“Don't think you can be arrogant just because you took out PoorPoorPoorPoor, only losers like FeebleFeebleFeebleFeeble would be scared witless by you!” ShortShortShortShort shouted loudly, “My, ShortShortShortShort's, strength is on a completely different level than theirs!”

“That whole sentence has no threatening power and is full of negative energy…” Feng Bujue muttered.

“The armor I'm wearing was custom-made for me by Dr. Decline, and compared to what those two were wearing…its performance is worlds apart,” ShortShortShortShort continued.

“So, the only difference is the level of the armor's performance…” Brother Jue replied, “What's so great about that…is that even your 'strength'? That's the doctor's strength! And…are you sure the doctor didn't 'customize' it because you're short?”

“Hmph… I know, right now you're thinking, 'With our combined strength, we might be able to defeat an opponent like this,' right?” ShortShortShortShort went on.

“No…” Feng Bujue replied, “I think Thunderclap Dance Hero could solo you, and Tap Dancing Weirdo and I could just accompany him with some dancing…”

ShortShortShortShort was still daydreaming, completely ignoring Brother Jue's retort, “Mehahahaha… but you miscalculated! I've specially brought the elite unit developed by the Doctor—the iwnBB Combat Robot Legion.”

“What the hell is that…” Brother Jue said, narrowing his eyes, a bad premonition already rising in his heart.

“By the way, it's abbreviated as iwnBB, and the full name is i_will_never_Be_Back,” ShortShortShortShort added.

“Why not just call it 'The Terminatored'! Does the manufacturer know that this broken thing can't possibly return alive!” Feng Bujue roared.

“Mehaha… feeling despair, are you! Foolish heroes!” ShortShortShortShort laughed.

“Despair! It's practically 'desperate situation'! Even I think you're beyond saving!” Feng Bujue no longer knew what expression to use to face the villains on this planet.

It should be explained here… although the tone of this universe is pretty silly, it doesn't mean that all aliens have low IQs… The reason why Feng Bujue is experiencing such a painful plot is just the arrangement of the "System."

After all, this is his first plot after entering Free Exploration Mode, so the difficulty is naturally at the "novice" level. Therefore… the enemy's IQ is very low, and gaining the trust of NPCs is also very easy. Let's put it this way… even if Brother Jue just spectated the entire trip, he could still successfully reach the next plot node, and there would definitely be a safe house there.

Of course, not only Feng Bujue, but all players in Thriller Paradise face this kind of difficulty when they first enter Free Exploration Mode.

Because the script worlds in this mode are not generated by the system based on the player's data, but some real, existing multiverse. Therefore, the system cannot make difficulty adjustments that vary from person to person like generating ordinary scripts, so… it made a unified arrangement with a relatively relaxed difficulty.

This kind of setting can effectively prevent novice players (some people are novices even when they are at max level) from accidentally stepping on the cockroach pet of the creator god as soon as they enter this universe, leading to a situation where they can't survive… and are forced to change universes, and ultimately complain to customer service.

“Go! iwnBB Legion!” ShortShortShortShort said triumphantly after finishing his opening remarks, and ordered those mechanical legions to charge over.

With his order, the robots started up at high speed and approached in formation.

But…

【Billie_jean_is_not_my_Lover】

【shes_just_A_girl_who_Claims_that_i_Am_the_one】

【But_the_kid_is_not_my_son】

The singing… followed suit. This time the song was Michael Jackson's classic Billie Jean. For some reason… the song skipped directly to the last part, the part that repeatedly emphasized "The kid is not my son"…

Thunderclap Dance Hero danced to the music, pretending to take off his hat and throw it out. Just this starting move brought out a wave of qi as powerful as a landslide and tsunami, scattering the mechanical legion's formation.

Then, Thunderclap Dance Hero performed a passionate robot dance. His dance steps were deeply rooted in MJ's essence, and he was perfectly in sync with the rhythm. Especially the crotch-grabbing and hip-twisting movements… were incredibly powerful, and each time he used them, they released a burst of agitated energy flow, which could cause at least a small-scale explosion effect.

Thirty seconds… Dr. Decline’s iwnBB elite unit (if it really was elite) only lasted this long before it was completely annihilated. Only ShortShortShortShort remained, standing in the center of the street.

“Hmm… stronger than I imagined…” sweat poured down ShortGeneral’s face like a waterfall, “But… I believe the Doctor’s armor will definitely defeat you!”

His confidence was somewhat reasonable, at least he, wearing the armor, did not die in the attack just now. But…

【But_the_kid_is_not_my_son!】

The last line of the lyrics rang out, and Thunderclap Dance Hero spun around and moonwalked, creating layers of phantoms. In an instant, he flashed to ShortShortShortShort's side, then made a gesture of raising his arm flat and pointing sideways, blasting the opponent into pieces…

The music stopped abruptly, and Thunderclap Dance Hero turned his head and said to his two companions, "Where were we?"

Feng Bujue sighed and walked forward. Tap Dancing Weirdo shrugged and followed. For these three, the scene of carnage just now was just a small interlude on the road ahead…

“That should be B-level…” Feng Bujue said as he walked, feeling more confident now, he simply walked to the front of the three.

“Oh, right…” Thunderclap Dance Hero continued, “B-level crisis refers to ‘criminal activities that could destroy a galaxy.’ This level of event must be handled by the Space Super League. The standard procedure is… to have a hero at the galaxy level or above lead the team, and the team must have no fewer than five members. Except for some special cases, such as needing to use the ability of a specific hero, city-level heroes are generally not allowed to participate in B-level events.”

He paused for a few seconds, then said, “Next… is the A-level crisis, which is ‘a major crisis that could destroy multiple galaxies.’ Fortunately, this kind of situation rarely happens. According to Earth time, it only occurs on average every three to five years.”

“Hey hey… that’s frequent enough…” Feng Bujue thought.

Thunderclap Dance Hero was still saying, “What can trigger this kind of crisis is usually a small group composed of multiple super criminals. If it’s an individual… then it’s basically someone at Frieza’s level.”

“Hey… you don’t know the Avengers but you know Frieza?” Feng Bujue thought to himself.

“Eh~ You were born on Earth, you should have read that comic, right?” Thunderclap Dance Hero asked, “Toriumi Akira’s *Dragon Sign* is a classic.”

“What is that! Both the author and the work name are wrong, right? Why is only Frieza’s name unchanged?” Although there were thousands of alpacas galloping in his heart, Brother Jue still pretended to be calm and replied, “Ah… I’ve seen some.”

“Oh… hehe, it seems like I’m getting a bit off topic.” Thunderclap Dance Hero smiled and continued, “In short, the handling strategy for A-level crises is generally to have a universe-level hero lead the team, and the team members must be no less than ten people; except for special circumstances, planet-level and city-level heroes are not qualified to join the team.”

“Oh…” Feng Bujue replied, “By the way, you said there are seven levels, but from F to A, there are only six… Could it be…”

“That’s right, there’s also the S-level crisis.” Thunderclap Dance Hero replied, “That is… a catastrophic event that could lead to the complete extinction of all intelligent life in the universe.”

Tap Dancing Weirdo interjected at this time, “So far, there has only been one known S-level crisis… it was to deal with that crisis that the heroes in the universe united and formed the Space Super League.”

“That’s right.” Thunderclap Dance Hero continued, “The heroes who survived that crisis were the first members of the League’s Supreme Council.” He paused, “But that’s a long story, and there are many details that we’re not very clear about. If we have time, we can talk about it later.”

As they spoke, they had traveled quite a distance. Before long, the three of them arrived safely at the government office building of SlagSlagSlagSlag Star.

Looking up, the building was at least a hundred stories tall, with a Christmas tree-shaped structure and cast entirely in dark-toned metal. From the perspective of Earthlings, this building was indeed a spectacle and a sight to behold.

At this time, Feng Bujue had given up on the idea of "planning and strategy." With the help of those two cheat-like Star People beside him, he only needed to make such a plan: "Shall we… break in?"