The terrifying heavens inside the box

Chapter 69 The Box... Random Intervention?

Wang Hao pondered for a moment, then looked inside the box again.

He was just about to hear how the technician in the white coat who had just rushed into the chief's office was going to explain the situation with Kurt and "Ripley" regarding the multiple cracks...

The scene inside the box flickered again.

But this time, the situation is far different from the past.

Even after Wang Hao had already prepared instant noodles, the scene inside the box gradually stabilized.

He habitually used his mind to blur the fog inside the box, constantly zooming in on the scene at the very center of the box.

Finally, their gaze settled on a man who was driving cautiously through the fog.

"Yes, I've confirmed the face; it's an actor I don't recognize."

Wang Hao picked up his phone, took a picture of the face, and searched for answers online.

"Huh? James Sandin? Humanity... the purge plan?"

"Such a niche world, and it actually caught the eye of those evil gods in the cabin in the woods? There must be something to it, right?"

He had not seen the book, "The Purge".

Just then, while the protagonist James Sandin inside the box was still shrouded in mist, Wang Hao, with the headlights on and driving slowly, uncovered the freshly prepared instant noodles, grabbed a fork, and started eating while using "Reality Advance Viewing" to rehearse the events inside the box...

Until about half an hour later.

He was halfway through his meal, forgetting all about the noodles, and started complaining the whole time. He then fast-forwarded through the rest of the episode.

"What the hell! What a rubbish ending! The only normal person in the whole movie, the reliable father, but he actually died in the end? Not to mention the rebellious eldest daughter, there's also the saintly mother and the troublesome youngest son."

"What kind of amazing main character team is this?"

"Kindness is fine, but if it drags others down or even gets you killed, then that kindness is seriously problematic."

After muttering to himself for a moment, Wang Hao turned to look at the box again.

By this time, it had gotten dark inside the box.

A piercing siren blared.

"Has the Cleansing Day begun? That's an interesting premise. Legally eliminating all poverty and conflict, unleashing violence, within 12 hours from 7 pm to 7 am... A standard dystopian setting, except these main characters are just too weak."

"Moreover, the scale is small, confined to just one house. Perhaps the budget was insufficient, as it fails to depict the horror of the purge day."

"Should we take action? At the very least, we should teach this family a lesson first."

He pondered where to begin, his eyes continuing to scan the box...

……

In the world of the Human Purge Project, in an affluent neighborhood in Los Angeles.

James Sandin and Mary Sandin, who were in the mansion, were watching the external surveillance footage from the security room, the entire view of which was completely obscured by fog.

James looked puzzled and complained, "This is really strange. I've never seen such thick fog before."

"We'll be alright, won't we?" Mary asked him with a worried look.

"Of course, honey, don't worry, our company's security measures are absolutely effective."

James put his arm around his wife, their eyes filled with tenderness, and they went into the bedroom, ready to spend some time together.

Just then, the security lock inside the house was suddenly released.

The bulletproof alloy shields were pulled back up, exposing the fragile glass doors and windows, and the sounds of the mechanical devices were clearly audible.

"What on earth happened?!"

Upon hearing this commotion, James instantly lost his mood.

He instinctively reached for the revolver at his waist, then turned and walked toward the safe room inside the house.

Mary also looked nervous, following behind her husband.

As soon as the two entered the safe room, they had the alloy steel plate lowered and closed again.

"Charlie! Zoe!"

James could only think of two children, so he activated the security system in the house and quickly called their names, preparing to scold them.

Just then, I heard my youngest son, Charlie Sandin, shouting from the living room.

Come here!

"Hurry! Hurry!"

James and Mary hurried toward the living room, while Zoe Sandin, who was still in the bedroom upstairs, secretly making love with her boyfriend, also calmed her displeased boyfriend down. She then walked out of the bedroom and came to the second-floor hallway to look toward the living room.

Now, the whole family of four was together, along with the young Black man whom the youngest son, Charlie, had let in.

Just by looking at their clothes, you could tell they weren't well-off, not to mention their dark face was covered in blood and sweat.

Clearly, these are the targets to be cleaned up during the cleansing day.

James immediately frowned.

Although he didn't want to kill the person himself, he knew that if he let the man stay in the house any longer, it would definitely cause a lot of trouble.

Moreover, he couldn't be sure whether this person would harm his family.

James instinctively reached for his lower back, intending to have his wife open the door jamb so he could pull out his gun and force the lowly Black man to leave the house, when a voice came from the second floor.

"Mr. Sanding!"

Mary instinctively turned around and saw Henry, her eldest daughter's boyfriend, grinning maliciously as he pulled out a gun and pointed it down at the top of the stairs on the second floor.

"Oh my god! James, he has a gun! Henry has a gun!"

Upon hearing this, James felt a chill run down his spine. When the first shot rang out from the second floor, he instinctively ducked and raised his gun to return fire.

"Bang!"

After several gunshots from both sides, the fighting stopped amidst the heartbreaking screams of the eldest daughter, Zoe.

"No! Henry!"

"Henry! Henry!"

The moment the gunfire stopped, Mary rushed over to check on her husband.

"James, you've been shot?"

She breathed a sigh of relief when she found that there was no blood or bullet holes on the white shirt.

"Is Zoe alright? I... I didn't hit her, did I?"

But James was asking Mary about his daughter.

He was so busy firing back that he didn't notice his daughter, who was also standing on the second-floor stairs.

"No, she's fine," Mary quickly reassured her.

James breathed a sigh of relief and stood up.

"Zoe! Zoe!"

He called out his daughter's name loudly, trying to call her down.

At this moment, Mary, still shaken, whispered for her youngest son, who had been hiding nearby during the gunfight.

"Charlie! Come here!"

"Mom? What happened?!"

Charlie still didn't understand why his sister's boyfriend would shoot his father.

Hearing his youngest son's words, James turned around and found that the young black man who had been in the living room was gone.

"Charlie, where is he?"

"Where did that man go?"

"I...I don't know."

Hearing his youngest son's words, James was both angry and helpless.

"I don't understand, who is he? Why should we let him in?"

Charlie tried to explain, "The fog outside is too thick. Around noon, I put Timmy (the toy camera car) outside to explore. I just saw him injured inside. He was calling for help, but no one is helping him..."

Upon hearing his youngest son's words, James fell silent.

He knew his youngest son's intentions were good, and kindness was a good thing.

But now, on this day of cleansing, doing such a thing is undoubtedly asking for trouble!

"Charlie, what are you doing?"

James tried to educate his son, saying, "We don't know what this man might do..."

Mary then stepped forward and said, "James, that's enough, that's enough."

"Good! Now that he's gone, we still don't know what Henry will do."

"We're not safe here, we don't know where Zoe is!"

Hearing his wife's words, James finally calmed down.

"You're right, let's go."

"Quick, quick, let's go..."

Seeing the family of three inside the box, they had already gone to hide in the safe house.

Wang Hao shifted his gaze to the second floor, continuing to mutter his complaints:

"Like water spilled from a cup, once a daughter is married, she's no longer a daughter. She doesn't even care about her father's life, and she still wants this worthless boyfriend?"

He was muttering to himself when suddenly his eyes widened.

"What the hell?"

"Isn't that Miles?"

"Why is 'Halloween' making an appearance here?"

At this moment, inside the box.

A tall figure stood in the bedroom, a thick neck visible beneath a white rubber mask, and blood dripping from the butcher's knife in his hand.

In his other hand, he was gripping Henry, who had been shot. The young man's eyes were wide open, and blood was gushing from his neck...

Zoe escaped from the bedroom, her screams echoing throughout the house.

Wang Hao couldn't help but feel sorry for his unfortunate eldest daughter.

I unexpectedly encountered two hunky men in one night.

One is a "satay boyfriend," and the other is a "family member who died."

That was really exciting!