The feeling of falling, a sudden and violent fall.
At the same time, there was pain all over their body.
The change of scenery only took an instant.
The four players seemed to wake up from a dream. They opened their eyes and realized that they were falling. Of course, it was only a drop of a few meters, so it was not enough to kill them.
The four of them fell onto a crimson carpet. They groaned as they got up and looked up.
There was a sea of books around them, and it looked like a library. There were six rows of tall bookshelves joined together to form a hexagon, and it surrounded them like a wall.
The ceiling was about ten meters high, and there were several chandeliers in sight. There was no problem with the lighting.
Right above the four players hung a large square iron cage. At this moment, the iron plate at the bottom of the cage had already been opened. It seemed that this was the reason why they had fallen.
"This is the so-called 'real world'?" Autumn Wind asked as he reached out to touch his chest. Thankfully, the bloody hole had disappeared.
"Should be." Feng Bujue stood up from the ground. "How are your Life Points?"
"I'm practically unharmed," Hong Hu replied.
"Same for me," Weighty Words said.
"The damage from before seems to have disappeared," Autumn Wind replied.
Feng Bujue's Life Points had returned to ninety-six percent. It looked like in the 'real world', their Life Points had been full until they fell from the iron cage.
"Hmm … That's right," Feng Bujue said. "The items that we obtained in the mental world have all disappeared." He was referring to the lighter, notebook, and wallet in his pocket.
"Ha! The consumables that I used in the memory space are still there, "Autumn Wind said.
With his reminder, Feng Bujue opened the menu again to inspect his inventory. He realized that the SCP-500 and the Life Points Recovery Potion that he had consumed earlier had returned as well.
He looked at his skill tab, and the Flying Dragon Fist that he had learned in the mental world was still there.
"In terms of items, we should have returned to how we were when we first entered the scenario." Feng Bujue said, "But … the skills I learned in the memory space have been retained." He scratched his chin and speculated, "If I didn't learn this skill immediately and put it in my inventory in the form of a skill card, maybe this thing would have disappeared..."
"You're really lucky," Hong Hu said. "You actually picked up a skill."
"Didn't you have the opportunity to learn as well? After chatting with the middle-aged Peter Pan for so long, you didn't take the opportunity to ask him to teach you how to fly? "Feng Bujue replied.
"I did ask him for advice." Hong Hu replied, "He told me that if I want to fly, I need the fairy's powder, and I need to 'believe' that I can fly." He paused for a moment. "Now that I think about it … this seems to be a hint of the truth. Unfortunately … at that time, I thought he was just talking about the setting of the original novel, so I didn't take it seriously."
After Hong Hu said that, he added, "Oh, other than that, I also tried to ask him for advice on swordsmanship." He sighed. "In the end, he said that in the second year after he left Neverland, he was arrested for possession of illegal knives, and his dagger was permanently confiscated by the relevant department."
"Sigh … The adult world is so scary …" Autumn Wind sighed.
Weighty Words said, "Aren't we all adults? What are you saying …" Even though he said that, his tone was similar to Autumn Wind's.
Feng Bujue said, "Looks like everyone here had a wonderful childhood, so when you grew up, you had this … 'I didn't know how lucky I was when I was born' sigh."
Hong Hu looked at Brother Jue and said, "Hmm … Let me guess … Brother Feng, you were not normal when you were young, right?"
"Thankfully, my personality when I was seven or eight was not that different from now," Feng Bujue replied.
"Then, you are very abnormal," Autumn Wind said.
"In any case, at the time, I felt that children, including teenagers, were a group that was heavily discriminated against in society." Feng Bujue said. "So, when I was eleven, I wrote an essay called 'The Stereotypical Prejudice Adults Have Toward Children'."
"So, this means that among the billions of flowers in our country, there are one or two weirdos like you?" After reading that, Autumn Wind's ability to ridicule had obviously improved.
"At the time, you were still Piqiu. What do you know?" Naturally, Feng Bujue would not be at a disadvantage in a verbal battle.
Weighty Words commented from the side, "But … Brother Feng, you are indeed a weirdo. When I was eleven or twelve, it was already difficult for me to write an essay of five hundred words."
Feng Bujue scoffed. "So what? When I was ten years old, I had already written my debut short story "God of Swords" in an exercise book by hand. For an essay of this length, I only need to sit on the toilet with my laptop, and I can finish it in the time it takes me to take a dump. "
They looked like they were chatting, but they were actually multitasking. Their hands and feet were not idle.
The four of them were responsible for one direction each. As they talked, they looked at the surrounding bookshelves, trying to find a way to leave this area.
"If there is no other way, we can climb to the top of the bookshelf to take a look," Weighty Words said after observing the situation. "We can first jump onto the iron cage and then use the iron chain to climb up. When we reach the same height as the top of the bookshelf, it'll be easy to jump up."
"Are you guys not going to consider … reading all the books around us?" Feng Bujue's reading addiction kicked in, and he said something that shocked the world.
Autumn Wind lifted his head to look at the bookshelf that was about eight meters tall and filled with books. He laughed drily. "Even if the four of us split up and read until we're forced to disconnect, I'm afraid we won't even be able to finish the catalog."
Hong Hu did not participate in the three's banter. His attention was mainly on the 'hidden worldview'. At that moment, in the expanded menu of the quest tab, the rules of this scenario had been written out.
"Hidden worldview: Mental Imprisonment.
A powerful creature that has read many books has brought the players into his own mental world. In this world, every virtual character that he knows will become a living being with their own consciousness, and they will influence each other. "
Earlier, when X-23 was retrieving SCP-233, she was stopped because … she was trying to enter the mental world of the 'boss'. If not for that reason, the boss would not have been able to stop her. For an Anomaly at X-23's level, invading a scenario from the inner world was nothing. Even the system could not stop it, much less the data of the Four Pillars of Divinity.
"It's not that hard to leave this place." After Hong Hu analyzed the worldview, he combined it with the mission. "But the current mission seems to be hinting to us that the real 'boss' is very powerful …" He turned to look at his teammates. "Is it really a good idea for us to leave this safe zone so hastily?"
"Indeed, for main missions like 'Defeat the real' boss' or 'Escape from the Detective Club', it is usually because one of them is too difficult and might cause the whole team to be wiped out. Therefore, the system gives the players an easier way to clear the scenario," Autumn Wind added.
"And the higher the difficulty of the scenario, the more EXP and Skill Points you'll get …" Feng Bujue said in an arrogant tone.
"But if we're wiped out, we'll lose everything," Hong Hu interrupted. "Even the risk factor has to be considered."
"Before we meet the real 'boss', no one knows how powerful he is." Feng Bujue said. "We're all smart people. Now, we're all at full health, and our inventory is unlocked. We shouldn't underestimate ourselves but objectively evaluate the overall strength of the team. " He paused before adding, "Furthermore, this is just a normal Team Survival Mode scenario. No matter how strong the hidden boss is, how strong can he be?"
"I say … Brother Feng, based on what you said, you've killed a Nightmare Mode boss before?" Weighty Words asked.
Hong Hu scratched his chin and said, "Brother Feng hasn't reached level 30 yet, so he shouldn't be able to queue for Team Survival Mode on Nightmare Mode. Looks like … he cleared a Nightmare Mode in Solo Survival Mode."
"Isn't that obvious?" Feng Bujue replied matter-of-factly. "We've been in open beta for almost a month already. Is clearing a Nightmare Mode something new?"
"I've tried Nightmare Mode three times, and I died in the middle," Autumn Wind said.
Weighty Words added, "I've tried it five times, and I failed once as well. There were two times when I thought it was near the end of the plot, but I failed at the last step … "
Hong Hu added, "I'm a solo player. Unlike the professional players from the studio, I don't have a mission, so I've tried it more often. Since I reached level 15, I've tried Solo Survival Mode on Nightmare Mode twenty-six times, and I've only cleared it once. " He pushed on his glasses. "To be honest, I've been through some setbacks in my life, and I'm not that mentally weak. But when it comes to Nightmare Mode, I really die without confidence. There were two or three times when I was scared out of the scenario due to the high Terror Points. "
Autumn Wind added, "But Brother Feng, you sound like it's normal for you to clear the scenario?"
"That's not true." Feng Bujue started to act dumb. "I've only cleared Nightmare Mode once, and that was a puzzle scenario without a boss battle." He shook his head. "What I mean is, compared to the Nightmare Mode, where there are death flags everywhere, the boss of this Normal Mode scenario is nothing."
"Hahaha … nothing?" Suddenly, a strange voice rang out, interrupting the players' conversation. "If you think I am, then I can indeed become a ball." The voice came from all directions, echoing in the surroundings. What was most inconceivable was that this sound was exactly the same as the system's notification sound.
The four players' expressions changed. After exchanging glances with each other, they said in unison, "Boss?"
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