If Kevin doesn't jump into the pit, there's nothing he can do.
After searching this contaminated area, no smell of 'knife' was found. Maybe it was Kevin who said hello, so the nightmares in this contaminated area were all honest and did not show up.
Lin Mo didn't waste any time. He immediately rushed into the gray fog and headed to the next contaminated area.
The contaminated areas are like individual bubbles in the black mist, and each bubble has its own nightmare control.
One is that the number is very large.
Second, the scale is very large.
Lin Mo met some ordinary people in a polluted area.
These people are hiding in their own houses, most of them are praying, hoping to spend every night safely. These people are strong individuals and believe in religion. It seems that this kind of life has been going on for a long time.
Many of them had guns, but most of them lived in fear and would never leave their houses. When Lin Mo was passing by a community, someone suddenly fired a gun, but it missed and he didn't know where it hit.
Lin Mo suspected that the other party had no aim at all.
He quickly confirmed the shooting point. It was a two-story wooden house. He went over to knock on the door and found that the shooter was just a teenage boy. The shooter was holding a rifle in his hand. He was a little scared. The shooter also had younger brothers and sisters.
They were children, hiding behind their brother and looking at Lin Mo.
They are living people.
And in this house, there are still several nightmares.
These nightmares were hidden in the darkness, peeping at Lin Mo timidly.
From the photos the family put on the table, it can be seen that the nightmares in the house are the parents and grandparents of these children.
This combination is very strange.
Because of their age, his younger siblings didn't think much about it.
Out of fear of ghosts, the older boy tried to seek help from the outside world. He could not leave the house because the ghosts would not allow him. Lin Mo initially thought that the nightmare in the house was meant to harm the children because it was
The little boy shot, asking for help.
But later I discovered that the situation was not what I thought.
Lin Mo first 'educated' the boy with serious words, and then communicated with the nightmares.
Finally figured it out.
These nightmares are protecting their children.
Because these nightmares were unable to speak and looked terrifying, this caused the misunderstanding.
Once the matter is cleared up, Lin Mo will naturally not stay here any longer.
Before leaving, a terrifying-looking nightmare, the male owner of this house, floated over. Through the level 8 translation of Xiaoyu's Death Rattle, Lin Mo learned a piece of more important information.
"If you are looking for something, you can go to the Holy City and walk east. You can get there soon."
Holy city?
Lin Mo decided to try his luck.
Following the direction guided by this nightmare, he headed east and entered the gray fog. As expected, he entered a new polluted area not long after walking.
This contaminated area is very huge.
In front of you is a real big city.
High-rise buildings and busy traffic.
This place was so lively that Lin Mo felt a little unreal.
The atmosphere permeating this chaotic city was very chaotic, and Lin Mo took a deep breath.
"There are living people, dead people, nightmares, and other things, including curses, resentment, hatred, murderous intent, and desires. What on earth is this place?"
Lin Mo asked himself that he had seen the world, but this was the first time he had seen the city in front of him.
The street lamps on the street are crooked and covered with messy things.
The exterior walls of the buildings on both sides are covered with all kinds of weird graffiti. Some of them can be seen with some themes, and some are completely chaotic patterns, filled with all the dark sides you can think of.
There were actually pedestrians.
The problem was that Lin Mo could clearly feel that there were living people and dead people among these pedestrians (especially those who died in the real world).
Lin Mo walked along this road. A man who was coming towards him saw Lin Mo and made a squinting expression with provocation in his eyes.
Lin Mo frowned and asked the other party to stop.
The man rushed over with an evil look on his face, cursing and not saying a good word. He was filthy and filthy like bed bugs in the sewer.
Lin Mo moved faster, grabbing the other person's wrist and twisting it. When the other person's screams just reached his throat, he grabbed the other person's neck and dragged him to the alley next to him.
This strong white man was almost like a chicken in Lin Mo's hands.
A few minutes later, Lin Mo walked out of the dark alley.
Someone appeared at the entrance of the alley at some point, looking in. His pale face and ferocious claws showed that he was a nightmare.
"What are you looking at?" Lin Mo asked.
The other party just glanced at Lin Mo and trembled with fear, but it may be that the desire for flesh and blood outweighed the fear.
Or perhaps, it felt that it had not offended Lin Mo.
"I just want to ask, do you want the meat in there?" Nightmare grinded her teeth and her mouth was filled with saliva.
"No more." Lin Mo waved his hand. The nightmare bowed excitedly to Lin Mo to thank him, and then rushed in happily.
Lin Mo looked at this city shrouded in darkness but very lively, and murmured: "The White Eagle Country is the White Eagle Country, and you can be ahead of the times in whatever you do."
This may seem like a compliment, but it actually means more sarcasm.
From the words of the person who was seeking death, Lin Mo learned a lot about this 'holy city'.
It can be said that this is a very alternative and abnormal ‘safe zone’.
There are no walls here.
Because there has never been a defense against nightmares here, because humans and nightmares have been able to coexist.
Everyone is free to come and go.
But there is no shortage of top researchers in this country. After the really rich people spent real money, those scientists have done great research on nightmares and nightmare worlds, and the results have been fruitful.
For example, some areas here use special technological means to prevent all nightmares from entering.
There are many similar technologies.
But these technologies are only available to wealthy people.
If you don't have money, who cares about your life or death?
The Holy City refers to that small area.
As for the periphery, many ordinary people came here because of its reputation, forming a large gathering area around the Holy City, in which various forces were intricately connected.
We have to admire the people of the White Eagle Country for this. In the beginning, the death rate of the people was very high. Sometimes, a small town with a population of thousands would become a dead place overnight.
At the earliest, the White Eagle Kingdom also intervened at the government level, but the effect was very poor, and in the end it was simply left alone.
Who would have known that the mortality rate would actually drop again.
The real reason is that they and Nightmare have formed a 'symbiotic' system.
Its essence is a bit like the approach used by Lin Mo.
Use nightmares to deal with nightmares.
But they rely on interests, desires and business methods.
It is said that a famous businessman from the White Eagle Kingdom said this.
"Demons (nightmares) also have needs. As long as they are people with needs, we can become partners with them and seek greater benefits together. For the sake of profit, even cooperating with demons is pleasant."
It sounds good, but in fact, it comes at the expense of the right to survival of the people at the bottom.
It's self-evident what Nightmare likes.
As a Chinese, Lin Mo is disgusted with this cultural system and doesn't like it either.
But if we just look at it from the perspective of ‘existence is reasonable’, this is also a means of survival for the other party.
Just like this holy city, it is said that the survival rate in this city is much higher than outside. For example, if the survival rate in other places is 60%, then here, it can reach at least 80%.
Even reaching more than 90%.
That is, assuming someone will definitely die tonight.
The dead are of course the people at the bottom.
Then, for every one hundred people outside, forty people will die.
In this holy city, for every one hundred people, only seven or eight people died, or even less.
So people who are contaminated by nightmares keep coming here just for the little chance of survival.
Of course, these are not the only attractive places in the Holy City.
Here, there are still many opportunities.
If there is a chance to climb up, the mortality rate will be lower.
Because people at the bottom are also divided into three, six or nine levels, the mortality rate of some gang backbones can even be less than one in a thousand.
The man who provoked Lin Mo just now was a gang member.
It was pretty cool at first, but after it was just a bone-crushing curse, the opponent got cold feet.
Lin Mo felt that since there were so many people in this holy city, the chances of having a 'knife' would be greatly increased. Maybe the butcher's knife was here.
Lin Mo still followed his method and searched bit by bit.
Finally, when he walked around an intersection in front of him and walked under a viaduct, the tiger-bone sickle moved.
Lin Mo quickly grabbed the handle of the knife.
Then he looked at the railway under the bridge in front of him and walked over.
This railway in the real world must be abandoned, and under the projection of the nightmare world, the railway tracks are even more rusty, and the front is dark, as if there is some kind of shameful evil hidden there.
After walking for a while, an open space appeared in front of me.
There was a fire burning in several old gasoline barrels, and a group of people were chatting around the fire to keep warm.
Lin Mo's appearance naturally attracted the attention of these people.
The vicious eyes suddenly fell on Lin Mo. Some were carrying knives, while others took out guns.
By the way, Lin Mo heard from the person just now that the best business in the Holy City is the gun store.
The Academy of Science of the White Eagle Kingdom should have long mastered the technology of projecting firearms into the nightmare world.
However, the lethality of this thing in the nightmare world is very average.
Ordinary people are fine, but when they encounter someone a little more powerful, the power of firearms is no longer enough.
This place should be a gathering place for a certain gang.
But Lin Mo didn't care where it was.
He looked past these people and landed on a house behind them.
The 'knife' is inside.
At this time, this group of gang members had already surrounded Lin Mo, all of them looked evil and full of malice.
Lin Mo was frank: "Let me tell you my situation. The thing is like this. I have a friend who lost a knife. This knife may be in that house. I went in and took it.
As soon as the knife is gone, you can do whatever you need to do."
A tall and strong old black guy opposite smiled.
The others laughed loudly afterwards.
"This guy must have smoked too much."
"He is here to die. Let him be fulfilled."
Obviously, in the eyes of these gang members, killing has become a habit, and the least valuable thing here is human life.
Lao Hei was about to chop him down with a knife.
But the next moment, a hand suddenly stretched out from a shadow under his feet and grabbed his hand. He wanted to scream, but another ghostly hand covered his mouth, and with a twist, there was a sound of a broken neck.
The other people didn't have time to react, and were pinned to the ground by the ghostly hands stretched out from the shadows.
It suddenly became quiet.
Lin Mo walked towards the house, and when he reached the door, he smelled the nightmare smell coming from inside.
Next, Lin Mo appropriately released a little bit of the power of the curse.
Then I heard the sound of glass being smashed in the house, and it seemed like someone had escaped through the window on the other side of the house, and they escaped very decisively.
Lin Mo knew it was a nightmare.
He must have been frightened by his own cursed aura, and then Lin Mo opened the door and walked in.
There was a strong man inside, holding a gun in his hand and shaking.
There are two wine glasses on the table.
There is also some food.
Sure enough, there was a broken window over there. Looking over there, a figure had already run away.
Lin Mo was too lazy to chase.
It's not necessary either.
The one who escaped was a nightmare, and the one who stayed in the house should be the gang boss. The other party cooperated with this nightmare, each got what they needed, and the ideal was to make this small gang bigger and stronger.
I don't know if this is correct, Lin Mo is just guessing.
There is a large plate of barbecue on the table, with a knife stuck on the meat.
It's the kind of knife that's used to cut meat.
Covered with oil stains.
Lin Mo found a piece of clothing on the clothes rack. He didn't know who it belonged to. He put it on his hand, pulled out the meat cleaver, and wiped it clean on the clothes.
After that, Lin Mo took the knife and walked out again.
From the beginning to the end, I didn't look at the gang leader who was so scared that he almost pissed himself.
"This is the second one." Lin Mo felt that this knife didn't belong to a butcher, but more like it belonged to a camel country chef who was good at barbecue.
But regardless of whether it is or not, as long as it is a 'knife' on the ship, every one of them will be taken away.
This is the tactic that was formulated before.
After Lin Mo left, the gang leader in the room had the courage to open the door and walk out.
Outside, he saw his men lying on the ground.
All dead.
The ghosts hiding in Lin Mo's shadow are only so honest in front of Lin Mo. In the eyes of others, they are still terrifying nightmares. To kill these dozen ordinary people, in the eyes of those ghosts, is the same as crushing them to death.
There is no difference between a dozen ants.
Lin Mo originally wanted to criticize those ghosts when he was on the road. He felt that it was right to kill those who intended to attack him, but killing those who had not yet had a chance to attack him was a bit too cruel, right?
But then I thought about it. Those gang members just now obviously wanted to take action, but some were quick and some were slow. According to this theory, the ghosts did nothing wrong.
Can't criticize.
Otherwise, it is easy to dampen their enthusiasm.
But there is no need to praise them, because they are afraid that they will be too proud and their tails will be raised, which will be bad.
And Lin Mo knew that if he wanted to find a knife next, he would inevitably have conflicts with some people and nightmares, so just now was just the beginning of the killing.
Lin Mo was right.
In the next few hours, the number of knives in Lin Mo's hand increased from two to four.
The harvest is great.
There was a knife among them, and Lin Mo thought it was most likely a butcher's knife.
This is a real butcher knife.
The black handle and the straight blade are simple but full of murderous intent.
It's a good knife.
Snatched from a nightmare.
This was also a very powerful guy that Lin Mo met. He was rated about C level. He was tall and strong and wore a wooden hockey mask. When he found this guy, he was fighting with a group of people.
It doesn't count as a fight, because although there are many people on the other side, they are actually being massacred one-sidedly by that nightmare.
Lin Mo realized afterward that it was probably a gang fight. At that time, he participated in it without knowing why, and even chopped the nightmare to the ground.
Should I wait until others finish the work before starting?
There seems to be no difference.
The group of people who were unexpectedly rescued by Lin Mo came over to express their gratitude and said they wanted to cooperate. The conditions were arbitrary and they would agree to any condition, but they had to kneel down and kowtow.
Lin Mo told them that if they didn't leave within ten seconds, they would be forced to leave again forever.
The other party's reaction was still very fast, and it only took eight seconds for them to run away.
Lin Mo looked at the time. From the time he got off the ship to now, only eight hours had passed. In terms of profit, it was pretty good.
Moreover, he only explored a very small part of this holy city, at least one-tenth.
"Maybe the butcher's knife is within this holy city."
At this time, Lin Mo found that he was carrying four knives on his back, which was a bit inconvenient. After thinking about it, he walked to the corner next to him.
The cardboard box that had followed Lin Mo all the way was sitting here quietly at the moment.
It blends in perfectly with the surrounding trash cans.
It's like being part of the environment here.
He walked over, opened the box, and put all four knives inside.
In the box, Rabbit and Lin Mo looked at each other.
"Rabbit, it's so frustrating for you to be in there all the time. Come out and get some air." Lin Mo said.
Rabbit shook his head repeatedly: "I won't go, I won't go. Before I went back to the Green Garden Community, you said I wouldn't go out even if it's a big day. I'm just in the box. This place is pretty good. I feel very secure when I stay here."
"Okay!"
Lin Mo didn't force it.
I guess he was stimulated by the glutton and Xi Wenjun before.
After closing the cardboard box, Lin Mo looked at the street signs on the roadside.
"Louis Ente District, in front of it is the Emperor District, go and have a look."
Having said that, step forward.
Not long after Lin Mo left, a figure walked out from behind a nearby tree.
This man is wearing a very special cloak.
It seems to be made of the skin of some kind of lizard, with scales on it, which can blend in with the surrounding environment.
He looked at the direction Lin Mo left and said, "Have you not found out the identity of this nightmare yet?"
If you look carefully, you can see that this person is wearing in-ear headphones and has a miniature microphone on his collar. He also has a holster and magazine on his waist, a rifle on his back, and a tactical dagger holster on his left shoulder.
There was a sound coming from the headphones.
"No, there is no information about this nightmare in the database, and indexing with similar conditions has no results."
"Okay, let's create a new record. Nightmare: Codename: The Sword Snatcher. The rating is tentatively C-level. It has a very clear purpose and seems to be able to communicate."
Before the man could finish speaking, a voice sounded from behind him.
"Which of your eyes sees me as level C? I'm obviously level 2b!"