【Current task completed, main quest updated】

When Feng Bujue obtained the third vial of potion, the task in the game menu [Find and capture the puppet Billy in the fourth corridor, and bring him to Rabbit in exchange for a vial of chemical potion] was already checked.

And the other task [Find chemical potions (3/4)] was also refreshed.

Feng Bujue's shot had the air of killing the donkey (rabbit) after it had finished grinding the mill.

Rabbit's head, hit by the bullet, burst open like a smashed watermelon, blood splattering everywhere, staining the table, floor, and walls red… and of course, Feng Bujue, who was close at hand.

Rabbit's kangaroo-sized body fell backward, overturning the chair, crashing heavily to the ground, its curled rabbit legs still twitching.

"What time is it now…" Feng Bujue didn't know how many times he had wiped the stains from his face, "Sixty-five minutes." His gaze moved to the table. The puppet Billy was gone.

"But it seems you can't continue acting in this play." Feng Bujue laughed.

The lights in the first cell turned on by themselves at this moment, and the puppet Billy appeared inside. He was still sitting in that chair, the light from above illuminating his sinister face: "Where did the flaw appear? Just because of Rabbit's one mistake..."

"There were too many flaws." Feng Bujue replied, "Just now was just the final test I used to confirm." He simply put the gun on the table, put his hands in his pockets, and slowly walked to the front of the cell door. "As for when I became suspicious… it must have been from the beginning."

"Hmph… even if you see through this scheme, isn't that a bit of an exaggeration?" Billy said.

"Don't believe it? Do you not believe it, or don't you want to believe it?" Feng Bujue's tone was full of provocation. "Anyway, I won't be poisoned for another twenty-seven minutes, so there's plenty of time. Let me explain it to you slowly."

He walked to the side, picked up the chair next to Rabbit's corpse, dragged it to the front of the cell door, and sat across the bars from Billy. He cleared his throat and began to speak: "I won't repeat your opening remarks in their entirety, but in short… I think that was a carefully crafted speech, full of traps and inducements, and completely tailored to me personally. As you said later, you can indeed 'accurately understand people's hearts,' at least you know what kind of method to use to guide the direction and progress of my reasoning." He smiled, "But there was one sentence you shouldn't have said… 'You will encounter some people, witness some things, your sights and sounds may change your actions and interfere with your judgment.'"

"That sentence… was just…" Billy wanted to interject.

But Feng Bujue directly interrupted him and continued: "...just wanted to use my reverse psychology to make me afraid to believe that what I saw was an illusion and what I heard was a lie." He paused for a second, "But you and I both understand that this is the truth. Your entire opening speech, at least from your perspective, was all the truth. You wouldn't deceive the players when announcing the rules at the beginning of the game. I think that's a kind of arrogance, a kind of persistence." He spread his hands and pointed to Rabbit's corpse, "Even when it's necessary to lie, you try not to speak yourself. In most cases, you just remain silent, or say a few ambiguous, seemingly mysterious words. And those deceptive tricks are done by a rabbit and..." Feng Bujue imagined Alden's image, "...and some monster that I don't even know what it is."

Feng Bujue habitually ran his index and middle fingers down his forehead and touched his nose: "There is no second timeline at all, and the four corridors don't lead to twenty-three, forty-six, sixty-nine respectively. The rules for adding or subtracting time whether you go forward or backward... are all smoke bombs." He moved his face closer and gently tapped one side of his temple with his finger. "You use my penchant for solving puzzles to guide my thinking and actions with a set of false rules.

You're really good. You must have considered my reasoning steps in advance… the existence of the rooms, the distribution of the potions, the length of the corridors, the time required to pass through the corridors, etc… You knew very well what information to give me and what information not to give me.

According to your guidance, I actually only had one route to choose."

Feng Bujue raised one finger: "In the fan-shaped room at the beginning, the performance in the first corridor was very successful. That really made me wonder for a long time. You also understand that, according to my way of thinking, after seeing that scene, I would definitely choose other corridors to explore first. And at this time, two, three, four..." His fingers changed accordingly, "...no matter which one I went down, it would be the same. You just needed to improvise a little when making up the rules.

No matter which one I entered, you would definitely arrange for me to meet Alden first. That ghost story challenge was like a strange message used to disrupt the investigation at a murder scene. Sending me directly to the end in that way actually seemed normal, because the more inexplicable the situation, the less likely people are to investigate it deeply.

When I arrived at this so-called 'cell,' the good show officially began. Rabbit and Alden's words, plus your appearance in the cell, were all to make me believe in your corridor time theory.

That way, in order not to create a time paradox, and also to avoid the ninety-two minutes of map time, I only had one path to choose—return from the second corridor, come back from the fourth, and finally go to the first. That's what you wanted to guide me to do, and it's the only route that all of Rabbit's theories point to."

Feng Bujue turned his head and looked at the first corridor: "To put it more bluntly, you want me to go to the first corridor with an inertial way of thinking, holding the gun you gave me, and kill 'someone' behind the door without thinking." He looked at Billy again, "In your calculations, I should only have one Contra badge left at that time, not two like now; I would have obtained three bottles of potion, and I would be about to clear the level; plus the scene you showed me at the beginning… that was like a time bomb buried in my mind. At the last moment, given my personality, I have to admit that even if I would die, I would definitely try to reverse that scene..." He pointed to the gun on the table again, "In short, according to the script you imagined, I would definitely go to the first corridor in the end, open the door, and kill anything that appeared in front of me."

Billy's attitude at this time already had a bit of a 'nothing to lose' feel to it. It was a different kind of composure: "Since you've reasoned to this point, why don't you guess why I wanted to do this?"

"It's very simple. You want to break out of prison, right?" Feng Bujue said.

As expected, he hit the nail on the head. Billy's face raised slightly, speechless.

"I think… this entire space we're in is a 'prison.'" Feng Bujue glanced at the four cells in front of him again. "These four cells are just decorations." He tapped the iron bars of the cell door with his hand. "Now that we've gotten to this point, let's talk about a few obvious flaws. When I saw SCP-173, I was very sure that the rabbit was talking nonsense. It said that the four prisoners were originally locked up here, ha… but how could a cell holding 173 use a barred door?" He joked, "Could it be that you, the unblinking puppet, are responsible for staring at 173 through the iron bars all year round?"

"Furthermore, Alden and 173 both have the ability to teleport. What's the point of these corridors being so long?" Feng Bujue added. "Also, having Rabbit claim to be replacing Samodir's role is definitely a mistake. When you're in the same room, your presence and pressure are more than twice that of his. Could he keep an eye on you?"

Feng Bujue shook his head and sneered: "In my opinion, the real jailer is guarding the entrance to this space, and the gate of this prison is in that first corridor." He spread his palms and pointed at Billy. "There's no doubt about your ability to manipulate space. I think… the length of these corridors and the changes in all the rooms in the space are all at your whim, right? How long it takes me to run through the corridor and how long it takes me to encounter the room is also in your control.

But, you and your subordinates, or rather, your inmates… put on such a play, make up complicated rules, create various psychological cues, control the information I obtain, and patiently set up a scam… just to make me do something so easy?

You gave me the gun. Alden has fingers that can pull the trigger, and Rabbit can try too. Why don't you guys do it yourselves?"

Feng Bujue crossed his legs: "At first, my reasoning was… that door, you guys can't open it, or you can't touch it, can't get close to it at all." He revealed a smile, an evil smile, "But after thinking about it carefully, I realized…"

Feng Bujue didn't say the basis of his thinking. His basis was actually the plot introduction [Overlapping space-time, a deadly game, endless terror, a nightmare of reincarnation.]

This passage was the prompt given by the system at the beginning of this script, not narrated by any NPC or Boss. These four sentences are the real key to unlocking the secrets of this script.

The sentence "overlapping space-time" happened to coincide with Billy's scam, confusing Feng Bujue in a sense, but at this moment, when he took out the information from these four sentences to speculate, Feng Bujue understood.

"You guys have done this countless times, right?" Feng Bujue laughed. "After you kill the jailer, you can't escape, right?"

Billy replied, "Is that funny?"

Feng Bujue said, "Then tell me, why isn't it funny?"

Billy replied, "Killing the jailer not only doesn't allow you to escape, but also triggers a cycle of reincarnation. The power that I, Rabbit, and Alden had regained before… especially the control over space-time, will return to the starting point, as if time has reversed, with only our memories remaining.

The SCP-173 you mentioned… I don't even know what it's called. It's not our inmate, but part of the punishment. Every time we break out of the cell, we will be 'reincarnated,' and then encounter a brand new monster similar to 173 in the cell, being tortured and killed countless times… until our power recovers and becomes strong enough to control the prison again."

Feng Bujue said, "So, you want to use my power to break this cycle of reincarnation?"