"Don't think that you can be so arrogant just because you killed Poorpoorpoorpoorpoorpoorpoorpoorpoorpoorpoorpoorpoorpoorpoorpoorpoorpoorpoorpoorpoorpoorpoorpoorpoorpoorpoorpoorpoorpoorpoorpoorpoorpoorpoorpoorpoorpoorpoorpoorpoorpoorpoorpoorpoorpoorpoorpoorpoorpoorpoorpoorpoorpoorpoorpoorpoorpoorpoorpoorpoorpoorpoorpoorpoorpoorpoorpoorpoorpoorpoorpoorpoorpoorpoorpoorpoorpoorpoorpoorpoorpoorpoorpoorpoorpoorpoorpoorpoorpoorpoorpoorpoorpoorpoorpoorpoorpoorpoorpoorpoorpoorpoor Shorty Shorty said loudly, "My strength is on a completely different level from theirs!"
"Not only is the entire sentence not intimidating, but it's also filled with negative energy …" Feng Bujue muttered.
"The armor I'm wearing is specially made for me by Professor Biu. Compared to what the two of them are wearing … there's a world of difference in performance," Shorty continued.
"In the end, it's just a difference in the performance of the armor …" Brother Jue replied. "What's there to be proud of? Is this your 'strength'? This was the strength of the Doctor! Also … are you sure the doctor didn't 'specially make' you because you're short? "
"Hmph … I know that all of you must be thinking that it's possible to defeat such an opponent as long as the three of us work together, right?" The shorty continued.
"No …" Feng Bujue replied, "I think the Break Dancer alone is enough to kill you. I'll just dance with the Tap Monster …"
Shorty was still daydreaming, completely ignoring Brother Jue's ridicule. "Hahahahaha … But you've miscalculated! I have specially brought the elite troops developed by the Doctor — the IWNBB Battle Robot Army. "
"What the hell is that …" Brother Jue narrowed his eyes. He had a bad premonition.
"By the way, the full name of IWNBB is I _ Will _ Never _ Be _ Back." The shorty continued.
"Might as well name it 'The Terminator'! Does the creator know that it's impossible to return alive? "Feng Bujue roared.
"Hahaha … Do you feel despair now? Foolish heroes! "Shorty Shorty laughed loudly.
"Despair! It was simply 'Terminating Life and Death'! Even I think you're hopeless! "Feng Bujue didn't know what expression he should use to face the villains on this planet.
It should be noted that although the tone of this universe was similar to this, it did not mean that all aliens had low IQ. The reason why Feng Bujue was experiencing such a pain in the ass was only because of the arrangement of the "system."
After all, this was the first part of the story after he entered the free exploration mode, so the difficulty was naturally at the "newbie" level. Therefore … the enemy's intelligence was very low, and it was very easy to gain the trust of the NPCs. Let's put it this way … for this trip, even if Brother Jue watched the entire process, he would still be able to smoothly reach the next plot point, and there would definitely be a safe house there.
Of course, not only Feng Bujue, all the players in Thriller Paradise faced the same difficulty when they entered free exploration mode for the first time.
This was because the scenario worlds in this mode were not generated by the system based on the player's data but actual multiverse. Therefore, the system could not adjust the difficulty like normal scenarios, so … it came up with a more relaxed arrangement.
Such a setting could effectively prevent noobs (some of them would still be noobs even if they were maxed out) from accidentally stepping on the Creator's cockroach pet the moment they entered this universe, causing them to be unable to survive … forced to change universes, and eventually complain to customer service.
"Let's go! IWNBB Army! "Shorty Shorty proudly finished his opening speech and ordered the mechanical army to charge over.
With his order, the robots moved at high speed and got into formation.
But …
Billie _ Jean _ Is _ Not _ My _ Lover
【Shes_Just_A_Girl_Who_Claims_That_I_Am_The_One】
Butt _ the _ Kid _ Is _ Not _ My _ Son
The song … started. This time, it was Michael Jackson's classic Billie _ Jean. For some reason, the song skipped to the last part, which was the part that repeatedly emphasized 'the child is not mine'.
The breakdancer danced to the music and pretended to take off his hat. Just this movement brought out a force that was as powerful as a landslide, and it knocked the formation of the mechanical army all over the place.
Then, the breakdancer started a mechanical dance that was filled with passion. His dance steps were very similar to MJ's, and they matched perfectly with the rhythm. This was especially true when he grabbed and twisted his hips. It was incredibly powerful, and every time he used it, it would release a surge of energy that could at least cause a small explosion.
Thirty seconds … Dr. Dewy's IWNBB Elite Unit (if they were really elites) only lasted for this short amount of time before they were wiped out. Only Shorty Shorty was left standing in the middle of the street.
"Hmm … You're stronger than I thought …" Shorty's sweat flowed down his face like a waterfall. "But … I believe that the doctor's armor can definitely defeat you!"
There was a reason for his confidence. At the very least, he didn't lose his life in the previous attack because he was wearing armor. However …
Butt _ the _ Kid _ Is _ Not _ My _ Son!
When the last line of the lyrics sounded, the breakdancer turned around and did a moonwalk, leaving behind afterimages. In an instant, he flashed to Shorty's side. Then, he raised his arm horizontally and pointed his finger sideways, causing the opponent to explode into pieces with a single blow.
The music stopped abruptly. The breakdancer turned around and said to his two companions, "Where were we?"
Feng Bujue let out a long sigh and walked forward. Kicking Strange Guest shrugged and followed. For these three, the scene of the massacre just now was just a small interlude on their way forward …
"It should be Grade B now …" Feng Bujue said as he walked. He was more confident now and walked to the front of the three.
"Oh, right …" The breakdancer continued. "Grade B crisis refers to 'criminal activities that may destroy a star system'. Incidents of this level have to be taken over by the Space Super Alliance. The standard procedure is … to have a hero of star system level and above lead the team to deal with it. The team must have no less than five people. Except for some special circumstances, such as needing the ability of a specific hero, Grade B incidents generally do not allow city-level heroes to participate. "
He paused for a few seconds before saying, "Next … is Grade A crisis, which is' a major crisis that may destroy multiple star systems'. Fortunately, this kind of situation rarely happens. According to the time on Earth, it happens once every three to five years on average. "
"Hey hey … that's frequent enough …" Feng Bujue said.
The breakdancer was still talking. "To trigger this kind of crisis, it is usually a small group made up of many supervillains. If it's an individual … then it's basically at Frieza's level."
"Hey … you don't know about the Avengers, but you know about Frieza?" Feng Bujue muttered.
"Hey, you were born on Earth. You should have read that comic, right?" The breakdancer asked. "Niao Haiming's Dragon Sign is a classic."
"What is that? Both the author and the name of the comic are problematic, right? Why is Frieza's name the only one that hasn't been changed? " Although there were thousands of alpacas galloping in his heart, Brother Bujue still pretended to be calm and replied, "Ah … I've read some."
"Oh … haha, that seems to be a bit off topic." Break Dancer smiled and continued, "In short, the strategy to deal with an A-level crisis is generally to have a Universal-level hero lead the team, and the team has no less than ten members. Except for special circumstances, planetary and city-level heroes are not qualified to join the team."
"Oh …" Feng Bujue replied. "By the way, you said there are seven levels, but from F to A, there are only six … could it be …"
"That's right, there's also Grade S crises," the breakdancer replied. The breakdancer replied. "That is … a catastrophic event that is enough to cause the extinction of all intelligent life in the universe."
Step Strange interrupted at this time. "So far, there has only been one known Grade S crisis … It was to deal with that incident that the heroes in the universe united and formed the Universal Superhero Alliance."
"That's right." The breakdancer continued. "The heroes who survived that crisis were the first members of the Supreme Council of the Alliance." He paused for a moment. "But that is a long story, and there are many details that we are not very clear about. If there is time, let's talk about it later."
While they were talking, they walked a lot of distance. Not long after, the three of them successfully arrived at the office building of the trashy planet's government.
Looking up, this building was at least one hundred stories high. The structure was in the shape of a Christmas tree, and the whole body was cast in dark metal. From the perspective of an Earthling, this building was indeed a wonder and a magnificent sight.
At this time, Feng Bujue had already given up on the idea of "planning, layout" and the like. With the help of the two aliens beside him, he only needed to make such a plan. "Let's … break in?"
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