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"The tree is falling~" Atobe shouted at the top of his voice, and at the same time jumped several feet, kicking on the high tree trunk. Doing this will ensure that the big tree will fall towards the other side of the gorge, so as not to hit the players on this side.
The vines on the crown of the tree had withered and shrunk rapidly a few minutes ago, so they did not hinder the falling of the big tree. A few seconds later, the sound of friction between rocks and tree trunks, and the whistling sound of the wind when the giant tree fell came one after another, and finally ended with a dull sound of falling to the ground.
"Ah~ I've always wanted to yell like this." Ji Bubu wiped his sweat off the ground, picked up his axe, and said in a pose that he thought he was very handsome.
Feng Bujue strode forward, completely ignoring the traces, and went straight to the severed tree root.
"Aha! Equipment!" Feng Bujue immediately found the "reward" that the man in the tree said.
However, Brother Jue was not in a hurry to pick it up, because there are many items in the game that are bound after being picked up. If it is a piece of equipment that is useless to you but can greatly improve others, you will cause trouble if you pick it up. .
Fortunately, version 1.10 of Horror Paradise has added a new function. For this kind of item whose ownership has not been determined, players only need to look closely to see the description of the item, and they don't have to hold it in their hands.
[Name: Skull of the Pessimist]
[Type: Armor]
[Quality: Excellent]
[Defense: Medium]
[attribute: none]
[Special effect: insight into the safe path of the ghost swamp]
[Equipment Conditions: Choose Vocor as your faith]
[Whether the script can be brought out: No]
[Remarks: All realities start with dreams, but not all dreams will turn into reality.]
The appearance of this [Skull of the Pessimist] is very similar to the standard helmet of an ancient Roman soldier. At this time, this piece of equipment is embedded horizontally in the cut tree root.
The phrase "cut along my waist" by the man in the tree earlier is a more obvious reminder. If the player's entry point is too high or too low when cutting the tree, there is a good chance they will miss the item.
"This one is for Vokor's believers." After reading the instructions, Feng Bujue pulled the helmet out of the tree trunk, and turned to Uncle Waste Chai, "Well... I guess it will be used soon. "
Uncle Waste Chai took a few steps forward, took the helmet, observed it for a few seconds and said: "Sure enough, no matter which belief you choose, it will play a certain role at a certain time and place."
"Well, this shows that our strategy in choosing beliefs is correct." Hong Hu responded, "Thinking about it... If none of us chose Wisden, we wouldn't know the existence of this 'shortcut'; and if we didn't If people choose Idient, they will not be able to cut down the big tree and find this piece of equipment."
"Actually... the choice at that time was nothing more than reducing the difficulty of customs clearance." Feng Bujue poured cold water on it at this time, "At present, regardless of the benefits brought by various beliefs, the method of forcibly breaking through It still exists..." He paused, then continued, "If you don't know the shortcut, then find it yourself, or simply take a long way; if no one can cut down a tree with an axe, then take the risk of taking the upper route and consume a few more bottles of antidote "He pointed to the front, "The ghost swamp after that is probably the same. If there is no [Skull of the Pessimist], we will probably face great difficulties, but... that will never be an unsolvable difficulty .”
Brother Jue's words can be regarded as filling in the blind spots of his teammates' thinking. After a little thought, you can understand... these beliefs do play a big role, but they are not "must" conditions for customs clearance.
The plot of choosing faith, to put it bluntly, is to make fine adjustments to the difficulty of the subsequent script.
Teams with strong curiosity or thoughtful consideration of issues are likely to choose more and benefit from it. And those teams that act conservatively, or have a single and sloppy strategy, may focus on choosing one or two beliefs, which will make the subsequent game process more difficult.
In short, everything is based on "choice".
The previous plot of Lesende obviously has many variables, and the key branch of it is the option of "God of Wisdom Wisden". There are three plot changes here: first, no player chooses the belief of Wisden. In that case... Lysende will vaguely point out the approximate location of the Temple of Faith to the players before leaving, but he will not reveal anything about the shortcut.
The second type is what Brother Jue and the others are experiencing... Someone chooses Wisden, and the questions raised are related to the main task. Under such a choice, Lessend would say this shortcut, and then leave.
And the third is that someone chose Wisden, but the question asked had nothing to do with the main quest. Well... basically the death option. If the player does this, Lysende will leave directly without mentioning anything about the Temple of Faith.
Of course, the above three types are just one set of variables. There are many other plot changes, such as "failed to complete side missions", "actively triggering battles", "nonsense when choosing beliefs", etc... Most of them are FLAGs that die at one touch, so I won't go into details one by one up.
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After cutting down the big tree, the five quickly passed through the gorge and continued on their way.
Behind the gorge, it still belongs to the range of mocking forests. Therefore, after walking more than a hundred meters, they were surrounded by scolding.
However, the players are no longer surprised by this, they just think it's just rumors...
Atobe still acts as a pioneer, overcoming all obstacles and opening up the way forward. After walking like this for a while, he suddenly said, "This forest is getting thinner..."
"It means that we are getting closer to the edge of the forest." Feng Bujue continued.
While the two were talking, Atobe happened to split a vine wall blocking the way.
All of a sudden, a strong smell came to my face...
"Damn!" Atobe cursed, raised an arm to cover his mouth and nose, turned around and staggered back.
At the first second, the four people behind thought that Atobe ran away because they saw some danger. But in less than two seconds, they all also smelled the stench that came with the wind...
"Well... what's the situation?" Tianma Xingkong put his palms together, covered his mouth and nose, and said in a low voice.
"Farting is not allowed in this game... The possibility of the smell coming from teammates can be ruled out first." Honghu covered his nose with his sleeve.
"Your analysis is the same as if you didn't say it..." Uncle Waste Chai's reaction was the same as the previous one, and he covered his face with his sleeve.
"Hmm... it should be the smell of shit." Feng Bujue stood at the front, covered his nose with his glove, and said thoughtfully.
"Fuck! I inhaled a big mouthful without preparation..." Atobe had retreated to the back at this moment, sitting sideways on the ground, his face clouded, "I always feel that I have lost something important thing… "
"It's just smelling shit." Feng Bujue replied relaxedly, "As for putting on this spoiled look?"
"I said... crazy brother, why are you so sure it's shit?" Uncle Waste Chai asked this question in a weird tone, because he already had some bad speculations in his mind.
"Oh, it's like this... When I was in middle school, my natural science research project was-'stinky'." Feng Bujue replied.
"Is your teacher crazy?" Honghu blurted out his complaints. After saying this, he immediately thought of something again, and took advantage of the situation, "Is it because you drove me crazy?"
"The homework assigned by the teacher is 'free research', that is to say, you can choose the research project yourself." Feng Bujue said, "I hesitated for a long time between the topic of 'complete crime' and 'smell', considering The former may cause people to misunderstand, and finally chose the latter."
"For fear of causing misunderstanding, just do something normal people would do! Plant potted flowers and write observation diaries, that's all!" Honghu roared, "Speaking of which... a complete crime is considered natural Science?"
"In short... I have classified them according to the degree of human tolerance to smell." Feng Bujue ignored the other party's complaints, and began to explain with great interest, "The slightest is 'acceptable', such as stinky tofu and garlic; then there is 'general disgust', such as fart, body odor, stinky socks, moldy food, etc.; the more serious one is 'extreme disgust', such as corpses, shit..." He paused for two seconds, and changed He took a deep breath, "The last thing is 'inaudible'. Substances in this level are the nemesis of human sense of smell, and can even directly harm us physiologically, such as hydrogen selenide, ethanethiol, skunk, etc."
"And the smell in front of us..." Feng Bujue gestured in that direction with his eyes, "...it must be feces, it is undoubtedly the smell of indole and skatole. It is different from the smell of corpses, although it is also Derivatives of gut bacteria, but…”
"Okay! Don't talk anymore! The more you talk, the more disgusting you are!" Atobe used the ax as a support, stood up again, and shouted to interrupt Brother Jue, "This is not the point at all! You just say yes Let's go! What is there to discuss about this kind of thing!"
"Hehe... I said this, of course it makes sense." Feng Bujue smiled, "I'm building a 'disgusting line of defense' for you psychologically, so that you can better cope with the next physical pressure."
"What do you mean?" Tianma Xingkong's eyes widened, "Should we continue to move forward despite this feeling?"
"Of course." Feng Bujue said in a natural tone, "Do we still have a way out?"
"He is right..." Honghu continued, "There is no fork in the road here, and it is impossible for us to turn back... So, no matter how bad the smell in front is, we have to go."
"Don't worry." Feng Bujue shrugged, "After a while, the sense of smell will be numb. I can't help it, and at most I'll vomit a few times." He waved his hand at Atobu, "Let's go, don't delay Time, stretching the head and shrinking the head is a knife."
"Can I forcefully retreat? Seriously, I wanted to retreat from the beginning!" Atobe resisted hoarsely.
"Ah...it's okay, Atobe." Uncle Waste Chai said weakly at this moment, "When we get to the Swamp of Stool...uh...the Swamp of Ghosts, I will lead the way instead."
"Hey! You just wanted to talk about the poop swamp! You've already said it!" RS
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