Chapter 160 Oysters

It was nearing noon, inside the treehouse.

"Wow~ You're much more impressive than I thought, wang..." Sean scratched his head, looking at Xiaotan and said, "...You were too modest before. In my opinion, you're practically an expert on monsters."

"Not really..." Xiaotan responded somewhat absentmindedly.

He had been chatting idly with these two little brats, Sean and Horace, for quite a while now. The so-called "monster test" was actually just a knowledge quiz about monsters, which was naturally no problem for a player like Xiaotan who had been mixing in Thriller Paradise for so long.

"Speaking of which... can me chatting with these two little devils here really help with the competition..." Since he hadn't gained any definite benefits so far, and hadn't received any system prompts, Xiaotan was beginning to doubt whether what he was doing was useless.

"I told you, right! Sean." Horace interjected from the side, "That way, wang can join our club, right?"

"Of course." Sean said, "We can even make him our advisor."

"Haha... that's great..." Xiaotan didn't want to dampen the children's enthusiasm, so he forced a smile and then said, "Well... I think it's almost noon, I..."

Just as Xiaotan was about to make an excuse along the lines of "My mom's calling me home for lunch" to slip away, Sean suddenly thought of something and interrupted, "That's right! I have something to show you."

As he spoke, he had already climbed to a corner of the treehouse and began rummaging through a pile of junk.

Seeing this, Xiaotan swallowed back the words he was about to say and waited to see what happened.

"Oh, here it is." After a short while, Sean came back with a book in his hand.

It was a rather thick book, with a leather cover, and a yellowish-brown color overall, making it look like something quite old.

"A couple of days ago, my mom went to Jane Boggs' garage sale and bought me this book." Sean displayed the cover of the book in front of his two little friends with a mysterious expression, "Look who the author is."

"Um... this is..." Xiaotan had just made out the words on the cover.

Horace, who was next to him, had already shouted, "Heavens! It's Van Helsing! Where did the Boggses get it?"

"My mom said they found it in that old house on Dark Creek Road." Sean replied.

Xiaotan thought for a moment and asked, "Um... can I take a look?"

"Of course you can..." Sean said the first half of the sentence and directly handed the book to Xiaotan, and then said the second half, "...provided you can understand it."

Xiaotan took the book, looked down, and blurted out, "German?"

"Yeah." Sean shrugged. "Otherwise I wouldn't have left the book here without looking at it."

"Hmm..." Xiaotan thought to himself, "I don't understand German... and the system's translation function hasn't translated the words in this book, so it's clear..."

"Sean, Horace." Xiaotan thought again, and asked, "Do you know anyone nearby who understands German?"

Sean and Horace looked at each other. After a few seconds, Horace swallowed and replied, "There is one... but that person..."

"What's wrong?" Xiaotan asked suspiciously, "Is that person not very friendly?"

"We call him 'Creepy German Guy'." Sean took over the conversation. "He looks about sixty years old, lives alone in that unit in the northwest corner of the community, and no one has ever seen him leave the house, nor has anyone seen what the inside looks like..." His tone was as if he was describing a monster, not a person, "It's said that he's a German spy, or maybe a vampire."

"I think he's just an empty-nest elderly person with foreign citizenship..." Xiaotan couldn't help but complain.

"What did you say?" Sean and Horace didn't seem to get the meaning of the sentence.

"Hehe... it's nothing." Xiaotan quickly steered the topic back to the main point and continued, "If you don't mind, how about we go visit that 'Creepy German Guy' together?"

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It was nearing noon, on a small road in the city, an ambulance was driving smoothly along the road.

The driver was a blond young man in his twenties. He was wearing a blue uniform and had a pair of headphones on while driving, listening to slightly noisy music.

Perhaps because this trip was just to transport a corpse, there was only him in the car.

And currently lying in the back of the ambulance was the man who claimed to be a "werewolf" who was shot dead in the police station earlier.

"What's going on?" The blond young man drove the car to the middle of the small road, and found that the road ahead was blocked by an old brown Ford car.

Because this road was relatively narrow, blocking the car horizontally in the middle of the road would basically block the vehicles in both directions. Unless the driver was willing to risk the chassis of the car being scratched, he would have to drive the car onto the shoulder of the road, otherwise he would not be able to pass.

"Hey! What are you doing? Buddy." The blond young man helplessly stopped the ambulance, stuck his head out of the car window, and shouted at the car.

The next second, a pale face appeared in the window next to the driver's seat of the roadblock...

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On the other hand, on a tree-lined road in the community.

"The opponent also has two people, we can't be careless..." Tanlang said, squatting behind the green belt on the side of the road.

"I'm not careless." Pojun replied, hiding behind a big tree one meter away from his teammate, "In this kind of encounter, isn't it the most stable routine to use shooting skills to test the waters first?"

At this time, behind a low wall on the opposite side of the tree-lined road.

"Fortunately, the players' abilities in this script are restricted..." Xiaoling muttered while treating the wound on her arm, "Otherwise that shot just now might have killed me..."

"But..." Ruoyu, who was standing next to her, continued, "...we have already been preempted by the other party, and next we must be careful not to let the other party expand their advantage."

"It's okay." Xiaoling had already healed the wound at this time, and confidently and murderously continued, "I don't believe that he can play sniper better than me?"

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Dark Creek Road, "Old House".

This road is located in the suburbs, and the surrounding area is almost a scene of desolate mountains and wild ridges.

The whirling shadows of trees and the swamps stretching for several miles surround the "Old House", adding a bit more eerie feeling to this house that is already old.

This day at noon, a dark car slowly drove to the front of the old house... and stopped.

Soon, an adult man got out of the driver's seat.

He looked like he was in his thirties or forties, wearing a cheap suit that didn't fit very well. Although he tried his best to tidy up his hair and beard, he still couldn't hide the sloppiness revealed by his long hair and stubble.

"Come on, Mr. F, we're here." Hill got out of the car and turned around to the back seat, opening the car door for Jue Ge with a very unhappy attitude.

"Hehe... you're a qualified driver, Mr. Hill." Feng Bujue didn't mind the other party's attitude, and he made a joke easily when he got out of the car, "I'm sorry I don't have spare money to give you a tip."

"Hum... that's really a pity." Hill responded with a sarcastic smile, using sarcasm to respond to Jue Ge's provocative joke.

"Okay..." After Feng Bujue got out of the car and stood still, he immediately issued an order to Hill, "Let's continue to move forward." At this point, he raised his finger and pointed to the old house more than ten meters away.

"What do you want to do here?" Hill glanced at the house, and then said in a suspicious tone, "This house has been abandoned for many years, and there are rumors that it is haunted."

"Hehe... haunted." Feng Bujue repeated the two words, and smiled, "Let me give you another lesson, Mr. Hill..." While speaking, he had already walked in front of Hill, and made a gesture to signal the other party to come over, "All houses that claim to be 'haunted' usually have one of the following two characteristics – one, this house is indeed haunted; two, there is some kind of major secret hidden inside, so someone wants to spread rumors about 'haunted' to keep people away from this place."

"You mean..." Hill continued, "This house belongs to the second situation?"

"Well..." Feng Bujue turned his head and shrugged, "Heh... actually, I personally think... the house in front of us has both situations."

"Then you go in by yourself, I'll wait for you here." Hill immediately responded.

"Oysters." Before the other party could finish speaking, Feng Bujue suddenly blurted out a random word.

"Ah—" And Hill's reaction to hearing this word was not much different from hearing "taro".

Accompanied by a scream, Hill's body began to twitch from the center of his back, until this effect spread throughout his body, it didn't even take two seconds, and in these two seconds, he had already fallen down in pain.

"Why... did you say oys..." After Hill recovered, he wanted to question Feng Bujue about what was going on, but when the words came to his mouth, he realized... it was best not to say the word "oysters".

"Heh... did you think I would only set one keyword?" Feng Bujue said, "I'm telling you, the vocabulary of this chip is vast... there are more than forty nouns that can make you feel ecstatic."

"You're simply a demon!" Hill roared angrily and unwillingly at Jue Ge.

"Whatever you say." Feng Bujue replied noncommittally, then snapped his fingers and pointed to the door in front of him, and said, "Now, if you don't want to further understand which lines will make you uncomfortable, then please come and open the door."

Faced with blatant intimidation, Hill could only quickly get up from the ground, patted the dust off his body, and then walked to the front of the old house.

"I hope you can keep your promise after this is over... and take out this damn chip." Hill said when he walked to Feng Bujue's side.

"Don't worry, that thing is much more valuable than your life." Jue Ge spoke of such unpleasant facts with a sarcastic tone.

Gulu Gulu – Gulu Gulu –

Hill, who had walked to the door, grabbed the doorknob and twisted it hard a few times, then turned to look at Jue Ge and said, "It's locked."

"So what?" Feng Bujue said, "Do I still have to teach you how to break into an empty house?"

He asked this question because... when stealing the car (obviously, the vehicle that Feng Bujue and Hill were riding in was stolen), Hill showed all kinds of amateur qualities, and finally completed it under the careful guidance of Feng Bujue.

"I can't pick locks!" After hearing Jue Ge's rhetorical question, Hill shouted back, "What else do you want me to do? Break the door panel?"

"You can try it." Feng Bujue immediately replied.

"I..." Hill wanted to retort, but he quickly noticed a trace of impatience flashing across Jue Ge's face with his staring dead fish eyes, "Okay! I'll try, don't mess around!"

The pain brought by the chip... was undoubtedly more unbearable than a dislocated shoulder or a fracture, so Hill could only do as the other party said.

Bang—

The first time he hit it, the door panel made a muffled sound.

Bang Bang—Bang Bang Bang...

Then there was a series of noises, recording the frequency with which Hill launched an attack on the door panel.

Just like that, after about a dozen hits, finally...

With a "click" sound, a small hole was knocked out of the door panel in the direction of Hill's shoulder.

"See, you won't know you'll fail if you don't try it?" Feng Bujue said in a tone like a life mentor guiding a student.

Hill snorted coldly and didn't respond to the conversation. He just silently reached into the hole he had knocked out, then bent his arm and opened the door lock from the inside.

A few seconds later, the door of the "Old House"... was opened just like that.

At the moment when the door was opened, a gloomy, indescribable, invisible pressure flowed out from the door, scaring Hill to take a few steps back instinctively.

"Are you sure you want to go in?" Hill was experiencing the feeling of being surrounded by darkness in broad daylight for the first time, and he extremely wanted to back down.

"Nonsense, what else would I be here for?" Feng Bujue seemed unusually calm; while speaking, he had already taken out the [Compound Anti-Gravity Catapult] from his backpack, and turned on the switch of the searchlight, "Considering that the lighting inside this house is very poor, so... I will help you with the lighting when you are exploring the road in front, don't worry."

Hearing the words "explore the road", Hill's back spine turned cold. He swallowed, turned to look at Jue Ge, and asked tremblingly, "Are you sure you need me to explore the road? I mean..." He looked at Jue Ge with an almost pleading look, "...I think you can handle this matter completely by yourself..."

"Yes, I can." Feng Bujue replied coldly, "But since there is a cannon fodder, why shouldn't I use it?"