[MTL, BL] Horror Game Live BUG is Actually Me (Book 1)

Chapter 186 - The classic anchoring link of horror games

Fifteen days have passed since he last entered the game world, and Fu Yan is about to start the game again.

This time, we were using team props with Cen Yi and the others, so we had to go to the transfer station and set off at the same time. This time they went to the transfer station, which attracted more people's attention. A bunch of people with tasks and no tasks came to watch. With so many people looking at the people inside through the barbed wire fence, it's a bit like they are watching rare animals.

At such an important time, Fan Xiangyi did not show up, which further convinced everyone that he was definitely not a player.

But there was nothing interesting to see when entering the game. After the three of them entered, Cen Yi asked, "Are you ready?"

Fu Yan and Cen Yi nodded.

Cen Yi opened the prop, and Fu Yan felt his eyes blur. When he opened his eyes again, his eyes changed.

[Quest 1 of the Land of the Gods

(required): Find the truth about the Land of the Gods.

Task 2 (required): Protect at least one non-player companion.

Mission 3 (optional): Find the truth about the gods. ]

Fu Yan, Cen Yi and Cen Yi checked the tasks, confirmed that they were all the same, and then began to observe their surroundings. It was night, and under the flickering moonlight, they found themselves standing next to a dirt road with an old-fashioned truck on the road. This car was a model that even the Cen siblings thought was too old. It was also muddy and looked like it had traveled a lot of dirty roads.

Beside the car, besides Fu Yan and others, there were two women and three men, all young and middle-aged. They were all wearing clothes similar to suits, and their cleanliness was completely opposite to that of the truck. Even the two young women were wearing small suits and boots, looking simple and energetic. However, at this time and on this stretch of road, no matter how exquisite their clothes were, they could not hide the fatigue on their faces.

Cen Yi looked at the clothes he was wearing, a shirt and trousers; he looked at Fu Yan again, wearing overalls, a shirt and gold-rimmed glasses; Cen Yi was wearing short-heeled leather shoes, trousers and a small vest. He quickly judged the year and whispered: "Mid-twentieth century."

"Most likely." Cen Yi nodded and looked at the truck again, "According to the horror stories, I guess the truck is broken."

As if to confirm his words, a young man wearing some kind of uniform jumped out of the front of the car and said: "There is really no way. The car won't start. It's too dark to see what's wrong. We can only wait until dawn to see again. Look."

"How could this happen?" asked a young woman, "If this happens we will definitely be late for tomorrow's ceremony." "

Yes, can you think of a way?" Another man who looked to be the oldest said, " We are all reporters who have to cover the ceremony. If we fail to catch up with the news, our jobs may be in jeopardy!"

"No way." The man in uniform closed the car door and said simply, "I told you that this car may have problems at any time. , you still have to leave, and now I have no choice. If you still want to leave, then you can repair it."

How could a group of reporters repair a truck?

Even if some of the hidden players know how to fix it, they won't put in the effort, and the game won't easily derail the plot.

So after a group of people stood awkwardly for a few seconds, another girl finally asked: "Then what should we do now? Spend the night here waiting for you to repair the car tomorrow morning?"

"Miss, this is a wild place, and there may be wolves at night. ." The man in uniform looked at her and said, "Rest here. If a wild beast comes at night, will you shoot?"

Everyone remained silent. However, some of the players were interested. The man in uniform said that it meant that there was a gun here, which might be a life-saving prop.

"Okay, I know you can't stand this kind of environment." The man in uniform said, "I just saw a place with a bright fire over there on the mountain road. It should be a village or something." He walked towards the vast fields. Pointing in a certain direction, "Go along this road and there should be a fork in the road. Let's go to that place to stay for one night." "It would

be great if there are villages and towns and telephones!" the girl said, "We can do that. Call the newspaper and ask the car sent by the newspaper to pick us up as soon as possible!"

The man in uniform sneered and said nothing, but even the reporter girl's companions gave up hope. Someone whispered: "In a village like this, there is no electricity. , let alone a phone..."

But no matter what, everyone carried their luggage and marched under the moonlight under the leadership of the men in uniform.

Fu Yan took the opportunity to look through his luggage. There were only a few pens, two notebooks, a simple change of clothes, keys, etc., and not even a camera. It seemed that the person whose turn it was was just a relatively junior reporter. Cen Yi stood by to help him guard against missing anything in the dark, and whispered: "I only have daily necessities in the box. Is there anything special about you?"

Fu Yan said: "Not as many props as mine."

"That's right, who has it? Do you have many props?" Cen Yi said, "That driver may be a soldier... I saw a gun on his waist, and he just took another one and bullets." "

It's not strange to have guns these days." Fu Yan said lowly The voice said, "But bringing a gun into the village..."

"I understand, in horror stories, this means that he will definitely shoot in the village later. I mean, we have to get a gun if necessary." Cen Yi replied, "Should we determine the target of protection in advance?"

Fu Yan replied, "Let's see again."

"Okay."

They communicated briefly, and Cen Yi added a few words from time to time, but the others did not. I feel strange. The unfamiliar darkness made these gentle reporters nervous, and they kept communicating. Cen Yi's eyes swept over the others from time to time, silently calculating how many players there were among them.

After Fu Yan's "Absolute Time" clock counted forty minutes, everyone finally saw the village.

In other words, I saw a torch burning under the tree at the entrance of the village.

This torch is very strange. It is inserted into the ground and has a glass cover on top. The top of the glass cover was empty, and the surrounding area was extremely dirty with kerosene, which blocked most of the firelight. Therefore, when everyone got closer, they discovered that there was a torch. Not far behind the torch, you can already see the dark shadow of the village under the moonlight, mixed with a few firelights. Everyone's spirits were shaken: "We're finally here!"

For the reporters, the long journey and night walking made them physically exhausted, so they were naturally very happy. Fortunately for Fu Yan and others, they were mentally prepared and had better physical strength than the reporters, so they started to be cautious after seeing the village.

As an aside, although Fu Yan only trained for more than ten days, the results seemed to be pretty good. At least the forty minutes of walking didn't make him feel bad psychologically.

As everyone walked past the torch, the torch suddenly became bigger with a bang, and sparks almost splashed onto a girl. She immediately screamed and ran away: "What is it!"

"...It's dripping oil." Another reporter, who was more daring, observed carefully and said, "Look, there is a dead crow hanging on this tree. , the heat of the torch will steam up, and its oil will drip down, adding heat to the torch." "

Why would you set up a torch in a place like this at night? Aren't you afraid of fire?" The girl calmed down a little and looked at it. Something scared him, "And there's a crow's body hanging there. It's so disgusting..." "

Maybe it's some local folk custom. We want to stay at someone else's place, so it's better not to be too offended." The oldest male reporter He said, "Let's go."

A group of nine people finally entered the village. After entering, I saw that several houses were still lit with lights, and weak candlelight shone through the windows. It's just that there is no one outside at all. I don't know if it's because everyone in the village went to bed early.

Because there were many people staying overnight, they chose a house that seemed to have a larger yard and knocked on the door.

The dog in the yard barked immediately, and soon after, the wooden door creaked open. A man who looked to be in his fifties stood at the door with a serious and inquiring expression: "Who are you? What are you doing here?"

"We are reporters from XX newspaper. We wanted to go to City A to cover the ceremony, but our car was outside the village. There was a breakdown on the highway." The elderly reporter came forward and said, "I wonder if I can stay here for one night? We can pay for it."

The man asked: "Are you reporters? How many people are there in total?"

"Including the driver, Nine in total."

"When will we leave?"

"At dawn tomorrow, our driver will go find a way to repair the car. It would be better if you can help, or if there is a phone number in the village to call us for help." "

There is no phone number , there is no one in our village who knows that craft." The man thought for a while and asked, "How much can you pay?"

The reporters looked at each other for a while, and the leading reporter said: "Five yuan per person? Could you please help me make a simple meal?" Dinner."

The soldier said, "It's so expensive, so I might as well go back and sleep in the car!"

The reporters were worried that he would repair the car and run away, so they said, "We'll share it with you."

The soldier didn't say anything. .

Perhaps the money was really expensive for the villagers. The man who headed the household thought for a while and said, "If you leave tomorrow morning, you can stay. We have other things to do tomorrow and have no time to pay attention to you foreigners." . But there are too many of you, and my family can't accommodate them. I am Liu, the village elder of Shengxi Village. I can help you find another place to stay. I will take half of you there."

Fu Yan and others looked at each other.

They have to separate and keep an eye on these NPCs. Otherwise, they will be completely destroyed if they split up and destroy one side.

Cen Yi is a woman. In theory, it is better to stay with the other two girls, so she said directly: "I am with those girls."

Cen Yi said: "Should I stay too?"

"The village chief's family may not be so easy to inquire about. News." Cen Yi thought about it. She believed that the village chief probably knew the most, but he was definitely the most defensive. At least in the early stages, the village chief line is not so easy to open.

So she said: "You should leave first and see what you can gain. This is only the first night and what the village chief said has not started yet, so it shouldn't be that dangerous." Cen Yi nodded: "Pay attention to safety

."

The elder's wife, son, and daughter-in-law came to greet the guests soon. The three girls, the leading reporter, and the soldier who drove the car, a total of five people, stayed at the village elder's house. The other two people, Fu Yan and Cen, who were unexpectedly joined by the village chief, turned right and entered another house.

This family's surname is Sun, and they are a family of four: an old couple and a teenage brother and sister. These four people are all capable of fighting. It is not clear who will win between the rural women and the urban reporters. Therefore, it was not too dangerous for the village chief to bring four men to his home.

What's more, after the village chief came in, he asked Old Sun to mutter something. Fu Yan guessed that the village chief "subcontracted" the accommodation, so he probably gave it to Old Sun in front of the house, but it was certainly not as much as five yuan per person.

The village chief left quickly after giving instructions to the Sun family, and the Sun family began to greet the four guests. The old woman and the little girl went to the kitchen to make noodles for the guests, and the old sun and the young sun took the four people to see where they would rest tonight.

There were two utility rooms, with the middle door separated by only half a curtain. The house was dusty, clutter was scattered around, and there was no bed. Lao Sun and his son spread out straw for the guests, and prepared to bring two quilts to spread them out. This was considered a simple bed. The two reporters were a little disgusted, but there was really no better conditions in the village, so they had to make do.

Fu Yan saw a table placed in the corner of the utility room. The table was clean and there were incense burners and candles placed on it. The object of the offering is not like some common gods, land or tablets in this era, nor is it a great immortal with its own local characteristics, but... a statue of a goddess.

It should be a wooden goddess statue, but it is exquisitely crafted and lifelike. The most amazing thing is that it can actually use the angle of the wood carving to depict the face of the goddess under the tulle or soft silk. Fu Yan felt that the workmanship and the appearance of the goddess were somewhat inconsistent with this era. He couldn't help but get closer, wanting to take a closer look at the wooden statue.

"What are you doing?!"