“As expected of Nightmare Difficulty, this setting sounds difficult just listening to it…” Uncle Waste Chai said.

Feng Bujue continued, “In other words… besides completing the mission, we also need to find food and water to maintain our physical state.”

“Hmm…” Honghu muttered thoughtfully, “It seems this script is very long, at least twenty hours or more.”

“If the time is too short, the impact of this坑爹 (kengdie - pit-father, meaning ridiculously bad) setting won’t be apparent, huh…” Atobe-shonen complained with a frustrated expression.

“Ha!” Suddenly, Feng Bujue made a double-fisted striking motion toward the air beside him.

“What are you doing?” Honghu asked.

“Just loosening up my muscles.” Feng Bujue replied casually.

“Okay…” Honghu rolled his eyes, his expression as if saying, “You’re a lunatic anyway, why bother delving into it.”

“Everyone, the mission has appeared, let’s act quickly!” Tianma Xingkong then said loudly again.

Honghu turned to look at him and sighed deeply, “Alas… in a sense, people who dare to act without considering anything… are truly happy…”

“Eh~ I suddenly have an idea!” Tianma Xingkong suddenly said again.

“What!” Honghu exclaimed, “You actually thought of a strategy?”

“I’ll jump into the air first and observe the terrain of this island.” Tianma Xingkong continued, “Maybe I can directly see the location of that ‘Temple of Faith’.”

“Wait…” Feng Bujue looked askance at Little Ma Ge, staring with dead fish eyes, “Do you have a floating skill?”

“No.” Tianma Xingkong answered without thinking, “But I can jump very high.”

“Then do you have any means to reduce fall damage…” Jue-ge continued.

“Uh… no, I don’t.” Tianma Xingkong said, “But you can rest assured, I definitely won’t die.”

“You’re wasting your talents being a professional gamer…” Feng Bujue’s槽性 (caoxing - complaining nature) burst forth, and he continued, “You should go to the TV station to host a home improvement program, called *Real Men Don’t Read Manuals*. In front of your show, *MythBusters* can only be considered a middle school natural science experiment; *1000 Ways to Die* can at most be called a collection of autopsy reports.”

“Alright, stop teasing him.” Honghu said, “Knowing you have strong air control ability, go up if you want, no one’s stopping you.”

“I’ll be right back.” As Feng Bujue replied, he had already taken a few steps back. He stepped down, and shot up like an arrow.

After Jue-ge jumped into the air, Tianma Xingkong finally reacted to the meaning of the previous words. He showed a sudden realization and said, “Hmm? Is Brother Feng implying that I’m reckless?”

“Fū—hehe…” Uncle Waste Chai spat out a mouthful of smoke and smiled, “He just wanted to remind you not to waste survival points unnecessarily.”

They had just said two sentences when suddenly… “Ah—” a strange cry came from the air.

The next second, Jue-ge actually fell from mid-air…

In that instant, all four teammates thought that Feng Bujue had encountered an attack in the air. They all looked alertly at the sky, trying to find the figure of the monster in the purple mist.

“To be able to knock Feng Bujue down in such a short time… what kind of monster is it?” Uncle Waste Chai was secretly shocked, but his expression didn’t change much, and his reaction was extremely fast. He was the first to rush forward, wanting to catch Jue-ge.

However, Uncle Waste Chai quickly realized that Feng Bujue had not lost control of his body, nor did he need anyone to catch him.

Sure enough, two seconds later, Jue-ge landed on his feet and stood still.

“Ah… ha…” At this moment, Feng Bujue’s face was black, his expression was ferocious, he opened his mouth wide, and a subtle, hoarse strange cry came from his throat, as if a fishbone was stuck in his throat.

“Ka—ha…” Feng Bujue moved his hands quickly in the air, gesturing repeatedly, constantly pointing to his mouth, and looking at his teammates with a very anxious expression.

“He’s poisoned!” Atobe made a contribution this time. He was the first to understand Jue-ge’s meaning and shouted it out.

Hearing this, Uncle Waste Chai, who was closest to Jue-ge, immediately took out a detoxification capsule from his bag, raised his hand and threw it into Jue-ge’s mouth.

After swallowing the medicine, Feng Bujue immediately stopped moving and stood stiffly in place for a few seconds, probably looking at the status in the game menu…

Soon, the blackness on his face faded, and he regained his ability to breathe and speak.

“Haa… haa…” After escaping danger, Jue-ge simply sat on the beach and gasped for breath, “Huff… that was close…”

“Hey… what exactly did you encounter?” Honghu asked.

“Haa… what… nothing…” Feng Bujue replied while panting, “I jumped to a high point… took a breath, and then he喵的 (tā miāo de - his meow, a minced oath) got severely poisoned.” He dry heaved twice, then continued, “When I was in mid-air, all I could see was purple mist, I couldn’t see anything at all, and the closer I got to the center of the island, the thicker the mist became.”

“Is this mist poisonous…” Uncle Waste Chai muttered, and unconsciously raised his head, “Then we’re standing here…”

“Don’t worry.” Feng Bujue waved his hand to interrupt, “I estimate… this mist only produces toxicity at a certain height, as long as we stay on the ground, we’ll be fine.” He paused, glanced at his status bar, “Huff… but the effect of this poison… is really immediate, in just those ten seconds, my survival value has already lost 41%…”

“Understood.” When Honghu heard this, he already had some deductions, “The system is very clear that someone among the five of us has the ability to be in the air for a long time, so it uses this method to make us lose our air superiority.”

“Yeah, it should be like this…” Feng Bujue continued, “In addition, the way the mist poison invades the human body is still to be verified… maybe this poison can not only be infected through the respiratory system, but also directly penetrate the body through the pores. In that case… as long as the player goes into the sky, whether they breathe or not, they will be poisoned.”

“Actually, there’s no need to verify it, right…” Honghu continued, “Even if you fly into the sky wearing a full set of virus protection suits, you still won’t be able to see anything.”

“Ah…” The two sighed in unison, “It’s really a tight defense…”

Tianma Xingkong, who was standing on the other side, scratched his head and said, “Are you two overthinking it? Isn’t it tiring to guess like this? Do you also count how many times you chew when you eat? You have to swallow after a few chews anyway. In my opinion, the boat will naturally straighten when it reaches the bridge, if we can’t go to the sky, let’s just walk into the island directly.”

“Heh… you’re right.” Feng Bujue stood up with a smile, patted the sand on his clothes, “I also think it’s time to change our strategy.”

“Hey, hey, are you also planning to give up thinking?” Honghu said, “Don’t go too far!”

“No, I’m not giving up thinking, but… I’m no longer 100% dependent on thinking.” Feng Bujue replied, “Little Ma Ge’s words do have some truth… based on my many failures in team nightmare scenarios… in this mode, it’s impossible to deduce and verify all the plots and fLAgs, because this mode is indeed too difficult.

In a single-player nightmare scenario, death means the end, because there’s only one person playing. But in a team nightmare scenario, death is not the end… dying one or two people, or even dying and leaving one or two people… doesn’t count as a failure, because in theory, as long as there’s still one person alive, the script still has the possibility of being cleared. Therefore, in this mode… there will be a certain chance of those death traps appearing without warning or hints; the more players try to deduce and verify… the easier it is to increase the chance of death.

Many times, we need to make choices without any hints. To put it simply… to clear a nightmare difficulty team survival script, you need 70% rationality and 30%… intuition.”

“You might as well just say you’re relying on luck…” Honghu retorted.

“Luck is also part of strength.” Feng Bujue shrugged, “It’s like gambling, calculation is important, but it doesn’t guarantee you’ll win.” He spread his hands, “Of course, I have to state that my luck is very bad… very bad.” He then looked at Tianma Xingkong, “But I can see that there’s a guy with爆棚 (baopeng - bursting) luck here.”

“Yeah… for him to have lived this long is truly a miracle of life…” Honghu chimed in.

“What are you guys talking about again?” Tianma Xingkong interjected with a puzzled expression.

Jue-ge’s long speech just now felt like [shashashasha——] to Little Ma Ge.

“Hmm… it’s nothing, lead the way.” Feng Bujue said, “The boat will naturally straighten when it reaches the bridge, right…”