Become a girl in the horror world

With a loud bang, police officers holding revolvers swarmed in from outside the door and surrounded Wen Xiaotong in the center.

The scene they saw was horrifying. In the studio covered with blood from limbs, a pretty and clean-looking girl was sitting quietly on a painting chair in literary clothes, with blood on her face. It was weird but also had a strange beauty.

The girl turned her head slightly, without any further resistance, but walked down from the drawing chair, gently held her head and squatted down, sticking out her tongue:

"Looks like we need to go somewhere else as a guest. Let's go."

All the police officers around became more alert after seeing this scene.

"Take her away." The leading police officers ordered.

The police officers nearby looked at each other, and finally one of them stepped forward and handcuffed the girl, and a group of them escorted the girl out of the building.

Obviously, the story of the perverted female painter had spread widely. The cordon downstairs was already crowded with reporters.

Countless reporters vied to report this incident, attempting to publish it in their own newspapers before others. The flash lights were so blinding that Wen Xiaotong couldn't help but close her eyes slightly, still humming a relaxing tune.

Only after being escorted onto the carriage did the noise outside die down and the world became much quieter.

Before the police officers could speak, Wen Xiaotong asked an abrupt question.

"What era is it now?"

This question confused the police officers, but someone still blurted out subconsciously:

"The fifth year of King George V's reign?"

"No, why should I tell you? Be honest! What do you want to do?" the police officer shouted after realizing it belatedly.

Wen Xiaotong was a little confused.

In just this short period of server suspension and maintenance, almost thirty years have passed in the game?

According to the police, it should be 1915 now, and the war should have broken out more than a year ago. Why is there no sign of war outside? Even the facilities on the city streets are almost the same as they were thirty years ago. People still use old-fashioned objects. It's as if the technology of this world is locked in that era.

An era of stopping progress.

This word suddenly popped up in Wen Xiaotong's mind.

"'wave'......"

Wen Xiaotong was about to continue asking something, but a police officer suddenly covered her mouth. The police officer looked a little terrified and stopped her in a very stern tone:

"Mentioning that word will bring misfortune, a misfortune far worse than death. Didn't your teacher teach you that?!"

"If you dare mention that word again, don't blame us for taking enforcement measures!"

Having said that, the police officer slowly loosened his hand and glared at Wen Xiaotong fiercely.

Wen Xiaotong shrugged helplessly.

These police officers actually threatened a perverted murderer with verbal warnings.

This can only mean one thing.

What happened during the thirty years they were shut down for maintenance?

For unknown reasons, "wave" has become a taboo of this era, a word that even the most heinous criminals would not mention.

I don't know if it was her illusion.

There were strange sounds echoing around all the time, like the sound of thick and sticky liquid surging...

This was similar to the sound of the tide that she had heard in Li Anxin's live broadcast before, but not exactly the same.

A newspaper floated into her hands, and a line of large words with an exclamation mark was extremely conspicuous in the title of the newspaper.

This era only needs mediocre people!!!

Most of the words were blurred, and only the information that Yugi wanted her to know was presented to her in clear fonts.

All this information has one thing in common.

That is the collective bizarre death of great people.

Most of them are about some genius scientist, some outstanding politician, or some great writer who discovered something, defined some concept, and said that he was about to push the times forward, but was found dead at home the next day. No one knew about his achievements, and they were buried in the tide of the times.

The 'wave' killed all the great men. Mediocre people lived in this era, so this era stopped moving forward.

Only then did Wen Xiaotong realize where those strange noises came from.

There are no street lights on the streets anymore. People are living a mediocre life, not thinking about tomorrow, and just doing what they think they should do at the moment.

She slowly raised her head and looked through the carriage window at the sky above the city. At the end of the sunset, the gray horizon seemed to have something, which distorted the entire sky...

Because this world has already been submerged by the 'wave'.

Chapter 391 "Stoppage Era" Don't ask, kill alone

Breath of the Forest: What are you doing? Now that you’ve been caught, I don’t think we need to go through any formalities and just shoot you directly.

An Xiaoxin: What happened, Xiaotong? Do you need our help?

Wen Xiaotong just smiled slightly and did not respond to the two girls' comments. Instead, she looked out the window and whispered in a voice that only she could hear:

“Crazy people all have a connection with each other.”

"What are you mumbling to that person!" a police officer shouted.

All the police officers became alert. In their eyes, the girl in front of them was extremely dangerous and her every move could lead to their doom.

Seeing a policeman pointing his gun at her, Wen Xiaotong just smiled and raised her hand:

"Don't be like this...my every move is under your eyes, I can't cause any trouble."

"Hands down!"

"I told you to put your hands down, or we will take coercive measures."

Seeing that the atmosphere was tense, Wen Xiaotong sighed softly:

"You should focus on the outside."

"what?!"

The next moment, the horse galloping in front neighed and fell straight to the side, and the whole carriage overturned and fell on the road beside.

The carriage was in chaos, as if the world had been turned upside down. People's bodies were bumping into each other, but the girl remained steady, crossing her legs gracefully and closing her eyes, as if she was waiting for something.

The police officers were shouting, and one of them pushed open the door and crawled out in a somewhat embarrassed manner. Before he could shake off the dust on his body and figure out what was going on, a fork had already pierced his lungs.

"Ahem... uh... well..."

The suffocating feeling of blood rushing into his lungs made him unable to speak to warn his companions. Only then did he notice from the corner of his eye that the companion driving the horse in front of him was already dead, his headless body lying in the bushes.

"Shh..."

"It's night time, and it's time for the lambs to return to the fold."

A man's voice came from his ear, and a tablecloth was covered on his face. As the world spun, the police officer fell to the ground, losing all life.

The police officers then reacted and shouted about the attack, looking around in panic for the attacker, showing none of the professional qualities that a police officer should have.

The scene was extremely chaotic for a moment.

"Damn it! Someone's attacking! Quick, find him... Ugh!"

Another police officer covered his neck with his hands, his face grim, and a dinner knife stabbed straight into his throat.

boom--

After a brief gunshot, another police officer fell.

bang bang-

The sound of gunfire was like a symphony of death. In the interweaving flames, all the police officers were quickly killed.

It was not until this moment that the man stepped out from the shadows, revealing his true face. He was wearing a gray-blue checkered suit, shiny leather boots under his trousers, and he was tall with a neatly combed back hair.

It was the gourmet who had been hiding in the darkness for a long time after changing his identity.

The man, with a polite smile on his face, walked straight to the center of the carriage and fired four shots at it without saying a word.

The blinding light of fire cut through the darkness.

In the carriage, Wen Xiaotong looked at the four bullet holes next to her seat and knew that this was the other party's polite invitation for her to show up.

She made a gesture of surrender and slowly opened the door of the carriage...

After seeing this scene, Sen Lu and Li Anxin's eyes became solemn and they looked at each other.

It's time for them to come on stage.

They all moved and joined the game.

After seeing the girl coming out of the car, the gourmet put away his gun:

"Miss Amanda. Or should I call you..."

"Ms. Vanessa?"

"You know me?"

"I've heard a lot about the gangster lady who is the center of attention in District 13. You manage that chaotic place very well."

"To be able to resonate with that crazy painter and to be the actor of such a role, you are more important than the character itself..."

The gourmet pondered for a moment before slowly speaking,

“Interesting.”

“Another pleasant surprise.”

"uh-huh."

"It seems that you are not surprised that I am here. Did you guess that I would come?"

"It's just a resonance of psychopaths." Wen Xiaotong said.

"very good."

The gourmet's eyes showed some appreciation.

"Well, I guess you have guessed why I came here. Do you want to try to struggle?"

Wen Xiaotong looked at the man in front of her with a solemn look, who seemed to be sure of victory.

As she expected, the other party showed a strong interest in the deeds of Amanda, who was also an "art creator", the painter she played, and launched an attack after Amanda was arrested, snatching her from the police officers.

Through the other party's performance, Wen Xiaotong also realized that the other party was not aware that he was the actor of Amanda before rushing to the scene.

Micro-expressions don’t lie.

This means that the other party also didn't know that he had agreed to enter this game specifically to stop him because of An Xin and Xiao Lu.

Next, just play the role of a madman.

The next moment, Wen Xiaotong suddenly put her hand on her waist, but the gourmet was faster than her and pointed the gun at her head a moment ago:

"Please go ahead. A sumptuous dinner has already been prepared for you."

Wen Xiaotong reluctantly stretched out her hands from behind her waist:

"Mr. Gourmet, please lead the way."

The next moment, gunshots rang out.

..........

"I'm sorry, but to keep it secret, I can only use tranquilizer bullets to knock you out. I invite you here, Miss Vanessa."

When Wen Xiaotong woke up again, she was already on the top floor of a high-rise building. Under the dim lights, the night view of the entire city appeared in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows. The industrial age brought lights to the city at night. At a glance, the city was dotted with stars, like a galaxy fallen into the earth.

“It’s beautiful, isn’t it?”

Wen Xiaotong was not restricted in her movements, but rather the other party simply did not bother to do so. Across the round table, a man was looking at a roll of newspaper, wearing old-fashioned square-framed glasses, and there were many paper documents waiting to be processed on the table.

"It's just so-so, far worse than District 13 at night," said Wen Xiaotong.

"is it?"

"It's really sad that Mr. Bipson, the mayor of London, is such a devil under his sanctimonious appearance."

"In fact, I am not surprised. In this era where only mediocre people are needed and even textbooks are teaching students how to be mediocre, it is natural that the evil of human nature is infinitely magnified."

"This era has long stopped moving forward. The smog in London is not industrial exhaust gas, but an invisible ghost called waves. Well, what flavor of wine do you like?"