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Jiang Huan tried to lift the dirty tripod to see if it could be used as a weapon.
Obviously not.
The tripod was very tall, about 1.5 ters, and it was the kind of support for a cara, so it was very heavy. It was difficult to carry it, let alone lift it up to use as a weapon.
Moreover, after such a long ti of wind and rain, the three legs of this thing had already rusted, and it was impossible to remove them.
Jiang Huan studied the van again. It looked like it had been through a lot. The miscellaneous items in the car and the tripod outside the car all suggested one thing-the people in the car never ca out after entering.
If these people ca out, even if they took another exit, they would definitely drive this car back. But now, the car had been abandoned here, and everything was still in the sa state as when those people had left. This was already very strange.
A normal person would have returned and called the police if they found out about this, right? However, as a player, I still have to keep moving forward.
Jiang Huan grumbled to himself. It was obvious that this was only the opening, but it was already hinting at the protagonists fate. However, he couldnt back down, which was very annoying.
There was a gap in the iron fence in front of him. Jiang Huan crawled through the gap and walked forward on the knee-length weeds. After making a few turns, he arrived in front of a special door.
Many of the rotten bulls hind legs were tied up with ropes, forming a strange sun totem shape. In the center, there was a bull skull, which looked like so kind of evil ritual.
As soon as he got close to this place, Jiang Huan slled a foul stench. Although the taste system of the matrix gaming cabin had been weakened, it was still nauseating.
Jiang Huan held his breath, squatted down, and sneaked in. He waved away the flies that surrounded him.
Youre getting more and more overboard.
As they continued to walk forward, there was a pile of burnt garbage in front of them, and a half-burnt wons satchel was particularly eye-catching.
Jiang Huan picked up the bag and found Miyas drivers license and so torn clothes.
These tattered clothes all had a foul sll and were in tatters. Only this drivers license had so value, proving that Miya should indeed be on this farm.
They continued to walk in and finally arrived at the backyard of the house.
This should be the farm owners residence, but there were no signs of human habitation at all. It was all dilapidated beyond recognition. There were swings and benches in the backyard, but the paint on them had completely peeled off, revealing a grayish-white color. Vines were growing wildly all over the house, and wooden boards were nailed to the house to repair it. It looked very careless.
Those who can live here are definitely not normal people. I feel like I need to find a guy to defend myself.
This male lead is really too much. You were born in the lighthouse nation, shouldnt it be a natural human right for you to carry a gun? its fine if you dont bring a gun, but isnt it too much that you dont even bring a dagger?
Jiang Huan complained as he looked around for sothing that could be used as a weapon.
Even though Jiang Huan didnt play many VR gas of this era, he still knew a lot about the gas characteristics.
Now that the new VR gas of the next era were all pursuing the perfect combination of freedom and story, the choices that players could make were getting more and more.
In the past, gas were limited by hardware performance and technology. In order to allow players to experience the ultimate experience, the process was often more fixed, such as mysterious seas and end of the United States.
However, with the developnt of VR technology in the next era, these new gas encouraged players to play the ga in a variety of ways, instead of sticking to the official route.
For example, you could use your own intelligence to create weapons in the ga, or dismantle a broken chair and use it to fight monsters. The various props in the scene were no longer just simple decorations, they could also be recycled.
In the end, Jiang Huan looked around the courtyard and did not find anything that could be used as a weapon.
Perhaps only the wooden boards on the walls could be taken down and recycled, but these wooden boards had decayed a little after such a long ti of being blown by the wind, hit by the rain, and eaten by worms. Their hardness was really not that good. If he encountered an ordinary person, he might as well use his fist. If he encountered a perverted monster, these wooden boards could only play so funny roles.
The higher the Dao is, the higher the devil is. It seed that salent had no intention of letting the players obtain anything that could be used for combat in this courtyard. Then lets go forward.
When Jiang Huan entered the house, it was pitch black.
Most of the windows had been sealed shut by wooden boards. Only a little bit of sunlight seeped in, and the sun could not be seen in an instant. Fortunately, the male protagonist had the nuclear flashlight, which was a necessary item for horror gas, so he didnt have to grope around in the dark.
When they arrived at a place that looked like a restaurant, Jiang Huan was once again attacked by his sight, touch, and sll.
The pot on the table was a lump of sticky stuff. The large intestine and internal organs could be vaguely seen inside, and it was covered with super large cockroaches. As soon as he lifted the lid, the disgusting stench imdiately made Jiang Huan choke. Many cockroaches crawled up his hand. The creepy feeling made Jiang Huan throw the lid aside and shake his hands off the cockroaches.
After calming himself down, Jiang Huan held the pot lid in his hand. He considered that since it was made of tal, it could barely be used as a shield.
The microwave and refrigerator were filled with rotten food. The three strange slls mixed together and made the house a little unbearable. Jiang Huan searched the house for anything that might be hidden and went to the second floor.
There, Jiang Huan found a videotape and a button, but there was no reaction after pressing it.
There were many doors in the house that couldnt be opened. Jiang Huan kicked the door with all his might, but he couldnt open it even when his legs were numb. It made people wonder if there was sothing heavy behind him, or if the protagonist was too weak to kick it open.
They continued to walk into the house and ca to a living room.
There was a television and a video recorder in the living room, which were obviously used to play tapes.
As usual, Jiang Huan searched the entire living room before stuffing the video into the recorder.
In fact, he had noticed a strange lever in the fireplace, but Jiang Huan still made the best use of every prop according to his habit. This was because his goal was not to miss any key information, not to just bury himself in the plot.
Soon, an image appeared on the TV. It was the person in the van.
It looked like this was a group of three that was looking for trouble. They were here to record an episode of the haunted house, but in the end, they had to stay here forever.
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