Chapter 33 The Plot Thickens

[Current mission changed, main quest updated]

Along with that very provocative line, the system prompt sounded.

Feng Bujue opened the game menu and checked. Sure enough, the mission bar had changed.

[Survive for seventy-two hours on Cannibal Island] This mission had disappeared, replaced by [Kill Captain Greybeard].

And the main quest [Complete at least six challenges given by the program group] still existed, with a progress of 3/6... In other words, Feng Bujue still had to complete his remaining three challenges.

"Well... Luckily, I asked about all six challenges in advance, otherwise I'd be in trouble now..." Feng Bujue looked at the mission bar and couldn't help but feel secretly relieved.

The deal he and Hai Mei Long had made earlier was: Hai Mei Long agreed that Jue-ge could accept six challenges at once and guaranteed... that in the following competition, he would not set any artificial obstacles for him, and would also use guiding methods to keep other players away from Jue-ge; while Feng Bujue promised... that while completing the challenges, he would not consciously eliminate other players, and at the final stage of the competition, he would deliberately be injured and eliminated by someone else.

Looking at the situation at the time, the deal between these two was definitely a win-win: Hai Mei Long saved the show's watchability and broadcast time, while Feng Bujue was able to steadily complete the main quest.

If everything went according to plan, the final situation would be: when there were about twenty minutes left in the competition, Feng Bujue, who had already completed six challenges, would "coincidentally" meet an opponent second only to him and be attacked by the other party. Then, Jue-ge only needed to show off his acting skills, pretend to be hit, break a kneecap or something, and he could lie down safely and announce his withdrawal. By the time the staff carried "Stephen Carbon" onto the stretcher, the competition time would basically be over, and Feng Bujue might have already left the script.

However... the appearance of the pirates completely disrupted this plan.

The difficulty of the script, which Feng Bujue had reduced through "borrowing momentum," had now rebounded, and even become more difficult than before...

No wonder he was relieved that he had already accepted the challenges. Just imagine... if Jue-ge hadn't asked about the content of all the challenges in advance, where could he go to accept them now? Even if he could find Clam Holmes and make the corresponding request, the other party would only treat him like a madman.

"Stephen." At this moment, ** spoke again, interrupting Jue-ge's thoughts. "Can you use an assault rifle?"

He asked this because Jue-ge had already picked up the Ak from the pirate and slung it over his shoulder.

"Well... I guess I need to familiarize myself with it..." Feng Bujue picked up the gun and looked at it.

"Careful!" ** cautiously circled to Jue-ge's side, strode forward, and reached out to lower the muzzle of the gun. "Before you learn how to use a gun, the most important thing you need to remember is—don't point the muzzle at anyone, especially your own people."

"Uh... I understand." Feng Bujue nodded, pretending to be very honest.

In fact, Jue-ge knew how to use the Ak47. He had come into contact with everything from the first model to the third model, and even some mutated, modified versions. But right now, he thought it was better to play dumb. If he acted like an experienced veteran who knew all kinds of weapons, it would arouse **'s suspicion... and if the other party questioned him because of this, he wouldn't be able to explain himself clearly...

"By the way, you just said that all the pirates searching the island are in groups of two." Feng Bujue then asked, "So, have you already taken care of two?"

"No, I only took care of one person." ** replied. "The pirate I encountered happened to be alone." He paused, then continued, "I asked him where his partner went. He said... the person he was with said he was going to relieve himself in the bushes, and then never came back. He didn't know where that person went... and thought he had been killed by me."

"Oh?" As soon as Feng Bujue heard this, several speculations flashed through his mind. "Could it be..." He scanned the surroundings. "...that one of the staff members on the island... ambushed the pirate who was relieving himself."

"I think so too." ** replied. "According to the information I have, there are a total of eighteen staff members on the island, acting in groups of three; plus Clam Holmes, who is acting alone... these nineteen people have communication devices, and they received the news that the pirates had occupied the Dolphin at the first opportunity. Any one or several of these people... could have ambushed the pirates." He paused. "In addition, there are four players left on the island, namely you, me, Justin Bieber, and Bill Gates... None of us four have communication devices, and the program group can't contact us in time. So... our situation is very passive. Apart from you and me, Bieber and Gates are probably still in the dark... or have already been killed by the pirates."

"Well... the NPCs in this script are really worry-free..." Feng Bujue listened to **'s organized analysis and couldn't help but say a sentence in his heart. Then, he picked up the walkie-talkie from the corpse in front of him and looked at ** and asked, "Does the pirate on your side have a walkie-talkie?"

"No." ** replied. "Speaking of which... the lone pirate I killed earlier didn't have one either." Before his voice fell, he immediately pondered, "Hmm... it seems that they are in groups of two, sharing one walkie-talkie..."

"By this reasoning..." Feng Bujue took over the conversation and continued, "The pirate who ran off to relieve himself and disappeared had a walkie-talkie on him." He smiled, and then did something shocking (at least, shocking to **).

"Hello, hello? Can you hear me?" Feng Bujue actually raised the walkie-talkie in his hand to his mouth, tuned it to the public channel, and said loudly, "I'm Stephen Carbon, I'm still alive. Whoever killed a pirate just now and took his walkie-talkie, I just want you to know that you are not fighting alone."

"Are you crazy! The pirates on the ship will hear you!" ** immediately lowered his voice and shouted.

Feng Bujue smiled slightly at him and whispered back, "Heh... I want them to hear it."

After saying that, he raised his voice again and shouted into the walkie-talkie, "Captain Greybeard, are you listening? If you are, give me a reply."

About ten seconds later, Greybeard's broken gong voice actually rang out on the channel, "Who are you? How are my men?"

"Don't worry, your men are fine, you'll see them soon..." Feng Bujue paused maliciously for half a second before continuing, "...on the road to the Yellow Springs."