Chapter 1 No Rest for the Weary

Since he hadn't used any consumables in the last script, Feng Bujue didn't bother with resupply at the shop and directly entered the queue.

【Feng Bujue, Level 28】

【Please select the game mode you wish to join.】

【You have selected Slaughter Mode (Free-for-All), please confirm.】

【Confirmed, the random team size is: six players.】

After this sentence, Feng Bujue experienced the longest wait he'd ever had entering a game. He waited for more than three minutes, and the next line of prompts still hadn't appeared.

"No way?" Feng Bujue thought to himself, "Since it's a free-for-all, you should be able to pull in six people of roughly the same level, right? What's taking so long?"

Little did he know... this was just the beginning.

Next, after a long wait of twenty-five minutes, Feng Bujue still hadn't been matched into a script, and he couldn't interrupt the queue or do any other operations...

"What's going on? Is the server stuck?" Just as he was about to force an offline.

【Matching complete, coordinating neural connection, script generation in progress…】This prompt appeared in time.

【Loading begins, please wait.】

"Hehehe... Let your opponents tremble, let them experience true terror!"

Feng Bujue was stunned when he heard this. "Although I've heard this line a few times... what's with the familiar voice and highly recognizable sinister laughter..."

【Loading complete, you are currently in Slaughter Mode.】

【This mode offers a script summary and has a chance to generate side hidden quests and special world settings.】

【Script victory reward: Randomly draw a usable Perfect grade equipment.】

Feng Bujue was shocked the moment he saw the victory reward, and thought: There's such a thing, winning guarantees a Perfect grade equipment, and it's even "usable"? This is insane!

Surprisingly, that was just the beginning...

This time, he didn't enter the passive viewing mode to watch CG. The subtitles for the plot summary appeared directly on the touchscreen.

At the same time, the elevator he was in began to move, moving upwards at high speed.

【Gotham City, 2009.】

【After Bruce Wayne died in a battle with Darkseid (also known as Darkseid, the Dark Lord, the strongest New God and ruler of Apokolips), the security of Gotham City was severely out of control. Gang forces rampaged, and supervillains such as Two-Face and Penguin fought fiercely, trying to seize the city's hegemony.】

【Nightwing (Dick Grayson, the first Robin) and Batgirl established the "Oraculum" organization—a team composed of reliable allies—to try to control the situation. But this crisis lasted far longer than they imagined.】

【The city has fallen into a vicious cycle. The gangs have discovered that Batman is gone, and they realize that this is a great opportunity to redistribute Gotham City's underground power. Everyone has joined in this carnival of crime, not only those established bosses, but also some younger, more ambitious newcomers, who have begun to show their talents.】

【The Gotham police have reached the brink of collapse. The police endure long hours of dangerous patrols and worry about whether their families have been attacked. Many people find that... they have no choice but to resign.】

【Riots and robberies are everywhere... the mayor has declared a state of emergency in Gotham City.】

【The people of Gotham City are looking forward to the appearance of a savior, someone who can restore order to the streets.】

【They are looking forward to... Batman.】

【While fighting crime, the superheroes in the city have also launched a series of struggles to decide who will inherit Batman's mantle.】

The subtitles and voiceover for the plot summary ended here, and the elevator stopped at this moment.

Feng Bujue remembered several instructions regarding the Slaughter Mode, especially the most crucial one: 【Slaughter Mode focuses on player-versus-player combat. In this mode, the horror elements of the script itself will be weakened, any world view or mission may appear, and the map size and layout will be generated according to the number of players and their respective abilities.】

Therefore, Feng Bujue was well aware that the appearance of such a world view was normal...

【Main Quest Triggered】

【Become the only surviving player in the script】

After this prompt appeared, the elevator doors opened, signaling that the script had officially begun.

Ta-ta-ta—

As soon as the door opened, Feng Bujue heard the sound of a submachine gun, and his first reaction was to roll over while covering his head.

"No way! I just entered the map and I'm already being ambushed?" Feng Bujue exclaimed, "There's no reason for that, right?"

He was clearly overthinking it… In this mode, the six players were naturally assigned to different parts of the map, and the elevator doors of the landing space opened at the same second.

The gunfire that Feng Bujue heard was just a masked thug in the script shooting at the ceiling.

It turned out that outside Feng Bujue's elevator door was the lobby of a bank, and a robbery had just begun the moment he came out.

"Everyone get down!" A bandit shouted.

Before he even finished speaking, Feng Bujue was already lying on the ground. At this moment, he looked up and immediately understood the situation in front of him.

"One, two, three people..." Feng Bujue instinctively collected the information he saw and made a lot of inferences, "Two seem to be doing heavy physical work, one has a sailor's tattoo on his left hand, but his posture of holding a gun and walking doesn't look like he's received professional training, so he can be ruled out as having a military background..." His eyes scanned the direction of the bank door, "There should be another robber in the car across the street, their driver..."

"Don't move! Can't you understand what I'm saying? Bastard! Show me your hands!" The bandits were trying to control the scene, and they were very successful.

Feng Bujue's position was quite far from the counter, and there was a pillar next to him. As long as he lay on the ground and didn't make too much movement, the bandits wouldn't notice him at all.

"Jackets, jeans, sweatshirts, sneakers, leather shoes... all plain clothes, wearing ski masks that can be bought in stores." Feng Bujue was very calm, and his analysis of this gang of bandits was going on quickly in his mind. "The one guarding the door and the two who are packing money each have a pistol. The guy with the tattoo on his arm should be the leader, with a pistol and a submachine gun..." He snorted and thought, "Judging from the information I have so far, none of these three are professional criminals. At best, they are just armed civilians, and the driver in the car is probably even worse than them..."

"Hey! What are you doing!" The bandit with the submachine gun suddenly shouted at his accomplice who was packing money, "Do you think I'm blind? Take out the money you hid in your jacket pocket, don't do stupid things, understand? You idiot."

"Hmm... the possibility of a family gang can be ruled out..." After seeing this scene, Feng Bujue had basically completed his observation of this group of people, "Hmph... three petty thieves, without a detailed plan in advance. From the movements of the guy at the door looking around, it can be judged that he doesn't know which direction the police car will come from. And the one packing the money hasn't figured out how much to pack is appropriate.

As for the leader, he doesn't know the location of the camera or how long it will take for the security alarm to attract the police. If the accomplice responsible for driving across the street runs away after hearing the siren, he definitely doesn't have a backup escape plan."

Feng Bujue quickly stopped looking at these people. He covered his head with his hands, buried his face in his arms, and lay obediently on the ground: "I'd better mind my own business. The more amateurish criminals are, the easier it is for them to do unpredictable things. If I rise up to resist, who knows what these guys will do? At that time, these three will enter a state of startled hysteria, and the situation will get out of control instead."

But about five minutes later, Feng Bujue raised his head again: "Should I remind them... it's time to retreat." He suddenly thought of something again, "It's not that I look down on you... The three of you have completely failed to estimate the time it will take for the police to arrive, and how much money you pack is entirely based on greed. This will definitely delay you for a long time. When the police car comes, you will definitely panic and lose your composure after hearing the siren, and it is very likely that the retreat will fail and turn into a hostage situation..."

"Damn it! The police are here! Let's go!" Sure enough, at this moment, the robber standing at the door heard the siren and shouted.

The robber who was packing money quickly zipped up the two backpacks filled with cash. The leading robber stepped forward and took one, and the two dragged a backpack each towards the door.

At this moment, both backpacks were filled to the brim, but it was this process that caused the robbers to miss the best opportunity to escape...

"Hey! Hey! Damn it!" The robber at the door shouted twice towards the street, turned his head, and met his two accomplices head-on. He pointed to the street and said, "That son of a bitch ran away!"

"Damn!" "Damn it!" The other two robbers also cursed.

In fact, even if the accomplice hadn't run away, the three of them wouldn't have had time to cross the road...

The street in front of the bank was quickly filled with police cars, and a group of police officers opened the doors and rushed out one after another, aiming their guns at the bank door.

A police officer holding a megaphone shouted classic nonsense into the bank: "Listen up, people inside, this is the Gotham police. You are surrounded, put down your weapons and come out to surrender!"

"Back off! You bastards! We have hostages!" The leading robber hid behind a wall next to the door, turned his head and shouted at the outside, then lowered his voice and said to his accomplices, "What are you waiting for? Go see if there's another way out!"

Seeing the performance of these three guys and the development of the situation, Feng Bujue sighed helplessly and lowered his head again, "Sigh... a bunch of idiots..."