Chapter 132 The Wasteland of the Earth (5)

[Side mission completed]

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

"Strange... this thing is still invisible after death?" Kuangzong Jianying squatted down and tried to touch the monster's dead body.

"This shows..." Feng Bujue said, took out the steel knife, fumbled and cut off a piece of skin from the monster, and placed it on his palm: "Its invisibility mechanism is not activated automatically; A passive characteristic." He shook off the piece of skin and said: "Its invisibility is not like a chameleon, it creates an optical camouflage-like effect on its body and blends into the environment... It is completely transparent." He said. He picked up his flashlight with one hand and shined it on it, and used the knife to cut the corpse on the floor a few times. The empty place made the sound of broken flesh and blood, "Not only the skin and muscles, but also its internal organs." , bones, body fluids, etc... are all transparent, hum..."

"Hmm... Crazy brother." Kuang Zong Jianying said, "I understand. Can you stop playing with monster corpses?"

"I'm not playing, I just want to see if its skin or flesh can be used as a disguise prop." Feng Bujue curled his lips and said, "It didn't work..."

"If that's possible, are you really going to peel off its skin and wear it as a cloak..."

"You can consider it," Feng Bujue replied.

"Hmm..." Kuangzong Jianying muttered: "The grenade I just used was really wasted... I think as long as the profit is high enough, even if you pounce on that fat insect and bite it to death, you will be dead."

"That's right... If killing that insect with your mouth can reward you with five million game coins, let alone bite it, let me eat it."

"Okay... don't describe it anymore..." Kuang Zong Jianying felt sick just thinking about it.

"Let's get down to business." Feng Bujue stood up: "Now that the side mission has been completed, no matter whether we win or lose in this killing game, at least there will be an additional reward for the side mission at the end of the settlement." He walked to the door again. He put away the flashlight and opened the heavy metal door with both hands. The light in the corridor illuminated a small area at the door: "Then continue along the other fork on the opposite side. In this script Stopping to rest is the same as consuming something. I suggest you stay in a state of action." He said and walked out.

Kuangzong Jianying responded and followed Feng Bujue out. The two stepped on the ichor and ** metal left after the death of the giant monster and passed a distance of five or six meters. After that, they walked a dozen steps, crossed the T-shaped corridor branch, and walked to the other side of the branch road.

The lighting conditions in the corridor were still the same, with a dim path followed by a bright area, extending into the distance.

The surrounding cold iron walls and poor air quality create a depressing and uncomfortable feeling. To use a metaphor, it is... Every second in this underground laboratory, the lungs feel like breathing gaseous rust. . This kind of discomfort follows you like a shadow and cannot be shaken off, regularly consuming the players' survival points... When the survival points of Feng Bujue and Kuangzong Jianying dropped to 50%, Feng Bujue took out two items from his bag. A bottle of survival value supplement with a capacity of (medium) was handed to a teammate, and he drank the other bottle directly.

"Crazy brother... you only have four bottles of this supplement." Kuang Zong Jianying did not pick up the medicine, but said: "Don't be generous at this time, keep it for yourself, I have it in my luggage There is one with a large capacity.”

Feng Bujue did not put down the supplement, but replied: "I suggest that you don't just bring a large bottle of blood in the future. A survival value supplement with a (large) capacity is a waste if it is consumed at any time. Its recovery The effect is 100%, and the theoretical minimum value when drinking it is 1%, but generally speaking, players will drink it when their survival value drops to about 10%, because with that kind of remaining health, it is easy to be knocked out by one blow. , resulting in loss of the opportunity to replenish blood.

In short, typically, a bottle of high-volume supplement that restores 100% will provide 80% to 90% of the recovery, and the rest is the overflow data. But there is a simple way to solve this problem. "

Although Kuangzong Jianying hadn't finished listening to Feng Bujue's entire theory, he had already taken the supplement in the bottle and drank it because he felt strongly that... he would soon be convinced. of.

"Taking into account the decreasing characteristics of survival value supplements..." Feng Bujue turned around and continued to move forward, and continued: "As long as you prepare a supplement with a small or medium capacity in your bag... I personally The recommended amount is five bottles, because every five bottles of supplements occupies one item slot. When there is a loss of blood, priority is given to drinking supplements with a smaller capacity to replenish the survival value, and then you need to drink a larger bottle of supplements later. At that time, there will be no wasted profits and losses, because the big supplements at that time cannot be restored to 100%..." He paused and then said: "As far as this script is concerned, leaving aside the damage caused by the battle, our method It’s more economical, the cost of blood recovery is lower, and the recovery amount will not be wasted.”

Kuangzong Jianying walked almost side by side with him. After listening to it, he was silent for a few seconds. He felt that although this sentence was very reasonable, there seemed to be something wrong... "Crazy brother... Can I understand it this way? You are now Give me a bottle of blood, and then in this script, whenever necessary, the two of us will start drinking the blood I brought until we finish..."

"Yes, but my luggage is limited, so I'll leave the big bottle of supplements with you first. Anyway, as long as you see that your survival value is almost restored, you can be conscious and give me a bottle." Feng Bujue said this His expression and tone were so confident when he spoke.

"Let me sort out the situation..." Kuang Zong Jianying said: "First you forcefully give me a bottle of blood worth 6,000 game coins, and then I have to provide an unlimited amount of blood worth 12,000 to the two of us."

"Yes." Feng Bujue replied, "Isn't that what you meant just now? Is it necessary to say it twice?"

"You kid really don't think of yourself as an outsider..." Kuang Zong Jianying said.

"According to my observation, this level of team resource sharing will not exceed your psychological expectations and financial affordability." Feng Bujue said: "Besides, if we can find some way within the next hour To prevent the loss of survival points, based on the ratio of survival points at that time, your big blood bottle may not be available. In that case, you will have earned a bottle of my blood in vain." He held out a finger. After hesitating, "Besides, you have gained a set of theories on how to make blood bottles more profitable, which can save you an unpredictable amount of survival value recovery in the future. If you convert these into money..." He turned around Go: "Why are you making that face?"

"Because I think you are gradually escalating from deception to extortion..."

"I'm just discussing with you. It's normal for two adults to chat about intellectual property rights."

"Brother, I was wrong... take as many blood bottles as you want..."

The two of them were walking and chatting. Suddenly, there was a banging sound in front of them... The sound came from a corner dozens of meters away, from far to near, and the frequency was like footsteps. Sound, seems to be a two-legged creature.

"Maybe he... his steps are heavy, messy, and stumbling a bit, and he runs close to the wall on one side..." Feng Bujue thought, "Is this guy running away..."

Kuangzong Jianying also listened attentively, and he continued: "Why is there no footsteps of the thing chasing him?"

"And the escapee wasn't panting or calling for help. That's not right..." Feng Bujue drew out the steel knife in a panic.

Soon, Ruying ran out from around the corner and answered all their questions.

The suit was wearing an orange protective suit and a helmet. The collar of the suit was connected to the helmet. At this moment, his head was tightly held by an octopus-like creature. Only the lower edge of the mask was still exposed. The tentacles of the "octopus" had passed through the helmet and penetrated into his brain.

The octopus monster has replaced Naru's brain and controls his actions, and this monster seems to be not very good at using the human body. When running, Naru's hands just hang down feebly, swinging as the body shakes. This affects his balance, so he always stumbles when running.

Kuangzong Jianying looked at the guy running towards them and said, "You said... if you take off that thing on his head, will this guy still be alive?"

Feng Bujue shook his head, took a few steps forward, swung the steel knife with both hands like a baseball player, and chopped off the guy's head.

"I kind of miss the shotgun." Feng Bujue walked towards the head that fell on the ground, "In this script derived from European and American science fiction horror movies, the monsters are really disgusting and disgusting..."

The octopus monster is still alive and fell off the severed neck of its head on its own. When its tentacles were pulled away from the helmet, it could be clearly seen that the head inside the helmet was bloody and bloody, and there were at least a few scratches on the skull. There were seven or eight big holes, and a lot of brain matter flowed out from the octopus monster's tentacle suckers, dripping to the ground together with blood.

Feng Bujue was really glad that he bought a knife before entering this script, which saved him from using a blunt instrument to kill such a mollusk. Even zombies have skulls after all. It only takes a few hits to smash the skull with a pipe wrench, but to kill this chewy-looking creature in front of you, the gap is probably about the same as rolling out dough... The octopus monster is not too much. It resisted fiercely and was easily chopped into several pieces by the steel knife. The subtle-colored unknown liquid in its body flowed to the ground, and then it stopped moving.

"The way this thing attacks should be similar to the 'facehugger' in "Alien"..." Feng Bujue shook off the dregs on the steel knife, then came to the head, observing while saying: "But There seems to be some difference in the way of parasitism. The facehugger will not drill so big a hole in the head and put its tentacles in. "

When Feng Bujue was chopping up the octopus, Kuangzong Jianying had already arrived at the body of the deceased and started searching for it. He found something that seemed to be a weapon in his pocket. When he took it to his eyes, Jing Zhen Can bring up the item menu.

[Name: Anti-Gravity Ejector]

[Type: Weapon]

[Quality: Excellent]

[Attack power: medium]

[Attribute: None]

[Special Effect: Objects weighing less than ten kilograms and measuring less than one cubic meter can be suspended and ejected straight ahead. 】

[Equipment conditions: shooting specialization D, equipment specialization E, level 15]

[Note: Please do not try to suck out your own eyeballs. I can tell you clearly that the results will be disastrous. 】

"Brother Crazy, let's see if you can use this weapon?" Kuang Zong Jianying handed the item to Feng Bujue.

This [Anti-Gravity Ejector] looks like an iron, but it is not that thick overall. There are two buttons where it is held. Obviously, one is "lift" and the other is "eject". Feng Bujue checked the properties of the item, then casually pointed it in another direction and "sucked in" the dead head that fell a few meters away. The helmet holding the head was suspended a few inches in front of the equipment, and at the same time, the projectile made a continuous buzzing sound.

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

"High-tech, this is it." Feng Bujue praised: "It's a pity that this guy couldn't use this to save his own life."

Kuangzong Jianying stared blankly at the passing person, "You are playing with corpses again..."

"I mean Old Kuang..." Feng Bujue put his hand on Kuang Zong Jianying's shoulder and was about to say something when the latter interrupted: "You can call me Master Jian..."

"Bastard young man, right... OK..." Feng Bujue answered.

"You should know that I am talking about the sword of swords, right?"

"I know~ Of course I know~" Feng Bujue said: "Sword Master, where is this equipment..."

"Just use it if you want. My shooting and equipment expertise are still low." Kuangzong Jianying also guessed that Feng Bujue was about to mention this matter. He just did it because he didn't have the equipment. Then leave Qian Jian to Feng Bujue.

"Then you're welcome." Feng Bujue put away his equipment and looked at the corpse on the ground and said, "This script is indeed not simple... There are still humans in this laboratory."

Kuangzong Jianying replied: "Didn't the plot synopsis say that the scientific research team that came for 'archaeology' had already left with Jason's body... Could it be that... besides them, there are other humanoid teams that have entered here?"

"For now, this is the only explanation." Feng Bujue replied as he began to take off the corpse's clothes.

"Hey...you want Qian...this is a man." Kuangzong Jianying raised his voice: "Why are you so addicted to playing with corpses?"

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

Kuangzong Jianying took a closer look. There was a boat-shaped pattern tattooed there, as well as the word scavenger. He considered it for a moment, raised his head and asked, "Hey...could this guy be some future tomb robber?" A member of the organization?"

"The tattoo is the emblem of some kind of organization, which is a relatively reliable guess." Feng Bujue was already examining the deceased's palm at this time, "Of course... it's also possible that this tattoo has no meaning, but this guy thinks it's like this The pattern and a hobo-like title painted on the arm are cool.”

"Is there such a thing?" Kuang Zong Jianying asked.

"It's hard to say." Feng Bujue put the dead body's palm very close to his face, the tips of his noses almost touching: "When I was in elementary school, I once saw some small characters in an online game. The kid named the guild 'Nazi' or something like that. I can't remember the full name. They seem to think they are pretty cool. Everyone walks around in the game with a swastika on their head." He finished reading. The palm of the corpse began to examine the back of the hand and nails again: "So... bury a stupid seed into the soil of ignorance, apply [beep——] fertilizer, and then irrigate it with the poisonous juice of exam-oriented education After a while, in the end, the Eighth percentile will end up with some self-destructive scoundrels.”

"Let me go... Crazy brother, have you studied the language blocking system of this game? You can actually say this sentence, and there is only one silenced word without affecting the meaning..."

"This person rubbed off his fingerprints." Feng Bujue did not answer Kuang Zong Jianying's words, but changed to the main topic: "Maybe it was with glue, or another rough method... In short, He has no fingerprints." He paused: "These hands don't look like those of someone engaged in heavy physical labor, and his body is not muscular..."

"With devices like anti-gravity catapults, naturally a lot of things can be done without any physical effort." Kuang Zong Jianying said.

"Judging from the elbows of his left and right hands, he doesn't look like someone who often uses computers." Feng Bujue continued: "However, we cannot rule out the possibility that in the future we will completely abandon peripherals such as the mouse."

"Let me tell you, great detective, are you planning to strip this body naked here and then analyze it from head to toe through every detail?" Kuangzong Jianying asked.

Feng Bujue smiled: "I don't have that much time. Besides, if I really want to do that, I won't just throw away his head." He replied: "I just want to see if his limbs are intact." Mutations, and..." Feng Bujue said, lifting up the corpse's undershirt, and then looked at the body: "Are there any strange organs growing on the body, or are they different from the humans we are familiar with? skin."

"What do you mean?" Kuang Zong Jianying said, "The setting of this script comes from the tenth part of "Black Friday," right? It doesn't come from X-Men or something like that?"

"I just have a hypothesis..." Feng Bujue replied: "What if this group of humans is different from the humans on those spaceships? What if they don't come from the universe? Maybe there are still humans on this earth. Human cities are unknown to the humans who have 'immigrated', and the descendants of the few survivors are hiding there, and civilization is still going on..."