Chapter 1032 Extreme Experiment (I)

After a series of familiar system voices, Feng Bujue came to the game login space.

At this time, it was three o'clock in the afternoon of November 23rd.

As soon as the server was opened, Brother Jue logged in.

Of the entire team of Hell Front, he was the only one who logged in at this time... The others had things to do during the day.

Of course, Feng Bujue was actually very busy. It's just... He didn't feel like writing these two days, so he put his energy into other places.

It has been two days since Ruoyu left. In these two days, Brother Jue and Ruoyu have not contacted each other once. And Xiao Tan, Xiao Ling and Miss An... They all seemed to be deliberately avoiding the two of them. It seems... They already knew about this.

Yesterday afternoon, the people from the moving company also moved away the game cabin that Ruoyu left at Brother Jue's house. Feng Bujue didn't say anything, but just cooperated with them to complete the work.

Arthas didn't leave anything behind, after all, this cat eats at the table most of the time, and uses human toilets...

In short, in just two days, Feng Bujue returned to his previous state of living alone.

He comforted himself by saying... I finally don't have to sleep on the sofa or in the game cabin anymore; I can finally go back to my own room; I finally don't have to share the bathroom with others; I finally don't have to cook and clean every day; finally... I feel so comfortable again.

Comfortable?

Maybe.

Lonely?

I didn't feel it before, but now... maybe.

When Feng Bujue walked to the touch screen, this prompt sounded first.

Then, another sentence came:

Before he finished speaking. A game menu automatically popped up in front of Brother Jue. In the menu, there is a list of titles that Brother Jue has used, including...,,,,, and the one he is currently using; in addition. There is also a "pending" option, which means... he doesn't have to choose immediately, he can think about it again, anyway, this right can be retained for 24 hours.

"Well... the game menu has also been upgraded..." Feng Bujue muttered while moving his sight. When he moved the focus to a certain title, a small window would immediately open next to the title, listing its own title capabilities and detailed descriptions.

Brother Jue didn't look at each option carefully, because he remembered the abilities of these titles clearly. Therefore, he chose this title without hesitation.

The next second, the voice prompt sounded again, and the options of "Confirm" and "Cancel" popped up in front of Brother Jue.

After choosing to confirm, his title changed immediately, and the system also prompted:.

After completing this task. Feng Bujue's expression did not change much. He looked at the touch screen somewhat woodenly and prepared to join the queue...

On ordinary days, Brother Jue might go to the storage room to prepare or clean up the mail as usual, but today... he was not in the mood.

There was only one thing he wanted to do now-to immerse himself in the script world of a single nightmare and focus on the plot and puzzles. This is better than thinking about it all day and adding trouble to himself.

The voice ended here. Feng Bujue had lost control of his body and seemed to have begun to teleport.

"Welcome to... Horror Paradise..." Then, a hoarse, young man's voice came to his ears.

Squeak---Eek--

Accompanied by the sound of a metal door being pushed open, the opening CG appeared.

A corridor appeared in front of Feng Bujue. The corridor was made of cement and had a dark tone. Above it was a row of white chandeliers that looked very old.

"Haaa... Huh..." Then. A heavy breathing sound came into Brother Jue's ears.

At the same time, the camera began to move forward at a slightly undulating and slow speed.

So far, Feng Bujue has been able to confirm that he is watching the CG from the perspective of "a character in a script", and the breathing sound he heard is exactly the voice of this character himself.

"The 1940s..." Feng Bujue's mind flashed, "Manhattan Project? Japan's Unit 731? Or one of the countless attempts of a German leader to cheat?"

"Oh~" As soon as the narrator finished the second sentence, Feng Bujue understood, "The former Soviet Union's sleep experiment."

For this so-called "former Soviet Union's sleep experiment", Brother Jue also knew a little bit, but it was hard to say what the script generated by Horror Paradise would be like, so Feng Bujue still listened to the narrator's introduction very attentively.

Bang——

Suddenly, a sound of metal collision came from behind the camera.

Almost at the same moment, the camera suddenly turned 180 degrees. But in the picture... there was still only a dark corridor, empty.

"Haa... Haa..." The panting sound became more and more rapid, and it could be heard that the protagonist of the CG was already very scared. Although he didn't see anything when he turned back to confirm, he (hearing the panting, it was a man) still quickened his pace.

Dongdongdong——

Two seconds later, another strange sound sounded, this time it sounded like footsteps.

"Oh... God... Please..." The man leading the CG screen from the first perspective muttered a line in a very low voice and sobbing tone, and began to run forward.

"Haaa... Haaa... Almost there... Almost there! You can do it, Andre... You won't die here..." Andre introduced himself by talking to himself, and staggered to a corner in front.

Then...

"Ah——"

The moment the scream came out, the CG screen shook violently, and the lights in the corridor disappeared.

Then, in the oppressive darkness, a face like a mummy flashed in the camera; he... or "it" had an excited smile on his face.

After this fleeting but hair-raising horror scene. The script introduction ended.

This also means... the script has begun.

The system prompt came quickly, and Feng Bujue had just gained control of his body when the voice prompt sounded in his ears.

It took him less than a second to confirm the following things-

First, the bag and skill bar were locked, and psychic weapons could not be used.

Second, his physical fitness is now the same as that of ordinary people, the equipment bonus is invalid, and the data perspective is also sealed.

Third, the content of the task is-.

"Can't see anything..." The second second after regaining consciousness. Feng Bujue began to reach out and feel the ground around him.

At this moment, he was sitting with his back against the wall. According to the touch from his hand, he should be sitting on the concrete floor.

It was pitch black in front of his eyes. He couldn't see his hand in front of his face. As an experienced horror park player, Feng Bujue knew very well... Under such opening conditions, there was a high probability that there were lighting equipment such as flashlights scattered around his hands.

Snap——

Five seconds later, Brother Jue really touched something on the ground not far to his right - a cold hand.

You can imagine that a person, after watching a first-person horror video, was immediately thrown into a dark and unfamiliar environment, and touched a cold hand on the ground... If you were this person, what would you react at this time?

Anyway, Feng Bujue's reaction was... to continue touching along the hand.

Soon, he touched the sleeves, collar, and sticky liquid one after another... He didn't know what these liquids were, but he was sure it wasn't blood, because this thing had neither the smell of blood nor that kind of viscosity.

Brother Jue didn't stop because of the disgusting feeling, he touched down as if nothing had happened. After a few seconds, he realized that the other person was wearing a piece of clothing without pockets. The texture was similar to autumn clothes, but thicker than ordinary autumn clothes.

"Straitjacket for mental patients?" When Jue Ge touched the waist, he made this guess.

His hands and feet were very fast. In less than five seconds, he found the straps and buckles at the back of the clothes, verified his inference, and found that... the right foot and head of the person he touched were gone, and the shape of the two wounds was a bit strange. It was not easy to judge by touching, so he had to find a way to "see" them.

"No..." After touching the whole body of the corpse and the surrounding area with a radius of one meter, Feng Bujue still did not find any lighting equipment. In fact... except for the unknown liquid on his hands, he did not find anything... This made him a little disappointed.

However, Jue Ge did not think there was anything strange about this situation. The nightmare difficulty... was unreasonable.

"If it's not at hand, then we have to expand the search range..." Feng Bujue thought as he stood up and held the wall beside him with his hand. "If you want to find out the approximate volume of this space, the most efficient way is undoubtedly to shout, but if you do this... it will attract monsters in nine out of ten cases."

For the "sound" part, Brother Jue has long paid attention to it. From the moment he regained his ability to move to now, he has tried his best to keep quiet. Not only is he very quiet when searching for corpses, he even controls his breathing, so he definitely won't choose to shout.

"Let's look along the wall..." After thinking for a few seconds, Feng Bujue made this decision.

At this time, most people will choose to start exploring from the left hand side, because people will subconsciously have the idea of ​​"staying away from the corpse means staying away from danger." But Brother Jue is different. He directly stepped over the corpse and went along the wall on the right hand side.

As a result, he touched something on the wall just after walking about three meters away...

"Switch?" It was a typical concave-shaped light switch, which could be felt at the touch, but Feng Bujue hesitated for a second, because his experience and intuition told him, "What will happen the moment it is turned on?"

Of course, even if he knew this, there was no reason not to turn on the switch.

Two seconds later, Feng Bujue slightly adjusted his posture and breathing, changed to a state of leaning against the wall, and then...turned the switch upwards.

Crack--

Accompanied by a click sound, the blazing white light came on.

What came into Feng Bujue's sight was a square room with a side length of about eight meters, and the light came from a light bulb on the top of the room.

The room was almost empty, and its only exit was a metal door; the door was located next to the light switch, and if Feng Bujue walked two more steps forward, he could touch the door frame.

In addition...although there were no windows in this room, there was a mirror on the wall opposite Feng Bujue.

It was a large mirror, two meters wide and one meter high. The mirror was completely embedded in the cement wall, and its bottom edge was about one meter above the ground.

For some reason, Feng Bujue felt something when his eyes touched the mirror... At this moment, on the other side of the mirror, someone... or rather, something... was looking at him. (To be continued.)