The host deliberately dragged the last three letters of the curtain for a long time, which made Wang Duofu have a sense of watching foreign circus performances, but the protagonist of this circus performance has changed from "monkey" to himself.

"I'm your host on this episode, Regis Philbin."

"Of course, as an all-live survival reality show, you don't really need a host other than the beginning, right? Hahahaha! ”

Wang Duofu listened to this cold joke that was not funny, and complained with humble eyes: "How is this strong CCTV translated film tone? It's a lot of drama! ”

Naturally, Philbin couldn't hear Wang Duofu's complaints, but only listened to him continue:

"Okay, let's get down to business, the copy of the trial that our 5 'candidates' will have in this issue is ......"

"Dangdang~"

After a burst of intense music......

"A copy of the famous fairy tale - Little Red Riding Hood and the Big Bad Wolf!"

"Hey, hey, hey, you'll ruin your childhood as soon as you come up!"

Hearing the name "Trial Copy", Wang Duofu suddenly opened his eyes in shock, and the whole person was not good.

He was surprised to find that at some point, the "White Room" had undergone great changes, and the "LCD screens" that were originally blank had become a giant map of Europe at this time, displayed in front of Wang Duofu.

I only heard the very interpreting host say slowly:

"Of course, as we all know, our design director, Mr. Steve Jobs, will never allow those classic myths, legends, and even fairy tales to be copied directly."

"So, on the basis of the original work, he has carried out a certain degree of interpretation and modification, and there is now a 'classic' artwork ...... presented in front of you."

"Everybody, look at the big screen."

“？？？”

This sentence is obviously not said to Wang Duofu, but combined with the context, "This is the rhythm of playing the plot synopsis?" ”

Really......

"Those of you who are familiar with European history must know that the 'Holy Roman Empire' has a pivotal position in European history, but in fact, this so-called Holy Roman Empire is neither sacred, nor Roman, nor an empire, but an expression of a geographical region composed of hundreds of large and small dynasties and princes, that is, the predecessor of Germany."

"At the beginning of the 17th century, the European continent was turbulent, the Holy Roman Empire under the de facto control of the Habsburgs was in decline, and the princes of the states were divided, but the Habsburgs still tried to unify the whole of Germany by violence and power."

"Their persecution of the Protestants with a hard-line religious policy provoked strong resentment among the Protestant princes, which eventually turned into a cloud of war, which began with Bohemia as the fuse and officially started the Imperial Civil War, which ended in the total defeat of the Protestant princes."

"As France, which had just risen due to the Reformation, naturally did not want to see a unified and powerful Germany quietly rise under its nose, so he united with Protestant countries such as Denmark, Sweden, and England, and intervened in the civil war of the Holy Roman Empire under the pretext of the Reformation."

"At this point, the civil war of the Holy Roman Empire soon escalated into a super religious war that swept across the entire European continent, known in history as the 'Thirty Years' War."

With the host's eloquent speech, the European pattern on the big screen is also changing rapidly.

With the sound of the Jin Ge Iron Horse, the "Catholic League" represented by red and the "Protestant Alliance" represented by blue attacked each other, and the two sides came and went in a large area of Germany, showing a scorching situation, which shows the tragedy and cruelty of this war.

"In 1625, the war entered its second phase, the Danish War phase."

"Christian IV, the Protestant King of Denmark, with the support of Britain, France, and the Netherlands, launched an attack on the Holy Roman Emperor with the Protestant Alliance."

"At the beginning, the Protestant coalition was victorious, but in early 1628, the Holy Roman Emperor hired mercenaries from the famous Bohemian nobleman Wallenstein to fight the war."

"In April 1628, the tide of the war took a turn for the worse, and Wallenstein commanded his army to defeat Mansfield at the Battle of Dessau, and then defeated the Danish army at the Battle of Vogast and took control of large areas such as Saxony."

"And our story takes place in the autumn of 1628, in an unknown town in the north of Jutland......"

As soon as the host's voice fell, Wang Duofu fainted instantly as if he had been beaten with a stick.

Wang Duofu complained with his last consciousness:

"Teleporting to that weird white room only requires a flash of white light, and teleporting to a dungeon requires a headshot?"

……

Wang Duofu woke up in a cacophony, but at this moment, the scene in front of him was still hazy as if he was highly myopic, and all the colors were mixed together like a mess of paste.

It took Wang Duofu a full 3 minutes to regain the focus of his eyes.

He saw that in the dim light, in a small room, there were five oak tables that were almost rectangular.

The table was so rough that it looked like the carpenter who made it had just sawn the logs and spliced them together into a shape that resembled a rectangle.

The whole table was not even properly polished, and it was hurriedly taken on the responsibility of serving food and drink.

This made it not only full of pitted dents, but also Wang Duofu felt that the table he was sitting on was simply slanted.

Not only the table, but also the surrounding walls are a mess of dried fish, or bacon and other miscellaneous things, which makes the already "crowded" room even more cramped.

But none of this dampened the enthusiasm of the drinkers in the room, who shouted and laughed loudly, without any image, and even slapped the hard oak table with their palms in excitement.

Wang Duofu felt that the noise they made was about to tear down the entire roof.

The drinkers were obviously Caucasians, but Wang Duofu couldn't tell if they were Danes or not.

In fact, in Wang Duofu's eyes, Danes, British, Americans, Germans, French, and even Russians actually basically look the same, just as Americans can't tell the difference between Chinese, Japanese, and Koreans in appearance.

But judging by their clothing and demeanor, it is clear that these noisy and rude drinkers are not decent people like nobles.

In fact, not only the noise, but also the smell of the whole room also made Wang Duofu, who was already a little alcoholic, feel a little vomiting.

It was a strange mixture of fishy smells, alcohol, malt aromas, and a man's body odor.

In short, there are some rushes, some tops, and some spicy eyes, which makes Wang Duofu, who has just crossed over, feel very uncomfortable.

On the other hand, this double stimulation of hearing and smell can undoubtedly help him expel some of the paralyzing effects of alcohol on the brain faster.

But his whole head was still groggy, and his hands and feet were also very disobedient, for example, he just tried to get up from his seat, but he staggered, and almost knocked the cup in front of him to the ground.

Wang Duofu realized that he seemed to be drunk, but apparently he had no experience in dealing with drunkenness, which made him instinctively seem a little flustered.

In fact, Wang Duofu rarely drank alcohol in his previous life, let alone get drunk like he is now.

You know, for a little unlucky guy with a lucky -7 scale, losing control of his body is an extremely dangerous thing in itself - God knows what stupid things that little watch smash of "fate" will lead him to, or whose bed he will sleep in.

It took Wang Duofu another 5 minutes to get his alcohol-paralyzed brain to sort out 3 key questions, that is, who am I? Where am I? What am I going to do next?

The feeling of "fragments" made him extremely uncomfortable, as if any previous life, what prefecture, what GAC, and what "T.C.O" were all just strange dreams, and he was just a poor drunkard living in a small town in northern Denmark.

"Ding! Main quest triggered: Survive until the end of the 'Trials Dungeon'. ”

"Time remaining in the dungeon: 239 hours, 54 minutes, and 9 seconds."

With the sound of a "ding" prompt, Wang Duofu seemed to have just woken up from a deep dream, and let out a cold sweat.

After a long time of reminiscence, he muttered to himself:

"I seem to be dead?"

"But to be resurrected by the GAC and travel to 17th-century Denmark to participate in a reality show called 'T.C.O.'?"

"Speaking of that opening CG, it seems to be playing a popular science tutorial of 'Thirty Years of War History', right? But what does this have to do with the theme of 'Little Red Riding Hood and the Big Bad Wolf'? ”

The noise of this room, coupled with the fact that he was not talking to himself loudly, was easy to be ignored by others, but he was keenly captured by the drinkers at the next table.

The other party naturally couldn't understand what he meant by these two words of unknown meaning, but this did not hurt his enthusiasm to publicize it in the slightest, and he stood up and announced loudly:

"Hey, gentlemen! Gentlemen! Be quiet! Please be quiet! Just now, just now, our warrior, the overlord of the North Sea to the Baltic Sea, the invincible commander of Northern Europe, the great pioneer, Mr. William, is telling his legend again! ”

As if "ignited" by this sentence, the whole tavern suddenly burst into laughter at the moment, and the sound of people's laughter, slapping the table, and smashing wine bottles was wave after wave, and the whole tavern was wrapped in a joyful atmosphere.

"Hahaha! What is it this time again? With his own strength, he decapitated an ancient sea beast the size of three warships combined? ”

"Hahaha! No, no, no, I bet this time he will lead 300 sailors to the story of the sea of death! But by the way, respectable Mr. William, it's really condescending to let you be a fisherman, you should have written fairy tales, hahahaha......"

"Yes, I'm sure Mr. William would have been able to pay off the bill for Lulas's inferior ale if he had written these adventures into a book and sold them, but only if he was literate, hahahaha!"

……

As a source of happiness for everyone, Wang Duofu did not become angry and crazy because of the ridicule and amusement of others.

Just kidding, who is he? He was smashed by the little of "fate", and he was a male silver from the front, and this ridicule was not worth mentioning at all compared to his past.

However, the ridicule of the crowd also played a certain positive and positive role, for example, in the ridicule of the crowd, the memory fragment of the original owner of the body was accelerated to awaken.

Wang Duofu learned from this that the previous owner of the body was called William Nelson, 35 years old, but still unmarried, the eldest son of an ordinary fisherman, and a pair of younger siblings in the family.

His formal occupation is naturally that his son inherited his father's business and became a fisherman.

But it's okay if this guy is honest and a fisherman, but it's a pity that he loves to blow the bill, especially when he's drunk.

It's okay if you live in a big city, after all, no one knows anyone, as long as it's not too outrageous, then no one will dig into your details.

But he just lives in a society like this town, where you don't see acquaintances when you look up and don't look down, so small that if a young couple fights in the middle of the night, the whole town will know about it the next day.

So his boastful tricks, in front of the people of the town, turned into a bubble in the sun, and they burst when they poked.

After a long time, William's bad problem has not changed, but has become more and more serious.

may be following the underlying logic of "since none of you believe me, then I will exaggerate what I say", William's momentum in the direction of myths and legends is like a wild dog that has escaped from control.

So William, who is not smooth sailing in both fishing and love, has become the only tavern mascot in town - as long as he goes to drink, the tavern's business will be doubled.

The immediate benefit of this was that William was able to keep his account in the tavern on credit for a long time, although his drinks were strictly limited to the "inferior ale" option - he had no portion of the slightly more refined ale and mead.

With the weakening of the paralyzing effect of alcohol, Wang Duofu carefully searched through the memory fragments of the "original owner" three times (the original "stand-ins" in the later copies became the "original owner"), but did not find any valuable clues.

The life of the "original owner" can be said to be monotonous to the point of tediousness—war is nothing more than an ever-increasing tax for him; To him, the sea is nothing more than an endless sea of water, and a monotonous fish soup for three meals a day; And for him, the most colorful memory of life is just coming to the tavern every Thursday night to improvise a play.

"It's as if blowing is all he has to live." Wang Duofu concluded.

If there was anything unusual in his memory fragments, Wang Duofu had only found a little bit of "a new sect that he had never heard of before was preaching in the town, and there were more and more followers".

However, the "original owner" has always been indifferent to religion, so the information he has obtained in this regard is extremely limited, and naturally it will not help Wang Duofu with his index finger.

Just as Wang Duofu was thinking hard, the door of the tavern was kicked open from the outside.

The bleak autumn rain came in along the door, bringing a chill to the originally warm air in the room.

At this time, a figure was standing outside the door, and in the dim light of the fire, half of the scarlet of the other party was reflected.