The roads of this misty city always seem so dark and deep, even if the sun shines the fog veil that envelops the whole city, and what pours into people's eyes is only the endless white, and the black figures that are hidden in the white, the shape is grotesque and weird, and even some indescribable.

Today.

It's the Great London Smog.

Despair in war does not come in an instant.

It's a little bit of accumulation.

Lesions, pollution, depression, gloom, death, and a little bit of despair on the redeployment, constantly backlogged, will completely crush people.

The white color in the haze seemed to be the light of hope that was about to pour in.

However, there is actually something deep in it.

But it's endless darkness and despair.

Devouring people to the ground.

In Qin Chuan's field of vision, at this moment, you can see that when the residents of London walk on the street one by one, they are like walking corpses without the slightest life.

They were silent.

Not a word.

Except for the whistle that can be heard in the ears from time to time.

The whole street shrouded in smog felt like it was dead.

"Something is wrong, although the copy of "Team America: Vanguard of the Avengers" belongs to the background of war, the Nazis are rampant, and there are all kinds of evil acts of burning and looting, but London is still the capital of hope, and the American team will inject the serum in the secret base of the anti-fascist alliance military in this city, so as to become a powerful super soldier."

"The tone of the whole copy should be hopeful in the oppression of war, why is everything so dead now?"

Stepping on red high heels and controlling the Heart Angel puppet to walk on the well-known "Baker Street" street in London, symbolized by Sherlock Holmes, Qin Chuan carefully observed his surroundings.

But I found a hint of weirdness.

All the citizen NPCs around.

on their bodies.

Qin Chuan could "see" one after another dense threads of demons made of negative emotions such as "despair", "death", "gloom", "fear", "hatred", etc., constantly swaying in the white haze, as if some unknown monster was dangling endless tentacles, and the whole situation seemed very paradoxical.

From everyone around.

Almost all of them are negative emotions.

And there is not a little bit of joy, joy, vitality, even the slightest hint of hope in the heart.

Although the city is currently in the context of war, it seems that the entire city has been indiscriminately bombed by the Nazis not long ago, and it is not surprising that there is a lot of negativity.

Can.

It's all negative and gloomy emotions, without a little hope and positive energy, isn't this too exaggerated and extreme?

"It always feels like it's artificial......"

Qin Chuan couldn't help but touch his chin.

He smelled something unusual.

The plot of the entire copy of "Team America: Vanguard of the Avengers" is reincarnated, which Qin Chuan naturally knows, and with his understanding of the plot, he also understands that he should be at the beginning of a reincarnation of the plot at the moment.

There was no birth of the American team at the beginning.

Steve Rogers is supposed to be just a skinny little man at the moment.

But even so, from a historical point of view, we are now in the late years of World War II, and in fact, the anti-fascist coalition has gained considerable advantages on various battlefields, and the balance of war is tilting in favor of the side of the Nazi defeat.

It stands to reason.

The people should not be so desperate.

Unless......

Players are interfering.

"It seems that in this plot reincarnation, someone wants to let the Nazis win...... But even so? Even if the Nazi Red Skull side wins, the plot will return to the beginning, which is simply useless. ”

"Unless...... Someone is trying to take advantage of this Nazi victory to do something special? ”

Come to think of it.

Qin Chuan's eyes wandered.

I can't help but think of the two anti-human organizations "Black Fire Alliance" and "Mad Design Institute".

Did they do it?

Can you do that...... And what is the special purpose?

"Anyway, if it's really as I think, those two anti-human organizations are obviously setting up a big picture......

I cleaned up my thoughts a little.

Qin Chuan gracefully stepped on the red high heels on his feet.

Continue to wander the misty streets of Baker Street.

And walking and walking.

The corners of his mouth curled into an uncontrollable curl of chuckles.

Because he knows.

Several "fish" have already taken the bait.

"Hehe, sure enough, my beauty is so tempting, someone took the bait so quickly, and I don't know if it's those bad players in the dungeon who like to form a black team and specialize in the business of killing and explosive equipment, or the rest of the people with special interests and hobbies, or even the ...... related to the two anti-human organizations of the 'Black Tinder Alliance' and the 'Mad Design Institute'."

"But no matter what kind of person it is, I should be able to get some of the information I want......

Most probably.

Qin Chuan thought that he had encountered those Yin Damage players who specialized in forming black teams to kill and explode equipment.

The fact is normal.

After all, in terms of efficiency, the strength growth and benefits brought by the hard work of the strategy dungeon are definitely not as fast as directly burning and looting, and exploding people's equipment items.

As long as there is a 50 percent profit, people will take risks.

100% profit is enough for people to trample on all the laws in the world.

And the gang committed the murder and explosive equipment.

What about 100% profit?

Good luck.

One crime.

The profit can reach 1,000 percent!

Even 10,000 percent!

What's more, in-game killing, as long as the camouflage is well hidden enough and does not leave any direct clues, the law ...... It's really too hard to impose sanctions.

"However, in recent years, in order to punish this rampant crime in the game, the United Nations, which is dominated by the five major powers, has also issued relevant targeted international laws, and arranged special task forces in some professional dungeon maps to maintain law and order, among which it is equipped with 'detectives', 'police detectives' and other related investigative professions as standard, just to find out those lawless guys and make them wanted in reality."

"Speaking of which, Sister Die should be in this kind of special task force, right?"

Those reincarnation dungeons in the "Dungeon of the Dead" will naturally not be interfered with by the laws of reality in the slightest, unless someone can solve the mysterious surreal game of "Second World".

However, in the more liberal profession copy, as long as you are willing to put in the effort, the actual law can still be managed.

Qin Chuan's thoughts diverged leisurely.

While gradually picking up the pace.

In order to show that he had noticed something wrong and hurriedly planned to leave.

From his perspective, he glanced into the depths of the haze behind him, and he could see one after another lines of demons representing "greed", "desire", and "tyranny" floating up with teeth and claws, as if the devils had crawled out of hell and outlined the outline of sin in the deep and endless haze.

Moment.

The air became salty, damp and sticky.

It is as if the human body is in the ocean, whether it is the eyes, mouth, nose, ears, and even all the pores of the whole body, they are filled with extremely thick sea water in an instant.

Qin Chuan paused.

Pupils constricted slightly.

The entire street of Baker Street, with the distortion of light and shadow, in the endless white haze, suddenly rushed into the boundless surging and pitch-black turbid water, as if completely infected by the night and the curse!

It's impossible to describe what it was like.

White haze.

Black sea water.

The two are superimposed on each other and complement each other.

It seems to be a rhapsodic painting that exists only in grotesque fantasy and expressionist art.

And the figures of pedestrians who were originally on the streets of Baker, hidden in the misty veils of fog, suddenly turned into evil spirits with twisted and grotesque teeth, claws, and eerie smiles!

It seems to be far away from Qin Chuan.

But with the raising of the claws of the undead.

Suddenly, the palms that were pale, swollen, erosive, and innumerable, and they didn't know how long they had been soaked in the water, densely and steeply appeared around Qin Chuan, and viciously grabbed the hands, feet, and body of the Heart Angel puppet in a twisted and twisted way.

Almost instantly.

The heart angel puppet manipulated by Qin Chuan.

It was covered by the dense pale, puffy palms, completely entangled, unable to move at all.

Only one pair of eyes remained.

Able to see between those pale fingers, barely enough.

And through this little little sight is pitiful.

Qin Chuan can see it.

With the black sea and white haze, at the moment when it completely swallowed the streets of Baker Street, a brig with a pitch-black hull and black sails sailed, like an antique, sailed!

That......

It's like a well-known ghost ship in "Pirates of the Caribbean"-

Black Pearl!