The beautiful daily life of Black Light Salted Fish

Buzz-buzz-dang!

Miss Watson dodged the electric drill sideways, and with a backhand axe, her head was split open by the charging biochemical armor soldier.

These stupid things are some of the most important scientific research results of Carl Heisenberg. Their basic structure is to install a discharge controller on the head, and then bury a self-made energy block in the chest to drive the dead body together. It is said to be an armored soldier, but the early models had neither armor nor weapons. They could only carry a hoe to dig in the hole.

As for the mass-produced model, the main weapon is a large electric drill modified from an arm.

Basic one-handed electric drill; upgraded two-handed electric drill; super two-handed electric drill + torso armor; the extreme version not only has full body armor, but also has a pair of short wings and a jetpack on the back, with the ability to fly short distances. In addition, there are also particularly precious global limited editions, such as the fearless pioneer whose upper body was transformed into a propeller meat grinder. It only costs 998...

Pooh! What am I thinking about?

crunch--

The ground is covered with large and small iron plates, which make noise every time you step on them. But Miss Watson didn't care. There was no need to hide the news now. She pushed open the iron door, and a familiar room appeared in front of her. The memory fragments of Heisenberg were so strong that after entering the factory, Miss Watson even had a ridiculous illusion of returning home.

There was an unfinished cigar lying on the wooden table in the far corner.

Miss Watson pulled out a chair and looked quietly at the wall.

There are many photos of different sizes posted on this wall. The most prominent ones are naturally the other three major lords, and the largest portrait of the mother goddess Miranda in the middle. Heisenberg obviously put a lot of effort into dealing with the rebellion. In particular, the general structure of the residences of the three major lords, various entrances, passages outside the altar and related attack locations are all marked. This guy is just rushing to kill everyone.

Memory fragments show that Heisenberg manufactured and stored two wire-controlled howitzers in an underground warehouse for launching homemade napalm bombs; in addition, he also built many large armed vehicles, from excavations to machines, bulldozers, road rollers, and the machine gun and heavy artillery tracked vehicle that appeared in the game...

It has to be said that "Magneto" is really talented in machinery. Even without the mutation enhancement of fungal root products, he might be able to create an army by himself. When she controlled the protagonist Ethan to enter the factory in the game, Ms. Watson even felt that this industrial-style level design had nothing to do with "Resident Evil".

Looking back on Heisenberg's plan, the key lies in how to transport biochemical armor.

These things with worrying intelligence cannot march in an orderly manner like ordinary soldiers, let alone reach different target locations on their own. In order to solve this problem, Heisenberg has a simple and direct solution: signal transmitter. By matching the specific frequency of the head controller, the purpose of driving the biochemical armor soldiers closer is achieved. Just like radio frequency modulation, he created many signal transmitters with different frequencies to distribute nearly a thousand biochemical armor soldiers to different locations.

What Miss Watson has to do now is to throw several signal transmitters into the corresponding locations.

For example, the southeastern fortress where werewolves live.

and the reservoir of Salvador “The Fishman” Moro.

The former is too troublesome, the latter is too disgusting, and has no devouring value. Miss Watson is more willing to use these biochemical armor soldiers to deal with it, so that she can take the opportunity to deal with the greater threat. After sorting out these memory fragments and thoughts, she began to turn her attention to the pair of metal parts in the corner.

After this period of exploration, coupled with a series of memory fragments, more information about "magnetism" was also learned.

It can have 2 forms: magnetic beam or magnetic field.

When the magnetic force is concentrated into one beam or one direction, it can lift the metal for Miss Watson. The more concentrated the magnetic force is, the greater the mass of metal that can be lifted; and when they are completely dispersed, it will lift the metal for Miss Watson. The whole body forms a "field" with a radius of about 5 meters. In this state, the magnetic force is too dispersed to lift even a shrapnel, but they can extend Miss Watson's senses, allowing her to grasp the position of large metal objects in the field.

Wherever a chunk of metal moved, she could spot it.

More importantly, what the "field" provides is not vision, but touch.

As long as the magnetic lines of induction are touched, information will be immediately fed back to the brain just like skin contact. This is how "Magneto" Carl Heisenberg discovered his stalker. Miss Watson was carrying a PKM universal machine gun and broke into the magnetic field. She was immediately captured by him - there were not many metal objects around on the path in the wilderness, and such a sudden appearance suddenly appeared. It's hard not to notice anything that's hanging around.

After devouring Heisenberg, Miss Watson naturally also possessed this metal sensing ability. However, at this stage, this ability is still very rough, and it is impossible to expect her to detect the vibration of a wire. But there is something small in size but very loud in movement, which can be easily captured by the metal sensor.

That's the bullet that flew by.

In addition to listening to the sound of gunfire to identify the location, Miss Watson now has another option: to determine the source based on the trajectory of the bullet across the magnetic field. This is much more useful than listening to the sound of gunfire on the battlefield. People are shooting everywhere, and it is difficult to determine which enemies are pointing their guns here. But now, as long as she has enough time, she can accurately find them one by one.

"I usually carry a long-handled hammer carelessly, but my special powers are so disgusting..."

Miss Watson rummaged through the room, looking for Heisenberg's notebook: "What an old cunt, ah, here it is."

After opening her notebook and looking through it for a while, she took out her pocket watch and returned to the church in Silent Hill.

......

There was still a lot of blood outside the window.

Just as Miss Watson expected, there was a figure squatting in the corner.

"Ah!!! The bad woman is here! The bad woman! The bad woman!"

The doll Angie suddenly took off on the spot, floating over with a male duck's voice and cursing, but when she saw Miss Watson's face, she suddenly became silent again. After hesitating and hesitating for a while, he began to fidget: "I recognize you! You are the Evil Queen! The Bad Witch! What are you going to do by tying me here? I will not give in, I will fight you to the end!" A handsome prince will ride on a white horse to save me! Good will triumph over evil..."

Ignoring the little noise, Miss Watson walked to the side exit of the church, opened the door and saw that the small square outside was filled with all kinds of scary dolls. Compared with the old dolls in the Benevento mansion, most of the "dolls" in front of us have lost their human form. Some have seven or eight legs, four or five heads, and some have a string of bodies connected into strips, even wrapped in the middle. Flesh.

"No!! Don't open the door! Close the door!! Close the door quickly!!!"

Behind him, Anji was going crazy.

Miss Watson closed the door and returned to the munitions box and began to change her clothes. Fortunately, I had some foresight and prepared a few extra sets of clothes. The decisive battle was coming, so I couldn't dress like a village girl, right?

Although... you'll probably still be naked by the end.

"Why don't you go out for a walk?" Miss Watson was putting on her underwear while looking at Donna covering her face in the corner: "Stop covering your face, I know you can see me through Angie."

"There are monsters out there! They're all monsters!"

Angie was very manic: "This is hell! I can't go anywhere wuwuwuwu!!!"

One hand grabbed its neck. Although this did not affect the doll's speech, the woman in front of him had a terrible aura coming from her. Anji decisively pretended to be mute. But when he saw the other person walking towards his master, the puppet couldn't help but struggle. As a flesh-and-blood graft of Donna, the doll Angie can directly reflect her emotions to a large extent. Obviously, Donna is very nervous now.

Miss Watson nudged Angie's chin with her thumb.

The doll raised its head and made a creaking sound, and its neck seemed to be stretched to pieces in the next second.

Donna got up from the corner in fright.

Two small fists were raised on his chest, but he remained silent.

"Spare your life!"

Angie held Miss Watson's wrist with her wooden palm: "It hurts so much! It hurts so much! Don't hurt me! What do you want?"

"I want you to speak with less exclamation points."

Miss Watson walked up to Donna in two steps and looked at the black hood. The puppeteer was already stiff at this moment. It wasn't until a hand came up that she started to move back. But it was too late, Miss Watson gave a gentle twitch, and the black cloth cover on Donna's head was removed, and a pale and pretty face appeared in front of her eyes.

To be honest, Donna's appearance is completely above the passing mark, and the lines of her jawbone and lower jaw can still show some of the styles of the southern European Mediterranean people. However, after the fungal root product was implanted, a large abscess sarcoma developed in her right eye, covering almost half of her face. Miss Benevento, who was already very autistic, became even more reluctant to see people in the future.

"Ah ah ah ah ah--!!!!!!"

Donna couldn't control her mouth anymore, let out a hysterical scream, covered her face and turned around to run away. Miss Watson was well prepared. She clung to the other person's back, hugged her abdomen with one hand, and the panicked Miss Benevento was pulled into her arms.

This scene seems a bit familiar...

Feeling the strength of Donna's struggle, Michelle's face suddenly appeared in Miss Watson's mind. In that arena, after her mask was torn off by him, Butterfly Knife Girl also reacted in the same way, and she screamed much worse than Donna. At this time, Anji, the doll held in the other hand, was completely out of control and kept squealing.

"What are you afraid of?"

Leaning close to Donna's ear, Miss Watson used a gentle tone: "Are you afraid of being seen by me?"

Throwing away the puppet Angie in her hand, she hugged Miss Benevento's body and began to dance in the small open space. A large red light was cast from the ceiling of the church, and the sound of bells came from nowhere, heavy and slow. Miss Watson's naked toes stepped on the floor, clinging to those complicated and profound patterns, as if she were performing some kind of ritual.

Donna continued to kick around, but she couldn't get away.

Her entire body was held and spun around by the terrifying woman behind her. The row of window panes at the top of the church flowed in her eyes, and the wisps of red light that seeped in circulated back and forth, completely dazzling her vision. Donna had to close her only eye, and she finally realized that there was no way to break free with her own strength.

But this was Miss Benevento's only thought at this time.

To her, the world had always been slow, as steady as an old wall clock. But it was different now. This beautiful woman in lingerie rushed in with an unstoppable attitude, knocking Donna's entire mind to pieces. She didn't know what to do, and she didn't even have the energy to control Angie. Donna opened her eyes slightly and saw her puppet lying quietly on the floor, as if it had never been alive.

She closed her eyes again and prayed that this would be over soon.

I don't know how much time passed, but Donna finally felt her body being turned around by a pair of hands and thrown into a cold and soft embrace.