Ghost Swamp, a place permeated with foul odors.

Moonlight shone down, illuminating the terrain distinctly.

To call it a swamp was an understatement; it was more like a giant cesspool… The interior was filled with dark brown, viscous filth, the liquid constantly writhing and emanating a suffocating stench as it steamed and fermented.

Across the surface of the swamp were narrow paths of mud and stone. These paths were like a network of blood vessels, intricate and sprawling, defying any discernible pattern, yet they were the only way for players to traverse this place.

The five players emerged from the Mocking Forest and arrived at the edge of this swamp.

At this moment, Uncle Waste Wood had already donned the Pessimist's Skull. He stepped forward, taking the lead, pinching his nose. After observing the area for a moment, he removed the helmet for a glance, then put it back on, saying in a muffled voice, "When I wear this, a translucent green 'light path' appears before my eyes."

"Hmm… so… by following this light path, which only followers of Walker can see, we should be able to safely cross the swamp," Honghu added.

"Ugh…" At this point, Atobe had finally reached his limit… and vomited. But there was nothing in his stomach; only a pool of liquid came up.

"Hey, hey… are you alright?" Honghu tilted his head, looking at him.

"Haa… haa…" Atobe panted a few times, then spat out some of the gastric fluid that clung to his lips with two "pooh, pooh" sounds before replying, "Even after throwing up… it's not getting any better! I still feel so nauseous!"

"I advise you to get used to it as soon as possible…" Feng Bu Jue's cold voice rang out, "In a moment, you'll be walking on the mud and stone paths on the surface of the swamp. At that time, the smell in the surrounding air will be even more concentrated." He snorted, "Hmph… if you can't even stand this level, then you're in danger…"

"Wh… what danger?" Sky Horse asked anxiously, standing next to Jue-Ge.

"Isn't it obvious?" Feng Bu Jue turned his head, pointing to the swamp ahead, "If you're hampered by the stench, causing your concentration to drop, and your mind and body to become sluggish… then… if your foot slips while walking…"

"Don't say such terrifying things!" Atobe's expression changed drastically as he roared.

Hearing this, Sky Horse's face turned pale, and he muttered, "Damn… as a hero, I must not die in a place like this…"

"Indeed… unimaginable…" Even Uncle Waste Wood muttered with a solemn face.

Honghu also said, "And in that kind of situation, I'm afraid no one would offer help… because they might be dragged down with you."

"Heh… it seems you've all recognized the danger of this poop swamp." Feng Bu Jue sneered, "That's right… what we're about to face… is one of the most terrifying forms of death in this world… drowning in shit."

"You just casually said a word that you couldn't even find by flipping through the dictionary!" Atobe shouted, "Before that… this place was clearly called the 'Ghost Swamp'! Even if it's all poop, it's still called the Ghost Swamp!"

"Just one wrong step…" Feng Bu Jue ignored the other's retort and continued, "…is an abyss of eternal doom." He even looked solemn as he spoke, "If you accidentally fall in, don't expect anyone to come and save you; I certainly won't lend a hand."

"That line is just ruthless…" Uncle Waste Wood added, "But I have to admit that I feel the same way…"

"Even if you manage to crawl out of the swamp on your own, you'll probably be abandoned by your teammates, right?" Feng Bu Jue continued.

"Don't worry about that; if I fall in, I'll just force quit…" Little Ma replied with a determined expression.

Honghu adjusted his glasses: "I plan to do the same."

"I won't fall in." Cold sweat was already trickling down Uncle Waste Wood's temples, "If I accidentally slip… I'll force quit before I even touch the surface of the shit."

"Tch… I wanted to force quit two hours ago…" Atobe said with a long face and squinting eyes.

"Oh, right…" Hearing Atobe's words, Feng Bu Jue seemed to have remembered something. He turned around, faced the empty space, and threw out a punch with both fists.

"Hey, this is the third time you've done that, right?" Honghu keenly noticed something. He said, "If I remember correctly… you do this once every hour." He paused, his eyes changing slightly, "And you say it's just to 'stretch your muscles'… but you're actually leveling up some skill, aren't you?"

"Alright… you saw through me." Feng Bu Jue replied expressionlessly, "That's right, this move of mine is the legendary secret technique, Grabbing the [bleep] Dragon Claw Hand. Hmph… even if you kneel down and beg me, I won't teach it to you."

"Who'd believe that!" Honghu shouted, "How could there be such an obscene move in this game! Even if there was… who else but you would learn it!"

"Alright, don't dwell on these trivial matters." Jue-Ge smoothly changed the subject, "There's still an hour left until the time limit for completing the task… since we're taking the shortcut, we naturally have plenty of time. If nothing unexpected happens, we'll be able to cross this swamp and reach our destination within half an hour." His gaze swept over everyone, "Everyone… with reverence for drowning in shit, let's go with high spirits!"

"Hmm… in any case, let's confirm the order in which we'll cross the swamp first," Uncle Waste Wood responded. "Those mud and stone paths are very narrow, so we'll have to walk on them in a single file." He patted his chest, "I'll be responsible for leading the way, so the order behind me is…"

"I'll bring up the rear," Honghu interjected. "My Investigation Specialization is decent, and my field of vision is also broad. Standing at the rear, I can have a panoramic view of the area and also defend against long-range attacks from all directions."

"I'll follow behind Uncle Waste Wood," Sky Horse said.

Hearing this, Atobe looked at Feng Bu Jue, "Then that only leaves the third and fourth positions. Do you want to walk in front of me or behind me?"

"I'm not walking with you guys," Feng Bu Jue gave a surprising answer.

"What?" Everyone reacted in the same way.

"You guys go first; I'm going to fully explore this swamp," Feng Bu Jue replied, "Based on my many years of gaming experience, in these maze maps with extremely harsh environments that people don't want to stay in for long, there are often a few extremely good items hidden, and their locations are mostly in some remote dead ends… I'm going to find them."

"Hey, hey… you're not kidding, are you?" Uncle Waste Wood said, "The setting here is already very clear, right? Players can safely pass through by following the route mapped out by the Pessimist's Skull. And the other paths… are likely to lead to traps."

"Yeah… maybe as you're walking, the ground will suddenly disappear beneath your feet, or you'll suddenly be dragged down by something…" Honghu added.

"I never planned to step on those paths in the first place." Feng Bu Jue shrugged, "I can walk in the air about one meter above the swamp." As he spoke, he had already turned around and was preparing to leave. "If necessary, I can stand in mid-air for a short while. If that doesn't work… I can even walk on the surface of the shit." As he spoke, he looked towards both ends of the swamp. "In short, as long as the soles of my feet are facing down, I will definitely not fall in."

"Hmm… if it were a normal person, I'd probably give them a few words of advice…" Honghu replied after thinking for a few seconds, "But… since it's you, and you're just asking for it, I won't try to stop you."

"Hmph…" Feng Bu Jue smiled smugly, "When This Daddy was taking Cheng Ying to break into Black Dragon Pool, you were still playing finger painting."

"Huh?" Honghu revealed a puzzled expression.

The others also failed to understand the meaning of Jue-Ge's words, looking at each other, feeling inexplicably awed. It seemed that this generation of people was indeed relatively unfamiliar with DOS games; otherwise, they would have recognized the movements of the [Yakyuken] just now.

"Enough said." Feng Bu Jue covered his mouth and nose with one hand, leaned forward, and said, "You don't have to wait for me. Once you reach the Shrine of Faith, just go inside. I'll catch up."

With that, Jue-Ge exerted force on his feet and soared into the air.

He continuously used Moon Steps, maintaining a height of more than one meter above the swamp, walking slowly like a dragonfly, gradually moving away…