Chapter 1 The Start

Since he hadn't used any consumables in the last scenario, Feng Bujue didn't bother to restock at the store and went straight into the queue.

[Madness Not觉, Level 28]

[Please select the game mode you wish to join.]

[You have selected Slaughter Game (Free-for-All), please confirm.]

[Confirmed. Random value for team size generated: Six players.]

After that line, Feng Bujue experienced the longest wait time he'd had since entering the game. He waited for more than three minutes, and the next prompt still hadn't appeared.

"No way?" Feng Bujue thought. "Since it's a free-for-all, you can just pull in six people of roughly the same level, right? Why is it taking so long?"

What he didn't expect was... this was just the beginning.

Next, after a long wait of twenty-five minutes, Feng Bujue still hadn't been matched into a scenario, and he couldn't interrupt the queue or do any other operations…

"What's going on? Is the server stuck?" Just as he was about to force a disconnection...

[Match complete, coordinating neural connection, generating scenario...] the prompt appeared just in time.

[Loading start, please wait.]

"Heh heh heh... make your opponents tremble, let them experience true terror!"

Feng Bujue was stunned when he heard this. "Although I've heard this line a few times... what's with the familiar voice and highly recognizable sinister laugh..."

[Loading complete. You are currently playing a Slaughter Game.]

[This mode offers scenario introductions and has a chance to trigger side hidden quests and special worldviews.]

[Scenario victory reward: Randomly draw a usable Perfect-grade equipment.]

Feng Bujue was shocked the moment he saw the victory reward, thinking: Is this for real? Winning guarantees a Perfect-grade equipment, and it's even "usable"? This is insane!

The amazing things had only just begun...

This time, he didn't enter that passive movie-watching mode where he watched the CG. The scenario introduction subtitles appeared directly on the touchscreen.

And the elevator he was in started moving at this moment, moving upwards at high speed.

[Gotham City, 2009.]

[After Bruce Wayne died in battle with Darkseid (also known as Dark Lord. The strongest New God, ruler of Apokolips), Gotham City's security was severely out of control. Gang forces were rampant, and super criminals such as Two-Face and Penguin fought fiercely, trying to seize the city's hegemony.]

[Nightwing (Dick Grayson, the first Robin) and Batgirl established the "Oracle" organization - a team composed of reliable allies, trying to control the situation. But the duration of this crisis far exceeded their expectations.]

[The city has fallen into a vicious cycle. The gangs have discovered that Batman is gone, and they realize that this is a great opportunity to redistribute Gotham City's underground power. Everyone is involved in this criminal carnival, not only the long-established bosses, but also some younger, more ambitious newcomers, who are also beginning to emerge.]

[The Gotham police are on the verge of collapse. The police endure long and dangerous patrols, and also worry about whether their families have been attacked. Many people find that... there is no choice but to resign.]

[Riots and looting everywhere... the mayor has declared a state of emergency in Gotham City.]

[The people of Gotham City are looking forward to the appearance of a savior, someone who can restore order to the streets.]

[They are looking forward to... Batman.]

[And the superheroes in the city, while fighting crime, have also launched a series of battles to decide who will inherit Batman's mantle.]

The subtitles and voice of the scenario introduction ended here, and the elevator stopped at this moment.

Feng Bujue remembered in detail several instructions about the Slaughter Game mode, especially the most critical one: [The Slaughter Game focuses on mutual battles between players. This mode will weaken the horror elements of the scenario itself. Any worldview or task may appear, and the map size and layout will be generated according to the number of players and their respective abilities.]

Therefore, Feng Bujue knew very well that the appearance of this kind of worldview was also very normal...

[Main quest triggered]

[Become the only surviving player in the scenario]

After this prompt appeared, the elevator door opened, which announced that the scenario had officially begun.

Da-da-da—

As soon as the door opened, Feng Bujue heard the sound of a submachine gun. His first reaction was to roll over while hugging his head.

"No way! I just entered the map and I'm already being ambushed?" Feng Bujue exclaimed. "There's no reason for that, is there?"

He was obviously overthinking things… In this mode, the six players were naturally assigned to various locations on the map, and the elevator doors of the landing spaces opened at the same second.

The gunshot Feng Bujue heard was just a masked bandit in the scenario shooting at the ceiling.

It turned out that outside Feng Bujue's elevator door was the lobby of a bank, and a robbery had just begun at the moment he came out.

"Everyone get down!" a bandit shouted.

Before he finished saying that, Feng Bujue was already lying on the ground without hesitation. At this moment, he looked up and immediately understood the situation in front of him.

"One, two, three people..." Feng Bujue instinctively collected the information he saw and made a lot of inferences. "Two seem to be engaged in heavy physical labor, and one has a sailor's tattoo on his left hand, but the way he holds the gun and moves doesn't look like he's received professional training, so military background can be ruled out..." His eyes swept in the direction of the bank door. "There should be another robber in the car across the street, their driver..."

"Don't move! Can't you understand when I tell you not to move? Bastard! Show me your hands!" The bandits were trying to control the scene, and they were very successful.

Feng Bujue's position was quite far from the counter, and there was a pillar next to him. As long as he lay on the ground and didn't make too much movement, the bandits wouldn't notice him at all.

"Jackets, jeans, sweatshirts, sneakers, leather shoes... all plain clothes, wearing ski masks that can be bought in stores." Feng Bujue was very calm, and his analysis of these bandits was carried out quickly in his mind. "The one guarding the door and the two who are packing money each have a pistol. The guy with the tattoo on his arm should be the leader, with a pistol and a submachine gun..." He snorted coldly, thinking, "Judging from the information currently available, none of these three are professional criminals. At best, they are just armed civilians. The driver in the car is probably even worse than them..."

"Hey! What are you doing!" The bandit with the submachine gun suddenly yelled at his partner who was packing money. "Do you think I'm blind? Take out the money you hid in your jacket pocket, don't do stupid things, understand? You idiot."

"Well... we can rule out the possibility of a family gang..." After seeing this scene, Feng Bujue basically completed his observation of these people. "Hmph... three petty thieves with no detailed plan in advance. Judging from the way the guy at the door is looking around, he doesn't even know which direction the police car will come from. And the one packing money hasn't figured out how much to pack."

"As for the leader, he doesn't know the location of the cameras, nor does he know how long it will take for the security alarm to bring the police. In case the partner in charge of driving across the street runs away after hearing the siren, he definitely doesn't have a backup escape plan."

Feng Bujue quickly stopped looking at these people. He put his hands on his head, buried his face in his arms, and lay down obediently: "I'd better mind my own business. The more amateur criminals are, the easier it is for them to do unpredictable things. If I resist, who knows what these guys will do. If these three enter a state of shock-induced hysteria, the situation will get out of control instead."

But about five minutes later, Feng Bujue raised his head again: "Should I remind them... it's time to retreat." He suddenly thought of something else. "It's not that I look down on you guys... the three of you have completely misjudged the time it will take for the police to arrive, and you're just relying on greed to decide how much money to pack, which will definitely delay things for a long time. When the police car arrives, the few of you will definitely panic after hearing the siren and act erratically, which is very likely to lead to a failed retreat and turn into a hostage situation..."

"Damn it! The police are here! Let's go!" As expected, at this moment, the robber standing at the door heard the siren and shouted.

The robber who was packing money quickly zipped up the two backpacks filled with cash. The leading robber stepped forward to take one, and the two dragged the backpacks towards the door.

At this moment, both backpacks were filled to the brim, but it was this process that caused the robbers to miss the best time to escape from this place…

"Hey! Hey! Damn it!" The robber at the door shouted twice across the street, turned his head, and met his two partners. He pointed to the street with his finger. "That son of a bitch ran away!"

"Damn!" "Damn it!" The other two robbers also cursed.

In fact, even if their partner hadn't run away, the three of them wouldn't have had time to cross the road...

The street in front of the bank was soon full of police cars. A group of police officers opened the doors and poured out one after another, aiming at the bank door with live ammunition.

An officer holding a loudspeaker shouted into the bank with classic nonsense: "Listen up inside, this is the Gotham police. You are surrounded. Put down your weapons and come out to surrender!"

"Back off! You bastards! We have hostages!" The leading robber hid behind a wall next to the door, turned his head and shouted at the outside, then lowered his voice and said to his partners, "What are you standing there for? Go see if there are any other exits!"

Looking at the performance of these three guys, and the development of the situation, Feng Bujue sighed helplessly and lowered his head again, "Sigh... a bunch of idiots..."