Chapter 11 Simulator Resources: Guns (Please collect! Please recommend!)

 The unbearable and intense pain seemed to have aroused Vichy's ferocity.

  He forced his eyes open.

  He stretched out his arms regardless of anything, trying to grab the submachine gun that fell in front of him!

  Unfortunately, Vichy, who was caught up in the impulse, ignored the blind spot of his vision.

  A figure on top of the wooden box suddenly jumped down!

  While the person was still in the air, a pitch-black, dull giant saber chopped down with force!

  Snap -

  accompanied by a faint crisp sound and a suddenly rising tragic howl.

  Vichy's palm and half of his forearm completely left the human body.

  He fell into the cold embrace of the concrete floor.

  Swish -

  at the same time, the narrow and dull giant saber turned again with the wrist of the knife holder.

  It stabbed into Vichy's chest!

  In the blink of an eye, Vladimir Vichy was completely nailed to the wooden box.

  "Huh -"

  It was not until this time that

  Rorschach, wearing a red scarf and painted on his face, was completely relieved.

  His whole body softened and

  he almost fell to the ground.

  After running all night, Rorschach almost exhausted his physical strength.

  Especially when he killed the other two people before.

  Not only did he use too much force on his left arm and strained his muscles. He

  also almost let the other party break free from the restraints.

  Causing a greater crisis.

  This is why.

  Rorschach wants to use bloody scenes to stimulate Vichy.

  He wants to use this to increase the psychological pressure on the other party.

  In the end, pressure will lead to fatal mistakes.

  Otherwise, Rorschach would not be so cruel as to sacrifice his skull to the skull seat.

  He has never been a cruel person.

  Rorschach, with complicated eyes, glanced at Vichy, who was in a dying state and vomiting blood. He

  shook his head slightly.

  Then, Rorschach tentatively moved his injured left arm and found that the problem was not serious.

  Then, he immediately began to rummage through the boxes and explore the wooden boxes around him.

  From

  the moment he sneaked into the warehouse. The simulator, which had been motionless, kept giving reminders.

  [There are resources that can be put nearby, please recycle them as soon as possible]

  Twenty minutes later, Rorschach completed the initial exploration.

  Most of the wooden boxes contained luxury goods that were smuggled to avoid taxes.

  However, five of the boxes contained brand new firearms.

  Curious, Rorschach reached out and picked up a submachine gun that smelled of pungent gun oil.

  The interface of the simulator immediately appeared in front of him.

  [Harmful substances: guns (can reduce the cooling time by one hour)]

  [Do you want to absorb harmful substances? ]

  Rorschach slightly widened his eyes.

  The resources needed by the simulator are guns?

  At this time, more than ten hours had passed since Rorschach's last simulation

  . The cooling time has ended and the simulation can be started at any time.

  Rorschach chose to absorb and planned to see what changes the simulator has.

  [Currently expendable cooling time: one hour. ]

  One gun for one hour?

  Rorschach's eyes lit up and he no longer hesitated.

  He quickly absorbed all the guns in the warehouse, even the guns of several dead people.

  [Currently expendable cooling time: six days and five hours (one hundred and forty-nine hours). ]

  Staring at the final number displayed on the simulator,

  Rorschach couldn't help but smile.

  According to the ratio of one hour of cooling time required to survive one day.

  One hundred and forty-nine hours can fully simulate one hundred and forty-nine days!

  Nearly half a year.

  It is enough for Rorschach's combat power and ability to survive to be much stronger!

  But, the most important thing is.

  The American continent may lack all resources, but it has no shortage of guns!

  "By the way, I wonder if drugs are considered harmful substances?"

  Rorschach, who has a bright future, suddenly remembered what Vicky said.

  There are still ten kilograms of flour hidden in the warehouse, waiting for Rorschach to find.

  I just don't know if the simulator needs this kind of thing.

  Rorschach, who is full of energy, seems to have forgotten the slight pain.

  He searched and found the black wooden box in the corner.

  But when Rorschach pried it open, he found that it was empty.

  There was nothing in the box at all.

  "Well, why should I be so naive to believe in a gang leader?"

  Rorschach couldn't help but laugh at himself.

  However, just when Rorschach was about to turn around.

  He seemed to hear something in his ears.

  Dadada!

  Rorschach, with his eyes narrowed, suddenly raised his leg to accumulate strength and kicked the black wooden box beside him!

  Boom!

  The black wooden box fell to the ground.

  A hidden basement door that was covered was completely exposed!

  Rorschach looked solemn and listened attentively. Dadada

  !

  Sure enough, a series of light knocking sounds were coming from the basement!

  Kidnapped hostages? Or animal smuggling?

  Rorschach couldn't make a judgment in a short time, so he decided to open it and take a look!

  He took a deep breath and grabbed the handle on the secret door with his right arm!

  Clang--

  accompanied by the sound of metal friction as the hinges turned.

  A suffocating smell of excrement hit him in the face!

  However, when the light in the warehouse shone into the basement.

  Rorschach's eyes widened instantly.

  He stared at the scene in the basement without moving, and fell into silence.

  There was a group of children inside.

  A group of children with different skin colors.

  A group of children who were only about seven or eight years old, with expressionless faces!

  Most of them had messy and worn clothes, and their little faces were covered with eye-catching marks of tears.

  It was as if the sound and light of the basement was opened.

  It broke the despair spreading among the children.

  A pair of young eyes, either terrified, confused, or sad.

  All looked at Rorschach alone!

  And a moment later, Rorschach, whose face was painted with black and green oil paint.

  Suddenly, he showed an extremely bright smile.

  "You... are all saved!"

  "Don't be afraid, Uncle Red Turban is here to save you!"

  At this moment, a child holding half a stone in his hand suddenly asked cautiously:

  "Hello, are we saved?"

  Rorschach looked over.

  He found that it was a beautiful little girl with a pair of sparkling eyes.

  Rorschach took a deep breath and tried to suppress the anger that surged up in his heart again.

  He smiled and nodded, saying:

  "Yes, you are free... The bad guys outside have been killed by Uncle Red Scarf!"

  "If you are not afraid, you can come out and see... The bad guys who bullied you have even lost their heads!"

  Perhaps Rorschach's words had a comforting effect.

  Or perhaps the ignorant children finally reacted.

  In short, a dozen children were like cars that were wound up again. They all

  rushed up with their hands and feet!

  In an instant.

  Rorschach, who was standing in place, seemed to be surrounded by a large group of several-foot-tall fart spirits.

  While they kept shouting excitedly.

  One by one, their dirty little claws kept grabbing Rorschach's clothes and pants and shaking them back and forth.

  At this moment.

  Rorschach, who tried to stay calm, couldn't help but have a headache.

  This won't work.

  He still has to clean up the entire murder scene and try to minimize the traces left.

  But... what about the child in front of him?

  (End of this chapter)