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Feng Bujue was very glad that the potion was on SC-173. If he didn't get the potion after killing this little OSS, it meant that he had to search for it in the room in the middle of the second corridor. Fortunately, there is no such problem at this moment. Not only did he successfully obtain the quest item, death also saved him the time to pass through the corridor. The consumption of those two Contra Medals seemed worthwhile.
After Feng Bujue got the potion, he didn't leave in a hurry. He quickly crouched down and groped among the corpse fragments, wanting to see if there were any other rewards. Anyway, his hands and body were already stained with a lot of blood, and he didn't care about taking up a little more, not to mention that he was a person who didn't mind getting dirty.
This, I have to say, is also his excellence. Feng Bujue has always been able to look at and even deal with some disgusting things that ordinary people can't stand very calmly, such as dead bodies that have been placed for three days and have been laid eggs by flies, or skunk nests in old garbage dumps Things of this level are within his tolerance. In fact, whenever he sees a new disgusting substance, Feng Bujue's boundary will expand. To put it mildly, he has discovered a new limit of endurance. To put it bluntly, he has refreshed it again. lower limit...
It didn't take him too long to search the corpse, and one minute was enough to confirm that the OSS had nothing on it except the mission items.
While checking the description of the item, Feng Bujue got up and walked through the door, stepping into the fan-shaped area.
[Name: Chemical agent with unknown composition (B)]
[Type: Drama Related]
[Quality: Normal]
[Function: One of the raw materials for synthesizing a certain antidote]
[Whether the script can be brought out: No]
[Note: It cannot be stacked with similar items.]
"Strange..." When Feng Bujue saw the note, he thought of a problem... At this moment, seven spaces were occupied in his luggage, and the items contained were: Mario's pipe wrench, flashlight, and eighteen bronze figures. Folding stool (No. 5), SC-500 (19/20), anti-gravity catapult, Contra Medal*2 and one-hit killer gun.
Adding this bottle of chemical agent (B) with unknown ingredients at this moment, it is 8/10. According to the remarks, the three bottles of potions A, C, and D must each occupy an item slot.
Leaving aside the factor of auxiliary loading in clothing pockets, when Feng Bujue got the last bottle of medicine, the luggage should be full of ten slots, but he didn't need to put the last bottle in the luggage, because after all four bottles of medicine were in hand, he would , it can be synthesized into a bottle, without the embarrassment of not having enough luggage space.
Although this may be a coincidence, combined with the fact that Billy the Puppet mentioned the SC-500 on the radio at the beginning of the script... Feng Bujue is more willing to believe that the designer of this game knows his own situation very well. Items, even skills, stamina, equipment, etc., are taken into account.
If it is said that the system generates the script based on the player's characteristics, then... this "game" is tantamount to being designed by the system. And Billy the puppet is just sending messages for the system. Does that mean... Billy himself was only indoctrinated with the consciousness of "I designed this game"
That's why you can't see anything when you use [Decisive Victory], because this script doesn't have a real OSS, what it has is just a set of rules, a player, and a few specific chess pieces...
After Feng Bujue returned to the fan-shaped area, he looked back at the second corridor. He was surprised to find that all the corpse fragments and bloodstains on the ground had disappeared, and it became an empty corridor again. The blood on his body was still there.
"So that's how it is..." Feng Bujue seemed to understand something, and he didn't stop for a long time. At this moment, the personal time in his mind is about forty-six minutes. If everything goes well, he will be ready in sixty-five minutes The prison cell will appear at the forty-first minute of the map time, and has three bottles of medicine in hand.
In terms of average time, this progress is just right.
While Feng Bujue was thinking, he had entered the fourth corridor and rushed forward. Although the Contra Medal revived him, his stamina did not return to full state after the resurrection, and the original consumption was still maintained. Even with the help of [Jazz Dance], Feng Bujue's physical fitness is still starting to strain. It is currently 894/1800, which seems to be just over half, but anyone who has run a long-distance race knows that the further you go, the more tired you are... What's more, Feng Bujue I don't think this is still a long-distance running in a continuous sprint state.
This script is simply a double marathon of body and mind. This marathon is not spreading the sportsmanship that focuses on participation, but a desperate game that sets a death line.
...
After entering the corridor, five minutes passed in a blink of an eye. The door of the room also appeared in front of it at about this time.
Feng Bujue suddenly realized that he had never run through a whole corridor before. He only ran the first half of the third one, and only the second half of the second one. The room where the little OSS was located Whether it is forward or backward is unknown, and it cannot be counted as half a distance... Therefore, even if he can estimate the length of the fourth corridor from the beginning to the end, he still has no way of knowing how far it is compared with the other corridors. Which is the shortest distance.
"No wonder the rabbit doesn't know which road is the closest." Feng Bujue said to himself: "One is because it has only been to the first corridor, and the other is because... I, who appeared at forty-one minutes, Although I have run through three corridors, I still don't know the length. If I know, I will tell that rabbit."
He made a Sakamoto-style sliding step, came to the door gracefully, stretched out his hand to grab the doorknob, pushed the door open and entered.
This is a rusty iron door, which looks like a chainsaw horror. The room feels like a dark secret room. The sound of some rotating shafts and gears moving after opening the door also indicates that some mechanism has been touched. up.
Feng Bujue didn't even think about leaving a way out, and he also knew that using things to block the door was probably useless. There are no suitable items in his inventory to carmen. The flashlight and folding stool may be crushed, and the pipe wrench...if it breaks, the loss...
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The lights came on, illuminating the whole room very brightly. Above the secret room, an iron chain hangs an iron cage, and the puppet Billy stays in the cage. His red and black eyes were looking down at Feng Bujue through the iron fence.
The hoarse and deep voice from the puppet's mouth also came out at the right time: "Hello, I'm crazy. I want to play a game with you." RS
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