Chapter 1 Stan's Home

It took Feng Bujue a considerable amount of time to treat his wound. Firstly, the gash in his waist was much larger than he had imagined. Secondly, he couldn't take off his clothes (he could remove the ski jacket he’d obtained from the script, but not the long purple suit). Therefore, he could only stitch through the torn opening in his clothing, which hampered his efficiency.

Of course, the most crucial point was that he was terrible at this kind of sewing…

By this time, Sharon and Shelly had calmed down a bit, while Randy was still playing with the camera…

"Okay, I've turned the camera back on." Randy aimed the device at his face as he switched it on and began to explain, "Okay, I'm Randy Marsh, and I'm filming some stuff… A bunch of giant monsters are attacking our town, and it's total chaos outside the window right now." As he spoke, he turned the camera to face the window overlooking the street.

Through the window, one could see that the street was littered with fragmented corpses and overturned cars. Many underground gas lines had exploded, and the resulting fires were left unattended. And the living were either screaming and running, or lying in pools of blood, waiting for their blood to drain.

"I almost didn't make it back to the house alive, but this superhero [beep] saved me." Randy filmed Jue-ge for a few seconds, then turned the lens back to his own face. "Sharon is with me, and Shelly too…" As he spoke, he used the camera to film his wife and children, and in this critical moment, he maintained his style, devoid of all shame, and said, "Shelly, wave at the camera."

"Randy, can you put that damn camera down?" Sharon said sternly to her husband, "We need to figure out a plan!"

Randy replied righteously and shamelessly, "I don't know what to do, I'm stunned!"

"Why don't you put the camera down and help that injured gentleman?" Sharon suggested something that was actually reliable.

"Don't worry, Mrs. Marsh, I can handle it myself," Feng Bujue quickly replied. He didn't want the characters from South Park to perform any form of medical treatment on him.

In this world, let alone a character like Randy, even proper medical personnel basically never saved anyone; they killed people more often than not. In Feng Bujue's memory, Kenny was once burned and sent to the hospital, where the doctor cut him open, removed his heart, and replaced it with a baked potato. Another time, Cartman had his tonsils removed, but contracted AIDS after the surgery…

There were countless similar examples. Many characters, led by Kenny, had died in the Road to Hell Hospital due to various diseases.

In short, being treated by the people of South Park was more dangerous than asking them to kill him.

"Why don't we turn on the TV and watch the news? I'll be done here soon," Feng Bujue quickly changed the subject.

Sharon thought it made sense, so she quickly stepped forward and turned on the TV in the living room.

Randy's camera also focused on the TV screen.

Perhaps it was luck, but in such a severe disaster, the TV signal had not been interrupted, and the television station had not stopped operating.

As soon as the power came on, live footage of the disaster appeared.

"This is a live report from New York, which is also under attack by giant guinea pigs." The voice-over in the picture said, "Reports indicate that the guinea pig invasion crisis is sweeping major cities around the world…"

Randy exclaimed, "Oh my god? These monsters are all over the world?"

The live camera footage was a bit shaky, and the photographer seemed to be riding in a helicopter. The aerial footage showed that the damage to the big cities was even more severe. Guinea pig herds roamed the streets, and explosions and collapsed buildings were visible everywhere. Some soldiers were forming encirclements, using submachine guns to unleash powerful firepower on these monsters, but the monsters seemed unfazed…

"Look at those monsters…" Sharon pointed to the giant guinea pigs in the news footage and said, "Randy, what should we do?"

Before Randy could speak, another shocking event occurred. There was a loud bang…

The wall opposite Feng Bujue was smashed open, and the large head of a guinea pig poked in. The cute thing's face was as tall as two people, and its nose was making a low "woo woo" sound.

At this moment, Feng Bujue finished treating his wound and stopped the bleeding.

"Oh, my god! Oh, my god!" Randy shouted.

"This way." Feng Bujue had already stood up, opened the door behind him, and slightly stepped aside to make way for Stan's family. "Run!"

The couple didn't stand on ceremony with him, and ran out with their daughter.

The M733 CommAndo in Feng Bujue's hand had already spat out flames, with the impact points concentrated near the guinea pig's eyes.

But the giant monster was impervious to weapons from head to toe, and was hardly hindered at all, continuing to approach.

"Tch… it's really not afraid of conventional weapons at all…" Feng Bujue spat unhappily. He also understood that he had to use some means "that didn't belong in this script" to resolve the crisis before him.

Without a moment's delay, Jue-ge threw away his gun, took a step forward, and used the killing move he had acquired in the previous script, *Nanto Flying Dragon Fist*.

At C-level in the Combat specialization, the success rate of combat-type skills was already 75%. Added to that was the 10% extra success rate for all active skills from *Persistence of the Ice-Refining Sorcerer*, so the skill was naturally activated smoothly.

As 800 points of stamina were consumed, a ball of bright purple battle qi suddenly bloomed around Feng Bujue, and his fists turned into layers of phantoms as he struck forward.

Small pits formed by the fist qi instantly appeared in the area below the guinea pig's mouth.

This move, *Nanto Flying Dragon Fist*, looked very similar to the well-known *Hokuto Hundred Crack Fist*, but the two were actually very different. The characteristic of Hokuto Shinken is to explode acupoints, while the moves of Nanto Seiken are all based on cutting and piercing. The former is internal destruction, while the latter is external to internal.

Therefore, seemingly similar moves actually have completely different principles. The process of *Nanto Flying Dragon Fist* destroying a target (humanoid size) is divided into three steps: The first step is to disrupt the opponent's breathing and scatter their protective qi; the second step is to gradually accumulate the cutting force hidden in the fist wind on the opponent's body; and the third step is to unleash a lightning-fast piercing finger as the finishing blow.

When this move is completed, many red cracks will appear on the surface of the target's body. These are all cutting wounds that are connected by the final finger. And seconds later, when the power of the move is fully displayed, even if the person has a body of steel, they will be torn into blood.

But… the target in front of Feng Bujue was really too big…

His attack did take effect, turning a piece of the guinea pig's fur and the flesh underneath into blood, but this level of damage was far from fatal. To use humans as an example, the injury was roughly equivalent to having a piece of the chin flesh cut off with a razor.

However, the giant guinea pig was obviously in pain. It groaned and took a few steps back.

Feng Bujue was satisfied to have achieved such an effect. He quickly took advantage of the gap when the monster was forced back, ran back to the door, stuffed the medical supplies haphazardly back into his backpack, and put it on his back. Then he picked up his gun and ran outside.

…………

Headquarters of the Department of Homeland Security, in the office of the Secretary of Homeland Security.

At this moment, the Secretary of Homeland Security, who was essentially a monster, was sitting behind a desk as if nothing had happened, listening to reports from a group of staff and soldiers. Apparently, his killing of Davis had not yet been exposed.

"It seems that more and more guinea pigs are coming from all directions." A Department of Homeland Security staff member in a suit pointed to the map on the Secretary's desk and said, "We checked Wikipedia (one of the satirical methods commonly used in South Park, where various government agencies only check information online) and found that guinea pigs are a species from the Andes Mountains, which are here…"

The Secretary of Homeland Security crossed his fingers and placed his elbows on the table, striking a Commander Ikari pose. He replied, "The pan flute band… how is it being handled? Have they been sent to Guantanamo Bay (located in southern Cuba, famous for being used as a US military detention camp) yet?"

Everyone else in the office looked at each other. One of them replied, "Sir, we have bigger problems than those street performers right now…"

"Have you…" The Secretary of Homeland Security rudely interrupted the other party and roared as he slapped the table, "...put them on the ship?"

"No, sir," the man replied. "We've transferred all the personnel handling the pan flute band to deal with the guinea pig crisis."

"I've already given you orders!" The Secretary of Homeland Security clenched his fists, pounded the table, and stood up. "Those Peruvian pan flute bands should have been put on a ship to Guantanamo last night!" He pointed to himself with his thumb and roared, "I'm in charge here! I want you to put the pan flute band on a ship and send them away immediately!"

After a brief silence, a soldier replied in a very normal tone, "Yes, sir." Then, his voice gradually became smaller, "But you don't have to shout at people." After saying that, he turned around and left, sobbing like a bullied child…

…………

While the Homeland Security idiots and glass hearts were being played around by their Boss, the plane carrying the children had landed in a clearing adjacent to a jungle somewhere in Peru.

In addition to the five elementary school students, there were only two crew members on the plane: a mustachioed pilot and a tall co-pilot.

At this moment, the two of them were squatting in front of a communication device that looked like a large radio. The mustachioed man was holding a walkie-talkie, constantly calling out, but getting no response at all.

More than half an hour had passed since they landed, but the truck that was scheduled to pick them up had not arrived…

"The satellite can't connect, and the radio isn't responding either." The mustachioed man seemed to have given up. He put down the walkie-talkie and said to the tall man next to him.

The four protagonists were standing not far from them. After hearing this, Stan walked over and said, "Okay… let me sort out the situation…" He paused for a second and said, "The Secretary of Homeland Security ordered you to take us five children to Peru, land in the Andes Mountains, and then have other government personnel come and pick us up. Then, they will tell us how to run to Lima, the capital of Peru, and defeat the Peruvian government."

After waiting for a few seconds, the mustachioed man replied, "That's right, that's how it is."

Kyle looked at this adult with no lower limit to his intelligence. "Do you think this plan is okay?"

"No, it doesn't make any sense at all," the mustachioed man replied immediately.

The tall man also added, "To be honest, the whole operation to encircle and suppress the Peruvian pan flute band… is baffling to us." As he said this, he extended an index finger from each hand and circled them around each other, his tone as if a child was admitting a mistake.

Stan spread his hands. "Since you also think that everything they're doing is inexplicable, can you send us home now?"

The mustachioed man explained, "Uh… you don't understand, kid. Our original plan was to wait here after landing for the people who were supposed to pick us up to refuel the plane, and then return… We can't go anywhere without refueling."

"Oh, that's just awesome," Craig, who was sitting far away and feeling sullen, interjected at the right time with a complaint.

"So we can only find another way to leave here?" Kyle asked tentatively.

The mustachioed man shrugged. "It seems that's the only way."

Ten minutes later, two Department of Homeland Security pilots who didn't even bring weapons led five children into a dense forest.

Craig, who was walking at the back, continued to complain calmly, "This situation is interesting. We just walked into a gloomy forest. It's getting more and more fun."

Cartman turned his head and said, "You know, Craig, your attitude is really annoying."

Kenny also chimed in, "Yeah."

Cartman continued, "No one wants to play with a guy who's always complaining."

"Hey… look ahead!" The tall man suddenly saw something and shouted loudly.

Everyone looked forward. On the ground ahead, there were many towering mounds of earth. The mounds were generally circular, with a diameter of at least six or seven meters, and the middle of the mounds seemed to be hollow. And these mounds were like… traces left by some giant creature when it crawled out of the ground.

…………

Feng Bujue rushed out of the house. Judging from the cursor on the radar, the three people hadn't run too far, so he quickly spurred himself on to chase after them.

As soon as he ran a few steps, he heard a low groan behind him. The giant monster that had been injured by the *Nanto Flying Dragon Fist* had crushed and passed through the entire house, chasing him onto the street.

Feng Bujue looked back and saw that the bloody wound below the guinea pig's mouth had begun to heal, and the rate was very fast, fast enough to be seen with the naked eye.

"Damn it… it can even heal itself." Feng Bujue thought to himself that he probably had to use *Demon Fighting Advent* to completely kill such a guinea pig.

But… even if he killed one, what would it matter? These "furry reapers" were everywhere, thousands upon thousands. Killing one wouldn't change the overall situation, let alone a hundred. Perhaps that's why the system gave him the task of "surviving."

"I'm not a main character in South Park, I could die if I'm not careful when I encounter these monsters…" Feng Bujue muttered as he ran forward, "Speaking of which… in this kind of major event, where did the Super Best Friends (an organization in South Park similar to the Justice League, whose members are Jesus, Buddha, Muhammad, Krishna, Joseph Smith, Lao Tzu, and Aquaman) go? Are they playing hide-and-seek?"

Woo—

Another strange noise. A white giant guinea pig pushed down a row of houses along the street, blocking Feng Bujue's path.

"Ah—ah! My arm!"

In the mouth of this monster, there was still a passerby. The person's entire left arm was already in the guinea pig's mouth, and blood had stained half of his body red, but his arm was not completely severed, which caused his whole body to be bitten up.

Looking at this passerby, whose feet were kicking wildly off the ground and who was constantly screaming in his mouth, Feng Bujue didn't say a word, very kindly picked up his submachine gun, and swept the guinea pig's face, killing the person…

While firing, Feng Bujue moved sideways, circling half a circle around the guinea pig, using the width of the street and his speed to successfully dodge and rush to the back of the monster.

At this position, he could already see the family of three running in the distance.

Sharon was holding her daughter's hand and running in front, while Randy was following closely behind with a portable camera. He didn't delay filming while running for his life, and he was still explaining in his mouth: "Okay, we're running away, hah… hah… look, in front are my wife and daughter, they're also running away. Hey, Shelly! Wave at the camera."

Shelly cursed her father as she ran and looked back…

Boom! Accompanied by the sound of an explosion, another brownish-yellow guinea pig rushed onto the street and crawled towards Randy and the three of them.

The three of them were also panicked and desperate. In a panic, they ran into a bus on the side of the road.

The bus was obviously abandoned, and the doors were also open.

When Feng Bujue saw them running in, he immediately felt bad and cursed, "Damn it… this intelligence is exactly the same as the useless trash who die in horror movies. Running into the car and waiting to be caught in a jar is what they're doing!"

At this point, it was impossible for Feng Bujue to abandon them and leave on his own. He had already paid such a high price, and if he gave up on the task now and ran back to the shopping center alone, he would definitely be unwilling.

"I have to complete this side quest today, to hell with it!" Feng Bujue roared and rushed towards the bus.

But he didn't expect that just as he took a step, another gray guinea pig crawled out of the fork in the road and crawled towards the bus with its brownish-yellow companion.

The two monsters, like cats surrounding a can of fish, clung to the side of the bus, pushing and scratching, and the car was quickly crushed out of shape, and almost all the windows were broken.

At this moment, an unbelievable scene appeared before Feng Bujue's eyes.

Randy, ran out of the bus…

He ran and ran, running to a place five or six meters away from the bus, and then pointed the camera at the two big monsters on the bus, explaining in his mouth: "This is the picture I took outside the bus, oh yeah!" After saying that, he actually ran back into the bus…