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- The sound did not come from the direction Feng Bujue passed by, but from the side he had not yet explored.
As soon as the low groan passed, the sound of footsteps followed.
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This is not the sound of ordinary footsteps, but the sound of bare feet on the ground.
"Yeah~ This is the one who is barefoot and wants to mess with the one who wears shoes" Feng Bujue knew that something was going to happen just by hearing this sound.
??In a nightmare difficulty scenario, especially in this setting that limits the player's ability, being attacked by a monster is very likely to be defeated in seconds.
??This point is known even to players who have no experience in Nightmare, let alone an experienced player like Feng Bujue who comes to Nightmare difficulty every two days.
Therefore, even though Brother Jue now has weapons at hand, his first choice is to hide.
"Wellget something handy first." At that moment, Feng Bujue quickly glanced at the cart and grabbed a weapon.
¡¾Name: Scalpel¡¿
¡¾Type: Weapon¡¿
¡¾Quality: Ordinary¡¿
¡¾Attack power: medium¡¿
¡¾Attribute: None¡¿
¡¾Special effects: none¡¿
¡¾Equipment conditions: general specialization e, or medical specialization¡¿
¡¾Can the script be brought out: Yes¡¿
¡¾Note: Long No. 3 handle, No. 22 blade. ¡¿
Without equipment or physical skill bonus, this ordinary-quality, lightweight, edged weapon is still very good.
Of course, according to Feng Bujue¡¯s ranking of the ¡°echelon of ordinary people¡¯s hand-to-hand combat weapons¡±, things like scalpels can only be considered at the bottom of T2 ranked above them are baseball bats, golf clubs, folding stools, Watermelon knife, etc.; for t3, it is kitchen knives, bricks, thumbs, hammers, etc.; for t4, it is frozen meat, scissors, wine bottles, shoe soles, walking sticks, and pans. As for the artifact that can enter t1, we all know very wellthe chainsaw, no explanation.
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The footsteps are getting faster and closer.
Feng Bujue glanced around and saw that there was really no place to hide in this room The cabinets in the room were all too small, even for primary school students to hide in; the mechanical equipment was not big enough to create any blind spots for sight. Even if you want to find a corner to squat down, it won't work.
??Looking around, we can go behind the curtain
So. Feng Bujue decisively opened the curtain. Then, he saw a hospital bed; on the hospital bed, there was a head and a foot.
Let¡¯s talk about the foot first The foot is no longer moving, because the fluorescent fluid in the foot has almost flowed out, and "it" is just placed on the bed, like an ordinary organ that has been removed.
But, that head is still "alive".
¡°It¡± was fixed to the bedside bracket by several belts, and several tubes of different thicknesses and materials were connected under the neck, and those tubes were connected to several devices beside the bed. One of them has a transparent shell and a rubber pump inside that is rising and falling regularly. It seems to be an "artificial lung"; the other one has a similar principle. But it is not filled with air, but with fluorescent liquid
When Feng Bujue opened the curtain, he found that the head's eyes were already staring in his direction. It can be seen that the head had long sensed the presence of someone outside the curtain.
"Have the vision and hearing not disappeared yet" Feng Bujue glanced at the other end and thought, "I don't know if he can still think, and I don't know if he is hostile to me However, he has lost his vocal cords. Even if you want to expose my position, it will be difficult for this guy."
He is thinking about it. Suddenly there was a "bang" sound from behind. There is no doubt that this is the "barefoot" one who pushed open the door and came in
Then, there was silence for ten seconds.
Feng Bujue slipped under the bed in a flash. Even without looking, he could tellthe person who came in was currently scanning the room.
????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Ten seconds later. The footsteps sounded again, heading straight towards the bed.
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The curtain was roughly opened, and a pair of skinny feet appeared in Brother Jue's sight.
Those are a pair of somewhat deformed feet, not only skin and bones. It also seemed as if it had been bitten by some animal. Several areas of the skin on its feet had disappeared, exposing white bones The toes of both feet were also staggered and twisted, but they remained in a strange way. The balance of the entire foot
if possible. Brother Jue really wanted to see the other person's whole body, but unfortunately, from hisFrom the angle, you can only see these feet. If you want to look further up, you have to stick your head forward It's too risky and not worth it.
"Uh" The barefoot brother stood beside the bed and groaned again, and then sniffed twice, like a hound sniffing out traces of prey.
Fortunately, the smell of disinfectant in this room is very strong. Unless it is something with a strong smell like feces, the smell of other things can be easily covered up.
"Hahahaha" For some reason, the barefoot brother suddenly laughed twice after smelling it for a while. His laughter sounded like someone who smoked industrial waste gas as cigarettes every day and has been smoking for decades. Lao Pao'er, that hoarse voice from smoking and drinking makes everyone who listens want to spit out immediately.
After laughing a few times, the barefoot brother turned around and walked away. When he walked a little further, Feng Bujue nodded slightly forward while ensuring that he had not left the shadow range.
¡°At this time, Brother Jue could clearly see the monster¡¯s body below the ribs¡ Generally speaking, those guys were just like mummies; not only were their collarbones erect and their skin shriveled, but they also had many parts of their bodies that were torn and exposed.
Perhaps for the sake of harmony, this shirtless monster still wears a pair of cropped trousers (I use the degree of damage to the trouser legs to distinguish the length of the trousers of humanoid monsters in horror games, which are torn to the thighs). The bottom is like one-point pants, if only the hem is torn, it is like nine-point pants, and so on)
With the sound of a push on the door panel, the monster walked out
This barefoot man came and went in a hurry. From entering the room to opening the door and leaving, it took less than a minute.
However, this minute is undoubtedly a very terrifying experience for the person hiding under the bed
The tension of being discovered at any time
The kind of fear that makes the blood run cold all over the body
The kind of depression that makes your heart almost jump out of your throat, but you don¡¯t even dare to breathe
"Well we headed towards the room at the end of the corridor"
Feng Bujue had none of the above reactions
"It looks likeit's just a mutated human being. It's still the kind of garbage mutation with a mutilated body"
After experiencing this "horrible" hiding episode. Ordinary people would usually heave a sigh of relief and hide under the bed until the monster's sound could no longer be heard before coming out.
But Feng Bujue immediately thought of counterattack
"Follow me quietly now, and get caught off guard with a stab in the back The success rate is definitely over 70%."
Thinking of this, Brother Jue slipped out from under the bed with a smooth rolling movement, and stood up one after another Then, he quickly picked up a bone saw from the cart.
¡°But I saw him running towards the door with a bone saw in one hand and a scalpel in the other.
Looking at this scene, even Brother Rentou, who was fixed on the bed frame, showed a shocked expression
"It's going pretty fast" Three seconds later, Brother Jue pushed open the trap door with his shoulder without making any sound. Back to the corridor. At this time, the barefoot man had passed the corner in front. Hearing the footsteps, he was heading towards the room with the door still locked.
"At this speed, we can catch up in about thirty seconds" Feng Bujue continued to remain silent, walking on the ground with long strides, shortening the distance between him and the other party.
However, just as he approached the corner and was about to get out
There was a loud noise.
The sound was like a car rear-end collision. And it's the kind of rear-end collision that goes over seventy yards per hour.
"Huh?" At that moment, Feng Bujue realized something almost instinctively. He stopped quickly without taking that crucial step.
Bang bang bang bang!
??????????????????????????????????????? Immediately afterwards. There were four more loud noises in succession, and then there was a heavy sound of a metal plate hitting the concrete floor.
"Fuck you!" Half a second after hearing the sound, Feng Bujue cursed a particularly fresh curse word in his heart.
He finally heard it. The series of noises just now were the sound of the barefoot brother banging on the door.
It would be fine if the other party just "broke the door lock", but judging from the sound this guy should have collapsed the entire door.
Thinking about the thickness of the metal door, and then looking down at his body Feng Bujue licked his lips. Decided to withdraw.
After a while, Brother Rentou watched Brother Jue leave with a shocked expression, and then watched Brother Jue return to the room and get under the bed with a puzzled expression
Long story short¡
Dual-wielding surgical useAfter lying under the bed for five minutes, the barefoot brother's footsteps passed by the corridor outside the door again. He must have finished searching the room at the end of the corridor, so he turned back.
This time, Feng Bujue waited until the other party's footsteps completely disappeared, and another full three minutes passed before he rolled out of the bed.
"Alasit is true that people cannot be judged by their appearance, and sea water cannot be measured~" After he stood up, he whispered to himself, "This is the body of Mr. Aha, Kane Bloodhoof's poet"
After Brother Jue finished complaining, he looked back at Brother Rentou, then approached him and said: "Blinking once means 'yes', blinking twice means 'no', do you understand?"
His first sentence was very purposeful. Two seconds later, Brother Rentou blinked hard and deeply to show that he understood.
"Oh I still have sense." After Feng Bujue muttered this sentence, he left.
Now, Brother Rentou was confused again He originally thought that the other party would use blinking to communicate with him, but he didn't expect that Brother Jue only confirmed one question, then turned around and left.
"Don't worry, I will come to you in a while. You firstwellit seems that you can only wait." Feng Bujue seemed to be able to see through the other person's thoughts. Before going out, he turned around and said to Brother Rentou. Such a sentence. After that, he returned to the corridor and rushed to the previously locked room.
According to Brother Jue¡¯s analysis, the plot just now has three meanings: first, to make the main monster/boss of this script appear; second, to create a frightening scene; third, to let the monster help the player open a door Door.
"So far, it's still a typical linear script, with almost no extra choices, and no side tasks" Feng Bujue thought as he came to the door of the room, "So, follow the direction of the plot and explore, 80% of it is That¡¯s right.¡±
With the help of the light in the corridor, Feng Bujue could roughly see the scene in the room It was a square room with a side length of five meters, smaller than the one where Brother Jue was originally; at this time, the metal of the room The door had been completely knocked away and fell to the ground; and in the middle of the room, stood a rather huge black shadow, motionless
"This isa statue?" Feng Bujue cautiously stepped into the door and reached out to touch the wall next to the door. Just as he guessedthere was a light switch in a similar position to the first room.
After flipping the switch, the second room also lit up.
What appeared in front of Feng Bujue was indeed a statue
The statue is about two meters high. The main body is a worker in uniform. There is nothing unusual about its base and body. However, the neck of the statue is not a human head, but a set of tools. Those tools include an axe, a sickle, a hammer, Pliers, etc., nothing particularly strange.
In addition, there are also words engraved on the base of the statue
Feng Bujue walked in to take a look and found that it said "Talent is the most important thing in production" and the year "1927" was engraved next to it.
"This is" The moment the line of words came into view, a set of information flashed through Brother Jue's mind like lightning, "Oh no!"
The next second, he quickly turned around and looked away from the statue.
However¡¡
"Tchit seems like it's too late" Then, he muttered something in a low voice, and quickly took steps towards the third roomthat is, the room where Brother Rentou was.
Seeing that he came back so soon, Brother Rentou looked puzzled again, but Feng Bujue's strange behavior had just begun
After returning to the room, Feng Bujue completely ignored Brother Rentou on the bed and began to rummage through the cabinets, and successfully found a pen, a bottle of ink, and a stack of paper.
Then, he moved a stool, sat in front of a piece of equipment, spread paper on it, and started writing a novel.
Yes, he started writing a novel in a nightmare-level single-person novel Not only was he writing, but he was also writing with joy.
The energy with which he wrote vigorously made Rentou brother on the hospital bed confused (literally confused), and the latter had no idea what he was doing
The system did not judge Brother Jue¡¯s behavior as a ¡°negative game¡± and just allowed him to write it down.
So Feng Bujue wrote a novel for three full hours in this strange environment
Until three hours later, his expression suddenly turned cold and he put down the pen in his hand.
He looked down at himselfWith his knuckles still red and swollen, he took a long breath and said: "Ah his meow finally stopped working." (To be continued.) - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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