“They say, in this dynasty, there was a reckless man, surnamed缪, named 戴, people called him David Mules…” Feng Bujue’s first sentence… just didn’t sound like human speech.

“What the hell…” Jibu muttered, “A foreigner… then it should be surnamed Mules, named David, right? What’s with surname 缪, name 戴? Just making things up to sound good?”

Brother Jue’s narration continued: “…He was a young police detective. He had a virtuous wife named Tracy. Since his transfer, Mules had a new partner named William Somerset. This man was nearly sixty, with a face as black as charcoal, originally an African-American…”

“Isn’t that obvious… black people are of course as black as charcoal…” Jibu muttered.

“…That Somerset had great talent and extraordinary wisdom. However, he was about to retire from the police force in seven days. One rainy day, Mules met him at a crime scene, where he saw, in a humble room, a fat corpse sitting dead at the table, his face buried in noodles. On the wall behind the refrigerator was a message: Gluttony.”

“Hey! What is this? This plot seems familiar!” Uncle Waste Wood, despite having "Uncle" in his name, was only in his early thirties. Strictly speaking, he was still an otaku. As someone with a lot of time, he had seen many old movies, so when Feng Bujue got to this part, Uncle Waste Wood quickly recognized the clue…

“The next day, a top lawyer was found dead in his office, blood splattered five steps away, and the word ‘Greed’ written on the floor…” Brother Jue continued.

Hearing this, Honghu couldn’t help but retort, “Are you planning to use the style of *Eight-Panel Screen* to retell the movie *Seven* from beginning to end…”

“The audience over there, don’t interrupt.” Feng Bujue stopped and said impatiently to Honghu.

“That’s right! Don’t be long-winded! If you don’t want to listen, go away.” Lesende, sitting with his knees drawn up, also glared at Honghu, expressing his protest.

“Heh… hehe…” Honghu’s mouth twitched, and he gave a dry laugh, “Okay, since you’re all willing…”

…………

For the next half hour, Feng Bujue embellished and opened his mind, vividly creating the "Eight-Panel Screen version of *Seven*."

After he finished speaking, the system prompt sounded: 【Side Quest Completed】, and the prompt in the taskbar changed to 【Describe the Seven Sins to satisfy Lesende's "Hunger", Current Progress 7/7】 and was checked off.

At this time, Tianma Xingkong and Lesende were sitting in the exact same posture (i.e., the state of elementary school students sitting on the playground during a sports meeting), watching Brother Jue with great interest. As the story came to an end, they even put on a look of unfinished business…

Honghu, meanwhile, was leaning against a large tree nearby, and said in a slightly surprised tone: “I actually listened to the whole thing…” He had originally wanted to scout around, but unconsciously, he was attracted by Brother Jue's voice and listened all the way to the end.

“Whew—although it’s not a story he made up on the spot, to be able to tell it to this extent is indeed admirable.” Uncle Waste Wood commented, exhaling smoke.

Jibu added, "Anyway, we don't have to contribute, and we're not being judged for passive play, let's just treat it as watching a free show…"

“Ah… I haven’t tasted the flavor of sin in a long time, I almost forgot… that vivid taste.” After a while, Lesende stood up and took a long breath. “This story should be enough to sustain me for eighty to a hundred years.”

“I can see… your life is quite deprived.” Feng Bujue said, narrowing his eyes.

“That’s right…” Lesende replied, “What entertainment can a prisoner have in prison?”

Feng Bujue keenly captured something from the other party's words. He continued: “Oh… you’re also a prisoner?” He paused. “Then let me ask you, do you know a guy named Samodier?”

“I have no obligation to answer you, human.” Lesende looked at Brother Jue and said, “On Jumo Island, everything is a transaction.” He stood up, and his voice became very cold. “I will abide by the prior promise…” As he spoke, he reached out and handed his axe to Jibu. “You’d better not cross the line either…” A flash of ferocity flashed in his eyes, “Lest I change my mind.”

“Hmm… he’s already said it to this point…” Feng Bujue thought to himself. The next second, he turned his head and glanced at Honghu.

Honghu also quickly winked at Brother Jue. At this moment, both of them knew that the additional reward of "Believing in Weston" was their last chance to obtain information from Lesende. This NPC would no longer give any other useful information.

“Damn… so this axe can’t be taken out of the script.” Jibu had already taken the meter-long axe in his hand and saw the item description.

【Name: The Tree Spirit Who Talks Trash Must Die】

【Type: Weapon】

【Quality: Excellent】

【Attack Power: ???】

【Attribute: None】

【Effect: Deals fixed damage to the "Mockery Tree", deals only basic damage of an ordinary axe to any other target】

【Equipment Condition: Choose Idient as your faith, cannot be traded after picking it up】

【Can it be taken out of this script: No】

【Note: This axe is the work of the legendary dwarf craftsman "Ole. All-Must-Die". Once, he passed by a forest and encountered several "Mockery Trees". Although these mischievous tree spirits did not have any practical means of attack, they were extremely venomous and incredibly hard. Even divine weapons could only cause minor damage to them. That day, Mr. All-Must-Die was humiliated and became enraged. So, he spent two days rushing to create this weapon specifically designed to restrain the Mockery Tree. Later… he also used wood from the Mockery Tree to create the infamous artifact – the "Mean Armor". Of course, that's another story.】

“Okay, then what’s our reward?” Feng Bujue continued to ask Lesende.

“Here, this is yours.” Lesende said, extending his thumb and gently pressing it on Brother Jue's shoulder.

In the blink of an eye, a strange magical mark appeared on the latter’s shoulder.

“And you.” Lesende turned around and walked towards Uncle Waste Wood, pressing another kind of magical mark on his shoulder.

“When you need to use it, you can just put your hand on your shoulder.” Lesende added.

“Uh… wouldn’t you explain the principle and effect of this thing?” Feng Bujue asked.

“When the time comes, you will naturally know.” Lesende replied.

“Saying it is as good as not saying it…” Feng Bujue muttered to himself, walking towards Jibu. “Hey, Jibu, let me take a look at the equipment description (after the version update, a function was added to view the equipment information in the hands of teammates. As long as the two are standing close, there is no need to hand the item to the other party to complete the operation).”

“So… I can ask you a question now, right?” Honghu then walked to Lesende and said seriously.

“Yes, as I promised.” Lesende replied, “Follower of Weston, I will tell you one ‘piece of information you need to know’.” He paused for two seconds. “You are a follower of the God of Wisdom, you should know what to ask, right?”

“Hmm…” Honghu hesitated slightly, turning his head to look at his teammates.

Uncle Waste Wood remained silent, and only heaven knew what kind of expression he had under his sunglasses. Tianma Xingkong's thick-browed and big-eyed face always had one expression, and Honghu didn't expect him to offer any good suggestions. Feng Bujue was focused on checking Jibu's equipment, and it seemed he didn't plan to offer any advice on this matter. And Jibu just shrugged and looked back at Honghu, as if saying, "I don't care…"

“Then…” Seeing that his teammates had no intention of interfering, Honghu went ahead and spoke according to his own ideas. “Please tell me… the fastest way to reach the Temple of Faith within our capabilities.”

“Hmph… as expected of a wise general…” Feng Bujue immediately thought to himself upon hearing this, “He didn’t ask for coordinates, but asked for the ‘fastest way to reach it’, and included the premise of ‘within our capabilities’. Amazing… without the 【Vajra Bell】 to assist, he still made a very clever choice.”

If it were Brother Jue asking this question, he would definitely ask it this way. Although he had also thought about… taking this opportunity to directly ask “what exactly is the way to leave Jumo Island,” but considering the current situation (mainly the time limit), it was obviously more important to first overcome the difficulties of the main quest.