The sound did not come from the direction that Feng Bujue had passed by but from the direction that he had not explored.
After the chanting, it was followed by footsteps.
Pa, pa, pa …
This was not the sound of ordinary footsteps, but the sound of bare feet stepping on the ground.
"Damn, the barefoot has come to mess with me …" Feng Bujue knew that something bad was about to happen just from the sound.
In the Nightmare mode scenario, especially with the setting that limited the player's power, being ambushed by a monster … had a high chance of instant death.
This was something that even players who did not have any experience in Nightmare Mode knew, much less someone like Feng Bujue who came to Nightmare Mode every few days.
Therefore, even though Brother Jue had a weapon that he could use, his first choice was to go into hiding.
"Hmm … I should grab something that fits me." At that moment, Feng Bujue scanned the trolley and grabbed a weapon.
Item Name: Scalpel
Item Type: Weapon
Quality: Normal
Offense Points: Medium
Element: None
Special Effect: None
Equip Requirement: General Ability E or Medic Mastery F
Can be taken out of the scenario: Yes
[Remark: Long handle # 3, # 22 blade.]
Under the premise that he did not have any equipment or physical skills, this kind of normal quality, light, and edged weapon was still very good.
Of course, according to Feng Bujue's ranking of 'normal melee weapons', something like a scalpel could only be considered a T2 weapon. Ranked above it were baseball bats, golf clubs, benches, and watermelon knives. T3 would be kitchen knives, bricks, knuckles, and hammers. T4 would be frozen meat, scissors, beer bottles, shoe soles, walking sticks, and frying pans. T4 would be frozen meat, scissors, beer bottles, shoe soles, walking sticks, and frying pans. "What kind of weapon is a T1 weapon? We all know that … chainsaw.
Pa, pa, pa …
The footsteps came closer and closer.
Feng Bujue scanned the room, and there was really no place to hide. The cupboards in the room were too small, and even a primary school student would not be able to fit through them. The machines were not big enough to create any blind spots, and it was impossible to find a corner to hide in.
After looking around, the only place he could go was behind the curtain.
Therefore, Feng Bujue pulled back the curtain. Then, he saw a bed. On the bed, there was a head and a leg.
Let's talk about the foot first … The foot was no longer moving because the fluorescent liquid in the foot had almost flowed out. "It" was just placed on the bed, like an ordinary organ that had been removed.
But the head … was still 'alive'.
"It" was fixed to the frame of the bed by a few belts. Several tubes of different thickness and materials were connected to the bottom of its neck, and those tubes were connected to several devices by the bed. One of them was covered with a transparent shell. There was a rubber pump that was moving up and down rhythmically. It seemed to be an 'artificial lung'. The other one was similar, but it was not filled with air, but with fluorescent liquid.
When Feng Bujue pulled back the curtain, he found that the eyes of the head were already staring in his direction. It seemed that … the head had already noticed that there was someone outside the curtain.
"His vision and hearing are still there …" Feng Bujue looked at the head and thought, "I don't know if he can still think, and I don't know if he is hostile to me … But, he has already lost his vocal cords. Even if he wants to expose my location, it will be difficult for him to do so."
While he was thinking, there was a sudden "bang" from behind him. There was no doubt that the 'barefoot' person had pushed the door open and entered the room.
Then, there was a long silence of ten seconds.
Feng Bujue, who had sneaked under the bed, did not need to look to know that the person who had just entered was scanning the room.
Pa, pa … Ten seconds later, the footsteps were heard again. This time, it was heading straight to the bed.
Rip — —
The curtain was violently pulled open, and a pair of skinny feet appeared in Brother Jue's line of sight.
It was a pair of deformed feet. Not only were they skin and bones, but they also looked like they had been bitten by an animal. The skin on the feet was missing, and the bones were exposed. The toes of the two feet were also in a twisted state, but they maintained the balance of the feet in a strange way.
If possible, Brother Jue really wanted to see the person's whole body. Unfortunately, from his angle, he could only see the feet. If he wanted to look up, he would have to poke his head forward … That was too risky and not worth it.
"Ugh — —" The barefoot man stood by the bed and let out a low groan. Then … he sniffed twice, like a hunting dog sniffing for the trail of its prey.
Fortunately, the disinfectant smell in the room was very strong. Unless it was something with a strong smell like feces, the other smells were easily covered up.
"Ha … Haha …" For some reason, after the barefoot man sniffed for a while, he suddenly laughed twice. His laughter sounded like that of a veteran who smoked industrial waste every day for decades. That hoarse voice of smoking and drinking … made people want to spit out phlegm immediately.
After laughing, the barefoot man turned around and left. After he walked a little further away, Feng Bujue made sure that he was still in the shadow and nodded slightly forward.
At this time, Brother Jue could clearly see the body below the ribs … Overall, the guy was a mummy. Not only was his collarbone protruding, his skin was shriveled, and there were many parts of his body that were directly exposed to the bone.
Perhaps it was because of the harmony factor, the bare-chested, shoeless monster still wore a pair of three-quarter pants. (Your humble servant uses the degree of damage to differentiate the length of the pants for humanoid monsters in horror games. If it was damaged to the thigh, it would be one-quarter pants. If it was only damaged to the bottom of the pants, it would be nine-quarter pants, and so on.)
Bang — —
With the sound of the door being pushed open, the monster walked out …
The barefoot man came in a hurry and left in a hurry. From the moment he entered the room to the moment he pushed open the door and left, it took less than a minute.
However, this one minute was undoubtedly a terrifying experience for the person hiding under the bed …
The nervousness of being discovered at any time …
The fear that made the blood in the body go cold …
The stifling feeling that made one's heart jump out of one's throat, but one didn't even dare to breathe loudly …
"Hmm … It went to the room at the end of the corridor …"
However, Feng Bujue didn't have any of the above reactions …
"Looks like … it's just a mutated human, and it's the kind of trash mutation that has a broken body …"
After experiencing this "terrifying" act of hiding, a normal person would usually heave a sigh of relief and hide under the bed until they couldn't hear the sound of the monster before coming out.
However, Feng Bujue immediately thought of a counterattack …
"If I follow it quietly now and stab it in the back when it's unprepared … The success rate is definitely above seventy percent."
With that in mind, Brother Jue used a smooth roll to slip out from under the bed. Then, he jumped up like a carp. Then, he quickly grabbed a bone saw from the trolley.
With a bone saw in one hand and a scalpel in the other, he ran toward the door.
Seeing this, even Human Head, who was fixed to the bed frame, showed a shocked expression …
Three seconds later, without making a sound, Brother Jue used his shoulder to push the door open and returned to the corridor. "He sure is fast …" Brother Jue muttered under his breath. At this time, the barefoot man had already turned the corner in front of him. Based on the sound of his footsteps, he was heading toward the room with the door still locked.
"At this speed, I should be able to catch up to him in about thirty seconds …" Feng Bujue continued to remain silent. He took large strides on the ground and shortened the distance between him and the man.
However, just as he was about to turn the corner and was about to dash out …
Bang!
There was a loud noise.
The sound was similar to a car rear-end, and it was the kind that went over seventy kilometers per hour.
"Hmm?" At that moment, Feng Bujue instinctively realized something. He quickly stopped and didn't take that crucial step.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Then, there were four consecutive loud noises. Then, there was the sound of a heavy metal plate hitting the concrete floor.
"What the f * ck!" Half a second after he heard the sound, Feng Bujue cursed in his heart.
He finally realized that the series of noises just now … was the sound of the barefoot man knocking on the door.
If the man had only "broken the door lock", it would have been fine, but judging from the sound … the man had probably knocked down the entire door.
Thinking about the thickness of the metal door and looking down at his own body … Feng Bujue licked his lips and decided to … retreat.
After a while, Human Head, who had watched Brother Jue leave with a shocked expression, looked at Brother Jue with a confused expression as he returned to the room and crawled under the bed …
To make a long story short …
After holding the surgical tools for five minutes under the bed, the barefoot man's footsteps passed by the corridor outside the door again. He must have finished searching the room at the end of the corridor, so he turned back.
This time, Feng Bujue waited until the man's footsteps completely disappeared. After a full three minutes, he rolled out from under the bed.
"Sigh … You really can't judge a book by its cover." He stood up and whispered to himself, "This is Mr. Aha's body, Kane Bloodhoof's POWER …"
After Brother Jue finished complaining, he turned back to look at Human Head. Then, he leaned close to him and said, "Blink once for 'yes', and blink twice for 'no'. Do you understand?"
His first sentence was very purposeful. Two seconds later, Brother Human Head also blinked his eyes hard, indicating that he understood.
"Oh … You still have your rationality." After Feng Bujue said that, he … left.
This time, Human Head was confused again … He thought that Brother Jue would communicate with him through blinking, but he did not expect Brother Jue to just confirm a question and leave.
"Don't worry, I'll come find you in a bit. You go first … Hmm … Looks like you can only wait." Feng Bujue seemed to be able to read the man's mind. Before he left, he turned back to tell Human Head. After saying that, he returned to the corridor and rushed all the way to the room that was locked earlier.
Based on Brother Jue's analysis, there were three meanings to the earlier scenario. One, it was to introduce the main boss of this scenario; two, it was to create a scare; and three, it was to have the boss open a door for the players.
So far, this is still a typical linear scenario. There are no extra choices, and there are no side quests … Feng Bujue thought as he reached the door of the room. Therefore, I should follow the direction that the plot leads me to. There is an eighty percent chance that I will not go wrong.
With the help of the light in the corridor, Feng Bujue could roughly see what was inside the room. It was a square room about five meters long, smaller than the room that Brother Jue had been in earlier. By then, the metal door of the room had been knocked away and fell to the ground. In the middle of the room stood a large shadow, and it was motionless.
"Is this … a statue?" Feng Bujue stepped through the door cautiously and reached out to touch the wall next to the door. As he expected … there was a light switch at a position similar to the first room.
Tsk!
After he flipped the switch, the second room lit up.
What appeared before Feng Bujue was indeed a statue.
The statue was about two meters tall, and the main body was that of a worker in uniform. There was nothing strange about its base and body, but the neck of the statue did not have a human head but a set of tools. The tools included an axe, a sickle, a hammer, and pliers. There was nothing out of the ordinary about it.
Other than that, there were words carved into the base of the statue.
Feng Bujue walked closer to take a look and saw that it said, "Talent is the most important thing in production." Next to it was a year — 1927.
"This is …" When the words entered his sight, a set of information flashed across Brother Jue's mind. "… This is bad!"
The next second, he quickly turned around and moved his gaze away from the statue.
However …
"Tsk … It seems like it's too late …" Then, he muttered under his breath and quickly strode toward the third room, which was the room where Brother Human Head was.
Human Head saw that Feng Bujue had returned so quickly and was confused again. However, this was only the beginning of Feng Bujue's strange behavior.
After returning to his room, Feng Bujue completely ignored Ren Tou, who was lying on the bed. He started to rummage through the drawers and drawers and successfully found a fountain pen, a bottle of ink, and a stack of paper.
Then, he moved a stool and sat in front of a piece of equipment. He laid the paper on top of it and started … writing a novel.
Yes, he was writing a novel in a Nightmare Mode solo game. Not only was he writing, but he was also writing happily.
Human Head, who was lying on the hospital bed, was confused by Feng Bujue's enthusiasm. He had no idea what Feng Bujue was doing.
The system did not judge Brother Jue's behavior as "AFK-like" but allowed him to continue writing.
Therefore, in this strange environment, Feng Bujue spent a whole three hours writing his novel.
After three hours, his expression suddenly turned cold and he put down the pen in his hand.
He lowered his head and looked at his red and swollen knuckles. He let out a long sigh and said, "Ah … it finally lost its effect."
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