"Humph … You do live up to your reputation," the spirit replied with a cold smirk. "… Feng Bujue."
"Haha … You flatter me …" Brother Jue replied with a smile.
"Why are you being so polite with him?" Atobe said. "Furthermore … it is Uncle Worthless who has seen through his disguise, right? You're just saying that in hindsight, aren't you? "
"Hmm … Speaking of which, I'm curious as well. Brother Chai, how did you manage to see through his disguise?" Feng Bujue turned to Uncle Worthless. "Even though I noticed something strange about him, before you grabbed his neck, I really didn't think that he was a fake."
"Actually, I'm not much different from you. Initially, I thought this' Flying Pegasus' was rather weird, but I didn't suspect that he was a fake." When Uncle Worthless spoke, his grip on the spirit did not loosen. "That was until … the man assumed the stance of Flying Pegasus Meteor Punch."
"What?" Feng Bujue was startled when he heard that. A series of memories flashed across his mind, and two seconds later, he realized. "Oh … the stance is not right."
"Huh? That's the reason? "Atobe added.
"Yes, that's the reason," Uncle Worthless said. Uncle Worthless said, "In the Summit Tournament, I've seen the Heavenly Steed's Meteor Punch more than once. His movement was different from the one the spirit mimicked … The real Flying Pegasus, no matter what stance he used, would always have his left hand above his head … "
"Hmm, there's also the angle of the two legs. The right leg is closer to the back, and the angle of the bend is more obvious than the left leg," Feng Bujue added.
"And … it's not just about the stance," Uncle Worthless said. As Uncle Worthless spoke, his gaze under his sunglasses refocused on the face of the imitation spirit. "The Unconstrained Meteor Punch is one of a kind. Even if you search the entire game, no one will be able to replicate its essence. "
"Hey, hey … isn't it just a skill? It's the same no matter who uses it, right? "Atobe did not seem to believe him.
"Of course it's different … You're a professional gamer, how can you not notice this?" Feng Bujue sighed and shook his head. He patted Atobe on his shoulder and explained, "Most of the offensive skills in Thriller Paradise do not have a clear damage value … This is an obvious hidden setting." He paused for a moment before continuing, "It may seem like the same skill, but the effects will definitely be different when used by different people. Even if you have two players of the same level, equipment, and mastery to use the same skill, there will still be a difference in power. "
"In fact, even if it's the same person … under different circumstances, the damage value will fluctuate." Uncle Worthless added, "A subtle movement, a change in breathing rate, or even a change in mentality will affect the final result. Not to mention the effects of physical weakness, injuries, and other factors. "
"So … so that's how it is." Atobe had learned his lesson this time. Even if he died the next second, he had not come to this scenario for nothing.
"Don't be fooled by the fact that Imaginative Pegasus only uses one skill. His strategy is incredibly simple," Uncle Worthless continued. "Actually … he is not as simple as he looks. His Meteor Punch can be said to be one of the best skills in the game. His use of this skill had already reached the point of perfection. He can unleash as much destructive power as he wants, from D to A rank. "
"No wonder … when I was fighting with him, I felt like his punches were getting stronger and stronger …" Hong Hu pushed his glasses up and mumbled to himself. "He can reach such a level after using the same skill so many times …"
"Don't think too much about it … We won't be able to copy his method." Uncle Worthless's eyes shifted slightly. "Everyone has their own unique talent … In terms of talent, Imaginative Pegasus might not be that good, and his brain is not as good as yours. From the perspective of a professional gamer, he is definitely not some kind of genius. Because he only relies on his instinct, hard work, and a bit of luck. " He smiled. "But he won the championship of the Tournament for the Best and defeated all of us. Ha … that is something that no one can replicate. "
"Wait a minute!" The Mimic Soul shouted. (It could still speak normally even though it was being strangled. Its dying state was just a disguise.) "From the moment you came to the island, I've been following you in secret and observing your words and actions. In terms of posture … my posture is the same as what Imaginative Pegasus did in the taunting forest! What's the difference? My left hand is on top, and my right leg is slightly … "
"The extent of your body's spread out and the trajectory of your limbs are different." Feng Bujue interrupted him. "It's like two gymnasts performing the same set of technical movements. As long as you observe closely enough, even an outsider can see the difference." He shrugged. "Of course … I couldn't see through you either." He pointed at Uncle Worthless. "The one who saw through you and attacked you immediately … was him. I just figured it out after the fact. You were defeated by Uncle Worthless's instantaneous judgment and courage. "
What he said was true. If it were not for Uncle Worthless's decisiveness, the Imitation Soul would not have revealed its flaws so quickly. Even Brother Jue and Hong Hu would need more clues or other opportunities to see through its disguise.
"Okay … Since it has come to this, I can only accept this result." The Imitation Soul seemed to have admitted defeat. "You did a good job. This is the first time … that I've been exposed in such a short time." It paused. "Now, can you put me down and talk?"
"It depends on the situation," Uncle Worthless replied in a low voice. As he spoke, he tightened his grip on the Imitation Soul.
"Don't worry, I won't resist. To be honest, I don't think I can defeat you, "the Imitation Soul said in a relaxed tone.
"What if you run away?" Brother Jue asked.
"Humph … If I wanted to run away, I would have done so long ago. None of you can stop me." The Imitation Soul turned to Brother Jue and said, "You've seen my kind before. You should know our abilities."
Brother Jue thought for a while and asked tentatively, "Aldan?"
"Yes, that's him," the Imitation Soul replied. "Although our abilities are slightly different, I can also teleport."
Feng Bujue did not say anything. He took half a step forward and gave Uncle Worthless a look.
Uncle Worthless nodded and let go of his grip.
After the Imitation Soul landed, it rubbed its neck and pretended to catch its breath. "Then … Let's talk about a deal, travelers from another world."
Feng Bujue cut to the chase. "Tell me, what do you want?"
The Imitation Soul smiled and replied, "Hehe, I only have two requests …" Its eyes scanned the players' faces. "First, I want a treasure that you have on you." At this point, the system announcement appeared in the players' ears. "A treasure is an item that is above excellent quality, but you are not allowed to give away items that you obtained in the scenario." "You can give me anything, as long as it's an item with magic power."
Its first request was not for itself but to help the Imitation Hand return to its original state. The Imitation Soul needed a magic item from the 'other world' to complete its spell and save its comrades.
"Second …" the Imitation Soul continued. "I want to hear a ghost story. You can tell it to me, but it has to be scary enough."
This request was to satisfy its own need.
When he heard this, Uncle Worthless turned to look at his three teammates and said calmly, "Just kill it."
"Hey!" the Imitation Soul roared.
"Don't be hasty," Feng Bujue said. "Let it finish first …" He paused for a second. "… It won't be too late to kill it after that."
As an NPC, the Imitation Soul was under a lot of pressure, but it had to finish its sentence. "Hmm … As long as you fulfill my request, I will naturally provide the corresponding reward. There are three things that I can do for you, but you can only choose one of them … "At this point, it paused for a moment before continuing." The three things are … One, tell me the whereabouts of Unrestrained Pegasus and open the path to the next floor for you. Two, directly transport the four of you to the altar at the bottom of the temple. Three, bring Unrestrained Pegasus to you immediately. "Then, it smiled mysteriously." Of course, you can reject the deal. If that's the case, I'll leave immediately, and you'll have to pray for yourself. "
"Hmm … We need to discuss this before we make a decision," Hong Hu replied.
"Do as you wish." The Imitation Soul extended its hand and made a 'please' gesture.
Feng Bujue was not worried that the Imitation Soul would run away. He waved his hands to signal for his teammates to come over. Therefore, the group followed him to the other corner of the stone room and started to whisper among themselves.
"I feel like there's some kind of conspiracy going on …" Atobe said. "Since it said that it can teleport, why is it negotiating with us? It can just run away. "
"No, I think it's reasonable." Feng Bujue denied. "I have indeed seen a creature of the same race as it. Even though they look slightly different, there is no doubt that they are the same kind of lifeform." "The one that I've seen before can teleport, and it can bring others with it. The key thing is … that guy also likes to listen to ghost stories. "
"From how I see it … it's not that complicated," Hong Hu said. "To put it bluntly, this is just a plot choice. When Brother Chai saw through the NPC's disguise, the plot was triggered." He paused for a second before continuing. "Actually, this trade is still fair. As long as we hand over an excellent item and tell a zero cost story, we will be able to get one of the three rewards."
"I also agree to the trade," Uncle Worthless said. "But the current problem is … which reward should we choose?"
"The first one …" Atobe said instantly. "If we choose the second one, won't it mean that we've abandoned Brother Ma? And the third one … even though we will be able to meet up with Brother Ma immediately, the situation will return to how it was several minutes ago. "
"Wrong."
Suddenly, Brother Jue used a confident tone to say that he was wrong.
"Huh?" Ambitionist, who was beside him, was stunned. "What's wrong? Atobe's analysis is quite reasonable. "
"Is that so?" Feng Bujue said. "Then I have a question … after you find out about Brother Ma's whereabouts, what will you do?"
"Of course, we will go find him," Atobe replied.
"Do you know the way to this temple? Or have you seen the map of this place? "
"Er …"
Feng Bujue used two sentences to stun the man, and he was not done yet. "Even if you really have the complete map of the temple, how can you guarantee that Brother Ma will stay where he is and wait for you to find him?"
"Wait a minute …" Atobe said. "How do you know that Brother Ma will be inside this temple? Perhaps he is somewhere else … "
"Impossible," Feng Bujue interrupted. "If he was somewhere else, he would have been killed already, wouldn't he?"
"Er … That's not right!" Atobe said. "The five of us entered the temple together. When we passed through the moving door, Brother Ma was not the first and not the last. He never left our sight, so the mimicking spirit had no chance to switch him …"
"Because he was swapped when he was outside," Feng Bujue said calmly.
"Then why do you say he will be inside the temple?" Atobe was confused.
"You'll understand if you think about it … There is only one time for the switch," Feng Bujue said. "And that is when all four of you were turned into Shadow Rubbings and I had not returned to the team yet." He glanced at the mimicking spirit on the other side of the stone room. "At that time, it completed the switch with the Hand of Copying." He paused for a moment, then said, "The method is very simple. The Hand of Copying will release Brony from the shadow, then the Imitation Soul will immediately grab Brony and teleport him to a certain place in the temple. Then it moved back and used its shapeshifting power to disguise itself as a Shadow Rubbings, lying on the ground … "
At this point, Brother Jue scoffed. "Humph … Now that I think about it, these guards are much smarter than I thought. They have already considered the possibility of the Hand of Copying losing to me. Even though the chance of that is very low, they still prepared a backup plan …"
At this moment, Hong Hu asked, "Then, you mean … we should choose the third option?"
"If I'm not mistaken, the third option is the death option …" Feng Bujue narrowed his eyes. "No, to be precise, it's a team-wipe option … After choosing it, the chance of the five of us being trapped inside this stone room is very high."
"Then … you mean the second option is better?" Uncle Worthless asked.
"Of course." Feng Bujue said matter-of-factly. "Do you still remember the situation when we completed the previous mission?" Without waiting for his teammates to answer, he continued. "When we arrive at the destination, the time limit on the player will be removed, and the mission will be considered completed. As for the next mission, it would only be triggered after the maximum time limit of the previous main mission had been reached and a buffer period had been set aside.
In other words … by choosing the second option, the four of us will complete the current main mission and will no longer be threatened by the time limit. Even if the time limit is over and the four of us are not next to the altar, we will not be killed because our mission has already been 'completed.'
Under this premise, we only need to leave one person to wait at the altar, and the others can search for Brother Ma's whereabouts without worry.
The worst result … we still can't find him after two hours, and he can't reach the altar on his own. If that happens, we will only lose one person. The rest of us can still return to the bottom floor and continue to clear the scenario. "
Feng Bujue finished in one breath. He took a breath and said, "In comparison, choosing the first option seems unreasonable. We are both looking for a target that is likely to be moving in an unfamiliar environment. Why not start from the end while ensuring our own safety?
Also, don't forget to consider the problem from Brother Ma's perspective. He entered the temple earlier than us, but he received the second mission at the same time as us. When he received the new mission, he would have understood after taking a look at the team tab — the four of us have also arrived at the temple and have not been killed.
At that time, no matter where he is, he will start to move down. This is because he knows very well that instead of aimlessly searching for his teammates in this maze-like place, it is better for him to meet up with us at the end. Perhaps … he is already quite close to the altar.
If we choose the third option … even if it doesn't result in us being wiped out, it will undoubtedly be a trap for him. Then, as Atobe said, we will return to the awkward situation of the five of us being trapped in an enclosed space. "
After Feng Bujue said that, his teammates were enlightened. After a few more words of discussion, the four soon came to a consensus.
They quickly returned to the mimicking spirit's side and surrounded it like a group of ruffians harassing innocent women on the street.
"We've come to a decision. We'll choose the second option," Feng Bujue said.
"Oh?" The mimicking spirit's tone was one of surprise, but it quickly changed into a sarcastic tone. "Humph … Are you going to abandon your teammates? What a bunch of heartless people."
"Here's a treasure for you." Feng Bujue ignored the other party's words and took out Mario's Wrench from his inventory. He passed it to the mimicking spirit. "Take it."
Today, the wrench that had been Brother Jue's main close-combat weapon was finally going to leave him. As his level and power increased, this weapon became more and more useless.
In terms of close-combat, Feng Bujue could use his fists and kicks to unleash powerful attacks. Furthermore, he had the Blade of Must-Penetrate, a perfect weapon.
In terms of usage, the WJQ-308 Military Shovel had all the functions of a tool, and that included the wrench.
Furthermore, after the update, Mario's Wrench had become a bound item, so it was impossible to sell it at the Auction House.
Brother Jue had the intention to retire this item from the stage of history, but due to the significance of this item, he had been hesitating. It was the first Excellent-quality item that he had drawn from the extra reward.
However, now was not a bad time. Instead of using this item to fill the 'disintegrator', why not use it to contribute to the team?
"Humph … Then I shall accept it." The mimicking spirit accepted the wrench and shoved it into its chest, storing it inside its body.
"Then … please listen to my ghost story," Feng Bujue said.
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