Thriller Paradise Chapter 170: Despicable Me (2)

Feng Bujue was not worried about being killed by a single shot. With four Contra medals, the first four deaths were just a drain. At present, apart from disconnection or forced retreat, there are only two possible failures in this nightmare difficulty single-player survival script: first, after all medals are used up, be killed for the fifth time; second, just as before The SS on the broadcast said: "Once the poison is issued, you will be directly judged as a failure to pass the customs", that is, at the moment when the time has passed 92 minutes, it will be declared a failure.

In short, no matter what is waiting for Feng Bujue in the first corridor ahead, the worst result is just one death. The factor that can directly lead to the failure of customs clearance does not exist at all. Of course, if there is, then the factor is a completely unknown failure FLAG. But this possibility is very small and unreasonable. It's like playing Super Mario. The game description says that you fall into a pit or die when time is over. As a result, you just hit the first question mark, that question mark. It actually exploded... Obviously, this became a game of another nature...

Feng Bujue raised his hands, stepped forward steadily and firmly, turned his body to an angle facing the corridor, and stood at the door of the first door, because he still didn’t listen after shouting. To any response. He was mentally prepared for the oncoming bullet, but to his surprise, there was no one in the corridor in front of him.

There were no shooters, no weapons, and the corridors were empty.

Perhaps the person who fired the gun was shooting from a far distance beyond the sight? And that gunshot has been spreading through the corridor to this side? Feng Bujue thought so.

If this is the case, the opponent is definitely not using a one-shot pistol. Because it is impossible for this gun to have an effect on targets beyond the user's line of sight, otherwise the gunman would hold this gadget and open fire at will in the sky or in an empty corridor. I don't know how many people lying on the horizon will be shot.

As for what kind of weapon the shooter used...In terms of distance, a sniper rifle is very suspect, but if a person’s neck is hit by a sniper bullet with a caliber of more than 12 mm, it will definitely not be. The effect of penetrating and exploding blood that I saw just now should be the whole head falling off.

How can a normal gun achieve this range and accuracy? Could it be said that the opponent hit the long-range scope with the one-shot pistol? Or the shooter has a super long-distance observation skill similar to eagle eye?

The other question is that if the opponent was really shooting at a super long distance, he must have not heard Feng Bujue's call just now. So... what is he doing right now? Did he stay where he was and saw Feng Bujue coming to the door? Or did he put down his gun and started moving after killing someone? If it moved, did he come here now, or left toward the other side of the corridor?

"If the other person can see me, and he is me, then he should be able to notice that I and the one just now are not the same Feng Bujue. And if the other person can’t tell the difference. It’s possible that he mistakenly thought that the first shot was missing. It worked, it should have launched a second shot, but he didn't... Could it be that his skills or weapons are cooling down?" Feng Bujue thought, "No...not so."

He put his hand down, passed the first door unhurriedly, and moved forward. While carefully observing the floor, walls and ceiling of the corridor in front of me, I tried to find some clues.

Feng Bujue overturned the hypothesis of long-range shooting. Although that hypothesis could explain why he only heard the footsteps of a person running away, and why there was no more sound in the corridor after the gunshot, but...this There is no one in the corridor. Obviously there is another explanation, a simpler one. It is also a more reasonable explanation at this stage.

"Is it all an illusion..." Feng Bujue said: "The'me' just now, and the gunshot, are all visual and auditory information. There is no corpse, no bullets. Even the blood on the ground turned into white light and disappeared..." He turned his head and looked at the fan-shaped space again: "The phrase'all wrong' and'Don't you...' are hinting to me, go this way. The road is wrong, don’t go any further?” He touched his chin and said: “Then if I think about it the other way around, I should ignore this influence and just follow this path?”

He really couldn't find out the anomalies around him. This corridor was the same as the one he had walked before. There were no distinctive features. Every section was the same, and there were no footprints on the floor. He walked quickly back to the fan-shaped area and stayed for ten seconds without any sign of FLAG being triggered.

Looking at the four doors and four roads in front of him, Feng Bujue said in deep thought: "The usual thinking is that each of the four roads leads to the location of a bottle of potion, but if it is another situation... if there is only one The road is right, it can lead to the four bottles of potion, and the other three are dead ends..."

He scratched his head, "Or... there are two ways to the potion? The other two are dead ends; or three ways are correct, only one is dead." He moved his sight to the first A door: "Is it a reminder or an interference? Is it because I think too much about the overlapping time and space, or is it..."

"Heh..." Feng Bujue raised his head and looked at the ceiling~IndoMTL.com~ In a script with such a monotonous setting and so few hints, what do you want me to do..."

Although from the beginning of this chapter, Jue’s thinking process and behavior have been more than a thousand words, but in fact, it only took him more than two minutes, which is simplified into one sentence: flashing to the door, brain Replenish, take a few steps forward, replenish the brain, return to the fan-shaped space, and replenish the brain.

Counting from the second when Feng Bujue gained the ability to act after the plot introduction was completed, seventeen minutes have passed since he heard the keyword "ninety-two minutes" on the radio. , Sixteen minutes have passed. There is not much difference between the two, no matter which standard is used, this minute's time is basically negligible.

For now, let’s divide the time required to find the four bottles of medicament equally, so that 92 minutes can be divided into four segments of 23 minutes. That is to say, every 23 minutes, sealing Before you know it, you have to find a bottle of medicine to ensure that the antidote is synthesized before the poison strikes.

He hasn't even seen the shadow of the first bottle of potion now, and delaying here is no way, so he turned his head... and walked into the third corridor. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (m) to vote for recommendation and monthly pass. Your support is my biggest motivation.)