Thriller Paradise Chapter 132: Earth Wasteland (5)
[The side task has been completed]
When the system prompt sounded, Feng Bujue was relieved and sat down on the ground.
"Strange...this thing is still invisible after death?" Kuangzong Jianying knelt down and tried to touch the monster's dead body.
"This shows..." Feng Bujue said, took out a steel knife, fumbled and cut off a piece of skin on the monster's body, and placed it on his palm: "Its stealth mechanism is not actively activated. , But a passive characteristic." He threw off the piece of skin again: "It is not invisible like a chameleon. It creates an optical camouflage effect on its body and blends into the environment... It is completely transparent." I picked up my flashlight in one hand, and cut the corpse on the floor a few times with a knife in the other. There was a creak of flesh and blood, "Not only the skin and muscles, but also its internal organs. , Bones, body fluids, etc... all are transparent, huh..."
"Um...Crazy brother." Kuangzong Jianying said: "I already understand, can you stop playing with the monster's corpse?"
"I'm not playing, I just want to test whether its skin or meat can be used as a disguise item." Feng Bujue pouted, "The result is not good..."
"If it works, are you really going to peel it off and put it on as a cloak..."
"You can consider." Feng Bujue replied.
"Hmm..." Kuangzong Jianying groaned: "My grenade was really wasted just now... I think as long as the income is high enough, even if you pounce on that fat bug, you will do it. ."
"That's right... If killing the bug with your mouth can reward 5 million game coins, let alone biting, let me eat it."
"Yes...Don't describe it anymore..." Kuangzong Jianying brain made up for it and felt sick.
"Let's get back to the subject." Feng Bujue stood up: "Now that the side quest is finished, no matter whether this round of killing game is won or lost, at least there will be an extra reward for the side quest at the end of the settlement." He again Walked to the door, put away the flashlight, and opened the heavy metal door with both hands. The lights in the corridor illuminate a small area of the door: "Next, continue on the other side road on the opposite side. In this script, it’s no different to stop to rest and consume. I suggest that you always keep doing something.” He said and went out.
Kuangzong Jianying responded. So he followed Feng Bujue out. After stepping on the pus and corrupt metal left by the giant monster's death, the two went through a distance of five or six meters. After that, they walked more than a dozen steps, crossed the T-shaped corridor fork road, and walked to the other side of the fork.
The lighting in the corridor is still the same, a dim path followed by a bright area. Stretching to the distance.
The cold iron walls around and the poor air quality create a feeling of depression and uncomfortableness. If you want to compare it, it would be...every second in this underground laboratory, human lungs are like breathing gaseous rust. This kind of discomfort is like a shadow, can’t get rid of it, and regularly consumes the players’ survival value...
When the survival value of Feng Bujue and Kuangzong Jianying dropped to 50%. Feng Bujue took out two bottles of (medium) survival value supplements from his bag, handed one to his teammates, and drank the other bottle directly.
"Brother Crazy...you only have four bottles of this supplement." Kuangzong Jianying didn't pick up the medicine, but said, "Don't be generous at this time, save it for yourself. I have a large capacity in my bag."
Feng Bujue didn’t put down the supplement, but replied: “I suggest you don’t just bring a big bottle of blood in the future. A (large) survival value supplement is a waste of consumption at any time. The recovery effect is 100%, and the theoretical minimum value when drinking is 1%, but generally speaking, the player will drink when the survival value drops to about 10%, because the residual blood volume is easy to be hit. Give it to kill, resulting in the loss of the opportunity to replenish blood.
In short, usually. A bottle of high-volume supplement that can recover 100% can provide 80% to 90% of the recovery volume, and the remaining part is the overflow data. But there is a simple way to solve this problem. "
Although Kuangzong Jianying has not finished listening to Feng Bujue’s whole theory, he has already taken the supplement in the bottle and drank it because he felt strongly... Will be persuaded.
"If you take into account the diminishing characteristics of survival value supplements..." Feng Bujue turned his head and moved on. And then said: "As long as you have a small or medium-sized supplement in your bag... I personally recommend five bottles, because every five bottles of supplements occupies an item compartment. When the blood volume is lost, the volume is given priority. Smaller supplements will fill up the survival value, so at some point in the future when you need to drink a large bottle of supplements. The wasted gains and losses are gone, because the big supplements at that time could not recover 100%..." He said For a moment. He added: "In terms of this script, leaving aside the damage caused by the battle, our method is more economical, the cost of blood recovery is lower, and the amount of recovery will not be wasted."
Kuangzong Jianying walked almost side by side with him. After listening to it, he was silent for a few seconds. He felt that although this sentence was reasonable, there seemed to be something wrong...
"Crazy brother... can I understand this way, you give me a bottle of blood now, and then in this script, as long as there is a need, we will start to drink the blood I brought, until we finish drinking..."
"Yes, but my bag is limited. The big bottle of supplements is still there for you. Anyway, as long as you see that your survival value is almost time to recover, you can consciously give me a bottle too." I felt that the expression and tone of voice when I said this were so straightforward.
"Let me take care of the situation..." Kuangzong Jianying said: "You first force me a bottle of 6000 game coins, and then I will have to supply the two of us with an unlimited amount of 12000 blood. ."
"Yes." Feng Bujue replied, "Doesn't you mean the same as what you just said? Is it necessary to say it twice?"
"You kid really don't think of yourself as an outsider..." Kuang Zong Jianying said.
"According to my observation, this level of team resource sharing will not exceed your psychological expectations and financial affordability at all." Feng Bujue said: "Besides, if we can find it in the next hour Some way to prevent the loss of survival value, in terms of the ratio of survival value at that time, you may not be able to use your large blood bottle. In that case, you will have earned me a bottle of blood for nothing." He stretched out a bottle of blood. A finger swayed, "What's more, you have gained a set of theories on how to make the blood bottle more profitable, which can save you an unpredictable amount of survival value recovery in the future. If you convert these into money..." He turned his head back: "Why are you making such an expression?"
"Because I think your fellow is gradually escalating from being scammed to extortion..."
"I'm just discussing with you, two adults, chatting about intellectual property or something. It's normal."
"Brother, I was wrong...You can take as many blood bottles as you want..."
The two were just walking and chatting. Suddenly, they heard the sound of Pong Pong Pong in front of them...
The sound came from a corner tens of meters away. From far to near. The frequency is like footsteps, and it looks like a two-legged creature.
"It may be a person...heavy, messy, a little stumbled, and approaching a wall when running..." Feng Bujue said, "Is this person running away..."
Kuangzong Jianying also listened attentively, and he answered: "Why is there no footsteps in the thing chasing him?"
"And the escapee is not gasping or calling for help. This is not quite right..." Feng Bujue pulled out the steel knife alertly.
Soon, the figure running out of the corner answered all their questions.
The man was wearing an orange protective suit and a helmet. The collar of the suit was connected to the helmet. At this moment, his head was tightly bound by an octopus-like creature, and only the lower edge of the mask was still exposed. The tentacles of the "octopus" have passed through the helmet and pierced into the person's brain.
The octopus monster has replaced this person’s brain and controls his actions, and this monster does not seem to be very good at using human bodies. When running, the person’s hands just hang weakly and follow the shaking of the body. Swing, which affects balance, so he always staggers when running.
Kuangzong Jianying looked at the guy who was running towards them and said, "You said...take off the thing on his head. Will this guy still be alive?"
Feng Bujue shook his head, took a few steps forward, and in a baseball-like posture, he vigorously waved the steel knives with both hands, and cut the guy's head into the air.
"I miss the shotgun a bit." Feng Bujue walked towards the head that fell on the ground. "In this kind of script derived from European and American science fiction horror movies, monsters are really disgusting and disgusting..."
The octopus monster was still alive and fell off its severed head when its antennae pulled away from the helmet. It can be clearly seen that the human head in the helmet is bloody, and there are seven or eight big holes in the skull. Many brains flowed out of the octopus monster's antennae suckers, and dripped to the ground together with blood.
Feng Bujue was really thankful that he bought a knife before entering the script, and saved him from using a blunt tool to kill this mollusk. Even zombies have skulls. It takes a few things to smash the skull with a pipe wrench, but to kill this chewy creature in front of you, the distance is estimated to be about the same as rolling the dough...
The octopus monster did not resist too fiercely, and was easily chopped into several pieces by a steel knife. The subtle and unidentified liquid inside its body flowed all over the place, and then it stopped moving.
"The way this thing attacks people should be similar to the "face-holding bug" in "Alien"..." Feng Bujue shook the dross from the steel knife, and then came to the head, watching as he said. : "However, there seems to be some difference in the parasitic method. The worm will not drill so many holes in a person's head and put the tentacles in."
Kuangzong Jianying had already come to the dead man’s body when Feng Bujue chopped the octopus. He found a suspected weapon in the man’s pocket and took a look before his eyes. Can actually call up the item menu.
[Name: Anti-Gravity Catapult]
[Type: Weapon]
[Quality: Excellent]
[Attack Power: Medium]
[Attribute: None]
【Special effect: It can make objects weighing less than ten kilograms and volume less than one cubic meter suspended and ejected straight ahead. 】
[Equipment conditions: shooting specialization D, equipment specialization E, level 15]
[Note: Please don’t try to draw your eyeballs out, I can tell you clearly, the result will be terrible. 】
"Brother Mad, come and see if you can use this weapon?" Kuangzong Jianying handed this item to Feng Bujue.
This [Anti-Gravity Catapult] looks like an iron, but it’s not that thick as a whole. There are two buttons where people can hold them. Obviously, one is "lift" and the other "pop." . Feng Bujue took a look at the attributes of the item, and then casually pointed it in another direction, and "sucked it over" the dead man's head that had fallen a few meters away. The helmet with its head hovered a few inches in front of the equipment, and the catapult made a constant buzzing sound.
Feng Bujue raised his arms flat again. I pressed the eject button in the direction they came, and saw that the head flew out at a speed of about seventy yards per hour and disappeared like a cannonball at the other end of the corridor.
"Hi-tech, this is." Feng Bujue praised: "It's a pity that this guy didn't use this to save his life."
Kuangzong Jianying gazed at the dead head with a dull look, "You are playing with the corpse again..."
"I said old crazy..." Feng Bujue was about to say something on the shoulders of Kuangzong Jianying, when the latter interrupted: "You can call me Jian Shao..."
"Young master, right... OK..." Feng Bujue continued.
"You should know that I'm talking about the sword of the sword, right?"
"I know~Of course I know~" Feng Bujue said: "I said that there is less sword. What about this equipment..."
"Use it if you want. My shooting and equipment expertise are still low." Kuangzong Jianying also guessed that Feng Bujue was going to talk about it. He was just because he couldn't equip it. That's why it was so simply handed over to Feng Bujue.
"Then I will be welcome." Feng Bujue put away his equipment and looked at the corpse on the ground and said: "This script is really not easy...There are still humans in this laboratory."
Kuangzong Jianying replied: "Isn’t the plot summary saying that the scientific research team that came to'archaeology' has left with Jason’s body... Could it be... Besides them, there are other human teams who have entered here? ?"
"At present, there is only this kind of explanation." Feng Bujue replied. One side began to strip the dead body's clothes.
"Hey...what are you doing...this is a man." Kuangzong Jianying raised her voice: "Why are you addicted to playing with corpses?"
Feng Bujue took off the protective clothing of the headless corpse. Inside the protective clothing, the corpse also wore a white undershirt and a pair of shorts. Feng Bujue raised an arm of the dead body, pointed at the tattoo on the outside of his left arm and said, "Look at this."
Kuangzong Jianying took a closer look. There was a boat-shaped pattern tattooed there. There is also the word avenger. He considered it a little and looked up and asked: "Hey...isn't this person a member of a future tomb robbing organization?"
"The tattoo is a badge of a certain organization. It is a more reliable guess." Feng Bujue was already examining the palm of the deceased. "Of course...maybe this tattoo has no meaning, but this guy feels that It’s cool to draw such a pattern and a hobo-like title on the arm."
"Will there be such a person?" Kuangzong Jianying continued.
"It's hard to say." Feng Bujue put the palm of the dead body close to his face, almost touching the tip of his nose: "When I was in elementary school, I once saw an online game Some kids named the guild "Nazi" or something. I can’t remember the full name of the guild. They seem to think they are pretty cool. Everyone wanders around in the game with a 4D sign on their heads." After reading the palm of the corpse, he began to check the back of the hand and nails: "So... buried a stupid seed in the ignorant soil. Apply fertilizer with [BEEP——], and then use the poison of test-oriented education. Come and irrigate, eventually the Eight Achievements will produce some scumbags who take their own humiliation."
"I'm going... Crazy brother, have you studied the language shielding system of this game... You can say this paragraph, and there is only one silenced word that does not affect the meaning..."
"This person has rubbed off his fingerprints." Feng Bujue didn't pick up Kuang and Jianying's words. Instead, he turned to the topic: "Maybe it was glue, or another cruder way... In short. He has no fingerprints." He paused: "These hands are not like those of heavy manual laborers. His figure is not muscular..."
"There are devices like anti-gravity catapults, so many things can be done without any physical effort." Kuangzong Jianyingdao~IndoMTL.com~ Seeing from the elbows of his left and right hands, It's not like people who use computers frequently. "Feng Bujue continued: "However, it cannot be ruled out that people will completely abandon the mouse as a peripheral device in the future. "
"I said the detective, are you going to strip this corpse here, and then analyze him through every detail from head to toe?" asked Kuangzong Jianying.
Feng Bujue smiled: "I don't have much time, and if I really want to do that, I won't throw his head away." He replied, "I just want to see his Are there any changes in the limbs, and..." Feng Bujue said, lifting the corpse’s undershirt, and then looking at the torso: "Are there any strange organs growing on the body, or possessing something different from the humans we know. Skin."
"What do you mean?" Kuangzong Jianying said, "The setting of this script comes from the tenth part of "Black Friday", isn't it from the X-Men?"
"I just have a hypothesis..." Feng Bujue replied: "What if this group of people are different from the humans on the spacecraft? What if they are not from the universe? Maybe on this old earth, they still exist. The city where humans live, but the humans who “immigrants” go out don’t know. The descendants of a few survivors hide there, and civilization is still going on..."