When the person got closer, the three finally saw … it was Brother Ma.
At that moment, Flying Horse was covered in dust, and he looked like a mess. He held a silver torch in his hand, and the tip of the torch was burning with a green flame.
"Hmm?" Brother Ma soon saw his teammates. "It is you guys. When I saw the flashlight, I knew it was you guys."
"Are you okay?" Uncle Worthless asked.
"I'm fine. We ran into some monsters and traps on the way, but I didn't lose much Life Points," Flying Horse replied.
The four exchanged a few simple words and then turned to head toward the Ritual Hall.
Along the way, Uncle Worthless and the rest explained what happened after they ran into Feng Bujue, and Flying Horse shared his experience. Just as Brother Jue predicted, Imaginative Pegasus was indeed teleported away when the four of them were trapped. Of course, he did not know about the switch, and he had no idea why he was suddenly transported to the temple.
They chatted as they walked, and soon, they reached the Ritual Hall. After stepping through the arched door, they saw Feng Bujue and the mimicking soul next to the altar.
Ten minutes had passed, but the two of them were still chatting, and they looked like they were in the middle of a conversation.
"Oh, you guys are back so soon." When Brother Jue saw his four teammates, he stopped the conversation with the mimicking soul and turned to his teammates. "I told you I was right to choose the second option. Now, the mission has been completed easily."
"Hmm … Since you're all here …" The mimicking soul scanned the players and said, "It's about time for me to leave."
"You're not going to chat anymore?" Feng Bujue asked.
"Humph … Don't treat me like an idiot, Feng Bujue," the mimicking soul said. "I know what you're planning. I'm just playing along with you so that you won't worry."
"Hehe … alright …" Feng Bujue smiled. "Then … forgive me for not seeing you off."
"I don't need you to send me off …" At this point, the Mimic Soul seemed to have thought of something, and it continued, "I see that you're quite a sensible fellow, so I might as well give you a free piece of advice …" It paused for a moment, and its tone changed slightly. "If you encounter the Heart of Fear, it's best to run away immediately. You humans can't fight against it."
Before he could finish his sentence, the Imitation Soul had already disappeared from everyone's sight.
"What's going on?" Atobe asked. "Is it trying to trick us? The Heart of Fear should be its companion. Why would it give us such a hint? "
"Who knows …" Uncle Worthless said. "Perhaps the relationship between the four guards is not as simple as we thought."
"That's right. The Imitation Soul and the Hand of Copying have a good relationship, but that doesn't mean that the relationship between all four guards is the same." Feng Bujue turned around to tell his teammates. "Furthermore … the duty of the guards is not to kill, so it's normal for them to give us hints."
"That's not right … Earlier, when we were in the rock-paper-scissors area, if the Hand of Copying had successfully imprinted all of us on the ground, when the time limit was up, we would have all been dead," Atobe replied.
"That's not something they can control." Feng Bujue replied. "Things like erasure by the system are things that only affect us players. It has nothing to do with the rules of Devil's Maw Island." He shrugged. "Think about it … If the goal of the guards was to kill us, then we would have died a long time ago."
"Hmm … That's true." Hong Hu pushed on his glasses and added, "Using the Imitation Soul as an example, if it wanted to kill us, it would have teleported us to the bottom of the swamp. After all, it wouldn't have drowned there."
"It would have been better if you didn't tell me that …" Atobe shivered. "Now that you mention it, I'm quite afraid …"
"By the way, what did the Imitation Soul mean by that?" Hong Hu turned to ask Brother Jue. "What do you mean by 'I know what you're planning'?"
"Oh … That …" Feng Bujue smiled. "Haha … Why do you think I chatted with it for so long?"
"Because you two share the same goal in the field of anti-humanity?" Hong Hu poked fun at the right time.
"It's to prevent it from using the same trick again," Uncle Worthless chimed in.
Feng Bujue snapped his fingers and pointed at Uncle Worthless. "You're right."
Even though he was praised, Uncle Worthless was not as smug as Brother Jue. He continued to explain in his usual tone. "If we had the Imitation Soul leave immediately after we arrived at the altar, then this might have happened … It would have teleported to another location and disguised itself as Unrestrained Spirit before blending into our group again."
"So, that's how it is …" Hong Hu understood. His eyes turned back to Brother Jue. "You used the conversation to stall it to prevent it from using the same trick again."
"Yes, that's how it works." Feng Bujue tilted his head to the side and made a helpless expression. "But … I have to go back to the original topic. This mimicking soul is very intelligent. The fact that it said something like 'I'm just playing along with you so that you won't worry' means that it has already seen through my intention." Brother Jue scratched his head. "Hmm … For an NPC with such high intelligence and personality, there's an eighty to ninety percent chance that it's unique data. It should be at the same level as the few troublesome characters that I've encountered in the past …"
"That kind of thing doesn't matter," Unrestrained Spirit interrupted. Unconstrained Sky Steed interrupted, "There is a very serious problem right now that we have to solve it first!"
"What problem?" His teammates all turned to look at him and asked in unison.
"I'm hungry." Brother Ma's answer was clean and concise. The three words were filled with dominance.
The other four people staggered and almost fell to the ground.
"Now that you mention it …" Feng Bujue said. "Counting from the time we entered the scenario, it has indeed been almost four hours. Even if we were 'just full' by the system at the time, we should be feeling hungry now … "
Some things just could not withstand the nagging. It would have been fine if he did not mention it, but once he did, it was obvious.
"Ah … Suddenly, my legs are sore, and I'm super hungry …" Atobe said as he sat down with his legs crossed.
"That was quite exhausting …" Uncle Worthless's hand moved to his stomach. "From the Leech Forest to the Taunting Forest, through the Swamp of the Specters, and finally into the temple … just the distance we've traveled is immeasurably long. If this was in real life, we wouldn't have been able to finish that in a day. "
"Hmm … There is something that I've been meaning to tell you, but there hasn't been a chance." Hong Hu continued. "I noticed … the exhaustion of my Stamina Points seems to be much faster than in a normal scenario." He paused. "I believe … that is caused by the unique setting of this scenario …"
"Fatigue, hunger …" Feng Bujue licked his lips. "The real threat appears to be surfacing …" As he spoke, he also sat down with his legs crossed and lifted his head to look at Brother Ma. "Brother Ma, when you walked into this hall, the main quest was already completed, right?"
"That's right," Unconstrained replied.
"Hmm … Okay," Feng Bujue said thoughtfully. "I predict … there are two possibilities for the next main quest to appear. Either it will be ten minutes after 'all the players have completed the previous quest', or it will be ten minutes after 'the fixed time limit of the previous quest', which is the 'three hours', has been used up." He sighed. "Let's hope it's the latter. At least we can use the extra two hours to rest."
"That's hard to say …" Uncle Worthless said. "Since this is Team Nightmare Mode, we should be prepared for the worst."
"Haha … Of course, I understand that," Feng Bujue said. "That's why I said 'let's hope' that's the case …"
"The key is still food and water," Brother Ma said. "If we sit here without food and water, we won't be able to rest, right?"
"Well said." Feng Bujue smiled. "Do you have any food with you?"
"Ha! Of course not! "Brother Ma answered with a smile. A hero was a hero. That was how magnanimous and open-minded he was.
"Okay …" Feng Bujue shrugged helplessly. He looked around at his teammates and asked, "Did anyone bring any food or water?"
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