The scenario was based on Richard Cornell's short story, The Most Dangerous Game. If there was a similarity, it was not a coincidence.
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"Welcome to Thriller Paradise," a low male voice said.
[Download complete. You are currently in Team Survival Mode (Normal).]
A scenario introduction is provided in this mode, and there is a chance to trigger hidden side missions and special world-building.
"Reward for clearing the scenario: Gain eighty percent extra EXP from clearing the scenario.
"Playing the scenario introduction soon. The game will start after that."
The introductory cinematic had started. The lighting in the picture was dim, and the camera was shaking. One could hear the sound of water and the engine, which meant that they were on a ship.
The system audio arrived as expected. "On a humid night in the tropics, the yacht you're on is enveloped in a thick and warm darkness.
[You are a top-class hunter. With your sharp senses, you noticed the existence of an island somewhere on the starboard side of the ship through the black velvet night.
The captain tells you that on old nautical charts, this place is known as a 'ship trap'. The sailors gave it this suggestive name. Their fear of that place has reached the level of superstition.
"A superstitious sailor can infect the whole ship. A nervous sailor can lead to an accident.
"Your ship sank, and you swam toward the island in the darkness. You were as helpless as a lone boat in the sea, but you tried your best to climb up the rocky shore. You escaped from the current, and the jagged cliff appeared in the darkness. You climbed up step by step, and the skin on your hands was scraped off. You used up the last of your strength, and finally, you arrived at a flat piece of land at the top of the cliff. The thick forest stretched all the way to the edge of the cliff. You had no energy left to move forward, so you collapsed to the ground and fell asleep.
"When you opened your eyes, the position of the sun showed that it was already afternoon. You saw human footprints on the muddy ground at the edge of the forest. You followed the trail through the forest and came to the center of the island, where a castle was built on top of a cliff.
"At that moment, night … fell on the surface of the sea and the forest."
After hearing that description, the players officially entered the scenario.
The five players stood at the bottom of a set of stone steps outside the castle. The moon and stars shone brightly, and in this relatively open area, they could see quite clearly without any lighting equipment.
Passing Rain stood beside Feng Bujue. She had already changed her attire. She wore a tight black cotton vest and a pair of black hiking pants. There were several pockets on both sides of the pants. It looked very practical. The shirt was sleeveless, tight, and light. It allowed her to move her arms more freely. She also wore a black leather glove on her right hand. However, she did not wear it on her left hand. Her right hand was the hand that held the sword. It seemed like this was intentional.
Although the pants did not show the lines of her legs, but Feng Bujue looked at it from a close distance, Ru Yu's figure was definitely curvaceous. Her slender waist and her towering upper body formed a sharp contrast, causing people to have wild and fanciful thoughts. However, in virtual reality games, most female players looked like this. Passing Rain had purposely changed her appearance to make it less eye-catching.
Among the other three teammates, there was a female player. Her ID was Not a Scaredy Cat. She was level 16, and her title was Hide-and-Seek. She wore a pale blue, medieval-style sorcerer's robe that reached her knees. She wore tall boots and white silk stockings. Since the game did not allow her to wear skirts, she chose a pair of short pants that showed off her thighs under the robe.
In terms of appearance, Not a Scaredy Cat looked around eighteen. She had big eyes, a small nose, a small mouth, skin as white as snow, and a perfect body. After all, as long as she was thin in real life and did not look too weird, she could become a goddess in virtual reality.
However, that cute ID, cute title, and cute appearance made Feng Bujue feel like he had been tricked.
The remaining two male players were most likely from the same queue. Both of them were LV15. One of them was called [One Sword Stroke], but his title was [Noob Swordsman]. The other was called [One Blade Stroke], but his title was [Beginner Blade]. Both of them looked like they were in their twenties. Not only were their nicknames similar, but they were also dressed in the same way. They were both dressed in green robes, and their hair was messy, draped behind their necks. They looked like ancient chivalrous warriors.
This reminded Feng Bujue of Pan Feng and Hwa Xiong, who he had met many years ago. Their style was similar to the two before him. They had probably come up with their ultimate goal in the game when they were naming their characters.
The most common tragedy that happened to this kind of player was if their growth deviated from their original goal, for example, after a period of gaming experience, they suddenly realized that they were more suited to a different field. In the end, they became a character with a marksmanship or medical mastery. Then, their IDs would be out of place.
Among the five, Feng Bujue and Passing Rain were slightly lower in level, but their titles, Cold-Blooded Headcracker and Heartless Decapitator, were very eye-catching.
Passing Rain was fine. With her murderous eyes, her aura that kept people at a distance, and her appearance that wasn't outstanding, strangers would immediately come to the conclusion that she must be an extremely ugly female loser in real life, so her fighting ability in the game was incomparably ferocious.
But Feng Bujue … did not look like he was very strong. When the other three saw him, they all thought, 'This guy thinks he is handsome and does not change his appearance, but he does not even change his hairstyle in the game. Even though he is level 10, he did not buy one or two cheap clothes to increase his stats. His appearance is ordinary, his body looks thin, and his ID is weird … This guy looks so' casual ', but he has a seemingly strong ID … Could it be that this guy is hiding his strength? Or is he a pervert in real life? '
The five greeted each other as they observed each other, trying to gauge each other's strength.
After a few exchanges, Not a Scaredy Cat widened her eyes. She pointed at the badges on One Blade and One Sword's arms and said, "Wow! So, you guys are members of that famous' Jiang Hu 'guild! "
"Haha … That's right. Actually, it's not that big of a deal," One Sword replied, but the word 'big of a deal' was written all over his face.
Feng Bujue glanced at their badges. It was the symbol of a white cloud, and the word 'Jiang Hu' was written on it. This should be a guild that was similar to a gaming studio. Feng Bujue remembered very clearly that on the overall strength and fighting ability ranking, Jiang Hu was ranked seventeenth in terms of overall strength, and eleventh in terms of fighting ability.
However, Feng Bujue believed that these two were probably not professional players from the gaming studio but normal players that the guild had recruited to expand its size.
If they were internal members of the gaming studio, they would not be as low as Level 15. And if they were members of the gaming studio who had just entered the game during the open beta, with the experience and the support of equipment, their titles would not have been so useless.
However, it was Not a Scaredy Cat, who had the title of Hide and Seek, who raised Feng Bujue's suspicion. Jiang Hu was ranked outside the top ten on both the guild rankings. Normally, when a player looked at these rankings, it would be impressive if they could remember the top five or six. Most people would only remember the top three. Therefore, there were three explanations for her action.
First, she was a professional gamer. Second, she was a pro gamer with a good memory. Third, she did not know that World of Martial Arts was on those two leaderboards. One minute ago, she had not even heard of World of Martial Arts, but when she saw the guild badges of the two players, she pretended to admire them and said something as ambiguous as "very famous."
These thoughts flashed across Feng Bujue's mind. Combined with the title of Hide and Seek, Feng Bujue only needed three seconds to come to a conclusion. He immediately leaned close to Passing Rain and whispered into her ear, "If there's a chance, we'll split up from the three of them. We have to avoid that Not a Scaredy Cat."
Passing Rain glanced at Feng Bujue. She did not ask why but chose to trust him unconditionally. "Okay," she answered softly.
When the two spoke, their expressions were natural. Even their lips did not move, so the other three did not notice them at all.
In the next few minutes, Not a Scaredy Cat looked at the two guild members with admiration and said many nice things. One Sword and One Blade soon felt like they were on cloud nine. Actually, they had just joined the guild that morning, and they were not internal members of Jiang Hu. They were just two of the many small characters at the bottom of the guild. But after being praised by the beauty, the two's confidence really rose. They thought, It's one thing to compare with the big bosses of the guild because they're all professionals, but compared to this other male compatriot … that Feng Bujue, I'm still quite strong. He can't even afford a single outfit. Just how poor is he? No wonder no guild wants him.
Human mentality was so subtle. In small to medium sized groups, especially in front of attractive members of the opposite sex, humans would always instinctively look for an individual who was weaker than them in some or all aspects. They would compare with them in their hearts, looking for something that seemed to give them a sense of superiority. In fact, it was just a sense of security that played the role of self-comfort. It was like telling themselves, 'At least I'm not the worst.'
Several minutes later, an NPC appeared to announce that it was time for the players to prepare. Next, the plot was about to begin.
With a dry creaking sound, the castle door was opened. A ray of light shone through the door, and it was very bright. A tall man walked out slowly with a revolver in his hand.
The man was large and muscular, and his beard reached his waist. He had a striking appearance and left a deep impression on the others. Combined with the fact that he was holding a weapon, this made the group wary.
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