【Warning, abnormal dimensional transfer detected.】

【Resetting data, neural connection recalibration in progress…】

【Calibration complete, data recombination successful, error correction in progress…】

【Correction rate has reached 100%, recreating game menu…】

【Creation complete, character model ready, system limit adjusted to 40%】

【You have entered the Thriller Paradise main universe in scriptless mode. Please exit before the forced logout timer expires to avoid irreversible data rollback.】

After a series of system prompts, Feng Bujue regained control of his body.

Seconds ago, his last memory was... being in the body of Rudy Austin, watching the survival value in the game menu jump from 1% to zero.

And at this moment, he was controlling his own (in-game character) body, arriving in a dimly lit room.

This was a room of about fifty square meters, almost filled with junk, leaving no room to move.

Looking around, one could see large pieces of furniture or equipment such as a sawmill, a sewing machine, an operating table, and a refrigerator, as well as many unidentified machines covered in tarpaulins. One side of the room had shelves full of tools, hammers, crowbars, circular saws, electric drills, everything one could need, more complete than a car repair shop.

In the corner of the room, Brother Jue also discovered a bathtub filled with blood and filth, with what appeared to be the remains of some humanoid creature. But strangely... this disgusting sight didn't emit any odor.

"Welcome to my home." Seconds later, Billy's voice suddenly rang out beside Brother Jue.

Feng Bujue turned his head and saw the familiar puppet.

He didn't know when, but that guy had sat down at a table, looking at Brother Jue with his terrifying face.

"Not bad." Brother Jue replied in his very proficient sarcastic tone, "It looks like a practical style of decoration."

"Heh..." Billy smiled, "Because I might move at any time, and I often have to deal with living things here, I don't bother tidying up."

"Ah... you don't have to explain it to me." Feng Bujue spread his hands, "I didn't think the home of a guy like you would be very tidy anyway, you're not a Hobbit." As he spoke, he kicked aside a pile of junk at his feet and sat down on a relatively clean unidentified object, "So... tell me... what did you do? Why am I here?"

"Actually, I didn't do much..." Billy replied, "I just took your consciousness, which had just left your body, out of the script at the moment of your death, and returned to the main universe with me."

"So..." Brother Jue muttered, "I failed to clear the level?"

"Yes." Billy gave a clear answer.

"Tch..." Feng Bujue spat unhappily, but he didn't dwell on the result, immediately changing the subject, "What about you? How are things with you now?"

Hearing this, Billy hesitated for two seconds before replying, "Um... I'm not very clear either." He paused, then continued thoughtfully, "Right now, my body has undergone earth-shattering changes... The new Sequence of Truth is extremely complex. Just a preliminary observation... has overturned many of the common-sense things I knew..."

"So?" Feng Bujue tilted his head, signaling the other party to give a summary answer.

"What's certain is..." Billy continued, "I'm stronger than before, much stronger."

"How does that compare to the Four Pillar Gods?" Before the other party could finish speaking, Feng Bujue blurted out a rather specific question.

"I don't know." Billy replied quickly, "Maybe I've already surpassed them, maybe I'm still not as good... I said... I don't fully understand my own abilities. I need time to digest this new power."

At this point, Billy seemed to suddenly think of something, "Wait..." His tone changed, "Can't you see the Sequence of Truth on other people? Why are you asking me?"

"Testing if you're being honest." After being exposed by the other party, Feng Bujue could still respond with a calm tone and an expressionless face.

"Um..." Faced with such a brazen person, Billy couldn't do anything, "Then I have to ask you... what do you think... how is my strength now?"

"Judging from the data intensity in your normal state... you're about the same as Zun-ge and Lao Wang, right?" Feng Bujue replied.

"Who are those two... I don't think I know them..." If Billy could change the expression on his face, he would definitely narrow his eyes and look annoyed at this moment.

"It's Zhuanxie Zun and Dianhe Wang." Brother Jue asked in a matter-of-course tone, "Isn't your stupid brother still working for Zun-ge? How could you not know them?"

"Who are you calling stupid?" Billy raised his voice, sounding a little angry.

"Oh... calling him stupid is inappropriate, right?" Brother Jue paused for half a second, then continued, "Okay... speaking of that shameful trash with the sad face..."

"Give me a break..." Billy interrupted Brother Jue at a very fast pace, "Why is the nickname you gave my brother so different compared to those of Zhuanxie Zun and Dianhe Wang?"

"Hehe... I'm just saying it casually~" Feng Bujue replied with a smug smile.

"Who praised you?" Billy was shocked, "I'm telling you to stop using such insulting terms to call Bill."

"Oh..." Feng Bujue said, "You think it needs to be changed, right... okay..." He touched his chin, frowned, "But nicknames... if they're not based on characteristics, they have to be based on names..." He licked his lips, "What do you think... should we call him 'Biao'er~'?"

"Still 'Biao'er~'..." Billy's terrifying voice completely lost its due dignity at this moment, "Would you die if you called him by his real name?"

"That depends on the situation." Feng Bujue curled his lips, "To be honest... Bill is a bit of a common name. Since they both start with B, let's just change his name to Bik or Blitz."

"Why don't you change your name to Slandermachine... even the pinyin abbreviation is the same." Billy, provoked by Brother Jue, came up with a witty retort in his anger.

"Okay, okay, if you're around in the future, I'll call him by his real name." Feng Bujue shrugged, instead giving Billy a contemptuous look, "I really can't do anything with you."

At this moment, Billy's heart was filled with mixed feelings, "This guy... can he be any cheaper... Did the Creator create him to mock all intelligent life in the universe..."

"Okay, let's stop the small talk here." Two seconds later, Feng Bujue said again, "Since you brought me here, you must have something to discuss with me, right?"

"Uh..." After the other party said that, Billy came back to his senses, "Right..."

At this moment, Billy was completely unaware... that Feng Bujue had completely taken control of the conversation without him realizing it. And the method he used... was just trash talk.

"Ahem... first..." Billy cleared his throat, returned to his usual state, and said seriously, "I have to admit that today's events have made me owe you another favor."

"You're welcome." Feng Bujue replied leisurely, "When you run around, you'll have to pay it back sooner or later."

Seeing that the other party had this attitude, Billy didn't feel any pressure, "Secondly, there are two very important pieces of information that I think you need to know..."

"Oh?" Brother Jue's expression changed slightly, "Tell me about them..."

"First, the [***-079] brought back by x-23... for some reason, it has lost all its characteristics and become an ordinary rewritable CD." Billy said, "That's why I appeared in that universe just now." He sighed, "Unfortunately... my investigation didn't yield any substantial gains, and I even found myself trapped."

"Eh?" Brother Jue felt something was wrong when he heard this, "When did you become a member of the Z Organization?"

"I'm not one of them." Billy shook his head in denial, "I'm just cooperating with them for some reason."

"Oh..." Feng Bujue didn't continue to pursue this question, because he wanted to hear first... "What's the second piece of information?"

Billy was silent for a few seconds before continuing, "The second piece is... the 'Ragnarok' prediction program has been activated."