After leaping for some distance, Feng Bujue turned back to look.
Even though they were not that far away, his teammates were already a blur. Obviously, the clouds of stench in the air did not just stink; they also had the effect of reducing one's visibility.
"Hmm … The visibility sure is low," Brother Jue said to himself. Then he looked around. "I should try to memorize the location first."
After all, he had played Thriller Paradise for two months. Even a complete newbie would have gained some gaming experience, much less Feng Bujue.
Now, Brother Jue had invented a unique 'map memorization method'.
The method was to split up the memory. Using a relatively large area as the boundary, he found a relatively empty spot to stand still, looked around, and memorized a few details. This way, he basically used the whole area as a puzzle and placed it in his mind. After repeating this several times, he would be able to construct many pieces of the puzzle in his mind. Then, through the relationship between the pieces, he would be able to slowly recall the complete map.
For example, this swamp terrain might be difficult for others to remember, but for him, it was easy to recognize.
Of course … there were only two types of maps that Feng Bujue could not remember. The first type was the identical space that was constantly repeating and had barriers between them (for example, doors). The second type was the random, chaotic space that had no obvious pattern and could not be turned back normally (for example, the same door would lead to another place if it was opened a second time).
To make a long story short, Feng Bujue used his method of memorizing and moving further and further away from this dangerous place filled with feces.
About ten minutes later, something strange happened.
"Er …"
"Ah …"
Groans came one after another. It sounded like there were both male and female, and there were some strange, animal-like wails mixed in.
(To not cause any misunderstanding, I have to clarify that the 'groans' here are not the kind that makes one want to move but the kind that is very scary.)
"Hmm … It did appear …" Feng Bujue mumbled. He used the special effect of Void Walk to stop in midair and looked down.
Arms covered in stains poked out of the dung swamp below. The muddy hands were like claws, and their knuckles were twisted. They kept reaching up and grabbing like they were looking for a lifeline.
The despairing wails came out from the bottom of the swamp with bubbles. It was like a curse that kept pouring into the players' ears. It made one's hair stand on end.
But … Feng Bujue would not feel chills down his spine. He continued to calmly analyze the situation before him.
"Since an event has been triggered, it means that there is something ahead." He cautiously kept his feet out of the range of the arms, and his eyes moved slowly. "There are no more forks in this path. There is only one path that leads down …" He looked down the muddy path. "And this path does not lead to the main mission …" He was sure of that because the direction that Uncle Worthless and the rest had taken was obviously the opposite of this path. "Ha … This means that I'm already very close … What could it be?"
Actually, there were only three possibilities that he could run into. One, a reward item; two, a gateway to a new area; and three, a death trap.
Of course, Feng Bujue knew that as well. He had come for the first possibility. Without being able to verify the result, the one-third risk was worth the risk. Furthermore, he had insurance …
Brother Jue cleverly took out the Bell of Jin Gang from his inventory and activated its third special effect: a five-minute 'death warning'.
Theoretically speaking, with his current ability, even if he ran into a very powerful monster, he should be able to escape unscathed. But Brother Jue was just that cautious. For any plan, as long as the conditions allowed, he would leave a way out or make sure that he was as safe as he could.
This kind of decisiveness at the most crucial moment was the difference between a pro and a normal player. For normal players, a choice that did not matter much was decisive in the eyes of experienced and sensitive players. If it ended up being a game over just to save one or two skills or items, then the loss would outweigh the gain.
Ding Ling … Ding Ling … Ding Ling … The sound of the bell rang, but it was not urgent.
"Hmm … Sounds like it's fine." Feng Bujue muttered. "This frequency …" He looked down at the arms. "… should be targeting these guys." He continued to move forward, but his speed had obviously slowed down. "Ah … A soul that drowned in feces must have a deep grudge. If they catch us, we'll probably die instantly …"
He was right. In this place, as long as the players were caught by the arms, they would definitely be dragged down. No matter how strong they were, it would not matter. The strong could only struggle for a little while longer, but this kind of struggle … would only make them feel more despair …
After walking for a while, there was only one stretch of the mudstone path. The air in front of them was getting murkier and hotter.
Even the moonlight in the sky was getting hazy. This haze was not due to the change in the color of the sky, but it was a unique effect of the scene. In the setting, the lighting in this area was relatively dark.
"Oh … Is that it?" Feng Bujue's tone was as warm as water, and his face was as calm as an ancient well.
When he said this, he had already reached the end of the mudstone path. There was a round mudstone with a radius of about five meters. The arms that reached out from the swamp obviously could not reach the middle of the mudstone.
However, Feng Bujue did not stand on it. He chose to stop in midair and focus on the only thing in the middle of the mudstone — an electric razor.
Yes, it was an electric shaver. With Feng Bujue's vision in-game, he could see its appearance clearly.
The thing was placed flat in the middle of the mudstone, and there were no footprints around it. No matter how he looked at it … this scene was inexplicable. This inconspicuous everyday item was incongruous with the environment and setting of the scenario. This incongruity … was like finding the carcass of a penguin in the desert or finding a pair of boxers in a fridge.
However, this was Thriller Paradise; anything was possible. Even an old phone could be a divine weapon that could slay gods and demons, much less an electric razor.
"So, this is the reward …" Feng Bujue mumbled to himself. "Hmm … Before touching it, I should try to take a look at its attributes."
He braced himself and stood unhurriedly on the muddy ground. His attention was on high alert, and he stood there unhurriedly. After he stood still, he did not bend down but slowly squatted down. He maintained a posture that suggested he could jump or roll at any moment.
Finally, when he was about twenty centimeters away, the item description appeared.
Item Name: Chuck Norris' Razor
Item Type: Other
Quality: Legendary
Special Effect: Give you a cool appearance.
Can be taken out of the scenario: Yes
Remark: One of the items from the CN series. It records one of the 100 well-known facts about Chuck Norris. It will be bound to you after you pick it up.
— There is actually no chin behind Chuck Norris' beard. There is only another fist there. "
"Huh?" Feng Bujue was confused. "What is this? What do you mean by 'give you a cool appearance'? " He could only complain about the item description. "The CN series means the Chuck Norris series, right? Could it be that there are one hundred similar items in this game?"
Even though Brother Jue had his suspicions, the legendary status was irresistible. Furthermore, this was something that could be taken out of the scenario, so there was no reason for him to not pick it up.
Therefore, Feng Bujue made a decision that he would soon regret … He picked up the item.
He did not know that once he picked it up, he would trigger a very scary plot — the hidden boss battle at Devil's Maw Island.
Indeed, the spot that Feng Bujue was standing at was the spawn point of the hidden boss. Brother Jue only realized after the fact that … this place was actually a very hidden and difficult to reach location.
In a place like the Ghost's Swamp, where staying one second longer would make one feel uncomfortable, it was hard to imagine that … someone would purposely take this kind of path. Even if someone did accidentally wander this way, they would be stopped by the arms that reached out from the swamp. This was because, under normal circumstances, the players would walk on the muddy path. To avoid the pulling of the arms and walk on the ground to reach this place, one would have to be extremely skilled.
However, Feng Bujue had managed to reach this place easily with his legendary boots. The advantage of his equipment allowed him to be in a relatively safe position, and that was why the Bell of Jin Gang had not rung.
In any case, be it coincidence or fate … this was how it happened.
Boom boom boom!
A very heavy sound was heard. It sounded like the sound of cement being mixed.
"Hmm?" Feng Bujue had just placed the razor in his inventory when he heard the sound.
After only half a second of hesitation, he turned around and leaped back several feet, floating three meters in the air. His gaze was like a bolt of lightning, sweeping across the surroundings like a gust of wind …
Soon, Brother Jue located the source of the sound.
In front of the circular muddy ground, there was a whirlpool in the swamp that did not have any path.
Boom boom boom … Boom boom boom …
The sound became more and more urgent, and the whirlpool spun faster and faster.
Suddenly, a giant hand reached out from the center of the whirlpool, creating waves of feces that filled the sky.
At that moment, Feng Bujue used Geppo and leaped backward, barely evading the rain of filth that fell from the sky.
At the same time, another sound came from behind him.
Ring ring ring ring ring ring …
The Bell of Jin Gang was a hand-cranked bell, but it was vibrating at a high frequency like an electric bell …
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