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an hour ago......

The Crazy Trace Sword Shadow was standing five meters away from the headless corpse, and he didn't feel the wind.

"Are you sure you want to do that?" The crazy sword shadow looked at Feng Bujue, who was squatting next to the corpse, and his eyes seemed to say: You are really perverted.

"Am I already doing this, what? Can't bear to use grenades?" Feng Bu replied.

"Ah...... To be honest, I'm more concerned about your mental state than whether or not the grenade will go to waste......" Madness Sword Shadow squinted at him.

"Does this have anything to do with the mental state?" Feng Bujue replied: "I'm just using dead corpses to lay a trap in a virtual game. Anyone in their right mind, as long as they can think of this strategy, will not hesitate to implement it."

"Huh...... Say whatever you want......" Crazy Sword Shadow didn't want to argue with him about anything, at the moment he kind of understood, why this guy's ID was called "Crazy Unaware".

Feng unconsciously tied a metal wire through the pull ring of the grenade, held the grenade in his hand, rolled up his sleeve, and directly and rudely reached all the way through the esophagus of the dead corpse, and stuffed the grenade into his stomach. And on the front of the corpse, only a small wound is needed, so that the metal wire can emerge from the stomach and from under the skin.

The next thing is to engrave the word, and in the position where the metal wire sticks out, use a "question mark" to decorate it, and wait for the other party to take the bait.

"Why did you leave a word, but you covered half of it?" The Crazy Trace Sword Shadow looked at Feng Bujue's arrangement and asked.

"If they hadn't covered it at all, they would have been able to see what I had written from a distance." Feng Bujue said: "And if it's all covered? (11) Zhi Zhu Su is fierce?" When he had done so, he wiped his hands with the clothes of the deceased, stood up, and said, "If they are half-covered, they will crouch down and lift their clothes to see what it is. Then...... As long as they have normal eyesight, they will perceive the ends of this strand of metal."

"How can you be sure they're going to move this line?" Madness Sword Shadow asked.

"Who's to say I'm sure they're going to move?" Feng Bu replied.

"Huh?" The Shadow didn't seem to understand what he meant.

Feng Bujue said again: "Does this look like a trap?"

"Hmm...... It's not like."

"Why not?"

The Shadow of the Trail tried to keep up with his train of thought: "The trap should be placed somewhere in the path of the other party with a suddenness. Like the back of a door."

Feng Bujue nodded: "That's it."

"Okay?" The Crazy Sword Shadow still doesn't understand.

"I'll give you another example." Feng Bujue said: "Do you remember the safe we received the side quest before?"

"Of course I do."

"If we open the box and it triggers an explosion, are we already hit?"

"The system won't be set up that way." The Shadow of the Madness replied, "Then the player will not be able to dodge at all, if the box does explode, there must be some clues before opening it."

"Oh." Feng Bujue said: "Then am I the system?"

"Hmmm......"

"Am I like someone who would be kind enough to remind the other person?"

"This ......"

"Plus, there's a reason why you wouldn't think that the box was a death flag without thinking." Feng Bujue said again.

"Because...... That room is an optional task and we can leave the door open. Leave directly from the other road. Even if we finish killing the monster later, we can choose not to open the chest in the room." The Shadow of the Trail Sword continued.

Feng Bujue pointed to the corpse: "This corpse, lying on the ground, they can ignore it, don't look at the remaining half lines, even if they do, they can choose not to touch the metal wire."

The Crazy Sword Shadow scratched his head, as if he understood: "This is some kind of ...... Psychological suggestion?"

Feng Bujue had already taken a step and motioned for the other party to follow, and he said as he walked: "Let a person do something that seems to be fine. In fact, what is not good for him must first make him feel. This can be done or not, and he is not forced to do it. Then, on the surface, it seems to be 'normal', so-called normal...... It just can't be too difficult, it's too difficult to do, and it can't be too easy, it's too easy for the other party to be suspicious.

Like when you kill someone. It's 'normal' for the victim to resist, but too much resistance will make you feel discouraged. And being completely calm will make you suspicious.

Or if you're going to plant a bomb in a facility, too much security will force you to give up, and too much lax defense will make you feel incredible......"

Feng Bujue licked his lips and coughed twice: "So, I hid the grenade in the corpse, and the triggering metal wire was in a place where they could touch it or not, and my message was not engraved on the surface, nor was it engraved on the corpse's butt so that they couldn't find it." He sighed, "Finally...... Just give them an unexpected surprise."

"And what if they don't find the wires, or even look at the bodies and leave?" Madness Sword Shadow asked.

"They're pros, right?" Feng Bujue Dao.

"Hmmm......"

"If it were you, would you just leave without doing anything?"

Before the mad trace sword shadow could answer, Feng Bujue said again: "Of course, the worst-case scenario is nothing more than the loss of a grenade."

"You didn't lose anything anyway, did you......"

"Yes." Feng replied shamelessly.

They talked for a while, for about ten more minutes, after rounding a certain corner...... Suddenly, a piece of metal the size of a basketball whistled in front of him and flew past the unaware left side of his face.

Feng Bujue's first reaction was to bend down and take out his pistol to return fire, he looked ahead and found a figure standing in a dimly lit area far away from the corridor, and it was obvious that the person had launched the raid.

The Shadow of the Wild Sword also noticed the attacker, and his movements were so fast that he couldn't help but say something, and rushed forward, the long sword already in his hand.

No matter who attacked, or what it was, for the Shadow of the Wild, as long as he was close to the range of the Radiant Slash, then he was absolutely confident that he would not fall behind.

The figure seemed to be stunned for a moment when he saw what the mad sword shadow had done, and froze there for two seconds, then turned and began to flee.

At this moment, Feng Bujue had already run forward, and he noticed the other party's reaction. The mad sword shadow that ran ahead shouted, "Keep your mouth alive!"

The Shadow of the Trail didn't have time to answer, but he heard it.

Feng Bujue ran with all his strength, and it can be seen in the script where the two of them went head-to-head that when Feng Bujue ran with all his strength, it was roughly equivalent to the speed at which the Crazy Trace Sword Shadow produced seven or eight points of force, and after opening the spiritual consciousness gathering, the Crazy Trace Sword Shadow couldn't catch up with Feng Bujue even if he went all out.

At this point, the two of them chased at about the same speed, and soon approached the escapee. The man was also wearing an orange hazmat suit. The running speed is not at all on the same level as the two players, and he has an anti-gravity catapult in his hand. Seeing this, Feng Bujue was basically sure that the person who tried to sneak attack them was an NPC, so he shouted again: "Catch them alive."

After a short time, the Shadow of the Trail finally came to the distance where the Shadow Slash could be activated, and he appeared directly in front of the opponent with a teleportation. The man was shocked when he saw this, but he couldn't stop his footsteps, and the shadow of the sword swept across his collarbone with an elbow, and the guy immediately fell and flipped on his back.

Though the man was stumped, and lay on the ground groaning. But the Shadow unceremoniously twisted his arm and pinned it face down to the ground. and took the catapult from his hand.

Feng Bujue also rushed to the scene at this time, but he was not as calm and relaxed as other masters, and seeing that the situation had been controlled, he supported his knees with both hands and gasped first.

"Say, who are you?" Shadow said to their captive.

The man had already run out of breath and was thrown to the ground by an elbow. Where can I speak?

Feng Bujue said: "It's okay to let him go, it's okay."

Shadow Shadow let go of his hand and took two steps back. Still with his sword in his hand, he watched vigilantly at the attacker on the ground.

The man rolled over, face up, chest heaving heavily, and he didn't even out his breath for a long time. Judging from the transparent mask, he was a Caucasian man, and he looked very young, about twenty years old, very tall? Fantasy? And thin, with black hair like instant noodles.

When he had come to his senses, the man sat up, propped his hands back, until he reached the wall, and looked at the two men in front of him with a look of horror.

"Let's talk." Feng Bujue squatted down, put his eyes at the same level as him, and said, "What's your name?"

"Outsiders! You devils! Heathen! The man clasped his helmet in both hands and shouted, "Don't try to hypnotize my brain with your 'magic words'!" Don't! "

The mad sword shadow looked at Feng Bujue: "I'll go...... Does this seem to be getting more and more complicated? 飧緿設 Huang Qiang Ping Magnesium Ayalee? Why did you come out with a religious fantasy setting again?"

Feng Bujue hesitated slightly, and then sneered: "No, I think this is the future sci-fi setting." As he spoke, he pulled the steel knife out of his bag.

When the man saw this, he began to roar desperately.

"Shut up......" Feng Bujue first said at a normal volume, but the other party was still yelling, Feng Bujue immediately picked up the steel knife and put it on the guy's neck, and shouted: "Shut up!"

The man was scared by him? What is the editor? It's just that the expression is still frightened.

"You, called, what, name." Feng Bujue asked word by word.

"Han ...... Hank." Hank replied.

"Hank, it doesn't matter what you think I am. I don't need your trust and I don't need to explain anything to you. However, you have to answer our questions truthfully, otherwise, you will be very ...... Isn't it a pure snort?" Feng Bujue said.

"No...... Don't ......" Hank said, "Don't kill me, I still have my mother at home...... My brothers are dead...... I can't ......."

"Don't talk nonsense!" Feng Bujue interrupted: "I asked, you answered."

Hank nodded, his emotions a little calmer than a minute ago, like a child whose crying had been stopped.

"What do you do, why are you here?" Feng Bujue asked.

"I ...... I'm a 'scavenger', our squad...... Get the instructions and come here to search." Hank replied.

"How many people are in your team?" Feng Bujue Dao.

"Five ......," Hank replied, "but the others...... I lost contact with them a few hours ago." When he said this, he looked at the mad sword shadow with a strange look.

"Don't look at me like that, I didn't kill your companion." The Crazy Sword Shadow was naturally aware of it, he had already put away his sword, and said casually: "We have met one of your companions, but when we met him...... He's dead, killed by monsters." He was referring to the man who was parasitized by the octopus.

"What...... Blame...... Monster? Oh, my God...... Damn." Hank's body was trembling uncontrollably, and he seemed to be about to cry: "No wonder they say they saw strange things......"

"What kind of transport did you use to get here?" Feng Bujue asked again.

"'Traffic'?" Hank didn't seem to understand the meaning of the word.

"What are you flying in?" Feng Bujue changed his question.

"It's the 'Shafish Cabin'. Hank replied.

"Is it something like a boat or a car?" The Shadow of the Trail interjected.

"Car?" Hank looked inexplicable again.

Feng Bujue shook his head, sighed, and continued to ask: "You originally stayed on the 'Shayu Cabin', and your other four companions went down to this real room to explore, and since you lost contact with them, you also came down, right?"

"Yes." Hank nodded back.

"Why did you attack us?" Madness Sword Shadow asked.

"You...... You ......" Hank said as he looked at them and trembled, "because you are outsiders......"

"Can you explain, what an outsider is?" Feng Bujue said.

Hank replied, "Devil! People outside the village! "

"And how do you know we're outsiders?" Feng Bujue asked.

"Your clothes ......," said Hank, "I've never seen anything like it. And you don't need protective clothing to survive here."

"Oh?" Feng Bujue raised his eyebrows: "What?" Are you going to die as soon as you breathe in the air here?"

"Of course! Only in the village can there be clean air to breathe! The air outside is deadly! It's poison gas spread by outsiders! Hank said in a loud voice.

Feng Bujue stood up, leaned over to the Crazy Sword Shadow and said, "Do you remember what the beginning of the tenth part of "Black Friday" was like?"

"Say whatever you want......" Crazy Sword Shadow said, "Anyway, whatever you say is what it is......"

"I just don't remember." Feng Bujue Dao.

"Nonsense, who remembers the details of that old movie that I don't know when?? The mad sword shadow said, but after these words came out, he realized something, and then added: "Okay, not including your ......"

Feng Bujue said: "I remember very well that at the beginning of that movie, the members of the scientific research team from the universe could take off the helmets of their protective suits to breathe in this real room. Of course...... That if they first check the air quality and bacteria in their surroundings."

"Tell me the point." The Shadow of the Wild Sword continued.

"That's the point. This guy in front of us, as I had assumed before......" Feng Bujue whispered. While staring at Hank, who was huddled with his back against the wall, he said, "...... He is supposed to be a descendant of a survivor of the Old Earth, but for some reason, instead of adapting to the environment and becoming stronger, he has a tendency to degenerate. Even those immigrants in the universe have no problem breathing the air in this real room for a short period of time, but he can't."

"Isn't that weird?" Crazy Sword Shadow Road.

"Was Darwin a god?" Feng asked rhetorically.

"Uh......" said the Shadow of the Wild Sword, "Well, I'm not very good at biology. But...... Presumably you're implying that this situation doesn't conform to the laws of species evolution, right?"

"A group of humans living in an artificial environment like a spaceship have almost the same cardiopulmonary function as humans did more than 400 years ago." Feng Bu said: "But these survivors who live on the earth where the air is so bad. But he looks like he's going to choke to death if he inhales second-hand smoke." He paused, "Also, do you remember the guy who was killed by the octopus monster before?"

"Do you mean the one who was beheaded by you, forcibly stuffed with a hand grenade from the esophagus, and had a word engraved on his stomach?" The Crazy Trace Sword Shadow stared blankly and said, "Ha...... It's so easy to forget about him......"

"That guy is about the same height and size as Hank, and he's very skinny." Feng Bujue Dao.

"So?"

"They're white...... Let me remind you that in our time, the average height of men in Western Europe is generally around 1.8 meters, and in Northern Europe it is close to 1.9 meters." Feng Bujue Dao.

"Don't you think that malnutrition is the norm on a planet with this kind of environment?" Crazy Sword Shadow said, "Besides, it's just a game, why bother with these details......"

Feng Bujue shook his head: "I don't know how many humans there are in total on this old earth, but what is certain is ...... There must be something wrong with Hank's 'village'."

"Crazy dude...... Do you remember, we're here for a 2v2 killing game, not to save an NPC's village?"

Feng Bujue stretched out his hand, raised three fingers, and listed three reasons in a serious manner: "Their village has air quality that does not consume survival value, has the scientific and technological strength to make anti-gravity catapults, and their villagers are vulnerable."

"Oh...... You're not going to save the village, you're going to burn and loot, right?" The Shadow of the Trail Sword understands it.

Feng Bujue replied: "Whether it's salvation or plunder, I'll talk about that later...... As long as we manage to get on to Hank's 'sandfish cabin' and leave this real room, we will be invincible. Before the patience or blood replenishment of those two guys in the corpse knife is exhausted, we have a variety of strategies to choose from, and the initiative is completely in our hands." (To be continued)