Chapter 326 South Park 1
Chapter 326 South Park 1
"Feng Bujue, Level 29
"Please select the game mode that your team wants to join.
"You have selected the Solo Survival Mode (Nightmare). Please confirm.
"Confirming.
"Adjusting nervous connectivity, generating the scenario…
"Please wait a moment. Downloading."
"Welcome to Thriller Paradise." This time, the greeting sounded very familiar, like the deep and dark male voice that often announced trailers in American flicks.
"Download complete. You are currently playing Solo Survival Mode (Nightmare). A scenario introduction is provided in this mode, and there is a chance to trigger a side or hidden mission and special world-building.
"Reward for clearing the scenario: During rating review, additional eighty percent of EXP on top of basic EXP.
"Playing the scenario introduction soon. The game will start right after."
"Oh, this reward is quite nice," Feng Bujue said. "Even though the time needed for solo mode is quite short, this is nightmare mode, and the reward during rating review wouldn't be so bad. Eighty percent additional EXP is basically double EXP."
Actually, that was nothing to get excited about. For those whales who used double EXP cards, every scenario had one hundred percent bonus EXP during rating review…
Then, the introductory cinematic began. The scene that appeared before Feng Bujue was a paper-made animation. It looked very juvenile and had a very 'cartoonish' style, but when Feng Bujue saw this scene, his expression shifted. He gasped, "No way…"
He saw a blue sky, white clouds, and the bright sun. There was an inky green mountain range in the distance with snow caps. The camera panned down, and there were many rectangular houses with various colors and a straight gray road cut before the row of houses.
"This is a small town in Colorado, USA."
"No, no, no, no, no…" Feng Bujue repeated to himself like self-hypnosis. "Impossible… this is impossible!"
"This is a quiet, small, useless, backward, countryside, unknown, juvenile, redneck, rightwing, old-fashioned, inbred, out of time, poor, woeful, pitiful, out of sight… small mountain town.
"This is…"
At this point of the cinematic, on a stretch of the snowy landscape, a wooden stake stood with a plaque that said, "South Park."
"South Park."
"Ah!" Feng Bujue screamed. One second later, he screamed again. "Ah!"
Honestly, he did not know why he was acting that way.
"According to the Department of Homeland Security's accurate data, the whole world is going through an epidemic of serious economic decline and biological terror. And the reason is… the Peruvian Flute Band.
"They are spread all over the world, playing Peruvian music in places where visitors and shoppers are gathered. In certain areas, every square kilometer, it's suspected there are sixty-five Peruvian Flute Bands.
"But all of that will be stopped this afternoon…"
Then, the scenario officially started. The current Feng Bujue had assimilated into the style of this scenario and had a paper-cut animation. He stood at snow mountain near to South Park. A thick layer of snow was underneath his feet, and there were sparse conifers around him. The sun was bright above him, and he could see far into the horizon. From his standpoint, he could look down into the small town at the foot of the mountain, and it did not look that special from there.
The strange thing was, even though he was surrounded by snow, he did not feel cold. If anything, the temperature around him felt to be around twenty degrees, and the humidity was just right. It was comfortable.
"This is going to be the end of me…" Feng Bujue was covered in cold sweat. He had never been this nervous in any of the previous scenarios. "Peruvian Flute Band… Peruvian Flute Band…"
He scanned through the memories he had of the animation South Park in his mind. "Got it! Episode ten and eleven of the twelfth season, Pandemic."
Feng Bujue had memorized the general plot, and in that instant, the system notification came.
"Main quest triggered. Survive the attack of Jimbo and Ned."
"Jimbo and Ned…" Feng Bujue's face was twitching as he looked around in alarm. "Those two idiots wouldn't really be hunting, would they?"
Just as he said that, he heard… a loud yell coming from afar. "It's coming after us!"
Following the yell came the sound of rattling machine guns. Without even thinking, Feng Bujue knew that the bullets were coming for him. Hugging his head, he ran off in the other direction. Actually, his reaction was too slow. Running after hearing the bullets meant that he would not outrun the bullets. Thankfully, Feng Bujue had Artemis' Embrace and Echo Armor, two layers of defense. Therefore, even though he was shot more than ten times in under two seconds, his Life Points did not drop.
Feng Bujue took five seconds to hide behind a big boulder and hid in the enemies' blind spot. But he had just taken a breath and heard Jimbo say from far away, "Ned! It's gone hiding behind the rock. Quick, toss the grenade!"
Ned's reply was robotic on account of his throat cancer due to smoking. He had also lost his right arm in the army, so he needed to use an audio box to hold his throat when speaking. He used his magnetic electronically-manipulated voice and always flat tone to reply, "Understood."
Feng Bujue had to leave and shouted as he ran, "I am human! Human!"
But his voice was swallowed up by the rattling guns and the explosion.
"This is not going to end well for me if I don't figure something out." Feng Bujue soon realized how dangerous his situation was. He only had ninety percent of his Life Points because he had equipped Embedded Alchemical Enhancement Device. Even with powerful armor, being repeatedly shot at by guns, it was impossible to stay completely unscathed. Furthermore, Jimbo and Ned's equipment was military grade. Who knew what weapon they would pull out next?
Feng Bujue did not want to tussle with them any longer. Instead of trying to prove to them that he was human, he decided to race all the way to the city. That way, the two 'hunting aficionados' would stop acting crazily… hopefully.
Feng Bujue activated his Body Enhancement Spell. He morphed into a shadow, evaded the bullets, and raced down the mountain. At the start of this scenario, Feng Bujue was not even given the chance to use his summoning skill, and he had already been forced to flee.
He knew full well that in the world of South Park, there was not one place or character that could offer him security. There was not one character's intelligence, logic, or morality that could be trusted.
This place looked so peaceful on the surface, but for an outsider like him, this place was more dangerous than hell.