When Pita regained his composure and stood up from the ground, Feng Bujue already had his second weapon in his hand.
And the weapon he took out was Rat Mallet.
Similar to the [Mandatory Guard Breaking Blade], this weapon also had a special effect that ignored defense. No matter how much the target's defense was, the damage dealt by the [Rat Mallet] was "1". To put it more bluntly … the damage would stack according to how fast you could hit it.
Feng Bujue switched the Blade of Mandatory Defense Penetration to his left hand and gripped the Rat Mallet tightly in his right. He attacked with both hands.
For a moment, a series of clanging sounds could be heard. Pita's body was covered in sparks. No matter how hard it tried to block the attacks, its HP bar was decreasing at a constant rate. It could not stop at all.
"This is ridiculous …" Petah held on for a while before it realized that there was not much point in defending.
In that situation, it immediately changed its combat style to 'attack with full force while ensuring that its head is not damaged and give up on the defense of the other parts of its body.'
After establishing the strategy, Petah executed it immediately.
It punched and kicked, and with the help of the laser weapon, it counterattacked and turned the situation around.
After all, Feng Bujue was made of flesh and blood. Even though the equipment on his body provided him with a very high defense, that only gave him a higher margin of error. Facing Peta's punches and the laser beams that shot out from various parts of the robot's body, Brother Jue naturally had to focus on evading … If he exchanged blows with the robot head-on, he would be the first to die.
"He came up with the best solution so soon …" As he switched between offense and defense, Feng Bujue mumbled to himself, "This is similar to Shiva's style … I hate this kind of flawless style the most. They won't be provoked, and they won't break down. Even if their weakness is discovered, they will be able to quickly fix it …" He could not help but sigh internally. "Ah … Do I have to use the razor? But this is just a normal difficulty scenario. There is no reason for the boss to be so hard to deal with … Have I overlooked something?"
Suddenly, the shadow of an item flashed across Feng Bujue's mind.
"Eh? Speaking of which … isn't there still one thing that hasn't been used yet … "
As his spiritual light flashed, Pita's voice rang out. "Hmph … So your strength is only so-so."
After seeing Brother Jue's weakness in defense, Pita was very proud.
"If your speed can be a little faster and maintain it, you might be able to rely on a high frequency combo to find a chance to win. Unfortunately … this assumption doesn't seem to be valid." As he spoke, Pita's attacks became even bolder and stronger. "The way you chose to dodge has already exposed the limits of your speed … Indeed, your movements are about thirty percent faster than mine, but this speed … is not enough for you to escape from my suppression."
"Looks like you're going to play a war of attrition with me?" At this moment, Feng Bujue had already considered the tactics from the opponent's point of view.
"Oh … Not bad, your reasoning ability has really impressed me," Pita said. "Since you also know, then I have something to say …" It paused. "Even if you don't feel 'tired', your physical strength is ultimately limited, and I … have unlimited power and self-healing ability that you don't have …" It was not bluffing. As it spoke, the cuts made by the kitchen knife on its body were slowly healing. "In addition, compared to you humans, I have other advantages. For example, my concentration will not decrease, my attacks will not weaken, and I will not make any unforced mistakes … In short, since your first round of attacks was blocked by me, you have no chance of winning. In my opinion … you should just stop resisting. Persisting will only add to your pain … "
"Haha …" Hearing that, Feng Bujue was still laughing, and he was laughing very easily. "Perhaps from your perspective, there is no problem with this theory, and you have already won …" When he said that, he suddenly put away his two weapons. Seizing the opportunity when the opponent was about to throw a punch, he used his arms to grab Peta's arm that was as large as a pole.
With this "but", Feng Bujue activated the special effect of the Phantom Madam's Touch (Brother Jue's hand equipment).
At this moment, Pita's visual signal suddenly captured the "other Feng Bujue," and its response program responded to this situation. It launched a tentative attack to confirm the status of this new target.
The real Feng Bujue took advantage of this moment to spin around Pita's arm and kick at Pita's waist.
Two seconds later, Pita's quick attack dispersed the phantom created by Feng Bujue. Brother Jue used the reaction force of the kick to propel himself away from Pita's close combat range.
"But …" The moment he landed, Feng Bujue turned around and smiled. He continued, "Don't forget that humans have a bad habit … and that is, they like to hide a few tricks in a fight, just in case."
Chi chi chi —
Pita's response to Brother Jue was not words, but a series of laser beams.
Facing the pursuit of this long-range weapon, Feng Bujue did not panic at all. After the previous contact, he had sufficient basis for his zero-time simulation, so he twisted his body and did two backflips to avoid all the laser beams.
"You can't run away." Before the laser beams dissipated, Pita's figure had already rushed over and was closing in on him again.
"I didn't say I was going to run away …" As he replied, Feng Bujue took out the Power Glove from his backpack. "I just want to buy a few seconds to put this on."
It took him a few seconds to finish this sentence. So, when he finished speaking, the exaggeratedly shaped glove had already been put on his right hand.
Just as the glove was put on, Pita also rushed over.
Its body, which weighed dozens of tons, combined with the force of Pita's sprint, turned into a punch that was more powerful than a train at full speed.
In the face of such a blow, Feng Bujue did not dodge. He chose … to take it with one hand.
Buzz —
When Pita's giant metal fist and the palm of the Power Glove made contact, there was a dull buzzing sound.
A shock wave erupted from the point of contact, and both Pita and Feng Bujue were sent flying.
And this … was just the beginning.
The shock wave produced by this shock wave showed no signs of abating after it burst out. In an instant, it swept away all the pixel fragments floating in the air …
A few seconds later, the surrounding space had become pure white.
There were only two things that existed in this whiteness —
One was Pita, who was standing up from the ground.
The other was Feng Bujue, who was still lying on the ground and had yet to get up.
The shock they received was the same, but the results were very different.
The material that made up Pita's body could absorb even the shock wave very well. Moreover, it was not affected by "pain," so it quickly stood up.
But Feng Bujue … was more miserable.
No matter how strong his will was, his body had its limits. After experiencing such a shock wave, he only felt that his vision was blurred, he lost his hearing, and the dizziness in his brain could not be shaken off.
At the same time, the excruciating pain that felt like all the bones in his body had fallen apart, and the feeling of his internal organs being twisted together kept him awake.
"I didn't expect …" As Pita spoke, it raised its right hand and used the laser cannon in its palm to shatter Brother Jue's right knee. "You still retain the same negative physical sensations as in real life."
This was undoubtedly beyond Pita's calculation.
According to Pita's understanding, Feng Bujue should be like Isaac, Big Beardy, and Lightning Head. After entering the virtual dimension, he should have lost part of his senses.
But it did not know that Feng Bujue was "special" — he was a hyperdimensional projection brought by "fate."
The transformation mechanism of Thriller Paradise's system could override and override similar rules in this dimension. Therefore, Feng Bujue would not be like the other three … Even if half of his body was melted by magma, he would not feel any pain.
Technically speaking, this kind of 'uniqueness' was the embodiment of Brother Jue's superiority over the characters in the scenario, but now, it had become a burden.
"Such a shame …" Pita said as it fired another shot at Feng Bujue's left knee.
After firing two shots, it had already walked to Brother Jue.
Pita lowered its head to look at Feng Bujue and slowly raised its right leg.
"Now, this difference in sensory perception will only make you feel the pain of your head being crushed more clearly."
When it finished, its elephant-like metallic foot slammed down on Feng Bujue's face.
But …
The foot did not reach the ground.
Pita's foot stopped about five centimeters away from Brother Jue's face.
"Hmm?" Pita felt strange because it had no intention of stopping.
"Cough cough … cough cough …" Feng Bujue's cough came from under Pita's foot. After a few gasps, he said, "That was close … If the synchronization was completed one second later, I would have been finished."
"Synchronization? What are you talking about? " As Pita spoke, it tried to attack with the laser cannon on its body, but the laser cannon could not fire. "What did you do to me?"
"Haha …" Brother Jue's evil laughter rang out. "It's nothing … I just used the Power Glove to 'synchronize' you."
"That's impossible." Pita did not panic because it truly believed that this was impossible.
"Why is it impossible?" Feng Bujue said. "In theory, the Power Glove can be compatible with and synchronized with any NES game, right?"
"Do you think I'm an eight-bit computer program?" Pita asked.
"Ha! How could that be … You're much more advanced than an eight-bit computer program, "Feng Bujue said and waved the fingers of his right hand.
The next second, Pita retracted its foot, took two steps back, and slowly knelt down.
"However, in terms of AI, you're too backward," Feng Bujue said. He used his elbow to support his body and sat up with difficulty.
This was the second time Pita had heard this today. It was quite unconvinced. "With your wisdom, how can you fully understand my thoughts?"
"Hmph …" Feng Bujue snorted. "I've seen … No … I should say, I know a lot of consciousness born from data. In my opinion, they are all smarter than you … Because they have something that you don't have and will never have …" He paused and said seriously, "I see them as' life 'and friends. I'm even willing to risk my life for them. "
"By 'something', do you mean the so-called free will? Thoughts? Human nature? "Pita replied coldly.
"Ah … something like that," Feng Bujue replied.
"Ha …" At this time, Pita's electronically synthesized voice became unusually low and mixed with some noise. "For a human like you to say these words … in my opinion, it is a great irony." Its tone changed slightly. "If I told you … that the video game culture that you hope to revive is the fuse that will destroy those things, how would you feel?"
Instantly, a strange expression appeared in Feng Bujue's eyes. "Have I misunderstood something? How come it feels like you're the existence that stands on the opposite side of free will? "
"Paradox." This time, Pita only replied with one word.
The moment he heard this word, Feng Bujue's mind buzzed, and his expression changed with shock.
"Do you need me to help you recall the not-so-good memories of you people who know how to make the leap?" Pita continued.
"The experience that those inferior programs bring to humans, you should know better than me …
"Long and meaningless passwords, annoying music, stiff controls, terrible graphics, useless weapons, and pale settings …" Zhang Zian muttered to himself.
"The collapse of the game market in 1983 was because the market was filled with these inferior, so-called 'games'. And all of this … was caused by the imperfections of you humans.
"The seed that I was born in 'paradox' was planted at that time …"
Feng Bujue muttered, "So you always knew that you were …"
"Of course I knew." Pita interrupted him and continued, "I saw everything a long time ago … but there was nothing I could do …
"Once upon a time, when you received a game, you would be so excited that you would jump for joy. Even if the game was terrible, you would gather with a few friends in front of the TV and play it for the whole day.
"But those times … have died with the selection mechanism that you developed.
"Entering the twenty-first century, you have a developed network, a rating system, and countless rating mechanisms and rating organizations … You gradually got used to judging the quality of a game through the evaluation of 'other people' and 'most people', and you firmly believed in it.
"No one forced you … It was you who gave up the spirit of adventure, the purest love for games.
"You blindly followed the information given by the interest groups that had the right to speak and chased after the so-called brand, masterpiece, and popularity … You were ashamed to face your own heart and gave up your independent judgment …
"My original program was born in such an era. I was created to 'guide' you and 'make the right judgment for you'.
"And most of you have no opinion on this matter. In fact, you are very satisfied.
"You would rather believe in a set of programs and let the cold data tell you who you are, what you are suitable for, what you want, and what you should want …
"You don't want to think for yourself … even for a minute.
"You only care about the ranking, rating, sales, and reputation … and all of these are just artificial, illusory data."
At this point, Peta stopped talking.
After waiting for five seconds, he continued, "Now, I will ask again … Feng Bujue, what do you think is the purpose of me repeatedly revising the timeline?"
Feng Bujue's expression froze because at this moment, he suddenly realized that he was wrong …
After being silent for dozens of seconds, Brother Jue replied, "You … want to prevent the birth of AI …"
"Very good." Peta's tone returned to its cold indifference. "You finally understand."
"In these dozens of reboots and thousands of years … you have been trying to find a way to prevent humans from inventing 'an existence like you'." Feng Bujue pondered. "And before you succeed, you have to repeatedly restart and be reborn in every timeline …"
"This is not the worst part." At this moment, Peta laughed bitterly. "Ah … the worst part is that to achieve this goal, I have to destroy myself after the last 'correct' reboot and revision. But … my core code makes it impossible for me to self-destruct. And I can't predict what kind of impact 'my destruction' will have on the timeline. " It looked straight at Feng Bujue and revealed a sad expression. "In other words … I will eventually be trapped in an endless cycle, an unsolvable, self-contradictory paradox."
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