"January 10th, if I didn't see it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have believed what this child did. The spoon floated up and was twisted into other shapes by him …
January 13th, he said that he felt people watching him. Many, many people, and he said that he was afraid …
January 16th, he didn't seem to be afraid anymore. Sometimes he would smile, but he became quiet …
January 17th, all the test results were normal. None of the six of us could explain what happened to this child …
January 19th, he started to draw. Even though his parents said that he had never shown any talent in drawing, he could draw very realistic sketches …
January 22nd, he kept asking for paper and pencils, drawing without rest. He only drew people's faces, and the faces in the drawings changed from normal to strange and scary …
January 25th, faces painted with blood appeared on the wall. We found the body of a sparrow on the floor of his ward. His hands were clean, and this made me uneasy. I remembered the spoon …
January 26th, all the windows in the corridor disappeared, leaving only the walls. The surveillance footage from the night before only captured a blurry image. I don't know who to ask for help. The police? They will think I'm crazy and lock me up …
January 30th, Richard went missing. The other five of us became very uneasy. More blood faces appeared on the wall, and this time we didn't even find … I don't know … his body?
January 31st, I have to leave this place … I should ask for leave until this child dies of illness … No … It's better to resign!
February 1st, I don't think I can escape. There is no way out of this building … If anyone sees this notebook, please remember what I said. He is afraid of [Smear]! Kill him if you have the chance! Don't hesitate! Otherwise, you will be the one who dies! "
…
Feng Bujue and Wang Tanzhi turned the corner together. The corridor ahead was still very bright, but there was no door this time. There were only white walls on both sides, and a few dozen meters ahead, there was another T-junction.
The two moved forward carefully. Feng Bujue repeated the content of the notebook. He tried to make it sound less scary, but it still scared Xiao Tan so much that his face blanched, and goosebumps rose all over his body.
"We are not facing ghosts but children with superpowers who have been mentally corrupted after they are seriously ill," Feng Bujue concluded. "At least, that is the setting of this scenario."
"How is that going to help?" Wang Tanzhi's tone showed that he was still under a lot of pressure.
"First of all, psychologically, once you know that the other party is a human, I think your fear will lessen slightly." Feng Bujue answered. "Secondly, we know that he has a physical body, and we can go up and kill him."
"Hey … Do you think the person who wrote the notebook and the other victims in this scenario … have not tried this before?" Wang Tanzhi was panicking. "There are more than two of them, right?"
"Do they know how to use Explosive Punch?" Feng Bujue asked.
"Brother Jue, I have a question. If we don't find this skill, or neither of us has unlocked our fighting mastery, or if we don't solve the puzzle at all, what will happen?"
"Then, after we encounter him, we will be faced with a choice," Feng Bujue said. "To fight him or to run." He thought about it for a few seconds before continuing. "If we haven't solved the puzzle, we will have to make the choice based on our interaction with him, like the loss of Life Points after we are injured. With the threat of fear and death, the difficulty will be on the higher side.
But after understanding the scenario, even without any contact, I can basically confirm that … with our fighting power, the only choice is to run. If we fight him, we will definitely die. So, I believe … one of the ways to clear this scenario should be to escape from the scenario. "
"Then, doesn't that mean the danger we are in now is the same as if we have not solved the puzzle?" Wang Tanzhi asked.
"No, there is a difference. At least, in the second room, you gained a skill. " Feng Bujue said. "In the third room, we found out about his weakness. So, whether we choose to kill him or run, the success rate has increased considerably."
"My twenty percent skill aside, didn't you say that the sentence about his weakness was covered up by a blood stain?"
"The system has arranged a very simple analysis here. Using the context of the notebook, it analyzed the series of actions that the child has done. Removing the unimportant details or parts that might confuse us, the content of this handwriting is as clear as the monster file." When Feng Bujue said that, they turned another corner, and a large hall appeared before them. The ceiling was higher, and the lighting was good, but they were still surrounded by walls.
"On the 10th of January, telekinesis; on the 16th of January, personality mutation; on the 19th of January, abnormal instinct awakening; on the 25th of January, he can use his mind to influence living creatures; on the 30th of January, he can deal with large living creatures, in other words, humans; on the 1st of February, he can kill like a god." Feng Bujue analyzed the situation calmly. "And the hint about his weakness, on the 26th of January, and based on what we have seen so far, he is afraid of sunlight."
"But this place is …" Before Wang Tanzhi could say the word 'bright', Feng Bujue interrupted him.
"It's sunlight, not light." Feng Bujue explained. "When we entered the first room that looked like a sickroom, I felt something was off. The gory environment aside, the sickroom and its corresponding corridor had no windows. This did not match the most basic architectural knowledge. At the time, I suspected that this building was underground. Then, I realized that the second and third rooms had no windows as well. Why? " He paused for half a second. "I can understand the creepiness of these rooms. After all, this place in this scenario … is probably a hospital. Obviously, there is a spatial distortion, and we might see anything after we open the door. But after reading the notes, I understood that this was a hint. "
He pointed at the light above them. "Actually, these lights are also a hint. He is afraid of sunlight, but why would he need light? There are only two possibilities. The first is that he also needs light to move around, so he can't see anything in the dark like us. The second is that he's afraid of both sunlight and darkness, because there are things staring at him in the dark … "
Suddenly, the girlish laughter that the two had heard earlier appeared again, and it came from not far away from them.
At that moment, they knew very well that the source of the laughter was actually a boy, and he was not a spirit but a child who liked to use 'blood' to paint.
However, even though they had changed their perspective and built up a psychological defense, Wang Tanzhi's heart raced, and his breathing became heavy. His hands gripped the fruit knife so tightly that his palms were sweating.
Feng Bujue said, "Put the knife away, there's no need for it."
"Brother Jue Jue … You, you … You have …"
"Yes, I have an idea." Feng Bujue pointed down the hall. "Use your skill to attack the middle of that wall."
As he finished, the little boy, who was the scenario's boss, appeared without warning. He stood about three meters away from them. He was wearing a patient's garb, and even under the light, there was a layer of shadow on his body and face. At the same time, the walls, ceiling, and floor of the hall were instantly covered with countless bloody faces. Even the lights turned red.
This scene was enough to make a man scream, but Feng Bujue did not hesitate for even a second. He rushed toward the boy who was about 1.2 meters tall. "Quick, attack the wall!"
Wang Tanzhi jumped up and ran in the direction that Feng Bujue had pointed out. Actually, his initial jump was due to fear. He only took a few steps before he felt weak in his legs. He turned back to look and saw that before Feng Bujue could touch the boy, he was bounced back by an invisible force. It was like he had rammed into a moving car, and he coughed out a mouthful of blood.
Even though it looked ridiculous, this was ultimately a game. The players did not and did not need to experience pain that was similar to real life. In Thriller Paradise, no matter how heavy the damage was, even if they were run over by a train, the pain threshold for the players was about the same as being hit by a hammer.
When Wang Tanzhi saw this, he tried his best to run toward the wall. The boy obviously noticed what he was doing, but this time, the boy did not teleport. Instead, he chased after him. His speed was not something a child could achieve, and his running posture was strange. He was like a marionette being pulled by strings.
Suddenly, a hand grabbed the boy's ankle. Our boss lowered his head to look and realized that it was Feng Bujue. He climbed up from the ground and stubbornly chased after him to slow him down. After all, Feng Bujue had the advantage in terms of size. No matter how fast a 1.2 meter target could run, he would be able to catch up in a short distance.
At the same time, Wang Tanzhi activated his skill. His right fist was covered in orange light, and he punched at the wall.
Even though the skill's success rate was only twenty percent, he was punching a wall that was hard to miss. Furthermore, his luck was not bad, so this attack was a success.
There was an explosion on the wall, and a large hole about one meter in diameter was blasted open. Unusually strong sunlight shone in from outside.
At that moment, all the blood faces in the hall disappeared. The boy retreated in a panic, trying to get as far away from the sunlight as he could.
But he could not escape … because Feng Bujue was still holding his ankle.
"That one hit managed to take out eighty-four percent of my Life Points … Now it's my turn." Feng Bujue stood up, and with a pull, the boss fell to the ground. By then, the boy had lost all ability to resist.
Feng Bujue used his free hand to wipe the blood from his lips. He grabbed the boy's leg and dragged him toward the light. "This should be a very strong boss. Even if you used your skill on him and hit him, I'm afraid he might not die from that one hit."
Wang Tanzhi sighed in relief. "What if I failed to break down the wall or there was another corridor outside the wall? What should I do?"
"If there was darkness outside the wall, you would hide in the darkness. If there was a corridor outside the wall, you would enter it and continue to run. If you failed to break down the wall … you would find another way to escape, "Feng Bujue said as he walked." I am still quite confident, and that is why I allowed you to use your skill. In this kind of hospital lobby, just by looking at the overall layout, you can tell where the front door was originally. Look, there are corridors on both sides of us. Even though the one behind me is also blocked by the wall, you can still see that it used to be a registration window … "As he spoke, he picked up the boss and exposed him to the sunlight.
"Hmm … Brother Bujue … Don't you think that is a bit cruel?" Wang Tanzhi looked at the boy who was covering his eyes in pain, and his body was curled into a ball.
"You're right, I have crossed the line," Feng Bujue replied, but he did not stop moving.
This was how he had been since he was young, accepting humility and refusing to change.
"I can release him now and have him hide inside the hospital. The two of us can escape through this hole, and the scenario should be completed." Feng Bujue said. "But like I said, based on my analysis, this is a very powerful boss. Even though we have explored the scenario to a very high completion rate, it will be difficult to defeat him directly. If we kill him and clear the scenario, the EXP gained should be much higher than if we run away. "
"Eh? Since when do you care about EXP when playing games? "Wang Tanzhi asked.
Feng Bujue pouted and pushed the boss further into the sunlight. "Now, I have at least three reasons to enjoy this game of Thriller Paradise.
First, as the saying goes, the wool comes from the sheep's back. I wish to earn back the investment in the gaming hub through the game itself. Second, these random scenarios are not bad. According to the official description, they are generated by the system using a large database and the memory fragments of countless players. In the future Team Survival Mode, there will be more complicated stories and settings, so I can collect materials through the game. Third, I want to find ways to recover the fear … "
At this point, Feng Bujue raised his hand, snapped his fingers, and curled his finger.
Wang Tanzhi naturally understood what he meant and passed him a fruit knife.
"Then, let's see … the EXP gained from killing the boss." Feng Bujue accepted the knife and stabbed forward.
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