Indescribable cyberpunk

Perhaps it was due to the changeable weather in the Swart area. After nine o'clock in the evening, as Zhu Jue and the two moved closer to their destination, the originally bright and bright starry sky was gradually obscured by dark clouds.

Only an extraordinarily round moon was left hanging between the broken mountain passes ahead. The moonlight that should have been bright white now seemed to be covered with a dark beige veil.

There were birds flying across the night in the distance, and there was a strange and haunting cry.

A gust of strange wind blew from the nearby forest, carrying grass blades and sandstones and drifting past Zhu Jue's eyes, swirling forward. Zhu Jue's eyes followed him subconsciously, and he immediately saw " monster"!

It was a twisted black shadow like the tentacles of some kind of creature. The first time Zhu Jue saw it, he thought of something he had seen on the island before. He held Sanriyue tightly and was about to go up.

However, when he stepped onto the slope, he discovered that the low terrain where he was just now and the weeds growing randomly gave him the illusion that the black shadow that looked like a monster's tentacles was actually a tree made of dozens of wooden sticks. A wooden tower pieced together, with a wooden arrow tied to the top to identify the direction of the wind.

"The observation post is an outpost established by those people outside the village. If you want to cross the pass there, you must go through this road, otherwise you have to climb the cliffs on the other two sides."

Flo followed Zhu Jue, just glanced at the wooden tower and said with certainty.

"Is there a guard inside?"

"Yes, usually two villagers are responsible for taking turns guarding them 24 hours a day. Cultists will not do such a thing. They tell the villagers that this is a task given to them by the Lord in order to prevent demons from entering the hell outside. Before entering the paradise where they are, we must first find a way to control the people in the room."

When he first made his escape plan, Flo carefully studied the terrain near the village. Even though a long time had passed, he still knew the situation of these key locations clearly.

"You wait here. The communicator cannot be used now. I will knock on the wooden board. Three times means it is safe."

About ten minutes ago, Zhu Jue discovered that the mobile phones and other communicators they carried were subject to signal interference. The closer they got to their destination, the more serious the interference became. It was obviously the method of a cult.

Lowering his body, in order not to affect his movement, Zhu Jue put his backpack and weapon box aside, jumped out towards the room next to the wooden tower, and easily reached the edge of the house.

It is naturally impossible to have materials such as reinforced concrete deep in the valley. The construction style of this house is somewhat like the wooden house structure of the old American West in Zhu Jue's impression.

".The children of the Dark Mother fill the universe, and the great war is fought within and without them. This war will determine the fate of the universe. The seeds of the gods will appear everywhere and manifest again."

Zhu Jue, who was crouching against the wall, listened to the prayer voice coming from inside the house. The content was exactly the same as what Flo had recited before.

"It's been all these years, and I still don't know how many words to express."

Putting his palms close to the window above his head, the scavenger poured out from between his skin, and then penetrated into the cracks in the window. Not long after, Zhu Jue heard two muffled groans coming from inside, and the scavenger's response came immediately, so he stood up and pulled away The window that had been unbolted by the scavenger was climbed directly in.

The whole room was not big. It was simply equipped with tables, chairs and a simple wooden bed attached to the wall. Half of the messy bedding was dragged on the floor. It was probably that someone had been resting on it just now.

The lighting relies on two white candles by the window, and the dense wax residues on other locations on the windowsill are enough to prove that this lighting method has been used for a long time.

On the inside of the house is a picture that is similar to the parchment in Zhu Jue's hand. There is something similar to a black goat's head painted on it, but the difference is that it has scarlet eyes, which are supposed to be convex. What appeared to be a narrow mouth on this piece of parchment was a blood-filled mouth.

There is a brown cushion on the ground directly below the picture. Judging from the sunken marks on the surface and the age of the cushion, the praying person must be quite devout.

"Tsk, this kind of monster painting that can be directly used to scare people is actually worshiped as a god by you. You are all fucking talents."

Zhu Jue curled his lips. Even he would feel a little disgusted when he saw this portrait. These people could actually face it without changing their expressions and regard it as their belief.

Suddenly smelling the sour smell of food residue, Zhu Jue raised his hand to cover his nose, and looked at the villagers next to him who had been tied up and had their mouths covered by the scavengers.

At this time, the two people were staring at Zhu Jue and twisting their bodies.

Unable to speak or move, they seem to be no different from ordinary people based on their appearance, except that their clothes are a bit retro.

After removing a table leg and tapping it three times on the window sill, Flo pushed open the door from the outside, and even Zhu Jue's backpack and weapon box were transported over with some difficulty.

At this time, Zhu Jue had used strips of cloth from the bedding instead of the scavenger to tie their hands and feet, and stuffed two balls of cotton into their mouths.

"Let's go, it's done here."

After taking his things, Zhu Jue looked at the time, it was almost half past ten.

"In about half an hour, brainwashing sounds will begin to play in the village. At that time, anyone who hears the sounds will enter a special state, become stronger, and may be able to break free from the cloth. You are here a little Wait a minute, I’ll put on their headphones.”

The two walked out for a while, and Flo suddenly stopped and said.

After speaking, he ran back directly without waiting for Zhu Jue's reply.

Pushing open the door, placed the backpack on the floor, half-crouched in front of the backpack, opened the zipper, and took out two pairs of wireless Bluetooth headsets.

"I'm sorry. This is to save you. I'm sorry."

Flo's breathing suddenly became much heavier, and he kept saying apologetic words to the two people on the ground. He put the full-face headphones on their heads with some trembling movements.

Press the play button with your index finger.

The calm and elegant piano prelude sounded slowly accompanied by the cello.

Schubert "Piano Trio in E flat major"

Back to his backpack, Flo's hands tightly grasped the sides of the zipper, and his joints began to turn white due to the excessive force.

Taking out the pills and taking two more, to barely stabilize his mind, Flo took two sharp breaths, pursed her lips tightly, and dug her hands into her backpack again.

Open the dozen pairs of headphones on top and take out the small black squares neatly arranged at the bottom.

There is a thumb-sized timer wrapped with black tape on the outside. On the whole, it is obviously an artificial thing.

Flo listened to the pure music coming from the music. He took the small black square and adjusted it slightly. A fixed value appeared on the timer. He placed it on the table next to the two of them.

He stared at the two people on the ground for more than ten seconds, and then left the room without any hesitation.

Flo, who caught up with Zhu Jue again, seemed to be freed from some kind of shackles. The heavy emotion on his face was much less, and he even took the initiative to talk to Zhu Jue: "Although I only started watching videos recently, I In fact, I am a big fan of Weird Studio. I have watched all your videos several times, especially "Unspeakable Series 4: Shower". Later, the news said that you stopped a cult's horrific ritual in that video. , I don’t have your ability to do it with ease, but I am still trying to imitate a part of the video that I like very much, Mr. Bruce, do you want to guess which part it is?”

“The surfing part?”

Weird Studio has conducted an online survey in this area, and both forums and major data networks show that the few minutes he spent surfing in the rainstorm were the most replayed content by viewers.

"No, it's the part where you were chatting with the old sailor."

The young man smiled sheepishly and then said,

"Actually, I admire that old sailor very much. I think he was about to turn into a monster at that time, but he used scissors to cut off those tentacles. Until the end, he died as a human being, and he also said 'Fuck him' The monster'. Really handsome."

"Hey, your hobbies are a bit special."

Zhu Juezheng replied to the matter in the village without paying too much attention.