"Feng Bujue, Level 27
"Please select the game mode that you wish to join.
"You have selected Single Player Survival Mode (Nightmare), please confirm.
"Confirmed, generating scenario …"
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"Welcome to Thriller Paradise." The familiar greeting appeared again.
"Download complete. You are currently playing Single Player Survival Mode (Nightmare).
"A scenario introduction is provided in this mode, and there is a chance to trigger hidden side quests and special worldbuilding.
"Reward for clearing the scenario: Randomly draw a puzzle card.
"Playing the scenario introduction soon. The game will start after that."
Chi! Chi!
The moment the cinematic started, there was this sound. It sounded like an object rubbing against the floor.
The scene before Feng Bujue was initially dark, but several seconds later, like an eyelid opening, a slit opened in the middle of the screen. It expanded until he could see the scene before him clearly.
The image was blurry, and a small and thin figure appeared in his sight. From the shape, it was a man. He was wearing a bloodied shirt and overalls, and he was walking in front of Feng Bujue.
Feng Bujue, or rather, the character that Feng Bujue was playing, was lying on the ground. The figure was dragging him down a long corridor by one of his feet.
"Don't worry … Everything will be fine … Something must be wrong … I will find a solution …" the figure before him said to himself.
Feng Bujue could not feel anything, and he could not control the camera because this was still the opening cinematic. He was looking at someone else's experience from a first-person perspective.
About thirty seconds later, the figure stopped before an iron door at the end of the corridor. Then, there was the sound of metal clanking.
The door opened, and Feng Bujue watched as he was dragged into a room that looked like a prison. The camera shook twice before it focused on the ceiling.
Then, there was the sound of the small man leaving the room and locking the door. Even after he walked out of the door, he was still repeating the same sentence.
"Important reminder: Consumables are not allowed in this scenario, and equipment and tools that are powered by consumables (ammo, battery, and so on) are not allowed."
“WTF？” Feng Bujue cursed in his mind, "You didn't even tell me a single synopsis of the plot, and you've already given me such a harsh restriction?"
It was still too early for him to curse because the next second, the scenario officially started.
There was no synopsis at all …
Feng Bujue's vision coincided with the last scene of the opening cinematic. He was lying on the ground, facing the ceiling.
The moment he regained the ability to move and feel, he felt a piercing pain all over his body. The pain was simply unimaginable. It was as if every bone in his body had been broken, and there were large areas of burns on the surface of his skin. There were also countless worms crawling under his skin …
Of course, the pain simulated by the system had been weakened. As mentioned before, the maximum pain a player could feel would not exceed the strength of a hammer hitting a finger. Otherwise, there would be a risk of fainting.
However, although the intensity of the pain was limited, the form was still very rich. When the feelings described above happened to the body, there was no need to mention how good it felt. In real life, Feng Bujue had not experienced something like this before. Even though he was a person with great endurance, at that moment, he had the urge to retreat.
"Main quest triggered.
Find a way to stop the loss of Life Points. "
After Feng Bujue heard the system announcement, he immediately opened the quest tab to check the content of the quest. At the same time, he realized that his Life Points were dropping at a rate of one percent per second.
"What kind of f * cking scenario is this?" Feng Bujue gritted his teeth and sat up. Just this movement caused a burning sensation to shoot up his spine, and the muscles on his back and arms were numb with numbness.
He quickly observed his surroundings. Resisting the pain, he forced himself to focus and keep his brain working at a high speed.
Consumables were not allowed in this scenario, which meant that Feng Bujue could not use potions to recover his Life Points. Before entering the scenario, he had gone to the mall to buy five Life Points Recovery Potions (Medium), but it was all for naught.
Theoretically speaking, Feng Bujue had less than one minute and forty seconds to complete this first quest. Once he exceeded that time limit, this would become his last quest.
"The way to stop it … the way to stop it …" Feng Bujue repeated this sentence repeatedly. It helped him focus better.
He first scanned the entire cell. There were no windows in the cell, only a door. The door was made from iron, and there was a small window above it. The light from the corridor shone in from there, and it covered most of the cell in a hazy light. There was a rectangular opening at the bottom of the door, and it was just large enough for food to be delivered. The walls of the room were made of stone, and they were very thick. The floor and ceiling were made of cement. There was a simple bed placed against the wall, and the bedsheet was so stained with blood that its original color could not be seen. There was no pillow or mattress on the bed, and the four bed legs were not high enough to fit a person. The frame of the bed was made from iron. It was welded to the wall and could not be moved.
In the corner furthest from the door was a large blue plastic bucket. From the smell that came from it, it was probably the toilet.
In the other corner of the room, there was a small wooden cupboard about one meter tall. From top to bottom, there were three drawers. When Feng Bujue saw the cupboard, he rushed toward it without hesitation.
In such a situation, no matter what was inside the three drawers, the player had to open them first.
In the top drawer, there was a piece of dirty soap. Even though it was dirty, from the shape, the bar of soap was perfect. It was a standard rectangle, like it had just been taken out from a mold.
The appearance of this thing was a little unclear. There was no drain in the room, and the urine and feces were all stored in plastic buckets, so naturally, there would not be a faucet. What was the purpose of placing a bar of soap here? To wash his hands with saliva?
Feng Bujue did not have time to read the item description, so he placed the bar of soap on top of the cupboard and then went to open the second drawer.
The middle drawer was more interesting. There was a candle inside. It was white, about fifteen centimeters long, and slightly thicker than a finger.
"What is going on … Soap but not tap water, candles but not matches … Even a movie like Saw wouldn't do something like this," Feng Bujue said as he placed the candle on top of the cupboard and went to open the third drawer.
The bottom drawer was the most interesting. It contained a small wooden comb.
"Ha … Ha ha …" Feng Bujue laughed drily. By then, he had almost forgotten, or rather, gotten used to the pain on his body. Compared to the discomfort, the three things that he discovered during the process of solving the puzzle were more troublesome.
"Okay … Without any hint, what do you want me to do in this situation?" Feng Bujue mumbled.
One minute had passed, and Feng Bujue had thirty-nine percent of his Life Points left. He had thirty-eight seconds to think about it.
"Players are not allowed to remove their clothes in the scenario, so I can rule out the possibility of using the candle to poke myself in the ass …" Feng Bujue scratched his chin. "Eat soap? Eat candle? "His eyes moved to the bucket." Or eat sh * t? " He shook his head. "These actions have nothing to do with stopping the loss of Life Points."
Thinking of this, his gaze returned to the small comb in his hand. "Since I can't think of a logically related method, I'll use all the props one by one … Let's start with the simplest one." As he said that, he used the small comb to comb his hair twice.
Unexpectedly, before she could finish combing her hair for the second time, the system notification rang.
"Current quest completed. Main quest updated."
The loss of Life Points had stopped. Feng Bujue's Life Points were then at twenty-six percent. When the scenario started, he had less than thirty percent of his Life Points left. This was the first time he had encountered something like this.
There was a tick next to the previous quest, 'Find a way to stop the loss of Life Points', and a new instruction appeared in the quest tab. "Escape from the room."
"Huh?" Feng Bujue looked at the comb in his hand. "Even though I don't need to try to eat the weird stuff anymore, this is too …" He was halfway through his sentence when he suddenly noticed something. He brought the comb closer to his eyes and took a closer look. He saw two very small letters carved on the handle of the comb: A.A.
"Hmm … Looks like it's a limited edition." Feng Bujue said half-jokingly.
He took the three items and walked to the bedside. He placed the three items on the bed and picked them up one by one to study them closely.
With the completion of the quest, the pain on Feng Bujue's body lightened. Even though there was still some pain, it was much more comfortable than before. If one had to compare it, it was like the difference between hanging and wearing a neck brace.
He studied it for five minutes. There was nothing special about the soap. There was no pattern on the surface, and the smell was not that fragrant. It felt like the most primitive type of laundry soap. The candles were normal candles, and there were no words carved on either of the items.
"Hmm … So, this comb is the only special one …" He picked up the comb again and studied it from all angles. Other than the A.A. that he saw earlier, he made another discovery … The hair that was left on the comb was blond and looked short.
"The small man who dragged me here earlier had brown hair …" Feng Bujue mumbled to himself as he tried to remember. "Was it once used by the other prisoners in this cell?"
As he thought about it, his eyes moved slowly. When his eyes scanned the wall next to the bed, he made a new discovery.
"Ha, looks like quite a number of people have been imprisoned here …"
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