【Feng Bujue, Level 29】

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"Welcome to Thriller Paradise." This time, the voice delivering the line sounded very familiar, like the deep male voice often heard in trailers for Hollywood blockbusters.

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

【This mode offers a scenario synopsis and has a chance of spawning side quests, hidden missions, and unique worldviews.】

【Scenario Completion Reward: An 80% bonus to base experience upon completion.】

"Oh, that's a high reward," Feng Bujue said upon seeing the prompt. "Even if Single Player Survival takes less time, this is Nightmare difficulty. The reward upon completion will definitely be good; 80% bonus experience is practically double."

Actually, there wasn't much to get excited about. For those RMB players who used double experience cards, every match was a 100% base experience bonus...

At this moment, the opening CG began to play.

The image that appeared before Feng Bujue's eyes was something akin to a paper-cut animation, a very childish and "cartoonish" style.

But when Feng Bujue saw the first scene, his expression changed drastically, and he exclaimed, "No way..."

The scene depicted a bright blue sky with white clouds and sunshine.

In the distance was a range of dark green mountains, their peaks capped with white snow.

The camera panned down, revealing many rectangular houses of various colors, with a smooth, gray road running in front of them.

【This is a small town located in Colorado, USA.】

"No, no, no, no, no..." Feng Bujue repeated, as if hypnotizing himself. "Impossible... this is impossible!"

【This is a quiet, small, useless, rural, remote, nameless, childish, simple, small-minded, hickish, right-wing, flat-topped, truck-driving, outdated, redneck, inbred, messed-up, expired, faraway, impoverished, fortified... little mountain village.】

【This is...】

At this point in the system's voiceover, a wooden sign appeared in the foreground of the CG, stuck in a patch of snow. The sign read "SOUTH PARK."

【South Park.】

"Aaaaahhhhhh!!!!!" Feng Bujue screamed.

A second later, he screamed again, "Aaaah!!!"

He didn't even know why he was doing this...

【According to accurate data from the United States Department of Homeland Security, the world is undergoing a plague-like, severe economic recession and ecological crisis. The cause is... Peruvian pan flute bands.】

【They are all over the globe, concentrated in areas with high densities of tourists and shoppers playing Peruvian pan flute music. In some areas, there are an average of 65 Peruvian pan flute bands per square kilometer.】

【And all of this will be stopped this morning...】

At this point, the scenario officially began.

At this moment, Feng Bujue had become like the art style of this scenario, a flat, paper-cut figure.

He stood on a snowy mountain near South Park, his feet sinking into the thick snow. Around him were sparse clusters of fir trees. The sun overhead was bright, and the view was wide open. From here, he could directly see the town at the foot of the mountain, and it didn't look like anything special...

Strangely, in this place surrounded by snow, he didn't feel cold. The ambient temperature felt like it was around twenty degrees, and the humidity was just right, a very comfortable state.

"This is going to be the death of me..." Cold sweat poured down Feng Bujue's face. He had never shown this level of nervousness in any scenario before. "Pan flute bands... pan flute bands..." He quickly searched his brain for memories of the *South Park* animated series. "Got it! Season Twelve, episodes ten and eleven, 'Pandemic.'"

Feng Bujue had roughly recalled the plot, and almost at the instant he remembered it, the system notification came:

【Main Quest Triggered】

【Survive the attack of Jimbo and Ned.】

"Jimbo and Ned..." Feng Bujue's face twitched. He immediately began to look around warily. "Those two aren't hunting, are they..."

Just as he muttered those words, he heard a shout from afar, "It's coming right for us~"

As soon as the roar started, the sound of submachine gun fire followed closely behind.

Without even thinking, Feng Bujue knew that the bullets were aimed at him. He covered his head with his hands and darted in the opposite direction of the sound.

In fact, his reaction was already too slow. Running after hearing the gunfire was definitely slower than the bullets.

Fortunately, Feng Bujue had the protection of both the Embrace of Artemis and the Echo Armor, so even though he was hit by more than ten bullets in two seconds, he didn't lose any Survival Value.

Feng Bujue spent five seconds dodging behind a large rock, temporarily entering the opponent's blind spot. But as soon as he caught his breath, he heard Jimbo shout to Ned in the distance, "Ned! It's hiding behind the rock! Throw a grenade!"

Ned's voice sounded like a robot (Ned suffered from throat cancer due to excessive smoking and lost his right arm in the war. He needed to hold a voice synthesizer to his throat to speak). He replied with his magnetic, electronic voice and an eternally flat tone, "Understood--"

Feng Bujue could only leave his position again, shouting as he ran, "I'm a human! A human being!"

But his voice was drowned out by the renewed machine gun fire and the subsequent explosions.

"This won't do." Feng Bujue quickly realized the seriousness of the situation. His Survival Value was only at 90% to begin with (because he had equipped the Implanted Alchemic Amplifier), and even with the protection of powerful equipment, it was impossible to remain unscathed when repeatedly shot by an automatic rifle. What's more, Jimbo and Ned had the firepower of arms dealers; who knew what they would pull out next.

Feng Bujue didn't want to get entangled with them any longer. Instead of trying to rush up to those two and prove that he was a human, he should just run, run into the town, and those two "hunting" maniacs wouldn't mess around anymore... hopefully.

Thinking of this, the Ling Shi Gathering Technique was suddenly activated, and he transformed into a swift shadow, bypassing the opponent's firepower and rushing towards the foot of the mountain.

At the beginning of this scenario, Feng Bujue hadn't even had a chance to experiment with that summoning skill before being beaten into a hasty retreat.

He also knew very well that in the world of South Park, no place, no character, was safe, and no one's IQ, logic, or values could be trusted...

This place looked harmonious, but for an outsider like him, it was more dangerous than hell...