Chapter 101 Basic Thunderbolt Preface

101 Basic Thunderbolt Chapter Preface

"Feng Bujue, level 15.

"Please select the game mode that your team wants to join.

"You have selected the Killing Game (1 Versus 1), please confirm.

"Confirming, adjusting nervous connectivity, generating the scenario...

"Please wait a moment. Downloading."

Then, Feng Bujue's sight was filled with darkness. A series of words floated up into his vision. The system read them out loud as the words rolled upward.

"The core of Killing Game is for players to fight one another. Said mode will thus decrease the fear factor, the possibility of encountering the formation of world-building, mission trigger rates, and the size of the map of the generated scenario.

"You can observe your teammates' and opponents' IGNs, levels, and statuses via the game menu.

"The rules governing the players' behavior in Team Survival Mode are applied here as well. If you are unfamiliar with these rules, please clic.k the following link to take a look. These reminders will only appear the first time you enter the Killing Game. Have an enjoyable game."Gét latest novel chapters on nov(e)lbj/n(.)c/om

After reading through the reminder, Feng Bujue was not greeted by a voice that said, "Welcome to Thriller Paradise." Instead, a voice that contained a Taiwanese accent said, "Make your opponents cower in fear. Have them understand the true meaning of terror!"

So, the greeting for Killing Game was different. After that was over, the next system announcement continued.

"Download complete. You are currently in the Killing Game mode.

"This mode comes with an introductory cinematic and the chance to unlock side/hidden quests and special world-building.

" Victory Reward: Fifty Skill Points.

"The introductory cinematic is going to begin soon. The game will start immediately after the cinematic is over."

The introductory cinematic thus appeared before Feng Bujue's eyes. It was a spacious and dim environment. Under his feet was a smoothed-out plateau with a rocky cliff face to his right. The cliff was hung with plenty of dried carcasses and skeletons like ornaments. A blurry moon in the sky was the single witness of this creepy scene. Then he heard a hard-to-believe introductory cinematic...

"The demonic world corrupted the realm of God, Masters of the Xuan travel the world. Xuan Yuan wishes for nothing but one loss. With the world so scarred, can humans still rebuild?"

What the hell... This is theme song for Pili Shen Zhou: The Turbulent Homeland... Feng Bujue had a bad feeling rising in his heart.

"Tonight, ye moon is swollen, radiating a faded sheen that spoke of melancholy and sadness. The stars pale swayed by its mood. They shone at the brief candles of life! Eerie and dark, visions of ghosts, the world is naught but like a scene from hell! Under the Hanging Cliff, the wind buffeted, stood two who came from another dimension. One was worried with anticipation while the other stood patiently with his sword in tow.

"Who will win? Who will lose? Who will live? Who will die?"

The biggest level difference of players in Killing Game was five levels. In a scenario, be it among opponents or teammate, the level difference would not be bigger than that. If the team contained players whose level difference was bigger than five, the whole team would not be allowed to queue up for Killing Game. In Battle Royale, the system would try its best to assign two teams of equal power to fight it out and in one-on-one combat. The system would never set two drastically different power-wise players to fight one another.

Therefore, theoretically speaking, for every Killing Game, either side had an equal chance of winning, including this one.

"Hmm... at first glance, my opponent appears to be one who specializes in combat. This is not good," Feng Bujue mumbled to himself. He narrowed his eyes at Flashes of Sword. The man had a dark-colored cotton robe on, the kind worn by swordsmen in wuxia films. His long hair was tied into a ponytail, and the sword in his hand had already been unsheathed, glinting dangerously in the moonlight. Combined with this opponent's IGN and the statement 'the other stood patiently with his sword in tow' that the CG mentioned, Feng Bujue had grasped many things.

However, as Flashes of Sword studied Feng Bujue, there were many things that eluded our star player. The man who stood far away was wearing a purplish suit, attempting a cheap cosplay of the Joker from Batman. The weapons that he was holding were a pistol and a wrench.

Flashes of Sword could not help but wonder, What is this man up to? He doesn't look like a combat-specialized player. The close combat weapon he's holding is a plumber tool, but at the same time, he's also holding a long-ranged weapon. Is he training both workmanship and marksmanship? The 'One was worried with anticipation' that the CG mentioned should refer to him... In other words, he is more concerned than he appears?

The stalemate between the two did not carry on for long. Flashes of Sword was the first to make his move. He still had more confidence in his ability. He decided to test his opponent out first. After all, that was not going to exhaust much of his energy. If the opponent died from one hit, he was just that lucky.

"Ha! An aura of sharpness gathers around Flashes of Sword as he leaps into the air. The murderous air cuts into the clouds, causing the weather to shift and groan. The night clouds move as if shielding the moon from the blood that is about to be shed," the Taiwanese-sounding narrator said.

"Huh?" Both Feng Bujue and Flashes of Sword reacted the same way. There is narration to fighting in this scenario?

Following the narration, the sky really did darken. The wind picked up, and the clouds hid the moon.

"Why are you in such a hurry?" Feng Bujue turned and fled. After hearing that narration, he lost all desire to fight his opponent head on and decided to escape.

Seeing that, the confidence in Flashes of Sword grew. This was his first experience at a Killing Game and his first combat with another player inside Thriller Paradise. Initially, he was cautious of his opponent, but since Feng Bujue started running, that caution was quickly abandoned. Flashes of Sword followed up on his attack, picked up his speed, and started to attack with more power and aggression.

"His body slithers away like a dragon parting the waves. Gaining a pair of wings, the man seems to float above the ground, making little contact with the ground as he moves toward the horizon. Run! Run! Run! Feng Bujue turns and flits away.

"Sword flowing like water, aura as encompassing as waves, the waving sword seems to move the sea with its every move! Flashes of Sword continues the assault, his desire for blood growing with every second. The ground trembles under his feet, bending the will of the world under his desire!"

"What is wrong with the narration? Why does it sound so epic when I'm just running away?" Feng Bujue screamed as he made his swift escape.

Flashes of Sword was ten meters behind him, and he laughed. "Friend, once you accept this setting, it is quite interesting."

Bang!

Feng Bujue did not reply. He turned around to fire a shot and used the last bullet in his M1911A1. Then, he removed the magazine and continued to run without slowing down while replacing the empty magazine with the full one from inside his coat pocket.

"Looks like you're not that good a marksman," Flashes of Sword commented coldly. The bullet barely grazed him, and he was continuing the hunt. Even if Feng Bujue had been standing still, he would have had a hard time hitting his target, much less when he was running. Actually, his aim was not to hit his target but to see his opponent's reaction.

And Flashes of Sword's reaction was... not good, very not good... at least for Feng Bujue.

Flashes of Sword did not even attempt to evade once he heard the sound of gunfire, and he did not slow down. This explained two things. One, he was a stringent hunter. At least in game, he could overcome some natural human instincts. Two, and this was one of the conditions for him to accomplish one, he had to have something that would shield him from fired bullets.

To make matters worse, he even mocked Feng Bujue's marksmanship. To be able to drop a comment like that while keeping up with Feng Bujue, who had the Jazz Shoes' buff, this man's Stamina was unbelievably strong.

Heraldry, heraldry... Feng Bujue urged himself to think faster. I have to come up with one soon... or I'll die.