Thriller Paradise Chapter 523: The Magic Island of Tsui (29)

Uncle Waste Chai took out the cigarette, lit one, and spit out the flue: "Fur-I only have smoke."

The trace department shook his head: "No."

Honghu replied: "I never buy those unnecessary consumables."

"Um...very..." Feng Bujue spread his hands and said, "Neither do I."

"This is normal." Honghu continued, "Food and water are not necessities, and most players will not bring them." He thought for a few seconds and said, "However, since the system has given relevant information Set, then it shows that there must be a solution."

"It makes sense." Uncle Waste Chai nodded and said, "The thing that we don't have food or water on is the data on the surface at the beginning, and the system must also calculate it when generating the script. And under this premise , The system still gives the settings of hunger and thirst, which means..."

"Does it mean we are about to enter the rhythm of survival in the wilderness..." Tracebu took the conversation.

"In this regard...I've been paying attention..." Feng Bujue said, and took out a branch from his clothes pocket. "What do you think I wanted to do when I picked up these branches of the taunting tree? No? Is it just to eat a bite of cooked food..." He shook his head, and put away the branches, "Unfortunately... I didn't even see a bird when I came here all the way." He sighed, "Oh...Morning If you know, you should collect some locusts to prepare. Now you won’t be so embarrassed. Although I don’t know if you will die if you eat it, you can at least try..."

"Do you dare not mention such disgusting things?" Tracebe replied, "Even if you eat it and you won't die, I don't consider trying something like locusts."

"Cut... pick and choose." Feng Bujue said, "At first glance, I have never been hungry since I was a child."

"Yes! I just haven't been hungry, can't I?" Tracebu said unhappy. "Ben Shao I was born under the red flag and grew up in the spring breeze! I have three full meals a day and take a bath before going to bed!"

"Hmph...shameless..." Feng Bujue snorted dismissively.

"Shenma? You are not normal, so you still say that I am shameless?" The trace department was shocked.

Feng Bujue showed a gloomy expression: "You are so ignorant that you have lived in a greenhouse since you were a kid." His eyes swept the other side up and down, "Do you know... the protein in your body is the fourth of beef? Times..."

"The protein in insects is four times that of beef, right? You are cursing people without dirty words!" Trace Department shouted. Suddenly he thought of something, his expression changed, "Hey! Wait...what do you want to do?" He stared at Brother Jue alertly, "Do you still want to eat people?"

"Well...this is indeed a kind of plan..." Feng Bujue replied.

As soon as this remark came out, the four teammates stepped back a few minutes, looking at Brother Jue nervously.

If someone else said this. That is undoubtedly a joke. But when Feng Bujue said this, things were hard to say...No one knew what this guy was thinking.

"I have a medicine." Feng Bujue continued, "The effect is similar to that of fairy beans. It can not only relieve all abnormal conditions, but also make up for the defects, as long as the fatal parts are not injured. Timely treatment will be able to... …"

"Wait!" Trace Department's reaction this time was swift. He interrupted, "Do you want me to pull a few pieces of meat from my thighs, arms, etc., to serve as food... and then Take a pill to make it up?"

"Do you mind?" Feng Bujue asked calmly.

"Nonsense! How could you not mind!" Rube roared.

"That...crazy brother..." Uncle Waste Chai said to Brother Jue at this time, "Actually...we are not so hungry yet."

Tianma Xingkong also hurriedly said: "Yes, I can bear it any more."

"You don't have to be polite." Feng Bujue ignored their persuasion. Continue to say, "I am in the same situation as you. I know how hungry I feel right now..." He said as he casually took out a kitchen knife from his bag, "Patience is not a good thing to stomach. Good."

"Don't go too far..." Tracebe has stood up, "We are teammates now, we can't attack each other!"

"I know..." Feng Bujue said, "I didn't say... I must eat you..."

Everyone was stunned when they heard the words, and the next second. They all put on a look of respect...

"Then... Are you going to cut your own meat?" Honghu asked tentatively.

"Yes." Feng Bujue replied. His calm attitude when he said this has increased the shock value of his teammates by a few points.

"This is not so good either..." Tracebe said again, "It's human flesh after all..."

"Have you never had similar fantasies?" Feng Bujue swept the crowd with a very provocative eyes, and a faint smile of evil hung on the corner of his mouth. "This is a rare opportunity." Well...do you really want to try it?"

"Your look of expectation has already betrayed you..." Honghu vomited. "Don't confuse us with you..."

"I'm not interested, either." He continued in an empty manner.

Uncle Waste Chai also said: "We understand your kindness."

"Ah...Is there such a convenient solution..." Feng Bujue said disappointedly. "You only need a bottle of survival value supplement and a pill to have a full meal, so perfect. Strategy..."

That being said, except for Brother Jue, obviously no one feels sorry for this...

At this moment, the system prompt suddenly sounded: [The main task has been updated]

"Cut...It really came." Honghu said immediately, "As a result, I only gave about ten minutes of rest time."

"Unexpectedly." Feng Bujue replied casually. At the same time, he opened the game menu and cast his eyes on the taskbar. At this moment, the new main line has appeared: [Within fifteen minutes, use the altar in the sacrificial hall to summon and defeat the wandering **** Volkol. 】

"Hehe...it seems to be hungry to deal with the battle." After reading the task, Feng Bujue put away the kitchen knife, got up and walked towards the altar.

The other four also quickly followed up and regained their spirits. They all understand that the time for small talk is over...

"Well...Although the mission says'Using the Altar', it doesn't mention usage at all..." Uncle Fei Chai quickly realized the problem and said, "Does it seem to be part of the puzzle solving?"

"Does the specific method have anything to do with the patterns on the surrounding walls?" Trace Department raised his head and looked around and asked.

"That would be terrible." He said in an empty manner, "There are thousands of patterns, and I can't understand any of them."

"Don't worry... we don't understand either." Honghu continued.

"That is the epitome of other multiverses." Feng Bujue said without looking back.

"Do you understand this too?" Tracebe asked in surprise.

"I don't understand." When Feng Bujue answered, he was lying on the altar like a toad, carefully observing every inch of the texture on it, "It's just...when I was chatting with the soul of imitation, he deliberately or unintentionally After mentioning a few words, it simply told me." He pointed to the hall behind him again, "As for the totem poles, the sculptures on them are the lower gods in the universe, including but not limited to Those five we believe in."

"Oh?" After hearing the words, Uncle Waste Chai thought for a few seconds, and said, "So...Will there be a clue to summon him on the totem of Walker?"

"According to the soul of imitation~IndoMTL.com~ those totems are only symbolic." When Feng Bujue said this, he almost put his face on the altar, and he exaggeratedly sniffed it with his nose. The slate, "But you can check it out, maybe there will be unexpected gains." He waved his hand, "I will be responsible for the altar here. Don't worry, I won't have any mistakes."

"Um...I believe this." Honghu said, "Looking at you like that, I almost use my tongue...Uh...when I didn't say it."

"Inspecting an object in a scene, I actually came up with such a awkward feeling..." Tracebe sighed, "I really can't guess him..."

Faced with Jue Ge's comprehensive search method using the five senses, all four teammates naturally couldn't stand it anymore. They left the altar acquainted.

After discussing a few sentences, the four of them separately went to various places in the sacrificial hall and started a more "normal" search.

Five minutes of time passed in a hurry, at this moment, suddenly... (to be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point () to vote for recommendation, monthly pass, your support is my greatest The motivation of mobile phone users, please go to read.)