Thriller Paradise

"J-J-Jue… Jue-Ge, i-i-i-it’s…" Wang Tanzhi stammered as his Fear Value surged. Although he had already calmed down after a few seconds, his Fear Value didn’t return to the lowest point yet because his feeling of fear was piling up. It was held at 15% now.

Feng Bujue’s face was still emotionless as he spoke with a calm voice, "I suppose we have two options now."

"What… what are those?" Wang Tanzhi could speak more words now.

"The first option, you take the knife and storm forward. At the corner, if you meet anything, just slash it," Feng Bujue answered, "I got your back."

"I choose the second option," Wang Tanzhi could suddenly talk smoothly, even when he didn’t know what the second option was.

"Indeed, I prefer the second option." While he was speaking, Feng Bujue crossed over Wang Tanzhi, reaching the door on their right and pulling the knob.

Everyone knows that the doors in a thriller game are the sources of horror. No one ever knows what is waiting for them behind the doors. Moreover, there’s something like, ‘die instantly when the door opens'. It could be said that at the moment he opened the door, the danger they were about to face was not less than that of chasing after the thing, which just disappeared at the corner.

In this case, ordinary people would carefully open the door, duck their body and try to stay as far from the door as possible. Furthermore, they were ready to run away at any minute.

Well, meanwhile, Feng Bujue had opened the door deliberately as if he was just opening his toilet door. He rushed to the door, opened it, and entered.

Only the light from outside illuminated the room. The interior was horrible.

This was a patient room, about 10 square meters. The closet in the corner and even the trash bin were upside down. There were many things scattered on the ground. All were debris, including bandages, toilet paper rolls, dirty cotton, and broken medicine jars, etc. The sheet on the bed was ragged. The scent of blood filled the whole room, and the light from outside revealed bloodstains almost everywhere.

"Training mode will be invisible when players reach level five. Apparently, it has been designed to help players reach level five easily."

While Feng Bujue was speaking, he came to the closet and opened it to check the contents inside.

After they completed the New Player Tutorial, ‘hotshots’ would play this training mode only once. Perhaps they would skip this training mode and start the Single-player Survival Mode directly, because those sort of players have definitely read the instructions before. They know that the reward of the training mode, which is only EXP, is far behind that of the survival mode.

Feng Bujue found an unopened pack of syringes in the closet. After taking a look at the properties, he put it directly in his bag. "Seems like the rewards of the training mode are worse than that of the New Player Tutorial. I think the difficulty level should be the same with the Tutorial. If the players are not frightened too much, they have to cut the connection. Even if they can’t solve the riddle, they can still pass the scenario."

He was actually bending over, sniffing the broken jar.

"In fact, we don’t need to check every room. We just need to chase after that shadow to continue our game. It would take us 20 minutes max and several punches and kicks that will definitely drain our Survival Value, then we could finish this scenario."

"So why did you enter the room?" Wang Tanzhi asked.

"I told you there were two options. You didn’t want to hear all and you have chosen the second one." Feng Bujue picked up some sheets of paper on the ground, then brought them to the light to read. "The second option is to solve the puzzle."

"Hey… you’ve just said that…"

"I said we don’t need to solve the puzzle to pass the scenario, but I didn’t say that we won’t do it," Feng Bujue added, "even if we could solve the riddle, we wouldn’t receive any extra points for Skill Value."

He continued to study those sheets, his face unchanged.

"But solving the puzzle brings us an advantage, which is reducing the difficulty level. In simple words, we will use our brain to reduce the physical power needed to complete the scenario." While saying, he held up a paper sheet, gave it to Wang Tanzhi then said, "Take a look, what is it?"

"This is…" Wang Tanzhi took the sheet. After studying it for a few seconds, he said, "Medical records?"

[Name: Unidentified Patient’s Medical Records]

[Type: Related to the plot]

[Quality: Normal]

[Function: Unknown]

[Being able to be brought out of the scenario: No]

[Remarks: Many contents on this sheet are covered by bloodstains]

"Your job, buddy." Feng Bujue held up the rest of paper sheets in his hand. "I’ll take care of these."

Wang Tanzhi just glared at it, and he immediately felt his scalp tingling since the top sheet in Feng Bujue’s hands had a bizarre human face drawn on it.

Two of them came to a spot on the corridor where the light was shining on. They stayed there and read the material for several minutes.

Wang Tanzhi read the sheet carefully. There were many bloodstains on the medical records, so he had to guess the contents at some points. At the same time, Feng Bujue was cursory, skimming through those drawings quickly. He was so addicted to reading. His reading pace was fast enough, moreover, his memory, understanding, and reasoning were pretty effective. Anyway, the drawings on those sheets couldn’t scare him. To Feng Bujue, they were like illustrations in magazines.

"Are you done?" Feng Bujue was the first one who asked.

Wang Tanzhi still glued his eyes on the medical records. He contemplated for a while then answered, "Male, 13 years old… still a kid."

Feng Bujue caressed his chin. "Oh… member of the Young Pioneers." (1)

It’s impossible to know how his brain works.

"Oh… He has leukemia and have been hospitalized for quite a long time. However," Wang Tanzhi dropped the medical records, "according to his medical records, his days are running out."

He lifted his head, raking his eyes to the other end of the corridor. "He may have turned to a ghost now."

Feng Bujue said, "Not sure. There are three doors here. We have just entered the first one, which perhaps, is the little boy’s patient room. However, we are not sure if that shadow belongs to him."

He handed the paper sheets he was holding to Wang Tanzhi. "You don’t need to read it, just check the properties."

After having paused for one second, he continued, "There are six different portraits on these sheets, numbered at the corner."

[Name: Portrait Sketch x6 pcs]

[Type: Related to the plot]

[Quality: Normal]

[Function: Unknown]

[Being able to bring out of the scenario: No]

[Remarks: Apparently, these portraits were drawn by only one person. They can be piled up or separated. When they are piled up, they are considered as only one item]

"I’m getting more confused," said Wang Tanzhi.

Feng Bujue nodded. "It’s okay. Because the clues to solve the puzzle are not enough."

Then, he walked to the second room. "Besides, I have a hypothesis. This is also the reason why I want to complete the scenario after I solve the puzzle."

While pushing open the door of the second room, he added, "I believe that there is at least one real piece of equipment in these three rooms."

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(1) Young Pioneers: is a mass youth organization for children aged six to fourteen in the People's Republic of China. The Young Pioneers of China is run by the Communist Youth League, an organization of older youth that comes under the Communist Party of China. The Young Pioneers of China is similar to Pioneer Movements that exist or existed in many Communist countries around the world.

Here, Feng Bujue wanted to say that the little boy is in the age range where he should be a member of the Young Pioneers.