"Warning, abnormal planar transfer detected.
"Resetting data. Calibrating neural connection for the second time …
"Calibration complete. Data reconfiguration successful. Correcting error …
"Correction rate reached one hundred percent. Recreating game menu …
"Creation complete. Character module ready. System limit adjusted to forty percent.
"You have entered the main universe of Thriller Paradise in scenario free mode. Please exit before the forced log-off time to prevent irreversible data rewinding."
After the series of system announcements, Feng Bujue regained control of his body.
A few seconds ago, his last memory was … being in Rudy Austin's body, watching the Survival Points jump from 1% to zero.
At that moment, he was controlling his body (the in-game character) to enter a dimly lit room.
It was a room about fifty square meters large. The room was filled with trash, and there was nowhere for him to stand.
Looking around, he could see large furniture like saws, sewing machines, operating tables, and refrigerators. There were also many unknown machines that were covered in tarps. The wall of the room was filled with tools. There were hammers, crowbars, saws, and electric drills. It looked more complete than a car garage.
In the corner of the room, Brother Jue found a bathtub soaked in blood and filth. It was filled with the remains of some kind of humanoid creature. But the strange thing was … this disgusting thing didn't emit even the slightest bit of odor.
Several seconds later, Billy's voice suddenly came from beside Brother Jue. "Welcome to my home."
Feng Bujue turned to the voice and saw the familiar puppet.
Brother Jue had no idea when it happened, but the man had already sat down at one of the tables and used his scary face to look at Brother Jue.
"Not bad." Brother Jue used the sarcastic tone that he was so familiar with. "Just one look and you can tell that this is a utilitarian style."
"Haha …" Billy laughed. "Since I might move away at any moment, and I often have to deal with living creatures here, I don't really clean this place up."
"Ah … you don't have to explain it to me." Feng Bujue spread out his hands and said, "I didn't think your house would be neat. You're not a Hobbit." As he spoke, he kicked away a pile of junk by his feet and sat down on a relatively clean unidentified object. "Then … Tell me … What did you do? Why am I here? "
"Actually, I did not do anything," Billy replied. "I merely took your consciousness that had just left your body out of the scenario and returned it to the main universe with me."
"So …" Brother Jue muttered, "I failed the challenge?"
"Yes." Billy gave a clear answer.
"Tsk …" Feng Bujue snorted unhappily, but he wasn't too bothered by this result. He immediately changed the topic. "What about you? What's the situation now? "
Hearing that, Billy hesitated for two seconds before replying, "Hmm … I'm not too sure myself." He paused and continued thoughtfully, "Right now, my body has undergone earth-shaking changes … The new Sequence of Truth is extremely complicated. Just the preliminary observation … has overturned many of the common sense things I know …"
"So …" Feng Bujue tilted his head, signaling for the other party to give a conclusion.
"One thing is for sure …" Billy said, "I'm stronger than before, much stronger."
Before the other party even finished, Feng Bujue tossed out a rather specific question without hesitation. "Then, how are you compared to the Four Pillars of Divinity?"
"I don't know." Billy's answer was quick. "Perhaps I've surpassed them, or perhaps I'm still not as good as them … As I said … I don't fully understand my own power, and I need time to digest this new power."
At this point, Billy seemed to have thought of something. "Wait a minute …" His tone changed. "Don't you have the ability to see the truth sequence in others? Why are you asking me? "
"Let's see if you're being honest." After Feng Bujue was exposed by the man, he could still use a calm tone to give such a reply with an expressionless face.
"Hmm …" Facing such a shameless person, Billy was helpless. "Then I'll have to ask you … What do you think of my current power?"
"Based on the strength of the data under normal conditions … you're about the same as Brother Zun and Ol 'Wong," Feng Bujue replied.
"Who are those two? I don't think I know them …" If Billy could change the expression on his face, he would have lowered his eyes and pretended to be troubled.
"The Count of Script and King Dianli." Brother Jue asked matter-of-factly. "Isn't your idiot brother still working at Brother Zun's place? How come you don't know him? "
"Whose brother are you calling an idiot?" Billy raised his voice, appearing rather angry.
"Oh … It's not appropriate to call him an idiot, is it?" Brother Jue paused for half a second before continuing, "Fine … By the way, the one with the awkward face …"
"Stop it …" Billy used his speed to interrupt Brother Jue. "How come the nickname you gave my brother is so different compared to the Count of Script and King Dianli?"
"Haha … I was just joking." Feng Bujue added with a smug smile.
"Who's complimenting you?" Billy was shocked. "I'm telling you to stop using such an insulting nickname to refer to Bill."
"Oh …" Feng Bujue said. "You think it should be changed … Sure …" He scratched his chin and frowned. "But for a nickname … if it's not based on features, it has to be based on the name …" He licked his lips. "How about … we call him 'Zai Er'?"
"'Zai Er' …" Billy's scary voice had lost all its authority. "Will it kill you to call him by his real name?"
"That depends on the situation." Feng Bujue pouted. "To be honest … Bill's name is a bit common. Since it starts with B, why don't we change his name to Piccolo or Britz?"
"Why don't you change your name to Slandering Machine … Even the abbreviation is the same." Billy was angered by Brother Jue's words, and he came up with a retort.
"Fine, fine. In the future, when you're around, I'll call him by his real name." Feng Bujue shrugged and tossed a condescending look at Billy. "I really don't know what to do with you."
At that moment, Billy's heart was filled with complicated emotions. "This guy … can he be any more despicable? Did God create him so that he could mock all the intelligent life in the universe?"
"Alright, that's enough chatter for now." Two seconds later, Feng Bujue spoke again. "Since you brought me here, there must be something you want to discuss with me, right?"
"Uh …" After Lu Zhou said this, Billy came back to his senses. "Yes …"
At that moment, Billy was completely unaware … Unknowingly, Feng Bujue had completely taken control of the conversation. And the method he used … was actually just trash talking.
"Hmm … First of all …" Billy cleared his throat and returned to his usual state. He said in a serious tone, "I have to admit, for today's incident, I owe you another favor."
"Well said," Feng Bujue replied leisurely. "Sooner or later, you'll have to return the favor."
Seeing Lu Zhou's attitude, Billy felt less pressured. "Secondly, there are two very important pieces of information that I think you need to know …"
"Oh?" Brother Jue's expression changed slightly. "Tell me …"
"First, the [SCP-079] that was brought back by X-23 … For some reason, it lost all its characteristics and became an ordinary rewritable CD," Billy said. "This is also why I appeared in that universe just now." He sighed. "Unfortunately … my investigation didn't yield any substantial results. Instead, I landed myself in jail."
"Huh?" Brother Jue felt that something was wrong when he heard this. "When did you become a member of the Z Organization?"
"I'm not one of them." Billy shook his head. "I'm just cooperating with them for some reason."
"Oh …" Feng Bujue didn't pursue this topic because he wanted to hear it first … "What about the second piece of information?"
Billy was silent for a few seconds before he said, "The second piece of information is … the prophecy program about the 'Twilight of the Gods' has been activated."
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