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Thriller Paradise - Chapter 169




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Chapter 169

Chapter 169: Despicable Me (1)





Translator: Sigma  Editor: Sigma

 

[Feng Bujue, level 18]

[Please select playing mode you want to join . ]

[You’ve selected Single-player Survival Mode (Nightmare) . Please confirm . ]

[Confirmed . Generating scenario…]

[Loading… Please wait…]

"Welcome to Thriller Paradise . " The greeting this time surprised Feng Bujue because he heard that it was exactly his voice .

[Loading completed . You are entering Single-player Survival Mode (Nightmare) . ]

[This mode offers an explanation of the plot . There are chances of Side/[Hidden Quests], together with special Worldview . ]

[Rewards for completing the scenario: a random item ranked Perfect . ]

[Plot’s introduction is about to play . After the introduction, the game will start immediately . ]

The rewards for completing the scenario in Nightmare difficulty level weren’t bad, indeed . Last time he played the Hirata scenario, he got two Jigsaw Puzzle Cards, and this time, he would receive an item directly . However, the reason why Feng Bujue queued for this scenario was to pass the period from 10:30 pm to early morning playing the embarrassing non-sleep mode . Whether he could finish the scenario or not, he wasn’t very optimistic though…

[Time and space overlap . A deadly game . Endless horror . Nightmares reincarnate . ]

There was no opening CG, and the system had narrated only one inexplicable line . When the narrative ended, Feng Bujue was standing in a corridor, and he was free to move now .

The floor and the walls of the corridor were made from wood . They had the rigid feeling of a thick kind of wood, seemed not easy to pierce through . The corridor's overall tone was brown . Couldn't say it was spotless, but it looked relatively clean, and at least it didn't have the rotten or moldy smell accompanied with huge puddles of dirty stain . There were lighting devices above his head . At each certain distance lay a light dome embedded in the ceiling . Looking forward, there was no dizzy wallpaper, no rug, ornaments or doors . This was just merely a monotonous corridor .

"Ah . . . The brief introduction of this scenario’s just an empty shell…" Having heard the line, Feng Bujue immediately checked his pockets . If there were a Walkman in his pocket together with a cassette tape, it would be easy to explain .

"Hi there! Feng Bujue, I want to play a game with you . " All of a sudden, a voice echoed . Moreover, it was a husky and low voice, signifying Saw’s frightening standard . Feng Bujue followed the direction of the voice and lifted his head to see a camera and a square speaker at a corner adjoined the ceiling and the wall, around three meters above .

"That Saw guy comes again…" Feng Bujue looked at the camera as his face was as tense as if a huge mountain pressing down .





That voice paused for one second then continued, "Until now, you’ve considered solving the mysteries one of your hobbies . And, you believe that every riddle has rules and answers .

"Collecting information and reasoning have become your habits and hobbies . You’ve thought that besides the certain armed conflict, which could be avoidable, if one wants to think, he can solve anything .

"However, you'll soon realize that your thought isn't entirely correct .

"At this moment, a poison’s lurking in your body…"

Having heard that, Feng Bujue opened his menu to check . Indeed, he was bearing the status [Poisoned] . This and the situation he had encountered in the Saw scenario were similar .

"Once the poison burst out, you’ll be judged as failing the scenario . Even SCP-500 can’t cure this poison . " What the voice said had immediately crossed out Feng Bujue’s first countermeasure for the given situation, which was using the panacea .

"You have 92 minutes to find four unique chemicals . Mix them together, and you’ll get the antidote . " Then, the voice started to announce the rules . "During the time, you will meet some people, or see something; what you see or hear can change your actions and interfere with your judgment . "

Feng Bujue used [Planned Victory from Thousand Mile Away] to check the final BOSS’ data, but he couldn't see anything…

"As your old friend, I’ll give you some special offers, which could save you from the fighting factor and you could only focus on finding the answer . " Eventually, the voice said, "Now, our game begins . "

[You’ve received special item x2]

[Main Quest has been triggered . ]

[Find the chemical bottles (0/4) . ]

While Feng Bujue was still thinking about the meaning of the phrase ‘your old friend’, the system's notifications arose continuously .

"Old friend?" Feng Bujue mumbled, "Is he really the one in Saw scenario? Can the BOSS move and pass tasks between scenarios?" He imagined conversely . "Ss… No, in that scenario, I played a journalist named Arthur Siegel, but he called me Unidentified Mental Disorder just recently . Call me by other name and tell me that you’re my old friend?"

Feng Bujue thought and opened his menu to check his luggage . He wanted to see what the heck the ‘special offers’ were .

Turns out… he indeed saw something really incredible .

[Name: Kill in One Shot Pistol]

[Type: Weapon]





[Quality: Legendary]

[Attack Power: ???]

[Attributes: None]

[Special Effect: Instant kill]

[Equipment Conditions: Shooting Specialty Grade F]

[Being able to be brought out of the scenario: No]

[Remarks: This pistol has an unlimited number of bullets . Any of its parts cannot be disassembled or reloaded . When shooting the gun, it can only fire once, and the user only needs to shoot one bullet aiming for the current target . Just aim at the target and pull the trigger, the bullet will definitely hit the object and kill it instantly . ]

The first thought that flashed in Feng Bujue’s head when he was observing this item was: wait until this scenario ends, I must visit the Box of Fear to check the full properties of this item, also its price…

And the second item’s properties was equally shocking .


[Name: Contra Medal x 4] (1)

[Type: Related to the plot]

[Quality: Legendary]

[Functions: Can replace the user to bear death (can’t be exchanged, trashed away or taken out from the bag) . ]

[Being able to be brought out of the scenario: No]

[Remarks: It’s weird… Why isn’t it 30 lives? Up, up, down, down, left, right, left, right, b, a, b, a…] (2)

"Hey . . . What’s going on…" After checking the two items, the corner of his mouth convulsed . "This isn’t the old friend’s stuff . Even his son can only have this much . " He paused for a while . "According to this meaning… This scenario requires purely puzzle solving . And, the difficulty level is like a turd, right…"

Feng Bujue sorted out the information he had . Currently, there isn’t much information; moreover, something was unclear . For example, this BOSS gave me four lives accompanied with an instant kill weapon, but he didn't give me any timing device . It’s the whole 93 minutes . Does he also know that I can count the time in my head? Seems he knows what are kept in my bag and their properties . If not, why did he say that the SCP-500 would be inoperative?

Feng Bujue didn't sink into his thought, as he had to seize the time to move forward . From the time he had entered the scenario, listening to the rules, checking out items and reasoning for a while, he had spent not more than five minutes .

Originally, Feng Bujue didn’t expect that he could clear the game when he entered a scenario of single player survival in nightmare difficulty level . However, the current situation wasn’t similar to the previous time . The voice from the speaker had successfully seduced… ah, no, attracted his interest . You could say he was a dumb player with the power level of 5—he wouldn't be angry with that . But if you say he couldn't solve the puzzle while giving him incredible items like those, it's like you are telling him, "I believe you can't complete this scenario . "





Such sort of people, who love to read and reason like Feng Bujue, when facing this type of provocation, he would definitely play recklessly with all what he had . He resolutely wanted to solve all riddles, running straight away to that BOSS and throw him a despising look . "Give me your knees . " Then he would feel satisfied and let the BOSS go .

. . .

Feng Bujue’s spot at the beginning of the scenario backed a wall . Thus, he had only one way to take .

He had been walking forward for five or six minutes, but the surroundings in the corridor didn't change, just repeated again and again . At this moment, no matter it was the direction behind him or in front of him, they looked exactly the same as images in the mirror . If the player closed his eyes and spun, he would absolutely not know which direction to move forward .

After another while, a relatively wider space appeared ahead of the corridor . It was a fan-shaped area adjoined the corridor without any door . After he strode through the hole, he saw the walls on both sides then extended askew forward .

He now faced the edge of the fan-shaped lobby, which had four doors . Each door was around half a meter away from the others . All the four doors had doors and doorframes . Moreover, they were all open . Behind the doors were the corridors, which were identical with the one Feng Bujue had just traveled through .

"Tsk . . . What are those? I've thought that it should be a more complicated maze . Is it a really challenging puzzle? Aren't I just going on the four paths leading to the places of the four chemical bottles? Then, at the end of each path, there will be a chamber, where I’ll do self-mutilation, etc . … What's mysterious about this?" Feng Bujue detested with a mocking tone to vent out his irritated mood .

At this moment, he suddenly heard the sound of someone, who was running away . Listening attentively, it included the rushing footstep and heavy, panting breath…

The sound came from the furthest door on the left from a distance and getting closer . When the runner was approaching at a certain distance, perhaps he saw someone stand there, he then started to shout, "All wrong! You’re totally wrong!"

After having heard the man yelling, Feng Bujue felt somehow familiar . Moreover, to achieve the goal safely, he took out the wrench and the Kill In One Shot pistol . Now it was like if he wanted to hurt the other, he could do that; if he wanted to kill the other, he could also do it, too . No matter whom the runner was and what he was about to do, at least Feng Bujue could ensure his life .

Seconds later, when the runner jumped into this fan-shaped lobby from the first corridor, Feng Bujue was dumbstruck .

That was a man wearing a long purple coat . There were many blood stains on his body as he was hurt severely… And, the man appeared identically with Feng Bujue .

[You will meet somebody and see something . What you see or hear can change your action, interfering with your judgment . ]

The line he had heard echoed in his head…

"You . . . " Feng Bujue was still calm at this moment . There should be a reasonable explanation for this current situation . The guy who looks exactly like me could be an illusion or a robot, a cyborg or some monsters that can mimic people . This is a scenario at Nightmare difficulty level in Thriller Paradise, in which any sort of settings could happen, even if the whole surroundings were the mental world of a patient who was suffered from insanity . No reason for this panic .

The other Feng Bujue, who got hurt all over his body, wasn’t surprised seeing this Feng Bujue . It seemed he soon knew the other would be here, that’s why he screamed out when he was about to cross the door . At this moment, he spoke up again, "You mustn’t… again…"

BANG ——

A gunshot resounded . Feng Bujue, who got out from the first door, got shot from behind . Moreover, the bullet had pierced through his neck, which prevented him from finishing his sentence, the part that followed ‘again’ .

Feng Bujue witnessed another him that got hit by just one shot . He seized the chance and stormed forward . His first reaction was to check if the Survival Value Supplement and SCP-500 could save the other so he could have time to complete his line . Unexpectedly, when he had just made the first step and hadn’t taken out the items from his bag yet, the other Feng Bujue, the one that got hit, had turned into a white halo and disappeared into thin air . This death scene was exactly the same with when players died .

"Is he just a hallucination? Or…" Feng Bujue’s thought started to twirl like a storm . [Time and space overlap . A deadly game . Endless horror . Nightmares reincarnate . ] This verse appeared in his mind . "… Or I was getting back here from another timeline?"

His eyes shifted from the empty floor to the first door . At this moment, Feng Bujue’s line of sight and that door had formed an obtuse angle of 120 degrees . He was still thinking about the current pursuit . "If the dead were me, the [Contra Medal] should be effective… Perhaps the Contra Medal will resurrect players and teleport them under the form of a white halo to another place? Or, the other ‘me’ has already used up all four Medals?"

Feng Bujue held his breath, raptly trying to concentrate his mind to listen to any sound in the corridor . He didn't dare to poke his head out recklessly since the other used a gun . Moreover, apparently, the other had the God-level marksmanship . He would be safe in this angle, but if he craned his neck, he would possibly be…

"No . . . If that one were me, why did he get killed? A bullet hitting the neck could kill me that easily? Are the Survival Value Supplement bottles on the other ‘me’ used up? And the Survival Value was also at the bottom?" Upon this thought, his heart felt shocked . "The [Kill In One Hit Pistol]!"

Feng Bujue instinctively held the gun in his hand tightly . "Was the shooter me?" He made a few steps forward, leaning his back against the wall next to the first door . "Hey! The shooter over there! Are you me?" He resolutely stormed to that area, shouted to ask something that sounded nonsensical .

The effect of sound spreading through those corridors was weird . Even the smallest sound could travel through a significantly long distance, but the human voice could only travel through a relatively short distance without any echoes .

Feng Bujue roared again, "Even if you aren’t me, you can reply to me just once, will ya?"

No one answered him . . .

Listening carefully, from the time the gunshot resounded until now, there was no sound or noise generated in the corridor, even the footsteps of the shooter leaving the scene . Thus, it was possible that someone was standing, crouching or even laying on his stomach with the gun held firmly in his hands, aiming at the entrance of the first corridor, waiting for the one on the other side to show up probingly and shot him .

Feng Bujue wasn't sure that the one he had seen wasn't himself from another timeline . Perhaps he had just overthought . Might be it was just an illusion used to deceive people, and the shooter perhaps was a long-range elite monster . And, it was possibly… There was no shooter in that corridor . The gunshot and the death scene were just hallucinations, a kind of performance show . Anyway, the body had already disappeared, and there were no traces of a bullet hole here or there, so how to prove those events did happen?

"Yeah . . . Should I peep to confirm that…" Feng Bujue mused, but then he thought… What if my assumption is correct? What if what has just happened in the corridor is actually my future? So… what will I do?

"If that one is me, me in the near future, he will know my decision and my thinking process . No matter what I’m thinking, reversing my thinking or even when I’m thinking about nothing, still, he will know what I will do finally . " The riot in Feng Bujue’s brain was getting more and more disorderly . "Yeah… Why wouldn't he talk to me? Why did he have to kill the other me? What did he experience, or what am I about to undergo that makes me chase after me?"

"’'You’re all wrong,' what does that mean . . . ’ Mustn’t… again’ do what?" Feng Bujue’s cold sweat started to roll down his face . "The handsome guy who got killed and the handsome guy who killed him… Whose timeline should I depend on? Which one will keep everything on the right track?"

Since the first time he played this game, this was the first time he had met such a predicament . It was like, everything wouldn't be right no matter how much he considered . "Ah… Ha, ha…" Dozens of seconds later, Feng Bujue laughed coldly . "The one who can trouble me is only me…" He stated a very narcissistic remark then resolutely retrieved his weapons and cried, "No matter if someone’s over there, or if you are really me over there, I now surrender to you . I will walk to you slowly . If you want to talk with me, we can talk . If you feel you must kill me, just do as you wish!"

Feng Bujue sauntered to the first door while talking . At this moment, he chose to believe in himself . He trusted his current assumptions, also the decisions he would make in the near future .

Of course, the most important thing was that he still kept the [Contra Medals] with him!

At this moment, Feng Bujue seemed to understand why he had received four medals and a pistol . He was afraid that those items were the primary conditions to finish this scenario…

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(1) (2) Contra Medal: Contra was a video game released for the Nintendo Entertainment System in North America in February 1988 . This version was produced in-house by Konami and features several differences from the arcade release to better suit the NES's hardware . The game can be played by up to two players . Lives in this game were depicted under the form of medals, appeared at the corner of the screen . Normally, a player has four lives as four medals; the left, right, up, down moves mentioned in the remarks (2) of the item is the procedure to hack the system and earn 30 extra lives by pressing the related buttons on the game controller .





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