Chapter 322 Invasion of Brain Cells (Twenty-Nine)

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Falling feeling, sudden and violent falling feeling.

At the same time, there was pain all over the body.

The change of scene still only took a moment.

The four players seemed to wake up from a dream. They suddenly opened their eyes and found that they were falling. Of course, it was only a few meters of difference, and they wouldn't be able to fall to death at this distance.

The four people fell on a crimson carpet. They all stood up with groans and looked up.

Surrounded by a sea of ​​books, it looks like a library. There were six rows of extremely tall bookshelves connected together to form a hexagon, surrounding them like a wall.

The height of the ceiling is nearly ten meters, and there are several chandeliers in visible areas, so there is no problem with lighting.

Just above the four players, there was a large square iron cage hanging. The iron plate at the bottom of the cage had been opened at this moment. It seemed that this was the reason why they fell.

"Is this the so-called 'real world'?" Qiu Feng asked this question while reaching out and touching his chest. Fortunately, the blood hole was gone.

"Probably +." Feng Bujue stood up from the ground and asked, "What's your survival value?"

"I have almost no damage." Honghu replied.

The controller said: "Me too."

Qiu Feng replied: "The previous damage seems to have disappeared."

Feng Bujue's own survival value has also returned to 96%. It seems that in the "real world", their survival value has always been full, and it did not drop a little until they fell from the iron cage above.

"Well... that's right." Feng Bujue said: "All the items obtained in that spiritual world have disappeared." He was referring to the lighter, notebook, wallet, etc. in his pocket.

"The consumables I used in the memory space are actually back." Qiu Feng said.

After his reminder, Feng Bujue opened the menu again and checked the luggage column. He found that the piece of SCP-500 and a bottle of survival point supplement he had eaten were back.

Looking at the skill bar again, the [South Dou Feilong Fist] learned in the spiritual world is still there.

"In terms of items, we should be back to the state when we first entered the script." Feng Bujue said, "But... the skills I learned in the memory space have been retained." He touched his chin and speculated: "If I didn't Learn this skill immediately and put it in your luggage in the form of a skill card, maybe the thing will disappear..."

"You're really lucky." Honghu said, "You were able to pick up skills."

"You've been chatting with middle-aged Peter Pan for so long. Why didn't you take the opportunity to ask him to teach you how to fly?" Feng Bujue replied.

"I actually asked him for advice." Honghu replied: "He told me that if you want to fly, you need the goblin powder, and you need to 'believe' that you can fly." He paused: "Now that I think about it, ...This also seemed to be a hint, but unfortunately...at the time, I thought he was just telling the setting of the original work, so I didn't take it seriously."

After Honghu said this, he added: "Oh, in addition, I also tried to ask him for sword skills." He sighed, "The result was that he said that the second year after he left Neverland, he was convicted of possessing a controlled knife. He was arrested once and his dagger was permanently confiscated by the relevant authorities.”

"Hey... the adult world is so scary..." Qiu Feng sighed.

The Controller said, "Aren't we all adults? That makes sense..." Even so, the tone of his response was similar to Qiu Feng's.

Feng Bujue said: "It seems that you all had a wonderful childhood, so when you grow up, you have a feeling of...'I was blessed but I didn't know how blessed I was back then.'"

Honghu looked at Brother Jue and said, "Well... let me guess... Crazy brother, were you not normal when you were a child?"

"Fortunately, my personality when I was seven or eight years old was not much different from what I am now." Feng Bujue replied.

"That's very abnormal..." Qiu Feng continued.

"Anyway, I felt at that time that social roles such as children, including teenagers, were a group that suffered severe discrimination." Feng Bujue said: "So when I was eleven years old, I wrote an article called "About Adults Treat Teenagers" Stereotypes held by children."

"Does this show that among the hundreds of millions of flowers in the motherland, there are one or two weird ones like you?" After reading this book, Qiu Feng's ability to complain has improved significantly.

"You were still Pi Qiu (i.e. Pi Qiu. Hong Kong translation is better than Chao) at that time. You know nothing." Feng Bujue naturally would not lose in the language confrontation.

The chief accountant commented from the side: "But... Brother Crazy, you are indeed a strange person. When I was eleven or twelve years old, it was difficult for me to write a 500-word essay."

Feng Bujue snorted coldly: "What is this? As early as ten years old, I had already completed my debut short story "Sword God" by handwriting on an exercise book. For a text as long as a thesis, I would take a I sat down on the toilet with my laptop and finished writing in just one poop.”

They seemed to be chatting, but in fact they were all multitasking, and their hands and feet were not idle.

The four of them tacitly agreed that each of them was responsible for a specific direction. As he spoke, he looked around at the bookshelves, trying to figure out a way out of the area.

"If it doesn't work, let's climb to the top of the bookshelf and have a look." After observing for a while, the chief inspector said: "You can jump onto the iron cage first, and then use the iron chain above the cage to climb up to reach the same level as the top of the bookshelf. Once the height is reached, it is easy to jump up.”

"Why don't you consider... reading all the books around?" Feng Bujue's reading addiction broke out, and he made a shocking statement.

Qiu Feng looked up at the eight-meter-high, full bookshelf, and laughed dryly, saying, "Even if the four of us read separately, we probably won't be able to finish reading the catalog until we are forced to disconnect."

Hong Hu didn't participate too much in the nonsense of the three people. His attention was mainly focused on the "hidden world view". At this moment, in the extended menu of the taskbar, the world rules of this script have been written:

[Hidden World View: Brain Imprisonment. ]

[A powerful creature who reads a lot of books brings players into his own brain world. In this world, every virtual character known to him will become a living being with self-will and influence each other. ]

Before, X-23 was blocked when she was recovering SCP-233 because... she wanted to enter the "boss's" brain world. If it weren't for this reason, the boss couldn't stop her at all. For a derivative of level 23, invading the script from the inner world is nothing, and the system cannot intervene, let alone those data that are lower than the level of the Four Pillar Gods.

"It's not difficult to get out of here." After Hong Hu thoroughly pondered the world view, he combined it with the task and said: "But the current task seems to suggest that the real 'boss' is very strong..." He turned his head and looked at his teammates, "Is it really okay for us to leave this safe area rashly?"

"Indeed, main line tasks such as [Defeat the real 'boss', or escape from the reasoning club] that have choices are usually because one of the difficulties is too high, which may lead to the destruction of the team, so the system gives players another easier clearance route." Qiu Feng continued.

"And a more difficult clearance route means more experience, more skills..." Feng Bujue said in a very arrogant tone.

"But if we are wiped out, we will be left with nothing." Hong Hu interrupted, "The risk factor also needs to be considered..."

"Before meeting the 'boss', no one knows how strong he is." Feng Bujue said: "You are all smart people. Now everyone is basically in full condition, and the baggage column has been unlocked. We should not rush to belittle ourselves, but should objectively evaluate the overall strength of the team." He paused and said: "Besides, this is just a normal difficulty team survival mode script. No matter how strong the hidden boss is, how strong can it be?"

"I say... Brother Feng, from what you said, have you killed a nightmare boss?" asked the head of the plan.

Hong Hu stroked his chin and said thoughtfully, "Brother Feng's level is not yet 30, so he should not be able to queue for the nightmare-level team survival mode. It seems that... he has cleared the nightmare-level scenario in the single-player survival mode."

"That's nonsense." Feng Bujue responded in a matter-of-fact tone, "It's been nearly a month since the public beta, is it a new thing to clear the nightmare scenario?"

"I have tried the nightmare-level scenario three times, and I died in the middle game..." Qiu Feng said.

Chief Ji said, "I tried five times, but I failed once. Two times, I failed at the end of the story, which I thought was near the end..."

Honghu also said, "I am a solo player, unlike the professional players in their studio who have tasks to do, so I try more. Since I reached level 15, I have tried single-player survival at nightmare difficulty 26 times, and I have only passed it once." He adjusted his glasses, "To be honest, I have suffered some setbacks in my life, and my psychological quality is pretty good. But playing at nightmare difficulty is really to the point of losing confidence. Two or three times, I was scared out of the script because of the high fright value..."

Qiufeng Then he said, "But from your tone, Brother Feng, it seems that clearing the game is a common phenomenon?"

"No." Feng Bujue immediately started to play dumb, "I have only cleared the nightmare-level scenario once, and that scenario was a puzzle scenario without a boss battle." He shook his head and said, "What I mean is, compared with the nightmare-level scenario with death flags everywhere, the boss of this ordinary book is nothing?"

"Hehe... nothing?" Suddenly, a strange voice sounded and interrupted the conversation between the players: "If you think I am, then I can indeed turn into a ball." The voice came from all directions, surrounding and ringing in the ears. And the most incredible thing is that this voice is exactly the same as the system prompt sound.

The expressions of the four players all changed. After quickly exchanging glances with each other, they said in unison: "Boss?" (To be continued...)