The familiar overgrown path, the familiar massive iron gate that wouldn't open, the familiar dog hole to crawl through into the yard.

Everything about this game felt so familiar, so familiar that Pure Black's heart rate was starting to climb.

Thinking back to the strongly PT-style scene design from the previous demo, looking at this now all-too-familiar Escape-style navigation.

He had to admit, this was a horror game work with a very strong Old Thief personal style.

As he spoke, Pure Black waved his hand, shooing away the mosquitoes buzzing around his face.

Clearly, in this work, Golden Wind had further enhanced the subtle motion feedback in the game to give players a more immersive experience.

Crawling through the dog hole into the yard, a sinister mansion appeared before Pure Black.

Players who had experienced the demo were no strangers to this mansion, and Pure Black naturally took a deep breath:

"Oh—so this is the house from the demo. But even though it's dusk now with sunlight still out, this house it's... pfft..."

The massive mansion stood gloomily, its elongated shadow stretching across the weed-choked woodland.

All the windows of the mansion were boarded up with planks, the wooden structure walls covered entirely in bluish-black moss and dense mold spots.

Peering through the cracks in the window boards, the entire interior was pitch black, as if all light was being devoured upon reaching it.

The whole mansion standing there gave a feeling of weirdness and contradiction.

Clearly dusk with ample sunset light, yet the mansion seemed like a black hole swallowing light, hidden in sinister darkness.

Clearly woodland wilderness with fresh pure air, yet the mansion faintly emitted a moldy rotten smell that lightly lingered around him.

Even more discomforting was that although the mansion was just an inanimate object, you always felt like it was watching you with lifeless eyes.

This feeling was like attending a funeral but constantly feeling like the memorial portrait in the hall was watching you.

It was an eerie, dissonant feeling of ghostly presence in the world of the living.

Such atmosphere crafting made one have to marvel at how Old Thief's horror atmosphere creation had actually reached such a perfected state.

If even "light" couldn't provide relief within the horror atmosphere.

Then would "firearms" really give people a sense of security in danger?

At this moment, not just Pure Black, but even the barrage viewers were getting goosebumps from this haunted house—

"Has Old Thief really reached this level of inhumanity already?"

"Feels like being in a morgue, with discomfort permeating throughout the entire body"

"Ethan at this moment: Hello, US military headquarters? I've detected oil under this house (dog head)"

"Deploy troops at light speed!"

"Resident Evil? Oil crisis!"

"Even Wesker would get slapped twice coming here (laughing)"

"Hahahahaha damn..."

"F22 plowing the land would even blast biochemical worms vertically into halves"

"Ethan's still too young after all (dog head)"

"This is too ridiculous hahahaha..."

As the viewers joked around, the tense atmosphere seemed to ease slightly.

Summoning courage to open the door, passing through the familiar brushed metal kitchen.

Soon enough, Pure Black found the room where Miles had initially woken up in the demo.

Placing the videotape from the TV into the DVD player, the recording of the doomed trio from the demo played again.

Actually, for demo players, this recording was optional. Its placement here was mainly to make the game more complete while reminding players who hadn't played the demo—there's a handle in the fireplace.

Clunk—

As the lever pulled down, the secret door opened. Pure Black took a deep breath, moving stealthily to the broken opening leading to the sewer.

This time, the ladder at the opening seemed to have been repaired.

He could go down now.

...

"Huff—God bless,"

Pew made the sign of the cross on his chest, turning around to carefully descend the ladder.

Creak—

The wooden ladder groaned under the weight.

Pew cautiously tested each step with his foot to check if they were fragile.

Little did he know the next moment!

Crack!

The step he was holding suddenly broke, followed by a short scream echoing from the sewer opening!

"Oh fuuuuuck!!!"

Splash!

Pew fell straight down into the sewer, sending water flying everywhere!

"Fuck! Fuuuu—!"

Standing up from the foul-smelling sewage water, Pew shook his hands while roaring:

"Goddammit I knew it! I already expected the ladder would break! But I didn't expect it to break from the top! Fuck!"

Watching the drenched Pew, the livestream chat erupted with laughter—

"Clearly Sam predicted your prediction"

"Looooooo......"

"After all this time, Pew's still trying to predict Old Thief?"

"Not even once successful prediction hahahahaha"

"Game over, can't go back now"

"This place's ladder always breaks, just won't let you backtrack"

"This is pretty good already..."

"...at least not like Parker in Escape who directly broke his leg,"

Moving his limbs around, Pew didn't feel anything abnormal, breathing a sigh of relief.

Looking around.

The sewer was pitch black, with rust-stained pipes crisscrossing everywhere.

Following one main pipe forward led to a section of sewage-filled waterway, with faint light seeming to come from the other end.

Unable to go back, Pew could only move forward through water, and as he progressed deeper, the water level rose higher.

The murky water made it impossible to see what was below.

The stone ceiling pressed down on him, forcing him to move carefully to avoid hitting his head.

Splash—splash—

The water sounds seemed exceptionally loud in the quiet underground.

The water level had now reached Pew's neck.

The suffocating pressure and terrifying atmosphere rushed in, creating a choking sensation. Combined with the extremely murky sewage water, it naturally evoked a fear of the unknown beneath the water.

"Oh—fuck me—I'm dying—"

Pew had expected Resident Evil 7 under Sam's direction would make people anxious, but he never expected this guy's skills had advanced so remarkably:

"My claustrophobia is about to act up, seriously, plus this water up to my neck. Although not very scary, but..."

Before he finished speaking!

Suddenly, a stream of bubbles surged up from the murky water!

Immediately after, a highly decomposed head floated up from the water!

Right on target!

It pressed directly against Pew's face!

Face to face! Death stare!

In an instant!

Pew felt like a auspicious white light flashed before his eyes—

A piercing high-pitched scream—

The suffocating pressure and terrifying atmosphere swept over, creating a choking sensation. Combined with the extremely murky sewage water, it naturally evoked a fear of the unknown beneath the water.

The barrage instantly exploded—

"Suddenly had heaven's little tune flash through my mind"

"'Not Very Scary'"

"Instant face slap hahahahaha...."

"My god... scared me so much cold sweat came out.."

'Not scary at all, someone bring me my yellow pants!'

'Hahahaha so damn...'

"This should be Andre, right?"

'Possibly, Andre died here originally, most likely him'

'Old Thief's classic little surprise'

'This head design, hard to imagine the mental state of Steel Chain Fingers art team...'

'It's Yuki, Lisa was also made by this Neon girl'

'What a pity, joined Golden Wind so young and became perverted...'

'"Died Young by Wind"'

...

Over here, Pew's viewers in the livestream chat were breaking out in cold sweat.

Naturally, other players and streamers didn't escape this opening thunder strike either.

For a time, screams filled the various livestream chats.

Those with better mental fortitude mostly got solidly startled like Pew.

Those with slightly weaker mental strength were directly scared into pausing the game.

Some even like certain big streamers immediately force-quit the game at light speed.

As for extremely timid ones like Young Master and Qiezi, getting kicked out within ten minutes of starting wasn't uncommon.

...

"...this motion-sensing pod's automatic disconnection is really... a blessing for players like me."

Pure Black, having re-entered the game, exhaled heavily, slightly calming his nerves:

"Because I go numb you know, once I go numb I don't know what to do. Kicking me out like this gives me a buffer time..."

"Thank heavens, grateful to the motion-sensing pod research team and relevant safety health departments for forcibly adding the disconnection function to motion-sensing pods, saving my dog life."

'What a pity, joined Golden Wind so young and became perverted...'

If he remembered correctly, he'd even swallowed two mouthfuls of sewage water in his panic earlier.

Even though it was just in-game, this feeling genuinely made people feel profoundly uneasy.

"I'd better stay far away from here."

Over here, the viewers in Pew's livestream chat were breaking out in cold sweat.

Pushing open the old wooden door under faint door light, before him came into view what looked like an underground prison cell with iron bars.

For a time, screams filled every livestream chat.

"Huh?!"

"This... huh? Isn't this the wife? Found her already?"

Correct!

From the lying woman's silhouette, it wasn't hard to see that the 'prisoner' in the cell was none other than Mia, the wife he had come to find!

"Huh???"

The barrage was filled with sounds of "huh"—

'Finished scattering flowers?'

'Demo twenty minutes, main game ten minutes, is that it?'

'Wesker transformed (dog head)'

'Wesker: Come here say that to my face....'

'Definitely fake wife, impossible to be this simple'

'Has that strange feeling of rescuing the princess in Mario's first level'

'Turn around, bam a zombie!'

'Resident Evil 1 classic look-back smile, is that it?'

...

The process seemed somewhat overly smooth.

The light inside the cell was dim, but one could vaguely make out a long-haired woman with a slender figure lying on a small bed in the corner.

Click!

As the cell door lock was cut, with a creak, Pure Black opened the cell door, his voice clearly revealing tension and apprehension:

"Holy shit, is it time to face zombies already? But I fucking don't have a gun yet?"

"Not that... I'm not scared... this is just preparing in advance okay,"

"Wife definitely has a look-back kill or something,"

As he spoke!

Pure Black approached Mia, front leg bent back leg ready, adopting a stance prepared to flee at any moment, gently turning Mia's shoulder...

...

'Demo twenty minutes, main game ten minutes, right?'

"E...Ethan? You... how did you find this place?"

"What do you mean?" Ethan shrugged seeing Mia's surprised expression: "You sent me emails."

Hearing this!

Mia's eyes instantly filled with terror:

'Has that wonderful feeling of rescuing the princess in Mario's first level'

As she spoke.

'Resident Evil 1 classic look-back smile, right?'

"Did anyone see you coming? Did Daddy see you?"

"Daddy? What... I don't understand Mia?"

Ethan was completely confused:

"What daddy? Is someone else here? What's going on?"

However, Mia shook her head, appearing very nervous: "No time to explain Ethan, we need to leave quickly, hurry!"

"Huh—?"

Successfully reuniting with his wife right at the start!

This clearly somewhat exceeded Pure Black's understanding of linear role-playing games.

As the viewers said, it had the feeling of finding the princess while the music was still 'dun dun, dun dun dun dun, dun'

"Dad? Holy shit... couldn't be that old man who hit me in the demo, right?"

Pure Black wondered, following Mia's steps:

"Or some strange biological creature, a non-humanoid zombie?"

Mia's condition seemed very strange.

In Pure Black's words, it was like she was psychotic.

First, Mia repeatedly denied sending the emails, saying she never contacted Ethan.

Second, she seemed unaware that she had been missing for three years.

Finally, as Pure Black followed her to a small basement room, Mia pointed at a wall saying there was a door here, then suddenly had a moment of dizziness and headache, inexplicably saying: ["Since you're here, then we're family..."]

Then, she collapsed onto the small room's worn-out sofa, holding her head with painful moans.

Seeing this, Pure Black couldn't help but feel a sudden chill:

"Um... are you okay? Serious? What's wrong? Not feeling well anywhere? Want me to take a look?"

While expressing continuous concern verbally, his footsteps honestly moved backward, getting further away from Mia.

The livestream chat instantly erupted with laughter—

"Mia: Then why the fuck don't you come over?"

"Distance creates beauty, is that it?"

"Some people, just looking from afar is enough"

"Love brains get out!"

"Wife's gone crazy, right?"

"Feels not as simple as crazy..."

"Wife's about to transform holy shit..."

As the viewers discussed, Pure Black's footsteps moved further away, directly retreating into a storage room next to the small room.

Based on Pure Black's years of gaming experience, if Mia mutated now, then this storage room he hadn't entered yet must contain weapons.

However!

Just as he entered the storage room!

Suddenly.

From the small room outside came Mia's scream!

"Get away! Don't come near me!"

Boom!!!

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