"Are you... crazy?" the penitent asked in her "ventriloquism".
"It seems that I am not an ordinary famous person..." Feng Bujue muttered casually, and then he said to the terrifying undead creature in front of him in a very relaxed tone, "This beauty, you haven't asked for advice yet.
…Who are you?”
"The Confessor." The Confessor replied in her hoarse, weak voice, "I am one of the Nine Leaders of the Dead under the command of King You of the Abyss."
"Oh?" When Feng Bujue heard the words "Netherworld You King", he instantly became energetic and said loudly, "It turns out it's you! I've admired you for a long time." He still spared no effort in front of a creature whose eyes were sewn shut.
He clasped his fists and cupped his hands, putting on a flattering face, "You are my idols. I am lucky enough to meet you today. I am truly blessed for the rest of my life."
At this time, Xiao Tan and Matcha Su on the fire truck both had empty eyes and stared at Brother Jue in front of the car with contempt.
"So it turns out that he calls all members of the opposite sex 'beautiful'..." Matcha Su muttered softly with the corners of her mouth twitching.
Brother Jue did call Matcha Su this way several times before, but now it seems that these calls to beauty have no credibility at all.
"That's not necessarily true," Xiao Tan continued, "He has always claimed that he has an advanced aesthetic that transcends racial and secular concepts..."
"Does that mean the taste is very strong?" Matcha Su replied.
"That's not what I mean, um... how to put it... for example, when we look at foreigners, we always feel that they look very similar, and when foreigners look at us Asians, they are often easily confused." Xiaotan explained, "And
Brother Jue belongs to the other extreme. He is the kind of person who can transform the Minions (from "Despicable Me" directed by Chris Leonard). The two protagonists Gru and Dr. Navarro use mutant DNA, fatty acids
A person who can distinguish the appearance and name of a capsule-shaped creature made of mashed bananas)... Even if you put two hedgehogs of the same species in front of him, he can tell which one is more handsome..."
"Oh..." Matcha Su was stunned for a few seconds with an unclear expression, and then shrugged. "I would rather accept the conclusion that 'praise from crazy people is very cheap'."
Xiao sighed: "Actually, his kneeling is the cheapest... But you can think so."
Just as the two were complaining about Brother Jue's aesthetics, Feng Bujue had already ended the conversation with the NPC and opened the door on the passenger side of the car.
As soon as he opened the door, he said: "I have two things to explain."
Xiao Tan and Matcha Su looked at each other in confusion, with doubts on their faces, and some ominous premonitions rising in their hearts...
"First, there seems to be something wrong with your body." Feng Bujue first said to Xiao Tan, "To the point where the Confessor mistook you for a time officer under the Lord of Time... That's why she suddenly
Fight to the middle of the road. Fortunately, she realized you were just a traveler from another world just before launching the attack, so the three of us narrowly escaped death."
"Hey..." Xiao Tan's face became paler and whiter, and he broke into cold sweat more and more. He turned his head and looked at the penitent standing in front of the car. "What kind of problem is it? Why can't I feel anything?
No?"
"Oh, it's not a big deal. It's just the time dust that seeped into your left hand more than a month ago. Now it has traveled through your body through blood..." Feng Bujue curled his lips and said, "Speaking of which...
...At the scene of the death question and answer, the guy named Hephaestus did say to you - 'The [time] belonging to your left hand has been overdrawn. If you don't deal with it, that hand will turn into a
Lines like dust."
"But I'm obviously fine!" Xiao Tan became more and more nervous as he listened, and his fright level steadily increased.
"You are a doctor, you should know better than me...many diseases have no symptoms until they reach the advanced stage." Feng Bujue spread his hands and said.
"But did Hephaestus say 'soon'? More than a month has passed in real time now! And my hands have not turned into dust!" Xiaotan said quickly.
"Well... we have to think about it this way. First of all, Hephaestus is a god in Greek mythology. These guys have a lifespan far longer than ordinary people. Our understanding of the word 'soon' may be different from ours..." Feng
Bujue replied, "Secondly, no one can predict the impact of the 'system' on you. After you return to the landing space, maybe the wound has been sealed and the effect of the time dust has been temporarily suppressed.
But its existence has never been eradicated.”
"What should we do now?" Xiaotan asked.
Before he could finish asking, Feng Bujue handed over an SCP-500 and said: "It's a blessing in disguise. We are currently unable to determine what kind of subsequent effects time dust will have on your body, so it's better to
Let's wait and see... Anyway, I will give you the medicine first, and you can use it according to the situation." He was very cautious and deliberately did not name the item, but used the word "medicine" to refer to it, in case the matcha next to it might cause evil intentions.
.
Of course... Brother Jue is worrying too much at this moment. Matcha Su is very unfamiliar with the settings of the SCP Foundation. Even if the word SCP-500 is spoken in front of her, she will not know what it is.
"Okay, let's talk about the second thing." Feng Bujue said immediately, "I'm leaving."
"What?" Matcha Su's beautiful eyebrows frowned slightly, and her expression changed, "Where are you going?"
"I have convinced the Confessor, and she promised to take me to meet the leader of the Nine Leaders of the Undead. If nothing else happens, in this script, I can officially become a party member of the Undead Kingdom..." Feng Bubu
Jue had a yearning look on his face, as if he had been admitted to the civil service examination.
"Ha..." Matcha Su sneered, "You tried so hard to persuade me to form an alliance with you, but we haven't even met an enemy yet, but you just walked away and left?"
"Not to mention... if I didn't provide you with the opportunity to form an alliance, you would have turned it into points long ago... At the moment, you have nothing to lose, right?" Feng Bujue replied, "On the contrary, you still have
I got a very powerful vehicle and a reliable fighter." He paused, "In short... if you believe me, you and Xiao Tan continue to move towards the source of the explosion. I will soon
I will come back to meet you, don't worry, I will definitely find a way to find your location." As he spoke, he calmly observed the changes in the other person's expression. "If you want to break up with us, that's fine too.
, Golden Maggot No. 1 can be given to you, but 'our agreement' will be invalidated, and everyone will go his own way."
After Brother Jue said something, Matcha Su fell into silence...
Feng Bujue is very good at persuading others because he has a talent, a talent that all first-rate counselors have had since ancient times - settling accounts. Calculate your own accounts, settle your boss's accounts, settle your friends' accounts, settle your enemy's accounts, settle your accounts.
The accounts of people all over the world...the same thing has different meanings for different people. Only by calculating other people's accounts clearly can we figure out the other party's bottom line and find the possibility of cooperation.
The more thoroughly you can understand the other party's inner thoughts, the greater the room for mediation. From a negotiation perspective, you will be in an invincible position.
"Hmph... Okay... I've already boarded the pirate ship, and I don't plan to get off." Sure enough, after more than ten seconds, Matcha Su replied in a helpless manner.
Brother Jue has long known that she is unwilling to break up the team. The bottom line of Matcha Su is undoubtedly the ownership of Golden Maggot No. 1. She is absolutely unwilling to give this powerful fighting machine away. And she drives the car alone.
There is no point in leaving, because only when there are people in the driver's seat and gunner's seat can the power of this thing be unleashed.
"Very good, I'll take the first step, you two be careful." After Feng Bujue finished explaining the matter, he took a step back. Before closing the car door, he still had a sullen face and said in a cold voice that he thought was cool.
:"i_will_be_back."
…………
At the same time, in the cordoned off area, on the top floor of a building.
The four seed players, Swallowing Heaven Guixiao, Shiva, Good-for-Nothing Uncle, and Corpse Sword King, were actually gathered together, looking furtively at a crossroads in the distance.
The scene there is not much different from other places in the city. The streets are dotted with piles of corpses and skeletons, and the buildings are covered with strange vines and blood stains. The only difference is... there is a black spherical space-time rift suspended in the sky above this place.
"What is that? Some kind of operational black hole?" Uncle Good-for-nothing asked.
The Corpse Sword King continued: "You two don't play well, and you dragged us here forcibly... just to let us visit this?"
"No..." Shiva stretched out his hand and pointed in the distance, "Look over there..."
The good-for-nothing Uncle and the Corpse Sword King followed the direction he pointed and moved their gazes there together.
But on the street below the rift, there was a tall, half-human, half-animal creature walking forward. It was also carrying a player on its shoulders (there was a club emblem on the back of its clothes, so it was obvious that it was a player)
). The player did not struggle and was almost motionless. Maybe his physical energy had been exhausted... Soon, he was brought directly below the explosion tunnel.
In the middle of the intersection, there was a woman standing. She was wearing a set of gray clothes and pants. She looked very ordinary, just like a passerby in one of those sandbox games. She was completely featureless.
"Why is this monster catching players?" Corpse Blade read to the king, "Wait a minute... This monster is actually capable of knocking down the players in this script?" His expression changed slightly, "With this kind of strength, it must be from the Four Pillar Gods.
Report it directly to your subordinates."
"No." Gui Xiao continued, "It's a derivative."
"What?" Corpse Sword King turned around, "Isn't that a rumor on the forum?"
"Hey...that derivative killed someone." The good-for-nothing uncle still didn't take off the sunglasses on his face when he used the telescope. God knows how he could clearly see the scene in the distance.
Hearing this, the Corpse Sword King turned his attention to the street again.
At this time, Root had already killed the player. The technique she used was very simple. First, she pointed at the player's head with her right index finger. Then, her finger suddenly turned into the shape of mercury and grew rapidly, like a stick.
It pierced the opponent's skull like an awl.
An understatement kills with one blow.
"What's going on?" Corpse Sword King asked, "If you want to kill, why do you want to arrest them in the first place?" He looked at Gui Xiao and Shiva in confusion, "Could it be the derivative of the beast state?
Want another humanoid guy to gain experience?”
"According to our observation..." Shiva replied, "That woman seems to be doing some kind of screening work..." His expression was solemn, and there was a little fear between his eyebrows, "Her men helped him capture the players.
Then bring it to her and she will make the final decision."
"What to screen for?" Uncle Good-for-nothing turned around and asked.
"I don't know." Gui Xiao replied, "We only know...so far, no one has met her requirements."
The good-for-nothing uncle pondered: "In other words...all the players who were captured were killed..."
"I said...does this matter have anything to do with us?" Corpse Sword King said, "There is an NPC force in this script that specializes in hunting down players, so what?"
"It's not an NPC, it's a derivative." Gui Xiao corrected.
"Okay... Derivatives." Corpse Sword King continued noncommittally. In his opinion, no matter what those things are called, they are just virtual characters in the game. There is no essential difference. "I just want to
Said, your actions are very puzzling to me. Even if you know these things, as long as you don't get caught, why bother to inform others? Don't you want to win this game..."
"Haven't you figured out the situation yet?" Gui Xiao's face was very ugly, and his tone was very depressed. He interrupted him directly and said in a low voice, "Look at the deceased..."
Corpse Knife King and Good-for-Nothing Uncle looked towards the street again, only to see... the player's corpse did not turn into white light and disperse, but lay straight on the ground, with brains and blood gradually flowing out from the wound.
All over the place.
The derivative that had been strengthened by the mimic beast seemed to have a few words with Root, and then he picked up the body and threw it aside like trash.
At this moment, Corpse Sword King and Good-for-Nothing Uncle realized...the pile of bloody corpses on the street corner was not the scenery on the script map. Those...were all contestants of this peak competition...
