Chapter 506: Jumo Island (XII)

"The tree is falling!" Jibu shouted at the top of his lungs, leaped up several feet, and kicked hard on the tree trunk. This way, the tree will fall to the other side of the gorge, and will not hit the players on this side.

The vines on the treetops had withered and shrunk rapidly a few minutes ago, so they did not hinder the fall of the tree. A few seconds later, the sound of rocks rubbing against the tree trunks and the whistling wind when the giant tree fell came one after another, and finally ended with a dull sound of falling to the ground.

"Ah~ I have always wanted to shout like this." Jibu wiped his sweat after landing, picked up the axe, and posed in a self-proclaimed handsome pose.

Feng Bujue rushed forward, completely ignoring Jibu, and went straight to the broken tree root.

"Aha! Equipment!" Feng Bujue found the "reward" mentioned by the man in the tree at the first time.

However, Jue Ge was not in a hurry to pick it up, because there are many items in the game that are bound after picking up. If it is an equipment that is of no use to oneself but greatly improves others, picking it up will cause trouble.

Fortunately, the 1.10 version of Horror Paradise has added a new function. For such items whose ownership has not yet been determined, players only need to observe closely to see the item description, and they don’t have to hold it in their hands.

[Name: Pessimist’s Skull]

[Type: Armor]

[Quality: Excellent]

[Defense: Medium]

[Attribute: None]

[Special Effect: Insight into the safe path of the Ghost Swamp]

[Equipment Condition: Choose Vocol as Faith]

[Can this scenario be brought out: No]

[Note: All realities begin with dreams, but not all dreams will become reality. ]

The appearance of this [Skull of Pessimists] is very similar to the standard helmet of ancient Roman soldiers. At this time, this equipment is embedded horizontally in the cut tree roots.

The previous sentence of the man in the tree, "Cut along my waist", is a more obvious hint. If the player cuts the tree at a point that is too high or too low, they will most likely miss the item.

"This is for the followers of Vokel." After reading the instructions, Feng Bujue pulled the helmet out of the tree trunk and turned to the useless uncle and said, "Well... I guess it will be used soon."

The useless uncle took a few steps forward. After taking the helmet and observing for a few seconds, he said: "Sure enough, no matter which belief you choose, it will play a certain role at a certain time and place."

"Well, this shows that our strategy in choosing beliefs is correct." Hong Hu responded, "Thinking back... if none of us chose Westen, we would not know the existence of this 'shortcut'; and if no one chose Idient, we would not be able to chop down the tree and find this equipment."

"In fact... the choice at that time only reduced the difficulty of passing the level." Feng Bujue poured a basin of cold water at this time, "At present, it seems that. Putting aside the benefits brought by various beliefs, the method of forced breakthrough still exists..." He paused, and then said, "If you don't know the shortcut, then find it yourself, or just take a long way around; no one can chop trees with an axe, then take the risk of taking the upper route and consume a few more bottles of antidote." He pointed to the front, "The ghost swamp later. Most of the time it is the same. If there is no [Skull of Pessimists], we will probably face great difficulties, but... that will never be an unsolvable difficulty."

Brother Jue's words filled the blind spots in his teammates' thinking. A little thought will reveal that...these beliefs do play a big role. But they are not a "must have" condition for passing the game.

The plot of choosing a belief, to put it bluntly, is to fine-tune the difficulty of the subsequent script.

Teams with strong curiosity or more thoughtful considerations are likely to choose multiple choices and benefit from it. And those conservative teams or teams with a single and hasty strategy may focus on choosing one or two beliefs, making the subsequent game process more difficult.

In short, everything is based on "choice".

The previous plot of Lesend obviously has many variables, and the key branch lies in the option of "God of Wisdom Westen". There are three plot changes here: the first one is that no player chooses the belief of Westen. In that case...Lesend will implicitly point out the approximate location of the Temple of Faith to the players before leaving, but he will not reveal anything about the shortcut.

The second one is what Jue Ge and his friends are experiencing...someone chooses Westen, and the question raised is related to the main task. Under such a choice, Lesend will tell the shortcut and then leave.

The third option is that someone chooses Weston, but the questions asked are irrelevant to the main quest. This... is basically a death option. If the player does this, Lesend will leave directly without saying a word about the Temple of Faith.

Of course, the above three are just one of many variables. There are many other plot changes, such as "failed to complete the side quest", "actively trigger the battle", "talk nonsense when choosing faith", etc. Most of them are flags that will kill you at the touch of a button, so I won't go into details one by one.

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After cutting down the big tree, the five people quickly passed through the gorge and continued to move forward.

The back of the gorge is still within the range of the mocking forest. Therefore, after walking more than a hundred meters, they were surrounded by a barrage of curses.

However, the players are no longer surprised by this, and just think it is the sound of the wind...

Atobe still acts as a vanguard, overcoming obstacles and opening up the way forward. After walking like this for a while, he suddenly said: "This forest is getting thinner and thinner..."

"It means we are getting closer to the edge of the forest." Feng Bujue continued.

While the two were talking, Atobe split open a vine wall blocking the way.

Suddenly, a strong smell hit my face...

"Fuck!" Atobe yelled, raised an arm to cover his mouth and nose, turned around and staggered back.

At the first second, the four people behind thought Atobe ran away because they saw some danger. But in less than two seconds, they all smelled the stench that came with the wind...

"Um...what's going on?" Tianma Xingkong put his palms together, covered his mouth and nose, and said angrily.

"You can't fart in this game... We can rule out the possibility that the smell comes from teammates first." Honghu covered his nose with his sleeve.

"Your analysis is the same as what you didn't say..." Uncle Good-for-nothing's reaction was the same as the former one, he also covered his face with his sleeves.

"Hmm... it should smell like shit." Feng Bujue stood at the front, covering his nose with his gloves and thinking thoughtfully.

"Damn! I took a big breath without being prepared..." Atobe had retreated to the very back and sat sideways on the ground, his face clouded, "I always feel that I have lost something important. s things……"

"It just smells like shit." Feng Bujue replied in a relaxed tone, "As for acting like he's been spoiled?"

"I said... Crazy brother, why are you so sure it's shit?" Uncle Good-for-nothing asked this question in a weird tone, because he already had some bad assumptions in his mind.

"Oh, that's it... When I was in middle school, my natural science research project was-'Stink.'" Feng Bujue replied.

"Is your teacher crazy?" Honghu blurted out his complaint. After saying this, he immediately thought of something else and continued, "You are the one who drove me crazy, right?"

"The assignment assigned by the teacher is 'free research', which means that you can choose the research project yourself." Feng Bujue said, "I hesitated for a long time between the 'complete crime' and 'stinky' topics. Considering The former may cause misunderstanding, but in the end I chose the latter.”

"Afraid of causing misunderstanding, just do something a normal person would do! Just plant potted flowers, and then write an observation diary. That's the whole job!" Honghu roared, "Then... it's a complete crime. Natural science?"

"In short... I classified them according to their tolerance to odors." Feng Bujue ignored the other person's complaints and began to explain with interest, "The mildest is 'acceptable', such as odor." Things like tofu and garlic; then there's 'general disgust', such as farts, body odor, smelly socks, moldy food, etc.; and more serious ones are 'extreme disgust', such as corpses, shit..." He paused for two seconds. , took a breath and said, "The last one is 'stinky'. Substances in this level are the nemesis of human sense of smell and can even directly harm us physiologically, such as hydrogen selenide, ethyl mercaptan, skunk, etc." "

"And the smell in front of us..." Feng Bujue pointed in that direction with his eyes, "... it must be feces. It is undoubtedly the smell of indole and skatole. This is different from corpse odor. Although it is also a derivative of intestinal bacteria, but..."

"Okay! Stop talking! The more you talk, the more disgusting you are!" Atobe used the ax as a support, stood up again, and shouted to interrupt Brother Jue, "This is not the point at all! Just say it." Come on! What’s there to discuss?”

"Haha... What I said makes sense." Feng Bujue said with a smile, "I am creating a psychological 'disgusting defense line' for you so that you can better cope with the physical pressure that will follow. "

"What do you mean?" Tianma Xingkong's eyes widened, "Are we going to continue to move forward despite this feeling?"

"Of course." Feng Bujue said in a matter-of-fact tone, "Do we still have a way out?"

"He's right..." Honghu continued, "There is no fork in the road here, and we can't go back... So, no matter how bad the smell ahead is, we have to go up."

"Don't worry." Feng Bujue shrugged, "After a while, your sense of smell will be numb. If you really can't bear it, you will vomit a few times at most." He waved to Atobe, "Let's go, don't delay Time is the same thing as time."

"Can I forcefully retreat? To be honest, I wanted to retreat from the beginning!" Atobe resisted with all his strength.

"Ah...it's okay, Atobe." Uncle Good-for-nothing continued weakly, "When we get to Shit Swamp...uh...Ghost Swamp, I will be the one to lead the way."

"Hey! You just wanted to say shit swamp! You've already said it!" (To be continued...)