The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman.

Chapter 3204 The Shadow of Faraines (1)

Chapter 3204: The Shadow of Faraines (I)

Schiller found a hunting supplies store on the east side of the town, not far from the pier. As expected, there was a large stockpile of weapons. The walls of the store were hung with various types of hunting rifles, and the cupboards were filled with shiny new bullets.

But the bad news is that these shotguns hanging on the wall for display cannot be used. However, this is also normal. Although there are many zero-dollar purchases in big cities in the United States, small rural areas do not mean safety. If someone rushes in to rob, the guns hanging on the wall may become the death warrant of the gun store owner himself, so they have removed the key parts of these guns.

The counter was locked, but it was just ordinary glass, which Schiller broke open with a crowbar. He found some usable bullets for the original shotgun inside, but the gun was no longer in his hands.

The pistol he had had a relatively special type of bullet. Gun stores in the United States generally do not sell small firearms-related equipment because, compared to large guns, small guns are more concealed and more suitable for carrying into public places for assassinations, so this aspect is more strictly controlled.

Schiller walked around the store. He actually wanted to find a posted notice, because the United States requires legal gun stores to post the state's gun ownership requirements in the store. As long as he could find the notice, he could determine which state he was in.

Based on the climate, Schiller speculated that it should be in several states close to Canada. The police uniform worn by Night Owl was a bit like the New Jersey police uniform, but there were differences in details. However, Schiller had never heard of such a place in New Jersey.

After searching around, he didn't find any legal provisions, but he found the door to the warehouse. Schiller walked through a narrow passage and saw that there was a warning sign on the door of the warehouse and it was locked.

When Schiller saw the lock, he knew that he had killed Greedy too early. He had a high dexterity point and the lock-picking skill. Schiller now had two skill points, but he did not plan to use them for the lock-picking skill. Instead, he planned to see what came down from the boat. If it was really a deep diver, he'd better choose some skills related to the Cthulhu mythology.

Schiller left the gun shop and went around to the back of the house, only to see that the window had been smashed open long ago. He climbed inside and saw that the weapons inside had been basically looted, and the traces left behind were incredibly fresh, probably only a few hours ago.

The good news is that it is now confirmed that there are indeed survivors in the village, but the bad news is that the survivors have shotguns and plenty of bullets, making it more difficult to deal with them.

After leaving the gun warehouse, Schiller's next target was the best-looking house in the village. After all, old Sirtek was a wealthy man and he shouldn't live too badly. He had to go to his house to see if he could find any clues.

Near the center of the village, on a street almost across the street from the church, Schiller found a red three-story building that was out of tune with the surrounding buildings.

As we all know, in areas with relatively cold weather, houses in villages are generally not built too high, because it is not conducive to storing heat. If they must be built, it will cost a lot of money to keep the whole house warm, and modern heating measures must be available.

Most European and American countries do not have collective heating. Cities rely on electric heaters and air conditioners, while rural areas rely on the most primitive fireplaces. The few houses Schiller had visited before were all only one story, with a fireplace in the living room and one in the room.

Schiller stood outside the door and looked around. He found that the walls of this villa were thicker than those of other houses and there was no fireplace. He concluded that this family must be very rich, at least one of the richest in the village.

And when he arrived at the gate, he found that there was no sign of damage to the gate. The house did not seem to have been invaded by monsters, and the owner of the house did not leave the house because the door was locked from the inside.

Is there anyone in the house now?

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

Unexpectedly, just when he had just touched the wall, the red dice appeared again. The dexterity check was 14 < 20, so the check failed. Schiller jumped up but did not flip over.

"What bad luck." Schiller cursed in a low voice, but did not intend to give up. He went to the back door again. The gate to the backyard was a fence. Although it was also locked with chains and padlocks, there was still room for prying the lock.

Schiller found a thin wire used to fix the picnic table in the backyard of a nearby house. He returned to the station with the wire, but his dexterity check was 18<20, and he failed again.

Schiller took a deep breath. At this moment, a voice sounded in his ear, "If I tell you now that greed is laughing, will you be angry?"

This was the voice of the Transcendent. Schiller said without raising his head: "You're back? Greed brought you here to see my joke?"

"Yes, I just came back." The Transcendent said, "But it's not Greed who is laughing at you. To be precise, it's not just him. There are quite a few people here."

"Is it all caused by greed?"

"He said he was disappointed with your malicious speculation, but it wasn't him, it was arrogance."

"Arrogant is not someone who would take the initiative to do something like this, so it should be you, right? You skipped class for so long just to invite people to watch the fun?"

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

"So it seems that the people watching are the developers of the fighting world? The God of Stories, Walter, Lucifer, and who else?"

"Naiya is here too. He said he can provide you with professional technical support."

"Thank you, I can't believe it."

After Schiller failed in his attempt to pick the lock, he went around to the other side of the yard while talking to the Transcendent, because there was a car parked there, and it shouldn't be difficult to climb over the wall by stepping on the car, right?

This time, the Surpasser did not make things difficult for him, as if he thought it was a bit too much for an adult to be unable to climb over the wall while standing on a car, so Schiller arrived at the yard smoothly.

The yard was also very tidy, with no signs of fighting. The back door was also locked, and the door of this house was of much better quality than those of other houses, so there was no way to break in.

Schiller walked around the house and felt that the window on the right could be knocked open. After entering, there was the kitchen, which was not a small space. If someone rushed in, he would have room to fight.

With a loud crash, the glass was shattered by the crowbar. Fortunately, the glass was not specially made. It seemed that the transcendent one judged that any normal person could break it. Otherwise, if it was judged that the strength was not enough, Schiller would really hit someone.

Schiller jumped through the window and climbed into the room, trying to make as little noise as possible, but he knew that if there was anyone in the house, they would have heard the sound of the window breaking.

The house was very quiet, no screaming or footsteps, it seemed that the other person was not in the house at the moment.

Schiller searched the kitchen first, and he felt that the most useful information was that the food in the refrigerator had been looted. And judging from the traces left on the frost on the refrigerator, they should not have taken the food away for a long time, probably yesterday or the day before yesterday.

After leaving the kitchen, I came to the living room. The decoration of the living room was obviously much better than that of the rest of the house. It was also very modern, with a TV and stereo. The decorative bookshelf was also filled with various beautiful small sculptures and books.

Schiller found a family photo on the bookshelf and as expected, he saw his own face. To be more precise, it should be Greedy. Then the man standing on his right should be old Sirtek.

He looks like a standard white male, without any special features. In contrast, the woman on the left has some Asian features of eyebrows and eyes. Schiller thinks this should be a plot character generated by the Transcendent based on his own face.

"I don't know what your parents look like, and you don't have any memory of them either, so I just made two similar ones." The Transcendent said, "I'm sorry if I'm offended."

"Can you read my memories?"

"You can see part of it." The Transcendent said, "When you enter the Dou Realm, some of your memory permissions will be opened by default. This is to weave some credible illusions or dreams, but they are all relatively superficial memories. The deeper ones cannot be seen."

"What if I look exactly like Greed?"

“That’s not how other people see it.”

"Then why is he the only one who retains his original appearance?"

"He asked for it himself." The Transcendent explained, "In fact, in addition to those attribute points, you can also make some requests for your appearance, such as changing your race, hair color, eye color and other insignificant details. He asked to keep his original appearance, so I can only change yours."

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

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

Schiller tried to pick the lock again. His dexterity was 18>15, and he finally succeeded once. The door of the study was opened.

As soon as he entered the study, Schiller felt something was different, because all the paintings hanging on the walls were conceptual designs of monsters, and all the books on the shelves were related to weirdness and monsters.

Schiller found an unfinished manuscript on the table. It was covered in red and depicted the chest of a dead man with several pairs of eyes emerging from the blood that was constantly gushing out.

It seems that this is old Sirtek's conception of the Wanderer, and it looks like it has a strange beauty.

Schiller searched the room again and found information about several monsters that looked quite scary, but the one with the most information was a monster called the "Viscera Hunter". Old Sirtek had made many assumptions about him.

However, there are only pictures of his paintings, with no explanations or anything like that. The paintings are also very crazy, with several versions looking completely different, and there seems to be no reference price.

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

“It’s all a scam by the church.”

(End of this chapter)