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> [Crazy, level 48]
[Please select the game mode you want to join.]
[You have selected the single-player survival mode (nightmare), please confirm.]
[Confirmed, the script is being generated... ]
[Loading starts, please wait a moment.]
At this point, the system prompts, Feng Bujue has lost control of his body and fell into darkness.
"Welcome to Horror Paradise." In the next second, a calm and calm female voice came to his ears.
[The loading is complete, you are currently in the single-player survival mode (nightmare).]
[This mode provides an introduction to the script, and there is a chance of branch/hidden missions and special world views.]
[Script clearance reward: Randomly draw two puzzle cards.]
[The introduction to the script will be played soon, and the game will start immediately after the play is completed.]
Before the speech was finished, the opening CG began.
The moment his vision recovered, the first thing Feng Bujue saw... was a windshield and a pair of wipers shaking left and right.
And at the bottom edge of the picture, he also saw a pair of big hands holding the steering wheel.
"The beginning of the first-person perspective..." Brother Jue muttered in his heart, "It seems that this time I will play a certain role again..."
[Hello, Mr. Dave. ] The narration quickly confirmed his speculation.
[Congratulations, you have stood out from many candidates and won the opportunity for this interview.]The voice of the narration sounds quite old, but there is a trace of intimacy in the solemn tone.
"Is this on the way to the interview by car..." Feng Bujue thought immediately.
[As the director of the post office in Otaku Town, I sincerely hope that you can successfully become a member of us.]
"I thought it was Silent Hill..." Feng Bujue looked at the white fog in front of the car and complained, "The fog in your town is also a little ridiculously thick... Even with high beams on, you can only see five Six meters away."
[Please be sure to arrive at my office before nine o'clock in the morning.]
[This interview may take an entire day. I hope you are well prepared mentally and physically.]
"Hey, hey... The interview with MI (Black Super SWAT Team) can't take a whole day..." Brother Jue thought, "Are you the Earth Defense Force with post office signs?"
[The location of the post office is on the north side of the town square, please don't be late.]
[Finally, I wish you good luck.]
The title of this script is not long. It's over here.
At the same second, Feng Bujue gained control of his body.
He immediately eased off the accelerator, slowed the car down a bit, and observed his role through the rearview mirror.
The man called "Dave" appeared to be in his mid-thirties. He has a public face and short clean hair. He was dressed plainly—a dark, long-sleeved plaid shirt over a light leather jacket; classic jeans and white sneakers.
"Hmm... There is no wedding ring, and there is no trace of wearing a ring." Feng Bujue read while observing the details of "myself", "Judging from the calluses on the fingers and the heel of the palm, this person is left-handed..." He glanced at his right hand again. On his right wrist is a watch that looks very cheap, "brown leather strap, ordinary metal and glass case... Both the front and back and the strap are full of scratches..." He almost saw these At the same time, he has already made a corresponding reasoning, "Combining the calluses on his hands and the thickness of his palms... Dave was probably a mechanic engaged in decoration or car maintenance before. Like most people, he would Remembered to take off the watch but didn't think about it... what would happen if you put the watch with keys, loose change, etc. Of course... maybe you already thought about it, but because the watch is cheap. So don't care."
It is a habit of Brother Jue to push people by seeing things. Even if the information obtained has nothing to do with the progress of the script, it is good to treat it as a pastime.
"Ah...it seems to be here..." Before Feng Bujue had time to check Dave's pocket, a bridge appeared in front of the road.
There is a big road sign beside the bridge, and the road sign says "Welcome to Otaku Town"; beside the road sign, there is a stone pier with the words "40T" painted on it, which refers to There should be a weight limit for vehicles crossing the bridge.
When the car driven by Brother Jue drove onto the bridge, the system voice rang in his ears again: [The main task has been triggered]
"Has An Yi's opening preparation time come to an end..." Feng Bujue said in a deep voice.
He didn't check the mission content immediately, but gripped the steering wheel tightly. Slowed down again. Keep an eye on everything within sight.
After driving 300 meters carefully, he passed the bridge and arrived at the entrance of the town.
The asphalt road is interrupted here, the road inside the town. They are basically composed of stones and soil, and there are relatively few cement road sections.
Chi Chi - Ka Ka -
The moment the car leaves the road. Under the hood in front of the car... there was a very unpleasant sound. A few seconds later, a puff of white smoke came out of it.
"Such a precise timing..." Feng Bujue smiled wryly, "I'm also drunk..."
Now that the car had stopped, he simply sat in the driver's seat and looked through his belongings.
Dave had a spring-loaded ballpoint pen pinned to his shirt pocket with an unopened pack of chewing gum; in the left pant pocket of his jeans was a wallet with a darts club membership card in it. A credit card, a driver's license, and three 2 dollars, 4 5 dollars and 3 20 dollars...a total of 86 dollars in paper bills; and in his right trouser pocket, there are 7 quarters and 25 cents. Bunch of keys.
"Hmm... the inside and outside pockets of the leather jacket are empty, so it can be seen that when he went out, he had considered the situation that 'the jacket might be taken off somewhere'." Feng Bujue didn't forget to check his belongings further "Dave" made an analysis, "There is no cigarette on him, and his teeth and fingers don't look like a smoker..." He said, opened all the storage spaces in the car, and checked it again, "There is no accumulated storage space. Tickets, no junk food wrappers, no adult magazines..." He turned his head and looked at the back seat again, "There are no tissues or handkerchiefs on the car or on him, and the cuffs are relatively clean..."
Thinking of this, Brother Jue paused for two seconds, and then concluded: "The body is completely healthy, and there is no common rhinitis or pharyngitis; the physical fitness is excellent, and the IQ and self-control ability are higher than the average level of Caucasians; the diet is balanced. , no habit of staying up late, no bad habits... Heh..." He smiled, "Give me such an athletic body, there must be a conspiracy..."
Only then did he call out the game menu.
Not surprisingly... the skill bar and luggage bar are locked, and spiritual weapons are also unavailable.
And the main task in the task bar also made Brother Jue smell a bit of danger: [Get the approval of the ghost postman and become the new postman of Otaku Town.]
"Is the guy who co-authored me to interview a ghost..." Faced with this kind of supernatural setting, Feng Bujue already had an attitude of not being surprised. After reading the mission description, he took Dave's cell phone off the car charger, "Hmm... this... could it be the legendary Nokia 3310..." He pressed a button casually and looked at the date and time on the phone , "December 25, 2002, 8:25... Christmas morning..."
Immediately afterwards, Brother Jue unlocked the phone keypad (the previous phones were usually unlocked by pressing the asterisk key), trying to find out as much useful information as possible. It's a pity... the SMS and call records in the mobile phone are blank (in the era of traditional mobile phones, many people have the habit of deleting the records directly after sending text messages/calls), and the "memorandum" is also empty. There are records in the "phone book", but they seem to be common contacts, such as "Dad, Mom, Uncle Mark, Aunt Daisy, Williams, Maggie" and so on.
The most important thing is... here and now, this mobile phone is still - "not in the service area".
Therefore, even if Feng Bujue wanted to make a call, he couldn't make it.
"Okay..." Brother Jue only fiddled with it for three minutes before slipping the Nokia into the outer pocket of his leather jacket, "At least this thing can be used as a weapon..."
While talking, he had already unbuckled his seat belt, and pushed open the car door sideways... (~^~)R1052
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