Terra Hotline, crime simulator

"Why must the story develop according to the original plot? Didn't I say it before? I just want to break an ancient prophecy, that's all."

After Malvo finished speaking, he turned and left, but his voice still echoed in the narrow corridor:

"You will agree to this, General, because Nayin, think carefully about your daughter, which one is better, falling into the mine or falling into my hands."

Neither one is good.

Herage looked at his retreating back and thought to himself.

.........

"It seems that you had a very pleasant conversation with the Hippogriff General. It can be seen from the smile on your face, Mr. Malvo."

Mayor Boris had been waiting for him at the door of the police station for a long time. After seeing Malvo coming out, he made an invitation gesture and opened the door of his exclusive black car for Malvo like a secretary.

"General Hippogriff has realized his mistake. He is deeply repenting. I have made an agreement with him that he will never cause you any trouble. Also, you are a bit flattering to me, Marquis Boris."

Malvo sat in the passenger seat, and Marquis Boris sat next to him, with a flattering smile on his face.

"That's good, that's good. Oh, Professor Malvo, what are you talking about? If it weren't for you, I would have lost my position as Marquis a long time ago. The strength of a new noble like me would definitely not be that high. Help the old nobles stay stable."

"What are you going to do with Herlag? He is also an infected person. Are you going to throw him into the mine as well?"

Malvo asked, staring out the window.

"No, no, no, he is a general. Herag is very lucky to survive the trial. Of course, this may be the benefit of him never participating in politics. Therefore, we have no right to try him and must leave it to the Imperial Parliament."

It seemed like the Emperor had been skipped, Malvo thought.

In the car, I chatted word by word with Mayor Boris. Of course, the latter was always looking for a topic, and Malvo could always continue to follow his topic. His wealth of knowledge made Mr. Marquis refresh his mind again. views on it.

"...As expected of a history professor from the capital of the empire, he actually knows so much. Okay, we're here, just park the car here. I don't really want the citizens to see me here. .”

Boris said to the driver, and then the car stopped at the entrance of a hotel not far from the institute.

This research institute is really run-down, it doesn’t even have a signboard, and it’s even blocked.

"Okay, Mr. Malvo, please follow me. Due to some special reasons, we gave up the research on the sarcophagus. Therefore, the only scientist is Mr. Sergei, the Speaker of the Parliament, but he is not here."

Malvo certainly knew the special reason Boris was talking about.

Decades ago, after the Marquis dug up the sarcophagus, he built the city of Chernobog with the sarcophagus as the core, and organized a group of scientists to study this thing. At that time, the leader of this group of scientists and the director of the institute was Kyle. hope.

But scientists soon discovered that the power possessed by the sarcophagus could be very dangerous. In order that it would not be used to start a war, they agreed to keep this secret until they entered the coffin.

Soon, word got out that Sergei, Broken Bones and Misha's father, was threatened by the secret police and leaked the secret to the army.

Later, the army washed away the institute with blood, except for a few people who escaped.

Finally, Boris sealed the place.

Boris used his authority to take Malvo into the research institute. The facilities inside looked even more dilapidated than outside. Almost all the experimental equipment was covered with a thick layer of dust. After walking down the cluttered corridor, Malvo saw the sarcophagus at the end of the laboratory.

In the dark and silent environment, the sarcophagus made a humming sound, and it was still running, because the energy source of the entire Chernobog came from here.

"I'm going to open it."

Malvo said, pointing to the sarcophagus.

"No, you can't do that, sir, uh...because the sarcophagus...it's dangerous, yes, and that's one of the reasons why I sealed this place."

Boris quickly stopped him and said.

"How can I study the sarcophagus if I don't open it?"

Malvo spread his hands and said.

"Maybe you could check the lines on it or something?"

Boris took out a handkerchief and wiped the non-existent sweat on his face.

Malvo looked up and looked around. Even the cameras were abandoned in this damn place.

"Then please turn around, Marquis Boris."

Malvo said and pulled off his tie.

"...Why do you do this?"

Boris asked confused, but he did it anyway, turning his back to Malvo.

The next second, Malvo strangled Marquis Boris's neck with his tie, bent over and carried him back to back. The poor Marquis Boris flapped his feet feebly in mid-air, choking in his throat. sound.

Malvo counted silently for 20 seconds, and then he put down Boris's body.

Chapter 161 This evil spirit is different

"I envy you so much. After all, you have always been the protagonist in the story. This land has always revolved around you, isn't it?"

After stepping over Boris's dead body, Malvo came to the sarcophagus, gently touched the sarcophagus with his leather-gloved hand, and murmured to himself.

"Actually, I never think that what I eat is human beings. What I eat is all animals. Ursus is bear meat and Custer is rabbit meat. In fact, the Fengho tribe has the best taste and protein than other races." Several times...

I am not a human myself, I am a wolf. Now, let me see a real human being. "

With that said, Malvo easily opened the sarcophagus with a force. He opened his eyes wide, and the answer he had always wanted was inside.

The doctor lay quietly inside, as if he had fallen into a permanent sleep. Malvo pressed the doctor's visor with his hand, and then he only needed to gently lift it to see the other person's true face.

Will he be his past self?Malvo could no longer remember the appearance of the ordinary college student before time travel. He only remembered that he was a young and immature lover of beast-eared girls.

".....cough cough cough!"

Suddenly, the doctor coughed violently, and his gray and haggard fingers suddenly grabbed Malvo's wrist tightly.

"!!!"

Malvo reflexively took out his claw knife and held it against the doctor's throat.

"...Relax, me in the previous life, what you see now is just a phantom. Monthly "Fei (Group 69:493) 6135"

As the doctor or evil said this, he pushed away Malvo's hand holding the claw knife and slowly stood up from the coffin.

"It was Mai who came to see you originally, but he is very busy now. There is something wrong with the world line of the seventh life. He is urgently fixing it, so he pulled out a dead person like me."

Evil sighed.

"You...make me familiar with it. Is this all a dream?"

Malvo looked at him blankly. He saw his reflection in the other person.

child.

Evil took off his helmet. Except that there were no wolf ears on his head, he looked exactly like Malvo. He moved his body and said:

"Because I come from your next life, which is the fifth life."

"The fifth life? What do you mean? I am the fourth life? There are three lives before me? Is this a joke? Do you think I am a joker?"

Malvo had a vague feeling that what the other party said was not a lie.

"It's not a joke, I will be you in the next life, let me think about it, a violent maniac, a bank robber, a paranoid... and now an ogre."

Evil snapped his fingers and continued:

"Oh, by the way, I'm here to do business. Mai asked me to give these to you."

He took out a silenced USP, an ump45, a few magazines and a fasting mask that looked like a mental patient from the inside of his coat and handed it to Malvo.

The latter hesitated but chose to take it.

"Okay, so after you die, you will go to the abyss, where you will get the answer about traveling through time. I'm leaving. I wish you a pleasant meal."

"and many more......"

Malvo stopped him. After clearing his mind, he still had many questions in his mind.

"Okay, I believe you, so how many lives will I have in total from the future? Or rather, how many lives have I lived so far?"

"...I can't stop here for too long. I will try my best to satisfy a few of your questions. First of all, we have lived to the ninth life, the purest of us, the purest of Mikey."

"You said this was Mai's job? Who is Mai?"

"There is no one else here, we are all us. Mai is you in the eighth life. In that timeline, he traveled to Iberia in the golden age, robbed an exploration ship, and became a pirate captain. He was hacked to death. An Iberian saint was born, and the entire Iberian Inquisition pursued him across the sea.”

"I can feel that Mai's identity is very important. What is he doing?"

Some images flashed through Malvo's mind, from Syracuse, from Longmen, from Casimir...

The memories of his previous lives began to show signs of awakening.

"Don't think about that. Memory makes a moment become eternity, but forgetting can keep people mentally healthy. Forgetting is a good thing. Malvo, you who are still alive now should not think of things from the previous three lives."

Evil patted his shoulder, his taste turning serious.

"What about you? Doctor, are you in the fifth life? You don't belong to my world line, so...who is the Doctor in my current life?"

Malvo tried not to think about it and changed the subject.

"It's just an empty shell that can only walk according to the original Ark script. It doesn't have any soul. You can imagine that the other doctors in other lives are the operation records left behind when you played the game. They can only walk according to specific procedures."

"So...in my next life, I will be transported into this empty shell?"

"Yes, I am the evil spirit of the Tower of Babel and a chess player on this land, but in terms of cold-blooded cruelty, you are more capable."

Evil clapped and continued:

"However, every life has its shining moments. They all say that I am the culprit for provoking the War of the Five Armies. You ask me what the War of the Five Armies is? It was a bigger battle than the Battle of the Four Emperors. Sweeping the entire Terra, Kelsey once asked me why I did this.

For Sakaz?

For the so-called noble pure-blooded human bloodline and contempt for demi-human races?

The old trick of looking to the stars in order to unify all of Terra? "

Evil seemed to be talking to his head, but he didn't notice that his body was slowly dissipating. He kept talking:

"These are all excuses, but not the purpose. I just want to find a reason to put all the furries in concentration camps."

“Are there gas chambers in concentration camps?”

"Of course there is. The gas chamber is right next to the soap manufacturing workshop. In addition, we also have a high-level Sakaz warlock who specializes in shaving furry. We also have a furry brand can production workshop. The devil said yes to it! "

Evil said and gave a thumbs up, showing his white teeth.

"Very well, furry has always been a problem in this land. I have always wanted to solve this problem, but I don't have much time. Have you brought the can of furry? Give me a taste."

Malvo nodded, satisfied.

"How is this possible? I am just a phantom. When you come to the abyss, I will give you some cans."

Evil's figure has completely disappeared, and the last words he left to Malvo were:

"Don't make the relationship with the beast-eared girls too awkward. Try to have a good relationship with them. Mikey in the ninth life will be very happy."

.........

[Reward for this simulation: Malvo’s mask. ]

[Effect: You can bite anything, including source stones, demons, heirs, giant beasts...]

"Don't listen to Evil's nonsense! Lavinia will definitely kill me if she knows I'm keeping a high school girl!"

Chapter 162: Guns are much easier to use than knives

Malvo woke up on the cold floor, next to the sarcophagus

Ming Yan had never been touched, and it seemed that what he had just dreamed was just a dream, but the three things in his arms told him that it was not entirely a dream.

He had the impression that the fasting mask was the mask he wore when he was imprisoned in the room after fighting for his body with the original owner.

He put the mask on his face, and it still fit surprisingly well after all these years. He tried a few bite movements, and the fasting mask blocked his bite perfectly.

Then he turned his attention to the other two weapons.

Oh my god, the silencer USP is pure silver, and the submachine gun is actually the skin of the King of Cars.

Sure enough, only you know your own taste best.

After putting away the weapons, Malvo no longer looked at the sarcophagus. What lay inside was just an empty shell without a soul. Perhaps the "Doctor" would be awakened by Amiya in the near future and make decisions based on his own game records. choice, but "The Doctor" never steps outside the plot framework of the game.

He helped Mayor Boris's body out of the institute, looking like Boris was drunk.

"Marquis Boris accidentally fell and hit the back of his head. We have to take him to the hospital immediately."

Malvo said to the private driver who had been waiting outside for a long time.

"Oh, God, get in the car quickly. If something really goes wrong with him, those guards will definitely arrest us all!"