Things seem complicated, but to explain it is quite simple - in order to survive, the adventurer will have to act as a "nanny" for the next period of time. Responsible for the diet and daily life of the fanatical believers in the shelter, eating, drinking, and sleeping ~~

Although a few people were reluctant to leave the shelter, they also knew that if they continued to stay, they would undoubtedly commit suicide by taking poison, and it was also a poison that worked very quickly.

"Then, the nanny career has begun~~"

Although there are many people in the Tianshen team, they will not play big names at this time, and Lao Huang greeted him, and he walked out of the shelter and started the "treasure hunt" journey.

Xu Le scratched his head and said:

"Well, although the plot seems to be a little chaotic, it seems quite reasonable."

"It doesn't matter if these things are there." Lao Huang took out the map, "The materials searched are mainly food, so they are mainly supermarkets and restaurants."

After choosing the direction and target of the search, everyone walked away, and the footprints and footprints were soon buried by the snow of ashes

The world of Silent Hill is still quiet for the most part, or rather dead. The group traveled quickly, and it didn't take long for the class to reach the target location. The small restaurant wasn't hard to find, and even though it stood in the middle of a row of four- or five-story buildings, Feng Xiaoxi quickly set his sights.

It is a typical European and American restaurant, located around the corner where a chance encounter is made. It is flanked by a narrow, deep alleyway, cluttered with dirty, overturned garbage cans and scattered debris that are the only objects that can be seen in the mist.

"There are monsters." Feng Xiaoxi stretched out his hand and pointed.

In the pile of debris in that alley, a humanoid monster that looked like a dogskin plaster was bumping around like a headless fly, because the visibility was not very real. Feng Xiaoxi can only vaguely distinguish its general appearance and characteristics.

It was a monster with no upper limbs, and judging from its thin waist, plump hoards, and round legs, it seemed that the structure was more feminine.

But these monsters don't have a protruding chest, and their entire upper body, neck, and head are wrapped in a layer of flexible, translucent flesh. It was a cage made of human skin that had been stripped from it. It staggered along, and every movement was filled with a feeling of painful struggle—a man in the trap.

Perhaps the only dark creatures in the world that exist, from the perspective of shape, they represent ordinary people who have no opinions, are indifferent, and like to protect themselves in disguise.

Jasmine raised her hand and was about to aim, but was stopped by Xu Le and said:

"These monsters will only kill more and more, and the more they kill, the more powerful they become, and try not to shoot if they can. It's just tormented souls, so leave it alone. ”

The girl pouted, but she was still very obedient and didn't move.

"Let's go into the house and say." Lao Huang said and walked towards the small restaurant first.

A few small soft chairs are placed in the hall for people to gather, opposite a sliding door and window facing the street is a bar that leads to the end from left to right, more than a dozen red leather cushioned high swivel chairs are messily placed there, and there is a pool machine for entertainment in one corner of the room, typical of Western style.

The room is not full of dust like the outside, on the contrary, the tables, chairs, countertops, and floors are clean, giving the impression that they were still in business a moment ago.

Xu Le sat on a piece of soft sand, picked up a tube of tomato juice on the dining table, put it to his nose and sniffed it, squeezed it on the table to look at the color, and then said:

"It's fresh, it won't take 48 hours to open it, and it should be ready to eat."

Lao Huang picked up a folded piece of cardboard from another table, opened it, and said, "Silent Hill Travel Guide...... Here's a map. ”

White Feather slumped into the bar and entered the kitchen through a narrow door. After a while, he walked out, shrugged his shoulders and said:

"The fire in the kitchen gas tank was still burning, and a large pot of unknown meat was stewed on it...... The man's head and entrails were refrigerated in the freezer. There are no signs of a struggle inside, and it feels like a normal restaurant. ”

Hearing this, no one showed a surprised expression, obviously used to it.

Not to mention that it is just a person cooking, even if the person is singing "the most dazzling national style" in the saucepan, it is not a strange thing in Silent Hill.

Xu Le reached out and took a bottle of champagne from the bar, popped the cork, and then took a sip of the bottle.

Jasmine next to her snorted: "Cow chewing peony, rude!" ”

Xu Le shrugged, "I'm not a British gentleman, what kind of big-tailed wolf is pretending, it's better to be refreshing like this, but the taste is a little bad." ”

"That is, red wine needs to be tasted, and if you drink it like this, you won't taste anything."

"How so? Haven't you heard a word from your ancestors? 'Delicious and delicious'! With such a cute girl sitting next to me, I felt like I was 'Spartan'. ”

"You love to talk nonsense so much, you have to sew your mouth shut one day!"

"If there really is that day, I want you to sew it with your lips~~"

"Shameless! Slut! ”

“”

The two of them were bickering with themselves, and the others were also leisurely, not taking into account the danger that might strike at any time.

But the fat old man was so anxious that he was sweating profusely, and said with a wry smile:

"Let's get rid of this place and go back."

"Okay, then this glorious and arduous task will be entrusted to you," Lao Huang nodded, "The revolution has not yet succeeded, comrades still need to work hard!" ”

"I'm just busy with feelings!

The fat man who couldn't cry or laugh was not in a hurry, he found a soft sofa and sat down - what if the world came, although Lao Tzu had short legs, he just ran fast! It's a big deal, when the time comes, the dead friends will not die and the poor will not die~~

"So, let's talk about what to do next."

"Silent Hill itself is very meaningful, and everything in it contains a deep meaning." Bai Yu also pulled a chair and sat down.

"How?" The fat man asked.

"For example, the fog outside. As we all know, fog is the product of water vapor condensation, but the outside is not misty with water vapor, and the ashes are not a qualitative form of fog, so it can be guessed that fog represents the confusion of the mind, not knowing where the road ahead is. ”

"The second, Ash. The ashes represent the dust. Buddhism has a saying - Bodhi has no tree, and the mirror is not a platform. Always wipe frequently, do not let the dust be contaminated. The ashes scattered in the sky are not only impurities from the burning of underground coal mines, but also represent the worldly dust that falls on the heart, making people's ears and eyes closed, and they are distracted. ”

"The third, the table world. Combining the first two symbolic meanings, one can also conclude that the world represents the heart, the confused heart and soul hidden by the dust. ”

"It's the first time I've heard this kind of statement, and it's pretty new." The fat man was curious, "Are you saying we're in someone's dreams or memories?" ”

Bai Yu glanced at him and shook his head lightly:

"It's not that simple. Just as we can't see the air, we can't see the scent of flowers, who dictates that Silent Hill must be an understandable existence that we know? ”

"Two-dimensional beings don't understand up and down, they only know front and back, left and right, and similarly, we can't understand four-dimensional space, because we haven't been in contact with it."

"But one thing is for sure, Silent Hill is clearly more than what we see right in front of our eyes."

"What are we up against? Paranormal monsters? "This time it was the girl Jasmine who asked.

"Silent Hill is indeed more than just a place name."

Xu Le organized his language and said slowly:

"I'm in charge of collecting and sorting out intelligence materials, so the various theories I have come into contact with can be known from the official information at most, and the history of Silent Hill can be traced back to before the 16th century, which is obviously earlier than the history of the United States. It is said that it was originally regarded as a sacred place by the indigenous Indians, and important ceremonies and sacrifices were often held. Translated as 'the resting place of the soul'. ”

"Dead?" Sister Qin Yu, who was leaning on the bar, answered.

"It's pretty much the same, but it's not as grim as you might think. I think it would be more appropriate to think of it as a 'resting place for blessed souls', because the Indians of the time believed that after death one's flesh/experience returned to the bosom of nature, and that one's soul should rest undisturbed. You can feel that there is no derogatory meaning here. ”

Then, in the early 18th century, immigrants began to settle in Silent Hill. In the more than 200 years before this, there have been some events here, and I will not go into details, mainly large-scale plagues and deaths of prisoners of war. In 189o, the power of Silent Hill was formed, and for the first time in history, a large number of residents mysteriously disappeared. ”

"There is a saying: there is a great terror between life and death, and death and the soul are always the most mysterious and unknown. It is possible that due to the combination of special geographical location, soul, death, resentment, prayer, and other forces, this place has become 'Silent Hill'. And the archdemon Alesa controls and uses this power. ”