Red Moon Returns

Stephen Swain.

A native of Noflan, the ancient continent of the Saylor Republic, and the daughter of Jeff Swain of the Swain Farm in the suburbs, she traveled with her elders to the ancient continent and Middle-earth in her youth. Later, she returned to her hometown, Noflan, and settled there, making a living by helping people cure diseases and exorcise evil spirits. She died in the invasion of ghouls in May 684 of the Third Age at the age of 31.

This is the introduction of Stephen Swain in the information given by the Church of Suffering.

Originally, there was no such thing. This was recorded when Ms. Daisy organized the manual test twice before. In fact, even the small city of Noflan could not leave a name in history, let alone Stephen, an ordinary victim in the massacre.

The testers in the previous two times did not have much contact with the natives in the memories, and only recorded a very small number of citizens. Doctor Stephen Swain was recorded by the testers because she was the subject of the memories.

There are too many omissions in the content, at least it does not record that this doctor enjoys beating small animals in the street.

The abused little animal limped and cried and ran away, which made Lynch think that this kind of education should be vigorously promoted in the King District.

After listening to Judy's translation, Ms. Stephen stared at the four people for a few seconds and suddenly snorted. Lynch was wondering if she would suddenly hit someone. Her expression suddenly eased: "Then come to my house. Those houses may not have space. I have a few empty rooms for people who come to see the doctor. Anyway, there are not many patients recently, so you can save money."

"Why... huh?" Lynch suddenly realized that the other party had changed to a different language. The pronunciation and words were a bit similar to the official language of Rand. He could barely understand most of it by guessing, "Can you speak our language?"

"Your clothes are strange, and your accent is also strange, but it sounds very much like the language of the countries established by the pioneers in Middle-earth. The difference is a bit big, but I can guess it."

Yes, this lady has traveled in Middle-earth. It seems that the current Rand language has evolved from the language of those pioneer countries.

"I like the outside world and the people outside. So, I'll give you a discount."

"That's great, I like this word." Lynch glanced at the ring on Ms. Swen's finger, signaled to the other three that he had a plan, and took out a silver bead the size of a little finger, "But we didn't exchange it for your money, we only have this."

This was also prepared by the Church of Suffering, put together with the seeds of the human-faced fruit, five per person, Lynch wanted to ask for more, but was driven away by Ms. Nightingale, which made him very sad.

"Such a big silver bead." Dr. Swen was quite surprised, "Then I will also cover your food and accommodation for the next few days. It's getting late, come with me."

As she said this, the woman roared at the onlookers around her, scaring away all the onlookers, even the naughty children who laughed at the crazy old man were scared away, and she took the silver bead handed over by Lynch and signaled the four to follow.

"Ms. Swain, you just said that several other places that receive travelers have no room? Have there been many travelers recently?"

"It's been a bit chaotic outside the city recently. Many people have seen zombies. Travelers passing by nearby dare not continue to walk. At least the city is protected by the city walls and is relatively safe, so they are all stranded in the city. Didn't you hear about it when you came here?"

"We don't understand even if you tell us. It's not everywhere that you can meet a lady like you who has seen the world. Our translator doesn't know much about these things." Lynch winked at Judy, but found that the girl had already started to daydream, so he could only say angrily. "Is it serious? Didn't you ask for help from outside?"

"Actually, there is a ghoul tribe nearby. I can see ghouls occasionally, but I always feel something is wrong this time. Maybe it's an illusion." Dr. Swen shook his head and changed the subject. "To be safe, the city lord sent people to the capital for help yesterday. It is estimated that the reinforcements will arrive in four or five days. There is nothing to worry about. Just stay here for a few days. Once the reinforcements arrive, everything will be fine."

Lin Qi sighed secretly. In fact, the reinforcements arrived after everything was over. They didn't even catch up with the end, but only caught up with the corpses. Just as he was sighing, the voice of the crazy old man came from afar:

"The undead disaster is coming, and the ghouls are around us. We are all abandoned poor creatures. Whether you are aboriginals or outsiders, we are all the same. Everyone will die, die!"

Although the voice was already faint, it left a shadow in the hearts of the four people.

Dr. Swen's clinic was not far from the city center, and the four people soon saw a stone and wood building.

It can't be compared with the heavy brick and stone buildings of the Victorian era, but compared with other simple earthen houses here, it can be called a mansion.

The most important thing is that the door and window frames are decorated with vines and flowers, which looks quite romantic and quite different in this border town.

Along the way, the four people have started working. While noting the path, they have thrown five seeds of human-faced fruits into the bushes on the roadside.

These seeds look like miniature shriveled human heads, and their appearance is quite strange, so the four people did not dare to let Dr. Swen see them. Fortunately, they can take root when they meet the soil, and it is very easy to sow. The next step is daily maintenance. The most important thing is to irrigate once every night with water mixed with Lynch's blood, and never stop.

The four of them had discussed it before and spent two days planting twenty seeds in different locations. At the latest, the last seeds would mature and bear fruit before the memories ended automatically. In this way, with twenty samples, no matter how bumpy the process is, there will always be several successful results in the end.

This thing can bear four to six fruits per plant, and as long as you bring back five fruits from this trip, you will have exceeded the task. If it is really difficult, you can just bring back one.

Lynch also asked Ms. Nightingale the day before yesterday, why is this thing used? Can't it be replaced by something else?

The old woman stared at him with a creepy and strange look for a long time, and then said faintly: "Yes, how about you cut off your head and put it in. The two replace each other, and the original version is better." , one is enough.”

Considering that he would not be able to grow a second head in a short period of time, Lynch decided to bring back the Human Face Fruit, and it was best to take as many as he could, not only for medicinal purposes, but also in case the two ladies suddenly became interested in his own. There is also an alternative when the head is of interest.

So he worked extra hard to sow seeds, and finally threw out all five of his seeds when he arrived at Dr. Swain's house.

Dr. Swain lives alone. Her father, Jeff Swain, lives on a farm in the suburbs. It is precisely because her father is old and she is the only child that she ends her traveling life early and returns to her hometown to take care of her. Although he is an old father, the stubborn old Sven still stays on the farm most of the time to take care of the farmland. This time he used the excuse that it was too dangerous outside the ghoul city, so the old man promised to go back to the city to stay for a few days after finishing the farm work. sky.

The second floor of Swain's house is his own residence, and the first floor is similar to the most primitive clinic. There were indeed many guest rooms, seven or eight in total. Lynch wanted to rent just one, but apparently he was the only one who thought so, so his opinion was ruthlessly suppressed. But the good news is that at least before nightfall on the first day, I found a place to stay, and there was a bed, quilts, and hot food. Compared with the first experience of the out-of-control strange object, this place is simply Like heaven.

"That's the only way to deal with those little bastards. The harder they are beaten, the better. The people in this city are the same. They are vulgar. If you don't be tougher on them, who knows what they will do."

Thinking about it, it is indeed not easy for her to live alone as a woman. No one commented on what happened just now. In the gradually dimming sunset, they sat patiently at the dining table and watched Dr. Swain transform from a violent murderer to a housewife. Five portions of vegetable stew and white bread were served.

It was even simpler than the dinner on No. 221. I didn’t know if Miss Diana could adapt to it. Lynch looked at Miss Diana and saw her scooping up a spoonful of vegetable soup naturally, just...

Boom, boom, boom.

There was a sudden knock on the closed door. The knock was quick and hard, full of urgency.

"Sven@#￥!@#￥"

The cry was urgent, and it sounded like something was wrong. The four of them looked at each other and put down the tableware, but the female doctor had already walked out and opened the door.

Outside the door was a soldier wearing leather armor, speaking quickly.

"Something happened?" Lin Qi, who had no intention of eating, had already followed him to the door.

Dr. Swain nodded gloomily: "Something happened to Kemit."

"Who is that?"

"The soldiers sent by the city lord to ask for help are suspected of being attacked by ghouls. We...will not have reinforcements for the time being."

Um?

Several people looked at each other, doubts rising in their hearts.

Something is wrong.

The reinforcements must have arrived. The testers saw the reinforcements entering the city with their own eyes, and the results were the same both times.

The memory of strange objects is a fixed history that cannot change. Just like the plot of a filmed drama is fixed every time it is broadcast, how can it suddenly change?

"I'm going to take a look. I hope there's still hope. You guys should eat first."

Dr. Swain could not understand the doubts in the minds of several people, so he went to the second floor to get some medicine, closed the door and left with the soldiers, leaving the four tenants in the room. Before she left, Officer Natalie winked at Lynch and asked if she wanted to find an excuse to follow him, but Lynch shook his head.

It would be too easy to follow him now and arouse unnecessary suspicion. It would be better to wait and see what happens and wait for Dr. Swain to come back before finding a way to muzzle him. There are more important things to do now.

Read suppression conditions.

Originally, Lin Qi thought that he would have to wait at least three days for the fruit to mature before he could escape, so he was not in a hurry to read it, but the sudden change made him smell danger. This also gave him a memory. When suppressing out-of-control strange objects in the future, no matter whether it is urgent or not, he must first read the suppression conditions, and at least know where the escape route is. Otherwise, if he encounters such a weird situation again, it will be easy. Caught off guard.

"However, it is indeed strange. Have you ever encountered, no, heard of a similar situation before?"

One of the three ladies is a professional mysterious hunter, one is a theoretical occultist, and the other is simply an apostle of the evil god. They all have a deep understanding of the mysterious world. However, all three of them shook their heads, and fixed memories suddenly appeared. Change, truly unheard of.

"My father once told me that the memories of strange objects are not completely unchanging. In fact, suppressing strange objects is essentially to reverse the direction of memories. When the memories reach a certain level, the memories will naturally end." Officer Natalie said hesitantly, "The people in the memories are essentially normal people. Their reactions will change according to what we do. The greater the impact we have on the memories, the greater the change. I think the situation this time may be related to this, such as our contact with Ms. Swen."

"But... we haven't done anything yet." Lynch rubbed his forehead and felt a headache. "And the time is not reasonable. If we calculate it forward, we haven't come in or just came in when the messenger was attacked, and it is impossible to have an impact."

"Maybe the original history was like this. In the end, some unexpected situations occurred, causing the reinforcements to arrive." Miss Diana guessed, "Only It is too early to assume that memories have changed based on the attack on the messenger. It is better to assume that history should be like this. It is more appropriate to look for the reasons in depth when there is definite evidence. "

"Well, that's right. The lack of reinforcements is just what Ms. Swain said. It may not be true. I overreacted a little." Lynch laughed self-deprecatingly, "But to be on the safe side, I'll start reading now. It will take forty-five minutes to an hour. Natalie, you help me guard."

"Then Miss Judy and I will go out for a walk together." Miss Diana said, "We will plant five more human-faced fruits around this building, and the remaining ten will be planted tomorrow morning and evening."

After this incident, although the doubts were temporarily put aside, no one was in the mood to study the problem of food. It only took a few minutes to eat a tasteless dinner. Lynch sat cross-legged on the ground, with his right index finger against the ground, and entered a deep reading state.

Seeing that Lynch had already started, Miss Diana and Judy did not drag their feet and left Swain's house with their seed wine.

As soon as they went out, they felt that something was wrong.

It was already dark. According to the experience of the two tests, because of the hidden dangers of the ghouls, the first few nights here were very quiet, and basically no one went out. But at this time, Miss Diana found that there were several teams of people holding torches and patrolling in the distance, making the atmosphere more tense.

It was different from what was said in the introduction. Could it be that there was really a change?

Miss Diana was a little confused in her heart, but whether there was any abnormal change or not, the main task had to be completed. The two carefully avoided the patrolling citizens, circled around Sven's house several times, and threw the seeds in different locations.

The most troublesome problem with this thing is that the waterer must water it with his own blood in order to survive. This is also the reason why Lynch must come in personally. As for who is the person who sows the seeds, it is the least important. It only matters if it is a person.

After planting in a hurry, the two hid in the dark and listened to the conversation of the patrollers. It seemed that it was because of the attack on the messenger Kemit that the city lord and the general felt dangerous and strengthened the patrol.

After listening to Judy's translation, Miss Diana's doubts became even heavier, but seeing that the time was almost up, the two of them had no intention of listening anymore and quickly returned to Sven's house.

As soon as they entered the door, they found that Lynch had regained consciousness and was sitting face to face with Officer Natalie, both of them were in a daze.

Seeing that Diana and Judy had returned, Lynch said directly without waiting for them to ask: "The results are out."

"Huh?"

"Terminate the ghoul transformation ceremony."

"Whose?"

"Everyone in the city." Lynch smiled bitterly and pointed at himself, "Including us."