Chapter 2 [It’s broken, I’ve become a clown! 】
He Sheng looked at the pig head, feeling a little dazed.
"The kindness of the abyss?"
If he remembered correctly, these five words came from one of the most popular VR games in the world before time travel. The main storyline is for players to team up to play dungeons and clear mysterious and strange worlds one after another.
Many players make fun of [The Kindness of the Abyss] every day, causing the five words to break the circle and become a famous meme in the gaming industry. It is difficult not to know.
As for him, he has never played it. When he was watching short videos, he saw many game anchors’ slicing and clearance strategies. It's a pity that I haven't seen it from beginning to end at any time, only the most basic understanding.
“.”
If I had known, the golden finger that traveled through time was a copy of the game Abyss. I should have studied with my mobile phone 24 hours a day, even if I didn’t eat!
“By the way, why don’t I have a property panel?”
Is it possible that there is a delay?
"No matter, let's go in and take a look first before talking about anything else."
As for the dungeon, it doesn't matter whether there is any danger to life.
Whether there is or not, his current living environment does not allow for the slightest hesitation.
Yes, die.
No chance of survival!
No, no, no, not just survive, but even thrive.
Making up his mind, he touched the door with both hands and pushed hard.
With a clicking sound like a gear running, he stepped into the endless dark shadow inside the door.
The next second, the feeling of weightlessness and falling arises spontaneously.
The faster you come, the faster you go.
[The mission begins, I wish you a happy game. 】
In my ears, there was a whisper like a succubus.
He Sheng opened his eyes, and in the afterglow of the sun, a small town that looked extremely dilapidated came into view.
The houses on both sides of the street seem to have been abandoned for a long time. There is no prosperity and vitality as imagined, only desolation and silence. The fiery red sunset reflected on the empty street, turning it into a dark red, like blood.
A few birds and insects could be heard in the distance from time to time, but there was no human voice at all, making it look particularly desolate.
He lowered his head and found that the clothes he was wearing were still the same tattered linen shirt.
"Real body, it seems I have to be more careful."
A gust of cold wind blew by, making him shiver involuntarily.
For some reason, I always feel that there is a cold atmosphere shrouding the whole town. Coupled with the blood-red streets paved in the afterglow of the setting sun, it gives people an inexplicable fear. There seems to be something unspeakable lurking in the town.
【You are now playing a detective. Because of the mayor, the townspeople are willing to provide you with some help. 】
A line of information appeared in front of my eyes out of thin air.
“.”
He looked around the town again, feeling a populist feeling in his heart that he could not express.
Gamemaster, look for yourself, where are the townspeople!
[The first missing person in the town is vegetable seller Liu. You may be able to search his home, or directly ask his wife and relatives to get more clues. 】
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Silence, silence, silence, deafening silence.
If there is anyone on the street, he can make inquiries. With his identity as a detective personally invited by the mayor, no one will refuse to answer. Maybe there will be enthusiastic townspeople who will lead him to the vegetable seller Liu's house.
But, there is no one!
“It’s hard to find a golden finger, but it’s still a defective product.”
He finally figured it out. It seemed that he only had the copy frame of the Abyss game, NPCs and panels, but nothing.
"Forget it, it's good to have one. What kind of motorcycle do you want? I don't believe it. Without Zhang Butcher, I have to eat pork with hair on it."
The big deal is to search from house to house.
Immediately, he turned around and walked towards the nearest house, his steps staggering.
He walked to the door in a few steps, reached out and pushed open the door, and his eyes suddenly lit up.
The inside of the house was completely different from the shabby appearance outside. It was clean inside. After searching around, no trace of anyone was found. In addition, there are several pieces of bacon hanging on the beams and polished rice in the rice vat. I guess it's because of the game's dungeon world, otherwise where would such a sumptuous meal come from.
"There is no perfect path for man."
After saying this, he didn't care about the sweat on his head, and quickly got busy, lighting the fire and cooking.
Exposed traces?
It doesn't matter, even if he dies, he must be a satiated ghost with a hungry stomach, and he is not allowed to have too many worries.
Besides, in the game copy world, he is 99% sure that he can be resurrected even if he dies. Otherwise, it is against the rules.
If the player character dies and his account is banned, who will still play?
Furthermore, in this current state, if you don’t eat enough. If he really stumbles upon the mastermind of the townspeople's disappearance, he probably won't have the strength to resist at all, and he'll be like a courier delivered to his doorstep, being opened at will.
After a while, a sumptuous dinner was put on the table.
In ten minutes, a pot of rice and a piece of bacon were devoured. Sitting on the chair, experiencing the long-lost feeling of fullness, it makes people feel happy and want to cry.
"Comfortable."
"If nothing else, this meal alone is worth the next trip to the dungeon."
Out in Qinghe Town, thinking Want to eat steamed buns made of fine noodles and a plate of bacon. It would have to be someone in charge of the medicine hall, caravan, blacksmith, fish stall, etc. in the town.
For those below the management level, it is enough to fill their stomachs. Even the hunters who went up to the mountains to hunt could only have a meal of polished rice, noodles and meat once in a while.
If there is heavy snow and the mountains are closed, there will be fewer prey.
Haha, it’s not like there are no hunters who starve to death.
"Tap tap tap tap tap"
Footsteps sounded outside the house.
He Sheng suddenly stood up, picked up the kitchen knife that had been on the table, and stepped backwards. He opened the back window early before cooking. It only took three steps to reach it. When the time came, he just opened it and left directly.
Hehe, you are as smart as me.
Having had enough food and wine, he is somewhat confident. If he can’t beat me, he can’t run away?
The next second, just as he was approaching the window and before he could get out, there was a loud bang and the wooden door shattered.
Among the flying sawdust, a man with a height of two and a half meters and a round waist appeared. The other person was wearing an apron made of some unknown leather, and the apron was covered in black scabs.
He holds an iron hook in his left hand and an exaggerated machete in his right hand. Then he lowered his head and looked at the exquisite and small kitchen knife in his hand.
It's broken, I've become a clown.
What is even more shocking is that the uninvited guest clearly has a human body, but has a huge pig head with a mouth full of fangs on its neck.
The pig head's eyes glowed with blood-red light, making people shudder.
It maintained the posture of raising its right foot and kicking the door. It was obvious that the shattered door was broken by one kick.
He Sheng felt his mouth go dry. He had touched that thing before. It was made of unknown wood. Its hardness and weight were no less than the steel doors in the modern world.
The result, a kick!
Just a kick to pieces.
Don’t mention it before eating, even if you have eaten and drank enough, you still can’t do it.
Run!
In the flash of lightning, he was about to turn around and climb through the window.
The next second, the whole person suddenly felt a huge pressure coming on, instantly making him stand still, motionless.
Immediately afterwards, Pig Tou strode forward. The distance that an ordinary person could reach in seven or eight steps could be covered in three steps.
Then, in his frightened eyes, he raised a huge machete.
"Pfft——"
As the world spun, a headless body with several meters of blood spurting out of its cavity suddenly fell to the ground.
Before he died, there was only one sentence in his mind.
“It looks so familiar!”
(End of this chapter)