"I said to you, little brother, what I just said is all in vain?" Pan Feng widened his eyes and said: "I have said that the derivatives are very strong, what do you understand? Are you looking for death? You and we will finish the main plot first.
Task, and then leave the script, okay?"
"As you said, the fourth-level derivatives in this level's script are only slightly stronger than bosses like Ashford in terms of intelligence and combat power." Feng Bujue said: "What can't be killed?
?”
"The problem is that you don't need to help us kill him, right?" Hua Xiong asked.
Xiao Tan put on a shocked expression on the side, and he also said to Feng Bujue: "Yes! We don't need to kill him!"
"The reason why you say it's not necessary is because... if players kill the derivatives, it won't be considered a side quest or a hidden mission, and it won't be helpful to the main quest, and it will also take a lot of risks, right?" Feng Bujue said.
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The three people nodded and said in unison: "Yes."
"Apart from possible profits such as specialization level, skill points, etc., have you all ignored the most important thing that a 'game' should bring to players?" Feng Bujue asked.
"Uh...what?"
"It's fun." Feng Bujue said with a smile: "You also said that the chance of players encountering derivatives is very slim, and it is likely that there will not be a second time. But for team scripts, I think it only takes a few times.
So why not die once?" He paused, and then said: "It's rare to meet a derivative, but I watched two GMs clear the main mission, and then was sent out of the script. That was too boring.
Right? Even if I were to arrange a script normally and be killed by a monster in the middle, it would still be more interesting than this."
Xiao Tan raised his head and looked at the sky forty-five degrees: "When you said that... I suddenly felt that it would be a loss not to hunt down that derivative."
"That's right. How many people can't even meet us? So what if we die in their hands?" Feng Bujue said, "It's like you have cleared Contra ten thousand times and suddenly at a certain level.
You actually encountered a boss in Castlevania, so even if you die, you won’t consider going around and not fighting."
"Oh! It seems to make sense!" Xiao Tan said excitedly.
"This kid's thinking is a little abnormal..." Pan Feng said to Hua Xiong in a low voice.
"It's not just abnormal, it's like a gentleman changing into a scholar..." Hua Xiong also replied in a low voice.
"You two are standing so close to me and talking in such low voices again! What's the use of this?" Feng Bujue shouted.
…………
Five o'clock in the afternoon, in front of the gun store.
Feng Bujue and Wang Tanzhi were inspecting the death scene.
Master Atobe and the name Zhenka have long since disappeared into white light. After the player is killed, the body will not remain in the script. In the same way, if the player mutates due to infection with the virus, then when the mutation time limit is reached,
The player disappears into white light, and a corresponding ordinary zombie monster will appear at his last location at the same time.
In short, the game company will not let the player's body remain in the script in any form. The player will either turn into white light and leave, or he will survive.
Without a body, it is difficult to intuitively restore the process of the spawn's murder, but Feng Bujue made some inferences around the sofa that was torn open and stained red with large blood stains: "They are sitting here, holding guns, each responsible for
Be alert in one direction." He said, and he also sat on the sofa: "Therefore, there are more bullet casings near the sofa, and the direction where the monster's blood spattered also shows this." He looked at the direction where Xiao Ming was responsible during his lifetime: "
Derived from over there..." He said, stood up, walked forward, walked to the intersection ahead, and then turned back, all the while looking down at the ground: "The appearance of the derived should be that of a woman.
At least from a distance, it doesn't look like a monster, maybe it's a beauty..."
"You know all this?" Xiaotan asked.
"These blood stains on the ground are very useful. As long as you walk on this street, it is difficult not to leave shoe prints." Feng Bujue squatted down and looked at the ground and said, "There is a row of footprints left by high heels here, which are very obvious."
He raised his head and said: "And among all the zombie corpses on this street, no matter male or female, there are none wearing high heels." He explained: "It means that the owner of this row of footprints is not here at the moment. It killed two players, and then
Just left."
Feng Bujue stood up and walked a few more steps, "About ten steps away from the sofa, the footprints are interrupted. This should be the distance from which it launched its attack." He came all the way to the sofa: "Here, there is an obvious shoe print.
In front of the sofa is the place where she stood when she started." He looked back ten steps away: "Nearly seven meters away, he was there in one leap, which also proves that it is not a slow monster like the blood wolf zombie.
.”
He walked around to the other side of the sofa, "After killing the person, she left from the other direction. After walking a certain distance and stepping on new bloodstains, she left some traces."
"Brother Jue." Xiaotan asked, "You still haven't answered my question. Do people wearing high heels have to be beautiful women?"
Feng Bujue replied: "Look at the footprints when it came." He walked to the same side again: "These footprints were made by 'walking', not 'running', and they are not 'moving' like zombies."
He pointed to the ground: "Judging from the length of his stride and the depth of the bloodstains, he is about 1.65 meters tall, not heavy, and has a graceful gait when walking."
"Maybe it's just a monster with a very enchanting walking posture." Xiaotan continued.
"A monster wearing high heels, or a man wearing high heels... is walking towards you slowly, and you will still sit on the sofa and wait for it to come within ten steps?" Feng Bujue asked.
"Hmm..." Xiaotan thought for a while, and it seemed to make sense.
"If the appearance of the derivative looks like a monster from a distance, then the name is really hard to come by and it must have been shot long ago." Feng Bujue continued: "There will be two possibilities. The first one is that the derivative starts running,
Come and attack."
"Judging from the footprints, this can be ruled out." Xiaotan said.
Feng Bujue said: "The second possibility... the derivatives continued to maintain its pace, slowly walked over, and then launched an attack." He paused: "In that case... the name is really difficult to come up with, and Master Atobe will not
They will continue to stay on the sofa, they have enough time to stand up and retreat, and they will fight while retreating."
"Maybe they were pinned to the sofa by some kind of super power of the monster and couldn't move?" Xiao Tan said.
"Instead of explaining it this way, it is better to directly overturn the assumption that 'it looks like a monster at first sight'." Feng Bujue said.
"That's true..." Xiao sighed: "Then, assuming that the appearance of the derivative is that of a human female, how can it be seen as a beauty?"
"It's just my intuition to say 'beautiful'." Feng Bujue said, "Maybe she's just plain-looking."
"cut……"
Feng Bujue smiled and continued: "So, what happened is... they sat here and watched a woman who didn't look like a monster, walking slowly and gracefully." He said.
, sat on the sofa again: "When the derivatives approached about ten steps, the two finally discovered something abnormal, and they must have launched a resistance immediately. However, it was too late to realize the danger at this distance. The derivatives
He swooped over in an instant and settled the battle." He touched the torn leather on the sofa: "The traces are just like Wolverine's murder here, and the last few footprints ten steps away have no acceleration or speed at all.
Signs of deepening.”
"What does this mean?" Xiaotan asked.
"How far can you jump if you lightly jump forward without a run-up?" Feng Bujue asked.
"Two meters is the most."
"This derivative can jump at least six meters."
"Um……"
"After jumping this distance, it used some kind of claw-like weapon or its own hands to quickly tear apart the bodies of the two people, and the sofa under them also suffered." Feng Bujue said, holding his cheek.
: "That probably explains it."
Xiao Tan raised his head and shouted to Pan Feng and Hua Xiong who were ambushing on the roof of a building not far away: "Two big brothers! You have to keep a close eye on them!"
The two people ignored him and continued chatting...
Feng Bujue said: "Don't worry, didn't they say that as long as the derivatives appear within one kilometer of the surrounding area, they will get system prompts and can see the coordinates of the target from the built-in scenario map."
"I said this system is really confusing. Wouldn't it be over if we just send them the coordinates of the derivatives?" Xiaotan said.
"That's why we say that derivatives are 'uncontrollable data'. They must have some kind of resistance to system search and interference. If it can do what you said, wouldn't it be easier for the system to just kill the derivatives with thunder?
Do you want GM to take action?" Feng Bujue said: "Speaking of which... we can't believe everything these two guys say."
Xiaotan's expression changed: "What? Did they lie to us in some way?"
"It doesn't seem like they are telling the truth." Feng Bujue said: "But... they are just two employees. How do you know the information about the derivatives that the senior management of Dream Company told them?
It’s all true…”
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