Chapter 506

Chapter 506: Island of Devil’s Maw (12)

“Timber~” Atobe shouted loudly while jumping up into the air. He launched a swift kick at a high spot on the trunk. That way he would ensure the tree would fall to the other side and would not crash down on the players who were standing on this side. The vines at the top of the trees had rapidly curled up and dried a few minutes ago so they did not stop the fall from falling. Several seconds later, one could hear the sound of rock brushing against bark, the howling wind as the tree cut through it rang out in quick succession before they ended with a giant hum of a thud against the ground.

“Ah~ I have been wanting to shout something like that.” After Atobe landed, he wiped away his sweat, picked up the sweat and said while assuming a pose that he believed to be quite handsome. Feng Bujue darted forward, ignoring Atobe completely towards the trunk of the tree that had been chopped off.

“Ah hah! An equipment!” Feng Bujue was the first to find the ‘reward’ mentioned by the treeman. But Brother Jue did not hurry to pick it up because in this new version of the game, there were many items that were bound to the players after they were obtained. If this was someone that was useless to him but extremely useful to others, then he would have harmed their team. Thankfully, Thriller Paradise Version 1.10 added a new function and that was the players would be able to examine the property to unidentified items once they were close enough, they did not have to pick them up.

Name: The Helm of a Pessimist

Type: Armor

Quality: Excellent

Defense Point: Medium

Element: None

Special Effect: Discern a safe route through the Haunted Swamp

Equip Requirement: Chosen Walker as their choice of faith

Whether it can be taken out of the scenario: No

Remark: All reality begins from a dream, but not all dream will ferment into reality.

This Helm of a Pessimist has the appearance of an ancient roman helmet and currently the equipment was embedded inside the tree’s root. The ‘aim at my waist’ given by the treeman was quite a big hint. If the player had aimed too high or too low, they might miss this equipment.Vissit novelbin(.)c.om for updates

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“I say... Brother Feng, how can you be sure that this is shit?” Uncle Worthless was cautious when he asked this question because he had a bad feeling about the answer that he might get.

“Oh, it’s like this... When I was in secondary school, the subject of my biological study is—’the research of horrible stench’.” Feng Bujue replied.

“Have your teacher lost their mind?” Ambitionist couldn’t help but comment. After saying that, he realized something and added, “Wait, they were forced into madness by you, weren’t they?”

“The assignment given was ‘free study’ so in other words, you could pick any topic you wish to research on.” Feng Bujue said, “I hesitated a long time between the study of horrible stench and the perfect crime. Considering the latter might cause some misunderstanding, I ultimately chose the former.”

“If you are afraid of causing misunderstanding, why can’t you just do what normal people did? Grow a potted plant, keep a growth diary and that should be it!” Ambitionist roared. “By the way... how is the research on the perfect prime part of biology?”

“In any case... I have made up categories based on human being’s level of tolerance towards different horrible smell.” Feng bujue ignored the man and started to explain his study with the fire of a mad researcher. “The lightest was ‘acceptable’, examples include smelly tofu and garlic; then came ‘generally despised’, examples include farts, body odour, smelly sock, moldy food and soon; then more serious will be ‘extremely despised’, which include the decay of dead body, shit...” He paused for 2 seconds to change his breath, “Last but not least is ‘irresistibly awful smelling’, the matter in this category were the greatest offense to our sense of smell, in fact some of them might actively harm our biological body, example include hydrogen selenide, ethanethiol and skunk...”

“And this bouquet of smell that is coming towards us...” Feng Bujue glanced at the direction. “...has to be shit. Because that is definitely the smell of indole and skatole. They are different from the smell of a dead body. Even though they both give off chemical smell that originated from the bacteria in our digestive system but...”

“Enough! Stop talking! Do you want me to vomit?” Using the axe as support, Atobe stood up again as he shouted to stop Brother Jue, “That is not the point okay! Can’t just tell us what that is and stop there? Why the need to go into details?”

“Ha ha... Of course, I have my reasoning to tell you all of these things.” Feng Bujue commented with a smile. “I am helping you a ‘disgust threshold’ mentally so that you guys can be better prepared to face what might come next.”

“What do you mean?” Pegasus widened his eyes. “Do we have to push our way through this stink?”

“Of course.” Feng Bujue said matter-of-factly. “Do you see any other option?”

“He’s not wrong...” Ambitionist concurred. “This place does not have a second path and going back is not an option... so no matter how disgusting the smell is, we have to move forward.”

“Don’t worry.” Feng Bujue shrugged. “After a while, your sense of smell will get numb to it. If you really can’t stomach it, the worst that could happen is vomiting.” He waved at Atobe. “Come on, don’t waste time. It’ll be over before you realize it.”

“Can I just force quit? Really, from the start of the scenario, I’ve been intending to do that!” Atobe resisted with all his might.

“Ah... It will be fine, Atobe.” Uncle Worthless added weakly, “When we reach the shit sw... Erm... Haunted Swamp, I will be one leading the way.”

“Hey! You meant to say Shit Swamp, right! Why the sudden change at the last minute?!”