The Uncanny Valley Travel Guide

The sharp weapon pierced through the air, but within a thousandth of a second before the tip of the sword was about to touch the murderer's skin, a stone suddenly bounced from Xie Yuanyuan's side, hitting the tip of the knife with great force and measure.The crisp beating sound and the officer's order to stop overlapped. The guard didn't know that death passed him by, and he still held up his baton angrily. aside.

Unleashing the sword, being blocked, withdrawing, and dodging, these four actions happened almost at the same time. Xie Yuanyuan quickly retreated into the team like a ghost, and no one found his whereabouts!

The boy's life was saved by accident.

The officer walked slowly in front of the young man, Xie Yuanyuan urgently searched for the person who stopped him with the stone.Among the female prisoners watching on the opposite side, from the frightened faces, a pair of indifferent, dark eyes that implied hostility were facing Xie Yuanyuan, and the player on the opposite side raised two fingers , pressing lightly as if signaling from the air.

It's Du Zijun!

Seeming to have a backbone, Xie Yuanyuan suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.He knew that he was presumptuous just now, but...

He turned his head and continued to stare at the Nazi officer who was gradually approaching the boy.His well-polished military boots had an unpleasant sheen in the deepening night and the white light of the searchlights, and they clicked on the gravel-covered ground.

"You have a lot of courage, young man," said the officer with a half-smile. "This kind of courage is not usually seen among Jews... I very much hope that you can keep it."

The young man's thin body trembled slightly, he clenched his teeth and closed his mouth stubbornly.

"However," the officer showed a friendly smile, "There will be no next time, so remember."

He turned away, as if to resume his light work of picking and picking.The young man stared at his back vigilantly, and was about to support his elbows. When he stood up from the ground, the officer's smiling expression remained motionless, but the man suddenly turned around, and the heel of his boots, like a trampling iron hoof, kicked heavily on the young man's face like lightning. Flying him like a kite with a broken string several meters away, there was a crisp sound of bones breaking, and a few teeth flew out with blood!

Xie Yuanyuan's shoulders trembled subconsciously, and the prisoners around screamed in unison, while the female prisoners on the other side burst into mournful cries, and Fu was forcibly pressed down again.

A tall and strong guard yelled roughly, like carrying a chicken, and carried the half-dead boy to the qualified product camp.

"Moslem." The officer's face was relaxed and kind. He stood back to his original position unhurriedly, raised his finger, and ordered an old man in front of him to go to the camp of eliminated products.

Xie Yuanyuan felt cold all over.

The coldness came from the inside out, he bit his lips tightly, and suddenly understood what Du Zijun meant to stop him - if he turned the violent guard into a pool of blood in full view of the crowd out of impulse, what would happen next? The situation is bound to get completely out of control.At that time, he can escape, Du Zijun can escape, and other players with life-saving cards can escape. Only these civilians will definitely not be able to escape.

In just a few seconds, the Nazi officer's explosive power, physical fitness, and extremely cold-blooded, ruthless personality were all displayed in front of everyone.Xie Yuanyuan understood that he had to be extra careful. With his attributes locked, if he didn't have the buff of his heaven-defying physique, he wouldn't be able to do three tricks under this eagle dog.

So, what about the remaining two?Where did they go again?

Xie Yuanyuan could only try to comfort himself, although he didn't know what role the two of them were assigned to, but according to their strength, they would be fine... definitely.

The SS officer patted and pinched the person before Xie Yuanyuan, and classified him as a qualified product.Xie Yuanyuan stuck behind him, like an undetected ghost, his nails were slightly dipped in the marked poison powder in the backpack, and lightly rubbed on the back of the officer's hand.

It is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge in ten years, and sooner or later he will kill you.

Xie Yuanyuan's eyes flicked across his face, and then he walked into the hut where the Jews were temporarily held without looking back, like a wolf cub holding a grudge.

Du Zijun watched him from the other side for a long time, until Xie Yuanyuan's figure slowly disappeared behind the two-person high fence gate, he finally looked away at ease, and said in a low voice: "Okay, come back."

The sparkling blood rippled layer upon layer in the shadows under his feet, Yu Zhaocha's swollen and ferocious face vaguely appeared in it, and then faded away.

You know, Xie Yuanyuan is not stupid, he is just very naive and relies on intuition to act.But right now, Du Zijun should be thankful that he acted on intuition, and didn't go deep into where those unqualified eliminated would go.

For him, Xie Yuanyuan's innocence is more difficult than Wen Zheliu's kindness. Wen Zheliu can be said to know the world but not the world, but Xie Yuanyuan is too easily influenced and impulsive.If he reacts, a large number of old, weak, sick and disabled Jews behind him will be given a piece of soap symbolically by the SS, and then they will line up to enter the incineration room with the door plate of "Bathhouse" and burn them alive into a wisp of smoke floating on the chimney. If the green smoke comes out, the situation will only become more uncontrollable.

However...he also has a little uncontrollable factor here.

Du Zijun turned his head and looked at the female officer who was in charge of selecting the female prisoners. She was a woman with an Aryan aesthetic.

This woman was very gorgeous, with blond hair and blue eyes, snow-skinned red lips, thin and thin eyebrows, and the arc formed by her cheekbones and jaw looked delicate and elegant.She looked coldly at all the unkempt Jewish women, but she was not wearing the dark SS uniform, but the tightly wrapped nurse uniform.

She also wore spotless white gloves on her hands, and she stood upright like a steel plate.She does not touch the prisoner like the male officer, but only observes with the naked eye.Cut out the thin ones, leave the strong ones—the woman's expression was filled with a sickly, heartfelt disgust.

Du Zijun's face was expressionless, his eyes slowly moved from the pistol and whip hanging around her waist to her high-top black military boots, and two words came to mind.

femme fatale.

In normal times, he would not need to take action on this kind of thing, and he would be able to deal with it neatly just by relying on the ghost control left by Long Ji. As if they were forgotten in this world...

Du Zijun didn't know whether the main quest this time required the player to dig by himself, or whether it needed a specific place or something to trigger it, so he had to take Xie Yuanyuan with him and stand still.

He was about to arrive soon, Du Zijun took a step forward, quietly waiting for the female officer's scrutiny.

Under the gradually thickening night, the girl's complexion is like a translucent magnolia, or the fragrant fresh snow falling from the eaves, with the unique delicacy of the oriental people.Even with a female body, Du Zijun's figure is still tall and straight, his eyebrows and eyes are as dark as his hair, combined with his pale skin, revealing a somewhat thrilling beauty of contrast.

The female officer looked at him fixedly, her green eyes were like some kind of snake that wanted to eat someone.She carefully took off her gloves for the first time, revealing her white fingers covered with red nail polish, then suddenly pinched Du Zijun's chin, and the strong smell of perfume flooded into Du Zijun's nose - she was approaching, looking carefully he.

Du Zijun's eyebrows twitched.

The pain coming from the chin is very distinct, this is not a woman at all... No, or rather, this is not the hand strength that a normal person should have at all.If he was really just an ordinary girl, his jaw would probably be crushed by the force of her index finger and thumb.

"What's your name?" The female officer raised her sharp eyebrows and asked hoarsely.

"...Du Zijun." He said his name directly.

He wants to test how real this world is.

"Oh?" The female officer's cold and rigid expression finally changed. She smiled in surprise, but her fingers were still firmly stuck on his chin, and she increased her strength bit by bit, as if she was giving him a blow. A torture that tests endurance, "Are you... an oriental?"

Du Zijun's heart skipped a beat immediately.

Even worse.

If the system had covered the player's identity, the female SS officer would not have said anything about his name, but now she not only noticed her, but also judged her oriental origin...

"Look into my eyes, Oriental girl." The female officer was wearing mid-heel military boots, slightly taller than Du Zijun, "If you are not these hideous Jewish bastards, then maybe I can consider treating you better... "

Du Zijun's eyes were indifferent: "What if I am?"

He interrupted the female officer.

"Then remember...don't talk back to me when I speak!" The woman's voice suddenly rose, and she screamed nervously. The next second, she slapped Du Zijun's face fiercely. !

This slap was fast and violent, and Du Zijun couldn't dodge it with his attributes forced down to level 1!He was staggered in an instant, the corner of his mouth was broken, and the left half of his cheek was bleeding from his long nails. After he staggered and stood still, he heard the hoarse voice of the female officer: "Remember my name, you Jews... □! I am Marcel Knigsler, the head nurse of the SS Army, and the master who can decide your life and death in the future! So it is best not to make me angry, understand!"

……it is good.

Du Zijun slowly wiped the corner of his mouth, and the tip of his tongue tasted a burst of blood.

well.

He straightened his body, took a deep breath, and suppressed the killing intent in his body like a raging sea.

great.

Du Zijun raised his legs and walked forward, Yu Zhaocha's swollen eyeballs were fixed on Marcel's face. In just a short moment, he had already thought of dozens of ways to kill this woman, but he just couldn't bear it. Hold on, because now is not the time to run wild.

All the Jewish women around were silent and walked with their heads bowed. Only Du Zijun's waist was straight, and two groups of gloomy fires were burning in his eyes.

He followed most of the survivors, walking slowly towards the shed where the prisoners were temporarily held.