Chapter 1 Heist

Feng Bujue didn't stay in that simple cell for too long. Soon, a tough woman with a buzz cut and a lightning-shaped scar on her head came to the cell door, glanced inside, and said,

"Hey! You, you... and you, get out." Lightning-head casually pointed at three people, signaling them to come out of the cell.

Given that she and the guards watching the cell all had guns, the people in the cell naturally had no choice but to obey.

So, Feng Bujue and two other prisoners from the search party silently walked out of the cell.

[Main Mission Triggered]

The system voice rang out the moment he stepped out of the cell door.

Feng Bujue looked at the mission bar, the content of which was: [Join the Resistance Army]

"Move it, ladies." Looking at the prisoners walking slowly, Lightning-head urged them with the term "ladies" and showed an impatient expression.

"Where are you taking us?" The prisoner walking in front of Feng Bujue straightened his back and asked neither humbly nor arrogantly when he reached Lightning-head.

He didn't receive a direct verbal response but was instead hit in the abdomen with the butt of a gun by Lightning-head.

"Ugh..." The blow was obviously not light; the man immediately bent over, groaning in pain.

"You don't have the right to ask questions, understand?" Lightning-head said two seconds later. "Now, move your ass and walk over there."

Her response was very effective. Although the prisoner who had been hit looked very depressed, he could only continue to walk forward to avoid further suffering.

Under her escort, the three passed through an electronic door with a scanning device. On the other side of the door, a soldier of the resistance army was already waiting.

In short, two minutes later, the three quickly passed through several modified narrow mine tunnels and were finally pushed into three separate rooms.

"Hmm... an interrogation room..." After entering the room, Feng Bujue saw a table and two stools. The lighting equipment in the room was on both sides of the ceiling, and there was a hemispherical metal device directly above the table, which looked like a wide-angle monitor.

"These guys are pretty careless..." Brother Jue came to the chair and sat down, muttering casually, "Is it really okay not to handcuff the prisoners? If they encounter a die-hard, who has the mentality of 'risking one life is no loss, risking two lives is a profit', wouldn't the interrogator be in danger?"

Just as he was thinking about this, the door to the room opened.

A man in his thirties with a stubbly face walked in with a tablet computer that looked like it was made of scrap metal.

"Hello." The man glanced at Brother Jue after entering the room, then turned around and closed the door. "What's your name?"

He asked as he walked to the table and sat down opposite Feng Bujue.

"Feng Bujue." Brother Jue answered the other party's question very simply.

Because the system had already prompted that his image and language would be processed, he might as well report his name at this moment.

"Oh?" However, in the next second, the man raised his eyebrows and showed a rather surprised expression.

"What's wrong?" Feng Bujue asked back. "Is there anything strange about my name?"

"No... the name is not strange." The man smiled. "Heh... it's just... generally speaking, prisoners don't report their names so easily."

"Are you saying that I should report a meaningless military number with a straight face in order to leave you with a tough first impression?" Feng Bujue replied.

"Heh... you have a good sense of humor, Feng Bujue." The man replied. "It's just... you said your name so easily..." He paused. "You know... it's a bit unbelievable instead."

"Heh..." Feng Bujue also smiled. "Regardless of whether it's true or false, it's better than a military number, isn't it?"

"Hmm..." The man stared into Brother Jue's eyes with an experienced look for a few seconds. "Okay, Feng Bujue, I'm Sade, you can call me Sade, or Lieutenant."

"What? You're not a full-time interrogator?" Feng Bujue immediately began to probe.

"Hahaha..." Sade laughed. "Buddy... we don't have the concept of 'full-time' here. Even the commander sometimes has to do the work of many grassroots technicians."

"Understood." Feng Bujue nodded.

"So, what did you do 'full-time' before joining the search party? Mr. Feng Bujue." Sade said, raising his hands and making quotation marks.

"I don't know," Feng Bujue replied.

"Heh... I'm sorry, I don't think I heard you clearly. What did you say?" Sade's expression became a little subtle.

"I don't know, that part of my memory has disappeared," Feng Bujue replied.

"Disappeared?" Sade gave a dry laugh. "Ha! Are you saying you have amnesia?"

"Alas... if it were just amnesia, that would be great." Feng Bujue sighed and struck a pose as if he had a story to tell.

"Then tell me... what's the specific situation?" Sade took the bait.

"I..." Feng Bujue's expression straightened, and he replied, "...lost all my memories before today. Other than my name, my mind is now filled with facts about Pi Ta rewriting history, and... a lot of information about 'a timeline where video games exist'."

Sade naturally wouldn't accept this statement at face value. In the past few years, Pi Ta had sent robots or human spies more than once to try to infiltrate the resistance army. The way they got in... either by pretending to believe in the Zhi Yue-zhe (Knowing Leapers) theory or simply pretending to be Zhi Yue-zhe.

"Oh... you mean you are a newly awakened Zhi Yue-zhe?" Sade asked without showing any emotion.

"I don't know what awakening means," Feng Bujue replied cleverly. "I'm just telling you what happened to me."

"Heh..." Sade smiled. "Feng Bujue, I am also a Zhi Yue-zhe who only awakened after the age of twenty. Do you know what happened when I awakened?"

"I don't know," Brother Jue responded calmly.

"When 'fragments of knowledge from another timeline' poured into my mind, my nose bled like a bursting dam," Sade said. "And that was just the beginning... For the next eight or nine hours, I felt like my brain and spine were soaked in magma. I still remember that burning pain. During that time, I couldn't even get out of bed to go to the bathroom..."

"Okay, I understand what you mean," Feng Bujue said. "You're saying that if I had awakened today, I should have been sent to the hospital for emergency treatment and it would be impossible for me to be captured by you, right?"

"Heh... very good, it seems you understand," Sade said. "So... buddy, are you ready to tell the truth now?"

"What I said is the truth," Feng Bujue said. "I don't know why I didn't experience the symptoms you mentioned when I acquired the knowledge, but I did acquire it."

"Huff..." Sade took a long breath. "Good~ good~" He showed an unpleasant expression. "Since you insist on saying that, then you shouldn't mind me asking you a few simple questions about the other timeline, right?"

"Ask away." He wasn't confident about anything else, but Brother Jue was extremely confident that he could answer fluently when it came to video games.

"Hmph..." Sade snorted coldly when he heard this.

At this time, Sade had basically determined that Feng Bujue was lying, but he didn't think that Brother Jue was a spy.

Perhaps the general public wasn't clear, but the Pi Ta army undoubtedly had a lot of information about Zhi Yue-zhe. Information like "the physiological pain reaction is relatively mild only when minors under the age of sixteen awaken" was definitely clear to the people who came to be spies.

Therefore, a person who said something with such an obvious flaw was definitely not a spy, most likely an old soldier trying to fish in troubled waters.

"Excuse me..." Since Sade was sure that Brother Jue wasn't a Zhi Yue-zhe, he didn't ask the "simple" questions that he had claimed, but instead asked something that had always been controversial even in the other timeline, wanting to deliberately make things difficult for the other party, "...who is the father of modern video games?"

After the words fell, Feng Bujue fell into silence.

After ten seconds, Sade saw that he had no intention of speaking at all, so he said in a sarcastic tone, "What's wrong? Did you lose your memory again?"

"No, I'm just curious whether you understand or accept it after I give the answer," Feng Bujue replied. "There has always been controversy about who is the 'father of modern video games'. Some people say it should be Nolan Bushnell, the founder of Atari. He developed the world's first commercial coin-operated game machine... that is, the so-called arcade. He also developed 'Pong' and founded Atari.

"Some people also think it should be Ralph H. Baer, because he developed the first home console that can be connected to a television, the Magnavox Odyssey. Although that thing can only create a few spots of light of different sizes on the television and needs to be used with a lot of stickers and things like board game accessories to run, it is truly the 'first video game console in history'.

"Going further back, as early as 1962, in a small laboratory at MIT (Massachusetts Institute of Technology), Steve Russell had already developed 'Space War' on a PDP-1 (the world's first computer with a visual display). Even Nolan Bushnell himself admitted that he stood on Russell's shoulders to achieve his later achievements.

"In addition, some people think that Shigeru Miyamoto (it feels like this one doesn't need much introduction) is the real creator of the video game industry. After all, Atari had that incident in 83... in a sense, it pushed down the dynasty it had built again.

"Some people also think that John Carmack (the father of first-person shooter games, his representative work is the famous 'Doom') should be responsible for this title, but I think that's a bit nonsense.

"In short, in my personal opinion, the title or honor of 'father of modern video games' shouldn't belong to one person. All of the above people jointly achieved the birth and development of video games. From concept to technology, to innovation and commercialization, each of them has played an important and irreplaceable role... Even in the eyes of many people... some earlier technologies 'can't be called games at all', but without the cornerstone laid by those pioneers, there would be no later progress.

"Therefore, when you asked me this question, I didn't answer you without thinking, but I was thinking... what kind of reaction would you have after I finished answering."

At this moment, Sade's expression was naturally very wonderful.

In fact, when Feng Bujue talked about the second paragraph, Sade's expression had already begun to change, and as Brother Jue said more and more, so much that its content had exceeded Sade's own amount of knowledge, the latter even became a little panicked.

"You..." Sade finally spoke again after a full ten seconds. "...you sit down for a while, I'll be back in a moment..."

Sade stammered and finished this sentence, then stood up and ran to the door and shouted outside, "Guard, open the door!"

Seconds later, the door opened. Sade turned his head and looked at Brother Jue with a complicated expression, then left the room as if he were escaping.

"Hmm..." After the door of the interrogation room closed again, Feng Bujue said leisurely, "It seems that he went to report to his superiors..."

His guess was correct. As soon as Sade left the interrogation room, he hurried straight to the base's command center and reported to the base's person in charge in a state like "the gas at home was forgotten to be turned off".

This process didn't last too long, because the interrogation room was equipped with a camera. Sade only needed to pull out the recording of the conversation just now and show it to his superiors, so he didn't need to explain too much.

So, about fifteen minutes later, that "Lightning-head" opened the door to Brother Jue's interrogation room again with two soldiers and escorted him out...

In this script, Feng Bujue's abilities were not restricted, which meant that... if he wanted to use force to resist, he could overturn this base. However, for the sake of the main mission, Brother Jue was still very cooperative and was put on a hood, and he was pushed all the way to the base's command center.

When the hood was removed, a woman who was dressed no differently from an ordinary soldier (anyway, it was a Hokuto no Ken grunt suit) and looked only in her twenties appeared in front of Feng Bujue.

"Hello, I am Colonel Conrad." The colonel greeted Feng Bujue briefly and powerfully.

Feng Bujue didn't respond to her immediately, but first looked at the surrounding situation.

At this moment, Brother Jue was standing in a place similar to an office. There were a total of four guards standing behind him. In addition to the lightning-head who helped him take off his hood, the other three were very alert and pointed strange-looking devices at him.

"Hello, my name is..." Two seconds later, Feng Bujue just wanted to respond to the colonel.

But the colonel interrupted him and said a string of somewhat inexplicable words: "df, An, Qhgh, poL..."