Wanjie Game Hall, I sent Kiana to Silent Hill

Walnut made a playful expression and nodded vigorously.

At this time, the tightly closed elevator door finally opened.

Volume 005: : This is how games are meant to be fun

Perhaps from the perspective of a utilitarian, Walnut is just causing trouble by doing this.

She could have enjoyed the convenience of low sensory feedback, easily making her way through the fire and laying a solid foundation for victory. But instead, she adjusted her low sensory feedback back, even maxing it out like Wang Xuanqiao.

As expected, Hu Tao, whose sensory feedback had been restored, suffered the same debuffs as Wang Xuanqiao, succumbing to the harsh environment of the fire. The situation, which had been relatively stable, suddenly became difficult.

But Wang Xuanqiao didn't think it was a big deal. If Hu Tao's actions were to be blamed for causing trouble, then his own failure to promptly recall sensory feedback was equally problematic. So, not only did Wang Xuanqiao not want to blame Hu Tao, he was even a little touched. He hadn't expected this girl to choose to bear the same burden as him.

Not bad! Very charming!

Playing games is fun only when you find this kind of partner.

"If you pass this level successfully, I'll treat you to milk tea!" Wang Xuanqiao wiped his face, and after wiping off the sweat, it felt even more painful.

"Then I'm looking forward to it." Hu Tao's breathing became a little heavy, but she still forced a smile.

The two men maintained their original formation, exiting the elevator one after the other. Raging fires were blazing all around them, and the wailing of various furnishings as they were licked by the flames was incessant.

Wang Xuanqiao slowed down his breathing as much as possible to avoid inhaling more smoke into his lungs, while also searching the ground for the big gun that should have been lying there.

It was a silenced submachine gun, small and lacking the game's signature blue marker, making it a bit hard to find in the thick smoke. Wang Xuanqiao finally spotted it, but it felt incredibly hot when he touched it, so he gritted his teeth and took it.

However, compared to the game's forced two-handed gun-holding system, you can now hold a pistol in one hand and a stick in the other, which increases efficiency.

It's easy to encounter a horde of zombies at a fire scene, given the constant ringing of a fire alarm. After Wang Xuanqiao retrieved his gun, he and Hu Tao ran as fast as they could, not wanting to be dragged into the fire by the horde of zombies.

The thick smoke not only obstructed their vision but also continued to damage their hearts and lungs. Not only Hu Tao, but even Wang Xuanqiao had lost the courage he had upstairs. After only dealing with a few zombies that leaped out of the flames, he felt so sick that he wanted to vomit.

The sweat had barely seeped from his face when it was dried by the heat, leaving behind impurities that clung to his face, causing immense pain. Wang Xuanqiao even felt his vision blurring, and he nearly took the wrong path.

During this pause, Walnut, who was following behind, bumped into him directly, and the two of them almost fell to the ground together.

"Hoo--Manager..."

"What's wrong? Ahem—"

"It's not easy to drink your milk tea." Walnut blinked hard, as if trying to regain her vision.

"Ha... do you regret it?" Wang Xuanqiao shot and killed the zombie rushing out from the front.

"Oh? It seems like nothing." Walnut turned the fire axe upside down and hit the zombie's chest with the long handle, causing it to stagger and fall into the fire, and soon it was like a burning corpse.

"Then let's fight! Keep charging!" Wang Xuanqiao exhaled sharply, and once again gathered up his strength to sprint outwards.

Although Wang Xuanqiao sounded impressive when he spoke, he looked truly miserable as he ran and coughed violently. Hu Tao wasn't much better, practically pinching her throat to stop the cough.

"Cough cough cough-"

"Cough-cough-"

"Cough cough cough-"

"Cough-cough-"

The two people seemed to be playing a coughing game, one after another, making the scene never dull and warming up the entire fire scene.

“Ahem…”

Wang Xuanqiao slammed on his bike; an uninvited guest had interrupted their coughing duet!

Damn, here comes the smoker!

There were shadows in the firelight. A tall and thin figure like a bamboo pole was hiding in the blazing fire, constantly coughing as if he was suffocating.

It seems like spawning Smokers at a fire scene is standard practice, Wang Xuanqiao complained inwardly.

The Smoker seemed unable to withstand the scorching flames. Without hesitation, his mutated trachea shot out from the flames, heading straight for Walnut. Wang Xuanqiao quickly raised his gun and shot the Smoker down with a single bullet, causing the trachea, which had lost its main body, to fall helplessly.

Now that the smoker has been cleared, the exit should be reached.

A clear, smoke-free area finally appeared in Wang Xuanqiao's blurry vision. Just one more aisle was needed to reach the exit. Wang Xuanqiao perked up and turned to look at Hu Tao, only to find her steps had become unsteady. Without further ado, he reached out and grasped Hu Tao's hand.

"Manager..." Hu Tao slowly raised her head and glanced at Wang Xuanqiao.

"The exit is right in front of us." Wang Xuanqiao pulled Hu Tao to his side. "We'll leave a save file in the safe house. Let's go have some milk tea."

"Hey... Manager, what does milk tea taste like?"

"? You can't say that! Go out and try it yourself later." Wang Xuanqiao vaguely remembered hearing something like this before, but he couldn't remember who said it. It basically meant that the original owner was finished.

There couldn't possibly be a special agent ambushing us at the exit, could it? Wang Xuanqiao was wary.

After dispatching the last few zombies roasting on the fire with a baseball bat, Wang Xuanqiao dragged Hu Tao out of the fire. Although the temperature had not yet subsided, the dense smoke had largely cleared, and the air had become much milder.

The door leading out of this space was open, and bright, soft natural light filtered through the angled gap facing the two of them. For someone who had experienced being surrounded by fire, this scene was truly familiar.

Wang Xuanqiao couldn't help but grin, and he led Hu Tao to speed up his pace.

Just as one foot was about to step out of the door frame, Wang Xuanqiao suddenly heard a high-pitched roar. However, he was already prepared, and with a small movement, he retracted his body and took two steps back.

I saw a rather burly black shadow suddenly crash into the door frame and hit the wall with a bang.

If Wang Xuanqiao had not dodged first, he would be the one on the wall now.

I was nearly killed by this metaphysics, but luckily I'm a cut above the rest. Wang Xuanqiao raised his eyebrows, let go of Hu Tao's hand, and rushed forward with the bat in hand.

Without charging, the bullfighter from Left 4 Dead was essentially just a large zombie, posing no threat. Wang Xuanqiao dodged its punches with his agility, then cracked its skull with a baseball bat, sending brains scattering across the floor.

蔡！

Wang Xuanqiao put away the baseball bat and turned to look for Hu Tao.

Although they had already left the fire scene, Hu Tao seemed to be still not recovered. I guess it was because he inhaled too much smoke into his lungs.

It didn't matter, as long as I could keep going. The rest of the road led straight to the safe house, so if I didn't delay, it would be a smooth journey.

Wang Xuanqiao took Hu Tao's hand again and strode out the door. The well-lit hall was deserted, and not a single zombie was visible. They must have been taken to the fire scene.

The bright red iron door of the safe house stood at the end of the long hallway. The open door seemed to be waving at Wang Xuanqiao, asking him what he was waiting for.

Cleared the level! Wang Xuanqiao almost wanted to sprint straight ahead, hugging Hu Tao.

Until a tall 'wall' fell from the sky and landed in front of him...

That's a tank!?

The most powerful monster in The Walking Dead, who can overturn a car or tank with just one punch, roars towards Wang Xuanqiao!

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Volume 006: : Most likely going to be tanked

Wang Xuanqiao suddenly remembered a sentence about the road to survival.

"When you suddenly find an area going quiet, it's probably time for a tank attack."

This was true, but because many map creators favored deploying tanks in specific areas, traditional wild tanks had lost much of their memory. Wang Xuanqiao was no exception; it was more accurate to say he hadn't anticipated such great luck.

It seems that the bull just now was just an accident, and this tank is the dump truck that was summoned.

Without a Molotov cocktail, Wang Xuanqiao wasn't sure how to kill the small, hill-like monster before him. His submachine gun wouldn't be effective due to its limited ammunition supply, and a blunt instrument like a baseball bat wouldn't be effective against a tank unless it hit the head.

Tsk, there's nothing we can do about it.

Let’s start the show!

Wang Xuanqiao swung the baseball bat, leaving Hu Tao alone to face the tank.

It is said that those who can mutate into tanks are all masters of physical training. It is as if they have accumulated too much protein that they have not had time to digest during their lifetime. Once they are infected and become zombies, they burst out in one breath, which can be regarded as a leap in the world of physical fitness.

But these people usually have one characteristic: they don’t practice fighting.

In other words, the tanks mutated from these people would likely be able to fight only on instinct. If their skills were sharp enough, they could make up for the physical differences.

Tsk tsk, he's pretty down and out right now. Wang Xuanqiao couldn't help but think.

If I hadn't worn 'Clark's glasses' when entering the game, would I have been torn to pieces by the tank driver right now?

However, playing a mowing game like Left 4 Dead with cheats was pointless. It was like actively bombing a fish pond, and Wang Xuanqiao didn't want to lose his reputation.

The tank, with its weak lower body, rushed towards them in a gorilla-like posture. Wang Xuanqiao raised his gun and fired, and even in the midst of the run, the bullet still accurately hit the tank's head.

But the thick-skinned Tank was not like ordinary zombies who died instantly after being hit in the head. He just felt the pain and then raised a hand as big as a truck wheel to block his face.

This is exactly the effect Wang Xuanqiao wants!

As he ran, he took a deep breath and suddenly lowered his center of gravity, just like a forward on the court performing a low sliding tackle, straight into the middle of the tank's legs.

Just as the tank slid past, Wang Xuanqiao swung the stick upwards and hit it hard!

Let me check whether you are fully developed!

With a muffled bang, Wang Xuanqiao, who had successfully dodged, saw the tank seem to bounce up from its original position...

Then the tank let out a long roar.

Oh no, it seems it's not fully developed. Wang Xuanqiao quickly stood up from the floor. As expected, this had successfully angered Tank. As long as no one fired a Molotov cocktail at it, it might be a fight to the death with Wang Xuanqiao.

This was exactly what Wang Xuanqiao wanted. Otherwise, if Tank went looking for Hu Tao, things would have become quite tricky.

"Come on! Muscle gorilla." Wang Xuanqiao hooked the baseball bat towards Tank.

Tank turned around, his face, which seemed to be deep in the flesh between his shoulders, turned red as if it had been roasted by fire, and the veins on his forehead bulged as if they were about to burst at any moment.

"No way, it's already red-hot?" Wang Xuanqiao chuckled, raised his gun and fired two more shots, but unfortunately the damage to the tank seemed not as good as a shot to the crotch.

Tank roared towards him again, but this time Wang Xuanqiao didn't meet him head-on. He hopped slightly from side to side, and when Tank raised his hand to deliver a punch, he brought his feet together and leaped upward.

A huge fist wrapped in strong wind came straight at him. Wang Xuanqiao, who was in mid-air, stepped on the back of Tank's hand, just like a dragonfly flying over the water, lightly touched it, and then flapped its wings and flew away again.

With a double jump, Wang Xuanqiao landed squarely on top of Tank. Without hesitation, he took advantage of the moment when Tank's head, completely out of proportion to its body, instinctively tilted upwards. He then raised his gun and pulled the trigger, emptying the ammunition before striking Tank squarely in the face with his club!

Suddenly, a shrill howl was heard, and then the huge monster fell down with a loud bang!

Wang Xuanqiao, who had jumped off the tank first, casually threw his empty submachine gun at the tank. If he hadn't wanted to keep his hand steady, he would have thrown the bat along with it, clapping his hands like dust and leaving behind a few trash words.

That's called showing off.

However, this baseball bat is quite strong. In the hard-core context where secondary weapons such as pistols do not even have bullets, it has become another kind of "hard-core".

So, Hu Tao, have you seen Brother Xuanqiao?

I bet you could see it! Wang Xuanqiao jumped over the body of Tank, walked over to the still dazed Hu Tao, and dragged her into the safe house.

The iron gate closed firmly, and the traditional "Searching for War Criminals" section of Left 4 Dead began as planned. However, since it was just a small section, Wang Xuanqiao didn't bother to watch it. He glanced at it briefly, said hello to Hu Tao, and exited the game.

The moment he took off his gaming helmet, the lingering discomfort from the fire vanished completely. Wang Xuanqiao subconsciously took a deep breath, the cool air from the central air conditioning, mixed with the air-purifying aroma, seeping into his nostrils. He felt so comfortable that he couldn't help but lean back even deeper into the soft chair.

Walnut did the same, and even let out a long, unpresentable groan.

"It's so frustrating! I didn't expect to be speechless by the end." She even cleared her throat. "Luckily it's just a game. Otherwise, this dark doggerel poet from this alley would have to retire. I can't write poetry and recite it. Oh, how terrible!"

"Do you feel like your soul is temporarily stuffed into another body?" Wang Xuanqiao suddenly asked.

"Hmm? Manager, since you ask this, does that mean it's really the case?" Walnut put down his gaming helmet and leaned over from his seat.

"That's not the case. I'm not entirely sure about the technology used in this gaming helmet, but if my soul were truly being extracted, I'd feel it immediately." Wang Xuanqiao looked at Hu Tao and smiled faintly. "Let's go. I'll buy you some milk tea."

As for the milk tea, it was, of course, the Asxim milk tea from the freezer. Wang Xuanqiao wasn't planning on trying to lead Hu Tao, the visitor from the Myriad Worlds, outside the shop. Firstly, he wasn't sure what was going on outside, and secondly, he didn't know where the milk tea shop was.

It wouldn't be appropriate to look for it outside with Walnut while enduring the scorching sun, right?

Even if he wanted to order takeout, he didn't have a phone with him right now. Wang Xuanqiao planned to wait for Hu Tao to return, then go out to the store on his own and get his computer and phone ready.

Anyway, the taste of Asmi milk tea is very authentic, it just lacks those miscellaneous small ingredients compared to those sold outside.

Wang Xuanqiao even poured out the milk tea and put it into a glass on the counter. He waited until the surface of the cup frosted before handing it to Hu Tao. The sense of ritual of drinking milk tea was very sufficient.

Kurumi took a sip and pursed his lips slightly.

"Hmm... this is milk tea. It's much sweeter than I expected, with the fresh fragrance of tea, the richness of milk, and finally the sweetness to balance out the bitterness of the tea. It's not a bad drink, but it's a pity that it's iced, which completely fails to maximize the value of the tea and milk."

Hearing this, Wang Xuanqiao suddenly understood.

It turns out this girl doesn't like cold drinks. No wonder she didn't take the iced Coke that was just offered to her and left it on the counter.

"Then this milk tea won't count for now." Wang Xuanqiao smiled. "Next time, I'll prepare some tea leaves and fresh milk and make a pot of Wang's fresh milk tea for you to try."

"Hmm! That's wonderful!" Walnut stood up and said, "Since the store manager is so interested, I still owe you two poems, so why not..."