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[Insane, Level 18]

Please select the game mode you want to join. 】

[You have selected single-player survival mode (Nightmare), please confirm.] 】

[Confirmed, script generation ......]

【Loading starts, please wait.】 】

"Welcome to Thrillerland." Feng Bujue's voice this time surprised him slightly, because it turned out to be his own voice.

[Loading has been completed, and you are currently in single-player survival mode (Nightmare.)] 】

[This mode provides a brief introduction to the script, and has a chance to appear in side-quests/hidden quests and special world views.] 】

[Script clearance reward: Randomly select one piece of available Elite equipment.] 】

[Upcoming Script Introduction, the game will start immediately after the playback is completed.] 】

The clearance reward under the Nightmare difficulty is really powerful, and the clearance reward for Hirata's script last time was to draw two puzzle cards at a time, and this time it was directly to get the equipment. However, Feng Bujue arranged this script, mainly to kill the embarrassing non-sleep mode game time from half past ten to early morning, and he himself was not very optimistic about the prospect of clearing the customs......

[Overlapping time and space, game of death, endless horror, reincarnated nightmare. 】

There is no opening CG, and the system voice only gives this inexplicable word, and when the voice falls, Feng Bujue is already standing in a corridor, and he can move freely.

The floor and walls of the hallway are made of wood, and it feels like a thick plank, not like it can be punched through. The overall tone of the corridor is brown, which cannot be said to be spotless. But it's relatively clean, at least there's no musty smell and a big pool of dirt. Lighting overhead. At intervals there is a ceiling light embedded in the ceiling. Looking ahead, there is no dazzling wallpaper, no carpets, no decorations or doors, it is just a very monotonous hallway.

"Ah...... This fictitious script synopsis...... "Feng unconsciously reached into his pocket after hearing that sentence, if a Walkman appeared out of thin air in his pocket at the moment, and there was a message left on the tape inside, then the matter would be easier to understand.

"Hello. Unconsciously, I want to play a game with you. ”

Suddenly, the voice rang out, and it was really the signature hoarse, low voice of Chainsaw Horror. Feng Buyi looked up and saw that at the corner between the ceiling and the wall, nearly three meters high, there was a camera probe and a square broadcast speaker.

"Is that guy at the chainsaw door here again......" Feng looked at the camera unconsciously. A stressed expression.

The voice paused for a second, then continued, "You've always seen solving mysteries as fun, and you've always believed that there are rules and answers to any game.

Gathering information and reasoning has become your habit and habit of what you think. In addition to the purely violent conflict that must be avoided, as long as you are willing to use your brains, you can solve a problem.

But you'll soon realize that you're not necessarily right.

At this moment, a toxin is already lurking in your body......"

When you hear this. Feng Bujue opened the game menu and saw that he did have the state of [Poisoning]. It's the same situation as the last time he encountered the Saw script.

"Once the poison is issued, you will be directly judged to have failed to clear the level, and even SCP-500 will not be able to remove the toxin." The voice immediately said such a sentence, instantly negating the first countermeasure that Feng Bujue thought of at this moment, and dispelled his idea of taking the all-purpose medicine.

"You have a total of ninety-two minutes to find four unique chemical elixirs, mix them together, and you can get the antidote." The voice began to read the rules: "During this time, you will meet some people, witness some things, and what you see and hear, may change your actions and interfere with your judgment. ”

Feng Bujue had already used [Decisive Thousand Miles] at this time, and wanted to check the information of the boss, but nothing was displayed......

"As your old friend, I will give you special privileges, so that you can avoid the drag of the battle factor and concentrate on solving puzzles." The voice finally said, "Now, the game begins." ”

【You have obtained a special item*2】

【Main quest triggered】

【Searching for Chemicals (0/4)】

Feng Bujue was still pondering the meaning of the phrase "old friend", and the system prompts appeared one after another.

"Old friends?" Feng Bujue muttered: "Is it really the guy in Chainsaw Horror before?" The boss that can pass quest items between two scenarios? He then thought, "Shhh...... No, in that script, I was playing a guy named Arthur. Xige's reporter, but this time he directly called me Feng (crazy) unconsciously...... The name has changed, and you still say that you are an old friend? ”

Feng Bujue thought about it while opening the menu and checking his bags, thinking about what the so-called "special treatment" would be.

Outcome...... He saw something terrible.

[Name:One-Hit Killer Pistol]

[Type: Weapon]

[Quality: Legendary]

[Attack: ??? 】

[Attributes: None]

[Special Effect: Special Kill]

[Equipment Condition: Shooting Specialization F]

[Can I bring out the script: No]

[Note: This gun has an infinite number of bullets, and none of its parts can be disassembled or reloaded.] When firing, you can only and only need to fire one bullet at the current target. As long as you aim roughly at the target and pull the trigger, the bullet will surely hit and kill in one hit. 】

Feng Bujue's first thought when he saw this thing was: When the script is over, he must go to the scare box to see the changes in the attributes of this thing, as well as the selling price......

And the second extra item, the stats are just as shocking:

[Name: Contra Medal*4]

[Genre: Drama related]

[Quality: Legendary]

[Function: Can take death in place of the player (cannot be traded, discarded, or taken out of the bag)]

[Can I bring out the script: No]

[Note: Strange, why not thirty?] Up, Up, Down, Down, Left, Right, Left, Right, B, A, A, A......]

"Hey...... What's going on......" Feng didn't feel like he had finished reading these two items. The corners of his mouth twitched: "It's not an old friend's problem, it's just my own son!" He paused: "Look at what it means...... This level is pure puzzle solving. And it's hard to look like, isn't it......"

Feng Bujue straightened out the words he had just heard in his mind a little: there is not much information at the moment, and there are some inexplicable situations, such as: Since this boss gave me four lives, plus a weapon that kills with one hit, didn't you remember to give me a watch or something like a timekeeping item? That's ninety-two minutes, and this guy even knows how I can mentally calculate time? Wait a minute...... He seems to know even what's in my bag and what it works for, otherwise how could he have declared SCP-500 invalid in advance?

Feng didn't think about it for too long, so he hurried forward with the time. From the entry script. From listening to the rules, to observing objects, to thinking, etc., it actually took him less than five minutes.

Originally...... When Feng Bujue entered this nightmare difficulty solo book, he didn't think that he had to clear the level, but now, the situation is different. The voice on the radio seduced ...... Oh no. It piqued his interest. You can say that he is a scum with only five combat power, and he will not be angry at all, but you can't say that he is not good at solving puzzles, and he also gave him such a powerful item, putting on an attitude of "I can't pass the level if you forgive you".

Feng Bujue this kind of reading addiction and reasoning addiction encounters this kind of provocation. It's going to have to be a game of life. Determined to solve all the puzzles, he rushed all the way to the boss and said with contempt in his eyes: "Hand over your knees." "Only then can we be satisfied, and then we can give up.

…………

Where Feng Bujue first stood was a wall behind him. So he has only one way to go.

It took about another five or six minutes to go all the way. The scenery in the corridor remained unchanged, repeating itself over and over again. At this time, whether you look forward or backward, it is as symmetrical as a mirror image, and if the player closes his eyes and turns around a few times, it is estimated that he will not be able to tell which side it came from.

After another walk, a slightly open space finally appeared in front of the hallway. It was a fan-shaped area, directly connected to the hallway, with no door panels separating it, and through that opening, the walls on both sides extended diagonally towards the front side.

Directly opposite is a curved wall, and every half meter or so on the wall, there is an entrance, a total of four, and these entrances have door frames and door panels, and they are all open at the moment. Behind the four doors, there is a corridor that is exactly the same as the one Feng Bujue had just walked through.

"Cut...... What is this? I thought there would be a complicated labyrinth, how difficult the puzzle would be, wasn't it just four paths, where the four bottles of potions were? Then set up a room at the end of each road, and do a secret room self-harm game or something, huh...... What's so strange? Feng Bujue said in a disdainful tone, which was considered to vent his rather unhappy feelings.

But at this moment, he suddenly heard the sound of someone running, and if he listened carefully, it was the sound of hurried footsteps and heavy wheezing......

The voice came from the first door on the far left in front of him, from far to near, and when he got close to a certain distance, it may be that the runner had seen someone standing outside the exit, and he began to shout, but the content of the shout was: "It's all wrong! You're all wrong! ”

Feng Bujue listened to the shout, and felt familiar. However, for the sake of insurance, he still took out the pipe wrench in one hand and held a one-hit killing pistol in the other, which can be described as wounding and killing, no matter who comes and what he is going to do, at least it is impossible to let himself die.

But seconds later, when the fugitive rushed into the fan-shaped area from the hallway behind the first door, Feng Bu was stunned.

It was a man in a long purple suit, with blood on his body and bruises all over his body...... And that person's appearance is the same as Feng Bujue.

You will meet some people, witness some things, and what you see and hear may change your actions and interfere with your judgment. 】

The words I heard earlier flashed through my mind......

"You ......" Feng Bujue is still relatively calm at the moment, there must be a reasonable explanation for the scene in front of him, this guy who looks the same as himself is likely to be a phantom, or a machine person, a replicant, some kind of monster with the ability to imitate, etc...... This is the nightmare script of a thriller park, and anything can happen. Even the surrounding qiē is the mental world of a certain mental patient, and there is no reason to panic about it.

The wounded Feng Bujue was unaware when he saw this Feng Bujue. But he didn't show any surprise, he seemed to know that the other party was there, so he shouted when he approached the door. At this moment, he immediately opened his mouth and shouted, "Don't ...... again"

Bang -

A gunshot rang out, and Feng Bujue, who escaped from the first door, was hit by a bullet from behind, and the part of the bullet hit was the neck, and the shot that passed through the neck made him unable to tell the content behind "You don't ...... again" before he died.

Feng unconsciously watched his other self being put down by a shot. Rushing forward, his first instinct was to use SCP-500 and the Survival Supplement together to see if he could save the other party and let him finish his sentence.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he took the first step, he didn't have time to take out the items from his bag, and the seal that was shot turned into white light and dissipated. This is another image of one's own death. It's the same as when a real player is over......

"Was he just hallucinating? Or ......" The unconscious thoughts turned like a storm, and the words [overlapping time and space, the game of death, endless horror, and the nightmare of reincarnation] flashed in an instant, "...... Or am I coming back from another timeline? ”

He looked away from the already empty floor. Looking at the first door, his unconsciously sealed vision and the corridor behind the door were at an obtuse angle of about one hundred and twenty degrees, and his mind was still thinking about what was going on in front of him: "If it is me who dies, the [Contra Medal] should play a role...... Maybe the resurrection of the medal is to teleport the player to another place with white light? Or is this 'me' already used up all four medals? ”

Feng Bujue held his breath and stared. Listen to the voices in that hallway. He didn't dare to show his head rashly, because the weapon used by the other party was a gun. And the marksmanship is obviously accurate, and he is quite safe at this angle, but if he pokes his head out, he may ......

"That's not right...... If that's 'me', why did I die? Will a bullet in the neck kill me? That 'me' ran out of supplements? And has the survival value also bottomed out? When he thought of this, he exclaimed in his heart: "[One Hit Killer Pistol]! ”

Feng unconsciously instinctively held the gun in his hand tighter: "Could it be that I was the one who shot it?" He took a few more steps forward, leaning against the wall next to the first door, hiding by the door: "Hey! The one who shot! Are you me! He yelled at the room, asking a nonsensical-sounding question.

The sound transmission effect of these corridors is a bit strange, even the smallest sounds can travel quite a distance, but the sound of speech can only travel short to medium distances, and it does not cause echoes.

Feng Bujue roared again: "Even if you're not me, how about replying?" ”

No one responded to him......

Listening closely, there has been no movement in that hallway since the gunshots rang out, including the footsteps of the shooter leaving. So there is a great possibility that at this moment in that corridor, there is a person standing, squatting or lying on his stomach, with a gun in his hand, aiming at the entrance of the first door as steadily as a rock, waiting for the person outside to poke his head out of his breath, and then take it down with one shot.

Feng Bujue also understood that the person he saw just now was not necessarily himself on a different timeline, it was probably just that he was thinking too much, maybe it was really a phantom used to confuse the public, and the person who fired the gun was just a long-range elite-level monster. It may even be ...... There weren't any shooters in that hallway. The sound of gunfire and the death of another self is just a hallucination, a kind of drama, anyway, now that the bodies are gone, and there are no bullet holes around, how can it be proved that these really happened?

"Hmm...... Do you want to take a look and confirm it......" Feng Bujue said in his heart, but he thought about it again...... What if, my speculation is correct? If the one in the corridor now is really the future self, then ...... What will happen?

"If that's me, and it's me in the near future, he knows what I'm going to make and what I'm going to think, whether I'm thinking forward, backwards, or even not thinking, he knows what I'm going to do in the end." Feng Bujue's mind became more and more chaotic: "Hmm...... But why didn't he communicate with me, why did he kill another me? What did he go through, or what will I experience in a moment, so that I will hunt myself down? ”

"What does 'you're all wrong' mean...... what do you do again?" Feng Bujue was in a cold sweat: "This handsome guy who was killed, or the handsome guy who killed him, which one is at the back of the timeline, and which one is doing the right thing?" It was the first time he had encountered such a dilemma since he was playing the game, as if he couldn't think about it right: "Huh...... Hehe......" After more than ten seconds, Feng Bujue sneered: "It's still only me who can stump me." He made a very narcissistic remark, and at the same time made up his mind, put away his weapons, and shouted: "Whether there is anyone there or not, whether it is me or not, I surrender to you now." I'll take my time, if you want to talk to me, we'll talk, and if you feel like you have to kill me, do it! ”

Feng Bujue said as he moved to the first entrance, at this moment, he chose to believe in himself, he believed in the speculation made by his current self, and he believed in the decision made by his future self.

Of course, the most important thing is that he has the [Contra Medal] on his body.

At this moment, Feng Bujue seemed to understand a little, why he got four medals and a pistol. I'm afraid these are just the basic conditions for clearing this script...... (To be continued)