshop seemed to have vanished; no superfluous structures existed.

"Uh...why is nobody paying attention to us?" Zheng Zha suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

A cluster of red flames adhered to a person's body, instantly melting through his metal shell and exposing the internal wiring.

"Why is it different from the movie?" Zheng Zha asked in confusion. "Are they not even acting anymore?"

Mu Xiang shook his head: "This world is full of these kinds of robots, is there any need to hide?"

The crimson flames seemed to be blown away by the wind, spreading rapidly in all directions. In just a few words, the entire factory was already dyed dark red. Under Zheng Zha's precise control, only the operating robots were destroyed by the fire; no other equipment or products were damaged.

Looking at Zheng Zha's relaxed demeanor, Mu Xiang secretly nodded in approval. Although Zheng Zha was still at the third stage of the gene lock, his mastery of the red flames was already extremely high... If he could use vampire energy so directly, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that he had entered the realm of subtlety in energy manipulation.

One can only imagine how powerful Zheng Zha will be when he reaches the fourth tier...

Zheng Zha observed the structure of the production line and located the finished product assembly area of ​​the factory.

“Okay, I was wrong… I should say the whole town is a factory, and these are all workshops,” Zheng Zha muttered, picking up a white mask.

"To be honest, I thought those Squidward guys would use a bunch of masked men to produce masks." Zheng Zha turned to look at Mu Xiang. "What's wrong?"

Mu Xiang then picked up a mask and took out a clearly used mask from his bracelet for comparison: "Unlikely. Compared to masks that need to be programmed, it's much cheaper to just use the robot employees of the native villains."

"So what happened?" Zheng Zha couldn't help but lean closer.

Mu Xiang tossed the two masks to Zheng Zha: "You're right, this is just a workshop... The purpose of these doors and walls is probably to prevent the energy operation of the production equipment from affecting each other."

“How come you see?”

“Compared to the mask that was peeled off Michael’s face, the masks here are missing something… there’s no flow of energy, and nothing is engraved inside. In other words, this workshop only produces blanks.”

(End of this chapter)