The Uncanny Valley Travel Guide

Wen Zheliu raised his eyes, the face of the visitor was hidden under the wide-brimmed military cap, and his tall stature made it difficult for people to see what he looked like, but there was a glimmer of light in the dark green eyeballs in the shadows, It has the inorganic texture of a cold-blooded animal.

Wen Zheliu has completely calmed down.

"I understand, sir," he said evenly, "I'm at your service any time."

"Very good." The visitor seemed somewhat satisfied. He walked past Wen Zheliu and said softly, "Heil Hitler."

"...Heil Hitler." Wen Zheliu had no choice but to respond in such a low voice. On the man's shoulder straps with simple lines, two gold stars shone brightly, dazzling in the dim corridor.

... the rank of captain of the SS, a senior commando squadron leader, would come to stay in a small concentration camp?

Wen Zheliu looked at his back deeply, and immediately understood in his heart that the man in front of him should be the "commander" that the guards said before.

I just don't know who the doctor the guards are talking about...

He slowly walked back to his room, the powerful medicine of the system was playing its due role, his headache eased a lot, and when he looked around the room again, he could find many different details again.

For example, the black long whip hanging next to the military uniform, under the light, it exudes a fluffy halo, Wen Zheliu doesn't even need to touch it, you can imagine how many barbs it is covered with that can tear the human body apart For example, the swastika flag hanging on the wall, he just glanced at it, and then turned his head away out of sight; or for example, the photo frame on the table, he picked it up and looked at it carefully, including himself, there were countless pictures on it. A man and a woman, the captain was sitting on a chair by the river, a man and a woman next to him were dressed as medical staff, and there was a pair of brothers and sisters of the opposite sex who looked similar. Wen Zheliu guessed that this should be the entire leadership of the SS in the concentration camp. personnel.

PhD……

His gaze rested on the male doctor in a white coat for a moment, then he put down the photo frame and picked up the form that he had turned out earlier.

For some reason, he still couldn't get in touch with He Qin and the other two, but Wen Zheliu's mood had long since become stable and calm.

He can feel that this world is more special than other worlds. If you insist on a metaphor, it is equivalent to stepping from a fantasy movie to a war documentary movie. Even the player's attributes are forcibly suppressed by the system to the level of ordinary people. Talk about the difficulty of your task.

The more real it is, the more difficult it is, but according to Wen Zheliu's character, the more difficult it is, the more he has to face it.Even if he is the only one left in the whole team, he will definitely straighten his shoulders and hold the beam.

He looked at the form that was drawn every seven days, casually took out a pen from the drawer, and suddenly smiled.

"The name of Flying Over the Cuckoo's Nest is very misleading, so at the beginning, I couldn't match it with the plot in my impression," he murmured, "But if the Crazy Asylum described a concentration camp, then I completely Understood……"

"In the small town in [-], Teresa suffered inhuman abuse and abuse, but the gods she believed in did not save her, which made her doubt her own belief." He kept writing, sharp and The paper rubbed against each other, making a rustling sound, "Looking at the timeline, she was exposed to the magic of the cult earlier than Mary. A year later, she decided to leave Arlington, so she taught Mary the magic of the cult, making Jenny Returning to the human world, began her vengeful and unbreakable cycle."

The fountain pen came out smoothly, and Wen Zheliu wrote in one go: "She traveled for a while, the age of great voyages, and the world gradually became a whole, so she was able to go to Japan, where she noticed the abnormality of the Hisamatsu family and learned about the mermaid. Existence...and obtain eternal life from Long Ji."

"After that, a hundred years is fleeting, and even the immortal leader of the cult will succumb to the world war provoked by human guns..." Wen Zheliu's pen finally paused, and he recalled From the sacrifice seen in Dawson's dream, the girl was dying in a sea of ​​blood, and the heart was snatched by the ghost.

"—Then, the flames of war refer to the current war, the ghosts refer to the Nazis, and Salsa refers to the captured Seresa..."Help the key person escape" in the main mission [-]. This key person must be the one who was captured. Locked up here, let the Nazis study the mermaid's heart... No, Seresa, right?"

There was a crisp sound of unlocking the lock, and Zheliu was not surprised, and then continued: "That's why the system, as the incarnation of Celesa, used such emotional words when releasing the mission. Even knowing the truth, There is no need to understand the background of the world, and directly and forcefully instruct the players to destroy all of this..."

He put down his pen and sighed.

"When this world is over, there will be the death of Theresa's lover, Happy Dawson's Midnight Show, and her tentacles will officially spread in all directions, causing an indelible impact on future generations...ah."

Wen Zheliu scratched the side of his face, his broken hair made his cheeks itch: "I didn't expect that we would have to help the Holy Nun one day..."

He stared at the form in his hand, and the number once every seven days was very familiar: "So, where is the progress of the experiment now? The doctors and scientists of the SS Army have already calculated the onset time of mermaid blood, presumably they are preparing to create An eternal army. As for the experimental product, you don’t have to guess. It’s the newly transported Jews. The experiment was carried out more than once, and the innocent people in this concentration camp probably died more than one batch... It sucks , it's just terrible."

So far, he still hasn't seen the shadow of the other three people.Out of a lover's intuition, he was almost sure that the "hard bone" mentioned by the commander was He Qin who was locked up.As for Xie Yuanyuan and Du Zijun, since Wen Zheliu didn't see them among the officers, they were either assigned to the camp of prisoners, or served as prison heads or guards... Either way, there was a risk of becoming experimental guinea pigs.

But to be honest, Wen Zheliu was not really worried about these two people.Needless to say, Xie Yuanyuan, Du Zijun... the mermaid blood pressure in this world is not effective for Du Zijun at all, and Long Ji will not allow it to be effective.The only thing he was worried about was how to keep this group of innocent Jews, so that they could complete the target of 3258 without falling.

The competition with other players was forgotten by him, Wen Zheliu bit his lip, his eyes were tightly locked on the black and white photo.

"I need to... think of a way."

He said softly to himself: "Also, it's best not to tell me that these opposite-sex twins are Hati and Skull from Muspelheim. It's okay to disrupt the situation once, and it's acceptable to disrupt the situation twice. Come, even the Buddha will be angry."

Adhering to the policy of killing and never letting go, Wen Zheliu opened the bottom drawers and looked. When he found the last drawer, he suddenly found a small paper bag from inside, opened it and shook it, and walked around. Something like a bluetooth headset rolled out.

"?" Wen Zheliu frowned, "What's the matter?"

[Prop Name: Communication Headset]

【Level: D】

[Activation type: none]

【Cooling time: none】

[Attack Power: None]

[Effect: It can communicate with the person wearing it instantly. 】

[Equipment level: 1]

[Introduction to props: Yes, I understand that this thing really does not fit the background of the times, but people who are looking for a sense of reality in the game world must have something wrong with their brains, right? 】

Wen Zheliu: "..."

After working for a long time, the communication tools in the team are here!What does this mean, do you want him to send them to his teammates one by one?And what happened to the last sentence, the planner used the props to introduce the secret diss players, don't think that people can't see it!

Wen Zheliu had nowhere to spit out his full heart, and stared blankly for a long while before putting them in his pocket.

Forget it, go find Xie Yuanyuan tomorrow, is it curfew now?

He looked outside, only to see the light of the searchlights sweeping back and forth, and even the faint noise at the beginning was gone.

...In any case, I am still very worried about the Jews being escorted here. I heard that Zheliu can only do his best to break into the leadership core of the SS in the concentration camp.

After a night of anxiety, the sky was only getting brighter, and I woke up automatically after hearing Zhe Liu.He put on his military uniform jacket, fastened his armed belt, thought for a long time, and finally hung up the whip.

The cane can't be taken out yet, and if something happens, it's good to strangle people with a whip.

He pushed open the door, but after walking a few steps, he bumped into an oncoming guard.

"Sergeant!" The guard hurriedly gave a military salute, "The commander called you, are you feeling better?"

Wen Zheliu was caught off guard, he didn't even have a place to hide, he coughed a few times calmly, and said in a hoarse voice: "It's much better. Where is the commander?"

"You come with me."

Wen Zheliu's plan to go to the place where the Jews were held was declared bankrupt, so he shrugged and had no choice but to follow the guard into the depths of the concentration camp.

In the middle of the walk, the guard who led him handed over to another guard, and another guard led Wen Zheliu.

It seems that the destination is still a place with a relatively high level of confidentiality.As he thought, he walked at the same time and wrote down the route all the way.

After many and strict identity checks, he passed through the barbed wire grid and the fence, and came to a gray building.

Wen Zheliu's expression remained unchanged, and he walked in unhurriedly, but in fact, his heart was beating very hard at the moment, and if the surrounding cold and humid environment were a little quieter, the two rows of heavily guarded guards might be able to hear him The pounding sound of his heart hitting his chest.Because the closer he got to here, the hotter the moon ring on his hand became - he was getting closer and closer to He Qin.

The iron door was slowly closed, Wen Zheliu stood in the elevator, watching the scenery outside slide down step by step, and finally came down to a cold corridor.

According to Wen Zheliu's judgment based on the distance and the speed of the descent, this place is at least four floors above the ground.

The guards leading the way stopped moving forward, Wen Zheliu stepped on the rough ground alone, the sound of his heels hitting against him could not stop echoing, he raised his arm, and knocked on the iron door at the end of the corridor.

"Enter."

The door opened.

Wen Zheliu entered it slowly, and the first thing he saw was a huge glass wall that looked like an interrogation room.This allows the person in front of it to stand in the room and look down upon the hanging prisoner below.

The moon ring was as hot as a fire, Wen Zheliu clenched his teeth, endured and endured, just now he could not cry out.

——In the empty room at the bottom, there was only a lonely torture frame. The man's shirt was bloody and his black hair was messy hanging on it. It turned out to be He Qin!

"You're here." The commander said unemotionally.

"...Yes, sir." Wen Zheliu's heart was burning, and he tried his best not to look down, "What orders do you have?"

"Many days have passed, and our guest still hasn't spoken." The commander looked thoughtfully at He Qin through the floor-to-ceiling windows, "My adjutants have all put forward valuable suggestions. Since your health is better, Then can you use your excellent torture technique for us, and try it on our stubborn guest?"

Adjutants, gentlemen.

Wen Zheliu raised his eyes, and stared deeply at the men and women standing beside the commander, one on the left and one on the right.

They were similar in appearance and age. They all had brilliant platinum hair, light brown skin, and a pair of gray eyes that were so pale that they could hardly be seen.At this moment, they were calmly watching Wen Zheliu's reaction with malicious intent.

...Great, this familiar feeling, what more evidence is there for self-declaration?It is true that life does not meet, two friends of Muspelheim.

Wen Zheliu's gaze was filled with murderous intent, he touched the whip around his waist unskillfully, and replied in a low voice: "...If that's the case, then it's as you wish, sir."