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Side quests completed

The system prompt sounded, and Feng Bujue breathed a sigh of relief and sat down on the ground.

"Strange...... Is this thing still invisible when it dies? The Shadow crouched down and tried to touch the monster's dead body.

"This shows ......" Feng Bujue said, took out a steel knife, groped and cut off a piece of skin from the monster's body, and put it on the palm of his hand: "Its stealth mechanism is not actively activated, but a passive characteristic. He shook off the piece of leather again and said, "Its invisibility is not like a chameleon, which creates an optical camouflage effect on its own body surface and blends into the environment...... It is thoroughly transparent. He picked up his flashlight with one hand and shone it, and with the other he slashed the corpse on the floor with a knife, and there was a squeak of flesh and blood in the empty place, "not only the skin and muscles, but also its internal organs, bones, body fluids, and so on...... It's all transparent, huh......"

"Hmm...... Crazy dude. Crazy Sword Shadow said: "I already understand, can you stop playing with the corpse of monsters?" ”

"I'm not playing, I'm just trying to see if its skin or flesh can be used as a camouflage prop." Feng Bujue pursed his lips and said, "It doesn't work o......"

"If so, are you really going to peel it off and put it on as a cloak......

"You can think about it." Feng Bujue replied.

"Hmm......" Madness Sword Shadow muttered, "I wasted my grenade just now...... I think as long as the income is high enough, even if you pounce on that fat worm and bite you to death, you will be thousands. ”

"That's o'...... If you can reward five million in-game coins by killing that bug with your mouth, let alone bite, I can eat it. ”

"Okay...... Don't describe it anymore......" Crazy Trace Sword Shadow felt disgusting when he made up for it.

"That's down to business." Feng Bujue stood up: "Now that the side quest has been completed, no matter whether this round of killing games wins or loses in the end, at least there will be an additional reward for the side quest when it is settled." He walked to the door again, put away the flashlight, and pulled the heavy metal door open with both hands, and the light in the hallway illuminated a small area of the doorway: "Then let's continue along the other fork in the opposite road, in this script to stop and rest and consume, I have always maintained a state of action." He said and went out.

The Crazy Trace Sword Shadow answered, and then followed Feng Bujue and walked out. The two stepped on the pus and ** metal left behind by the death of the troll after passing a distance of five or six meters, and then walked a dozen steps, passed through the T-shaped corridor fork, and walked to the other side of the fork.

The lighting in the hallway was still the same, and a dim path followed a bright area that stretched out into the distance.

The cold walls and poor air quality around it create an oppressive and uncomfortable feeling, if you want to use a metaphor...... Every second in this underground chamber is like breathing gaseous rust into the lungs. This discomfort is like a shadow, and it can't be shaken off, and it regularly consumes the player's white spoon survival value...... When Feng Bujue and Crazy Trace's survival value dropped to 50%, Feng Bujue took out two vials of survival value supplements with a capacity of (medium) from his bag, handed one bottle to his teammates, and drank the other bottle directly.

"Crazy dude...... You only have four bottles of this supplement. The Crazy Trace Sword Shadow didn't take the medicine, but said: "At this time, don't be generous, keep it for yourself, I have a large capacity in my bag." ”

Feng Bujue didn't put the supplement down, but replied: "I don't want you to bring only a large bottle of blood in the future." A survival value supplement with a (large) volume, it is a waste to be consumed at any time. Its recovery effect is 100%, and the theoretical minimum value when drinking is 1%, but generally speaking, players will drink it when their survival value drops to about 10%, because it is easy to be hit by a thousand under the residual blood volume, and the guide zhì loses the opportunity to replenish blood.

In short, typically, a bottle of 100% high-volume supplement provides 80% to 90% of the recovery volume, and the rest is the overflow jù. But there is an easy way to solve this problem. ”

Although the Crazy Trace Sword Shadow hadn't listened to the whole set of theories that he didn't feel conscious of, he had already taken the bottle of supplements and drank it at this time, because he felt it strongly...... I'll be convinced soon.

"If you take into account the decreasing nature of survival value supplements...... Feng Buyi turned his head and continued, and continued: "As long as you have a small or medium volume supplement in your bag...... I'm five bottles, because every five bottles of supplements occupy one item compartment. When there is a loss of HP, give priority to drinking supplements with a smaller capacity to replenish the survival value, so at a later moment when you need to drink a large bottle of supplements, there will be no wasted profit or loss, because the large supplements at that time will not be able to return to 100%......" He paused for a moment, and said: "In terms of this script, aside from the damage caused by the battle, our white spoon method is more economical, the cost of blood recovery is lower, and the amount of recovery will not be wasted." ”

The Crazy Sword Shadow walked almost side by side with him, and after listening to it, he was silent for a few seconds, and he felt that although this passage made a lot of sense, there seemed to be something wrong...... "crazy brother...... Can I understand it this way, you give me a bottle of Chinese blood now, and then in this script, as long as there is a need, the two of us will start drinking the big blood I brought, and we will drink it until we are finished......"

"Yes, but I have a limited bag, so I'll keep the big bottle of supplements with you first. Anyway, as long as you see that your survival value is almost time to recover, you can consciously give me a bottle. Feng Bujue's expression and tone when he said this were so reasonable.

"Let me sort out the situation...... "Crazy Sword Shadow said: "You first forcibly stuff me with a 6,000 game currency blood vial, and then I will have to supply the two of us with an unlimited amount of 12,000 blood." ”

"Yes." Feng Bujue replied, "Didn't you mean what you said just now?" Is it necessary to say it twice? ”

"You kid really don't think of yourself as an outsider...... "Crazy Trace Sword Shadow said.

"According to my observation, this kind of team resource sharing on Cheng Dù will not exceed your psychological expectations and financial affordability at all." Feng Bujue said: "Besides, if we can find some way to stop the loss of survival value in the next hour, based on the proportion of survival value at that time, we may not be able to use your big blood vial." In that case, you'll earn me a vial of blood for nothing. He stretched out a finger and waved, "What's more, you've gained a set of theories on how to make the blood vial more profitable, which can save you an unpredictable amount of survival value recovery in the future, and convert that into money......" He looked back: "Why are you putting on this expression?" ”

"Because I think you're escalating from fooling to blackmailing ......"

"I'm just talking to you about it.,Two adults.,It's common to talk about intellectual property or something.。

"Big brother, I was wrong...... You can take as many blood vials as you want......"

The two of them were chatting as they walked, and suddenly, in front of them on the side of the white spoon, there was a sound of ping-pong...... The sound came from a corner dozens of meters away, from far and near, and the frequency was like footsteps, and it looked like a two-legged creature.

"Probably into the ...... The footsteps were heavy, messy, and a little stumbling, and when he ran, he approached the wall on one side...... "Feng Bujue said: "Is this running away......?"

The Crazy Sword Shadow also listened intently, and he continued, "Why is there no footsteps on the things chasing him?" ”

"And the escapees are not gasping or calling for help, which is not right......" Feng unconsciously drew his steel knife.

Soon, Irikage, who ran around the corner, answered all their questions.

The one was wearing an orange hazmat suit and a helmet with the collar of the suit attached to the helmet. His head was now clung to by an octopus-like creature, only the lower edge of the mask was still exposed, and the tentacles of the "octopus" had passed through the helmet and pierced into the brain.

The octopus monster has replaced this one's brain, controlling his movements, and this monster doesn't seem to be very good at using his body, and when running, his hands just hang down weakly, swinging with the swaying of his body, which affects his balance, so he always staggers when running.

The Shadow looked at the guy who was running towards them and said, "You say...... Strip the thing off his head, will this guy still live? ”

Feng Bujue shook his head, took a few steps forward, and in a baseball-like posture, he swung the steel knife with both hands, and slashed the guy's head head-on.

"I'm kind of nostalgic for shotguns." Feng unconsciously walked towards the head that fell to the ground, "In this kind of script derived from European and American sci-fi horror films, how disgusting and disgusting are monsters......"

The octopus monster was still alive, and fell off its severed skull, and when its tentacles were withdrawn from the helmet, it could be clearly seen that the head inside the helmet was already bloody and fleshy, and there were seven or eight large holes in the skull, and a lot of brains flowed out of the tentacle suckers of the octopus monster, and flowed to the ground with the blood.

Feng Bujue was really glad that he bought a knife before entering this script, and he didn't have to use a blunt instrument to kill this mollusk. Even if a zombie has a skull, it only takes a few strokes to smash the skull with a pipe pliers, but to smash the chewy-looking creature in front of you, the distance is estimated to be about the same as rolling dough...... The octopus monster did not resist too violently, and was lightly chopped into several pieces by the steel knife, and the subtle unknown liquid in its body flowed to the ground, and then it stopped moving.

"The way this thing attacked should be similar to the 'face-hugging worm' in "Alien"......" Feng Bujue shook off the scum on the steel knife, and then came to the skull, and said while observing: "But there seems to be some difference in the way of parasitism, face-hugging worms will not drill so many big holes in their heads and stick their tentacles into it." ”

The mad trace sword shadow had already come to the corpse of the deceased to search for the corpse when he was chopping the octopus, and he found a thing that was suspected to be a weapon in the pocket he entered, and when he took it to his eyes, he could really call up the item menu.

Name: Anti-gravity catapult

Type: Weapon

Quality: Excellent

Attack: Medium

Attributes: None

Special Effect: Objects weighing less than 10 kilograms and less than 1 cubic meter can be levitated and ejected straight forward.

Equipment requirements: Shooting specialization D, equipment specialization E, level 15

Note: Please don't try to suck your eyeballs out, I can tell you unequivocally that the results will be terrible.

"Mad man, let's see if you can use this weapon?" The Shadow of the Trail Sword handed the item to Feng Bujue.

This anti-gravity catapult looks like an iron, but it's not that thick, and there are two buttons for the place to hold it, obviously, one is "lift" and one is "eject". Feng Bujue looked at the attributes of the item, and then casually pointed in the other direction, and "sucked over" the dead head that fell a few meters away. The helmet with the head hovered a few inches in front of the equipment, and the catapult made a constant buzzing sound.

Feng Bujue raised his arm again, pressed the eject button in the direction they came from, and saw that the head flew out at a speed of about seventy yards per hour, disappearing like a cannonball at the other end of the corridor.

"High-tech oahah Feng Bujue praised: "It's a pity that this guy couldn't save his life with this." ”

The Crazy Sword Shadow stared blankly at the passing head, "You play with corpses again......"

"I said the old madman, Ah ......" Feng Bujue put his arm on the shoulder of the mad sword shadow and was about to say something, but the latter interrupted: "You can call me the sword ......"

"Cheap isn't it...... Okay o Ah ...... "Feng didn't feel the answer."

"You should know I'm talking about the sword of the sword, right?"

"I know~Of course I know~" Feng Bujue said: "I said that the sword is less, what about this equipment......"

"If you want to use it, my shooting and equipment expertise is still low." The Crazy Trace Sword Shadow also guessed that Feng Bujue was about to mention this matter, and he handed it over to Feng Bujue just now because he was not equipped with it.

"Then you're welcome." Feng Bujue put away the equipment, looked at the corpse on the ground and said, "This script is really not simple...... This is really yàn room in the competition and there is also a class. ”

Crazy Sword Shadow replied: "Didn't the synopsis say that the scientific research team that came to 'archaeology' had already left with Jason's corpse...... Don't...... Apart from them, are there any other teams that have come here? ”

"That's the only explanation for now." Feng Bujue replied as he began to pick up the dead body's clothes.

"Hey...... Do you want a thousand...... It's a man. The Shadow of the Madness raised his voice: "Why are you addicted to playing with corpses?" ”

Feng unconsciously took off the protective suit of the headless corpse, and inside the protective suit, the dead body was also wearing a white undershirt and a pair of shorts. Feng Bujue raised one of the dead body's arms, pointed to the tattoo on the outside of his left arm and said, "Look at this." ”

The Shadow of the Wild Sword looked closer, where there was a pattern of a boat and the word scavenger, and after a moment's consideration, he looked up and asked, "Hey...... This can't be a member of some future tomb robber organization, right? ”

"The tattoo is the badge of some kind of organization, which is a more reliable conjecture." Feng Bujue was already checking the palm of the deceased at this time, "Of course...... Maybe the tattoo doesn't make any sense, but the guy thinks it's cool to have a tragabond-like title on the arm. ”

"Will there be such an entry?" The Shadow of the Madness Sword continued.

"That's hard to say." Feng Bujue put the palm of the dead corpse very close to his face, and the tip of his nose almost touched: "When I was in elementary school, I once saw an online game, some little kids named the guild 'Nazi' or something, I can't remember the specific full name, they still seem to think they are quite cool, and each of them walks around the game with a swastika sign on their heads." He looked at the corpse's palms and began to examine the back of his hands and nails again: "So what...... If you bury a stupid seed in the soil of ignorance, apply a beep fertilizer, and irrigate it with the poisonous juice of exam-oriented education, the eight achievements will eventually produce some self-inflicted dregs. ”

"I'll ...... Crazy man, have you studied the language blocking system of this game...... You can say this passage as you can, and it doesn't affect the meaning of just one silencing word......"

"This one grinds off his fingerprints." Feng Bujue didn't pick up the words of the crazy sword shadow, but turned to the topic: "Maybe it's with glue, or another rough way...... In short, he did not have fingerprints. He paused: "These hands don't look like the hands of a laborer engaged in heavy weights, and his figure is not muscular......"

"With an anti-gravity catapult, naturally you don't need to do anything to get things done." Crazy Sword Shadow Dao.

"From the elbow of his left and right hands, it doesn't look like he uses a computer a lot." Feng Bujue continued: "But it can't be ruled out that in the future, you will completely abandon the peripheral of the mouse." ”

"I said detective, are you going to strip this corpse here and analyze it from head to toe, every detail?" Madness Sword Shadow asked.

Feng Bujue smiled: "I don't have that much time, and if I really want to do that, I won't throw his head away." He replied: "I just want to see if his limbs have mutated, and there are ......" Feng Bujue said, lifted the corpse's undershirt, and looked at the body again: "Is there any strange organ on the body, or does it have a different skin than the one we are familiar with." ”

"What do you mean?" "The setting of this script is from the tenth part of "Black Friday", isn't it from the X-Men or something?" ”

"I just have a hypothetical ......," Feng replied, "What if this gang is different from those on the ships?" What if they weren't from the universe? Perhaps on this 1st earth, there are still cities that are classified, but those who "immigrate" out do not know. The descendants of the few survivors are hiding there, and civilization continues......"