Ah, if he had some scientific knowledge he could tamper with his weapons, but he didn't . He just had the knowledge of running. And running. Soon he rushed past a sign that said EXIT and a few seconds later he smacked into a wall, before teleporing to level two of the Mad Monkey Jungle.

The monkeys here, apparently, weren't mad as in angry, but mad as in completeley and totally insane. Some monkeys were stuffing bananas up their noses, while others were auctioning off dirt clods. "This is gonna be EASY!" thought Jazz.

He was wrong.