As a horror film lover, Wu Heng is very familiar with this movie.
In addition to the film series, there are also various animated novels. He once carefully discussed the world view in it with his fellow commentators, and argued with each other for a long time about which character was more powerful!
Wu Heng tried hard to recall the plot of this world: An Eagle Countryman named Frank Cotton got a box shaped like a Rubik's Cube in Morocco, Africa.
This box is the Lemachand Device, also known as the Mourning Box. A toymaker in the 18th century used a large amount of flesh, flesh and fat to create this box that can open the passage to hell.
Driven by desire, Frank felt the way to open the mystery box, and luckily opened the mystery box.
Then the four monks from hell were summoned,
Using iron hooks with chains, he tore his body into pieces and dragged his soul into hell.
Then his brother Larry moved into the house where Frank died, and his wife Julie had secretly had an affair with his brother-in-law Frank.
When Larry was moving, his hand was scratched, and blood dripped just where Frank was torn to pieces: the attic room on the second floor.
The blood caused Frank to escape from hell and return to the world in the form of a skeleton.
In order to get more blood and restore his original appearance, he found Julie and asked her to feed him with living people. Later, he killed his brother and put on his human skin.
The heroine Christine, who was later opened to hell, exchanged Frank with the Hell Four in exchange for her chance to live and avenge her father.
Wu Heng was reminiscing when the fat man spoke:
"Ha, the same old basic survival mission."
"But this plot mission is really scary."
"Is this Lemachand device an accessory of some machine? I won't tell you?"
"But mission two actually requires us to enter hell?"
"What kind of place is hell? The devil's lair, the hell in the story world. I haven't heard of anyone who dares to touch it. I guess even the tower owners don't dare!"
"And the monk, is he a powerful monk in the church?"
"Killing him actually rewards you with 10,000 survival points, which is higher than the survival points you get when you enter hell. It's a big surprise."
When Fatty saw the plot mission, he jumped up in anger.
He didn't even dare to touch this kind of task. The three tasks seemed to form four characters: Don't get involved.
"Hey, old girl, do you have any news about the plot world? Do you know what the Lemachand Device is? Please tell me."
The fat man patted his chest in fear, his fat body trembling from the slap, and asked tentatively.
"I told you, do you believe it? You don't know how to die if you are careful."
The woman looked disgusted and glared at the fat man with a frown.
"Hey, if you don't want to say it, don't say it!"
"It's all because of those stupid tower owners who stick to their own plot lines and don't contribute to benefit everyone."
"You're still fucking spreading false information everywhere, spreading it as hard as you can to trick people! Now everyone, except for your own people, can't believe the intelligence from outsiders."
The fat man complained through gritted teeth.
Wu Heng listened quietly to the conversation between the two people and confirmed a guess in his mind.
They really don't know the plot of this world.
Yes, this world is very different from previous generations in terms of literature, film and television.
Wu Heng felt excited for a moment and felt as if he had been poured cold water on him.
This kind of horror movie world,
Even if you know the development of the plot, it is difficult for ordinary people to handle it.
After all, a lot of protagonists die in horror movies, and the protagonist's halo may be the last to die.
As for the supporting characters, most of them are just backing up the protagonist.
The woman looked at the fat man grumbling and said calmly:
"When you get back to the lighthouse, you can say this in front of all the tower owners. What's the use of saying it here."
"I'm just complaining, but..."
The fat man's aura disappeared instantly, and he looked at the woman and then at Wu Heng.
"I'm not going to lie, Fat Brother. I have some exact information about this world. Maybe I can learn a thing or two about the ability to sense evil."
"As long as you two swear to give me the 500 survival points from this instance when it's over, I will take you with me. If it weren't for the refresh times of the next instance, I wouldn't do this."
After the fat man finished speaking, he had an expression on his face that said, "You've made a lot of money."
"No need, I have my own things to do. If I escape for a while, I'm just trying to survive for a few days."
"Also for newcomers, I suggest you take advantage of this month to enjoy it. In this difficulty dungeon, you will die if you explore the plot, and you will die if you return to reality. With that being said, I will take the lead."
After the woman in the peaked hat said calmly, she disappeared on the spot.
"Bah, just hanging on for a breath~"
The fat man spat out a piece of betel crumbs in the direction where the woman disappeared, imitated a strange phrase in a strange voice, and turned to look at Wu Heng:
"Brother, we are the only two left. What do you say? Maybe my information can solve your injury."
Wu Heng thought for a while and said, "I agree, but how can I find you in the plot world?"
"The code is: SL Fat Brother v Wu Haki."
"Remember this secret code, and we will be able to find each other no matter if it is through social software or announcements or newspapers."
"Okay, I know."
Wu Heng nodded.
"The time is almost up, I entered first. You won't like the way of teleportation after the countdown ends."
After finishing speaking, the fat man disappeared on the spot.
Wu Heng looked at the one-minute countdown remaining and chose "enter now" in his mind.
As Wu Heng teleported away, the space cover also shattered and disappeared.
The darkness was broken, and the warm sunlight refracted onto Wu Heng's face.
Everything around him suddenly became alive, the sound of cars, footsteps, and yelling all reached his ears.
Wu Heng opened his eyes. He was sitting in the back seat of a black stretch car.
The soft leather seats and the gentle roar of the engine made Wu Heng feel much more comfortable.
"Sir, what should I do?"
A respectful middle-aged voice came from the driver's seat.
Wu Heng looked intently and frowned slightly.
Five or six black men were holding weapons such as sticks and stones and were surrounding the car, blocking it in place.
They twist and dance, and show their teeth and claws.
They kept mumbling something that couldn't be heard clearly through the car window.
Wu Heng didn't have a good impression of these people in his previous life, and his impression now is even worse.
"Crash it over!"
Wu Heng tightened the seat belt on the seat and said softly.
The moment he opened his eyes, he already understood the identity of the character in this plot world.
Miranda family, famous local jewelers.
And he is the sole heir of the Miranda family: Dean Miranda.
Simply sum it up in two words: rich.
They were just a few gangsters on the street. Today's experience made Wu Heng feel suffocated.
"Sit tight!"
The driver was also visibly excited.
With a kick of the accelerator, the car rushed out with a sudden push.
The gangsters who blocked the car screamed and jumped to both sides like wild dogs that had been stoned.
On the dusty road behind the car, the shouts and curses of the gangsters could be heard.
There was a crashing sound from the rear hood of the car being hit.