Shura Field Player

At this time, his feet were basically frozen and stiff, and he almost lost consciousness, but the joy of the rest of his life broke through the discomfort from his body.

Although the snow is quite heavy tonight, there are still various vehicles passing by on the road from time to time. This place is no longer the weird and terrifying scene of the villa on the mountain before. He has returned to the world again.

From time to time, a few well-meaning people saw his miserable situation and stopped the car, kindly expressing that they would take him to the town for a ride.

Under the unfavorable hospitality, Joshua finally got into a black car considering that half of his body was already frozen. Compared with the still heavy snow outside, the inside of the car was obviously warmer. a lot of.

But before Joshua, who had just sat firmly in the back seat, wanted to thank the driver in front of the car, his left hand suddenly seemed to touch something hard.

When driving at night, the lights in the car will not be turned on, so he knew immediately what he had encountered.

And at this time, a familiar piece of music played from the car music in front of the car... Joshua remembered it very clearly.

——This was the music played in the car that drove Eric away earlier.

For a moment, invisible fear suddenly climbed onto Joshua's face.

Amidst the brisk and playful music, he turned his head stiffly and looked beside him slowly.

... An extremely distorted face appeared in his line of sight.

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"Are we really going to fight that monster?"

Among the four people staying behind in the villa area, Xia Wen secretly pulled Bai Zhi aside, and asked him a little nervously.

Probably because he didn't sleep well and drank so much wine at night, Bai Zhi now looks obviously a little absent-minded, and even keeps distracted from time to time. Xia Wen, who is watching, is very worried, afraid that the other party is too drunk And passed out.

"You have to make it clear that we are the protagonists."

Yawning, Bai Zhi turned his head and glanced at Rohard who was guarding the window with a shotgun.

"Under this style of story, the protagonist is the last to die. Where we are depends on where the main breaking point of the story is. Do you understand?"

"I don't know."

After thinking for a while, Xia Wen shook his head decisively.

"...In other words, the people who went out before are all cannon fodder."

Rolling his eyes, Bai Zhiren patiently opened his mouth to explain.

"Now the main body of the story is on those cannon fodder, none of them can escape, and they will come to our side after their end, understand?"

"Well... what happened to him at that moment?"

After thinking for a while, Xia Wen asked again with some doubts.

"Then he went out before..."

"Don't ask me, if you don't know, you can ask him."

"Uh……"

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Chapter 550 Four Setsuna's Hands Grasp the Future

There were four people who chose to stay in the villa to fight against that unknown monster.

Shuka, Ernie, Rohard, and Smith.

To some extent, they all have something in common, that is, the anger in their hearts dilutes the fear.

Rohard is Bob's good friend, and Smith is Eric's childhood friend. The successive tragic deaths of their friends, and the provocation of the unknown monster have left them no time to think about more things.

What they want to do now is to put the shotgun in their hands into the monster's mouth.

Baizhi and Setsuna expressed that they could understand their desire for revenge, so they both handed over the shotgun to them very simply.

"A story itself needs a carrying subject and multiple sharing parts to exist. If we regard everything we are experiencing now as a horror movie, then this is the style of a standard western horror movie. .”

After yawning and looking down the window, Bai Zhiyou deliberately lowered his voice.

"If judged according to the rhythm of the story, the story we are staging is still in the preliminary stage. As far as the present is concerned, before those who fled are not dealt with cleanly, our side is the safest."

"...Do you think these people are real people or NPCs?"

After a moment of silence, Xia Wen suddenly asked.

"What do you think?"

Turning his head to look at the other party, Bai Zhi raised his eyebrows slightly.

"I think it's human."

Taking a deep breath, Xia Wen spoke seriously.

"Everyone in this story except us is a human being captured by strange stories."

"What, do you want to save them?"

After staring at Xia Wen for a while, for some reason, Bai Zhi suddenly laughed.

"...That's right, don't you think it's sad that their lives are being manipulated by ghost stories?"

Gritting his teeth, Xia Wen spoke up.

"Everything in it is illusory, they..."

"Even if it's illusory, as long as it's real, who cares?"

Shaking his head slightly, Bai Zhi interrupted the other party's words.

"Also, your way of looking at things is still a bit too one-sided. Just take one point, are you so sure that the human beings here are forced rather than voluntary?"

"……Volunteer?"

As if he didn't expect to hear this word from Bai Zhi's mouth, Xia Wen couldn't help being slightly taken aback by it.

"In a world that is about to be destroyed by ghost stories, ordinary people are afraid that their lives and everything may be destroyed at any time...Under this premise, there suddenly appears a person who can have a peaceful life just by selling himself. The right to live in this world, how do you think ordinary people would choose?"

While wrapping strips of cloth around the stick to make a torch, Bai Zhi said flatly.

"So don't take everything for granted. What you think is kind, may be regarded as malicious by others in the end. Even if we rescued all the people trapped in the book, so what How? Let them continue to return to the world where strange stories are raging and may be destroyed at any time? They could have lived in stability for a while or even longer, so are you saving them or are you doing this? harm them?"

"I……"

Weakly opened his mouth, recalling the vast collection of hundreds of thousands of books in the big library before, Xia Wen seemed to want to say something, but he couldn't say anything in the end.

"Don't worry, I don't mean to accuse you of anything. In fact, it's a good thing for you to have such thoughts in your heart. It means that your mind has not become indifferent or numb at least."

While soaking the wrapped cloth in fuel, Bai Zhi pouted.

"Actually, before this, other people asked me the same question... That guy's tone is much more aggressive than yours."

"... Setsuna? When you went to get the shotgun with him?"

After thinking about it for a while, Xia Wen couldn't help being slightly taken aback.

"Then why he chose to leave the villa before..."

"Oh, maybe he holds the future in his hands."

Then he stretched out his hand and pressed his forehead, Bai Zhi replied extremely perfunctorily.

Xia Wen: "..."

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There were three people who chose to leave the villa in the snow, Joshua, Abel, and Claude.

In order to reduce personnel targets as much as possible, Claude chose the opposite path to Joshua. In terms of survival skills in the wild, Claude is the best among them.

It's just that he also seemed quite unlucky. Not long after he traveled in the wind and snow, he accidentally fell into a big pit because of the snow.

Although there was no injury due to the cushioning of the snow and the thick clothes he was wearing, his left foot was sprained.

In desperation, he was destined to be unable to move forward and had no choice but to choose to find a shelter nearby. In the wild in this snowy weather, if he did not find a qualified shelter as soon as possible, he would be forced to die. Freeze to death here.

However, his luck was pretty good. After dragging his body, it didn't take him long to find an unoccupied cabin nearby. According to his judgment, this cabin should be used by hunters who came into the mountains to hunt. left.

The inside of the wooden house was quite dark, even if he carried a special flashlight, he couldn't pierce the darkness. However, compared with the icy world outside, the inside of the wooden house seemed much drier, and the temperature also rose slightly. .

After pushing against the door with a stick, he leaned against the wooden door and sat down. Claude couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

It's just that at this moment, he clearly heard a second voice besides him in the wooden house.

...It is difficult to describe that voice with any specific adjectives, but after hearing that voice, Claude felt inexplicably chills, as if a weak electric current passed through his body, and he felt Crispy and numb.

And just when he realized something was wrong and hurriedly wanted to open the door to escape, in the darkness, seven or eight hands suddenly stretched out and grabbed his feet.

Claude can clearly feel that the things that grabbed his trousers are human hands... But which human has seven or eight hands?

And just when he was screaming and being dragged into the deeper darkness by those hands, the small wooden house he lived in was suddenly violently kicked open, and a figure reached out and grabbed him at the nick of time. back collar.

At the same time, a seemingly simple-made Molotov cocktail was also thrown from the hand into the darkness by the figure who broke in suddenly.

As the flame rose up, Claude only felt that the seven or eight hands that grabbed his feet disappeared without a trace, and he fell into the snow outside the wooden house together with the other party.

And when he turned his head with some lingering fear, he happened to see the expressionless face of Abel who got up from the ground.

——The other party saved him just now.

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Chapter 550 Deadlock

"Abel? Why are you here?"

Coughing a few times in his mouth, Claude struggled to stand up from the snow.

"How did you come up with the idea of ​​hiding in such a dark, confined place?"

He didn't intend to answer the other party's question. He glanced at the burning wooden house in front of him, and asked the other party with a blank expression on his face.

"Uh...Under this environment, it would be more dangerous to expose your body to the icy wind and snow, and I sprained my foot again...By the way, you'd better not go in there, there are strange things in there. "

Seeing that Abel in front of him actually wanted to step into the wooden house, Claude quickly explained.