"Hah … Only a narcissist like you would do something like that." Hong Hu grumbled. "To do something so risky based on a vague suspicion …"
"That's not true … Actually, if we settle the score, you'll understand why I did it." Feng Bujue replied. "At the time … I didn't know there was a trap in the air, I only suspected it was there … Then, there were two paths before me. The first was to stay on the ground and try to deal with the known threat; the second was to jump into the air and face an unknown threat that might not exist. "
When Brother Jue said that, he had already freed most of Atobe's body, and the latter was hanging on his side from the net. Making use of this opportunity, Feng Bujue landed on the ground and jumped up again. After all, there was a limit to how long he could stay in the air.
After adjusting the height and standing still, Brother Jue continued where he left off. "This involves the problem of sharing the risk … If this was a solo scenario, I would definitely jump. Even if I knew it was a trap, I would have jumped into it." He paused. "But this is a team scenario, so the situation is different … The presence of teammates increases the tolerance for personal mistakes. To put it more bluntly … even if my decision was wrong, it might not cause me to fail the scenario. "
"In other words … you have the capital to 'risk your life'," Uncle Worthless said.
"Indeed." Feng Bujue said. "With that premise, let's look at the choice I made earlier … If I stayed on the ground, I had a seventy percent chance of not dying, a forty percent chance of not being heavily injured, and a ten percent chance of not being injured. But if I jumped into the sky … there was a fifty percent chance of falling into the enemy's trap and a fifty percent chance of being fine. " He licked his lips. "This leads to six possible scenarios … One, I stayed on the ground and died, but all of you fell into the trap; two, I stayed on the ground and died, but none of you fell into the trap; three, I stayed on the ground and didn't die, but all of you fell into the trap; four, I stayed on the ground and didn't die, but none of you fell into the trap; five, I went into the sky with all of you and fell into the trap; six, I went into the sky with all of you and didn't fall into the trap."
Brother Jue finished in one breath and took a deep breath. "Of these, one and five are the worst scenarios. Now, it looks like we'll all be wiped out; four and six are the more ideal scenarios. The only difference is that four might require me to pay a higher price, and the remaining two and three are acceptable."
He spoke calmly, and his actions were efficient. Atobe was practically hanging upside down on the net, and it looked like he would be free soon.
"Based on this, we'll continue the analysis …" Feng Bujue continued. "If I jumped into the sky with all of you … there was a fifty percent chance of a 'team wipe' and an 'ideal' scenario, in other words, fifty percent chance of a team wipe. But if I stayed on the ground, the chance of a team wipe would only be twenty-five percent … and the other seventy-five percent would be my personal responsibility or loss."
"You're trying to defy the natural order …" Imaginative Horse looked at Brother Jue with a gaze that could only be described as reverence. "In the few seconds that the boss released the soundwave … you've calculated so much?"
"Yes … time was limited, and that was as far as I could go." Feng Bujue replied. "This is just the most basic and vague hypothesis. There are many variables that I haven't considered. For example … even though all of you jumped into the air, not all of you were caught, or the boss' trap was not even worth mentioning. Or for example, even though all of you were caught, even though I didn't die, I was beaten half to death … "
"Ah!" A scream interrupted Brother Jue's narration.
At that moment, as the last inch of the net was cut, Atobe fell headfirst.
Of course, Feng Bujue had no intention of picking him up. If the man died from the fall, then so be it …
Atobe soon recovered from the sudden feeling of falling, and he yelled, "You should have said hello!" At the same second, he twisted his body and twisted his legs in the air to change his posture. Finally, with a grunt, he landed on both feet and steadied his footing.
The net that was left on Atobe's body suddenly showed color (pinkish-white) and started to peel off his back.
"Are you alright?" Imaginative Horse yelled down.
"Of course." Atobe resisted the numbness that came from his legs. He placed his hands on his waist and laughed into the sky. "It's just a height of ten meters; it's nothing to worry about."
"Very good." Feng Bujue also landed quickly and put away the military shovel. "Since you're fine, then take out the fan. We'll need your help next."
As he spoke, Brother Jue squatted down to pick up a piece of net that had fallen to the ground. He held it in his hand … looked at it, touched it, and sniffed it, but this time, he did not lick it …
"So, that's how it is … Once these nets are separated from the main body, they will lose their unique properties." Feng Bujue tossed the net to the ground. "These things have now turned into normal spider webs. The previous invisibility, adhesion, and tenacity have all disappeared."
In those few seconds, Atobe had already removed his weapon from his inventory and added, "So … what?"
"Very simple." Feng Bujue replied. "I'll use the Lu Shan Kang Long Ba pose to bring you up, and you'll use the fan to cut the net." He paused and pointed at the sky. "There's no need to cut it too carefully. You only need to cut a large circle around the trapped people and have them come down. Once they leave the net, the spider web that is stuck to their backs will lose its effect. "
"Understood." Atobe nodded instantly. He still had a sense of urgency. At that moment, even though he wanted to mock Lu Shan Kang Long Ba, he had to hold it in … No matter how important it was, it had to wait until he had saved his teammates.
"Okay, let's go." Feng Bujue then took two steps and moved behind Atobe.
He placed his hands under the man's armpits and bent them upward. Then with a kick, he leaped ten meters with Atobe and stopped at a safe distance from the spider web.
Atobe did not say anything and raised the fan to cut. His Peacock Tail was much more efficient than a military shovel. With a sweep, it cut a very long gap.
In less than ten seconds, Hong Hu was saved. When he escaped from the net, there was a large piece of the net stuck to his back. It was a circle with a radius of about one meter. However, as Feng Bujue said, the net that was cut away from the main body would lose its uniqueness. No matter how big the piece was, it would be nothing more than a normal spider web.
Hong Hu was an expert, and his landing was light. Once he steadied himself, he pulled the net off. He patted his clothes and pushed on his glasses. Then he lifted his head to ask, "Do you need my help?"
"It's fine, I can still hold on," Feng Bujue replied as he used Geppo to bring Atobe to Flying Pegasus.
"I say … are you sure it's fine for you to keep using your teleportation ability like this?" Hong Hu looked up and asked with confusion. "When we walked out of the corridor, didn't you say that you didn't have much Stamina Points left?"
"Don't worry," Feng Bujue replied. He paused for half a second before adding, "In any case … I can still hold on."
Brother Jue did not explain in detail because this answer was related to the data of several skills and items that he had.
First, levitating relied on the special effect of Void Step, and it cost almost nothing. Secondly, using Geppo once only expended 15 Stamina Points. This amount of Stamina Points was nothing for Brother Jue who had 4,300 Stamina Points. Third, the Rankyaku earlier only exhausted 150 Stamina Points … The main reason he was able to kill the boss was due to the damage bonus from the legendary shoes.
Of course, the most crucial point was … the ability of the Hate Gatherer title.
Effect: Every time you suffer an attack, you will recover a certain amount of Stamina Points and reduce the cooldown of all your skills. (The effect is proportional to the degree of injury. The attacker must be hostile toward you. This skill cannot be triggered due to natural disasters, accidental injuries, or self-harm.) — — — —
When Feng Bujue endured the four sound waves, even though he did not suffer any serious damage, his Life Points had dropped slightly. Therefore, his Stamina Points had only recovered a little … and this little bit of Stamina Points was more than enough to deal with the series of actions earlier.
"Alright, then I'll just watch," Ambitionist answered casually and did not pursue the matter any further. He knew that Brother Jue meant that he did not want to reveal more information.
As a professional gamer, Ambitionist naturally knew what to do when it came to this. Even Sky Steed, an extremely chuunibyou guy, was very clear about the existence of this "boundary". In the gaming circle, this was a basic form of courtesy and a common understanding. No one would ask for more information in a game where there was a huge difference in character stats, unless the person was stupid or thought that the person was stupid …
After another minute, Brony was also rescued. When he landed, he made quite a commotion. The man was practically in the posture of a horse … and he landed on the crystal crust with a bang.
"Ha! I've revived! "Flying Pegasus had just regained his freedom and he roared loudly.
"What are you roaring for?" Feng Bujue used a louder voice to roar in the air. "What if you attract the nearby monsters?"
"You roared louder than me, and you're talking about me?" Flying Pegasus raised his head and replied.
"I said … I haven't come down yet …" Uncle Worthless said weakly. "If you want to cause a ruckus, wait until the last person is saved …"
Rustle! Rustle!
Suddenly, there was a strange chirping sound …
This series of sounds was incomparably strange, causing everyone present to feel their scalps go numb.
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