"Ha!" When the mission announcement came, Feng Bujue put down the gun in his hand and fired another Wild Ball Punch at an empty spot.
"Again?" Atobe asked.
"Ah … Of course, the skill has a cooldown of one hour." Feng Bujue replied. "Actually, I wanted to fire it earlier … but it was only for a few minutes, so there was no need to be so careful, so I decided to explain it to you first."
"By the way, what is the use of this skill?" Atobe asked. "The cooldown is one hour, but it doesn't look that powerful."
"Humph … How did you know this is an offensive skill?" Feng Bujue purposely asked.
"Then, this skill is …" Atobe guessed. "A skill that permanently increases one's attribute?" He said half-jokingly. "Could it be … that every time you do that, it will slightly increase one of your hidden attributes?"
"Oh? You managed to see through that. Not bad. " Feng Bujue lied without batting an eyelid. "Fine, then I'll tell you. Actually … every time I use this skill, something on my body will grow a little longer …"
"If that 'something' you're talking about is moral integrity, then that's great …" Atobe looked at his Brother Jue with condescension.
"That's enough. If you want to chat, wait until the quest is over …" Ambitionist interrupted the two who were bickering and reminded them, "Based on the completion of the last quest, the difficulty of this one will definitely not be low … There won't be much time left for us."
"Of course, this is a Nightmare Difficulty Team Dungeon." Feng Bujue turned around to answer. "Every step we take is like walking on a tightrope. Our lives are hanging by a thread …"
"If you know, then help us find the way. Time waits for no one." Uncle Worthless took out a flashlight and started to search for the path to the next floor.
"There's no need." Feng Bujue picked up the catapult on the ground and aimed the searchlight at a corner of the space. "I found it when I was talking to you."
Hearing this, everyone looked in the direction he was pointing and saw the entrance to the next floor — another movable door.
Let me briefly explain the surrounding environment …
The four walls and floor of the room that the players were in were made of gray stone bricks. The area was about eighty square meters. Although the ceiling of the stone room was conical, there were no pillars or beams to support the room.
In the area illuminated by Feng Bujue's light, there was a moveable door embedded in the ground (one meter long and one meter wide, a small metal door that could be opened with a push, and would automatically return to normal after a few seconds of stopping). Its appearance was no different from the one at the entrance above, except that it was on the ground.
"Wow … Brother Feng, you're quite efficient," Uncle Worthless said.
"You flatter me." Feng Bujue replied lightly.
"By the way, did you guys notice something?" At this moment, Heavenly Steed Soaring Skies, who had an extremely long reflex arc, said, "Generally speaking, 'Current Quest Completed' and 'Main Quest Updated', these two notifications should appear together. But this time … there was a gap of about ten minutes. "
"Ah, of course, I noticed that." Feng Bujue replied. "I believe … the system needs to leave some buffer time between the two 'time-limited quests'."
"Is that really necessary?" Uncle Worthless asked. "Since this is Nightmare Difficulty, it's normal for the system to give us time-limited quests one after another, right?"
"It's necessary," Hong Hu answered. "Because the system needs time to complete the 'erasure'." He paused before continuing. "You said it yourself, this is a Nightmare Difficulty … so why would it allow the players to die so easily? I believe the 'erasure' mentioned in the quest description is not as simple as turning the players into white light and sending them out of the scenario. "His eyes shifted." I'm afraid … the system will arrange an even more despairing and painful death. "
"Yes, for example … a pile of feces suddenly falls from the sky, lands on your face, and seals all of your powers. You'll only be able to leave the scenario when you're suffocating. "Feng Bujue added with a dark expression.
"Haha …" Hong Hu chuckled and ignored his Brother Jue's comment. He turned to walk to the trapdoor, squatted down, and said, "Since the start of the scenario, I've been the only one who hasn't explored the path, right? Then this time, I'll go down first. "Then, he took out a flashlight from his inventory and pushed open the trapdoor on the ground.
"Hmm … It looks like a room similar to this one." Ambitionist used the flashlight to shine down and then turned back to say, "I'll be going down first." Before he finished, he leaped to the side and jumped down from the trapdoor.
The sound of his landing was soft and steady.
Several seconds later, Hong Hu called out, "It's clear, you can all go now."
Therefore, the other four filed through the trapdoor and entered the stone room on the lower floor.
The area of this stone room was exactly the same as the one above. The only difference was that the ceiling of this floor was not a raised spire, but a flat stone ceiling.
"Look over there." After his teammates stood still, Hong Hu raised his flashlight and shone it at the side of the stone room. "That … doesn't it look suspicious no matter how you look at it?"
Everyone turned to look and saw the object that Hong Hu was pointing at.
…
(The part about the 'special restraining measures' has been omitted because it has little to do with the main text.)
Item Number: SCP-645
Item Safety Level: Safe
Description: SCP-645 is a large Pavonazzetto marble disc-shaped object with a human face embedded in it (of course, it is also made of marble). It looks like the so-called Mouth of Truth carved in the Cathedral of Santa Maria Cosmedina in Rome, Italy (see the movie Roman Holiday for details). The mouth and eyes are empty holes.
Whenever you place your hand inside SCP-645's mouth, you will feel warm and moist.
SCP-645 has to be cleaned after each activation.
When anyone puts their hand inside the Maw of Truth, if they lie, they will awaken the statue and cause their hand to be bitten off by SCP-645 and then swallowed … The swallowed limbs have disappeared to unknown places, and a probe inside the statue showed that it has no esophagus.
…
"This looks like the Maw of Truth," Atobe commented as he looked at the statue. He had been to Europe before and visited the real Maw of Truth, so he recognized it.
"Oh, I think I've seen it in an old movie before," Imaginative Horse added.
"Actually," Uncle Worthless said, "we don't necessarily need to touch it, right?" He pointed at the other side of the stone room. The door that led to the next floor was in the direction he was pointing at. "Our goal is to reach the bottom floor, so … we only need to pass through these entrances that lead down. For weird things like that, it's best if we don't touch them. "
"You're right," Feng Bujue said, but his body … had already reached the statue.
"Hey! Then why are you walking over there? "Hong Hu asked.
"To look for equipment." Feng Bujue replied matter-of-factly. "This kind of blind spot that can be ignored has a high chance of hiding a reward." As he spoke, he reached his hand into the statue's mouth. "As the saying goes, 'The only path is filled with traps, and the best treasure chest is hidden in the alley.' This is the rule of the game. You're professionals, but this bit of common sense … Ah! "
Before he finished, Brother Jue's expression shifted, and he screamed.
"What's wrong?" Flying Horse was the first to jump forward. He put on his' heroic face 'and got into a fighting stance. "Have you been bitten? Do you want to try Meteor Punch? "
"Punch your ass! Do you always use Meteor Punch to solve any situation? "Feng Bujue's reply was quite loud. It looked like he was fine.
"Ah … As the saying goes, if you can't solve a problem, you'll have to ascend a dragon …" Brother Ma replied seriously.
"That's a sarcastic comment! And it's Rising Dragon Punch! It's not Meteor Punch! "Feng Bujue yelled.
"Alright … Let's not argue about something so pointless …" Uncle Worthless used both of his hands to rub his temples. His head was starting to hurt. "What happened?"
"I seem to have touched something …" Feng Bujue replied quickly. "It's a spherical object. Its surface is smooth, and its size is about the size of a tennis ball. In any case, when I touched it, my hand was bitten."
"Then try to let go of it," Atobe said.
"I can't. The part in front of my elbow has been completely bitten to death." Feng Bujue replied. "And I can't pull my hand out …" He paused. "It feels like … if I try to force it, my hand will shatter."
"Sigh … This is what it means to have a cheap hand." Hong Hu shook his head with a sigh. "And you said something like 'the road is filled with traps, and the best treasure chest is hidden in the alley' … In my opinion, it's more like 'a hero who falls to his death, a person who drowns in the river'. Who told you to be so smug?"
"Answer — My — One — Question —" Suddenly, a muffled voice came from the mouth of the statue. Every word it spat out was dragged out (the dashes in the statue's words will be omitted later). "I'll let you go."
Hearing that, the group looked at each other, but no one said anything.
"Hmm … Go ahead." Feng Bujue hesitated for two seconds before agreeing.
"You have to tell me the truth, or else I'll bite your hand off," the statue said again.
"Sure," Feng Bujue replied.
Brother Jue was not afraid of his hand being bitten off because he still had a few SCP-500 pills in his inventory. His Life Points were almost full, so he would not die from injury. In any case, the worst-case scenario was losing a pill and an unknown item that he had not obtained yet.
"Then, listen carefully …" the statue asked.
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