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[Scan completed, confirmed citizen ID: sh13***313, name: Feng Bujue; access device: nl2055 luxury single-player game cabin, no abnormal external hardware detected; cardiopulmonary function is at normal value; neural connection program is ready,
Please select the access type.]
[The access type is non-sleep mode and is being adjusted... After the adjustment is completed, please confirm loading the game or return to the previous option.]
[The program starts, and the game will be loaded in ten seconds...]
After a series of familiar system voices, Feng Bujue came to the game's login space.
At this time, it was three o'clock in the afternoon on November 23rd.
As soon as the server was opened, Brother Jue logged in.
Of all the Hell Front team, he was the only one who logged in at this time... The others all had other things to do during the day.
Of course, Feng Bujue was actually very busy. But...he had no intention of writing these two days, so he put his energy elsewhere.
It has been two days since Ruoyu left. In these two days, Brother Jue and Ruoyu have not contacted each other even once. And Xiaotan, Xiaoling and Miss An... all seem to be avoiding them intentionally.
The two of them, it seems... they already know about this.
Yesterday afternoon, the people from the moving company also moved the game cabin that Ruo Yu left at Brother Jue's house. Feng Bujue didn't say anything, he just cooperated with them to complete the work.
Arthas didn't leave anything behind. After all, the cat ate at the table most of the time and used the human toilet...
In short, in just two days, Feng Bujue returned to his previous state of living alone.
He comforted himself by saying... Finally he no longer had to sleep on the sofa or in the game cabin; he finally could go back to his own room; he finally no longer had to share the bathroom with others; he finally no longer had to cook and clean every day; finally... he felt so comfortable again.
.
Are you comfortable?
Maybe.
Lonely?
I didn't think so before, but now...maybe.
[The limited-time experience has now started counting, and you have 47:59:30 left to play]
When Feng Bujue walked to the touch screen, this prompt sounded first.
Immediately afterwards, another sentence: [You have been given the right to re-select a title. You can choose and adopt it from all the titles you have used before, or keep the existing title.]
Before he finished speaking, a game menu automatically popped up in front of Brother Jue. In the menu, a row of titles that Brother Jue had used were listed, including... [Cold-Blooded Headshot Maniac], [Unpredictable Fanatic]
, [Plot Explorer], [Dark Pioneer], [Hatemaker], and the [Deceit and Conspiracy] he is currently using; in addition, there is a "to be determined" option, which means...he
There is no need to choose immediately, you can just think about it later. Anyway, this power can be reserved for twenty-four hours.
"Well... the game menu has also been upgraded..." Feng Bujue muttered while moving his eyes. When he moved the focus to a certain title, a small window would immediately expand next to the title.
List its own title abilities and detailed descriptions.
Brother Jue did not look at every option carefully, because he remembered all the abilities of these titles clearly. Therefore, he chose the title [Dark Pioneer] with almost no hesitation.
[You chose Dark Pioneer] The next second, the voice prompt sounded again, and the options of "Confirm" and "Cancel" popped up in front of Brother Jue.
After selecting and confirming, his title changed immediately, and the system also prompted: [Your title has been changed].
After completing this matter, Feng Bujue's expression did not change much. He turned his eyes to the touch screen somewhat numbly and prepared to join the queue...
Normally, Brother Jue might have gone to the storage room to tidy things up, or cleaned up the mail as usual, but today... he wasn't in that mood.
The only thing he wants to do now is to devote himself to the script world of a single-player nightmare and focus on the plot and puzzles. This is better than thinking about it all day long and causing trouble to himself.
【Crazy Bujue.Level 50】
【Please select the game mode you want to join.】
[You have chosen the single-player survival mode (nightmare), please confirm.]
[Confirmed, the script is being generated...]
[Loading starts. Please wait.]
By this point in his voice, Feng Bujue had lost control of his body and seemed to be teleporting.
"Welcome to...the horror paradise..." Then, a hoarse young man's voice came to his ears.
[Loading completed, you are currently in single-player survival mode (nightmare). 】
[This mode provides an introduction to the script, and there is a chance that side lines/hidden tasks and special world views will appear.]
[Reward for clearing the script: randomly draw four puzzle cards]
[The script introduction will be played soon, and the game will start immediately after the playback is completed. 】
squeak
Accompanied by the sound of a metal door being pushed open, the title g sounded.
A corridor appeared in front of Feng Bujue's eyes. This corridor was made of cement and had a dark tone. Above it was a row of white chandeliers that looked very old.
"Haah...huh..." Immediately afterwards, a heavy breathing sound came into Brother Jue's ears.
At the same time, the camera began to move forward at a slightly undulating and slow speed.
At this point, Feng Bujue was certain that he was watching G from the perspective of "a character in a certain script", and the breathing sound he heard was the character's own voice.
[In the 1840s, a top-secret experimental project was launched in an underground experimental base. 】
"The 1940s..." Feng Bujue's mind flashed, "Manhattan Project? Japan's Unit 731? Or one of the countless deceptive attempts by a certain German head of state?"
[A group of scientists from the former Soviet Union decided to conduct an experiment on how humans would react after being deprived of sleep.]
"Oh~" As soon as the narrator finished the second sentence, Feng Bujue understood, "It was a sleep experiment in the former Soviet Union."
Brother Jue also knew a little bit about this so-called "former Soviet sleep experiment", but it was hard to say what the script generated by Thriller Park would be like, so Feng Bujue still listened to the narrator's introduction very attentively.
[They selected five political war criminals from the Second World War as experimental subjects.]
[These people were told that as long as they could stay awake for thirty days, they would be free...]
Suddenly, a metal collision sound came from behind the camera.
Almost at the same moment, the camera suddenly turned 180 degrees, but in the picture... there was still only a dark corridor and no one.
"Haah...haah..." The breathing became more and more rapid, and it could be heard that the protagonist of g was very frightened. Although he didn't see anything when he turned around to confirm, he (the gasping sound was a man) still
Speeded up the pace.
[They were locked in a secret room, and there was a gas that could keep people excited.]
[Scientists communicate with them through hanging windows and microphones.]
dong dong dong
Two seconds later, there was another strange sound, this time it sounded like footsteps.
"Oh... God... please..." The man leading the g screen from the first perspective muttered a line in a very low voice, like a sob, and began to run forward.
[They have enough food to last a month, some books, running water, toilets, and a few beds.]
[That’s it, the experiment begins...]
"Haah...haah...it's almost there...it's almost there! You can do it, Andre...you won't die here..." Andre introduced himself by talking to himself,
And staggered towards a corner ahead.
Then……
"ah"
The moment the screams came out, the screen shook violently and the lights in the corridor disappeared.
Then, in the oppressive darkness, a mummy-like face flashed through the lens; he...or "it" had an excited smile on his face.
After this fleeting but horrifying scene that made one's hair stand on end, the script introduction came to an end.
This also means...the script has already begun.
[The main mission has been triggered]
The system prompt came very quickly. Feng Bujue had just gained control of his body. The voice prompt rang in his ears.
It took him less than a second to confirm the following things:
First, the bag and skill bar are locked, and psychic weapons cannot be used.
Secondly, his physical fitness is now the same as that of ordinary people, equipment bonuses are no longer valid, and the data perspective is also sealed.
Third. The content of the mission is [Escape from the experimental base].
"Can't you see anything..." The second after regaining consciousness, Feng Bujue began to reach out and grope the ground around him.
At this moment, he was sitting with his back against the wall. According to the touch on his hand, he should be sitting on the cement floor.
It was pitch black before his eyes, and he couldn't see his fingers. As an experienced Thriller Park player, Feng Bujue knew very well... Under such opening conditions, it was very likely that there were lighting equipment such as flashlights scattered around him.
Five seconds later, Brother Jue indeed touched something on the ground not far to his right, a cold hand.
You can imagine that after watching a first-person horror video, a person is immediately thrown into a dark and unfamiliar environment, and then touches a cold hand on the ground... If you
If it was this person, how would you react?
Anyway, Feng Bujue's reaction was... to continue touching along the hand.
Soon, he touched his sleeves, collar, and viscous liquid one after another... He didn't know what kind of liquid these were, but he was sure it wasn't blood, because it had neither the smell of blood nor the smell of blood.
viscosity.
Brother Jue did not stop because of the disgusting feeling. He touched down as if nothing had happened. After a few seconds, he realized that the other person was wearing a piece of clothing without pockets. The texture was similar to autumn clothing, but it was thicker than ordinary autumn clothing.
The clothes are thicker.
"A mental patient's straitjacket?" Brother Jue made this guess when he touched his waist.
His hands and feet were extremely fast. In less than five seconds, he found the straps and locks at the back of the clothes, verified his inference, and discovered that... the right foot and head of the person he touched were missing.
, and the shape of the two wounds is a bit weird, it’s not easy to judge by touch, you have to find a way to "see" it.
"No..." After searching the whole body and a one-meter radius around the body, Feng Bujue still couldn't find the lighting equipment. In fact... except for the unknown liquid in his hands, he found nothing...
This made him slightly disappointed.
However, Brother Jue didn't think there was anything strange about this situation. The nightmare difficulty level... was originally unreasonable.
"If it's not at hand, then we have to expand the search range..." Feng Bujue thought as he stood up and held the wall beside him with his hands, "If you want to find out the approximate volume of this space, it is most efficient.
The best method is undoubtedly to roar, but if you do this... nine times out of ten, you will attract monsters."
Regarding the "sound" part, Brother Jue has already paid attention to it. From the moment he regained his ability to move to now, he has tried his best to stay quiet. Not only was he very quiet when searching for corpses, he even controlled his breathing, so he was definitely
I would not choose to yell.
"Let's look along the wall..." After thinking for a few seconds, Feng Bujue made this decision.
At this time, most people would choose to start exploring from the left hand side, because people subconsciously have the idea that "staying away from the corpse means staying away from danger." But Brother Jue was different. He directly stepped over the corpse and walked along the wall on the right.
.
As a result, as soon as he walked about three meters away, he touched something on the wall...
"Switch?" It was a typical concave-shaped light switch that could be identified by touching it, but Feng Bujue hesitated at this second because his experience and intuition told him, "The moment it is turned on...
…What’s going to happen?”
Of course, even if you know this, there is no reason not to turn on this switch.
Two seconds later, Feng Bujue slightly adjusted his standing posture and breathing, changing his back to the wall, and then... turned the switch upward.
Accompanied by a blasting sound, blazing white lights lit up.
What caught Feng Bujue's sight was a square room with a side length of about eight meters, and what emitted light was a light bulb on the top of the room.
This room is almost empty, and its only exit is a metal door; the door is located next to the light switch, and if Feng Bujue takes two steps forward, he can touch the door frame.
In addition... although there are no windows in this room, there is a mirror on the wall opposite Feng Bujue.
It was a large mirror two meters wide and one meter high. The mirror body was completely embedded in the cement wall, and its bottom edge was almost one meter high from the ground.
For some reason, Feng Bujue had a feeling as soon as his eyes touched the mirror... At this moment, on the other side of the mirror, there was someone... or rather, there was something...
