A Passerby in the Comics Got a Vest Script

Everyone knows that people around the protagonist are generally not ordinary passers-by. But Bai Bei is an exception. As the protagonist's older brother, he is just an out-of-place background c...

Chapter 37: The Source of Pollution (6) “No matter what, you shouldn’t…

Chapter 37: The Source of Pollution (6) “No matter what, you shouldn’t…

Good news, Shen Que found the magician's location.

Bad news, no one was stopped.

"...You didn't say everyone from U is here! There are so many pollutants gathered together, my pollution value is about to explode!" Shen Que, who was besieged by the outnumbered, still didn't get the potion. The value of the monitoring bracelet became extremely high, and Fei helped him clean it up.

Fei saw that the man was alive and well and didn't look like he was in any trouble. He checked on his companion and was relieved to make sure he was not injured. "Where is the magician?"

"Heading that way." Shen Que nodded in that direction, recalling the route he had taken not long ago. "It's towards the shelter. Looks like they're going to cause some trouble again."

Fei was puzzled by his leisurely attitude. He took out a conversion ball and stuffed it into Shen Que's hand. "Why aren't you anxious at all? Did they bribe you while I was away?"

"The U guys just left not long ago, and there are restrictions on choosing the pollutant faction. Most of the items in the mall can't be used." Chen Que was still in the mood to make a few excuses. He straightened his messy hair and put his hat back on. "How can we get back so quickly?"

President Fei sensed something was amiss. The ball spun nimbly between his fingers. He suddenly asked, "Among those core members, is the magician the only one present, or are there others as well?"

The situation was so chaotic at the time that Chen Que hadn't had time to think. Fei's words finally brought him back to reality. After all, neither the Operations Department nor they were in the shelter. "He's alone... Damn, these people are playing dirty. The shelter's going to be robbed."

Fei held the prop in his hand but hesitated to use it. He stopped Chen Que and did not send anyone back with him. Instead, he gave him another task. "Go find the magician. There are too many people in the shelter. Don't let them come over."

Shen Que: "...Me again?"

Fei: "There's no need to check the research institute. Switch to the operations department's communication channel and call them over."

Shen Que: “That’s fine.”

After giving the instructions, Fei used the props to return to the shelter. He stood in the dimly lit room, took a few steps forward and pushed open the door, but ran into Shi Yu and others who were about to come in. The young man's expression showed surprise, and a tall and thin man stood next to him.

Shi Yu looked at the people in the room, then at the NPC beside him who was about to give them the central key. He was a little confused for a moment, "Didn't you say you only have one sister?"

The real NPC stared at the person in front of him, "Who are you? Why did you pretend to be me and break into my room?"

Because it's fun () Believe me, Brother Fei, he must have his own reasons for doing this. It's definitely not for fun.

[Buhao, our NPC has become a fun player]

[I will decide who the NPC is. Little N, you can still play as the same character. Brother Fei, why don’t you just play as a BOSS? Bu Yao, just for fun, you can steal other people’s professions, orz]

Fei looked away as if he hadn't heard anything. He raised his foot and was about to leave, but the other man clearly wasn't going to give up the pursuit. He blocked the only way out and asked, "Did you take the key to the central control?"

Hearing this, Shi Yu also looked over. Su Yang and Wen Tingxu were standing behind him, their gazes inquiring.

"What central key?" Fei spread his hands and lied without hesitation. Fortunately, he put the key back to its original place as soon as he came back. "I don't know what you are talking about."

The NPC, who clearly showed disbelief, walked past him and headed inside. Fei made way but didn't leave either, waiting at the door as if nothing had happened. He glanced lazily at the figures coming and going in the corridor, and the straight figures that flashed by seemed so familiar to him.

Fei straightened up, his eyes suddenly turning cold, and he abruptly pulled away several people before the man approached. Shi Yu originally thought he was going to run away, but he saw him stretch out his arms to block him, confronting a man whose face he couldn't see clearly.

"Don't involve other people." Fei firmly blocked the people behind him, not leaving him any chance to take advantage of him, "Do you think you can bully a few students now?"

The person opposite chuckled, and he slowly took off his hood, which was pulled down very low. His raised hand was wrapped in bandages, and almost no skin was exposed. The counselor's face was revealed, and the curve of his mouth was still wanton and casual.

"How can you call it bullying? I just wanted to meet new friends." The counselor said slyly, deliberately pointing out another point, "You're so eager to jump out. If you don't know, you might think you're a junior related to you, a big player like Fei."

He almost exposed all of Fei's background and pointed out his other identity that he had deliberately concealed.

Fei didn't even blink. He replied calmly, "I'm just helping to look after my friend's brother and some of his classmates. Don't make things worse."

What? Wait a minute! No?! We, our brother really knows Fei?! Hey, I'm not making this up, this is official! Why else would they know each other? (Shocked)

[Brother Fei said: Helping to look after the younger generation of a friend's family. I heard: Yes, we have three children.]

[And listening to Fei Shen's words, it feels like they're very familiar with each other... Who would have thought that our robot brother would be a deadly killer even without appearing, easily becoming the number one player in the ghost story game and defeating everyone else? This makes me feel like they've become a real couple ()]

How come you guys in U always like to add the words "big player" when calling Feishen? It's almost like flirting. Is that okay?... Okay, you all went crazy after knowing that he left the game. Our Brother Fei is truly incredibly charming.

[Brother Fei feels so safe protecting this wave. Who knows... This man has already dunked everyone just by standing here. All the fathers-in-law in the world kissed him without hesitation.]

Upon hearing this, Shi Yu involuntarily reached out and tugged at the bandage on Fei's arm. He didn't use much strength, and he didn't loosen it. He just drew the attention of the people in front of him. "So you know my brother... Do you know how he's doing now?"

Since the ghost story began, Shi Yu and his companions have run to all the places where Bo Bei might have gone but couldn't find him. They asked the Operations Department but they couldn't explain it clearly. He was so anxious that he almost went crazy. After finding the shelter, he thought his brother might be there, but he still didn't see anyone.

Fei's words made him feel a little relieved. It sounded like they had talked before. Shi Yu had an inexplicable trust in this stranger, and a sporadic dependence that he himself was not aware of. It was probably because the feeling Fei brought revealed a strange familiarity.

"He's safe." Fei didn't look at Shi Yu. He examined the counselor, his eyes never moving away as he captured the silent opening and closing of the person's lips in front of him, piecing together a few words.

—pierced his shoulder.

Fei reacted quickly, turning back and grabbing the approaching blade. His fingers tightened, not releasing their grip until blood flowed across the silver blade. He stared at Shi Yu's unfocused eyes; he was being controlled.

He knew that the counselor couldn't have come here without doing anything. Fei snatched the weapon from Shi Yu's hand and pushed them all into the house. When he faced the counselor again, he raised the weapon in his hand high and knocked the man's gun away.

The door was closed behind him, and Fei placed the tip of the knife against the counselor's neck, cutting through the bandage and pressing close to the beating pulse. If it went any deeper, blood would spurt out.

"No matter what, you shouldn't attack them."

Fei's temper was simply the best it had ever been. These people challenged his bottom line one after another. If he hadn't tried his best to stay calm, he really wanted to stab them with the knife.

"Your pollution index can't be low. Over 80, your consciousness is basically approaching insanity." Fei remained surprisingly calm. In a voice so calm it was terrifying, he asked him, "Do you really think I have no way out?"

The consultant replied calmly, "I know you can manipulate the pollution level. Do you want to make me a pollutant?"

The counselor's ability is a complete control type, which can manipulate both humans and monsters, but it has no effect on Fei. He doesn't know whether his own ability can counter it or what, but in short, it is ineffective.

He is a control system, and even if his combat ability is not low, Ying Shangfei has no advantage at all. Even those with strong attack skills like the poet were overwhelmed, let alone him.

"Wow." The consultant felt the pollution factor activate and glanced at the monitoring bracelet. The skyrocketing pollution value on it made him sigh with emotion. "What a surprise! I thought that magician was lying to me, but he turned out to be right."

The consultant's eyes grew frantic, as if he weren't being pointed at by a knife. He even took a step forward, letting the sharp tip pierce his skin. "No wonder the boss specifically ordered you to come here. You're the perfect fit."

"It's such a shame if you're not here, but you shouldn't be helping those losers. What good has the Operations Department given you? Kwaidan is the kind of thing you and I are most compatible with."

Fei did not have the cutting edge of the knife. He looked at the approaching counselor indifferently. If he continued to move forward and the artery in his neck was cut, it would be his own fault.

Compared to Fei's lack of reaction, the system seemed extra excited: [Is he cursing you?! What do you mean by "it's a pity he's gone?"! Damn you, @,#&*!]

After hearing the second half of the sentence being forcibly muted, Fei said: "...Where did you learn those swear words? Why did you block them?"

System: [It seems to say that this is a special protection mode set up to protect your physical and mental health. Swear words will be automatically muted.]

Fiji:"……"

Fei: "I have two questions for you. How is Shen Que doing? Also, who else is there in the shelter besides the counselor?"

[Don't worry about Shen Que. Besides the counselor at the shelter... huh? Why is the poet here too? Isn't he unable to use items? Doesn't his ability allow him to move around?]

"It's his ability. He can shift space."

The wandering shadows enveloped the entire bedroom. Fei needed a certain degree of contact to activate his ability, so what he liked to infiltrate most were those shadows that could be said to be everywhere. The closed barrier formed an indestructible shelter.

Even if it is broken, he will know it at the first moment.

"You are going to destroy the shelter." In the original plot, there is also an insider plot in the shelter. The character who defected to the pollution camp would take the initiative to tell the location to the pollutants with independent thinking. With the help of the players, the shelter finally escaped.

U is naturally not a traitor. They have chosen the pollution camp and intend to destroy the shelter directly.

A pitch-black crack stretched across the ground he was standing on. The expanding crack left behind an endless hole. Except for the walls, everything in the corridor was swallowed up by the black hole. Fei impatiently retracted the dagger and used the shadow to pave a new platform under his feet.

He stared at the other end of the corridor, where the incident started.