"Craig!" The Secretary of Homeland Security roared at the "savior" before him. "No! How could you possibly be here!"

The four protagonists behind Craig also saw the situation. Cartman pointed at the Secretary of Homeland Security and said, "Hey! Isn't that the dumbass who sent us to this godforsaken place!"

Two Homeland Security workers and two soldiers also approached at this time. One of them asked, "Sir? What's going on?"

The Secretary of Homeland Security hurriedly retreated a few steps, pointed at the five children, and said, "Take them out!"

"Huh?" The two soldiers holding submachine guns were stunned. "Why?"

"They're a Peruvian panpipe band that escaped," the Secretary of Homeland Security replied. "We must nip it in the bud!"

Stan quickly raised his hands. "No, no, listen to me, the Peruvian panpipe bands can drive away those guinea pigs." He explained, "The reason the whole world is in this disaster is because you chased away all the bands."

The Secretary of Homeland Security quickly interjected, "Don't listen to him! I said, take them out!"

Kyle also raised his hand and shouted, "If you don't believe us, see for yourselves! The Inca prophecy is inside the ruins."

At this moment, the IQ and values of the Homeland Security idiots miraculously came online.

One of the workers said, "Sir, perhaps we should listen to them. It wouldn't hurt to take a look."

A soldier next to him added, "Yeah, they're just kids, sir."

The Secretary of Homeland Security gnashed his teeth in hatred, took two steps forward, and clenched his fists. "Damn it! That detestable Craig!" He said to Craig, "You just won't give up, will you!"

Craig replied with a pained expression, "I haven't even said anything yet..."

But the Secretary of Homeland Security's IQ had already gone offline, and no one could stop him from revealing his conspiracy. "For thousands of years, terrifying monsters have lived in the valleys of Peru, hidden in that lost world. The Incas knew how to trap those monsters... by using panpipe music, because guinea pigs can't stand that music..." he explained in detail. "But the prophecy says... one day, the monsters will be released, and I..." He paused. "...am the one who will release the monsters."

Everyone around looked at him in shock, perhaps because they didn't understand... why this guy would reveal his entire conspiracy.

"The Incas prophesied that a savior would descend..." The Secretary of Homeland Security pointed at the Complaining Emperor. "That's you... Craig!" He emphasized. "But, this prophecy will not come true, because... you will all die here!"

Before he finished speaking, the gun had already fired.

A soldier standing behind the Secretary of Homeland Security decisively opened fire, trying to shoot the culprit.

The bullet pierced the Secretary of Homeland Security's chest, and he belatedly looked down at the bullet hole in his chest, but not a drop of blood flowed out.

"Ha... hahaha..." The Secretary of Homeland Security sneered.

"You... you're a monster too," the soldier pointed at him.

"Oh~ I'm more than just a 'monster'," the Secretary of Homeland Security replied calmly. "I'm much more powerful than them." With that, his face suddenly began to twist, and his mouth opened to an unbelievable extent.

In the next second, visible red electricity floated around the surface of the Secretary of Homeland Security's body, and his entire skin convulsed as if it was about to be torn apart.

In just three seconds, the monster disguised as a high-ranking American government official revealed its true form.

It was... a Guinea Pirate (a giant guinea pig wearing a pirate coat).

"Oh my God!" Stan exclaimed.

Craig remained calm. "Mr. Monster, I assure you, I have no intention of disrupting your plan. I'll just walk away, you see..." As he spoke, he walked to the side.

As he walked, Craig unintentionally stepped on a large floor tile with black and white carvings on its surface. When he stood on it, the floor tile under his feet suddenly emitted a blue light and rotated upwards.

At the same time, the eyes of the golden giant statue not far away also lit up with the same blue light, and the short staff in its right hand immediately shot out a golden ray, pointing at the floor tile.

The moment the ray hit the floor tile, Craig's eyes also suddenly lit up, spewing out two blue beams of light. He didn't do anything himself, just stood there, and the two beams of light automatically blasted towards the Guinea Pirate.

"Oh! No!" The Guinea Pirate shouted in pain.

"Okay... at this moment my eyes are firing shockwaves..." Craig complained in his calm tone.

"Stop! Ah! Craig, I curse you!" The Guinea Pirate fell to the ground and let out a final groan.

The four members of Homeland Security, as well as the four protagonists, all stared blankly at the scene before them.

Until the monster lost its resistance, the beams of light in Craig's eyes automatically disappeared, and the floor tile under his feet also rotated back into place.

Craig walked down from there, without saying a word, just sighed deeply...

Up to this point, everything was the same as the plot of the tenth and eleventh episodes of the twelfth season of *South Park* in Feng Bujue's memory. According to the normal plot, the Homeland Security personnel would soon contact headquarters, the imprisoned Peruvian panpipe band would be released before dawn, and the guinea pig crisis would also be lifted in the morning.

But...

[Sandbox 022986 Grand Event Completed]

[Mirror Shielding Deactivated]

[Clone Script Will Be Cleared by the System in 600 Minutes]

[Level Three or Higher Personnel Please Return to the Reverse World Immediately]

[Level Four Personnel May Freely Destroy Script Data Using Remaining Time]

[Good Luck]

At this moment, all the Derivatives in this "Clone Script" world heard these prompts.

...

At the same time, Feng Bujue was in the shopping mall, discussing with several script characters what song to play with the panpipe band.

Suddenly, a loud burst of static filled his head.

"What's going on..." This was a tactile sensation he had never encountered since he started playing the game. "Where's that sound coming from..."

Feng Bujue knew that the sound wasn't received by his ears, but through some other means. His first reaction was to open the game menu to check if this was some kind of abnormal state.

As a result, he found that his status was perfectly normal, but for some reason, all the fonts in the task bar had turned into garbled characters.

"What's the situation?" Feng Bujue muttered. "The task system crashed?"

Boom—

A loud noise interrupted his thoughts.

Brother Jue looked in the direction of the sound and saw that a large piece of concrete from the ceiling dozens of meters away had collapsed, and a figure falling from the sky was standing in the rising dust.