"Yes," Feng Bujue answered.
The man nodded. "Alright, that's all. Let's go to the filtration channel." After he said that, he called for the four people around him to bring the equipment for fuel replenishment and maintenance of the cabin.
Hank led Feng Bujue and Blade Runner away from the platform. They did not take the elevator, but went down a flight of stairs on the side. The elevator was specially used for the supply team.
As they walked up the stairs, Blade Runner finally could not help but ask, "Don't you think it's strange?" He looked at Feng Bujue and said, "You just said that you didn't pick up anything, and he believed you." He then turned to Hank. "Don't you need to be checked or something? See if there are any hidden items. "
Hank replied in surprise, "Hidden items? What are you talking about? Who would do that? Once found out, it's a capital offense! "He paused." Besides, what's the benefit of hidden items? "
Blade Runner was stunned speechless by Hank's reaction.
Feng Bujue laughed. "Don't talk to the slaves about private property. To them, even money is meaningless. The only thing of value is food. But if they don't starve to death, it's not worth the risk to eat a few more mouthfuls."
"Slaves …" Hank said. "What does that mean? And … what's private property? "
Feng Bujue shrugged. "There are some things that you're better off not knowing, Hank."
The three of them walked all the way down. When they reached the bottom, they turned into a passage. This passageway looked very unstable because the walls of the passageway were not made of metal, but of a mixture of rocks and supports. The lighting above was also very simple. Overall, this passageway looked like a mine with a very poor safety factor. It would not be surprising if it suddenly collapsed.
After walking for about 300 meters, they came to a place that looked like a sentry post. It was a hexagonal metal sentry post with a window facing the outside. It looked like a toll booth on the side of the highway, but the shape was different.
They stopped in front of the window. The staff sitting inside said in a formal tone, "Number, name, time of departure."
"Scavenger Squad, number 24. Hank, Javi, Joey, "Hank replied." They left the village this morning. "
The other party looked at the documents in his hand and then raised his eyes to look at the three people in front of him. "We lost two people?"
"Yes," Feng Bujue replied.
"What a pity," the man replied. "You didn't lose the locker room key, did you?"
"No," Hank replied. Scavenger teams usually left the locker room key in the shark cabin, and no one would take it out with them.
The man lifted his head to look at the time. The Village of Heavenly Blessing had a day that was split into ten periods, and there was a corresponding special clock. Then he scribbled something on the document and said, "Go in. Please make sure the dressing room is clean and tidy. When you're undergoing the 'filtering,' make sure your body is still to prevent injury." When he said that, he was not paying attention. It was probably some kind of standard jargon, and he was about to vomit.
The three continued to move forward. There was another corridor before them, and it was all made from metal. This corridor was not long, about one hundred meters, and the space around them gradually widened. The door at the end of the corridor was about five meters tall. After passing through the door, there was an area that looked like the platform of a train station. It was at least one acre large, and it was in the shape of a fan. The ceiling was about eight meters tall, and there were many metal pillars standing among it.
With Hank leading the way, Feng Bujue and Blade Runner passed through this area. On the opposite side of the fan-shaped hall, in other words, on the 'arc', there were many metal doors. They were about 1.9 meters tall and one meter wide. These doors were all closed, and behind them was naturally the locker room.
Hank used the key to open the door, and they walked into one of them. It was surprisingly small. Facing them were five separate cubicles that looked like phone booths. These cubicles were probably used to 'filter' the scavengers.
Hank explained, "After you go in, just sit down and wait for a while."
Feng Bujue nodded and then gave his teammate a look. At that moment, Flashes of Sword was like a dead pig that was not afraid of boiling water. The Killing Game had turned into a team survival game, and he was speechless. In any case, he would follow whatever Brother Feng said … In a way, the remaining members of Doomsday Assault were no different from dead people, so Flashes of Sword did not mind it at all.
He originally thought that when Feng Bujue said, "Let's be a little more serious and finish off these two guys to show them what true strength is," he meant to have an earth-shattering battle, to show them who was better in terms of combat ability, to let them know that a real expert could even defeat a cheat. But he did not expect … that the 'seriousness', 'strength', and 'finish off' that Brother Feng mentioned were completely different concepts.
There was a saying that one could subdue an enemy without a fight, and Feng Bujue's approach was to kill without a fight. At this point, Flashes of Sword finally understood what was going on. Brother Feng was indeed a man who could see through a thousand soldiers with a smile on his face. For a player who was not a fighter, fighting was the worst strategy, the worst plan. To achieve the goal without taking any risk was the true reflection of one's strength.
If not for Feng Bujue, Blade Runner would not have thought that they could win a Killing Game like that. He could not help but be thankful and afraid. Thinking back to the 1v1, if he had not met Feng Bujue at the beginning, or if it had been a 2v2 or 3v3 team battle, then he might have ended up like the two from Zombie Blade. No matter how good he was at fighting, it would have been pointless.
As the scenario progressed, Blade Runner realized how valuable Feng Bujue was. In other games, the evaluation of celebrity players was based on their combat ability, but in Thriller Paradise, a player like Feng Bujue could bring more benefits than the top ten players on the combat ability ranking.
Unfortunately, inviting Feng Bujue to join Jianghu was impossible. Even though Blade Runner was not as good at reading people as their leader, Enigma in the Heavens, his instinct was very accurate. He knew that in the game world, people like Feng Bujue would not be willing to be under someone else. Even if he was temporarily under someone else, it would not last long.
This kind of player chased after a kind of freedom, freedom, and fun. The hardest thing was to be ordered around by others, but of course, they did not like to force others to do things. Blade Runner was actually this kind of person. Enigma in the Heavens and Bladeless Swordsman were his brothers in real life, and the three of them were the founders of Jianghu, so he was able to stay there. If he was asked to work at another studio, no matter how good the pay was, he would not do it. He would rather work alone. This was why Regulation had failed when they tried to poach Laughing Blade and Blade and take over Jianghu.
Flashes of Sword appreciated players like Feng Bujue quite a bit. In fact, he felt like they were in the same boat. Even though it was impossible to invite him, he could still consider working with him. Childe Jian had memorized the badge of Underworld Frontline. No matter the size of the guild, with a player like Brother Feng around, it would not be an organization that was made up of idiots. Even if they were not on friendly terms, they had to try their best to avoid any conflict.
In any case, it was best not to make an enemy out of someone like Feng Bujue if the situation permitted it.
…
The three of them walked into a cubicle each. There was only one chair in each cubicle. When they sat down, what happened next was very bad.
Feng Bujue's chair slowly sank. When it reached the bottom of the floor, it slowly moved forward.
He felt like he was sitting on a conveyor belt in a car wash. Even though it was dark, his body could feel the water and air flow.
Instead of saying that it was disinfecting people, it was more like using them as clothes hangers to clean the protective clothing.
Fortunately, the process was not long, and it was not painful. In less than a minute, the 'filtration' was over. A metal plate in front of them rose automatically, and light illuminated the path ahead. This was the real 'changing room' in front of the three of them.
Feng Bujue got up and walked out. The metal plate behind him fell again. The room they were in was about twenty square meters. There was a row of lockers by the wall, and there was a long bench fixed to the floor in the middle of the room. The four walls were made of metal, and there was plenty of light coming from the ceiling.
Hank and Flashes of Sword arrived at the same time. Hank said, "There are clothes inside the storage cupboard that you can change into. Take off the protective gear and leave it there." He had no idea that the two players would not be able to change their clothes inside the scenario. They could put on the protective clothing because the protective clothing was defined as a plot item, and it was worn outside of the player's actual clothing. When they put on the protective clothing, the player's actual clothing would not change. However, the clothes inside the lockers could not be changed.
Feng Bujue did not say anything. He walked forward and opened one of the five lockers. As he expected, the lockers were not locked. Then he realized that everyone's clothes were of the same style.
Blade Runner also opened one of the lockers. When he took the clothes, he said, "This is the first time I've found 'clothing' inside the scenario." He smiled. "If this was still the closed beta, wearing these two outfits would definitely make you look like a god."
"Hmm … Unfortunately, this is not the closed beta anymore." Feng Bujue sighed. "This kind of clothing is not that pretty. Even if we bring it out of the scenario, it probably won't sell for much."
He was right. The standard clothing of the Village of Heavenly Blessing was extremely simple. It had a long-sleeved shirt and long pants. The color was grayish brown, and there were no patterns or patterns on the clothes. The location and style of the pockets were normal, and the collar was a normal round collar.
"What should we do? It's not like we can change the apparel in the scenario, "Flashes of Sword asked.
Feng Bujue replied matter-of-factly, "Continue to wear the protective clothing."
Hank heard that and said, "But in the residential area, we're all wearing …"
Feng Bujue waved his hand and cut Hank off. "I have my own plan. You just need to change."
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