Fallout 4: The Wasteland Life of a Pillager

Chapter 166 Memory Concrete

a few minutes ago.

Old Longfellow was cutting up the body of a crawling shrimp when he heard Yi Beiwang walking into the forest behind him.

He didn't pay too much attention to it, just thinking that the other party was going to the bathroom, and even shouted: "You go first, I'll wait for you here."

But by the time he finished cutting the fog shrimps, Yi Beiwang had not returned yet.

Old Longfellow realized something was wrong and quickly called out, "Brother Longguo, Brother Longguo?"

But after shouting for a long time, there was no response. The only sound around was the rustling of leaves blown by the wind, coming from an unknown corner in the thick fog, which made people feel a little creepy.

Damn, am I falling behind?

Old Longfellow guessed that Yi Beiwang was most likely led away by something and was in great danger.

But what is it? Even a smart trapper can't do it so cleanly.

But the current situation did not allow him to think too much, he had to leave quickly, his hunter's instinct told him to retreat.

As for Yi Beiwang...he can only wish for the best.

Old Longfellow felt a little sorry for the lost young man. He placed a local atlas and some supplies on the ground, and then returned to Far Harbor Town without looking back.

Time returns to the present.

Yi Beiwang was walking through the thick fog, moving along the dilapidated road under his feet.

It was very quiet along the way. Yi Beiwang could not hear any other sound except his own breathing and heartbeat.

Compasses and other things are completely useless. They just spin around like crazy when you take them out. They can only be used as decorations.

It feels like the legend Mickey told is true. This island is really swallowing up outsiders.

Stop, stop, stop. You can’t think like that. You need to calm down.

Maybe he will walk out after a while.

But after walking for half an hour, Yi Beiwang finally realized that he seemed to be walking in circles.

The surrounding environment and the road under his feet did not change at all. He was like a hamster running on a wheel, with no end in sight.

Yi Beiwang had no choice but to walk slowly forward, thinking about what had just happened as he walked.

Why did I hallucinate Mario? This is so fucking weird. Is it because I was listening to Mario music?

Then I hope there will be some 2D beautiful girls, like Akizuki Airi, Sylvie, Mrs. Snow Girl...

Just one is enough. I’m not a greedy person.

Yi Beiwang stared at the surroundings for a long time, until his eyes were dry, but he didn't see any beautiful girl running out to hug him and call him master.

Or is it that the content of the fantasy is wrong?

Yi Bei looked at the fog around him and couldn't help thinking:

This place looks a lot like Silent Hill. Is it possible that a faceless nurse will appear here or something?

No way, this isn't a novel, how could it be possible...

Before Yi Beiwang could finish his thought, several faceless nurses similar to those in Silent Hill appeared in the fog, holding knives in their hands, and were twisting their bodies as they walked towards Yi Beiwang.

Yi Beiwang:6.

Why are sad fantasies not allowed, but scary fantasies are allowed?

The fog here seemed to materialize his memories.

He seemed to have found some pattern, but he would have to verify it later.

Out of respect, Yi Beiwang took out the same shotgun as in Silent Hill and fired a few shots to send away these naked nurses.

Then he felt it again while it was hot. Well, anyway, he would like to respectfully call these young ladies Yourong.

It seems that this fog is not that bad, it’s pretty good.

Just as he was thinking about it, Yi Beiwang's head hurt again, and his vision went dark.

Looking again, the nurses lying on the ground turned into crazy zombies, also without clothes.

Yi Beiwang looked at his hands, took out a pack of wet wipes and wiped them, cursing under his breath.

"Don't eat the sour radish."

After cursing and becoming clean, Yi Beiwang took a deep breath and decided to do something big to let this unknown fog see the cool human skills.

Yi Beiwang took out tables, chairs, and benches, and then took out a small statue of the God of Atom and put it in place. He lit three incense sticks and respectfully offered them to the God of Atom, and shouted, "God of Atom, please bless me to leave here safely, and give me some guidance and tell me what is going on now."

"Please, when I find the nucleus, I will burn some incense for you and make a small statue of you made of pure gold."

God of Atom: ...

Perhaps it heard Yi Beiwang's call, the fog really became smaller, and a ray of sunlight shone on his face.

Yi Beiwang looked up and found himself back to the place where he and old Longfellow first separated.

There were local atlases and supplies on the ground, and it seemed that old Longfellow had returned to town.

Oh, you little mist, you dare to bully me? Just take me!

Yi Beiwang flipped through the atlas and found that Arcadia was not far from here.

After confirming the direction, he put on his shotgun and hopped forward.