Chapter 1 "Delayed" Script

"I've never heard of a script being 'delayed' like that..." Ruoyu said, looking at Brother Jue.

"Heh... never mind." Feng Bujue's words sounded perfunctory, but the subtext was—"It's not convenient to talk about this now."

The three from Hell's Frontline understood his meaning, so none of them followed up. As for the other two players...

"Wow! It's God Feng! In person!" Buu rushed towards Brother Jue as soon as he saw him, as if he wanted to knock him down.

Oubu also quickly stepped forward, got close to Feng Bujue, and stared at him with his lifeless eyes, as if he were observing some kind of monster seen only in movies.

"What are you doing?" Feng Bujue was a little caught off guard by this sudden situation. While reaching out to stop the two, he shouted, "What can I do for you two? Don't tell me you want to turn me into chocolate and eat me?"

"Well... as expected of God Feng, even impromptu retorts are so profound..." Buu said, looking at Brother Jue with admiration.

"Well... as expected of God Feng, even entering a script is a little slower than usual..." Oubu also nodded in agreement.

"I don't think either of those things are anything to be proud of..." Xiaoling said, squinting her eyes.

"Oh?" Feng Bujue thought for a moment, then quickly realized that the two players in front of him were his fans. He immediately smiled and replied, "You two can just call me Feng Bujue. The title 'God Feng' sounds awkward, like I'm some kind of crazy shaman."

"That won't do!" Buu replied seriously, "It would be too impolite to call God Feng by your first name!"

"Hey, hey... this is just a nickname in the game... Besides, even if it was my real name, it wouldn't matter, right? People's names are meant to be called..." Feng Bujue thought to himself.

However, Brother Jue remained calm on the surface and came up with a compromise: "Well... how about you call me 'Teacher Jue'?"

"Okay!" Buu said loudly, "As expected of Teacher Jue... even a random title is so profound..."

Oubu also said: "As expected of Teacher Jue... even the titles he comes up with are a little stranger than usual..."

"Heh... heh..." Feng Bujue showed an awkward smile while trying to dispel his thoughts, "Are these two the teammates I randomly got this time... Should I be happy or annoyed..."

"Ahem." Then, Feng Bujue cleared his throat and steered the conversation back on track, "So... let me ask, how is the script progressing so far?"

"Look for yourself." Ruoyu tilted her head slightly, gesturing with her eyes for Brother Jue to observe for himself.

Ruoyu knew that Feng Bujue could observe the environment from a data level, so she was too lazy to say more. However, the others didn't know this...

"Teacher Jue, there are two exits in this room..." Buu eagerly ran to the wall and gestured to the doors on both sides, "Both sides say [This door is locked]."

"The smell of formaldehyde is coming from behind that door." Oubu pointed to the door behind Xiao Tan and said quickly.

"Hey... I was the one who found that." Xiao Tan pouted, looking like his credit had been stolen.

"There's nothing under the table, I checked." Xiaoling added immediately, "Before you showed up, I was planning to jump up to the rafters to take a look."

"There's no need for that..." Feng Bujue said, casually walking a few steps forward and standing by the table, "Could it be..." He reached out and picked up the oil lamp on the table, "... here?"

In the next second, everyone's eyes gathered, and they saw... the key hidden under the lamp.

"Oh! How did I overlook that?" Xiaoling said, looking quite annoyed.

"This is the so-called 'blind spot under the light'..." Feng Bujue shrugged, picked up the key, and looked at the item description.

[Name: Faded Copper Key]

[Type: Consumable]

[Quality: Common]

[Function: Opens a door somewhere]

[Can it be brought out of this script: No]

[Remarks: This key only corresponds to one door, and will not be consumed if inserted into the wrong lock.]

Then, he held up the key and showed the item description to his teammates.

"Hmm... I see, that makes it simple." After two seconds, Buu pondered, "Judging from the 'remarks' of this key, we don't have to worry about consuming the key due to choosing the wrong door, nor do we need to make any choices between the two doors. Anyway, this key can only work if we find the 'corresponding' door. So... just take it to the door and try it."

"Eh? Your mind works pretty fast." Feng Bujue gave Buu an approving look.

"Heh... hehe..." A look that only elementary school students have when they are praised appeared on Buu's fat face. He scratched his cheek with his finger and said with a naive smile, "Teacher Jue, you flatter me. No matter what, I'm a man who aspires to become a great detective."

"Yes, Buu's reasoning ability is very strong." Oubu nodded in agreement.

"Speaking of which..." At this time, Feng Bujue belatedly said, "I just realized... you're the combination of 'Great Detective' and 'Old Military Doctor'..."

"Yes, just like Sherlock Holmes and Watson!" Buu replied, his eyes shining.

"Teacher Jue, you must think we're very chuuni, right?" Oubu said in a deep voice, "But it doesn't matter... dreams that are laughed at when you say them have the value of being realized."

"No... I think this kind of ideal is quite normal, it's similar to what I wanted to be when I was a kid..." Feng Bujue replied expressionlessly, and glanced at Xiao Tan.

Xiao Tan smiled awkwardly at him.

"Pfft..." Xiaoling couldn't hold it in anymore and covered her mouth, giggling.

Ruoyu looked at Brother Jue and Xiao Tan with a helpless look and let out a long sigh.

"Oh! Is that so? As expected of Teacher Jue... even his childhood dreams are so profound..." Buu's admiration surged again.

Oubu's lifeless eyes also sparkled: "As expected of Teacher Jue... even his life goals are a little higher than usual..."

"Ha... haha... let's hurry up and try the key..." In order to prevent these two from endlessly praising him like this, Feng Bujue quickly laughed twice and walked towards the door behind Xiao Tan with the key, "Let's try this one first, the smell behind the door is quite suspicious."

As he spoke, Brother Jue had walked to the door and stretched the key towards the keyhole, but after trying a few times, he found that it couldn't be inserted.

"It's not this one..." Feng Bujue muttered and walked towards the other door, "Then it must be here..."

This reasoning was also reasonable because there were only two doors in this room, and the key should be able to open at least one of them.

However... the actual situation was...

"Eh?" Feng Bujue stood in front of the door with no smell, his expression changed slightly, "It's not this one either..."

"What's going on?" Xiao Tan asked suspiciously, "Brother Jue, did you insert it backwards?"

"How is that possible... Of course, I tried all the front, back, left, and right sides." Feng Bujue replied, "It seems that this key..." He looked down at the key in his hand and muttered, "...corresponds to a door in another place, and not the two doors in front of us."

"Huh?" Buu was stunned, "The problem is... if we don't open these two doors, we can't go to 'other places' at all."

Oubu added, "Um... are we overthinking the problem?" He paused, "The floor, walls, and roof of this room are all wood. We're all in our forties, so we can just release a skill to break through the wall... What do we need a key for?"

"No, that won't work." Feng Bujue immediately denied Oubu's theory, then turned to Xiaoling and said, "Bei Ling (Brother Jue usually uses game IDs to address teammates when outsiders are present, except for Xiao Tan), give me a common quality pistol."

Before he finished speaking, Xiaoling casually took out a Glock 17 from her bag and threw it over.

Brother Jue took the pistol, and without saying a word, opened the safety and fired a shot at the door lock.

Bang—

When the gunshot rang, the bullet had already hit the target, and... was bounced back.

However, a layer of transparent ripples appeared on the surface of the door lock. Then, the bullet was bounced back by an invisible force field and hit... Oubu.

After being shot, Oubu didn't react much, just lowered his head and silently looked at the wound on his thigh.

Buu said thoughtfully, "Hmm... it seems that it's not possible to open the door with brute force..."

"That's right." Feng Bujue threw the gun back to Xiaoling and casually added, "This isn't some novice-level script, but a team script for six high-level players to clear... How could the system allow such brainless door-breaking behavior?"

"Uh... I say... Brother Jue..." Xiao Tan finally couldn't help but speak, "Aren't you a little too calm... He's bleeding from being shot by you!"

"It wasn't intentional." Feng Bujue spread his hands, "In fact, I can't 'intentionally' achieve this; because we are teammates, if I have a subjective intention to harm, the system will definitely stop me." He pointed to the door lock, "In short... based on practice, we can conclude that it is impossible to forcefully assault this room, and the attack will be randomly bounced back, causing damage to the six of us."

"As expected of Teacher Jue... even a simple phenomenon can be analyzed so profoundly..." The admiration in Buu's eyes was even greater.

"That makes sense..." Oubu, who was shot, actually echoed, "As expected of Teacher Jue... his explanations are also more intuitive than usual..."

What was shocking was... Oubu actually "pinched" out the bullet that had entered his leg with two fingers while speaking. Throughout the whole process, his expression didn't change much, still in that malnourished, weak state, without a trace of pain on his face...

"Wow~ This strong man... is this the legendary Russian-style bullet removal method?" Seeing this scene, Xiao Tan, as a doctor, couldn't help but want to complain.

"Hehe... you flatter me." Oubu smiled proudly, "I just used the title ability—[Magnetic Finger]." He explained, "I can continuously release a certain amount of magnetism from my fingers at a very low cost. Therefore... when taking out bullets or shrapnel, I don't need to use tools, and I don't need to further expand the wound. I just need to use the right 'force' to suck the thing out." He raised the blood-stained bullet and added, "I'm lucky that the surface of this bullet is nickel-plated. If it was a pure brass casing, I wouldn't be able to 'suck' it out."

Speaking of this, Oubu gently stroked his wound again. In the next second, with a flash of white light (obviously he used a medical skill), the blood on his leg stopped: "By the way, my medical and mechanical specializations are both B-level, so I'm worthy of the name 'Old Military Doctor'."

"Very good, very powerful." Feng Bujue praised him with a very appreciative look.

In his heart, he was secretly thinking: "Excellent! These two guys look funny, but their strength is still very good; the fat one... is excellent in puzzle-solving and analysis; the thin one belongs to the most sought-after medical mechanical stream player in the game. And they admire me so much, which shows that they are conscious and idealistic young men. Well... let's add each other as friends after clearing the level."

"Can you temporarily put aside that narcissistic and despicable thought in your head..." Suddenly, Ruoyu looked at Brother Jue and said coldly, "And put your attention back on the script in front of you."

"Hey... how did you see that? Are you reading my mind!" Feng Bujue was genuinely surprised.

"Looking at your eyes, I know what you're thinking..." Ruoyu imitated Brother Jue, touching her chin, and sneered, "...'Hmph, these two guys have exploitable value. Since they're my fans, they must be conscious men'... dialogues like that."

"Damn..." Feng Bujue said a particle that should have been blocked by the system, but wasn't. At this moment, only these two words could accurately express his mood.

"Ha! I've got it!" Just as they were talking, Xiaoling, who hadn't spoken for a long time, thought of an idea. She immediately walked towards the oil lamp on the table and said, "Everyone, pay attention, I'm going to turn off the lights."

Without waiting to see if the others were ready, she turned off the oil lamp after saying hello.

Just one second later, everyone was plunged into a situation where they couldn't see their fingers.

"Hmph... as expected." After a few seconds, Xiaoling's voice rang again, "Look... there are words on that door."

Since the surroundings were pitch black, the others didn't know where to look. However, after slightly recalling their positions, they found what Xiaoling was pointing to.

Before long, a few faint characters emitting a luminous green glow came into view.