The Uncanny Valley Travel Guide

"The situation is already very clear," Wen Zheliu was talking to Xie Yuanyuan while walking, "Three new members who don't know each other...these three people from Muspelheim have been arranged for a long time. "

"I think..." Xie Yuanyuan wrinkled his face, "They have worked so hard, do they have people in other teams?"

"Who knows," Wen Zheliu heaved a sigh of relief, "Didn't Garm gather a grass-roots team to come out at that time, and now Uncanny Valley is a mess, no matter what, everyone supports everyone, maybe they are messing around inside water."

Xie Yuanyuan said: "So, I didn't ask Li Rong what the S-level item was..."

Wen Zheliu shook his head: "Tan Hao doesn't know, Li Rong doesn't trust him, otherwise he wouldn't have brought him in. The key now is what these three people want to do."

Xie Yuanyuan said: "Actually, I can't figure it out either. Aren't Yemengade, Hela, and Fenrir all very powerful characters in mythology? Mu is braver than them..."

"That's why I said that there must be a demon if something goes wrong," Wen Zheliu turned on the moon ring, "They are like this... It seems that they are holding back some big moves."

Xie Yuanyuan scratched his cheek: "Let's take a step and see, since we can't catch them all at once, that's the only way to go."

The moon ring in Wen Zheliu's hand suddenly flashed a diamond light, and he frowned: "They are back."

"Have you gained anything?" Xie Yuanyuan asked quickly.

Wen Zheliu raised his eyes and looked ahead, He Qin and Du Zijun were rushing over from the corridor, one in front and one behind: "No...not, but I believe it will be soon."

"How is it?" He Qin shook the silver cross hanging on his chest, "Your progress seems to be going well?"

"Yeah." Wen Zheliu responded, "Tan Hao said that when it progressed to the fourth world, Hela and the others changed their appearance, pretending to be the new members of the Fire of the World, and delivered the parchment to Li Rong... ...Of course, they don't know yet, these three people are also here now."

"The battle line is long enough," Du Zijun sneered, "With such deliberate deliberations, we may not have killed He Rui's pig."

"His family is equal to my family, thank you." He Qin nodded politely, "But this argument is not unreasonable, but we have to change the word order, because he was indeed like a pig that was about to be killed, and I chopped it all over the ground. Chaos... well, whatever, family ugliness should not be publicized."

"..." Wen Zheliu's head was full of black lines.

"Again, haven't these people been imprisoned for nearly ten years? It's been so long, I thought they had forgotten it, but I didn't expect to remember it," He Qin sighed, "It's really A bunch of narrow-minded people."

"...Who can forget this!" Xie Yuanyuan couldn't help shouting, "No one can forget whoever puts it on!"

Suppressing the power to complain, Xie Yuanyuan said again: "However, even if they come to seek revenge, what qualifications do they have to seek revenge, and they are still sneaking around in the dark, can't they come here openly?"

He Qin looked at Xie Yuanyuan, paused without leaving any trace, and then said: "It's not their style to be upright."

Only Wen Zheliu noticed this unusual hesitation, and with a thought in his mind, the moon ring shone faintly.

He Qin's whisper came along the Yuejie: ​​I will tell you about this matter when there is no one else.

So he stopped talking, and when both of them entered the room and He Qin closed the door, he said to Wen Zheliu: "When I was looking for the people from Muspelheim, I traced the source of the wind chimes."

"It can be traced back to?" Wen Zheliu was a little surprised, "Have you found its owner?"

He Qin said: "No, I only know that its owner may be Hela, but there is also a protection mechanism on it, and I can't find it yet."

"Hella... She can see and sense Xie Yuanyuan... What is the principle?" Wen Zheliu thought about it, "I still can't figure it out yet."

"Death." He Qin said, "The special ability that He Rui bestowed on them can be called 'godhead'. Hela in Norse mythology is the goddess of death. What is the characteristic of death?"

At that moment, many unspeakable concepts flashed through Wen Zheliu's mind, he squinted his eyes, and finally uttered a word hesitantly: "...Everyone is equal?"

"bingo." He Qin snapped his fingers, "Smart Lemon. Everyone is equal, no matter rich or poor, high or low, high or low, no one is spared from death, so she can 'see' Xie Yuanyuan with her five senses. "

"So what is the wind chime for?" Wen Zheliu was a little puzzled.

He Qin took out the wind chime with several cracks from his backpack, and handed it to Wen Zheliu.

Wen Zheliu took it over, and after the shell of the white ceramic was cracked, a strange golden blue oozes from the bottom. He pressed his thumb on it and wiped it hard, and the white powder rustled down, revealing extremely complicated patterns, like a spell texture.

[Prop name: Spring Sound Broken]

【Grade: A-】

[Activation type: Instant activation]

【Cooling time: none】

[Attack Power: None]

[Effect: This prop has the appearance of a bell full of mantras. After activating this prop, the above spell can launch a 10cmX10cm invisible and colorless tracking spell on the target, and the user can perceive the target's position and status at any time. The tracking spell remains in effect until the user dies.

Note: This prop is a one-time use prop. 】

[Equipment level: 30]

[Introduction to props: Outside the railing, the love spring swallows sweep the sky, the drums are scattered, and the sound of spring breaks.

At this moment, it is like Mengxia crying Xiang, stirring an inch and lovesickness. 】

"...Damn." Wen Zheliu couldn't help swearing, "A-level one-time props, tracking spells that can't be terminated until the user dies... No, it's not necessary! So cruel, thank you Yuanyuan offended her?"

"I haven't told Xie Yuanyuan about this yet," He Qin took the wind chime from him, "because I have a premonition, I don't know what's going on with Fenrir and Yemengard, but this time Hela is They came for Xie Yuanyuan."

"...Is it because of Xie Yuanyuan's physical condition?" Wen Zheliu asked nervously, "Because Xie Yuanyuan has a special ability to prevent any living beings from noticing him, does she feel that he has offended her Godhead of Death? Or ... or something else?"

He Qin pondered for a few seconds before telling Wen Zheliu: "Hela was...before... being pressed and beaten by her aunt, that is, your mother."

Wen Zheliu: "...Huh?"

"Actually speaking...it's quite interesting." He Qin couldn't help laughing, and the small mole on his lower lip moved slightly, "He Rui devoted himself to the Eucharist plan, and the people under him are not half a step behind Let’s not talk about the secret actions. In order to study the medium for placing brain waves, the experimental white mice that die under their hands every day can be piled up into a hill. Hella... Oh, by the way, her original name is Wang Shufen, just remember. "

Wen Zheliu: "..."

The moment he heard Zheliu, the old man on the subway looked at the expression on his phone: "...What?"

"Well, a... relatively common name." He Qin nodded, and commented in a more tactful way, "But because He Rui gave her a famous name, she also made a tailor-made name in the city of new stars. With a set of awesome attributes, this woman's character is more moody and vicious, offending her won't do anything good, and everyone else basically calls her Ms. Hela."

Wen Zheliu had vaguely guessed the follow-up, but he still held his breath and asked, "What...what about later?"

"Later? Later, my uncle tolerated He Rui in every possible way, and the people under him became more and more rampant. One day at noon, the senior staff's restaurant was overhauled. Everyone was in a hurry, and they all huddled together to eat in the big restaurant... Have you ever seen N-star's Is it a big restaurant?"

Wen Zheliu nodded, then shook his head again. In Happy Dawson's fantasy, He Qin took him to a restaurant with a huge area for dinner, but he didn't know which one it was.

"It's okay, as long as you know it's really big." He Qin drew a circle and gestured slightly, "When my aunt was eating there, I met Hela. Maybe both of them are rare female seniors. As a researcher, plus my aunt supports Uncle Princess Zhang, so Hela went to trouble her."

Wen Zheliu was nervous, and said coldly: "Why is she so idle looking for trouble?"

"Listen to me," He Qin patted the back of his neck soothingly, "Then Auntie will be in front of more than 70% of the company's top executives..."

As if the scene reappeared, He Qin's thoughts returned to that day.

At that time, he was worried that something would happen to the people on He Huaizhou's side, so he hurried down to the restaurant. Even though he was separated by layers of people who seemed to be eating, but were actually eating melons, he could clearly see two women standing in the distance, one on a patent leather high He, with a secretive smile and bright red lips; the other with his back facing He Qin's direction, with a straight spine, and a green willow hairpin on his black hair.

Haila doesn't smoke, but her voice is a bit rusty. She stared at Liu Huaimeng and asked maliciously: "I haven't finished my meal yet, why are you in such a hurry to leave, Liu..."

"Don't get in the way, get away, Wang Shufen." Liu Huaimeng said with a lazy expression, but he said clearly, "It's fine if your father gave you such a rustic name, but he didn't teach it to you." Don't you want to disturb people who have nothing to do with you?"

"... slay!" Wen Zheliu was sad and funny at the same time, "Is my mother so powerful!"

He Qin laughed out loud: "This time, it's a big deal. Hela couldn't imagine how powerful the stem is. In less than a week, even the company's sweeping robot sampled it because the frequency was too high. As Wang Shufen's original name, she chases after her every morning to wish 'Miss Wang Shufen is in a good mood'."

"This is too silly... Could it be that she never thought about changing her name?" Wen Zheliu smiled bitterly.

"Corrected?" He Qinhun said nonchalantly, "But who remembers her new name? I only remember Wang Shufen——Wang Shufen'er."

The two rolled together wickedly and laughed for a while, and after laughing, Wen Zheliu remembered the crux of the problem: "Wait a minute, if you say that, it's me who has a deep hatred with her?! My mother humiliated her a lot in terms of personality, and finally ruined He Rui's plan... She must be the first to trouble me if she is so vengeful, why did she find Xie Yuanyuan?"

"This is the crux of the matter," He Qin hugged Wen Zheliu from behind, rested his chin on his shoulder, and looked at him with his head tilted, "Either it was them, or she was mistaken—but this low-level Mistakes, the chances of people in Muspelheim making mistakes are pitifully small; or else, Xie Yuanyuan has something more important..."

"...It can even make Hela ignore his personal grudges and locate him first." Wen Zheliu murmured.

He Qin said, "Yes."

Wen Zheliu said: "But apart from Xie Yuanyuan's mysterious physique, I can't think of anything else worth noting. Is there any shocking secret hidden in this physique?"

"Not sure." He Qin pondered for a while, "They must have discovered the problem, or in other words, they have already guessed the answer to this question, and they are waiting to verify it on Xie Yuanyuan."

"Should I tell him?" Wen Zheliu hesitated, "To be honest, because of this physique, Yuanyuan doesn't have to look forward and backward like other people when doing things. He still has some..."

"A little immature, isn't it?" He Qin kissed him, "I also thought about this problem, even telling Du Zijun is safer than telling him."

Wen Zheliu said: "It's better to mention it a little bit, it doesn't need to be so serious."

"Okay." He Qin said, "I'll talk about it later."

In the blink of an eye, it was already night, and as soon as Xie Yuanyuan stepped out of the room, he felt a familiar yet unfamiliar dizziness. Before he could react, he plopped and fell into a large mass of fishy and pungent stuff.

"Hey—!" He struggled in a hurry, suppressing his nausea, and sat up from the pile of things. With the light of the fire coming from nowhere, he looked down, and he didn't know what was piled under him. They were all thin, long, and tangled together, like countless bloodshot and muscle-like things, and they were not so disgusted that they spit them out immediately, "...what are these!"

He jumped to the ground in a hurry, and when his feet touched the ground, he almost slipped and fell from the smooth moss-like touch. Xie Yuanyuan staggered to his feet with a bitter face, and only had time to look around.

"Damn..." He wanted to cover his nose with his hands, but when he thought about the dirty blood stains on his palms, his body was even more horrible, the smell was so dirty that he couldn't look at it, and when he looked at his backpack, it was locked tightly by the system. Yan Shishi didn't even have a place to wipe his hands, so he had to put it down resentfully, "This is... what the hell did I come to?"

The scene in front of me, at first glance, is still the outline of a monastery, but the environment has become extremely eerie and terrifying.Except for the pile of things he just fell on, the ground is uneven, and under the lamplight, it is dark red with a slurry texture, like a soft and swollen throat, and some places can't even beat slightly; the bricks and stones on the walls also reveal a The bloody texture of peeling skin and muscles, the torch is fixed on the wall and burns fiercely, the place near the torch is charred and turned up, the meat oil is scalding, Xie Yuanyuan's intestines are stirred for a while, and the overnight meal is almost spit out.

—the entire monastery, everything, everything he could see, seemed to itself become a living, monstrously deformed beast, and he walked within the flesh of this monster , looking around in confusion.

Blood and flesh, blood and flesh, blood and flesh, as far as the eye could see, it was all scarlet and dark red blood and flesh. Xie Yuanyuan tried his best to ignore the disgusting soft touch under his feet, and trekked hard in this terrifying world.

...Even in the back world of Haihe Middle School, there has never been such a phenomenon that the mental value will plummet at a glance!