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Chapter 3193

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Schiller found a hunting supply store in the east of the town, not far from the pier. Unsurprisingly, there was a large reserve of weapons here. The walls of the store were hung with various models of shotguns, and the cabinets were also filled with shiny new bullets.

But the bad news is that these shotguns hung on the wall for display cannot be used, but this is also normal. Although there are many zero-dollar purchases in big cities in the United States, small villages don't mean safety. If someone rushes in to rob, the guns hung on the wall might become the gun store owner's own death warrant, so they all removed the key parts of these guns.

The counter was locked, but it was just ordinary glass. Schiller smashed it open with a crowbar. He found some bullets that could be used for the first shotgun in it, but now the gun was no longer in his hands.

The pistol he had on hand had a relatively special bullet model, and gun stores in the United States basically didn't sell equipment related to small firearms, because compared to big guns, small guns have better concealment and are more suitable for carrying to public places for assassination, so this aspect is strictly managed.

Schiller turned around in the store. He actually wanted to find the posted announcement, because the United States would require legal gun stores to post the legal provisions related to gun ownership requirements in the state in the store. As long as he could find the announcement, he could determine which state he was in now.

Based on the climate, Schiller speculated that it should be in one of the states near Canada. The police uniform Owlman was wearing looked a bit like the New Jersey police uniform, but the details were different. However, Schiller had never heard of such a place in New Jersey.

After looking around, he didn't find any legal provisions, but he found the door to the warehouse. Schiller passed through a narrow passage and saw that the warehouse door had a warning sign and was locked.

Seeing that lock, Schiller knew that Greed killed too early. His dexterity points were high, and he had the lock-picking skill. Schiller now had two skill points on hand, but he didn't intend to use them to add to the lock-picking skill, but intended to see what came down from the ship. If it was really a Deep One, he had better add some skills related to the Cthulhu myth.

Schiller left the gun store and went around to the back of the house. As a result, he saw that the window had long been smashed open. He climbed in and saw that the weapons inside had basically been looted, and the traces left were fresh, only a few hours ago.

The good news is that it can be determined that there are indeed survivors in the village, but the bad news is that the survivors have shotguns and plenty of bullets, and it is even harder to deal with them.

After leaving the gun warehouse, Schiller's next target was the best-looking residential house in the village. After all, Old Silterk is a rich man and shouldn't live too poorly. He had to go to his house to see if he could find any clues.

Near the center of the village, which is a street away from the church, Schiller found a red three-story building that was out of place with the surrounding buildings.

As everyone knows, in areas with relatively cold weather, residential houses in the village are generally not built too high, because it is not conducive to storing heat. If they must be built, they have to spend a lot of money on whole-house insulation and also have modern heating measures.

Most countries in Europe and America do not have collective heating. In cities, they rely on electric heaters and air conditioners, and in the countryside, they rely on the most primitive fireplaces. The residential houses Schiller had walked through before were only one floor, and there was a fireplace in the living room and the room respectively.

And Schiller stood outside this house and looked, finding that the walls of this villa were thicker than elsewhere, and he didn't see a fireplace, so he concluded that this family must be very rich, at least one of the best in the village.

And when he came to the front door, he found that there were no traces of the front door being damaged. This family didn't seem to have been invaded by monsters, and the homeowner didn't leave the house because the door was locked from the inside.

Is there anyone in the house now?

Schiller knocked on the door quite politely and pressed the doorbell, but there was no response. He looked at the wall, took a few steps back, and prepared to climb over.

Who knew that just as he touched the wall, the red dice appeared again. Dexterity check 14 < 20, check failed. Schiller jumped up, but didn't climb over.

"Really bad luck," Schiller cursed in a low voice, but didn't intend to give up. He came to the back door again. The back door was a fence-style door. Although it was also locked by chains and locks, at least there was room for lock-picking.

Schiller found a thin wire fixing the picnic table in the backyard of a neighbor's house. He took the wire and returned to the lock. Dexterity check 18 < 20, failed again.

Schiller took a deep breath. At this time, a voice rang in his ear, "If I tell you now that Greed is laughing his head off, will you be angry?"

This is the Beyonder's voice. Schiller didn't lift his head and said, "You're back? Greed let you come over to see my joke?"

"Yes, I just came back," the Beyonder said. "But it's not Greed watching your joke. To be precise, not just him, there are quite a few people here."

"Are they all called over by Greed?"

"He said he was very disappointed with your malicious speculation about him, but it really wasn't him, but Arrogance."

"Arrogance wouldn't take the initiative to do this kind of thing. It should be you, right? You've been skipping work for so long just to call people to watch the fun?"

"You misunderstood me. We are just testing the dungeon."

"Then it seems that the onlookers are the developers of the Battleworld? The God of Stories, Walter, Lucifer, and who else?"

"Nyarlathotep is also here. He said he could provide you with professional technical support."

"Thanks, I dare not believe it."

After Schiller failed to pick the lock, while talking to the Beyonder, he went around to the other side of the yard, because there was a car parked here. Stepping on the car to climb over the wall shouldn't be difficult, right?

This time the Beyonder didn't make things difficult for him, seemingly feeling that it was indeed a bit too much for an adult to be unable to climb over the wall by stepping on a car, so Schiller successfully came to the yard.

The yard was also very tidy, with no traces of fighting, and the back door was also locked, and the doors of this house were of much better quality than other residences, and there was no way to break in at all.

Schiller walked around the house and felt that the window on the right should be knockable. After entering, it was the kitchen, and the space was not small. If someone rushed in, he had space to fight.

With a crash, the glass was smashed by the crowbar. Fortunately, this glass was not specially made. It seemed to be judged by the Beyonder as something an ordinary person could smash, otherwise, if the strength check didn't pass, Schiller would really want to hit someone.

Schiller jumped onto the window and climbed into the room, reducing the sound as much as possible, but he knew that if there was anyone in the house now, they must have heard the sound of the window breaking.

The house was very quiet, with no screams or footsteps. It seemed that the other party was not in the house now.

Schiller first searched the kitchen. The more useful information he felt was that the food in the refrigerator had been looted, and judging from the traces left on the frost of the refrigerator, the time they took this food away shouldn't be very long, probably yesterday or the day before.

After leaving the kitchen, he came to the living room. The decoration of the living room was obviously much better than other houses and was also very modern, with a TV and stereo, and the bookshelves used for decoration were also filled with all kinds of beautiful small sculptures and books.

Schiller found a family portrait on the bookshelf. Sure enough, he saw his own face. To be precise, it should be Greed's. Then the man standing on his right should be Old Silterk.

He looked like a standard white male with no special features. Instead, the woman on the left had some Asian facial features. Schiller felt that this should be a plot character generated by the Beyonder based on his own face.

"I don't know what your parents look like, and you don't have them in your own memory, so I made two similar ones," the Beyonder said. "If there is any offense, I am very sorry."

"Can you see my memory?"

"I can see a part of it," the Beyonder said. "Entering the Battleworld will default to opening a part of the memory permission. This is to weave some credible hallucinations or dreams, but they are all relatively shallow memories, and the deep ones cannot be seen."

"What if I look exactly like Greed?"

"It's not like that in other people's eyes."

"Then why is only he retaining his original appearance?"

"He requested it himself," the Beyonder explained. "In fact, besides those attribute points, you can also make some requests for your appearance, such as changing race, hair color, eye color, and other irrelevant details. He requested to keep his original appearance, so I could only change yours."

Schiller didn't care much about this, so he just asked and let it go. He took the photo out of the family portrait frame and put it in his arms.

Then he went upstairs, simply looked at the bedroom, and went straight to the study. The study door was also locked, but this time it was locked from the outside, and it looked relatively simple.

Schiller tried to pick the lock again. Dexterity 18 > 15, finally succeeded once, and the study door was opened.

As soon as he entered the study, Schiller felt different, because all that was hung here were conceptual design drawings of monsters, and the books on the bookshelf were all related to the supernatural and monsters.

Schiller found an unfinished manuscript on the table. It was all red, depicting the chest of a dead man, with several pairs of eyes emerging from the constantly erupting blood.

It seems this is Old Silterk's conception of the Prowler. It looks like it has an eerie beauty.

Schiller flipped through the room again and found several materials about terrifying monsters, but the one with the most materials was a monster called the "Viscera Hunter." Old Silterk had made many assumptions about him.

However, there were only pictures he drew on it, and no explanations or the like. The paintings were also very crazy, and there were several versions that looked completely different, which didn't seem to have much reference value.

However, Schiller found a piece of paper in a locked drawer, on which only one sentence was written.

"Everything is a scam by the church."

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