Feng Bujue paused for a few seconds before continuing. "The distance between the two pillars on both sides of the object is exactly nine meters." Almost as soon as the word 'meter' left his lips, he added, "Run!"
Just as he said that, when Qiu Feng took his first step, the sound of the building crumbling came from behind him. This meant that at that moment, Qiu Feng's' cognition 'had activated SCP-233.
The loud noise behind him did not interfere with Qiu Feng's actions. He rushed all the way to the side of his three teammates before stopping. Then, he turned his head to observe the changes over there.
SCP-233 only needed 0.23 seconds to destroy a physical object, and the process was silent. Therefore, when the sound of crumbling came, the destruction process was already over. The sound that Qiu Feng heard was the follow-up, the sound of the building materials falling from the ceiling.
From Feng Bujue, Weighty Words, and Hong Hu's perspective, they could see that almost at the same time that Feng Bujue shouted, "Run!", the two pillars themselves and the wall between them disintegrated. The part of the ceiling and the floor that was parallel to the wall disappeared as well. Some of the concrete that fell from the second floor hit SCP-233, and it fell into the crack in the floor with it.
A building like this that covered an area of several thousand square meters would naturally not have any structural collapse just because a wall and two pillars in a corner were destroyed.
After a small collapse, the dust settled. Behind the wall, there was a dark space. The rectangular cracks on the ceiling and the floor formed two paths.
"What's going on? Everything related to Nine will be destroyed? "Qiu Feng asked.
"Looks like it," Hong Hu said. He immediately understood why Feng Bujue did not plan for him to be the one to act from the beginning.
"So, we have Qiu Feng, who is not good at math, go …" Weighty Words paused as something crossed his mind. "Oh, I get it now. Among us, three of our nicknames start with Nine Paintings, and the remaining one, Hong Hu, is level 29. Is that the connection?"
"Ah, that's what I meant," Feng Bujue replied.
Qiu Feng said, "But have you ever thought that … from your point of view, the only connection between me and 9 is the word 'Qiu'? But from my point of view, I can think of N connections. "
"Well, there was nothing I could do about that. Before the operation, I couldn't tell you the characteristics of the object, and I couldn't ask you any questions related to Jiu because that would only speed up your thinking after you got the information," Feng Bujue replied. "In any case … the fact that you're still alive means that my strategy has been successful."
Feng Bujue shrugged. "I'm quite confident in this plan. When I shouted, you were already standing about 20 meters away from that thing, and its effective range was only 23 meters. Even an ordinary person in real life would only need two to three seconds to reach the safe zone.
After you heard that sentence, realized the meaning of the number 9, and connected it to the first connection between you and 9, the time you spent was enough for you to step out of that thing's effective range.
Of course, if from your point of view, you have a close connection with this number and you connect it to yourself in less than a second … then you're unlucky. "
Qiu Feng did not have any opinion about Feng Bujue's attitude and words because he thought that Fang Yan had a point. The success rate of this plan was indeed high, and the man had designed it carefully to ensure his own safety.
However, Qiu Feng raised another question. "Wait a minute … you said that the thing's effective range is 23 meters?"
"Yes," Feng Bujue said.
The other three shared a look, and finally, Hong Hu said, "Then, here comes the problem … Now that this thing has fallen into the ground, unless it has fallen 23 meters, or else …"
"Or else the path over there is still within its effective range. Since we already know the rules, once we get close to that corner, we'll be wiped out, "Weighty Words said.
"You don't need to worry about that." Suddenly, a woman's voice rang out.
The four players were surprised because the source of the sound came from the pitch-black space behind the wall.
Accompanied by the sound of high-heeled leather boots stepping on the ground, a graceful figure leisurely walked out from the darkness.
Similar to the last time they met, X-23's face was still so pure and beautiful. Her skin was still fair and smooth, and her long black hair flowed behind her neck, fluttering in the wind. The difference was that she had changed into a black one-piece leather outfit. Her curvaceous body was even more eye-catching under the cover of the leather.
Other than her outfit, she had not changed much. Feng Bujue had no reason not to recognize her. After all, Brother Bujue had only met two Anomalies.
"Why are you here?" Feng Bujue asked. "This is a four-man scenario …"
"Can't you think of any other lines to greet your friends?" X-23 showed a mesmerizing smile. Her fangs were exposed at that moment, and it gave Hong Hu's group a fright.
Even though there was a distance of thirty meters between X-23 and the players, her voice travelled clearly into their ears.
"Haha … I'm sorry." Feng Bujue also smiled awkwardly. "How have you been?" He knew that for X-23, the last time they met was probably one or two years ago, or even longer.
"As you can see, I'm no longer limited by the rules of level four and level three," X-23 replied.
Hearing that, Feng Bujue understood immediately. Twenty-three meant that she was at least a level two Anomaly, and that was why she could appear there. "That's good … Looks like you don't have to spend every second struggling for survival anymore."
"Hmm, yes," X-23 answered. Based on normal conversation etiquette, after that, she should have asked Feng Bujue how he was doing, but she did not. Furthermore, when she looked at Feng Bujue, there was a trace of pity in her eyes.
"Er … You didn't appear here just to say hello to me, did you?" Feng Bujue asked.
"I'm doing some recycling work," X-23 answered casually and changed the topic. "By the way, I can't stay here for long, so I'll cut to the chase." She paused for a second to observe the status of the four players before she continued. "Your main mission is to enter the Detective Club, right?" Without waiting for an answer, she continued. "The manager of the club is a very strange person, and his power is only second to the Four Pillars of Divinity." She glanced at the black space behind her. "He created a buffer to stop me from entering the scenario to retrieve SCP-233. When you solved this puzzle, the barrier inside the buffer disappeared on its own. "
"In other words … the manager has counted you as part of the progression of the scenario," Feng Bujue said.
"Yes, I 'need' to leave with this SCP as soon as possible, so … after I leave, you can continue to move forward." As she spoke, she raised her right hand and moved her finger slightly.
In the next second, SCP-233 quickly rose from the cracked ground and hovered next to SCP-233.
"He's upstairs …" X-23 lifted her head to look up, and light seemed to flow through her eyes. "Be careful on the road, Feng Bujue."
"Ah, I will," Feng Bujue replied. "Take care of yourself as well … After all, you …"
"I have to leave now." X-23 interrupted Brother Jue. She curled her finger, and SCP-233 flew into the black space behind the wall.
"Will we meet again?" Feng Bujue asked.
When they parted last time, X-23 had said 'goodbye forever', but she did not 'die' like she expected. Instead, she appeared again. Therefore, Feng Bujue asked that question.
"I will …" Number 23 replied. With that, she turned around and walked into the darkness.
The moment her figure disappeared into the darkness, she faintly said, "… I definitely will."
After X-23 entered the space, the wall that had been disintegrated miraculously recovered. Glowing data poured down like a waterfall and reconstructed the wall. However, the gap that led to the second floor and the hole in the ground were still there, and the concrete blocks that fell from the ceiling were still scattered on the ground.
"Er … Brother Feng." About one minute later, one of the three spoke. The first to speak was Autumn Wind. "Can you explain … what is going on?"
"That beauty should be an NPC," Weighty Words said. "Why would an NPC mention something like a 'scenario'?"
Hong Hu said. "Furthermore, the scenario is randomly generated, so why do you act like you've known the NPC for a long time?"
Feng Bujue really did not know how to answer them. After all, the game company had given him a heads up, and Pan Feng and Hwa Xiong had discussed this with him. It was best to keep the Anomaly a secret.
"Actually … she is a unique humanoid program in the game that is similar to a recycle bin." Feng Bujue started to make use of his novelist's ability to make up stories. "As you can see, she is not affected by SCP-233. And you heard her say that she is doing 'recycling work', "he said matter-of-factly. "I've seen her once in another script, so she knows me," he said matter-of-factly. He purposely lowered his voice. "Don't spread this around. If you do, I won't care if the Dream Company bans your accounts."
The three were skeptical, but even so, they did not have any evidence to refute Feng Bujue's words.
"Hmm … Indeed, with the Dream Company's pranks in the game, it is not impossible for their employees to design an AI program to wander around the scenario in the form of a beauty," Weighty Words said.
Qiu Feng also buried his suspicions in his heart and joked, "Brother Feng, the other party is a humanoid program. What's with the attitude of talking to each other like there's no one else around … You can't date in different dimensions."
Feng Bujue was not someone who would keep quiet after being mocked. He instantly smirked. "Humph … Who would have thought you would evolve into Lei Qiu without the help of a Lightning Stone?"
"You're still not done with your fairy jokes, are you?!"
Ambitionist watched them silently from the side. He did not react to the two's lame jokes.
At that moment, Hong Hu's mind was organizing the information and thinking about the problem. He obviously did not believe Feng Bujue's explanation, but different from Autumn Wind and Weighty Words, he soon connected the dots. He had only seen this term on the forum, and the information related to it was just some unconfirmed legend.
However, what happened earlier could be explained by that term — Anomaly.
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