What Can I Do if I Travel to Fgo? I'm Desperate Too

And he didn't know if he could bear the recoil of this gun.

[If everyone can masturbate, it is very unfair to the plane. 】

A certain cheating voice came to mind, but if everyone knows how to use guns, then why do we need deterrence?Everyone knows when the firearm will attack, so it is completely possible to predict when the opponent's holder will shoot!

He is not the protagonist of those little white texts, any ordinary person can shoot randomly with a sand/hawk!

You must know that even soldiers may not be able to withstand the recoil of the Sand/Eagle, and ordinary people will directly dislocate their wrists after firing a shot.Now the arrival of this weapon will only make his already mediocre combat effectiveness even lower.Anyway, for Yang Lin now, instead of giving him a large-caliber and powerful pistol, it would be better to give him a small gangster's machete, at least he is not afraid of the problem of not being able to hit people.

Put the pistol away, although it will not be used, at least it may be used in a critical situation.Now Yang Lin's main purpose is to find his teammates. Keep this kind of thing for him in case of emergency, or give it to William when he meets him. Good steel should be used on the blade, and a good knife should be used on real skills. .

It is impossible to live safely in this world just relying on him alone. Without any other advantages, let's honestly unite with other people.

"But, where is this place?" However, Yang Lin's IQ is not so low as to be outrageously low, at least he didn't call other people's names while walking like an idiot on the road.On the way, Yang Lin also accidentally obtained a flashlight, one of the special products of Silent Hill.

Why is this considered a Silent Hill specialty?Can you imagine an old flashlight, about the size of your fist, going on for days without a single battery change?However, this flashlight can be regarded as a relatively dangerous thing, because the bright light emitted by the flashlight can attract a large number of monsters, so it can be said to be a good equipment for MT.

[To be honest, it would be absolutely unscientific to say that this thing is in the real world.But this world is definitely a magical world without fog. Is the so-called science all fake? 】

Thinking of the monsters in the game that won't die after a few shots, and the monsters in the generation that have to be kicked to die completely.Yang Lin moved forward slowly with the corners of his mouth twitching.

But now it was so dark that it was almost impossible to see clearly, so Yang Lin had no choice but to endure it, anyway, if the situation was not good, he would turn off the flashlight first.Suddenly, Yang Lin noticed that there seemed to be a glimmer of metallic light not far in front of him.

"Am I really not the protagonist of TM's novel? Hey~ Is there an author or something by my side watching me!" Looking at the reflective thing in front of him, Yang Lin looked at it with a black line on his face. things in front of you.It's a katana sword, the best weapon in any game or setting.

Although the samurai sword will definitely collapse quickly if it is hit head-on, but in the game world, it is obviously comparable to the sturdiness of the western knight sword.However, you must know that in the game, when the protagonist gets a new weapon, there will be minions who will come out to serve as a test stone for the protagonist. Holding the idea of ​​​​would rather believe it or not, Yang Lin immediately hid and looked at it. Not really something strange appears.

[Sometimes, I will regret my crow head and come up with whatever I think.] I watched a nurse in front of me swaying over, but when she walked to the position where Yang Lin was standing just now, she found that there was no one there. Stopped nearby.Perhaps by coincidence, the nurse stopped with a very seductive gesture.

"Such a seductive posture, do you want me to kill you!" Speaking domineering lines, with a strange accent, Yang Lin gradually sneaked over.Although that face is really disgusting, but if you put a bag on her face, maybe you will really hit her on the ground, and then get rid of it after the first shot.

[It's a pity that this is the other world. I never know when other monsters will appear. 】Dark shadows appeared on Yang Lin's face, touching the sharp Japanese knife, Yang Lin's mouth raised a fierce angle.

A knife was slashed on the female nurse's shoulder.In Yang Lin's dry laugh, the female nurse waved the knife up and down without any hesitation, making a cut on Yang Lin's clothes.

If you want to point and hit without specific training, do you really think that you are the protagonist? !

However, it doesn't matter~ For Yang Lin, this is the time to familiarize himself with the center of gravity of the samurai sword!

Recalling the mystery of Juhe Slash in his memory, Yang Lin also turned half of the blade to his side in the three-second quick attack after pulling out the sword. "Draw the knife~"

[I don’t know when I will fill in the hole] Stupid team ([-])

Yang Lin is just a college student, an ordinary college student.

There are no good memories, no friends worth remembering, and no major grievances or surprises. It can almost be said that it is a meaningless life.

The same grades as the average person, the same mentality as the average person, the same number of fights as the average person, the same as the average person...

That's right, Yang Lin is an absolutely ordinary person!Although he was once said to be very suitable for black suits... But this attribute is just appearance, and it is not a good characteristic of a person.

"Cough! Cough!" Yang Lin recovered from his white mind.When he opened his eyes, what he saw was a nurse who was almost turning into a lump of flesh, and a samurai sword that looked a bit dangerous.

"Puff~" Yang Lin sat on the ground weakly, adjusting her breathing with a big mouthful.Don't get me wrong, Yang Lin didn't regret killing a monster, nor did he feel weak when he saw blood.The previous few quizzes have prevented Yang Lin from losing consciousness due to that inexplicable entanglement.

"Why am I so stupid!" Yang Lin knocked on his head angrily and let out a low cry.

That's right, Yang Lin is just regretting his ⑨ attribute, obviously he only needs to cut off his neck and cut off his life, but Yang Lin just waved his hands carelessly.

This is not a game, this is the real world, and the samurai sword is not a weapon known for its defensive power.The defensive power of the samurai sword is as fragile as watching a few people die.It is good to cut the flesh and neck, but it is not suitable for this kind of high-intensity, continuous plural word attack.

This kind of knowledge is a condition that even a layman will understand after a little try.

As long as one hit kills, don't make unnecessary moves... But this guy who suddenly appeared messed up his position.Fortunately, the knife has not been completely broken, and Yang Lin's consciousness is also very clear, and his body is just a little tired.

It is estimated by visual estimation that this knife will lose its original function if it cuts hard objects at most a few times.And when I opened the locked door before, I knew that there is no such thing as a durable lock in this world.

"Tokiomi...you are much better than that so-called main god." Yang Lin, who finally relaxed, couldn't help feeling a little grateful. Compared with the main god in Infinite Terror, Tosaka Toki who was in charge of them Minister, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is kind, at least it looks like this at the moment.

This main god is a little benevolent, a little ordinary, unlike the main god written by Z, who pays so much attention to so-called talents.Give people an equal opportunity to evolve, an evolution method that makes people unable to even get jealous, an evolution opportunity that makes the loser dejected but without the slightest complaint, sinking into the abyss of death with dissatisfaction with oneself.

[Eh~ If you think about it this way, this Tohsaka Tokiomi seems to be more cruel than that main god!If it's really fun, then there's no one to curse! 】

Yang Lin's sudden thought of running out almost made him tremble, and he sat up suddenly from the seemingly dirty but actually somewhat comfortable ground, dispelling the inertia in his heart, picked up the cracked knife in his hand, Start the road ahead.

There have been many chances, and Tosaka Tokiomi has given Yang Lin many chances.Yang Lin can be sure, after so many times of tossing, he can be so sure!

This might be the last chance that Tohsaka Tokiomi gave him to get used to....

Such a fragile nurse should no longer exist. There are some small tricky things in the original book, once it is brought to reality.

Yang Lin didn't dare to think about it anymore, he was afraid that he would lose his courage and lose the courage to move forward in the dark.

"...Hoohoo." He closed his eyes tightly and forced himself to calm down... After this lasted for an unknown amount of time, Yang Lin opened his eyes again.Although there is still a little fear in the black eyes, there is no hesitation anymore...

At least at this time, Yang Lin knew that he must not hesitate, otherwise!He will definitely be eaten by this black and bloody world, not a single piece of him is left, not even a bone.

Feeling the rapid recovery of physical strength in her body, Yang Lin also walked slowly.There are still many questions that have not been clarified, even saying that Yang Lin still has something to know!

That's right, Yang Lin, who had left those three people and was living alone, finally realized something was wrong.Are the three of them foreigners being overly rational?Or does it give people too much sense of dependence?

If you want to know the answer, you have to live to find them again...

"Wait for me to come back, everyone, I will let you know that my personal ability is definitely not low!"

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In fact, the spirit still hasn't fully accepted the vision in front of him. Even though the blood-like lessons before exist, Mushroom is still not very willing to believe these stories.

Compared with the so-called survival adventure now, her main thoughts are on the scene before death.She still remembers the shattering sound when her head collided with a sharp hard object.

"..." Thinking of this, Mushroom couldn't help rubbing the slightly painful place in pain. There was no wound there, but there was still pain and even paralysis.

Pain and silence... There is nothing worse than feeling the torture of life passing away bit by bit, powerless, and conscious.What was repaired was only on the surface, although the wound was gone, and there was no internal bleeding.

But Mushroom could feel that the wound that killed him was still oozing pain.

That's not an illusion, that's a warning, a well-intentioned and malicious warning.For this reason, she had to believe what the man who was as elegant as a nobleman in red said.Here, it is simply......

"hell."

There is no doubt that this is hell, a hell where the dead struggle.Miserable monsters I saw for the first time appeared one by one in front of me!

And it's getting stronger and harder to deal with.He rubbed his high heels on the ground expressionlessly, shaking off the dirt on them.

The fire ax obtained from Yang Lin is useless, and the firearms are just to attract the hatred of those monsters.Shooting out of thin air or something, who knows what will happen in the process?What kind of monsters will be attracted to come here?

Before everyone was united, maybe Mushroom would consider distracting the monsters, but now... it is already acting alone.

Indeed, ammunition and firearms are what this American wilderness town lacks most. During these journeys, Mushroom also encountered a lot of such reliable equipment and armor. If she had physical support, she even wanted to fully arm herself.

But the conditions do not allow, the heart is more than enough but the strength is not enough.Wave after wave of small monsters that seem to be tempting, deliberately let people gradually grow up, the so-called experience-giving monsters become faster and stronger bit by bit, and they can't be killed cleanly.

She had this feeling that monsters couldn't be killed cleanly.It doesn't matter how many miscellaneous soldiers there are, even though these miscellaneous soldiers can easily kill her... Even though the miscellaneous soldiers are also becoming stronger at an alarming rate.

The white shirt he was wearing was already soaked in sweat, his body lacked exercise, and his muscles were slack. The only thing he could praise was his consciousness and judgment, which was still very clear until now, and his metabolic rate, which was probably strengthened by the main god.

The walls full of crimson blood stains erode the mushroom's perception of the color of the world, and it seems that something may run out of the dark corners at any time.Picking up a photo that seemed to be a family, it was obviously full of happy smiles, but against the dark red blood spots, it was so evil and strange.

"It's a mess... this world." As if seeing a ghost, Mushroom laid the weird family photo on the table, as if something would come out of the photo in the next second.Move forward step by step in a world full of filth.

"Even the stairs have these things..." The current location is probably a certain building, with stairs connecting several different rooms.The armrest is covered with something that I don't know whether to call it blood spots or rust. It makes people feel extremely disgusting at a glance, and they don't want to touch the filth with their hands.

Touching will bring ominous dirty things. Looking at the long stairs in front of me, the high-heeled shoes are tapping rhythmically, and the sound echoes throughout the corridor.Step on it little by little, and move forward carefully.The rhythm that lures the dark things is stepping forward, and nothing is drawn out.

"...Is it an illusion?" The eyes and brain became more and more tired.Mushroom, who thought he could sleep well after death, was involved in this abnormal incident.

If you really count, the mushroom has not slept for about 96 hours.The dark eye circles on his face are also proof of his poor spirits.

Taking a short breath, Mushroom tried to relax as much as possible, and continued walking in the corridor.She wants to figure out the building, looking for some reliable things and clues.

"——!!" The dirty red-spotted world disappeared.The scenery that greets the eyes is the snow-white walls and the sound of the horn of the car outside.What Mushroom held in his hand was not a self-defense weapon, but a package and statistics full of [work surplus].

"Ugh!" The next moment, Mushroom suddenly woke up again.She found that she had fallen on the stairs!But this time the mushroom rolled down on its own will.Probably because the posture is still correct, there is no problem with the body this time.

but…………

"This, what—" It is absolutely impossible to appear in reality, and the alien with the opposite temperament from the previous miscellaneous fish appeared in front of Mushroom! ! !

Appearing at the end of the spiral staircase is a huge clock wrapped in countless tentacles.And the surface of the clock is still locked by the silver shackles, the minute, hour and second hands, as if the whole time has been stopped.But this is not the most frightening thing, the most frightening thing is that the gentle reminder of the main god has already spread from Mushroom's ears.

[Sub-quest 2, kill the dark side of the Mushroom, a member of the Lord God Squad - Sleep.Success reward: 100 points, and the team will get 20 points for killing the assisting members.Failure penalty: You become one with your dark side. 】

[I don’t know when I will fill in the hole] Stupid team ([-])

Chaotic breathing haunted the silent corridor, but there were no monsters blocking the sound during this period, as if those nightmarish existences did not exist here in the first place.

"Da da da..." The sound of sneakers colliding with the stairs echoed in the empty stairwell, and William, who benefited from years of exercise, quickly left the huge fat man behind.

"Huh~huh~~ It should be safe now, right?" William stood at the top of the stairs and looked up, but the darkness blocked his vision, so he couldn't see anything.

"It's really troublesome. The temporary team has been dispersed." Although he has never played this type of death game, it doesn't mean that William is not aware of the current crisis.William took a deep breath, and then let his body relax, which is the way he has developed to relax his mind. "Huh, are you going to fight for your own life again?"

"There was such a good thing as the Ithaca M37 shotgun there before~ Damn, why didn't you make up your mind at that time!" William's thoughts returned to the time when they found the pile of firearms before entering the inner world.

"Forget it, these two pistols should be able to last for a while. This damn world can't do without guns."

"Double Colt, the weight is just right, so it shouldn't make my hands useless after firing." Looking at the most suitable weapon he took out, William also calmed down his heartbeat a little.

"Well, although both guns are full of 24 rounds of ammunition each, it is a pity that there was no chance to collect spare pistol ammunition at that time." The gun is a good gun, and it also has the function of collecting and viewing, but now it is obvious that 48 rounds Bullets limit William's output.And William didn't think he could kill a monster with one bullet, even if he could blow their heads off. "I hope the double violence succeeds, Amen."

"Then let's move on like this." It's impossible to go back. The first William doesn't want to try his luck. He doesn't want to turn around and run into that huge fat monster. It is impossible to converge at all.

After all, for the other three people, it was only clear at first glance.If you really want to meet, you must rely on luck. If you are not on the same line of fate, it is completely impossible for fate to intersect.

Stepping out of the stairwell, William was greeted by an empty and narrow corridor. Perhaps because of insufficient voltage, the lights on the ceiling looked dim.

A mess of rubbish piled up on both sides of the corridor—broken rag dolls, incomplete books and documents, bed sheets stained with black and red dirt, etc., all of which looked ghostly under the dim light.

[Hey~ Hey~ Mustache! 】The long and narrow corridor is depressing, and the dim lights intensify this feeling.I have to think of the great image of the head of state during World War II in my mind, so as to relieve my pressure.

"Hehe, it's like my life~" Carefully avoiding a pot that fell in the middle of the road, such thoughts jumped into William's brain.

"Always care about other people's evaluations, always sensitive to other people's eyes, and have no own opinions since I was a child." Unstoppable, such thoughts rolled in William's mind.

"My ancestors are very powerful, the Duke is a German Junker nobleman, and my father is also very powerful, the general manager of a multinational group." William murmured in a low voice, "The road of life is well arranged, I just need to follow the road all the way. Let’s go, it’s a bright future.”

The corridor was coming to an end, and there was darkness ahead. "As the Duke's heir, every action will be watched by many people. Whether it's spies, agents, government/government or even relatives."

"But, I'm not reconciled~~ I don't want to follow the route you designed! I want to follow my own path." The past attempts to quarrel with his parents came to his mind, but there is no doubt that As the Duke's child, in fact, the skill of cursing is just to say a few words politely, but those words are definitely scolding the ancestors in a tricky way. If you really scold him like that, you will scold yourself too.