"Actually, these three women aren't very clever. You can get by just by telling a few lies and flattering them a bit," the Magic Mirror said.

"What I hate most is coaxing women," Feng Bujue said with a look of displeasure. "Besides, these are all characters I find extremely repulsive. There's no way I could say anything nice to them."

"And for that reason, you're willing to risk your life?" the Magic Mirror asked.

"I'm not like you," Feng Bujue laughed. "I know that when faced with a threat, you'd say any lie that came to mind." As he spoke, he pulled out a pipe wrench, raised it high at the mirror, and said, "Say it! Who is the most handsome person in the world?"

The corners of the Magic Mirror's mouth twitched. "I think there's some kind of misunderstanding between us..."

"You dare say it's not me?" Feng Bujue widened his eyes and threatened in a loud voice.

"First of all, your threats are meaningless. Even if you smash this mirror, it won't do any damage to my main body," the Magic Mirror said. "Secondly, back then... the queen did threaten me... and I reluctantly told a lie, but at least, she was the second most beautiful woman in the world. But you..."

"Oh... so I'm already the number one handsome guy, so there's no need to threaten you, huh?" Feng Bujue stroked his chin thoughtfully.

"The misunderstanding between us seems to be getting deeper and deeper..." the Magic Mirror was sweating cold.

"Alright, I'm just kidding," Feng Bujue laughed. "Hey... you have no sense of humor at all."

"It's clearly your sense of humor that has no bottom line..."

Feng Bujue shrugged. "Whatever... by the way, does that mean I've passed the test now?"

"Definitely not..." the Magic Mirror replied. "Is killing everyone called 'Benevolence'?"

"So?" Feng Bujue threw out another ambiguous question, which was his usual technique for talking to NPCs.

"However, since you passed the tests of 'Wisdom' and 'Courage,' you can still get some reward," the Magic Mirror said.

"What reward?" Feng Bujue asked.

"You can ask me two questions," the Magic Mirror replied.

At this moment, a system prompt immediately sounded: 【The content of the questions must be related to the script, otherwise it will be considered a waiver.】

"Let me think..." Feng Bujue said, crossing his arms over his chest and frowning, pacing back and forth in the bathroom.

The Magic Mirror didn't urge him, just waited quietly.

Thinking about the content of the questions took Feng Bujue a full ten minutes. After careful consideration, he made a decision.

"I've thought it over," Feng Bujue returned to the mirror and said, "My first question is... which one is the real world, the 'Test Building' or 'here'?"

The "real" in his question naturally referred to the reality in the script world, which had nothing to do with the world outside of Thriller Paradise.

"Neither," the Magic Mirror actually gave such an answer.

"Oh?" This answer was beyond Feng Bujue's expectations. His original reasoning was that this memory space was the actual world where the script took place, and the Test Building was just the spiritual world of the character "Boss."

However, after getting a concrete answer, Feng Bujue rethought it and understood: "That's right... the fact that I can bring items from the Test Building space into this space can prove this point."

"Is your second question... 'Who are the spiritual hosts of these two spaces'?" the Magic Mirror made such an assumption based on Feng Bujue's first question.

But Feng Bujue shook his head, "It would be too boring to ask that directly..."

"Then what is your second question?" the Magic Mirror asked again.

"Actually, there's nothing else I want to ask. It's more interesting to solve the remaining mysteries myself, but..." Feng Bujue replied, "I'll just ask a question that's not so important, but I'm very interested in." He paused for a moment and said, "Who exactly is that 'Boss'?"

"I can only give you his name." A slightly embarrassed look appeared on the Magic Mirror's pale face. After all, the concept of "who" is somewhat vague. To answer specifically, there is too much to say, such as occupation, personality, and so on.

"That's enough," Feng Bujue said.

"James Moriarty," the Magic Mirror said.

"Heh..." Feng Bujue raised an eyebrow and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. "Oh... so it's the Professor..."

"My mission is complete, traveler from another world." After answering these two questions, the Magic Mirror prepared to leave. "If you can escape from here and return to the Test Building, you can see the Professor." After Feng Bujue knew the Boss's identity, the Magic Mirror's address to Moriarty also changed. "Well... goodbye."

After saying that, the Magic Mirror's face gradually faded in the mirror until it disappeared completely. A few seconds later, the mirror suddenly flashed and returned to a normal mirror. Feng Bujue saw his face in the mirror again.

"Hum... the path to the seventh floor is the 'Waterfall,' is that what it means..." Feng Bujue muttered, "Or am I overthinking it..."

He pondered and walked out of the bathroom. He went to one end of the living room with practiced ease and found the light switch.

The light was turned on, and before him was the familiar environment and familiar furnishings. Even Asathoth's cat litter and bowl were in the place he remembered. However, the cat, who didn't put its master in its eyes at all, was not simulated.

"Hmm... can't open it." Feng Bujue tried to open the front door, but this time the system gave him a very straightforward classic prompt: 【Cannot be opened】

So, according to the consistent habits of puzzle games, Feng Bujue launched a carpet search of his "home."

After taking the Tranquilizer-500, Brother Jue's condition was no different from usual, but his Survival Value was still less than 30%. Considering that he had just drunk the supplement, he was not in a hurry to replenish his health. Because the diminishing effect of the blood bottle is more obvious the shorter the interval. In the absence of time constraints and danger, it is better to let the Survival Value recover naturally.

"Ha! Very good, pitch black." Feng Bujue pulled open the curtains and found that the darkness outside was as thick as ink. The windows could not be opened either, so he said, "That saves trouble, which means the area to be checked is limited to the interior."

He immediately came up with a plan—first, search the entire area from the living room to the kitchen (his kitchen is connected to the living room) with the lights on, then turn off the lights and do it again. After dealing with the outside, use the same method to check the bedroom.

This time, his search quickly yielded results. But he didn't find any clues to advance the plot, but found a Skill Card.

【Name: Nanto Flying Dragon Fist】

【Skill Card Attributes: Active Skill, Permanently Mastered】

【Skill Category: Combat】

【Effect: Unleashes a high-speed barrage of punches with both hands, destroying the target (Cooldown time: 30 minutes)】

【Consumption: Stamina 800】

【Learning Condition: Combat Specialization C】

【Note: One of the secret techniques of Nanto Sacred Fist, which can disrupt the opponent's aura when attacking, and decompose part of its defensive ability, causing destructive physical destruction.】

The place where this Skill Card was found was very subtle. It was hidden inside the game pod...

"Ha! Hahahahaha..." Feng Bujue was overjoyed and laughed loudly, "Finally drew a reliable and powerful skill, haha..."

For a long time, what Feng Bujue has been pursuing, or what he has been missing, is a "killing move."

Playing Thriller Paradise so far, he has indeed obtained a lot of active skills. There are control skills like [The Brat's Low Sweep Kick] that can be called heaven-defying, and there are also super-powerful attack skills like [Evil King's Flaming Black Dragon Wave], but these have a limited number of uses, and they will say goodbye to him after they are used up.

In addition, continuous skills like [Spiritual Sense Gathering] and [Demon Fight Descent], although very useful and effective, belong to the type that strengthens one's own physical fitness, and the consumption and cost are not small.

And the title ability [Watch Out!] that was just replaced is even more of a waste to mention...

Now, Feng Bujue has finally got what he wanted and obtained a real killing move.

This [Nanto Flying Dragon Fist] is an active skill that can be called moderate in terms of power, consumption, cooldown time, and activation form. Feng Bujue's joy is also understandable.

He learned this skill without hesitation, anyway, it is impossible to consider selling this kind of skill. If you want to give it away... On the Hell's Frontline side, currently, apart from Si Yu, only Brother Jue himself has reached Combat Specialization C. And Si Yu is used to using long swords, and this kind of bare-handed move is not suitable for her, and she herself may not want it.

Therefore, Feng Bujue has no reason to keep this skill.

After learning the Skill Card, he calmed down his slightly excited emotions and launched the search again.

To be honest, the feeling of searching this house was very strange. After all, this is his own home.

Although Feng Bujue lives in a rented house, he has lived here for several years. He has lived here ever since his parents died. And in this world, no one should "search" their own house.

In daily life, we may have times when we can't find something. At this time, we usually ask the family members who live with us first. And if you live alone, you can only recall it yourself. If you really can't remember, you will start aimlessly "searching."

But "find" and "search" are two different concepts.

What is a search? Searching is not to look for a specific thing, but to find everything that may be valuable. To put it bluntly, it's similar to ransacking a house. But who would ransack their own house?

And when your own home becomes a scene in a game, searching it may be more difficult than finding a strange environment.

Because in daily life, many things often appear in front of us. The human brain's instinct to filter information may automatically make us ignore the existence of these things.

Soon, Feng Bujue noticed this problem, "It seems it will take more time and energy than expected... I have to deliberately change my way of thinking and treat this place as an unfamiliar environment..."