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Chapter 841

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Old P carefully turned a corner.

The faint background melody made his heart pound. At that moment, he saw the bloodstains on the ground.

A lot of blood, and it was a dark red that had already solidified, spreading deep into the street ahead of the corner.

"It's really blood?!"

Old P deliberately looked down at it, and the character automatically made a touching gesture.

At this moment, the monster's roar echoed in his ears again!

As soon as Old P turned his head, he saw a distorted figure flash past next to the abandoned car in front of him.

It was difficult for Old P to describe what he saw. It looked like a humanoid creature, but the way it walked was not like a normal person at all.

He could not see the movement of its arms, only its body swaying as it walked forward. This extremely strange figure quickly disappeared into the thick fog.

"This …"

Old P was stunned. He hurriedly returned to the corner and carefully poked his head out to observe.

However, this figure did not appear again.

"What was that?" Old P did not see it clearly, but combined with the map and the previous hint of blood, he would definitely have to walk in the direction where the monster disappeared.

Old P felt a little guilty, but he still walked slowly, slowly into the thick fog …

Another corner, and more blood led Old P to continue walking forward.

At this time, Old P came to a construction area with barbed wire on both sides and a bridge in front of him. There was also all kinds of construction waste piled up inside. He did not know what had happened, but after the town was abandoned, all the construction work here had been stopped.

Rustle, rustle, rustle …

Noise.

The ear-piercing noise came from the front, making it difficult for Old P not to notice it.

There was a wooden frame in front of the bridge, but it was already dilapidated. Old P tried to walk forward, crossed the wooden frame with difficulty, and came inside the bridge.

Only then did Old P see clearly that it was a radio that had been making the rustling sound.

In fact, through the previous scene, Old P had already determined that this story took place in a very long time ago, probably at least 30 or 40 years ago (considering the time of the parallel world). At least in the era of the game, there should not have been even a smartphone.

After all, the radio was already an antique of their grandfather's generation for players in the parallel world, but it had become an important item in this game.

However, this did not make Old P feel any better. Instead, he felt even more scared.

The radio was still playing noise. This kind of rustling noise not only interfered with Old P's hearing but also constantly pricked his nerves. Old P tried to operate the radio, but it was to no avail. No matter how he changed the frequency, the static was still there.

Old P felt a wave of irritation in his heart, but at this moment …

He seemed to have heard something else besides the rustling sound, and it came from a position very close to him.

Having played "PlayerUnknown's Battleground" for such a long time, Old P's skill in locating locations by listening to sounds could be said to have been perfected. He quickly looked to the left, only to find that in the shadow of the bridge, there was still a monster hidden!

"What is this thing!?!?"

Old P was so scared that he kept retreating, but behind him was the wooden frame that blocked his way. His back suddenly leaned against the wooden frame, and when he felt the clear touch, he was startled again.

As for the monster in front of him, it was growling in a low voice while walking towards him in an extremely twisted posture …

On the surface, this was a humanoid monster, but its whole body seemed to be wrapped in flesh and blood. It had no face or facial features, as if it had been skinned from head to toe and then sewn back on.

Its whole body was covered in blood, and what was even more strange was that it had arms, but they seemed to be covered under its own skin. From the outside, only the outline of its arms could be seen, just like a prisoner wearing a binding suit in a movie … except that the binding suit was its own skin and flesh.

Old P recognized that this was the figure he had met at the corner before because their silhouette and walking posture were exactly the same.

Old P was still trying to retreat, but in his panic, the wooden frame perfectly blocked him, and he could not retreat at all!

Seeing that the monster was approaching him step by step, Old P looked around and found a crowbar in the corner next to him.

Old P picked up the crowbar, clenched it with both hands, and hit the monster's head hard!

"Puff!"

Flesh and blood splattered everywhere!

The tip of the crowbar pierced deeply into the monster's head. The moment the crowbar was pulled out, the monster's head was like a rotten apple, with a lot of dirty blood gushing out!

However, the monster's movements did not stop because of this. Instead, it made an even more ferocious sound and pounced on Old P again!

Although Old P was panicking, he had, after all, practiced pan fighting in PlayerUnknown's Battleground. He dodged to the left, swung the crowbar in his hand again, and hit the monster's head again!

After hitting it several times, the monster finally died.

The male protagonist also used the crowbar to poke the monster's head to confirm that this thing was indeed not human.

Old P was panicking. He really did not want to look at this monster anymore because it was too realistic. This kind of creature that looked like a human but not a human was simply going to arouse the fear in the depths of the players' hearts. Although this thing was indeed very weak, the degree of disgust was much higher than many of the beasts and monsters in Dark Souls!

After leaving the bridge, Old P realized that the radio did not seem to be rustling anymore. Instead, it was transmitting a series of what seemed to be Mary's voice, intermittent and indistinct.

"This radio seems to be broken, but … I'd better take it with me." The male protagonist put the radio in his pocket.

Old P held the crowbar in his hand and searched around. When he found that this was a dead end, he had no choice but to go back the way he came and return to the small town in Silent Hill.

But as soon as he entered, the radio rustled again …

Old P felt very annoyed. Just as he was about to see if he could throw this radio away, another monster appeared in the thick fog in front of him!

No, it wasn't one, it was two. One was relatively close, and the other was slightly further away. Only a rough outline could be vaguely seen in the thick fog.

Old P instantly panicked, but fortunately, the two monsters did not seem to have noticed him and were still wandering aimlessly …

"What's going on? Wasn't there nothing in this town just now? Why are there suddenly monsters everywhere! "

The two monsters were very close to each other. Old P was afraid that if he rushed forward rashly, he would attract two at once, so he could only carefully shrink in place and observe.

As a result, the two monsters wandered aimlessly into the distance and disappeared into the thick fog. The rustling of the radio also disappeared.

"Phew … So, I can avoid it. This radio will only make noise when there are monsters nearby? "

Old P knew that the next step was to go deeper into the thick fog to search for more clues. He might even have to turn the whole town upside down to find the protagonist's deceased wife, Mary.

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