Chapter 24 "Aha! I Understand!"

"Aha!" Feng Bujue shouted, "I understand!"

Everyone turned to look at him, finding that Brother Jue was squatting on the other side of the altar, seemingly having discovered something.

"Time is of the essence, come over here," Feng Bujue called out.

Uncle Waste Chai and the others hadn't found any valuable clues in the past five minutes, so hearing Brother Jue's words, they gathered around without hesitation.

Soon, the four of them were standing behind him.

"I've found two relatively obvious hints..." Feng Bujue pointed to a protruding stone slab in front of him and said, "Look closely, there are two patterns here."

As he spoke, he extended his right hand and gently stroked the stone slab.

In that instant, the originally gray stone emitted a faint light, causing some orange light patterns to emerge, forming two miniature murals.

"The pattern on the left is quite obvious." Feng Bujue pointed at the light patterns and explained, "You see, it depicts a group of people urinating on the altar and giving the middle finger."

"It really does..." Atobe was breaking out in a cold sweat, "What's going on..."

"This is probably telling us to desecrate the altar." Feng Bujue replied, "The specific forms shouldn't be limited to what's in the picture, but as long as we use some relatively vile means to enrage that god, he'll show himself."

"Sounds like your specialty..." Honghu muttered.

"That's right, I'm very good at this... but don't rush to make a decision, because there's a second option." Feng Bujue said, moving his hand to the pattern on the right, "This one is a bit abstract, it took me some time to understand..." he explained, "Look... the one sitting on the altar, at first glance it looks like a sea anemone, but it actually refers to a woman, more precisely—a maiden."

"Then... is this telling us to find a maiden to offer as a sacrifice?" Tianma Xingkong interjected.

"Correct." Feng Bujue nodded in response, and at the same time, he retracted his hand and stood up.

"That's too disgusting! This lewd god, I shall shatter him with my righteous iron fist!" Tianma Xingkong declared with conviction.

"Killing him is a must, after all, the mission requires us to do so, but..." Feng Bujue paused, casting a meaningful glance at everyone, "How we summon him, is something we can choose..."

"The method of summoning might affect the difficulty of the Boss fight..." Honghu speculated.

"I think so too." Uncle Waste Chai said, "But... we don't have any female players in our team, I'm afraid we can only choose the first option..."

His words stopped there, because at that moment, he felt a burning gaze.

"Brother Feng... what do you want to do..." Uncle Waste Chai became inexplicably nervous.

Brother Jue stared intently at Uncle Waste Chai, his eyes like a pervert, his tone also suggestive: "Brother Chai, do you remember... the magic sigil Lesende gave you?"

With his reminder, everyone remembered.

"That's right, there's still that move!" Honghu chimed in.

Atobe then muttered: "Is it the disguise ability..."

Tianma Xingkong didn't offer any opinions, he just looked at Uncle Waste Chai with a beaming smile.

"You guys better know when to stop..." Uncle Waste Chai replied expressionlessly.

"You also said that we would 'only' choose the first summoning method when there was no other way." Feng Bujue put on a serious face again, "This shows that summoning the Boss by desecrating the altar is a last resort..." he paused, then continued, "But right now... we're not without options, are we?"

"I'd rather let the difficulty of the Boss fight increase..." Uncle Waste Chai replied, "I'll take responsibility for any losses."

"As a professional player... you have to prioritize the team..." Feng Bujue stepped forward and patted Uncle Waste Chai's shoulder, earnestly lecturing him.

"That perverted look of anticipation in your eyes has betrayed you once again..." Uncle Waste Chai pushed Brother Jue's hand away.

"Alright then..." Feng Bujue shrugged, "Since you're so resistant to the exciting prospect of disguising yourself as a maiden..." As he spoke, he stepped forward and onto the altar, "We'll just have to use the first method."

"What are you doing... preparing to do a striptease?" Atobe squinted, "If so, please give us a heads up, so I can gouge out my eyes in advance."

"Sigh... forget it, a maiden it is." Uncle Waste Chai sighed, walked onto the altar, "Get down, get down..." He pushed Brother Jue, who used the momentum to jump back onto the ground.

"Oh oh! A moe version of Uncle Waste Chai... I'm suddenly a little excited." Atobe immediately perked up, widening his eyes.

"Hmph... a bunch of perverts..." Honghu adjusted his glasses and snorted coldly.

"Yulong, your trembling hands have betrayed you." Tianma Xingkong suddenly interjected from behind Honghu.

"Seiya, your eyes that are as wide as copper bells have also betrayed you..." Feng Bujue turned to mock Little Ma.

"Actually, he's usually like this, right..." Atobe gestured on his own face, "He's always had such thick eyebrows and big eyes..."

Buzz—

Just as these guys were talking nonsense, Uncle Waste Chai pressed his hand on his shoulder, activating the sigil.

In a flash of white light, what appeared before the players was...

(After careful consideration, I decided to omit this description)

"Ugh..." The four players turned around almost simultaneously, throwing up onto the ground behind them.

"As expected, it was a trap..." Uncle Waste Chai said, his voice unchanged, "Good thing there's no mirror, I wouldn't want to end up like you guys."

"To... to think such a thing could happen..." Feng Bujue revealed an unprecedentedly solemn expression, "This appearance that transcends the heavens... no, transcends dimensions... is truly... ugh..."

Tianma Xingkong gasped in horror: "Damn it... as a hero, it's wrong to judge people by their appearance, but ugh..."

"It's because you bunch of perverts raised the expectations that I also... ah..." Honghu's vomit almost sprayed directly from his esophagus onto the ground.

"This has nothing to do with expectations!" Atobe shouted during a break from vomiting, "Even Feng Bujue is throwing up!"

"Hey! What's that supposed to mean..." Feng Bujue retorted, "Am I the representative of humanity's depravity?"

"Ha... you asked for it." Uncle Waste Chai laughed, "Alright, limited time for the mission, stop fooling around, let's get ready to fight the Boss." As he spoke, he slowly sat down, then lay down on the altar, "Next, I just have to lie here, right?"

"Ugh..." When the four heard the word "lie", images flashed through their minds. Although they didn't look at Uncle Waste Chai, they couldn't help but throw up again.

"Ohohahaha..." Suddenly, a hearty laugh rang out.

That voice was magnetic, deep, and resonant.

Along with the laughter, all the light stones in the entire hall burst into a blinding light. The light was so intense that the players couldn't open their eyes, only Uncle Waste Chai, who was wearing sunglasses, saw Volcker's arrival clearly... a spatial rift suddenly opened above the altar, and a figure slowly descended from it.

That Volcker was a pointed-eared elf man, dressed in a light green robe, wearing fast boots, a hooded cloak, and carrying a banjo on his back, looking every bit the wandering bard. And his appearance could only be described as "beautiful", his eyebrows were like paintings, his demeanor was like a mountain. His every move was both feminine and elegant, and also retained the strength and fortitude of a man.

It had to be said, he and the Uncle Waste Chai currently lying on the altar formed a "limitless" contrast...

Seconds later, the surrounding light dimmed, and the other four players opened their eyes and looked back. By this time, the spatial rift had disappeared, leaving only Volcker's figure suspended in the air.

The Boss's first line after his appearance was this...

"Hehe... believers, very good, you have once again brought me a lovely maiden, I can't wait to play a song for her~ Hehe... come, let me see your face, dear youn... ah!!!"

That magnetic, deep, and resonant voice, screamed out a shriek that could only be heard when slaughtering chickens.

"Ah—ah!" Volcker couldn't believe his eyes, when his gaze instinctively shifted away, he couldn't help but look again, so he screamed twice more in succession.

"What kind of reaction is that..." Atobe looked at the Boss with sympathy.

Feng Bujue chimed in: "This is... the feeling of having your balls kicked with every glance..."

"You you you..." Volcker didn't know what to say, before he could successfully put together a complete sentence, he couldn't help it...

In the next second, Volcker descended from mid-air, ran to the corner of the wall, and began to vomit while leaning against it...

"Now's the chance!" Feng Bujue drew out his cleaver, and with a command,

"Oh!" Atobe, Honghu, and Tianma Xingkong responded in unison, and swarmed forward.

The four of them took advantage of the fact that the god's body and spirit were in a state of near collapse... and mercilessly attacked, a round of furious attacks killed the Boss.

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Five minutes later...

"Ah... I seem to have changed back." Uncle Waste Chai said.

Hearing this, the four people who were facing away from him turned around one after another.

"God..." Atobe wiped away a bead of sweat, "Thankfully the time limit for this 'disguise' isn't too long."

At this time, they had naturally completed the previous main quest [Within fifteen minutes, use the altar in the sacrificial hall to summon and defeat the Wandering God Volcker], the system prompt had long since sounded, but the next quest hadn't been refreshed yet.

"Phew..." Feng Bujue also breathed a sigh of relief, "This is truly the easiest Boss I've ever killed..."

"Speaking of... you were a little too ruthless just now..." Tianma Xingkong glanced at the shattered corpse in the corner and said, "You were chopping him into mincemeat? If it weren't for the system's protection, even a few of us would have been injured by your hacking."

"You're right... I really was chopping him like he was mincemeat." Feng Bujue's answer was always so unexpected, "Now... the rations are in place."

"You're not comfortable unless you eat human meat..." Atobe interjected.

"Ah?" Feng Bujue turned his head with a rogueish look, and raised an arm to point at Volcker's corpse, "Is this a human? This is clearly a god, okay? To take a step back, he's also an elf."

"**Ling's feeling is also weird..." Atobe replied.

"Tch... you don't find it weird to eat pigs and chickens?" Feng Bujue said, "You feel compassion for a humanoid creature? Are you worthy of those creatures that you turned into fertilizer over the years? If you have the guts, switch to eating mushrooms for the rest of your life."

"Why mushrooms... even if I were to become a vegetarian, there are many choices..." Atobe muttered.

"Yes, adding cucumbers, eggplants, carrots, and the like would be even more perfect." Feng Bujue raised an eyebrow.

"Don't go too far..." Atobe seemed to have understood the hidden meaning of these words, and replied with a displeased expression, "Your lewd words and actions with double traps are completely up to par with the standards of being reported!"

"In short, I have to eat this time, whether you'd rather starve is your freedom." Feng Bujue was too lazy to discuss it with them anymore, he turned around and walked towards Volcker's corpse, "The next quest might be coming soon, I need to hurry up and roast some cooked meat, so I can eat some and store some."

"Psychotic..." Uncle Waste Chai muttered, looking at Brother Jue's back.

"Heartless beast..." Tianma Xingkong chimed in.

"Vicious and evil..." Honghu also said.

While saying this, the three of them followed Feng Bujue...

"Hey! You still followed him in the end!" Atobe was hit in the face with a truckload of principles by this bunch of people, but after he finished complaining, he quickly revealed a hesitant expression.

In the end... driven by the increasingly obvious feeling of hunger, he also joined...

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A moment later, the fragrant aroma permeated the hall.

Overflowing gravy dripped down from the chunks of meat, splashing onto the fire, making a sizzling sound.

"Hmm... these branches from the mockery tree are indeed burn-resistant, just two or three branches stacked together can maintain such a fire for a long time." Feng Bujue chatted with his teammates casually.

At this time, Brother Jue was holding his cleaver horizontally, using the blade as a griddle, grilling a strip of meat cut from the ribs.

"I know you want to ease the atmosphere, but I think... it's better for everyone to remain silent at this moment..." Honghu replied, he was also using an arrow (Honghu's knapsack contained several physical arrows, which were consumables similar to special bullets) to skewer a chunk of neck meat for grilling.

"Hehe... are you still hesitating at this point?" Feng Bujue's tone sounded like a pimp, "From the moment you sat here and picked out your meat, you should have been prepared..." he shrugged, "Ah... but, I can understand you... everything is like this, going from one to two is easy, but going from zero to one, is as difficult as ascending to heaven."

"Your drug lord-like tone, coupled with those eyes that are forcing us into prostitution... are really too helpful." Honghu sarcastically retorted at Brother Jue again.

Actually, his mentality was still considered good...

Uncle Waste Chai, Tianma Xingkong, and Atobe, really didn't want to say a single word.

Just as this extremely bizarre atmosphere intensified, the system prompt arrived [Main quest has been updated]

[Within one hour, pass through the tunnel behind the altar and arrive at the Crystal Labyrinth.]