Chapter 392: Chapter 378: This Game… Can Clothes Burst?
Translator: 549690339
The church is full of madmen.
That’s right.
Is it related to cults or evil gods?
Nope.
This is simply one of the many surprises Lincoln prepared for the players.
What’s the saying?
Who can resist going Unparalleled against a army of enemies?
To make this “Unparalleled” feel more layered, Lincoln also separated the enemies who were surrounded by layers.
With the player at the center, the innermost circle consists of unarmed enemies.
Their goal is to disarm the players.
Whether it’s stealing the player’s Weapons or using their own life to consume the player’s ammo, it doesn’t matter, as long as the player is drawn into close combat.
These enemies may be scary to look at, but more so, mentally frightening.
Their Combat Power is not that high, just a “greeting” effect.
Outside this circle are enemies with weapons.
Weapons range from fruit knives, daggers, umbrellas, clubs, walking sticks, stool legs, and even metal prosthetic legs, all readily available materials.
Another circle out, and the enemies are still wielding simple Weapons found everywhere.
But the difference is that these enemies become “trained” combatants.
Their attacks become more organized, and the threat level increases.
In other words: the difficulty of the battle increases.
After the players kill all the surrounding “believers,” they are confronted by even more outer circle enemies: Vigo’s armed security personnel wielding hot Weapons.
Normally, by this point, the player’s hands might only hold stool legs or prosthetic limbs as weapons…
Using those to fight armed militants with hot Weapons might be a bit difficult…
In short, the entire church has layers that escalate, ensuring that players experience one surprise after another in this segment!
Camille Victoria knew nothing of this, but after soothing her emotions, she immediately went back to church.
This time, she needn’t worry about accidentally hurting innocent people.
There were no innocents inside this church!
Entering the church and closing the gate, Camille Victoria raised her Rifle and greeted everyone, “Hello everybody! Look over here!”
All the NPCs in the room turned their heads.
Camille Victoria pulled the trigger without hesitation!
Rapid gunfire filled the church!
All of the NPCs stood up, either escaping or fearlessly charging at Camille Victoria!
The enemies in the front were shot and fell during the charge, their bodies hadn’t yet vanished before being surpassed by those who followed, one after another, unwilling to die!
Red light sprayed from where bullets hit those charging through the Crowd; dying bodies turned into beams of golden light that scattered into the air.
Red and gold light interwove inside the church, representing sacredness and glory! Metal and death sang loudly!
For the sake of the players’ mental health, the gore in this section was reduced, and the exhilarating music incited emotions, distracting attention while the neural modulator-demodulator constantly operated.
All of these efforts were just to ensure that players could fight happily without psychological burdens!
Of course, not like Camille Victoria now, using the Rifle to directly sweep at enemies.
Otherwise-
Boom!
Behind Camille Victoria, the church door she had closed was smashed open from the outside.
She had just emptied her bullets and reloaded before being tackled by the enemy, raising her Rifle again to roar, barely managing to glance back.
In that glance, she saw countless thugs streaming into the church, all wielding guns!
The next moment, gunfire erupted, and various gunshots sounded together.
Camille Victoria was sent back to the Respawn Point again.
Standing by the roadside, Camille Victoria blinked and looked at the AR-15 in her hand.
She couldn’t figure out if the trigger-happy thugs rushing in from outside the door were designed as part of the level or activated by Night City’s random system due to her excessive firepower.
So, she decided to give it another try!
After all, she didn’t drive her own car and didn’t bring her dog – the dog was safely in room 818 of the Continental Hotel.
Since the dog was fine and she just had to die a few more times, it wasn’t a big deal for Camille Victoria!
When Yelang first entered the church, he wasn’t as low-key as Camille Victoria.
Armed to the teeth, he walked into the church to find a sermon in progress.
But he didn’t care, and walked straight towards the priest, pulled out his Rifle, aimed at the church ceiling and pulled the trigger without a word.
Gunshots echoed through the church.
Yelang brazenly shouted, “Everybody, get out!”
Then he leveled the gun at the priest and said, “Tell me! Where’s Vigo’s Money hidden?!”
At that moment, he had just walked halfway down the second row of seats in the aisle.
Yelang then heard a series of creaking noises as if everyone in the church simultaneously pushed their chairs back and stood up.
The next moment, he realized it wasn’t a hallucination: everyone really did stand up.
“Are these people so high-quality that they don’t panic when faced with armed criminals and leave the church so orderly?” Yelang couldn’t help but complain.
But the moment the words left his mouth, the nearby NPCs rushed towards him without fear!
Yelang’s first reaction wasn’t to shoot, but seeing that the people rushing towards him were empty-handed, he subconsciously tried to dodge.
By doing so, he missed the best window of opportunity to shoot.
The enemy behind him had already surged forward, with arms, legs, fists, fingernails, and even teeth, indiscriminately attacking Yelang!
He struggled frantically, as the enemies tore at him.
First, the rifle magazine was removed immediately, and soon the rifle itself was taken away by someone.
Then, the pistols and the spare magazines around his waist were taken.
Next, with a “rip” sound, one of the sleeves of Yelang’s stylish coat was gone.
“Rip-” The other sleeve.
“Rip-rip-” The sleeves of his shirt.
“Rip-” The coat was torn to shreds!
“Rip-” The left trouser leg!
“Rip-” The right trouser leg!
His bulletproof vest was also pulled off during the chaos, and he had no idea where it was thrown.
“Rip-rip-rip-” His sleeveless shirt turned into a ragged beggar’s garment.
It didn’t end there; Yelang felt several hands simultaneously touching his belt!
“Ah! No, no!!”
Yelang cried out in horror and then began to apologize inexplicably.
“I’m sorry! I’m sorry! I was wrong! No!! I’m live streaming!! I’m sorry!”
But the enemies around him showed no sign of stopping until-
“Bang!”
A priest, who appeared out of nowhere, shot Yelang and put an end to his pain.
After a brief darkness, Yelang was reborn outside the church.
His weapons were restored, with the AR-15 assault rifle slung over his back, and the tactical belt around his waist had two Glocks, three spare pistol magazines, and two spare rifle magazines, all in place.
Even the lost bulletproof vest was back at his feet.
The only problem was-
His stylish coat was gone, and the white shirt had turned into tattered strips of cloth, with almost no coverage left.
The suit pants had become shorts, barely covering his thighs. His arms and legs were exposed to the air.
This outfit could be punk or beggar-like.
Yelang stood there dumbfounded, while the number of viewers in his live streaming room doubled – everyone was laughing uncontrollably!
It wasn’t uniform treatment, but rather a special treatment reserved for players who had been trapped by the female killer Perkins’ beauty in the previous mission.
As for someone like Yi, who was half-trapped and half-not, Lincoln had a different treatment in store for them.
Players like that got half the treatment – their clothes were intact on the top half, but their pants were reduced to just a piece.
The damage was greatly reduced, but the social embarrassment was not diminished.
Although Yelang was relieved, he suddenly felt grateful: “For the first time, I want to thank Cloud Dream for not allowing players to remove their pants in this setting.”
“Otherwise, with Lincoln’s twisted taste, I’m very skeptical about what would’ve happened with those NPCs in the church…”
“Damn!”
“I have to think about how to pass this level! I can’t just force my way through; it’s too terrifying.”
Death in the game isn’t scary, but social death, which extends beyond the game, is!
Comments suggested he buy new clothes, as his current outfit is too unsightly and hard to look at.
Yelang immediately refused, “Buy my ass, you want me to buy another outfit just for it to get ripped off again?”
“I’m not saying you guys don’t know the value, but it’s hard to earn money in Night City.”
“Save where you can! With the money saved, you can still help out the impoverished little sisters in Night City.”
“I’ll buy new clothes after I clear the church level. For now, let’s just bear with it.”
As Yelang spoke, he picked up the bulletproof vest at his feet and put it on.
But the coarse material directly touched his skin, making him complain in his heart about the terrible feel.
Why did Cloud Dream make the details in this haunted place so intricate?!
The realistic feel made him very worried: If he were to engage in intense movements later, would his chest be rubbed raw and bleed?
Just thinking about it, Yelang couldn’t help but shudder.
But having just said that, it would be even more embarrassing to turn back and buy clothes now.
In the end, he decided to bear with it for now.
So, wearing this highly “shameful” outfit and holding his rifle, Yelang re-entered the church.
Without any surprises, he chose the same tactics as Camille Victoria – spraying bullets!
So he soon experienced the same tragedy – getting attacked from both sides.
No, his situation was even worse than Camille Victoria’s-
At least Camille Victoria’s clothes were intact.
When Yelang was resurrected, the bulletproof vest was still at his feet, but he no longer had the tattered strips of cloth on his upper body. Instead, the “suit shorts” on his lower body were also gone!
He stood on the street, bare-chested, wearing only a pair of red underwear and a tactical belt filled with pistols and magazines, looking utterly confused.
He wanted to check his chest but felt that doing so during the live stream would be indecent, so he simply rubbed his fingers together and forced himself to bear it.
“Hahaha.” Lincoln laughed his head off at the sight of Yelang in the live stream room.
This guy was just too stubborn!
Mavis also covered her mouth, laughing non-stop.
Outside the church, Yelang was dumbfounded for a while. He looked down at his underwear and finally said with realization, “I think I get it! Is this a ‘clothes explosion when defeated’ setting?”
With that thought, he suddenly stopped caring about social embarrassment and became interested:
“Now that I have no clothes left to remove, will my underwear ‘explode’ if I continue to lose?”
“Aren’t you curious which setting is more fundamental- the ‘exploding clothes’ or ‘can’t remove underwear’?”
“Let’s go, let’s test it out! Test it out!”
Yelang, wearing only his underwear, excitedly charged back into the church again.