Chapter 151 The Furry Death

The plan to sneak into the pharmacy went off without a hitch, and all Feng Bujue had to do was run to the hallway outside the pharmacy door and shout excitedly, "Hey! Guys, there's a Batmobile parked at the hospital entrance!"

Then, everyone who heard the words rushed out gleefully. The most outrageous thing was that several staff members inside the pharmacy also rushed out, leaving the door open when they left...

Even Feng Bujue himself thought this method was ridiculous (this method of claiming "there's a Batmobile outside" to lure people away was used by Cartman n times in s1607, and it worked every time), but it had to be said, it was effective.

After searching the pharmacy, Feng Bujue felt a little disappointed, because most of the medicines here were useless, belonging to the type with no item description.

There were also many medicines, although with different packaging, showed the same description:

【Name: Antibiotic (3030)】

【Type: Consumable】

【Quality: Common】

【Function: Removes poisoned and infected states】

【Can be brought out of this script: Yes】

【Remarks: Common anti-inflammatory drugs, taken orally.】

These medicines were basically bottled, and their effect was to specifically remove abnormal states. At first glance, they weren't worth much.

And the morphine that Feng Bujue wanted most did have an item description, but the effect was very different from what he expected.

【Name: Morphine * 5】

【Type: Consumable】

【Quality: Common】

【Function: Reduces the increase of scare value by 30% for a certain period of time】

【Can be brought out of this script: Yes】

【Remarks: Frequent injections in a short period of time may cause poisoning.】

Feng Bujue was no stranger to this kind of psychiatric drug. He had used a lot of drugs used in mental hospitals during his hospitalization, and even used a lot of the latest overseas drugs. Morphine was nothing rare to him.

It may be that the game is sensitive to this kind of opiate drug, fearing that young people will lose control if they use too much, so the drug has been changed like this.

Feng Bujue also made a special trip to look for Vicodin, and he really found it, but the medicine simply had no description and was regarded by the system as a useless item that did not work.

Feng Bujue, with the mentality of giving it a try, opened the bottle cap and poured more than a dozen tablets down his throat like eating mints.

"Hmm... Sure enough, I don't feel anything..." As he walked out of the pharmacy, he muttered, "I didn't find any medicine that can restore Survival Value or Stamina... It seems I still have to get some food. Eating something can restore some health."

After scavenging what he wanted, Feng Bujue left the hospital and headed to the shopping center. Anyway, besides firearms and medical supplies, he could basically get everything else there.

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Now, let's turn to the Peruvian pan flute band containment area.

The command center and quarantine area temporarily set up by the Department of Homeland Security were only separated by a wire fence. From here, you could directly see those trapped Peruvians.

At this moment, there was a crowd of people in front of the command center, including staff in plain clothes, soldiers in full armor, and officials in suits and ties.

The person in charge of the scene was a man who looked to be in his fifties. This person had "half a head" of gray hair. The front half of his head was already bald. He was wearing a black suit with a red tie. He was not only the supreme commander here, but also the initiator of the entire search operation.

"Sir, good news!" Two soldiers walked up to him and said, "It seems we've succeeded, sir. Reports are coming in from major cities that the Peruvian pan flute bands have been completely cleared."

Hearing this, the surrounding crowd erupted in cheers, "Great! Success! Thank God!"

It's unknown why these people were celebrating...

"Alright, everyone, take it easy." The bald commander said, "We still have a lot of work to do." He said with a serious face, "We still have to wipe out their nest to prevent them from making a comeback..."

A staff member next to him holding a report said, "But we don't know where they came from, sir." He also looked down at the form in his hand, "We checked, but we couldn't find out."

The bald commander's expression at this time seemed to say: What the heck...

He raised his hands and hugged his head, then raised them high and said, "Use your brains, you idiots, 'Peruvian' pan flute band, where else could they come from?"

However, the IQ of the people around him was still not online. They all touched their chins with serious expressions, pretending to be thinking.

The bald commander was shocked at the time, and he roared, "The name of the country is in the name of the band!"

A staff member wearing a white shirt and a black tie interjected, "No, sir, we checked the entire world map, and there is no country called Peruvian."

"It's not Peruvian, you moron! It's Peru!" The bald commander walked to a map and pointed at the picture and shouted, "It's right here!"

(Here, the mistake made by the staff of the Department of Homeland Security is similar to treating Chinese as China, so that they cannot find Peru on the map...)

The staff members repeated like babies learning to speak: "Oh... Peru~" As if it was the first time they had heard this word in their lives.

The bald commander really didn't want to argue too much on this issue, he said directly: "Now! We are going to wipe out the country of Peru in one fell swoop!"

The people around looked at each other, and one of them asked, "Is this really necessary? Sir."

A soldier said, "Isn't it a bit extreme?"

Another soldier added, "Yeah..."

The bald commander roared hoarsely: "We must wipe them out completely and cut them off at the root, otherwise they will never stop harassing us!"

At this time, a black officer in a general's uniform ran over and said, "Sir, you'd better come over and take a look, we caught a pan flute band trying to escape."

The bald commander grabbed the collar of the person next to him and said, "See! This is serious!"

Two minutes later, in the interrogation room...

In front of a metal table, there were five stools, and five elementary school students were sitting on the stools.

The bald commander stood across the table, holding a CD in his hand, looking at the cover and reading, "Alpaca Brothers Present - Lunar Snacks." (This was a randomly named and recorded CD by the children to pretend to be a band and earn money on the street)

"You misunderstood! Sir." Stan explained, "We're not a real Peruvian pan flute band!"

The bald commander's IQ seemed to be off the line at this moment. He looked at the five children and said in a sarcastic tone: "Yeah, yeah... You're just playing pan flute music in the commercial center to sell your alpaca CDs, and you're not a Peruvian pan flute band, right?"

Stan spread his hands innocently: "We're just kids, look, we just want to earn some extra money."

Kyle also added: "We just want to go home now."

Kenny pleaded in his vague language: "Sir, please, I was supposed to get laid on Saturday."

The children then said one after another: "We were born and raised in Colorado! We are white!"

The bald commander whispered to the officer next to him with a solemn expression: "Let's go out and talk for a while."

The two of them and several staff members walked outside the interrogation room and launched another analysis based on zero IQ.

The conclusion reached was - "The five people in the room are mixed-race creatures of Peruvian pan flute bands and humans. We must use them to destroy Peru."

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At the same time, outside the wire fence of the quarantine area, a soldier said to a staff member next to him: "Thompson, can you come over here?"

The one named Thompson was a Spanish translator. After he walked over, the soldier continued: "Those pan flute bands just won't shut up. They keep saying something, but I don't understand."

"Please! We can't leave!" At this moment, an elderly Peruvian pan flute band member shouted to them in Spanish across the wire fence, "We came here to protect you!"

The person next to him also said: "Yes, we can't leave! We have to protect you!"

Thompson heard this and translated with some suspicion: "They seem to be saying... 'You can't deport us, we are guardians'..."

The soldier asked: "Guardians... of what?"

The Peruvian old man in the wire fence replied: "The furry death! The furry death!" He repeated twice in an excited tone.

The soldier didn't understand, he still asked the translator Thompson: "What did he say?"

Thompson's face became a little ugly, and he replied: "I think he is saying... the furry death?"

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South Park, shopping center.

The sun was setting faster than expected. Dusk had already passed, and twilight dyed the sky.

When Jue Ge arrived at the parking lot in front of the shopping center, he happened to see a reporter holding a microphone and a cameraman carrying a camera on the square. Not far from them was a CNN interview car.

The reporter should be doing an immediate news report. Feng Bujue wanted to hear what he was saying, so he took a few steps closer.

"...As you can see, these squares are much cleaner. We haven't seen a Peruvian pan flute band for several days. The residents obviously enjoy this quiet and peaceful atmosphere very much. Thanks to the Department of Homeland Security, now people all over the world can safely breathe a sigh of relief from the 'pan flute band plague'..."

Woo—

The reporter's words were interrupted by a loud and strange noise.

A sound like a monster's low roar came from two blocks away, and at the same time, there was a sound of some kind of giant object stomping on the ground.

Suddenly, there was an explosion in the distance, and flames soared into the sky. The cameraman immediately moved the camera over and happened to capture the flames and smoke of the explosion.

The crowd of fleeing people surged over, and screams rang out one after another, "Oh, God!" "Oh, God!" "Ah..."

In the shaking lens, a police car with sirens wailing was suddenly seen flying into the air from that direction, drawing an arc in the high air, and landed in the center of the square, five or six meters behind the reporter.

The reporter was so frightened that he threw the microphone away and ran to the camera, shouting at the camera with a panicked expression: "There is something wrong here... It's not the Peruvian pan flute band, but..." His words stopped, and a look of extreme horror appeared on his face. Obviously, he saw something outside the lens, "Oh my God! What the hell is that!"

The host who was conducting a live broadcast with him on the TV station shouted to him through the headset: "Paul? Paul, what do you see!"

"It's furry, it's furry..." After Paul shouted twice, the connection was interrupted and the picture disappeared...

Not to mention whether Paul and the cameraman were still alive, anyway, Jue Ge had already run away ten seconds ago.

He didn't have time to save people or maintain order. He knew very well that there was more than one monster, and the whole world was under attack at this moment. There was nothing he could do alone.

Moreover, at the moment when the low roar sounded, the system prompt had already announced:

【The current task has been changed, and the main task has been updated】

【Survive until the end of the "Great Disaster".】

After seeing this task, Feng Bujue ran towards the shopping center without hesitation, but as soon as he stepped into the door, another prompt entered his ears:

【Side Quest Triggered】

【Safely bring Stan's parents and sister to the shopping center.】

"Damn it, the side quest was only reported when I got to the entrance of the shopping center!" Feng Bujue cursed.

This task even had very specific real-time reminders. In Jue Ge's game menu, an interface similar to a radar immediately appeared, marking the locations of Stan's family, as if the system was tempting him to complete it.

If it were on normal difficulty, this side quest would have popped up when Feng Bujue first entered the town, so he could have brought Stan's family to the shopping center before the disaster happened, whether by deception or coercion.

But on nightmare difficulty, the task popped up when the disaster had already broken out in chaos. Feng Bujue either didn't go at all, or he would have to take a big risk if he went...

After hesitating for about ten seconds, Feng Bujue said viciously, "I'll fight you guys!"

He gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, carrying the travel backpack containing medical supplies on both shoulders, took out an M733 CommAndo with a grenade launcher attached from his bag, and strode towards the location indicated by the radar.

At this time, it didn't matter if he ran wildly on the street with a weapon. There were panicked crowds running everywhere, and the police and the army were also exhausted in dealing with the monsters. No one would care about him.

Feng Bujue ran for a while and suddenly noticed that his stamina was dropping a bit fast. He thought, "This equipment is really heavy, it seems I have to get a car."

He didn't consider stopping cars on the road like playing Grand Theft Auto. In the current situation, the drivers were more likely to step on the gas pedal and kill him. So, Feng Bujue ran another block and found a parked car in an alley.

He trotted over, confirmed that there was no one in the car and the door was locked, and smashed the side windshield with the butt of his gun.

After opening the car door and sitting in, Feng Bujue used a very skilled movement to smash open the control panel under the driver's seat, quickly found the positive and negative ignition wires from a pile of wires and started to short them together.

Two minutes later, he had backed out of the alley, shifted gears and stepped on the accelerator to set off.

At this time, the sky had completely darkened, and many street lights were out of order, and there were crowds of people running everywhere, which was extremely chaotic.

Feng Bujue turned on the headlights and drove at high speed while ensuring safety as much as possible.

After driving for ten minutes, the light spot on the radar was getting closer and closer to him. He was about to make a turn. Unexpectedly, at that corner, as soon as he turned the steering wheel, a giant monster appeared in front of him.

Feng Bujue immediately slammed on the brakes, but the car still slid towards the giant monster's body.

All drivers, in the moment before an accident, will instinctively turn the steering wheel to their side.

But Feng Bujue would not be afraid. He remained calm and reacted rationally and efficiently in this extreme moment.

The car continued to move forward under the action of inertia, and it was about to hit the giant monster. But Feng Bujue calmly used one hand to unfasten his seat belt, and the other hand stabilized the steering wheel to keep the car facing forward.

After unfastening the seat belt, he reached for the backpack and rifle on the passenger seat.

All these actions were completed within two seconds, and then, the front of the car slammed into the giant monster's furry body.

Feng Bujue had been prepared for this. He adjusted his posture, tightly grasped the gun strap and the strap of the backpack with one hand, and blocked the front with the other hand as a buffer.

There was a crash... Feng Bujue's body broke through the front windshield and flew out, hitting the giant monster's soft body. After the forward force was removed, he rolled down on the hood in front of the car.

Then, he quickly turned over, used his waist to sit up. The whole set of actions was completed in one go, and then he flicked his arm to put on the backpack strap with his left shoulder, held the gun with his right hand, and stepped on his feet... He had jumped out a distance of seven or eight meters before the monster could make any move.

So far, Jue Ge didn't dare to look back, he quickly rushed forward to further distance himself from the monster.

It wasn't that Feng Bujue didn't want to use his eyes to confirm the shape of the monster, but he already knew the shape of these monsters. After recalling the content of the two episodes of the Peruvian pan flute band, the first thing he remembered was the appearance of these giant monsters.

The appearance of this kind of giant monster is actually easy to describe. They are a group of giant... guinea pigs.

They are no different in appearance from domestic pet guinea pigs, except that they are five stories high and have a certain degree of aggression. Some of them are even wearing cloth coats, dressed as bees, rabbits, etc...

As for where these giant cute things came from and whether they have intelligence, no one knows. Anyway, they just popped up inexplicably and staged "Attack on the Guinea Pigs" all over the world, eating people and demolishing houses everywhere.

"What to do... go around it..." Feng Bujue ran while observing the terrain and the radar in the menu, trying to find a suitable route.

But at this moment, another change occurred. A whistling sound was heard in the air, and looking up, three F-15s were seen cutting through the sky and launching several missiles towards this place.