Chapter 094: Hunter Island (10)

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Chapter 094: Hunter Island (10)

"Damn it!" Feng Bujue cursed and slapped both of them, "Why should I watch it!"

He stood up with the paper and checked his status in the game menu. After resting for about 20 minutes before, the survival value only returned to 34, but the physical value returned a little bit more, now it is 452/1400, but the problem is... Can this state complete the main task?

"Eh? Specialization has been improved." Feng Bujue found that in the specialization column of the menu, his general specialization had changed, and it had been upgraded to D level.

General specialization is directly proportional to the acquisition of skill points. Of course, there is no absolute exchange ratio between the two, but it can be used as a reference according to this idea. Whether it is a fighting player who can fight ten at a time, or a type like Feng Bujue who can often crack the world view, anyway, as long as it promotes the progress of the script, it will be counted into the experience accumulation of general specialization. Points are very similar to skill values.

Generally speaking, the more scripts played, the higher the level of the general specialization, so this is a specialization that anyone can upgrade to level *, the difference between a master and an ordinary player is that they can rise to the top faster . Of course, there is an S level above the * level, but that is not a regular specialization level, not a level that everyone can open, this concept will be explained later.

Right now, Feng Bujue has cracked the world view for the second time, and the general level has also increased accordingly. He himself didn't feel any sense of accomplishment at all, because this cracking had nothing to do with reasoning at all, it relied on luck, care and courage.

Separately speaking...you will find the bones in this mountain depression if you are lucky, you will find the small iron box if you are careful enough, and you will read that piece of paper if you dare to be cheap...

Anyway, things have come to this, he has to think about countermeasures, now that the five-hour survival time limit has been cancelled, Ford will come after him no matter what, and it is only a matter of time before he is killed.

And according to Feng Bujue's estimate, even time...is running out, for two reasons:

First, this is a script accessed in non-sleep mode. From the exchanges of players on the forum, it can be known that the actual time required to clear a team script in this mode is no more than four hours, and most of them take 20 minutes to one It can be solved in hours. As for the script that Feng Bujue is going through, about 90 minutes of real time has been spent so far. It would be fine if he didn't read that piece of paper, but now it is possible to speed up the pace of the script.

Second, Zarov has clearly written in black and white that Ford is most likely not a human being, so it is not surprising even if he grows wings and flies over.

It can be said that the notes on that paper are really well described-once you read these, everything will be different.

Sure enough, after reading it, the setting of this script changed from a realistic thriller to a magical horror style...

"This main line is to choose one of two... kill the boss or escape from the island." Feng Bujue sneered: "Hmph... If I could single-handedly solve Ford in my current state, I would have rushed to it with the one-handed Qingcheng before. Already." He licked his lips, tapped his forehead with his fingers habitually, and stroked the bridge of his nose again: "The problem is...even the real General Zarov couldn't escape from this island, and I alone Can the players who come here for the first time succeed?"

He picked up the message again, put it in front of his eyes, and thought hard. Although he had already memorized ten percent of the content, it was obviously easier to watch it directly.

"Hehe...it's difficult." He smiled from the bottom of his heart.

In this world, some people are addicted to food, some are addicted to women, and some are addicted to some white powder...

But Feng Bujue was addicted to thinking. Investigating reasoning, cracking crisis situations, and surviving desperate situations, these three things can bring great satisfaction to this narcissistic guy, so he never tires of it.

"Ford, who returned to the island, has amazing physical fitness, almost unlimited physical strength, sleepless nights, and does not even need to eat; he can kill ferocious hounds with his bare hands; certain senses allow him to detect the movement of creatures at extremely long distances; Killing and cunning...but the priority of killing is obviously higher, otherwise, with his shrewdness, he would not risk attracting the attention of the outside world to continuously increase the frequency of hunting ships." Feng Bujue interpreted the content of the letter Transformed into a simple message, read it silently to deepen the impression, and he threw those insignificant modified parts into the corner of his mind, "He is so eager to kill, why don't he kill directly, but follow the method invented by the general?" What about games...Ford doesn't have to do these redundant 'hunting' tricks at all, he doesn't need to control Ivan to be his servant, he doesn't need to raise those hounds, and he doesn't need to pretend to be a general, but he does it without exception , why? Really just for excitement?"

Feng Bujue's train of thought went to a dead end, but he quickly turned around and came out: "Wait..." He looked at the paper again: "The sailor Zarov met died when he was attacked by a tiger. Zarov himself died in the wild, they were not killed by Ford himself." Feng Bujue said in his heart: "The animals were introduced by Ford, when he mentioned that the Spanish sailors who were torn apart by Ivan fed the animals When talking about hunting human beings, he just copied the lines of Zaroff in the original novel."

"Also... If he wants to seek excitement and enjoy hunting, why did he release the hounds to hunt down the prey in the first place... If I was directly killed by the dog, why would he hunt?" Feng Bu Jue Nian said: "Could it be... he is actually transformed by some kind of evil god who stands in the position of an animal? The eyes of an eagle, the speed of a leopard, the ears of a wolf, the strength of a bear?

He did so many things to maintain and cultivate the wildness of the beasts on the island, just to let the 'animals' hunt 'people' here..." Feng Bujue then thought: "But the communication ability between Ford and animals seems to be It is no different from ordinary humans. Except for the hounds he has domesticated, other animals on the island are not driven by him. Otherwise, in the second contest with Zarov, he would not have to kill the three dogs released by the opponent. "

Feng Bujue analyzed many characteristics of this boss, but he still didn't understand what Ford was.

"It seems that we have to go back to the castle to find more clues." Feng Bujue sighed, "No matter how you choose to clear the level, going back is the only option. The reason why General Zarov can't escape from this island is...to leave the island The way to hide in the castle, and there is the only place on the whole island that he can't go to. Only in this way can it explain why the former island owner finally died in the jungle."

"Hey... I really shouldn't watch it. What should I do now... Should I go back to the castle? My stamina is less than a third, and I have to rest at least once or twice on the way back, even if I can avoid it." Ford, I got back to the castle smoothly, I must be exhausted, and then I have to sneak in... But it was already dawn..." Feng scratched his head uncomfortably, messing up his hair.

"I thought you would die before the other two, but I didn't expect that you could survive to this day alone, and... it seems that you have discovered some interesting things." Ford's voice, in the dark suddenly sounded.

Feng Bujue reacted quickly, lowered his body and retreated quickly, and at the same time shone the flashlight in the direction of the sound.

Ford stood on a high rock with his hands behind his back, a little moonlight shone on his body, already illuminating that grinning face: "You must be very strange now, why did I appear so soon here."

"To be honest, there is nothing that surprises me now." Feng Bujue replied, he didn't turn around and run away in a hurry, but kept a distance from the other party on guard. He knew very well that if the BOSS wanted to kill him, he didn't need to speak, just attacked him directly. So this conversation at this moment should be part of the plot and an important opportunity to obtain information.

"Hehe... Traveler from another world, I think you have learned about the deaths of your two companions through some means." Ford said, "You must have thought that I killed them."

Feng Bujue understood what he was going to say next, so he continued: "So...they died at the hands of something else. And you, you have been chasing me from the very beginning."

"Hahahaha..." Ford laughed: "Crazy." He actually called the player's ID directly. Say hello to you."

"Ah?" Feng Bujue was taken aback when he heard the words, then his eyes widened, and he repeated in a louder voice: "Ah?"

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Samdie's last lines flashed in Feng Bujue's mind, and he asked: "You actually have something to do with Samdie? I said... Brother Ford, what year is it now? And... Is this here?" Earth?"

"How many years? Hmph... What does that matter? An era of human beings is just a small wave in the river of time. What does the location matter? Do you really know where you are?" Ford patted his clothes: "My body armor comes from a certain era in the so-called future. And you, without knowing it, come from a place I don't know. But are these really important?"

"Ha...haha..." Feng Bujue laughed a few times: "It makes sense, then can I ask, how did you get involved with Samadir, and what are you, Mr. Ford? "

"Naturally, I am still a human being, but I have acquired some unique abilities from Master Samodir." Ford shrugged and replied: "Many years ago, I survived Zaroff's hunting game and rode him The boat I was given left the island. But the boat did not return to the world I knew, but to an unknown place.

There, I encountered all kinds of things I had never seen before. Those observations made my previous religious and scientific knowledge seem worthless. Do you know why human beings are always looking for 'answers', but always come to wrong and stupid conclusions? Because 'truth' is not something we can accept.

Seeing the future is tantamount to taking away the future, and understanding the truth will lead to self-denial and even destruction.

If the apes knew the function of fire, they would not eat wild animals again; if people thousands of years ago knew the existence of medicine, they would not directly kill and bury the sick; if people hundreds of years ago knew Without the truth of religion, innocent women would not be burned alive as witches...

And I, after learning some things, became what I am now. "

"Hmph..." Feng Bujue snorted at his words, and he asked another question to the point: "What is the deal that Samadil made with you?"

Ford replied calmly: "I provided him with a tired and desperate soul, and he gave me eternal life and extraordinary power." He paused: "After Zaroff died, I tried to put all the troubled Those who died were locked up and tortured before being killed. But I soon realized that there were not that many cells in the castle, and Ivan and I were a little too busy."

"It seems that the orders sent by Mr. Sa are in great demand..." Feng Bujue sneered.

"I have to thank Zarov for inventing the 'hunter' game. The final result proved that this method is the most efficient." Ford said: "I don't have to do it myself, I just need to announce the rules to those people, Then watch them fend for themselves in the cracks between fear, desperation and survival instinct."

"So that's it, so I understand..." Feng Bujue said: "Then, the real port for entering and exiting this island must be under your castle?"

"Hmph...you are indeed as shrewd as Master Samadir said." Ford sneered: "You guessed right, there is a hidden river under the surface of the island, which leads from the underground of the castle to the westernmost point. Under one of the cliffs there, there is an exit that will only appear when the tide retreats. But even if you find that place, it is useless, the only few ships on this island are all in my castle."

"Well, it seems that I can't escape." Feng Bujue said thoughtfully: "Then...you didn't kill me right away, but told me these things first, which is what Samodil meant. Bar."

"Oh...that's of course." Ford said with a smile: "Your soul is the one that adults want to harvest the most. I want to ask you. Now, are you tired and desperate enough? If not, I can wait. Hehe... How many days do you think you can live on this island? Can it last longer than Zarov?"

"You underestimate me, Mr. Ford." At this moment, Feng Bujue's mind became very relaxed, and he teased the boss: "I happen to be one of the most survivable creatures in the world. "

"Huh? Don't you want to say that you are not human?" Ford replied.

"If you can be considered human, of course I am also human." Feng Bujue replied, "However, as we all know, people like aliens, SCP682, Chinese who can't eat special food, etc... are all extremely tenacious existences. The attitude of leaving me to fend for myself is useless."

Ford was silent for about five seconds, "Although I don't know what you're talking about...but I seem to understand your point of view. If that's the case, let me solve it myself..."

Before the word "you" could be uttered, Feng Bujue popped out like a cannonball, and rushed tens of meters away in an instant, leaving only a deep footprint where he had stood, as if there was still a trace left in the air. There was a trace of heat with a bloody smell.

Ford gave a grim smile and caught up with him. His movements were not much slower than that of Feng Bujue who used the Spiritual Consciousness Gathering Technique. With a light tap of his feet, he can leap several feet. He floated in the direction of the opponent's escape, and ran faster and faster, every time the soles of his feet strengthened, his body felt like a muscle was off the strings, this guy was really unbelievably strong.

In terms of strength, Feng Bujue couldn't possibly be Ford's opponent. In the state of being full of swords and elbows, there is only one breath left. Yifeng Bujue's current survival value must not be able to bear it all at once. So he didn't care about the consumption of the Spiritual Consciousness Gathering Technique, anyway, it was taken away with one blow, so it doesn't matter if it drops to 1.

In this kind of speed competition, Feng Bujue can still fight the opponent. But even though his absolute speed and explosive power are slightly better, the distance between Ford and him is gradually shortening.

The two have different levels of familiarity with the terrain. Furthermore, the chaser can watch the actions of the fleeing party to instantly judge the situation ahead. Feng Bujue had to keep checking the path in front of him while he was running desperately, so as not to miss the ground or enter a dead end. If his dynamic vision had not improved a lot, he would have crashed into a tree like a pig if he ran wildly in the jungle with a flashlight.

The two figures, one in front and the other behind, walked quickly through the dense forest at the darkest hour before dawn. The former is like a constantly bouncing bullet, which is repeatedly supported and accelerated by the surrounding things; the latter is like a mayfly dripping water, light and fast, without losing the wind at all.

This contest didn't last long. After more than a minute, Feng Bujue's survival value had already burned below 10. If he took the initiative to stop the Spiritual Consciousness Gathering Technique at this moment, he would not be able to start it again. He could only bite the bullet and continue. Burning blood, this can last about twenty seconds.

Ford chased closer and closer, and gradually came to a distance of about ten meters. At this moment, the eyes of the two suddenly became clear. They finally walked out of the jungle and came to the death swamp in the southeast corner of the island.

Feng Bujue didn't care about it at all, and with the mentality of playing his life, he tried his best to rush towards the surface of the swamp. He stepped across the surface of the swamp with lightning speed, and his figure successfully passed over it, and finally stood on a stone tens of meters away from the edge of the swamp. block foothold.

When standing still, Feng Bujue's survival value also bottomed out, only 1 left, if a bee stings him now, he will die at that time.

Ford, on the other hand, stopped at the edge of the swamp and did not step forward. (To be continued.