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    "The tree has fallen~" Atobe shouted at the top of his lungs, jumped up several feet and kicked hard on the tree trunk high up.  This will ensure that the big tree falls towards the other side of the gorge and will not hit the players on this side.

    The vine branches on the crown of the tree had rapidly withered and shrunk a few minutes ago, so they did not prevent the tree from falling.  A few seconds later, the sounds of rocks and tree trunks rubbing against each other, and the sound of the wind blowing when the giant tree fell came one after another, and finally ended with a dull sound of falling to the ground.

    "Ah~ I've always wanted to roar like this." After Ji Lu fell to the ground, he wiped his sweat, picked up the ax, and posed in a pose that he thought was cool.

    Feng Bujue stepped forward, completely ignoring his traces, and headed straight for the severed tree root.

    "Aha! Equipment!" Feng Bujue immediately found what the man in the tree called "reward".

    However, Brother Jue was not in a hurry to pick it up, because there are many items in the game that are bound after being picked up. If it is an equipment that is of no use to you but has a great improvement for others, then you will get into trouble if you pick it up.  .

    Fortunately, version 1.10 of Thriller Paradise has added a new feature. For items whose ownership has not yet been determined, players only need to look closely to see the description of the item, and they do not have to hold it in their hands.

    ¡¾Name: Pessimist's Head¡¿

    ¡¾Type: Armor¡¿

    ¡¾Quality: Excellent¡¿

    ¡¾Defense: Medium¡¿

    ¡¾Attribute: None¡¿

    ¡¾Special effect: Insight into the safe path of ghost swamp¡¿

    ¡¾Equipment conditions: Choose Volkol as faith¡¿

    ¡¾Can the script be brought out: No¡¿

    ¡¾Note: All reality begins with dreams, but not all dreams will turn into reality.  ¡¿

    This [Pessimist's Head] looks very much like the standard helmet of an ancient Roman soldier. At this time, this piece of equipment is embedded horizontally in a chopped tree root.

    The man in the tree said earlier, "Cut along my waist", which is a relatively obvious reminder.  If the player's entry point when cutting down the tree is too high or too low, they are likely to miss the item.

    "This one is for the believers of Wokel." After reading the description, Feng Bujue pulled the helmet out of the tree trunk, and turned to the good-for-nothing uncle, "Well I guess it will be used soon.  .¡±

    Uncle Good-for-Nothing took a few steps forward.  He took the helmet, observed it for a few seconds and said, "Sure enough, no matter which faith you choose, it will play a certain role at some time and place."

    "Well, this shows that our strategy in choosing faith is correct." Honghu responded, "Looking backif none of us chose Wisden, we wouldn't know the existence of this 'shortcut'; and if  If no one chooses Idient, there will be no way to cut down the tree and find this piece of equipment.¡±

    "Actually the choice made at that time just reduced the difficulty of passing the level." Feng Bujue poured cold water on it at this time, "From the current point of view. Putting aside the benefits brought by each faith, forcibly breaking through  There are still ways" He paused and then said, "If you don't know the shortcut, then find it yourself, or simply take a long way around; no one can chop down trees with an ax, so take the risk of taking the upper route and consume a few more bottles.  Antidote." He pointed ahead, "The ghost swamp after that. It's probably the same. Without this [Pessimist's Head], we would probably face great difficulties, but it would never be impossible.  Difficulties solved.¡±

    Brother Jue¡¯s words can be regarded as filling in the blind spots of his teammates¡¯ thinking.  If you think about it a little, you will understandthese beliefs play a really big role.  But it is not a "must" condition for customs clearance.

    The story of choosing your faith is, to put it bluntly, a fine-tuning of the difficulty of the subsequent script.

    A team that is more curious or considers the problem more thoughtfully is likely to make multiple choices and benefit from it.  And those who act conservatively.  Or a team with a single and careless strategy may focus on one or two beliefs, making the subsequent game process more difficult.

    In short.  Everything is based on "choice".

    There are obviously many variables in the previous plot of Lysander, and the key branch lies in the option of "Wisdom, God of Wisdom".  There are three plot changes here: First, no player chooses the belief of Wisden.  In that case Lysander will vaguely point out the general location of the Temple of Faith to the players before leaving, but he will not reveal anything about the shortcut.

    The second type is what Brother Jue and the others are experiencingsomeone chooses Wisden, and the question raised is related to the main mission.  Under this choice, Lysander will tell you this shortcut and then leave.

    And the third type is to have someone to choose from.??Wisden, but the question asked has nothing to do with the main mission.  Wellit's basically the death option.  If the player does this, Lysander will simply leave without saying a word about the Temple of Faith.

    Of course, the above three types are just one set of many variables.  There are many other plot changes, such as "failed to complete side missions", "actively triggering combat", "nonsense when choosing a belief", etc Most of them are flags that will cause death at the touch of a touch, so I won't go into details one by one.  said.

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    After cutting down the big tree, the five people quickly crossed the mouth of the gorge and continued moving forward.

    Behind the mouth of the gorge, it is still within the scope of the mocking woods.  Therefore, after walking more than a hundred meters, they were surrounded by curses again.

    ???????????????????????? But the players are already used to this, and they just treat it as a rumor

    We still act as the 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 and closer to the edge of the forest." Feng Bujue continued.

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

    Instantly, a strong smell came to my face

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

    In 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

    "Umwhat'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 thought 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 right 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 write an observation diary. That's enough work!" Honghu roared, "Speaking of which 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 is there to discuss about this kind of thing!"

    "Haha What I said makes sense." Feng Bujue said with a smile, "I am creating a 'disgusting defense line' for you psychologically so that you canBetter prepare for the physical stress ahead.  "

    "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 branch road here at all, and we can't go backSo, 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, whether it stretches or shrinks, is like a knife."

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

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

    "Hey! You just wanted to say shit swamp! You have already said it!" (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!
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