American Horror Story: A Tale of Terror from Silent Hill

Chapter 122 Infection
"You little brat! I'm going to teach you a lesson."

Baling said, half annoyed.

Emma was exposed as soon as she finished speaking, which was very embarrassing.

"I won't do it again, I'll never do it again... Stop, please stop!"

Emma's perspective shifted again, spinning around Baling's head like an electric fan. Emma was certain her brain was about to explode, and she hurriedly begged for mercy.

Emma spun around 365 times before finally landing on the ground, wobbling as she lay on the grass, the sky in front of her still spinning.

Once Emma's vision finally stabilized, her heart returned to normal after falling to the bottom of the valley.

Since she has already been punished, we should let bygones be bygones.

Emma thought that although she had betrayed Baling, it was all a dream, and Baling had already retaliated.

Therefore, the two settled their score.

Now, as long as I wake up, I can go back to a beautiful and ordinary life.

Emma began to daydream.

“Listen carefully. I know where you live, which school you go to, and which class you are in. If I find out you’ve done something wrong, I’ll take you away from your father and find a new Emma to replace you. The disobedient Emma is no longer needed.”

Before leaving, Baling said something that terrified Emma.

"No, no, no! A new Emma or anything like that can wait until at least ten years after I die!"

Emma shook her head violently, vehemently refusing to imagine this terrifying scene.

Little Emma is irreplaceable! Little Sweet Bear never gives up!

After leaving the dream.

David, who had been anxiously waiting outside the house, was finally allowed to open the door and come in.

"Daddy!" "Emma!"

The father and daughter embraced each other excitedly.

"I am truly grateful for everything you two have done for Emma. If there is anything I can do for her, please let me know, and I will do my best to help."

When David learned that his daughter's curse had been lifted and she had returned to a normal life, he immediately declared that he must do something to show his gratitude.

Baling couldn't refuse, and to put David at ease and not worry too much, he could only reluctantly accept the payment.

After sitting for a while longer, the two from Baling took their leave.

That night.

Emma had a peaceful and tranquil dream, something she hadn't experienced in a long time.

Inside her bedroom, Emma was doing her homework for the day.

Her father, David, brought her a cup of her favorite hot cocoa.

"If I give you a hug, what will you give me in return?" David asked softly, as always, before leaving the room.

"Here's a kiss for you." Emma responded with a genuine smile, an innocent and pure smile.

The father left satisfied.

He felt that his daughter was getting better and better, and even her smiles were much more innocent than before.

"Daddy! What are you doing? Who are you talking to?"

Suddenly, Emma walked in through the door, a sweet smile on her lips.

"The imposter has arrived?" the innocent Emma on the chair said with a sneer.

"You're the imposter. I'm the real Emma," the smiling Emma by the door retorted angrily.

“I am Emma.”

“I am Emma.”

The two argued incessantly, and David, as the father, was caught in a dilemma.

In the end, with the discerning eye and confidence of an old father, he chose the innocent Emma, ​​who was so angry that she fainted.

What a terrible dream!
Emma decided that she would practice a new smile after getting up tomorrow—an innocent smile.

……

The Smiling Demon is dead. As for whether it was the entirety of it that died, or just a few fragmented individuals, that remains to be seen.

Baling didn't know either. But at least, the cursed murders happening around them had temporarily stopped.

Unlike Jason, Freddy, and Michael, the Smiling Devil's power lies more in its curses.

It relies on curses to survive, feed, and grow.

However, the information about the curse is incomplete in Baling's plunder.

Because their compatibility is not high, problems arise in acquiring abilities.

It's also possible that Baling didn't completely devour the Smiling Demon, and that it still retains an individual form.

Then wouldn't that mean there's no gain?

However, this is not the case.

However, instead of simply taking it and using it, Baling has now acquired some parts, but he can forge new parts and materials himself to assemble new tools.

The most crucial element of the curse is the infection process.

Baling has successfully extracted this infectious trait.

However, for Baling, it would be too inefficient to recreate a curse that keeps killing people and use it as a basis for completing physical activities and growth.

He's a man destined for great things; how could he waste his time and energy on an inefficient, murderous curse?

He doesn't need to go through this process to survive and grow in the human world.

Baling disliked side paths; he preferred to take the main roads.

He prefers a win-win situation for all parties to one-sided killing.

Therefore, he decided to abandon the infection among humans and instead choose another route.

The original approach involved continuously refining the "infectious" trait, eventually expending considerable effort to craft a complete logical chain of curses, which were then spread among the population. Finally, once the chain was complete, resources were harvested.

This method is prone to failure if it fails to take off or is interrupted by an accident.

This would break a curse chain directly.

It's important to understand that the more powerful a curse is, the more steps it needs to complete or the longer it needs to ferment, and the more unpredictable things can happen.

A single gamble can result in significant financial losses, if not total ruin.

However, if the curse is weak, it will not only be less infectious, but the actual benefit will also be very low.

Therefore, curses that last longer are usually designed to take lives.

This is bad; it doesn't suit Baling's taste. He wants upright people.

Baling simply abandoned the idea of ​​curses and focused his efforts on the idea of ​​infection.

Therefore, Baling put aside all his work and began to seclude himself, focusing all his energy on this matter.

Hard work pays off.

After some time, Baling was completed.

In a secluded forest, Baling lingered for a long time before finally choosing his target.

A small pile of shimmering golden rice ears condensed, which was the essence of Baling's body, containing considerable infectivity. Of course, it also incorporated other powers of Baling.

Baling raised his hand and opened his palm, and the crows on his shoulder pecked at the grains of rice.

Before long, the crows had devoured all the rice ears.

Baling stared expectantly at the crow, whose physique was excellent even among its kind.

The key point is that it's very intelligent; it's the Einstein of crows.

A once-in-a-century genius among crows.

Now, this raven with its glossy black feathers carries the hopes of Baling.

"quack!"

After finishing eating the rice ears, the crow cawed a few times.

It seemed very active and excited, as if a fire was burning inside its body.

"Gah——!"

The crow cawed loudly, spread its wings, and flapped them vigorously.

The big one is coming!
(End of this chapter)