Thriller Paradise Chapter 57: Garlic Wushuang Chapter (11)

"I said this little brother, what I said just now is all in vain?" Pan Feng widened his eyes and said: "It is said that the derivatives are very strong, what do you learn? Are you looking for death? You follow us first Go to get the main task, and then leave the script, OK?"

　　 "As you said, the fourth-level derivative in this level of script is only slightly stronger than Ashford's BOSS in terms of intelligence and combat power." Feng Bujue said: "What's the matter? Can't kill?"

　　 "The question is you don't need to kill us?" Hua Xiong asked.

　　 Xiao Tan put on a shocked expression on the side, he also pointed at Feng Bujue: "Yes! We don't need to kill it!"

　　 "The reason why you say it is unnecessary is because... if the player kills the derivative, it is neither a sideline or a hidden mission, nor is it helpful to the main line, and it will take a lot of risk, right?" Feng Unconsciously.

　　 The three nodded, and said in unison: "Yes."

　　 "Apart from the possible profit of specialization level, skill value, etc., do you all ignore the most important thing that a'game' should bring to the player?" Feng Bujue asked.

　　 "Uh...what?"

　　 "It's fun." Feng Bujue said with a smile: "As you said, the chance of players encountering derivatives is very small, and it is very likely that there will not be a second time. But for the team script, I want to line up a few Just a few times at a time, why don't you die once?" He paused, and then said: "It's rare to encounter a spin-off, but I was watching the two GM Qingguang main missions, and then I was sent out of the script. Isn’t it too boring? Even if I go to schedule a script normally and get killed by the blame in the middle, it’s more interesting than this."

　　 Xiaotan raised his head forty-five degrees and looked up at the sky: "It was said by you... I suddenly felt that not chasing down that derivative is like a loss."

　　 "That's right, how many people can't even meet, even if we die in his hands?" Feng Bujue said, "It's like you have passed Contra 10,000 times, suddenly in a certain At the end of the level, I encountered a boss in Castlevania, so even if you die, you would not consider going around and not fighting."

　　 "Oh! It seems to make sense!" Xiao Tan said excitedly.

　　 "This kid's thinking is a bit abnormal..." Pan Feng whispered to Hua Xiong.

　　 "It's not normal, it's a gentry (changed) man (state)..." Hua Xiong also whispered back.

　　 "The two of you are standing so close to me and talking in low voices again! Isn't that useful?" Feng Bujue shouted.

　　…………

　　 At five o'clock in the afternoon, at the gate of the gun shop.

　　Feng Bujue and Wang Tanzhi are looking at the death scene.

　　 The young master of the trace department and the name are so hard to pick that they have long since turned into white light and disappeared. After the player is killed, the body will not remain in the script. In the same way, if the player mutates due to infection with a virus, then when the mutation time limit is reached, the player turns into white light and disappears, and his last location will spawn a corresponding ordinary zombie monster at the same time.

　　 In short, the game company will not let the player's body remain in the script in any form. The player will either turn into a white light and leave or stay alive.

　　 There is no corpse, it is difficult to visually restore the process of the derivative's assault, but Feng Bujue made some inferences around the torn sofa and stained with blood: "They are sitting here, holding guns. , Each is responsible for guarding one direction." He said, and he sat on the sofa: "Therefore, there are more bullet cases near the sofa, and the direction of the monster's blood splashing also shows this." He looked at the person in charge of Xiaoming before his death. Direction: "The derivative comes from over there..." He said, stood up, walked forward, walked to the crossroad in front, turned back, and kept looking down at the ground during this period: "The appearance of the derivative should be It's a woman, at least from a distance, it doesn't look like a monster, maybe it's a beauty..."

　　 "Do you know all this?" Xiao Tan asked.

　　 "These blood stains on the ground are very useful. As long as you walk on this street, it is difficult not to leave shoe marks." Feng Bujue squatted down, looked at the ground and said, "Here is a row of high-heeled shoes. Obviously." He looked up and said: "And all the zombies on this street, regardless of men and women, are not wearing high heels." He explained: "It means that the owner of this row of footprints is not here at the moment. It killed two Player, then left."

　　Feng Bujue stood up and walked a few more steps, "About ten steps from the sofa, the footprints are interrupted. This should be the distance from which it launched an attack." He came all the way to the sofa: "Here, there is an obvious shoe. Yin, right in front of the sofa, is where she stood when she did it." He looked back ten steps away: "The distance of nearly seven meters, and it's almost instantaneous. It also proves that it is not the sluggish blood wolf zombie. Swallowing monster."

　　 He walked around to the other side of the sofa again, "After killing someone, she left from another direction. After walking a certain distance and stepping on a new blood stain, she left some traces."

　　 "Brother Jue." Xiao Tan asked: "You still haven't answered my question, is it a beautiful woman in high heels?"

　　Feng Bujue replied: "Look at the footprints when it came." He walked to the side just now: "These footprints were'walking' out, not'running', not even zombies. '." He pointed to the ground: "Inferred from the stride length and the depth of blood stains, his height is about 1.65 meters, his weight is not heavy, and his walking gait can be described as graceful."

　　 "Maybe it's just a monster walking in an enchanting posture." Xiao Tan continued.

　　 "A monster wearing high heels, or a man wearing high heels... walks towards you unhurriedly, would you still sit on the sofa and wait for it to approach within ten steps?" Feng Bujue asked Tao.

　　 "Hmm..." Xiao sighed for a while, and it seemed reasonable.

　　 "If the derivative looks like a monster from a distance, then the name is really difficult to pick, it must have been shot." Feng Bujue continued: "Next there will be two possibilities. The first is the derivative. Start running, rushing over and attacking."

　　 "From the perspective of footprints, this can already be ruled out." Xiao Tan said.

　　Feng Bujue said: "The second possibility... The derivative continues to keep its pace, walks slowly, and then launches an attack." He paused: "In that case... the name is really difficult to get and the trace department. The young master will not stay on the sofa anymore. They have plenty of time to stand up and retreat, and instead retreat and fight."

　　 "Maybe they are pinned to the sofa by a monster's superpower?" Xiao Tan said.

　　 "Instead of explaining it like this, it's better to overturn the hypothesis that'it looks like a monster'." Feng Bujue said.

　　"This is also..." Little sighed: "Then, assuming that the appearance of the derivative is a human female, why is it a beautiful woman?"

　　"It's just my instinct to say'beauties'." Feng Bujue said: "Maybe she looks plain."

　　"Cut..."

　　Feng Bujue smiled, and then said: "So, what happened is... They are sitting here, looking at a woman who doesn't look like a monster, moving Lianbu lightly, and coming in for money." As he said, he sat down on the sofa again: "When the derivative approached about ten paces, the two finally discovered some anomalies, and they must have initiated resistance immediately. However, it was too late to realize the danger at this distance. , The derivative swooped in and solved the battle." He touched the torn leather on the sofa: "This trace is almost like Wolverine's murder here, and the last few footprints beyond those ten steps are completely There is no sign of acceleration or deepening~IndoMTL.com~What does this mean?" Xiaotan asked.

　　 "How far can you leap forward without a run-up?" Feng Bujue asked.

　　 "Two meters are the most, right."

　　"This derivative can jump at least six meters."

　　 "Hmm..."

　　 "After jumping this distance, it used some kind of claw weapon or its own hands to quickly tear the bodies of two people apart, and it also suffered along with the sofa under them." Feng Bujuetuo Pointing to his cheeks, he said, "Probably that explains this."

　　 Xiao Tan raised his head, and shouted at Pan Feng and Hua Xiong who were ambushing on the roof of a building not far away: "Two big brothers! You have to keep an eye on it!"

　　 Those two ignored him, continue to chat...

　　Feng Bujue said: "Don't worry, didn't they say that, as long as the derivative appears within one kilometer around, they will be prompted by the system and can see the coordinates of the target from the script map that comes with it."

　　 "I said this system is really tangled, isn't it the end of just sending them the coordinates of the derivatives?" Xiao Tan said.

　　"That’s why we say that derivatives are'uncontrollable data'. They must have some resistance to system search and interference. If they can do what you said, then the system will directly kill the derivatives with thunder. Isn’t it more straightforward? Do you still want GM to do it?" Feng Bujue said: "Speaking of which... what these two guys said, in fact, we can't believe it all."

　　 Xiao Tan's expression changed: "What? Did they lie to us in any way?"

　　"It’s not like that. They should be telling the truth." Feng Bujue said, "But...they are just two employees. How do you know what the senior executives of Dream Company told them about the derivatives? All of the information is true..."