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Chapter 18: Silent Hill (9)

The refrigerator was still there after half a year, but many things inside had rotted. Although the refrigerator in front of him was not brand new, the refrigeration system was still there. He opened the fresh-keeping cabinet and showed a deep expression of consent and said, "The fish hook in the fishing bag is not there, and something inside the fresh-keeping of the refrigerator was taken away... It also emits the smell of seafood, it is shrimp... It seems that he is really going to fish."

Chen Hao walked out of the house again, and a dark gray beetle parked under the tree at the door.

"The car didn't drive away, which means it's not a long distance. If it's just a man, if you don't choose to drive when you have a car, and you have a fishing rod on your body, the distance should be no more than 2,000 meters. But there are also women accompanying you. According to the urinary nature of a girl or a married woman, the distance is shortened by at least 1,000 meters. Then there is a map on the wall. As long as you have screened and compared, the fishing location will be easily inferred."

Chen Hao glanced around the map and muttered to himself: "There is a mountain here, and it's too troublesome to climb over. Although this road is close, it's surrounded by trees, and the recognition is too poor. Moreover, it's not clear whether there are wild animals in the woods. Normally, no one would choose to take this road, so is this only here left? Although the road is a little far away, this is the most likely place."

After taking a look at the proportions on the map again, Chen Hao said, "Are you eight hundred meters? Not very far."

At this time, Chen Hao's eyes were locked on his survival value again.

Survival value: 71 points.

6 minutes were wasted in the process.

OK, no waste...

Immediately, Chen Hao ran in the direction pointed on the map. Although Chen Hao did not feel tired, his speed still could not maintain a stable high speed for a long time. After only two minutes, his speed slowed down.

Although players will not feel tired, it is impossible to maintain sufficient physical strength. Even the long-distance running champion will not slow down at a stable speed within an hour. There is no feeling of fatigue. However, in terms of settings, no matter how fast Chen Hao wants to run, his pace has been reduced by a short distance, although it is only slight.

After a while, Chen Hao finally saw a river and went up the direction of the river. He finally saw a couple sitting on the shore fishing.

Survival value at this time: 67.

I wasted 4 minutes during the time I ran over.

"Hi, what a coincidence, do you guys fish here early in the morning?" Chen Hao greeted Smiths in some nonsensical way. As for being able to call out their names accurately, it is very simple. There is a row of English letters in the signature position of the family photo on the wall - for, Smiths.

The couple is exactly the same as the family photo. Smith looks about 33 years old, wearing a denim leather jacket, white clothes, black waistband, rain boots on her feet, a national face, and a beard, but from the eyes, she gives people the image of a good man. Mrs. Smith is 27 years old, with golden wavy curly hair hanging down to her waist, her figure is not slender, but she is not bloated, and she belongs to the body type that this age group should have. But Chen Hao obviously does not have a certain kind of favorable impression of Mrs. Smith... Generally, as a stepmother, Ang, stepmother is not such a wonderful word.

"It turned out to be Mr. Gilson. What a coincidence. I caught two tunas. If Mr. Gilson doesn't dislike me, what if he comes to my house for a simple meal in the evening?" Mr. Smith said.

Chen Hao thought to himself, "So the name of my character in the game is Gilson." On the surface, Gilson showed a happy expression, "Really? That's a great honor. I haven't had a full meal since last night~"

"Mr. Gilson was joking. You are a retired mercenary. How could you lose those things? Let's not talk about it. Today's harvest is enough. Go back. By the way, Mr. Gilson, Madam, she accidentally sprained her ankle just now. I wonder if Mr. Gilson can help me bring these fish back?"

"Of course, I'm happy to serve."

After Chen Hao finished speaking, he walked up to lift the bucket on the ground, which contained three tunas.

Just as Chen Hao was lifting the bucket, Mr. Smith suddenly pulled out a fishing line and slowly approached Chen Hao.
Chapter completed!
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