As soon as he walked into the living room, Feng Bujue discovered that Ruo Yu's game console was on. ◇↓
"Well... I actually went online as if nothing had happened... Are you not worried at all that I won't be able to come back..." Brother Jue looked at the game cabin and muttered.
"Aren't we just going to deal with a bastard ghost...and we have Bao Qing with us, what can happen?" Asas, who was lying on the sofa, heard Feng Bujue's words and responded in time.
"It's hard to say..." Feng Bujue said, "What if that ghost is hiding his strength or something..."
"You're back now...what nonsense are you talking about?" Assas was too lazy to listen to his nonsense.
"Okay~" Brother Jue shrugged and ended the conversation.
Then, he quickly went to the bathroom to wash up, changed his clothes, and then lay down in his game cabin.
After setting the option of "connect immediately after entering sleep state", he closed his eyes...
When he opened his eyes, he came to the familiar landing space.
"Tch... are you all already in the game..." Feng Bujue opened the social bar and looked at the online status of his teammates, "Well... there are only a few days left before the start of the preliminaries, so you can improve as much as you can.
Bar……"
The time when Brother Jue and Bao Qing went to catch ghosts together was in the early morning of August 27th.
In the past ten days or so, the Hell Front team has been constantly improving under the "guidance" of captain and coach Feng Bujue, and their awareness of team battle has been greatly improved. In the past few days, they have stopped lining up.
The team is practicing battles, but we are seizing the time to arrange some more common scenarios, hoping to get more equipment and skills.
"Then..." Feng Bujue read while processing emails, "...I'll just arrange a book or something..."
After making up his mind, he sent a group email to his teammates to say hello.
Then, he quickly finished a bunch of trivial matters in front of him and clicked on the script menu...
"A while ago, he was either doing tactical analysis for the practice matches (at least he thinks so), or leading the team to refresh the team version (who leads whom is still open to debate), it feels like... I haven't played a single player version in a long time...
"As he spoke, his eyes had moved to the [Single Player Survival Mode (Nightmare)] option, "Ah... the decision is yours."
As a person who has seen ghosts in games and in reality; as a person who has lost his fear for half a year and has been involved in the supernatural world for several months... Feng Bujue has gradually developed an affinity for the word "nightmare".
What kind of nightmare mode is completely stress-free for him.
[Crazy but not aware, 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.]
"Welcome to the horror paradise." A hoarse and weird voice that sounded like an electronic voice changer read out the opening words.
Before he finished speaking, Feng Bujue had already lost control of his body, and the surrounding area turned pitch black.
[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 scenario: puzzle card*2.]
[The script introduction will be played soon, and the game will start immediately after the playback is completed. 】
After the familiar voice prompt, the opening CG began.
The title sequence this time is an image of a character from a first-person perspective.
In the slightly blurry picture, the first thing that appears is a wall, a white wall that is close at hand.
"No. 250." A voice came from the left side of the screen.
It was a man's voice. It was speaking English.
"No. 250!" Two seconds later, the voice repeated the sentence.
At this time, the camera panned to the left, and a bunk bed, iron bars, and a man wearing a prison guard's uniform appeared on the screen.
"Hey~ The number assigned to the protagonist while serving his sentence is really auspicious..." Feng Bujue just read the beginning, and he couldn't help but complain.
The next second, the "protagonist" in his mouth stood up and walked towards the prison guard, and the CG screen naturally followed his actions and moved from the first-person perspective.
"What's the matter? Sir." No. 250 asked. His voice sounded very young. He should be about the same age as Brother Jue, but he also spoke English.
"Follow me." The prison guard replied in an impatient tone and opened the cell door.
Then, the screen faded to black... and when it lit up again, the scene had jumped to the next scene.
In a narrow room, No. 250 sat at a metal table, waiting for something...
Not long after, the only door to the room opened, and a middle-aged man in a suit, shiny leather shoes, slicked back hair, and wearing sunglasses walked in.
"Hey, hey... couldn't this be someone from the Black Super SWAT Team?" Feng Bujue saw the other party's appearance and couldn't help but think of a certain series of movies.
"Are you Rudy Austin?" The man in the suit asked a question as soon as he sat down.
"Yes..." No. 250 admitted this identity, "Excuse me, are you..."
"Just call me 'sir'." The man in the suit spoke very quickly, "I'm here to make a deal. I can make this deal with you, or I can make it with others.
Do you understand what I'm saying?"
"Yes, sir," Austin replied.
"Very good." The man in the suit nodded slightly expressionlessly, and then said, "Mr. Austin, you are twenty-four years old, right?"
"Twenty-five next month," Austin replied.
"For a criminal sentenced to life imprisonment, you are a bit too young." The man in the suit leaned forward a little, "Don't you think so?"
"It seems that your deal can help me get out of prison early." Austin's performance was relatively calm, and his reasoning was quite reliable.
"That's right." The man in a suit continued, "The content of the transaction is very simple..." He paused for half a second, and then said, "There is a government scientific research project that requires a group of grassroots operators. As long as you are willing to serve as
Project operator, then...you will be free in one month."
After saying these words, he quickly added: "Of course, this position is undoubtedly dangerous... and it is life-threatening." He said bluntly, "If you survive, you can
Sentences of several decades (most younger lifers get out of prison alive) are reduced to as little as thirty days, depending on whether you are willing to take the risk."
When Austin heard this, he was silent for more than ten seconds before saying, "What kind of project is this?"
"You have no right to ask this question, and I have no right to answer you." The man in the suit replied.
"Who are you? Fucka? cia?" Austin asked again.
"I don't want to repeat what I just said." The man in the suit said again, "I don't want to waste time with you here either..." He stood up, turned around and said, "Prison guard, open the door."
"Wait a minute!" Seeing that the other party was about to leave, Austin finally panicked, "I want to go!"
When these words were spoken, the screen went black again and the scene changed again.
"You are really talented..." Feng Bujue took the opportunity to complain again, "There is obviously a conspiracy... You must have a narrow escape from death!"
After the scene change, a corridor appeared on the screen.
The four walls of the corridor are made of metal, and lighting equipment is embedded in the ceiling. The white lights are very bright, but this space gives people an inexplicable sense of depression.
At this time, the camera is slowly moving forward from the "Austin perspective", and you can see... there are two people in front of him wearing orange jumpsuits (not tights, but looser jumpsuits)
), both of whom had short haircuts and were wearing handcuffs. Based on this, it is speculated that Austin should be in the same state.
"Stop." After walking for a while, the three of them came to an electronic door at the end of the corridor, and a voice immediately came from behind them.
Austin turned his head at this time, and three men with loaded guns and full-coverage special forces uniforms appeared on the screen.
Buzz - buzz -
A few seconds later, accompanied by the sound of the air valve opening and mechanical rhythm, the electronic door opened.
A metal room with an area of more than 100 square meters appeared in front of everyone. There were many staff members in white coats and protective masks standing in the room. At this time, they were busy in front of large computers connected to the wall.
"Let's go." After the door opened, the special forces gave another order.
The three men in orange, including Austin, continued to move forward until they reached a large metal door in the room.
After standing still, they waited for a minute. Then, the door opened...
But I saw... behind the large metal door that rose upwards, there were three humans and a tall unknown creature. The unknown creature, Brother Jue, had seen it before - [scp-173].
"Oh, fuck!" Feng Bujue became uneasy when he saw what was behind the door, "What kind of deal! He was deceived into becoming a D-class personnel!"
His shouting will not have any impact on the development of the plot...
At this moment, Austin and the other two D-class personnel are obviously preparing to change shifts with the three people inside the door.
However, just as the shift was changing, the lights in the entire room...went out.
After about 1.5 seconds, the red light of the backup power supply came on. But SCP-173 inside the door... was no longer in its place.
"Ah——" Immediately afterwards, a scream came from not far away.
Click...dong.
What followed was the clear sound of joints breaking and falling to the ground.
It was also at this time that the opening cg ended without any sense of disobedience, and Feng Bujue gained control of his body. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!
