"In the past many centuries, in the dimensions that you know and have seen, there have been several different forces that have been competing for the ruling power of the human world," Woody began to narrate.
But Feng Bujue didn't seem to intend to just be a listener, "Hey hey … You're talking about the 'Atari Crown' game competition prize from the 1980s, right? What's going on? "
"Hehehe … You'll understand if you continue listening." Woody pushed his glasses again and continued, "However, this war is destined to be a protracted tug-of-war … Although everyone was looking forward to it in 1999, Vincent relied on Lu Kun to rewrite the events recorded in the Book of Revelation …"
"Uh … Who is Lu Kun?" Feng Bujue asked, "And … the events recorded in the Book of Revelation, are they referring to the doomsday theory of the millennium?"
"Well … It's not really doomsday. It's probably just the Four Horsemen coming to clean up the surface. Humans might not go extinct." Woody replied, "As for Lu Kun … He's one of the strongest existences in the human world. Speaking of which … most of the strongest in the human world are otakus …"
When Woody said this, he showed a thoughtful expression, paused, and said again, "Anyway … those things don't have much to do with you, and it's all in the past. Let's continue talking about it …"
"Oh." Feng Bujue nodded, because he felt that what Woody said just now was too big of a trap, so he didn't continue to ask.
"Ten years after the 'doomsday' was stopped, under the instruction of the 'highest will,' the human world held a 'candidate game.'" Woody smiled, "Hehehe … The people in charge of organizing the game at that time were us, the Four Scumbags of Hell."
"Wait a minute …" Feng Bujue's expression changed slightly, "There really is a so-called 'Four Scumbags of Hell'?"
"Hehehe … You heard Cat … Oh no … You heard Gu Chen talk about us, right?" Woody asked with a smile.
"I thought he was cursing," Feng Bujue said. "But is this a real title? Come to think of it … there are three other people as vile as you? Who else could it be? "
"Simon and Sid," Woody replied.
"That 'Simon'?" Feng Bujue raised his hands and made an air quotes gesture. "It can't be? He's not like you guys. "
"Hehe … You and Wang Tanzhi don't seem like the same kind of people," Woody replied.
"Hmm …" Brother Jue was speechless.
"As for Sid … since you haven't seen him before, I won't introduce him to you." After Woody said this, he paused for a second before continuing, "Let's talk about the game …
"The so-called 'Candidate Game' is a 'ritual' that has been going on since the era of the gods. It is related to life and death, the past and the future. It is the beacon of fate, the link of time and space. Its significance to this world is indescribable.
"There is only one winner in this game … However, there can be many participants. We call these participants the 'candidates.' Without a doubt, those who are qualified to become candidates are not ordinary people … Every candidate has extraordinary abilities.
"When these people compete in the 'Candidate Game' and the only winner is determined, this person will become the 'Chosen One' — the one who is recognized by the gods.
"The 'Chosen One' is an existence that can 'change the era,' 'change the destiny,' and 'slay the gods and demons.' Every century, there are at most one or two such people. They usually leave behind some well-known legends in the human world. For example, during the Battle of Olympus, there was a Spartan who became a Chosen One. In the end, he used his own power to end the war between man and god, and he did it with brute force. "
"You mean the bald man who had two cleavers chained to him?" Feng Bujue seemed to know who the man was talking about.
"Hehehe …" Woody once again used a creepy laugh to avoid the question. He did not answer directly and continued like nothing had happened. "It is not important who he is. You only need to have a concept of the 'Chosen One'. After all … you are one of the Chosen Ones."
"Oh?" Call it confidence or conceit … Feng Bujue was not surprised by this. "Then, based on what you said … Thriller Paradise is the 'Candidate Game' that you mentioned?"
"Thriller Paradise … is an experimental subject." Woody replied. "If it succeeds, then for a long time in the future, it will be used as a model for 'rituals'."
"Then … what if it doesn't succeed?" Feng Bujue asked.
"Then, that is not something you need to worry about …" Woody suddenly lowered his voice and said, "At least … not now."
"What do you mean?" Brother Jue caught something from the latter half of the sentence.
"Hehehe … I am sorry, I have no comment on that." Woody laughed.
"Every time you get to a key point, you start to laugh … Oh no … you just laugh …" Feng Bujue added, "That is quite despicable of you …"
"Hehehe … Thank you." Woody did not think it was a shameful thing. If anything, he was proud of it. He even thanked Brother Jue before returning to the topic. "Let's talk about Thriller Paradise …
"In the past, the Candidate Game was generally quite cruel. Even though the format was different each time, at the end of the day … it was a game that forced people to fight each other.
"In ancient times, people all had their own beliefs. They valued glory and worshipped gods. To win the title of 'Chosen One', they would fight to the death.
"But later, humans changed. You could say that they became smarter, but you could also say that they became worse. Even though they still revered gods, they learned to 'fight for themselves'.
"Then, humans lost their beliefs, and the game became harder and harder to play. We even needed to use threats and promises to force the best in the human world to join the game. Sometimes, we even had to go to the parallel universe to find people to fill the numbers."
Just as Woody was about to finish his sentence …
"Ha!" Feng Bujue laughed loudly. "When it comes to threats and promises, I have experienced it firsthand."
"Hehe … I have already been very polite to you. After all, we are not enemies." Woody laughed.
"Then, what if we become enemies?" Feng Bujue looked at the man from the corner of his eyes and asked in a meaningful tone.
Hearing that, Woody's expression suddenly changed, and he laughed strangely. "Hehehe … After you hear what I have to say, perhaps you will have your answer."
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