Chapter 175: Training Before Action
Seeing the face of the person opposite, William raised an eyebrow.
This woman should also be one of the contestants; she seemed to be named Elena.
"Oh! Sorry, I didn't expect anyone to be in the car."
Elena looked surprised, but stared straight at William.
"Do you say those Mountain Men really eat human flesh?"
Before William could speak, Elena leaned in on her own accord.
"You said you are an exorcist, so you must be able to protect me, right?"
Her eyes were pleading, like a wounded fawn.
Feeling the softness on his arm, William immediately took a few steps back to distance himself from her.
In the world of American Horror, classic erotic scenes are often accompanied by the tragic deaths of the man and woman involved.
It was one thing for this woman to seek death herself, but she actually wanted to drag William down with her.
He had come specifically to warn them; this was simply biting the hand that fed her!
Seeing William retreat actually aroused Elena's possessiveness.
She took a few more steps forward: "There are too many bugs in this forest. I can't reach some places to apply lotion; can you help me?"
After speaking, Elena took out a bottle of insect repellent from her back pocket and placed it on the table.
She gave William a meaningful look.
Then she actually turned around, reached back to lift the hem of her clothes from her waist, intending to take them off.
William frowned and silently took out a crucifix from his pocket.
"Taking off clothes as soon as we meet; how is this like a normal woman? Could she be possessed by an evil spirit?" He thought to himself.
Lust and sex were indeed one of the favorite tricks played by evil spirits.
On the other side, Elena had already taken off her outer clothes, leaving only a lilac inner layer.
But in the next moment, she actually took off these two pieces of cloth as well.
"Mr. Priest, are you ready?"
Elena turned around, her hot figure fully revealed, using only her hands to cover her private parts.
Splash.
A bottle of water was splashed in her face; Elena was soaked head to toe.
She opened her mouth wide, her eyes full of shock.
"What is wrong with you?"
Elena wiped her face with her hand. Now her body was completely uncovered.
But William didn't care to appreciate it.
After splashing a bottle of 20-year vintage Holy Water, he immediately took out the Exorcism Bible.
"In the name of the Father, the Son..."
A moment later.
"Sorry, Ms. Elena, I thought you were possessed by an evil spirit." William smiled slightly, picked up the clothes on the ground, and returned them to her.
Elena's face was full of anger as she snatched them back:
"I've never seen a man like you. If I didn't think you had some skills, this lady would have wanted to get more screen time..."
She cursed and muttered, implying that William didn't understand romance.
"If you want to leave the forest alive, you'd better wear more protective gear," William changed his tone.
"Those Mountain Men love human flesh, especially someone like you with a good figure and frequent maintenance."
He looked Elena up and down.
"I imagine the texture must be very chewy."
Elena felt creepy all over instantly and involuntarily blocked her arms in front of her.
"Never seen a priest like you."
She hurriedly opened the car door and ran down.
"Phew..."
William wiped his forehead, as if he had just been through a great battle.
Outside the camp.
A bush moved, and then two Mountain Men emerged from it.
Both were ugly; one had a face covered with tumors, and the other's scalp was rotten.
They lowered their bodies, staring at the group of busy humans not far away.
The one with the "Rotten Scalp" seemed to have selected a target; it raised the longbow in its hand.
Just as it nocked the arrow, it was stopped by the "Tumor Face" beside it.
"..."
Tumor Face looked ferocious, gesturing constantly with his hands.
Judging from the meaning, he was indicating that the distance was too far. If the arrow missed, it would likely alert the enemy.
Rotten Scalp seemed a bit angry, snorted, and put the bow and arrow back.
The two Mountain Men had been eyeing this group of people for a long time.
Originally, these metal boxes were parked by the woods, and the two could easily approach.
They planned to start acting tonight.
But who would have thought that this group of humans moved the cars to the clearing again? This completely disrupted their plan.
At this time, Tumor Face saw the humans in front suddenly gathering.
He immediately signaled his companion, intending to get a little closer to take a look.
Clang... Clang.
But after just a few steps, there was a sudden noise under his feet.
Tumor Face was startled immediately.
He looked down, only to see two metal cans strung together with a rope.
Because of his carelessness, the cans collided with each other.
But it wasn't over yet.
Because of the vibration, clattering sounds also rang out in the surrounding bushes one after another.
Tumor Face discovered that such traps actually circled the camp, and there was one every few steps.
"...!"
He clenched his fists tightly, his body shaking violently, looking quite angry.
At this time, Rotten Scalp beside him slapped him hard.
Tumor Face turned his head, gritting his teeth.
But Rotten Scalp gestured seriously, meaning don't let anyone find out.
Tumor Face hurriedly looked at the camp.
Those humans indeed noticed the movement and all looked over here.
"Hmph."
He shouted angrily and could only drag his companion away quickly.
At this time, inside the camp.
An outdoor canopy was temporarily set up here, surrounded by some boxes and bags as a wall.
"There seemed to be movement in the trap over there just now."
"You heard wrong; maybe it was the wind."
"Who can go over and take a look? Maybe a small animal passed by..."
William stood aside, observing the performance of these people.
"Hmm... Elena is clinging to Jake. It seems this woman intends to find a strong person to rely on."
"The white youth Jones, this guy seems fearless; probably the type to bite the dust earliest."
"Soldier Dale has already picked up his weapon and started to be on guard. Worthy of being the combat power ceiling in the series."
At this time, Michael leaned over with a camera.
"Father William... um... when do we start shooting?" He looked obsequious.
After reaching a cooperation with this priest, Michael thought there would be a thrilling hunt.
But in the following time, they stayed in the camp all the time, and were not even allowed to go out.
If this continued, how could they capture exciting shots!
Michael was burning with anxiety.
William glanced at him: "How do you plan to shoot?"
Michael rubbed his hands upon hearing this: "You know, make a doomsday theme, the government loses control, humans fighting Mountain Men alone."
"Too cliché."
Unexpectedly, William shook his head repeatedly.
"There are tons of such modes in Hollywood; there is no novelty at all."
Michael was suddenly speechless; he had thought about this idea for several nights.
Producer Mara also walked over: "But we have already prepared the props. I consulted a senior in the industry, and he also expressed approval of this suggestion."
"Then... do you have any ideas?" Michael patted Mara, then asked.
William knocked on the whiteboard behind him, which he had specially prepared.
"Mountain Men represent horror events, and the reason why people feel fear is because of Reality!"
He wrote these words on the whiteboard.
"Instead of using a written script, why not throw away all these restrictions and only film reality."
Michael seemed to understand something.
"Then... specifically, how to do it?"
William pointed to the camera: "Have you heard of Mockumentary filming?"
Michael and Mara nodded.
This was a shooting technique that emerged in the 30s (and popularized later).
Through improvised dialogue, handheld photography, etc., create the illusion for the audience that "It really happened."
Michael immediately understood William's meaning.
Mountain Men really exist, so the content they shoot is a "Real Documentary."
Such content will definitely detonate the audience's eyeballs!
Michael's eyes became brighter and brighter, and Mara couldn't help looking at William a few more times.
The two left quickly to prepare.
The reason why William told them this was to spread what happened here.
And the label of "Mockumentary" was a perfect excuse.
Once someone wanted to investigate, they could use "Script" as a cover.
As for the content of the spread.
William clapped his hands, and everyone turned around quickly.
"Before you enter the forest, there are some necessary safety rules that need to be kept in mind..."
He wrote some text on the whiteboard.
"In many supernatural events, the fatality rate caused by curiosity is very high. For example, the sound from the trap just now."
"Preconceived ideas like 'it was caused by the wind' or 'small animals passing by' are undoubtedly very stupid; this will lower your vigilance."
"And trying to go over to check is extremely foolish. The bushes nearby are lush; how do you know there is no hidden danger inside?"
At this moment, near the metal can trap just now.
Rotten Scalp and Tumor Face were hiding in the bushes, planning to launch a sneak attack when those humans came alone to check.
But after waiting for a long time, no one was seen, and many bugs crawled into their bodies.
"Then... what should we do?" Nina raised her hand and asked.
Just now, she was one of the people who planned to go and check.
William raised a finger: "Stay away."
"There will be danger as long as you approach. This is unavoidable, so staying away is the safest choice."
"After all, you have no reason to go over, do you?"
In American horror movies, there are often scenes where characters have no legitimate reason but insist on getting close to dangerous places.
This must be stopped absolutely!
Everyone nodded upon hearing this.
"Rule Two: When you are lucky enough to knock down the enemy, remember to double tap (finish them off). My suggestion is to crush the bones and scatter the ashes. Of course, two knives to the chest and one to the head is also fine..."
"Rule Three: Don't sympathize with your enemy. When such a person appears among companions, tell them to get lost..."
"Rule Four: Don't split up..."
William wrote down several fatal behaviors in succession; these were regular visitors in American horror movies.
Subsequently, to ensure that these people could listen, William asked everyone present to repeat it.
For a time, voices like reciting texts echoed in the primeval forest.
At the same time, a seed named "Caution" was also planted in their hearts.
Michael stood aside with the camera; he had never seen such a scene.
"Oh baby, this time it will definitely go viral!" He licked his lips.
This was exactly William's goal.
As long as the "Safety Rules" could be spread through TV programs, the influence range could even expand to the entire North America.
In this way, the difficulty for those demons and evil spirits to cause trouble would increase significantly.
Even if something like the Memorial Day venue happened again, even without William present, the casualty rate would definitely be reduced.
When one day, everyone abides by the safety rules, perhaps horror will completely stay away from this land.
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