【疯不觉，等级27】

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"Welcome to Thriller Paradise." The familiar line rang out once more.

【Loading complete. You are currently in Single Player Survival Mode (Nightmare).】

【This mode provides a scenario introduction and has a chance of triggering side hidden quests and special worldviews.】

【Scenario Completion Reward: Randomly draw one jigsaw puzzle piece.】

【Scenario introduction will now play. The game will begin immediately after the introduction is finished.】

Chi—chi—

The sound of something scraping against the floor could be heard the moment the opening CG started.

The image in Feng Bujue's eyes was initially pitch black. After a few seconds, a slit opened in the middle of the screen, like an eyelid opening, and widened, allowing him to gradually make out the scene before him.

The picture was blurry. A short, thin figure appeared in his field of vision. Judging by the silhouette, it was a man. He was wearing a shirt and overalls stained with blood, and he was walking in front of Feng Bujue.

Feng Bujue, or rather, the character Feng Bujue was playing at this moment, was lying on the ground. The figure was dragging him along a corridor by one foot.

"Don't worry… everything will be alright… something must have gone wrong… I'll figure it out…" the figure in front muttered to himself.

Feng Bujue had no sensation at the moment, nor could he control the movement of the camera, because this was still the opening CG stage. He was simply watching something that someone else was experiencing from a first-person perspective.

After about thirty seconds, the figure stopped in front of an iron door at the end of the corridor. Then, there was a faint metallic clanging sound.

The door opened, and Feng Bujue watched helplessly as he was dragged into a room resembling a prison cell. The picture shook twice and finally focused on the ceiling.

After that, the sound of the short man leaving the room and locking the door could be heard. Even as he walked out the door, he kept repeating those same words.

【Important Reminder: Items of the "Consumable" type cannot be used in this scenario, nor can equipment and tools powered by consumables (ammunition, batteries, etc.).】

"WTF?" Feng Bujue cursed inwardly. "You didn't even tell me half the scenario introduction, and instead told me about such a harsh restriction?"

He was cursing too early, because the next second, the scenario officially began.

There was no scenario introduction at all…

Feng Bujue's vision immediately overlapped with the last scene of the opening CG. He was lying on the ground, facing the ceiling.

The instant he gained the ability to move and feel, an excruciating pain immediately swept through his entire body. This pain was almost unbelievable, as if every bone in his body was broken, a large area of skin was burned, and countless insects were crawling under his skin…

Of course, the pain simulated by the system was weakened. As mentioned earlier, the player's maximum pain would not exceed the intensity of a hammer hitting a finger, otherwise there would be a risk of fainting.

However, although the intensity of the pain was limited, the forms it took were still very diverse. When the feelings described above happened to him, it was not pleasant. Feng Bujue had never had this experience in reality. Even though he was a very patient person, he now had a slight urge to quit.

【Main Quest Triggered】

【Find a way to stop the loss of Survival Value】

After hearing the system prompt, Feng Bujue immediately opened the quest bar to check the content of the quest. At the same time, he also discovered that his Survival Value was decreasing at a rate of 1% per second.

"What the hell kind of scenario is this!" Feng Bujue gritted his teeth and sat up. Just this action alone sent a burning sensation down his entire spine, and the muscles in his back and arms were also sore and numb.

He quickly began to observe his surroundings. Enduring the interference of the pain, he forced himself to concentrate and keep his brain running at high speed.

In this scenario, he couldn't use consumables, which meant Feng Bujue couldn't use health potions to recover his health. He had even gone to the mall to buy five Survival Value Replenishment Potions (Medium) before entering the scenario, which turned out to be a waste.

Even theoretically speaking, Feng Bujue only had less than one minute and forty seconds to complete this first quest. Once he exceeded this time, this would also become his last quest.

"A way to stop it… a way to stop it…" Feng Bujue repeated this sentence, which allowed him to better focus his attention.

He first glanced at the entire prison cell. There were no windows in the cell, only a door. The door was made of iron, with a small iron window at the top, through which the light from the corridor shone in, enveloping most of the cell in a hazy light. At the bottom of the iron door, there was a rectangular horizontal opening, just enough to pass food through. The four walls of the room were made of stone, giving a solid feeling. The floor and ceiling were made of cement. Against the wall, there was a very simple bed. The bed sheet was stained with blood, making it impossible to see its original color. There were no pillows or bedding on the bed. The four bed legs were not high off the ground, and a person could barely lie under the bed. The bed frame was made of iron and was welded to the wall, so it could not be moved.

In the corner farthest from the door, there was a large blue plastic bucket. Judging from the smell emanating from it, that thing was probably the toilet.

In another corner of the room, there was a small wooden cabinet about one meter high with three drawers from top to bottom. As soon as Feng Bujue saw the cabinet, he rushed over without saying a word.

In this situation, no matter what was in these three drawers, the player had to open them.

In the top drawer, there was a dirty bar of soap. Although it was dirty, judging from its shape, the soap was very complete. It was a very standard rectangle, as if it had just been taken out of a mold.

The appearance of this thing was really a bit inexplicable. There was no drain in the room, and urine and feces were stored in plastic buckets, so there would naturally be no water tap to draw water from. What did they want the prisoner to do with a bar of soap here? Wash his hands with saliva?

Feng Bujue didn't have time to look closely at the item description, so he put the thing on top of the small wooden cabinet and then went to open the second drawer.

The middle drawer was even more interesting. Inside was a candle, white, about fifteen centimeters long, and slightly thicker than a finger.

"What's going on… you give me soap but no tap water, you give me a candle but no matches… even Saw doesn't play like this." As Feng Bujue spoke, he also put the candle on top of the cabinet and then went to open the third drawer.

The bottom drawer was really amazing. Inside was a small wooden comb.

"Heh… hehe…" Feng Bujue chuckled a few times. At this moment, he had almost forgotten, or rather, had already adapted to the pain in his body. Compared to this discomfort, the three things he found during the puzzle-solving process were even more of a pain in the ass.

"Okay… no hints at all. So, in this situation, what do you want me to do…" Feng Bujue said.

Exactly one minute had passed, and Feng Bujue's Survival Value was still at 39%. He had thirty-eight seconds to consider.

"Players can't take off their clothes in the scenario, so we can rule out the possibility of using the candle to… you know…" Feng Bujue stroked his chin and said, "Eat soap? Eat a candle?" His gaze shifted to the bucket, "Or eat shit?" He shook his head, "These actions don't have any feeling of being necessarily related to stopping the loss of Survival Value."

When he thought of this, his gaze returned to the small comb in his hand, "Since I can't think of a logically related method, then I'll use all the props one by one… starting with the simplest one." As he spoke, he combed his hair twice with the small comb.

Unexpectedly, before the second stroke was finished, the system prompt rang out.

【Current Quest Completed, Main Quest Updated】

The loss of Survival Value actually stopped. Feng Bujue's health was now at 26%. At the beginning of the scenario, his Survival Value was less than 30%, which was the first time he had encountered this.

The previous quest [Find a way to stop the loss of Survival Value] was checked off, and a new instruction appeared in the quest bar: [Escape the Room]

"Huh?" Feng Bujue looked at the comb in his hand. "Although I don't have to try eating all kinds of weird things, but this is too…" He stopped halfway, and suddenly discovered something. He held the small wooden comb in front of his eyes, looked closer, and found that there were two very small letters engraved on the handle of the comb: A.A

"Hmm… looks like it's a limited edition." Feng Bujue said half-jokingly.

He took the three items, walked to the bed, sat down, put the three things on the bed, picked them up one by one, and carefully examined them.

As the previous quest was completed, the painful feeling on Feng Bujue's body suddenly lessened. Although he still felt a little pain, it was much more comfortable than at the beginning. To put it into perspective, it was like the difference between hanging yourself and wearing a neck brace…

He looked at them for five or six minutes. The soap was nothing special. There were no patterns on the surface, and it didn't smell very fragrant. It felt like the most primitive kind of laundry soap. The candle was also a very ordinary candle. Neither of these two items had any writing engraved on them.

"Hmm… is only this comb special…" He picked up the small wooden comb again and looked at it from all directions. Besides the A.A that he had just seen, he had another discovery… The hair left on this comb was golden blond and looked like short hair.

"The short man who dragged me in here earlier had brown hair…" Feng Bujue recalled as he spoke, "Did another prisoner in this cell use it before…"

As he was thinking, his gaze also slowly moved. When his gaze swept across the wall next to the bed, he had a new discovery…

"Ha, looks like quite a few people have been imprisoned here…"