Chapter 463

Chapter 463: Cursed Hospital (1)

At 0:07 am on the 3rd of June, Feng Bujue left Xiao Tan’s conference room and returned to his own log in lobby. During that period, he and Passing Rain, Xiao Tan and Laughing Soul discussed about decorating their conference room. They had decided to make Xiao Tan’s conference room their main meet up spot. Therefore, the man should be responsible to purchase stuff like sofas, tables, luxurious meeting tables and so on. The wallpaper and flooring should be changed. After all for a rich second generation, money was never an issue...

By now, the group was quite familiar with each other already. Even if they did not meet up in Thriller Paradise, they would chat online. They had discussed quite a bit about the Tournament for the Best a few days ago. Therefore, when they came online today, the four did not bring up the tournament itself but they were sharing the prizes. After showing his ‘prizes’, Feng Bujue shared the four sleuthing and medic skill cards with his guild mates. With regards to that Rankyaku... he planned to just sell it back to the system. This kind of horrible skill card probably wouldn’t get a good price at the auction house anyway.

For now we shall not talk about Xiao Tan’s rewards but return back to Feng Bujue...

Currently Brother Jue was level 43 and his level was far ahead of his three other guild mates. If he queued up with them, he would cause the difficulty to rise and lower the reward. Therefore, during this period, he won’t have much opportunity to play with them. For that, he already came up with a plan. In the following days, he would decrease the days he spent online and only focused on nightmare scenarios. If he failed, it was fine and if he passed, he would never choose EXP for the additional reward but equipment. After all, he had the magical disintegrator so it did not matter whether the equipment was bound or not...

At this point, I believe the astute readers would know what was coming next...

Title: Hatred Collector; Title Skill: Pot of Hatred

EXP: 21000000/43000000, Skill Points: 5306,Game Coins:1564000.

Masteries: General Ability B, Workmanship C, Sleuthing D, Fighting A, Marksmanship C, Medic D, Sorcery C, Summoning C

Inventory (11/15): Mario’s Wrench, SCP-500 (4/20), Compound Anti-Gravity Gun, Miss Moxxi’s Bad Temper, Bell of Jin Gang, Life Points Recovery Potions (M) x5, Endless Grenade Box, WJQ-308 Military Shovel (permanent), Fly Agaric x1, Pocket Watch of Deceit, Soul Coffin

Equipment: Death Poker, Echo Armor, Artemis’ Embrace, Embedded alchemical enhancement device, Void Steps, Madam Shadow’s Caress

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Storage (2/10): Jazz Shoes, Puzzle Card- Strawberry

Skill Tab (12/12): Not so hasty repair, Body Enhancement Spell-Upgraded, Alchemist’s Determination, Flying Dragon Fist, Summoning—Musashi Koganei, Geppo, Rankyaku, Desert Wind Spinning Kick, Kamekameha, Summoning—Bason, Yakyuken, below the belt shin kick

“Playing the scenario introduction soon. The game will start right after.”

“Hmm... It feels like I’m moving downwards...” Feng Bujue commented as he listened to the system announcement. “With this kind of entry method... there is probably no opening CG, right?”

And he was wrong...

Tsk tsk... sha sha...

Suddenly, the touch screen next to Brother Jue... changed into a different image. An irregular, wave-like black and white pattern appeared on the screen and it was accompanied by a strange staticky sound. During the 80s or 90s, this would often happen when you watched television using the antennae. But after the industrial development, even if the television had no signal, the screen would show a slate of regular and soothing screen of snowflakes. This image that Brother Jue was seeing... had become quite a rare scenario. But Brother Jue was nothing but an aficionado of old films so he knew about this because this was a common cliché in old horror movies...

“Tsk... you... tsk tsk... are...” From the strange and blurry screen, came an intermittent voice, it sounded like a man, “tsk... late again....”

Feng Bujue moved to the screen guardedly. He furrowed his brows as he leaned in closer. He thought to himself, [this is the opening CG?]

“Tonight you are late again.” The voice continued to say. Even though it was still hard to make out his voice, but thankfully the game menu provided the translation service and kindly offered subtitles.

“Obviously, you are a horrible nighttime guard. First you can even get to your workplace on time. Secondly, you are often slacking off at work, you do not patrol when you should but hide inside the security room to sleep.

“And whenever the chance presents itself, you will tease the nurse and female doctors on night duty.

“No one likes you, Leicester

“You are an irresponsible, horrible, unsalvageable piece of garbage.

“Your good look gives others a good impression but within three sentence, that good impression would be shattered by your lack of mannerism. Tonight will be your last night at work. Of course, you still do not know that but let me tell you... the human resource has already decided to fire you. You will be replaced by a retired gentleman. He was injured in the war and has some problem with his left leg but everyone believe he will do a better job than you.

“Now go and finish your duty, or rather... bungle your last night at work, do whatever you like.”