Even a determined investigator will have some special emotions and can't help but walk into the red mist. (The language here is unclear, and the writer seems to have deliberately ignored this part)
Those who pass through the red mist will come to this strange village and be left there forever, unable to leave this place again.
This excellent investigator soon discovered that his mental state was slowly collapsing, so he wrote this letter and explained everything he knew.
In this letter, Li Xianfeng believed that [its] true identity may be hidden deep in the village.
Only by finding its true form and killing it can this disaster be solved!
[Its] true name is [Blood Thirst]. Talking about its true name, or talking (writing) about its arbitrary nature, will result in its mental attack.
"Well, it's a little more detailed than what I know. This Li Xianfeng is very strong. After all, I can be resurrected infinitely, but he cannot be resurrected infinitely..."
"The name [Blood Thirst] seems a bit familiar... Yes, I got clues about it from the beginning, a lesser demon?!"
Wang Hao was thoughtful and pleasantly surprised: "If we complete this task, wouldn't we be able to get another clue?"
The investigator named "Li Xianfeng" mentioned [it] when he wrote the letter and was in a state of rapid decline in sanity.
He claimed that while writing the letter, he saw his mother and father having a conversation with him.
But obviously, both parents are just hallucinations.
[I am from Nan'an, my parents are both here, and I have an eldest brother. Because I am young, my parents love me very much. I am a playboy at a young age, and I love prosperity... I have not yet established a career, which is the greatest hatred in life.]
Even though he knew his parents were fake, Li Xianfeng still felt that he would die here and owe something to his parents.
A white-haired person giving a black-haired person a gift, whether in ancient times or modern times, is a tragedy.
In order to find [it]'s true identity and to defeat [it], the second-class officer "Li Xianfeng" resolutely walked into the depths of the village at the last moment of his awakening...
[It is difficult to have both loyalty and filial piety. In fifty years, all that is left is death. After the changes of this world, justice will never be insulted again.]
[Anyone who wishes to see this letter will deliver it to the palace of the black-clad guard. It will cause serious trouble, so do not refuse.]
[Li Xianfeng, the last work.]
Seeing this, Wang Hao couldn't help but take a deep breath and sighed in his heart that this heroic warrior would most likely fail in the end.
"It's still difficult for humans to fight against inferior demons..."
I recalled the script "The Destruction of Lijia Village" that I had played before, and I had some vague feelings.
"Li Xianfeng is the descendant of the 'Li Dazhu' I rescued?"
Li Dazhu really gave birth to a series of descendants, which made the family thrive, and this scene made him feel a little relieved."
"It's a pity that the letter didn't disclose how to get out of here."
"Li Xianfeng didn't leave any treasures behind...even if he had treasures, he should have taken them all away."
He felt a little anxious. Even the real black-clad investigators could not leave the village.
Even in this letter, Li Xianfeng defined the [Blood Demon] disaster as a "Class A natural disaster."
In ancient times, Class A natural disasters meant that it was almost impossible for humans to solve the event and could only allow it to develop. Only other natural disasters could fight against natural disasters.
What is the probability of the naive child he is controlling actually escaping from here?
He suddenly felt a heavy sense of fate.
He lowered his head and looked at his thin arms and legs, and his trembling body. He came to this strange village, surrounded by enemies on all sides, and the only friendly black-clad guard "Li Xianfeng" had been dead for who knows how many years.
Even if the letters were left behind, no one could take them out.
The stupid brother who is still waiting for his grandma at home does not know the truth and can only passively wait for death; "I" now know the truth and will die tomorrow.
This...how cruel!
Well, if this story really happened, these children would be so desperate...
Wang Hao lightly scratched the table with his fingers. Sometimes his manpower was exhausted, and the objective environment was extremely bad. Even though he racked his brains, he still couldn't think of any solution.
Provoking [it] from the beginning means that the second reincarnation has a high probability of failure.
He secretly said sorry, but there was really nothing he could do in the second reincarnation.
Wang Hao even thought of something more: "According to the main plot of the game, I will definitely challenge [Blood Demon] in the end..."
"The current series of dungeons are just a prelude to challenging the Blood Demon. They provide me with some information and allow me to be mentally prepared. If this boss is really so powerful, how should I defeat it?"
According to the usual practice of game manufacturers, it is impossible to use a hydrogen bomb to blow up a lesser demon alive.
If that happens, it means the plot has collapsed, and he, Lao Wang, is going to curse.
In the end, there is a high probability that the lesser demon will be solved through puzzle solving and wisdom.
"But just by solving puzzles, you can't kill the monster at all. At most, you can only escape."
"To kill monsters, you must use rare items. I don't have any of these at hand, do I have to rely on lottery?"
Suddenly, a flash of inspiration occurred!
"The most likely possibility is that we have to use the Black Guards, an organization that originally existed, to defeat the Blood Demon..."
"The Black Guards may have some special means...but they don't have enough information about the Blood Demon."
That’s so!
All scripts are connected and have cause and effect.
When I think of this, I feel a sudden enlightenment.
Wang Hao felt that his smile was a bit out of place in the current environment: "This game is so hidden. If you challenge [Blood Demon] in the future, you will definitely need to use black guards..."
"If I ignore this, I might get stuck in the future."
"But, as expected of me!"
In "Cross-Dimension Game", the main world is a modern civilization, not an ancient civilization, which is something worth looking forward to.
I don’t know whether the Black Guards have progressed or regressed as time goes by. With the qualitative changes in technological standards and the substantial increase in productivity, the overall strength should not have regressed too much, right?
The idea of valuing the past over the present is seriously wrong in Wang Hao's eyes. Unless aura is really used less and less, the present must be stronger than the past.
"If the black guards have some means, they might have a chance against the [Blood Demon]."
Just thinking about it, the sky turned dark again.
After checking the room door and finding nothing wrong, he lay down on this unfamiliar bed and closed his eyes.
Wang Hao prayed secretly in his heart.
Wake up, please wake up!
[The night passed and you woke up again feeling uncomfortable.]