Several seconds later, a black humanoid object slowly floated up from the ground. It was about two meters tall, and its body was wrapped in the condensed darkness. It looked like a three-dimensional 'shadow'. However, it was obvious that it was not an optical phenomenon caused by an object blocking out the light but a real entity that existed in a three-dimensional space.
"The puddle outside the river is an analogy." Feng Bujue ignored Sam Montier's lackluster entrance and continued the previous topic. "It would be more appropriate to change it to the whirlpool outside the river of time.
"Even though Einstein said that time and space are illusions in human cognition, they are merely parameters that describe the movement of matter. However, in this magical world, we can treat them as something more realistic. This is something that has to be maintained at all times. Like the water in the river, it is always flowing. If the water stopped flowing, then the river would not be called a river.
"Using this perspective as the basis, since Sam Montier has removed space, he has to remove a part of 'time' as well. Otherwise, everything in this space will be static, including himself. However, the amount of water that he can extract from the 'river' is limited, so he only has thirty minutes. These thirty minutes belong to this city, and it will loop endlessly. Whenever the loop stops, there will be a few seconds of nothingness to act as a buffer. That moment of darkness is the point where the timelines that make up the circle are connected. After the buffer, it will start a new loop. "
The shadow circle under Sam Montier started to move. His human body was moving with the black circle that was connected to his feet. He was getting closer to the five people.
"Brother Bujue, do you have any suggestions?" Wang Tanzhi did not dare act rashly, so he quickly asked.
The others were also waiting for Feng Bujue to say something.
"I don't think we need to do anything special …" Feng Bujue said. "Based on the current plot, the difficulty will not be higher than passing through the door." He added, "Stop interrupting me, I'm not done yet. In conclusion, the descent of darkness is just a phenomenon that happens when the timeline connects; it is not some kind of action that Sam Montier has initiated.
But why did the monsters become stronger every time darkness descended? There is only one reason for that, and that is the short period of darkness that is not part of the time loop. That is when Sam Montier can use his full power. He can only do something in those few seconds, like giving his power to the demons or consuming the humans in the city. Of course, before we arrived, he had already consumed everyone in the city, and we are so-called visitors from another world. He can't consume us. "
"Are you saying that this Sam Montier before us is not that strong? Or at least weaker than the boss that we might encounter after we pass through the Demonic Door? "Long Aomin asked.
"If you want an example, let's say we're inside a balloon and are as weak as ants, while Sam Montier is outside the balloon and is as strong as a human being. There are two dimensions that cannot be crossed between the inside and outside of the balloon. He can't pierce the balloon and can only use his hands to grab blindly through the balloon. What we can see now is only the outline of his fingers on the outside of the balloon. " Feng Bujue stroked his chin and said, "But I personally think … even so, his current strength is definitely not as weak as you said. At least, it would be easy for him to kill us."
"Hey! Then why did you say so much with such ease? Run! "Mr. Loneliest grabbed Ms. Saddest and turned to run.
They only took a few steps when they heard the system announcement. "Worldview solved. Player Feng Bujue obtained 240 Skill Points as a reward. The team can now explore the rules of the scenario in the quest menu."
"If I don't 'say' what I have to say, how am I supposed to get these Skill Points?" Feng Bujue grumbled. "Regarding the solution to the worldview, I have to say it for the system to decide."
The shadow that Sam Montier morphed into was about ten meters away from Feng Bujue, but Feng Bujue still did not plan to run. "Other than that, didn't I say that there is no need to do anything special? Since the Demonic Door has closed …"
The shadow suddenly picked up speed, and the humanoid inside the circle grew several times in size. It morphed into a giant black hand and slammed down on Feng Bujue.
But at the last moment, the hand froze in midair and did not move.
"From the name …" Feng Bujue lowered his head slightly and walked out from under the black hand with ease. "The Master of Time should be someone who will never be late."
Soon, Sam Montier's shadow started to shrink like there was a giant force pulling it into the space on the other side of the pool of shadow.
"One day … you … will … pay … the price … but … it won't be … that long …"
"Hah … That's not good. Normally, when the villain says something like that, it means that the villain will show up again sooner or later." Feng Bujue laughed.
The part of the black shadow that protruded out of the ground struggled wildly like a beast that had fallen into a swamp. Then, it was completely pulled back. Then, the black circular shadow on the ground began to gradually shrink, and after ten seconds, it completely disappeared.
"Travelers from another world, thank you for everything that you've done. After cleansing this place, I can return the water to its source and allow it to flow back into the river of time. "
A voice that was different from Sam Montier's appeared in everyone's minds. This voice was very typical. Most of the older, wiser players in the game had this kind of voice.
"You have obtained the reward from the Master of Time. Please take a look at it in the rating review," the system said.
"Current quest completed. All main quests completed.
"You have completed the scenario. Automatic teleportation in 180 seconds."
The teleportation time for team mode was longer. It looked like the system had considered that the players might need to communicate with each other.
Wang Tanzhi slumped to the ground. His taut nerves relaxed, and his Terror Points returned to the bottom.
Mr. Loneliest and Ms. Saddest sighed in relief. It felt great to have survived until the end of the scenario.
Long Aomin was relatively calm. He put away his weapon and shield. Since there was still one minute left, he turned to Feng Bujue and said, "Brother Feng Bujue." I still have a question that I don't understand. "
Feng Bujue asked, "What is it?"
"It's a question about time," Long Aomin said. Long Aomin said. "Just as you said, ever since we entered the scenario, we have not seen any kind of clock or timer. Then how did you calculate how much time had passed between the two periods of darkness? I remember you said 'about thirty minutes' when we arrived at the Demonic Door. "
"Because I've been keeping track of time." Feng Bujue replied. "Once we entered the scenario, I noticed something strange. Why wasn't there a clock at the subway station? When we reached the surface, I didn't see anything that could keep track of time. After the first darkness, I started to calculate the time. When we reached the police station, the second darkness, according to my calculation, was about thirty minutes. "
"Yes, that's what I want to ask. No clock? How did you keep track of time? " Long Aomin asked.
"By counting," Feng Bujue replied. "I counted in my heart. Three hundred for one, that's five minutes. When I'm not moving, I can count my pulse. Didn't you see how I used my right hand to hold my left hand most of the time? That's a timer that comes with the human body. In that state, I counted seventy-seven beats per minute. " He knew the frequency of his own pulse clearly because he had stayed in the hospital for quite some time. He had gone through many tests, so he was familiar with his body. "Counting the pulse is actually more accurate than counting in my head. Furthermore, you don't need to use your brain to control the frequency. You can call it a lazy method. When your concentration is low, you can alternate between counting in your head and counting in your head. The difference in time won't be that big. If you don't believe me, you can try it at home for half an hour or an hour. During this period, you can do other things to distract yourself. Actually, this is just an exercise that requires patience. "
"There's no need for that … I understand. Thank you for your advice." Not only Long Aomin, even Mr. Saddest and Ms. Saddest looked at Feng Bujue like he was some kind of monster.
Wang Tanzhi had gotten used to it. After all, he had known Feng Bujue for so many years, and he had seen all kinds of things. If someone came to him and told him that aliens had invaded Earth, he would have doubted it, but if someone told him that Feng Bujue was actually an alien, he would have believed it.
"Alright, I won't waste any more time. Everyone, we're about to teleport. Let's part ways here," Feng Bujue said.
Mr. Saddest and Ms. Saddest thanked him and said goodbye to the other three. They morphed into white light and left the scenario.
Long Aomin did not teleport away immediately. After the two disappeared, he said, "Brother Feng, Brother Wang, how about we add each other as friends?"
He did not make this suggestion because he wanted to ride on their coattails. After all, it was still too early to do that. Today was just the first day of the closed beta. Be it professional players, normal players, or casual players, the difference in level would not be that big. Even though Feng Bujue looked like he had the potential to be a pro player, it was hard to say whether he would be able to come online consistently in the future.
Long Aomin wanted to add him as a friend mainly because earlier, Feng Bujue had handed him a piece of excellent equipment without hesitation. Even though the equipment itself was not that valuable, it was hard to trust a stranger unconditionally in this day and age. Based on that alone, it was worth adding him as a friend.
Wang Tanzhi was queuing with Feng Bujue, so of course, Long Aomin would not just add Feng Bujue. Furthermore, from his performance at the Blood Zombie, even though the man was a coward, he was quite good at fighting. Even if he was not a pro player, he would not be a burden.
"Sure, let's chat after we return to the log-in lobby. Let's go check on the settlement first," Feng Bujue replied.
The three said their goodbyes and left the scenario on their own.
Just as all the players left, the Demonic Door suddenly shook like some kind of unknown creature was slamming into the magic door from the other side …
With a flash of white light, Feng Bujue returned to the log-in lobby. The system announcement continued.
"You've reached level 11. Maximum Stamina Points increased to 11001100.
"The title system has been unlocked. You have obtained the title — Cold-blooded Headcracker."
Then, he moved his gaze to the screen on the wall. It showed the settlement after clearing the scenario.
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