"If only I could fly like Neo …" Feng Bujue, who was falling, used a lazy gaze to look at the night sky and sighed from the bottom of his heart.
With the improvement of his Soul's Eye, perhaps one day, he would really be able to fly, but definitely not now.
"Sigh … this is going to hurt me." Feng Bujue stopped his wandering thoughts. He slowly turned his body in midair, bent his legs slightly, and prepared to land.
In the end, the impact when he landed was not as bad as he expected, and his Life Points dropped less than expected. Even Feng Bujue himself had no idea why that was the case.
Actually, that was a sign that his fighting mastery was close to level B …
Wu!
The giant monster not far away was already right before Feng Bujue. With a low groan, its giant claw came crashing down.
At that moment, it was too late for him to take out Bad Moxxi's Temper from his inventory. Due to the distance and angle, it was not suitable to use Death Poker to attack.
Therefore, Feng Bujue made up his mind and burned another 800 Stamina Points to unleash Flying Dragon Fist.
After leaving Stan's house and escorting Randy, Sharon, and Shelly all the way to the shopping center, it was exactly half an hour later, and the cooldown for Flying Dragon Fist was over.
This time, he used the skill under the effect of Body Enhancement Spell, so naturally, the damage of the skill was even more shocking. With the power of his fist fully unleashed, the giant monster was forced back five to six steps.
The giant guinea pig was large in size, and it walked on all fours. Those five to six steps were equivalent to a distance of more than ten meters.
With a high price came a high reward. With this strategic space of more than ten meters, Feng Bujue was basically safe. He quickly used Death Poker to attack the giant guinea pig's eyes, forcing it to take another step back.
At the same time the light card flew out, Feng Bujue deactivated Body Enhancement Spell, turned around, and ran up the wall.
At that moment, he was not carrying a large backpack, and he was not carrying anyone with him. Climbing up the building was a piece of cake for him.
Without the aid of any skills or tools, Feng Bujue relied on his own physical fitness and Soul's Eye to clear the way. All kinds of extreme parkour moves were at his fingertips.
In less than ten seconds, he was already on the rooftop, out of the monster's line of sight.
…
In the Peruvian jungle, under the ruins.
Here, there was a rectangular tunnel. Looking from the inside, the walls, ceiling, and floor were all made of yellow rock. Broken wooden stakes and large rocks could be seen everywhere in the tunnel, but these things did not seem to have any effect on the structure of the tunnel.
Suddenly, a figure holding a torch walked out from a corner.
It was Stan. When he turned the corner, he even waited for his friends who were following behind him. "This way, guys."
The other four kids followed him out of the corner. At that moment, Kyle seemed to have discovered something. He said, "Did you guys hear that? It sounds like the sound of flowing water. "
"That's right, it's coming from there," Cartman answered and pointed to the front.
Not far ahead, there was a rectangular exit, and there was a bright light coming from the exit.
As the group chatted, they reached the end of the tunnel.
Stepping out of the exit, the view opened up. A magnificent underground temple appeared before their eyes.
The space was very large, and the whole place was sinking. There were several huge braziers embedded in the gray stone walls, and for some reason, these braziers were all burning at the moment. There were many curtains of water hanging from the ceiling. The water should have flowed down from the gaps between the stone caves. There was also a long, winding suspension bridge that pierced through the temple. It was connected to several stone cliffs, and at the bottom of the cliffs was a ring-shaped waterfall that flowed down into the abyss.
Looking around, there were two giant human statues that were built on the two sides of the temple, and they were kneeling facing each other. The statues' facial design had obvious Incan markings. From their giant 'mouths', there was a curtain of water that flowed down into the waterfall below.
"Guys, this is unbelievable." Cartman looked at the wonder before him and sighed.
The four main characters shared a look, and Stan said, "Let's go in and take a look."
As he finished, the four of them walked forward side by side.
"No." Craig's voice came from behind them. "I am not going."
The other four were stunned. They all stopped moving. Stan, who was walking at the front with the torch, turned around to ask, "Huh? What are you talking about? "
Craig replied calmly, "I do not wish to follow you guys anymore."
"Buddy, we have to go take a look," Stan advised.
"Why?" Craig asked.
The four looked at each other, and it was Stan who answered first. "Because … er … this is how it is."
"Every time we run into a situation like this, you guys insist on dragging yourselves into it because 'this is how it is'," Craig mocked.
Stan grumbled, "Hey! It is not us who are drawn on the prophecy wall of the temple! Cowards! "
"It doesn't matter," Craig replied. Craig replied, "You can say whatever you want. I've already made up my mind. I've decided not to mess around with you people anymore."
Kyle asked, "Then what do you want?"
"Very simple." Craig shrugged. "Watch carefully."
Then, he turned around and started to walk back the way he came …
The four main characters looked at him with shock. Their expressions seemed to say, 'Did this kid not read the script?'
Craig was like a character in a horror movie who had the intelligence of a normal person. He turned around.
He retraced his steps and walked out of the ruin. The group of four followed behind him and shouted in confusion, "Wait! Craig！”
Just like that, Craig walked in front, and the four followed him with a distance between them.
Without realizing it, they had walked out of the forest. Under the moonlight, they walked through a desert, a meadow, and a lake …
Along the way, the four scumbags would occasionally say, "Buddy, Graig, we should go back to the temple!" "Quick, look, there is something there!"
But Craig always replied calmly and firmly, "No, I am not looking. Stop dreaming."
Several hours passed, and Cartman finally could not help but say, "Buddy, this is so boring. We are just wandering around aimlessly!"
Craig was unmoved and replied, "You are right. Such a precious' boring '. I like it this way."
…
Two hours earlier, on the rooftop of the shopping mall …
"Okay, now, me, Sharon, Shelly, and Mr. Beep have arrived at the rooftop of the shopping mall." Randy pointed the camera at his wife and daughter and explained, "We escaped from the streets and came here. We even ran into the Stotch family here." He turned the camera and pointed it at the other three refugees who were hiding on the rooftop.
The Stotch family consisted of three people. The father, Chris, was secretly gay (he refused to admit it, but he was once caught with a prostitute). The mother, Linda, was a woman who loved to cry and had a nervous breakdown. She had gone crazy several times. As for the son, Butters, he was a bisexual, extremely naive, and adorable child.
Among the children characters in South Park, Butters was an important character only second to the four main characters. He usually had more screen time, and his character's personality had been perfected after many seasons. He was quite popular.
"This is Chris, Linda, and their son, Butters," Randy explained as he moved the camera.
Butters fiddled with his fingers anxiously. He waved at the camera nervously and said, "Hello, everyone."
At that moment, Feng Bujue was leaning against the wall alone, stitching up the wound that had opened up.
Earlier, when he carried an adult and a child and forcefully jumped more than ten meters into the air to throw them, the wound had already opened up. Now that he thought about it, when he fell from the sky, the disappointment that he felt at that moment was probably due to the large amount of blood loss.
"What should we do next, Mr. Beep?" Mr. Beep. "After Randy finished a set of shots, he ran back to Feng Bujue with a waddle of his tail.
Feng Bujue really did not want to deal with this idiot. He even had the thought of killing him. After all, the side quest had been completed, and the system did not say that he could not kill the characters in the game.
However, when he thought about it calmly, killing the main characters in this world was not a good idea. The chain reaction that it would cause would be immeasurable. Therefore, Brother Jue still chose to cooperate with the NPC.
"If I remember correctly … you know how to play the guitar?" Feng Bujue suddenly asked a random question.
"Ah? Hmm … yes, I do, "Randy replied." Why do you ask? "
"Very good," Feng Bujue replied, but he did not answer the question.
Actually, Brother Jue just wanted to confirm it. He still had quite a deep impression of Randy. He remembered that when this guy was young, he was in a choir, and he was even recruited by a record company to be a member of a boy idol group. The group was called the Jewish Street Boys, and Randy joined them when he was eighteen. One year later, the record company said that they were too old at nineteen, so they disbanded the group. In the episode of Guitar Hero, he played "Carryon My Waywardson" on the electric guitar.
In conclusion, Randy knew at least one musical instrument. He was quite good at singing, and he knew how to dance. Even though he was a middle-aged man with no bottom line, compared to those who only learned how to play the guitar for a few months, only knew how to sing in karaoke, and did not even know how to read musical notation, Randy was much better.
"Is there anyone here who knows how to play the flute?" Feng Bujue asked again.
"Er … I know how to play the harmonica," Chris answered. "Why do you ask? Mr. Beep? "
"Okay, I think you can do it …" Feng Bujue answered, and then he turned to Butters. "Butters, you know how to play the drums, right?"
Butters was an honest boy. He nodded and said, "Yes, sir, but I'm not that good at it."
"It's fine. It's fine as long as you know how to play." Feng Bujue thought about it and said, "Hmm … I can play the sand hammer myself. It is a rhythmic percussion instrument that originated from the South American Indians. Then … "He thought about it and said," Just in time, the four of us can form a flute band. "
"Flute band?" Randy asked. "You mean those Peruvian flute bands that are detained by the government?"
"Yes, hiss … ah." Since Feng Bujue was not paying attention, the needle in his hand accidentally poked his wound. As he removed the needle, he explained, "The weakness of those guinea pigs is the flute music. Once we find the musical instrument, we can use the flute music to chase them away."
"What? How is that possible? "Chris asked with confusion.
"Ha … I really did not expect to hear the word 'impossible' from the mouth of people like you." Feng Bujue chuckled coldly. "Last time, when you were trapped here by a large group of homeless people (There was once a 'Night of the Homeless' in South Park. The situation was similar to the movie 'Night of the Living Dead', but the zombies were replaced by homeless people), why didn't you consider this so-called rationality?"
"That time, the situation was different." Chris shrugged.
"Homeless people, hippies, lobster people, future immigrants … I thought you guys would have gotten used to the invasion of strange creatures," Feng Bujue said.
"Er … Mr. Beep, you seem to know a lot about our town. Are you a local?" Sharon asked.
"I am a superhero. Of course, I know about these things." Feng Bujue brushed her off. "Jesus and Santa Claus are my good friends. They are very well-informed, so I know a lot about your town."
Everyone had an expression that said, "Oh, I see."
As they spoke, Feng Bujue finished treating the open wound and stopped the bleeding status.
He glanced at the game menu. Currently, his Life Points were at twenty-four percent, and his Stamina Points were at 5632900. Considering that he had just drunk a bottle of supplement, it was not worth it to drink it again in such a short period of time. Therefore, he planned to last as long as he could and not drink a second bottle unless it was absolutely necessary.
"Hmm … I have to be careful with every step I take. Even if Flying Dragon Fist is on cooldown again, I don't have the stamina to use it a third time." Feng Bujue calculated in his mind.
He took a deep breath, packed up his medical supplies, and stood up. "Then … does anyone know where the music department is?"
"It is at the northwest corner of the fourth floor, next to the library," Linda replied.
"Okay, I will explain the current situation." Feng Bujue said, "Ladies and gentlemen, and … children. As you can see, these giant monsters are very powerful. Conventional weapons are useless against them. " He raised a finger. "Based on my knowledge, they are only afraid of one thing, and that is flute music." He sighed. "Since all the flute music CDs on the market have been taken away by the military … to chase these monsters away, we will have to play the music ourselves."
"But I have to hold onto this camera. I can't play the guitar," Randy said in a self-righteous tone. He was showing off his bottom line.
"Randy!" Sharon yelled at her husband. "Do you know what time it is!"
"It's fine, Mrs. Marsh." Feng Bujue said in a relaxed tone. He turned to look at Randy. "You can go get yourself a headband and tie the camera to your head. That way, it won't affect the recording and it won't affect the performance."
Feng Bujue's dark side could be seen here. He had no intention of reminding Randy … that there was no tape in the camera.
"Oh, that is such a good idea!" Randy replied happily.
"Then, everyone, follow me." Feng Bujue said as he walked toward the door that led downstairs. "As long as we have the instrument, we will be safe. Before the monsters attack us, we should move quickly. "
…
Peru, the ruins of Machu Picchu.
This place was known as the 'Lost City' of the Inca Empire. It was located between the most difficult mountain range of the Andes, between the peak of the elderly and the peak of the youth. It was built on a steep and narrow ridge.
By the way, this was a place where alpacas were produced. I have no idea why I purposely mentioned this …
It was night and the clouds were thick. A Chinook helicopter landed on the peak of this ancient mountain.
Two fully armed American soldiers and three men in black suits walked down from the helicopter.
The five of them soon arrived at the edge of the ruins. The head of the security department, who was walking at the front, suddenly stopped. He turned around and said, "Wait here."
Then, without waiting for his subordinates to respond, he walked forward alone.
In front of them, between the walls of the ancient city, there was a relatively wide plaza. In the middle of the plaza, there was an area that looked like an altar. There was a tall golden statue standing there.
The statue was about the height of three people. From head to toe, including the base, it was completely made of gold. (The ancient Inca's metal processing industry was quite advanced. In theory, they had the ability to create such a golden statue. However, this statue was a fictional part of South Park's plot. It was a prank.) The statue looked like an old Native American. Its right hand was holding a wooden stick, and its left hand … was holding a flute.
The head of the security department walked step by step toward the statue. Finally, he stopped about two meters in front of it.
Suddenly, he opened his arms and shouted at the statue, "Look! I am standing on your land! "As he said that, he moved closer." This moment! I have waited for too long. "
Then, he pulled down the zipper of his pants and started to pee on the statue …
As he peed, he laughed maniacally. "Ha … Hahahaha … Hahahahaha!"
The few colleagues who stood behind him were stunned. They thought to themselves, "Has the officer lost his mind?"
"Hahaha … Where is your bullsh * t prophecy? Huh? "After the head of the security department finished peeing, he arrogantly shouted at the statue," No one can stop me! No one! "
Unexpectedly, before he could finish, five primary school students walked out from behind a broken wall beside the plaza …
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