Wanjie Game Hall, I sent Kiana to Silent Hill

Seeing this, Wang Xuanqiao couldn't help but sigh that Dan Heng really lived up to his status as the lowest IQ member of the trio.

As the saying goes, the minimum wisdom depends on Dan Heng, but the amazing wisdom still depends on the performance of Xing.

So what does Xing say?

"Hey! There seems to be a trash can there!" Xing looked around and suddenly ran in one direction.

Her target was a large, trapezoidal trash can. Xing ran over and flung the tightly closed lid open. Suddenly, a flash of golden light appeared... Sorry, there's no such thing.

The lid of the trash can was opened, and naturally a foul smell wafted out. However, Xing did not hide, but pinched her nose and took a look inside.

"There's nothing." Xing put the lid back on.

"It would be strange if there was anything there!" Sanyueqi put his hands in front of his nose and fanned himself vigorously. "This isn't a detective movie set. There's no evidence hidden in the trash can."

"But there's a person hiding in Beloberg's trash can. If you talk to him, you can get some rewards from him." Xing expressed his disagreement with March 7's prejudice against the trash can.

"Back then, it was good to have a place to live in the lower class area!"

"You two, stop for a moment." Dan Heng interrupted the argument between the two funny guys. He waved at them, signaling them to come over quickly.

"Miss Huang Quan discovered the box where the weapons were stored."

——The author has something to say——

Volume 187: : Oh no, Silent Hill has become an entertainment game?

While Sanyueqi and Xing were doing the work, Huang Quan had already found the weapon box.

For her, it was hard not to notice some newer things appearing in this dusty and rusty town.

Huang Quan called Dan Heng to open the box, and Dan Heng called back the two living treasures to collect the weapons. But the four of them gathered around the cardboard box filled with ammunition and firearms, and for a moment they were at a loss as to what to do.

"Why is it such an old-fashioned firearm? I've never used it before, how about you guys?" March 7 picked up a pistol, a classic Colt product. Its slightly heavy feel gave people a sense of security when holding it.

"The principle of accurate shooting should be the same. The ammunition here is unusually abundant, which should be provided by the game to help us get used to firearms."

Dan Heng squatted in front of the box, opened a box of bullets with quick movements, removed the magazine, and began to familiarize himself with the process of loading and unloading the bullets.

Xing didn't touch the bullets, but turned the pistol in her hand, as if she was still thinking about something. Suddenly, she spun the pistol, grabbed the muzzle, and swung it hard into the air behind her.

"No, this is too short." Xing shook her head.

"Then you might as well find an iron rod to use." March Seven complained.

"Want this?"

Huang Quan got back two iron rods from somewhere, and judging from the marks left on them, he must have picked them up from a nearby pile of junk.

Xing threw down the gun and took the iron rod from Huang Quan.

"Great! Galaxy Batman—he's back!" Xing raised his iron bat, looking confident that the outcome was decided. If someone had added special effects, he'd look like he was under a spotlight.

But this special effect Huang Quan really exists.

She thought for a moment, raised her hand, drew a swirling arc with her fingers in the air, and then lightly touched Xing...

A beam of light suddenly shone on Xing from nowhere, giving people the feeling of a superstar coming on stage.

"...Wow." Sanyueqi exclaimed in a surprised tone, "Ms. Huangquan, please don't really join in her mischief."

"No, this is Miss Huang Quan's trust in me!" Xing took the opportunity to pose in the light. "Look at me! I'll help you clear the level with one life!"

"Don't think of clearing the game with one life as a sign of showing off!" Sanyueqi didn't know how to complain.

While the two continued to fool around, Dan Heng had already completed his initial training with firearms. He even prepared a row of spare magazines by himself and quietly loaded them on himself.

Huang Quan suddenly raised his head and looked at the thick fog in the sky.

Suddenly, a shrill alarm wailed from afar, a deep, inky black color instantly saturating the fog like a stream of ink poured down in one breath. The sudden darkness enveloped the silent town, transforming it in an instant.

The dark night should have taken away everyone's vision.

But... at this moment, Xing was illuminated by the light from Huang Quan, which made her particularly conspicuous.

"Wow..." Sanyueqi couldn't help but exclaimed again, "Isn't it possible that even the game is trying to help you show off?"

Xing didn't answer, but just raised his hand and gently adjusted the non-existent top hat.

"No, a lot of weird things have appeared." Huang Quan shook his head and pointed to the entrance of the alley not far away. "They seem to have emerged from the corner out of thin air, and there is a kind of malice in the air."

Dan Heng immediately opened the safety of his pistol.

"It seems that the psychological terror here does not rely entirely on the effect of suggestion." He pointed the gun at the alley entrance that Huang Quan mentioned.

San Yueqi hurriedly picked up the gun, but found that he might as well have picked up an iron rod like Xing.

Just as the four of them were generally prepared, a strange-looking imp slowly staggered out of the alley. Dan Heng narrowed his eyes slightly. Although the light on Xing's body provided some illumination, this focused light tended to highlight someone.

In other words, it actually interferes with normal dark vision.

"Xing, stand a little behind." Dan Heng said to Xing.

Xing had no intention of retreating, but took a step forward.

"Dan Heng. Galaxy Baseball Man, you can't hide behind your companions!" Xing picked up the iron bar and stood at the front of the team.

"Since this light of destiny has chosen me, it is I who should lead you."

Sanyueqi didn't know where to begin his complaints, so he could only watch Xing's performance with a blank stare. Danheng sighed softly and decided to just go with Xing. After all, even if you died in the game, you just didn't get any points.

"Well, guys!" Xing swung his iron rod, "Galaxy Batman, attack!"

She rushed towards the kid, shouting that rules are meant to be broken, and then swung a stick at the kid like a baseball.

Since Xing was still equipped with lighting effects, it naturally illuminated the monster when it got close to him. Dan Heng seized the opportunity at this moment, tightened his grip on the Colt, and pulled the trigger, firing a bullet straight into the face of the little ghost.

Wang Xuanqiao was watching from outside in amusement. He hadn't expected Huang Quan's newly acquired set of skills to be used in this way. Add to that the elite team of four, and it looked like they were really going to turn Silent Hill into a fun game.

It would be great if it could be broadcast live, wouldn’t a bunch of people come over to watch the fun?

However, this was only the first encounter. Silent Hill's core strength wasn't to unleash small monsters like the Screaming Imp everywhere; its ability to awaken fear in those who strayed into the town took time to take effect.

Wang Xuanqiao couldn't help but wonder, who would Silent Hill choose to awaken fear this time? He still remembered the last time he and Kiana entered Silent Hill together, and Silent Hill had singled him out as its target. That wasn't completely useless, but it certainly served as a role model for Kiana.

If Silent Hill picks Huangquan, it might still be a bit tricky for them.

At this moment in Silent Hill, Xing was having so much fun playing baseball that she almost bent the iron rod in her hand.

The Screaming Imps seemed to be frightened by this plague god with special lighting effects. They stopped rushing towards Xing and began to run away. Looking at the history of Silent Hill, it can be said that it was against the will of the gods.

Night comes like the tide and recedes like the tide.

The sky was dimly lit once again, and the fog covered the town as usual.

Xing put down the iron rod, let out a long breath, and rubbed his shoulders. Behind him, Dan Heng returned to the ammunition box and began to replenish the ammunition lost in the battle. Seeing this, San Yue Qi also hurried over and followed Dan Heng's example to arm himself.

Huang Quan walked a few steps deeper into the town, not too far, but stood at the street corner, gazing in three different directions. She observed silently until the three people on the train walked behind her, then she finally spoke.

"There's a rather strong presence in this town, and the source is in that direction."

Huang Quan raised her hand and pointed to the hospital in Silent Hill, although she didn't know it was a hospital.

"His spirit is spreading throughout the town. We can assume we are all under his surveillance. Perhaps if we can defeat him, we can win the game."

Oh no, this is another speedrun. Wang Xuanqiao scratched his head and felt that with the performance of a high-sensitivity player like Huang Quan, Alessa would probably die before she could even use much of her skills.

Four people surrounded and beat up the divine fetus. The scene was so brutal that it made people feel sad.

Fortunately, March 7 raised the question in time.

"But if we just go through like this, wouldn't it be a bit..." she said.

"It's so subtle, like we're here to bully people."

"You're wrong, Sanyue." Xing patted Sanyueqi's shoulder gently. When she looked over, he put his hands on his hips and said with a smile, "We are saving this town!"

"Haha...you make a lot of sense." Sanyueqi laughed awkwardly, "But we haven't even met the residents of this small town."

"We'll see them soon." Huang Quan suddenly raised his hand and pointed forward, "There are living people there, looking towards us."

March 7:?

"Do we want to contact them?" Dan Heng looked in the direction Huang Quan was pointing and asked in a low voice.

"Just take a look." Xing took a look and replied, "What if there's some hidden plot? I'll miss it now."

After a brief discussion, the four people decided to meet the living people in the town.

——The author has something to say——

What kind of people make up the majority of the living people in Silent Hill? All I can say is, ah—those who understand will understand.

Also, a book review popped up today, saying that the game I wrote about Wanjie Game Hall only has Miyou, which is a wolf in sheep's clothing... Originally, I didn't want to reply to this kind of post. After all, I have mentioned this matter before. If it weren't for the fact that he seemed to treat me as someone else, I really didn't want to pay any attention to this kind of "little policeman".

Wanjie, Wanjie, what is Wanjie? Does it have to be a bunch of things with wildly different styles to be called Wanjie? Then I have to mention that Wanjie Tavern book from a certain place. There's also Qin Shi Huang, Marvel Three Kingdoms, Sword and Fairy, Bright Sword, Fights Break Journey, and even Living and Kuang Biao. It's really a riot of variety. Anyway, I gave up after Sewing Kuang Biao.

Again, if you have something you want to see, you can directly tell the author. For example, a book friend mentioned Shinzo, which has been arranged. A book friend mentioned Nyako, although the plot has not been arranged yet, I also remember it, just waiting for an opportunity. For such a "police call", I can only say: respect and blessing.jpg

Volume 188: : What is Psychological Terror?

When a living person sees a living person and their first reaction is to run away, that says a lot.

When the townspeople who were trying to follow them saw the four people, led by Yixing, approaching them, they immediately turned around and ran towards the depths of the fog. But strangely, these people didn't make a single sound, as if their tongues had been cut off.

Seeing this, Xing immediately exchanged glances with Danheng March Seven. Although March Seven looked bewildered, Danheng nodded as expected and began to control his pace.

Huang Quan immediately understood what they meant, and she slowed down her pace, leaving only March Seven still rushing forward.

It was not until he rushed out of the team that March 7th reacted and quickly slowed down and returned.

The four of them trailed far behind the townspeople and ran all the way to the Silent Hill Church.

This religious building standing on a high ground exudes a strange feeling. It looks like it is framed with symbols of traditional theology, but it does not have the solemnity that traditional theology should have. Instead, it has a kind of maddening oppression.

The entire building was dark and gloomy, as if it had been burned by a fire, with fierce flames licking every brick and tile. Especially the four-cornered spire hanging at the highest point of the bell tower, even the bell hanging in the center was pitch black, like the darkness of night.

The townspeople who arrived fled into the church and closed the ancient door.

Xing and his group arrived here shortly after, and everyone exchanged glances with each other again.

"I say, can we just talk directly?" Sanyueqi couldn't hold it in any longer. "It's not like we can't talk."

"It's the atmosphere, March." Xing looked at March Seven with an expression that said 'baby, I'm very disappointed in you' and shook his head.

"Anyway, now we have to prepare--" March 7th didn't say anything at this moment. He just pointed at the door and made a knocking gesture.

Xing shook his head again and patted his thigh at her.

This long, slender thigh was long and well-proportioned, yet also showed signs of fullness in certain places. If a leg like that were to hit someone in the face, it would likely take away several teeth and possibly even a broken nose.

Dan Heng raised his pistol, but took a few steps back. Huang Quan glanced at the iron bar in his hand, swung it twice, and then took a few steps back like Dan Heng. San Yue Qi scurried behind Xing and began to silently recite the gun techniques he had just summarized.

The space ahead was clear, and Xing raised her leg and gestured twice in front of the church door. Then she took a deep breath and kicked the door hard with a side kick.

boom!

The church door bounced open with a loud bang, and the townspeople hiding behind it, holding rope weapons in their hands, were instantly knocked unconscious and unable to react for a while.

"Give up resistance and raise your hands in surrender!" Dan Heng pointed his gun at the townspeople and shouted.

"There's no need to hold back," Wang Xuanqiao warned from outside. "Most of the people here are cultists. Just disable their functions and let them fend for themselves."

Hearing this, the four of them no longer hesitated and stormed the church. The townspeople hiding in the church initially tried to use their numbers to besiege Xing and his group, but when they realized that a single vanguard was enough to defeat everyone, they immediately collapsed and fled.

Xing took the opportunity to capture the woman who was obviously a clergyman.

"Who are you!"

The leader of the church, Dalia, obviously never thought that there would be a day like this, when her lair would be raided by four plague gods who came from nowhere and she would even be captured.

"Listen carefully, I'm the Galaxy Bat Man." Xing was still wearing the lighting effects given by Huang Quan. She was carrying an iron rod and looking down at Dalia who was forced into a corner.

What is Galaxy Batman...an alien?

Dalia didn't know how to understand the meaning of this name.

"And me, I am--" March Seven also came over.

"Galaxy Zhao Camera!" Xing spoke before her.