"It turned out to be ...... This is a ...... place."

The speaker's voice trembled a little. The cigarette between the index and middle fingers trembled and stuffed between the trembling lips, and then inhaled hard, and the cigarette on the fingertips burned out in one go, which shows the strength of the lung capacity.

In fact, in terms of the adventurer's physical element, heroin, ice/poison, alcohol, or cigarettes have long been unable to cause major damage to the body. Ordinary people are prone to lung cancer by smoking, drinking alcohol hurts the stomach and liver, and taking some neurohallucinogenic drugs will make it impossible to distinguish between reality and fiction, but in the dominant city, as long as you are willing to spend money, there is no reason why it cannot be cured.

Smoking is more of a habit, a means of relieving stress and releasing suppressed feelings.

It's like the sentence that the smoking man in the pirates, Smoker, said: "Brother is not smoking a cigar, he is lonely~~"

Adventurers smoke cigarettes and smoke cigarettes, it's a habit.

The man who spoke was a 1.7-meter-tall, ordinary-looking, slightly chubby, and big belly man, who had just come out of a toppled pickup truck and smashed the window (it was difficult to see through the twisted and deformed door of Guò with his body), and when he saw this gray world, he immediately froze somewhere.

His lips trembled for a moment, and suddenly tears flowed up, pointing to the sky and scolding, and crying:

", why is Lao Tzu's luck so miserable! It turned out to be Silent Hill, and it didn't make people play happily! ”

Lin Xiao answered faintly beside him, "Could it be that you have secretly lifted the bottom of Lady Luck's skirt?" ”

The fat man was stunned for a moment, and asked blankly, "No, why do you say that?" ”

Xu Le sighed and said, "Then there is only one reason, the goddess of luck, that old lady is your stepmother." ”

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However, his reaction at this time can not only show that he is cowardly and incompetent, but also show how terrifying "this ghost place" is. After all, it is an adventurer who mixes to the second difficulty, and no one knows what kind of scheming of the city government is hidden under the round smile, but there must be two brushes, not to mention that Mount Tai collapses in front and does not change color, but the courage and insight are also very comparable. Now he was so frightened that he almost peed his pants, and the name of Silent Hill was really thunderous.

In addition to the Celestial Force, many adventurers of different shapes came out of the cars, buses, and pickups that were turned over nearby, with different skin colors, ages, genders, and even species, but one thing was surprisingly consistent - that is, the perfect interpretation of a very pale face and a colorless face.

Obviously, this adventure world was not the only one of the Celestial Gods, there were other difficult brothers and sisters who were also thrown in by the master, Lin Xiao raised his eyes and swept it, there were actually a total of thirty-two adventurers.

According to the probability of "nine deaths", after this adventure, there will probably be three people who will survive by luck

With so many people standing on the street, the atmosphere was eerily quiet and silent. Not a single person spoke loudly, standing like a statue in the middle of the dusty road.

The sky was sprinkled with black-gray volcanic ash, perhaps mixed with ashes, and in a few moments a thin layer fell on the shoulders of the head.

Lin Xiao stretched out his hand, pinched the layer of ash on his shoulders with two fingers, rubbed it, and even licked it lightly, before he said:

"Smoke ash composed of unknown ingredients, the material is between real and unreal, but it is not good to inhale it in the lungs, maybe it will be suffocated, and even if it can't be suffocated, no one wants to suck the ashes of the nose, right?"

Lin Xiao's voice naturally attracted the attention of the adventurers around him, and he slowly took out an air filter similar to the shape of the breathing mask in Call of Duty from the storage space, and said with a smile:

"In this world, you have to seize any chance to survive, don't you think?"

Everyone's faces changed slightly, those who were prepared were okay to say, and those who were not prepared came up with bitter faces:

"Brother, do you still have this thing, tell me a price!"

"It's good to say, 500 points, Tong Su is not bullied, and the credibility is guaranteed."

"You, you, you, why don't you rob it?! A broken mask costs 500 points! ”

Lin Xiao shrugged, "Love to buy or not, 500 points compared to your own life, which is more important, weigh it yourself." ”

For Lin Xiao's shameless behavior of "country/difficult wealth", some people sneered and turned away, and some people came up to trade with gloomy faces - the probability of death in Silent Hill is notoriously high, no one dares to pat their chests to guarantee that they can go down, once they die, no matter how many points they have, it is a worthless fart, it is better to fight for a little chance of survival

With a broken jar and an inexplicable fluke, Lin Xiao actually successfully sold twelve breathing masks, which can be called a model of a successful profiteer.

"The boss is high, and he doesn't forget to make a fortune at any time, but then again, this group of fat sheep actually bought it." Xu Le admired and asked, "What should we do next?" ”

"Let's take a look at the mission requirements first." Lin Xiao said.

Unlike the "Death Floor" that the three of them had experienced, this time everyone was not restricted from using the storage space, and their skills and enhancements were not weakened in the slightest. The so-called one gun in hand, I have it in the world, and the people of the Celestial God Team who have the strength to build a foundation do not have much fear.

The quest is as concise as ever, even too concise, with no background/scene introduction, no challenging achievements, no punishment for failure or reward for victory, and even no mode description, just three simple words:

"Live!"

It was as if blood was flowing and infiltrating from the top of the screen, and the bloody font of the three words left on the taskbar made a lingering haze appear in everyone's hearts.

Stay alive

It was a simple three words, but there was undoubtedly a suffocation before the storm, as if even the Juggernaut did not expect much from their survival, so it was so simple and sloppy.

Everyone looked at each other and was silent.

At this time, the adventurers present also gradually "lived" - whether it was a blessing or a curse, a disaster that could not be avoided, and a death could not be achieved, afraid of his ball.

After all, it is an adventurer who has rushed over in the wind and waves, and it is false to say that there is no trace of arrogance in his heart, otherwise he would have been chopped over by thugs and thrown into a small gutter, or tied to a stone "a reed sinking into the river".

The ants still spare their lives, and the fish have to jump a few times, and the adventurer is willing to wait to die, so he has to break through no matter what, and he will not fall into his own name if he goes to the Lord of Yama

After the initial panic, the adventurers, who were still quite resilient, came to their senses. Gritting his teeth, calming his face, or in groups of three or five, or walking alone, along the road winding around the mountainside, towards the silent town at the foot of the mountain, whether willing, sneering, lonely, fearful, hesitant, the future is free and far away.

Lin Xiao clapped his hands and said:

"Let's go too, see the move, and talk about it when we get to the town."

Behind is the messy car accident scene, more than ten meters away is the strange and disappearing earth, under the valley is a deep and invisible ravine, except for a road down the mountain, there is no way to go.

Mixed in with the crowd, like black flowers on wet branches, the adventurer walked slowly and silently along the road.

The gray mist fell from the sky, like wind and snow, falling on the tips of the hair, on the shoulders, and in the atrium.

It didn't take long to go, everyone saw a huge iron sign erected next to the road gate, due to the age and few people maintained, the paint on it has fallen off, the rain let the rust leave a messy and mottled trace on the iron plate, as if the hand of time inadvertently swept by, there is a kind of "the years are still the same, but the flowers fall and people don't know how to die" of grievances.

At first glance, it makes people feel like they are desolate, rotten and decadent.

Several carved versions of the large characters "Welcome to Silent Hill" looked like a frenzy, and the silver hooks and iron strokes were even more rusty and black, as if the blood of an old man had dried up inside, with a hint of dark red light. A quick glance inexplicably tugged at people's heartstrings......

At the beginning, the fat man with a face full of grief and indignation, pointing to the sky and shouting to the sky, gritting his teeth and scolding Lady Luck for giving birth to a son without a fart/eye, came over, but this guy is a lone ranger, and a person who has been walking in this lonely, barren and gloomy world for a long time, will have an impulsive and crazy feeling, as if he will be rotten and moldy from the inside out, from the soul to the body/body.

It's a very uncomfortable feeling.

Therefore, the fat man urgently needs to vent this suppressed and resentful love - cigarettes, fine wine, women/people, etc. are all good choices, but unfortunately the latter two are impractical, the former is just a habit, so in the end he chose to release it with his mouth, which is commonly known as nagging.

The fat man called Lao Geng quickly got into a mess with Xu Le, and after some of the trash talk of "it's a pity to discard it if it's tasteless", the two were already holding hands and staring at each other with tears in their eyes.

Wiping the water stains from the corners of his eyes, after cursing the damn luck for the thirty-first time, Lao Geng said triumphantly:

"Brother, for the sake of our fateful friends, I will tell you, in fact, this place is not as terrible as the legend, as the saying goes, there is no endless road, there is always a glimmer of life."

Xu Le was in awe and bowed his hand:

"I'm listening, please give me advice."

Seeing these two guys blowing each other on the side, eyebrows and eyebrows, everyone's faces were strange, but they had nothing to say, they could only sigh abruptly:

"Okay, another man is going to pick up soap~~"

"Ahem, I heard my brother tell you in detail about the 'Silent Hill' in this plane, which refers to a quiet town surrounded by forests on the shore of Lake Toluca in the United States, and it is also a resort for vacation and recuperation...... Referring to the land before it was defiled by demons, of course. ”

"But now, this place is a terrible place, many years ago an inexplicable fire destroyed it, the flames of the underground coal mine are still burning to this day, the air there is so poisonous that no living thing can survive in Silent Hill. But these ...... But that's not the worst part, I've heard about it, I've heard that only half of the people in the fire of Silent Hill managed to escape, but the remaining half, less than a third of them were able to find their bodies, and the rest were all missing...... Some say they fell under the cracks in the burning ground, others say ...... They were dragged into another world by demons......"