Once he walked into the living room, Feng Bujue noticed that Ruo Yu's gaming hub was lit up.
"Hmm … She came online as if nothing had happened … Wasn't she worried that I wouldn't be able to come back?" Brother Jue looked at the gaming hub and grumbled.
Arthas, who was lying on the sofa, heard Feng Bujue's grumbling and replied, "Isn't it just to deal with a small fry? Furthermore, Bao Qing is accompanying me, so what could possibly happen?"
"That's hard to say …" Feng Bujue said, "What if the ghost is hiding her true power …"
"But you're already back … Why are you still wasting time?" Arthas was too lazy to listen to his nonsense.
"Fine, fine." Brother Jue shrugged and ended the conversation.
Then, he quickly went to the bathroom to wash up, changed his clothes, and lay down in his gaming hub.
After setting the option to 'connect immediately after entering sleep state', he closed his eyes …
When he opened his eyes, he was already in the familiar log-in lobby.
"Tsk … So, we're all already in the game …" Feng Bujue opened the social tab to look at his teammates' online status. "Oh well … There are only a few days left until the preliminary round. I'll try to improve as much as I can …"
Brother Jue and Bao Qing went to capture the ghost together on the morning of August 27th.
In the previous ten days, under the 'guidance' of Feng Bujue, the captain and coach, the Underworld Frontline had improved greatly, and their teamwork had improved greatly. Over the past few days, they had stopped queuing up for team practice matches. Instead, they used the time to queue up for normal scenarios, hoping to get more equipment and skills.
"Then …" Feng Bujue said as he dealt with the email. "… I'll go queue up for a dungeon on my own …"
After making up his mind, he sent a group email to his teammates to inform them of his plans.
Then, he quickly dealt with the bunch of stuff before him and clicked on the scenario menu …
"Earlier, he was either doing tactical analysis for the practice match (or at least that was what he thought) or leading the team to clear a team dungeon (who was leading whom was still up for debate). It feels like … I haven't done a solo dungeon in a long time …" As he spoke, his eyes moved to the option for Single Player Survival Mode (Nightmare). "Hah … I've decided on you."
As someone who had seen ghosts both in game and in real life, as someone who had lost his fear for half a year and had been in the supernatural world for months … Feng Bujue had a sense of familiarity with the term 'nightmare'. Nightmare mode, for him, it was nothing.
"Feng Bujue, level 50
"Please select the game mode you wish.
[You have selected Solo Survival Mode (Nightmare). Please confirm.]
Confirm, generating the scenario … "
"Downloading, please wait."
"Welcome to Thriller Paradise." A strange and hoarse voice that sounded like a voice changer read out the introduction.
Before the voice finished, Feng Bujue lost control of his body, and his surroundings turned into darkness.
"Download complete. You are currently playing Single Player Survival Mode (Nightmare).
"A scenario introduction is provided in this mode, and there is a chance of triggering hidden side missions and special world-building.
"Reward for clearing the scenario: Puzzle Card x2
"Playing the scenario introduction soon. The game will start after that."
After the familiar voice announcement, the introductory cinematic started.
This time, the opening was a video of a character from a first-person perspective.
In the blurry image, the first thing that appeared was a wall, a white wall that was inches away.
"Number 250." A voice came from the left side of the screen.
It was a man's voice, and he was speaking English.
"Number 250!" Two seconds later, the voice repeated the same sentence.
Then, the camera panned to the left, and there was a bed, iron bars, and a man in a prison guard's uniform.
"Phew … The main character sure is lucky to be given a number when he's serving his sentence …" Feng Bujue could not help but grumble.
The next second, the 'main character' stood up and walked toward the prison guard. The cinematic followed his action and moved from the first-person perspective.
"How can I help you? Sir? " Number 250 asked. His voice sounded young, about the same age as Brother Jue, but he was also speaking English.
"Follow me," the prison guard replied in an impatient tone as he opened the cell door.
Then, the screen darkened. When it lit up again, the scene had jumped to the next scene.
Inside a small room, Number 250 sat before a metal table, waiting for something …
Not long after, the only door in the room opened, and a middle-aged man in a shiny suit and leather shoes, with his hair combed back and sunglasses, walked in.
"Hey, hey … Don't tell me this is someone from the MIB?" When Feng Bujue saw the man's appearance, he could not help but be reminded of a certain movie.
"Are you Rudy Austin?" As soon as the man in the suit sat down, he threw out a question.
"Yes …" Number 250 admitted his identity. "May I ask who you are?"
"You can just call me 'sir'." The man in the suit spoke very quickly. "I'm here to make a deal. I can make this deal with you or someone else. Do you understand what I'm saying? "
"Yes, sir," Austin replied.
"Very good." The man in the suit nodded slightly with a blank expression and continued, "Mr. Austin, you're twenty-four years old this year, right?"
"I'll be twenty-five next month," Austin replied.
"For a criminal sentenced to life imprisonment, you're a little too young." The man in the suit leaned forward a little. "Don't you think so?"
"It seems that your deal can get me out of prison early." Austin's performance was relatively calm, and his inference was quite reasonable.
"That's right." The man in the suit continued, "The content of the deal is very simple …" He paused for half a second, then said, "Now there's a government scientific research project that needs a group of grassroots operators. As long as you're willing to be the operator of this project, then … After a month, you'll be free. "
After saying this, he quickly added, "Of course, this position is undoubtedly dangerous … and it's life-threatening." He said bluntly, "If you survive, you can shorten the sentence of decades (most of the younger lifers can leave prison alive) to just thirty days. It depends on whether you're willing to take this risk."
Austin heard this and was silent for more than ten seconds before he said, "What project is this?"
"You have no right to ask this question, and I have no right to answer you," the man in the suit replied.
"Who are you? FBI？ CIB? "Austin asked again.
"I don't want to repeat what I just said," the man in the suit said. "I don't want to waste time here with you …" He stood up, turned his head, and said, "Prison guard, open the door."
"Wait!" Austin saw that the man was about to leave and finally panicked. "I want to go!"
As soon as he said this, the screen went black again and the scene changed again.
"You really have guts …" Feng Bujue took the opportunity to ridicule, "This is obviously a conspiracy … If you go, you'll die!"
After the scene changed, a corridor appeared on the screen.
The four walls of the corridor were made of metal, and the lighting equipment was embedded in the ceiling. The white light was very bright, but the space gave off an inexplicable sense of oppression.
At this time, the camera was slowly moving forward from Austin's point of view. In front of him were two men wearing orange jumpsuits (not tight-fitting, but rather loose-fitting jumpsuits). Both of them had buzz cuts and were handcuffed. Based on this, Austin should be in the same state.
"Stop." After walking for a while, the three of them came to an electronic door at the end of the corridor. A voice immediately came from behind them.
At this time, Austin turned his head, and then, three armed men in full special forces uniform appeared on the screen.
Buzz — Buzz —
A few seconds later, accompanied by the sound of an air valve and a mechanical rhythm, the electronic door opened.
A metal room with an area of more than 100 square meters appeared in front of them. There were many staff members in white coats and protective masks in the room. At this time, they were busy in front of a large computer connected to the wall.
"Go." After the door opened, the special forces soldier gave another order.
The three men in orange, including Austin, continued to move forward until they came to a large metal door in the room.
After they stood still, they waited for a minute. Following that, the door opened as well …
Behind the large metal door stood three humans and a tall unknown creature. Brother Jue had seen the unknown creature before — [SCP-173].
"What the f * ck!" Feng Bujue saw the thing behind the door and lost his calm. "What kind of deal is this?! You were tricked into becoming a D-class personnel! "
His shouting had no effect on the development of the plot …
At this time, Austin and the other two D-class personnel were obviously preparing to change shifts with the three people behind the door.
However, just as the shift was about to change, the lights in the room … went out.
About 1.5 seconds later, the red light of the backup power source lit up. But the SCP-173 behind the door … was no longer in place.
"Ah —" Then, there was a scream not far away.
Kacha … Dong.
Then, there was the clear sound of joints breaking and falling to the ground.
It was also at this time that the opening cinematic ended without any sense of awkwardness. Feng Bujue took the opportunity to regain control of his body.
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