Wilderness Redemption Tour

"Beep."

"Who is this? Sending messages so early in the morning. How can I sleep? I should have turned it to silent mode." Lin Yan complained as he reached out from the warm quilt and picked up the phone that was charging beside the pillow.

[SuDa Express] Please go to Sunshine Home Station with the pickup code 3-2-2022 to pick up the package with the last digit of the waybill number 2210.

After seeing the content of the text message, the sleepy Lin Yan instantly perked up and sat up directly from the bed.

The second-hand game console I bought has been delivered!

At this time, he didn't care about the cold air in the room, and couldn't wait to get out of the warm bed and hurriedly put on the clothes he had thrown on the bed. After quickly putting on his clothes, Lin Yan didn't bother to wash his face, and directly picked up the coat hanging by the door and rushed out.

When the sound of a door closing was heard behind him, Lin Yan had already run down half a floor.

Panting, Lin Yan ran to the community post station and calmed down his somewhat rapid breathing. "Pick up the express, 3-2-2022." Lin Yan reported the pickup code to the administrator. After waiting for a while, the post station administrator handed a cardboard box to Lin Yan.

"Thank you!" Lin Yan thanked him and took the cardboard box back home with excitement.

Finding a paper cutter from the drawer of the shoe cabinet at the door, Lin Yan tremblingly opened the box and took out a game console of an outdated model.

"Phew, apart from being a bit old, it's still in complete condition. Now I just have to see if it can be used." After carefully inspecting the game console in his hand, Lin Yan connected the game console to the TV in the living room which he had bought a few years ago.

"Alas, everyone else is a rich second generation or an official second generation, but why am I a poor second generation? No, I'm not even a poor second generation. At least they still have parents. My cheap parents bought this second-hand one-bedroom apartment a few years ago, but they passed away after living in it for only a few days. They didn't even leave me any decent inheritance. I have to work hard for everything by myself. It's really hard to be a person in this era!" Lin Yan muttered while installing the equipment, as if he was venting his resentment, but his eyes gradually turned red as he spoke.

Wiping the snot that was about to flow to his mouth with his sleeve, Lin Yan continued to talk to himself: "It was an old game console from several years ago, and the seller was still selling it at such a high price. If I hadn't used my eloquence to trick her into secretly giving me her boyfriend's recently completed game "Red Dead Redemption 2", I would have suffered a huge loss." Looking at the almost brand new game disc in his hand, Lin Yan showed a smug expression. "Hehe! Not only did I not lose money this time, I even made a little money."

Plug in the game console, turn on the TV, and start the game console. As the lights on the machine light up, the sound of the hardware inside the machine starts to sound. After tuning the TV to the correct channel, the game console startup screen appears on the TV.

"Good, good, it starts up normally. Hey, is this her boyfriend's account? He hasn't logged out yet. Wow, there are so many games under the account. Now I have something to play. Oh, that's strange. Didn't she say that she hasn't used this game console for a long time? How come the newly released 'Wild Redemption 2' is also in it?" As he spoke, Lin Yan operated the handle to enter the game interface of this game.

"You don't even need to insert a disc? Did her boyfriend secretly buy a digital version with this game console? Never mind, I don't want to think about it anymore. This is better. I'll sell the disc at the seafood market later. This way I can get half of my money back. This deal is really worth it."

Lin Yan held the handle and waited for a long time, but not only did the game interface not appear, the game console also made strange "click, click" sounds.

"Damn, this is impossible. I just thought I made a lot of money, but now I am going to be wronged." Lin Yan stood up from the old sofa in the living room and walked to the game console. He lowered his head to listen to the sound. The machine was still making a clicking sound, and the frequency seemed to be getting faster and faster.

Just when Lin Yan suspected that the machine was broken and wanted to forcibly unplug the power behind it, the game console suddenly made a "bang" sound. Lin Yan, who got closer, only felt a flash of black light in front of his eyes. When his eyes saw the light again, he found himself in a house built of tents.

"Oh my god! Where is this? Why are there so many people? Wasn't I at home just now? How come I'm here the moment I opened my eyes?" The environment he was in changed instantly. Lin Yan was shocked and looked at the scene in front of him carefully.

Judging from the wooden stakes at the four corners and the occasional shaking, it was indeed a tent covering everyone's heads. What were these people doing? Were they watching slides? Lin Yan looked at the image projected on the screen by the machine in front of him and wondered.

"Hey, why don't you talk? We didn't pay to come in just to see these paintings. Where is the sound? Without sound, how can we know what the painting represents?" At this time, a bearded man in work clothes, smoking a pipe and sitting in the front row turned around and shouted to Lin Yan who was standing next to the projector.

Lin Yan turned his head and looked around. After finding that he was the only one standing on the platform, he pointed at himself and said in a questioning tone: "Are you talking to me?"

"Of course it's you! Oh, my God, is there something wrong with you! Damn it, why have I been so unlucky these days? I came to the circus to see something new and relax, but this damn assistant forgot the lines! Manager! Where's the circus manager! I want a refund!" The man in work clothes was furious when he saw Lin Yan's innocent look, and he yelled at the circus manager to refund the ticket.

When he shouted, the other audience members also followed suit. The noisy voice attracted the manager of the circus, a middle-aged man with a mustache and a suit. "Jamie, what's going on?" The man looked up at Lin Yan on the podium after entering the tent and asked anxiously.

"I...I..." Lin Yan had no idea what was going on, let alone explain it to the manager.

"Are you the manager of the circus?" The pipe-smoking man in overalls who spoke first walked from the front row to the back row, pointed at Lin Yan on the podium, and complained to the manager: "I came here for the talking movie that your sign said, but this guy stopped talking after explaining the first picture. Is this how you run your circus? Valentine has been to many circuses, and this is the worst one I've ever visited! I tell you, you're finished, and there won't be another customer coming!" After the man finished speaking, he pushed away the manager who was blocking his way and walked out of the tent angrily.

The manager staggered and stepped back a few steps, almost falling. Then he saw that the other audience members, led by the man in work clothes, also stood up and left the tent. The manager tried to stop the crowd from leaving, but they were all angrily thrown away. After everyone left, he sat dejectedly on the last row of seats, scratched his sleek hair, and shouted angrily: "Jamie, damn it! What the hell is going on?"

Looking at the angry manager, Lin Yan was at a loss. After hesitating for a while, he stammered, "I...I forgot the words."

"What?" The manager yelled after hearing Lin Yan's answer, "Did I ever tell you to memorize the lines? Huh? Damn it! Our circus's reputation in Valentine is ruined, and this is only our first day here! First day!"

Lin Yan knew that it was because of his inexplicable time travel that he messed up his boss's business. When he saw the furious manager, he didn't know what to say for a moment.

While accompanying other people in the circus to pack up the tents and the items inside them, Lin Yan finally found out who he was and where he was from others.

The person he was playing now, or rather, the person he had traveled through time to replace, was a circus film commentator named Jamie Custer. He had just been at the circus for two weeks, and this was his first time explaining a film, so his forgetfulness of the lines today did not arouse suspicion among the crowd. As for where this was? The circus people also told him with puzzled eyes. This was a small livestock town called Valentine in Texas, in the western part of the United States.

Country M...Texas...Valentine...Isn't this one of the towns in "Red Dead Redemption 2"? I actually traveled to the game! Lin Yan looked at the wooden houses in front of him, the muddy ground after the rain, and smelled the smell of horse manure in the air. For a moment, he felt like crying but couldn't. Why didn't he possess the protagonist or the protagonist group? Even if he couldn't experience the plot of the game, it would be fine to possess a big shot. At worst, it wouldn't be impossible to appear in the city. But why did he become a small person who no one knew and was bullied as soon as he arrived?

Why is his life so miserable? Although he owns a house in real life, it is old and dilapidated. He can neither rent it out nor generate income. No girl would be interested in him because he has no car, no savings, and is not handsome. When he traveled through time inexplicably, he saw that the protagonists of other novels were either from prominent families or extremely wealthy, and the more outrageous ones were invincible. Looking at himself, he was just a passerby, and in a situation like the American West where one could lose his life at any time.

Oh, by the way, I've seen other novels where the protagonists are more or less special after traveling through time, I wonder if I am any different. Thinking of this, Lin Yan closed his eyes and began to explore his own potential.

Just as Lin Yan was trying to find his own strengths, he was slapped on the back of his head. Lin Yan turned around and saw the circus manager staring at him angrily with his hands on his hips.

Seeing Lin Yan turning around, the manager yelled at him: "Jamie! You messed up the performance and didn't prepare well. Now you still have the time to be lazy. I think you don't want to work here anymore! I tell you, even if you don't want to work here anymore, you have to make up for the circus's losses today, no, the losses in the past few days before you can get out. Right now, go to the bar and buy me a bottle of beer with your previous pitiful wages, or I'm going to kick your ass right now!"

"Just go, why hit anyone?" Lin Yan muttered, searched all his pockets and took out 73 cents, then walked on the muddy road towards the Smithfield Tavern, which was closest to the circus.

Pushing open the butterfly-style spring door of the pub, Lin Yan saw at a glance that a sheep's head and a pair of deer antlers were hung on the two pillars supporting the corridor on the second floor of the pub. "Wow, it's quite atmospheric." Lin Yan listened to the noisy sounds in the pub and walked to the bar while sighing.

"What do you want?" The bartender with a big beard and wearing a white apron stopped wiping the bar and looked at Lin Yan.

"Uh...a beer."

The bartender lowered his head and took out a brown bottle from the box at his feet and placed it in front of Lin Yan. "20 cents."

"Okay." Lin Yan took out all the coins in his pocket, counted out 20 cents and pushed them to the bartender, then stuffed the remaining coins back into his pocket.

Picking up the beer on the bar, Lin Yan turned around and prepared to go back. At this time, he saw a man wearing a black gambler's hat, a brown beard, a light-colored vest, a blue shirt, black overalls, a pair of brown riding boots, and a revolver in the holster on his right waist, pushing the door and walking to the other side of the bar.

Lin Yan had just come here and had never seen a cowboy with a gun, so he looked at him twice. He didn't pay much attention and was about to go out with a beer.

"Hey, Arthur, come over here." A man on the other side of the bar greeted the person who had just come in.

Arthur? Arthur Morgan? The protagonist of "Wild Redemption 2"?

Hearing the name, Lin Yan, who was about to push the spring door, stopped where he was.

I met the protagonist right after I came here. Could this be the real purpose of my coming here, to save Arthur Morgan, or the members of the Van der Linde gang who all had bad endings? For a moment, Lin Yan's mind was filled with a myriad of thoughts.

"Squeak..." Along with the sound of the butterfly spring door, a man wearing a plaid shirt and a brown cowboy hat pushed the door open and happened to bump into the shoulder of Lin Yan who was standing in a daze at the door.

Lin Yan came back to his senses instantly. He was about to get angry and ask the other party why he didn't look at people when walking, but unexpectedly the other party grabbed his collar with both hands before him.

"Hey, kid, watch out when you walk." The other person grabbed his collar and said fiercely.

Lin Yan saw that he and his opponent were not in the same weight class. Knowing that a good man should not suffer a loss in front of him, he tried to force a smile on his face. "Okay, okay, sorry."

"Hmph!" Seeing that he had given in, the other party snorted, loosened his grip on his clothes, and turned to walk towards Arthur and his gang.

Lin Yan, who was still in shock, saw this man walking towards Arthur Morgan, so he gave up the idea of ​​leaving. He took two steps to the right, walked to a table, pulled over a chair and sat down.

Is he also from the Van der Linde Gang? Fortunately, I didn't have a conflict with him, otherwise it would be difficult to join them if the relationship deteriorated. Lin Yan saw the man next to Arthur called him Bill, and he quietly memorized the image corresponding to this name from a distance. Unfortunately, I don't know much about this game. I only know Arthur Morgan and the leader Dutch Van der Linde. But even if I knew their names, I wouldn't dare to go up and say hello to them rashly. They seem to be wanted now. If I go up and call their names, they will definitely shoot me.

"Dong, dong, dong." A heavy sound of footsteps was heard, and a bald strong man appeared at the stairs on the second floor.

"Who just said that my cute kittens are old and ugly and worthless?" He looked down at the customers in the venue, and then locked his eyes on Arthur Morgan and his group of strangers. "Are you a bunch of country bumpkins?"

"Who do you call a redneck?" said a man wearing a blue coat and a light brown bowler hat next to Arthur Morgan. "Some people are like those women, they just talk and think others will listen to them, don't you think?" He raised his hands and shouted at the crowd.

"Hahaha." Several members of the Van der Linde gang and several customers who were sitting and drinking burst into laughter after hearing this.

"Boy, you're looking for death! What are you laughing at? Why don't you teach these damn country bumpkins a lesson!" The bald strong man ordered the other people present, and he walked towards the Van der Linde gang member in the blue jacket with gritted teeth.