In the quiet woods, Mengzhu slowly sat up while leaning on a wooden stake. She rubbed her lower back. Although she still felt severe pain all over her body and there were some holes in her burqa, it wasn't very important now.
This was not the first time she had been seriously injured like this in the free world. Having seen a lot, I naturally have some experience.
Under normal circumstances, if the player's character is seriously injured that almost bottoms out the blood volume, it will be difficult to recover on its own, at least there is no way to slowly restore the blood volume. But in some cases, you can heal yourself, such as taking a magic potion that is enough to heal the injury, or knowing how to bandage and first aid, temporarily dealing with your seriously injured body, or using more advanced magic to heal... Of course , in a place like Novice Village, it is difficult to get a bottle of ordinary withered herb potion, that is, a blood-restoring potion, let alone a first-aid method with similar skills and a magician like a fairy.
But simple bandaging can be done by anyone, all it takes is some strong and clean strips of cloth. But Mengzhu was knocked to pieces by the wild boar. Several bones may have been broken, but none of the injuries targeted by the bandage could be found.
The little girl grinned and thought for a long time, but couldn't think of any effective way. Apart from committing suicide, she seemed to have no choice but to crawl back slowly... Maybe she should find a wooden stick first? Maybe I can stand up...
Mengzhu struggled, took out a cloth belt from his waist with his left hand, temporarily wrapped his right hand that could no longer be lifted, and looked around at the same time. This is the edge of the forest, in the wilderness close to the grassland. Amidst the chirping of wild birds, various flowers and plants are scattered around. There are also some fallen leaves on the ground, but there is nothing that can be used as a walking stick...
In the forest in the distance, there is still the faint sound of wild boar howling. It seems that the bad uncle is not dead yet...
He's not dead yet! Sure enough, the lifespan of disasters is very long.
The girl thought bitterly, then leaned against the root of the tree and put her hands on the ground, trying to stand up slowly, but she tried several times without success, so she gradually gave up. She sat close to the tree trunk, hoping that the system might be kind and allow her to recover a little from her injuries. She also calculated that she had lost a lot this time and even lost her weapon. If she didn't want to die, she would have to spend a fortune on treatment when she returned. Fei... But first she must be able to come back alive. By the way, there is also the bamboo basket. It was lent to me by the old woman in the herbal medicine shop. Now it is impossible to get it back. I don't know how to explain it to her when I get back. After a while, I thought about whether the uncle was already dead. It would be better if he died. He was so bad and kept throwing himself around. Then he realized that the wild boar would come to find him again. , thinking about it this way, it would be better for that uncle not to die...
His thoughts began to scatter, and Mengzhu's spirit was in a trance. The focus of his eyes wandered here and there, and his consciousness slowly drifted. Dimly, I seemed to hear footsteps coming from around me.
Oops, if a player finds himself seriously injured, will he be robbed...
Subconsciously raising herself up with one hand, Mengzhu tilted her head and looked in the direction outside the woods. Her right hand was still hanging by her side, and her left hand was clenched, praying in her heart that the worst scenario in her imagination would not happen. Then, a voice sounded behind her.
"What are you looking at? Did you call someone to save you?"
Mengzhu turned around and saw the bad uncle she had been thinking about for a long time.
"This way I can save some energy and don't have to think of ways to send you back... Don't look at me like that, I know what you are thinking, you think I will be sent back to the novice by that stupid pig In the village." Saying this, Duan Qing walked over from the shadow of the woods. His clothes were ragged and his hair was a lot messy. Some bruises could still be seen on the skin exposed due to the torn clothes. The sun was about to set and the sight was not very bright. It was only after Duan Qing approached that Mengzhu noticed his miserable appearance at this time.
Shock, surprise, and anger flowed through my heart one after another, and finally gradually calmed down. The girl curled her lips and wanted to mock Duan Qing's embarrassed image, but when the words came to her lips, she still didn't say them out. Then, she noticed that behind Duan Qing, in the shadow of the trees, there was another person standing looking at this side.
To be precise, it's an NPC.
"Okay, go back quickly, it's very dangerous here."
The man looked like an uncle in his forties or fifties, with a square face, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a resolute expression. Although he had a beard, the black beard was mixed with some gray. He was wearing a wheat-colored straw hat, a red and black plaid shirt, gray overalls, and brown boots. His whole person gave off a reliable... farm uncle image.
Compared with Duan Qing, this uncle is obviously much more reliable.
But Mengzhu's first impression was not of a reliable uncle, but of a fierce uncle, because that uncle carried a huge pitchfork on his shoulder.
The long wooden pole reflected an oily light, which was proof that it had been used for a long time. However, the tip of the pitchfork that reflected the cold light looked very sharp and showed no signs of wear. And at this moment, the sharp tip was covered in red, and blood was dripping down.
The uncle stood there with a calm look, and there was no sign that he had experienced any fierce battle before. Noticing Mengzhu's observation, the uncle nodded to the girl, and his stern expression relaxed slightly.
He was discovered... Realizing that it was not polite to stare at others, Mengzhu lowered his head in embarrassment. The uncle didn't pay attention. When Mengzhu looked up again, the uncle had disappeared. , seems to have gone away.
Duan Qing looked at the dazed girl sitting on the ground and shook her head helplessly: "Hey, hey! Wake up!"
It’s really unscientific to actually survive...
"Little stars are about to jump out."
Although he was badly beaten by a wild boar, he was later rescued by someone, but...but...
"You are the same uncle, why is your attitude so different?"
But this person is so annoying!
Under the setting sun, the miserable girl sitting on the ground suddenly burst out to the equally miserable man standing next to her: "You still have the nerve to say it! Do you have someone who looks like an uncle? Look at your bird's nest head facing the sky, like The look on Cai's face, why didn't you die and wanted to be rescued? Just now you threw me so hard that I almost died. I asked you to throw me, I asked you to throw me..."
Chirping, chirping, the girl held on to her remaining health, waving her arms and beating Duan Qing's calf, complaining loudly, not looking like a dying person at all.
"It's you who said I'm an uncle, and you're the one who said I'm not an uncle... It's indeed a woman." Duan Qing ignored the girl's noise and knelt down to signal. Remembering that he had no way to go back, Mengzhu struggled for a while, then resigned himself to his fate and climbed up behind Duan Qing, letting him carry her on his back. But it was definitely impossible for her to admit defeat, so she still said reluctantly: "I, I can say whatever I want! Also, I am a girl! I am still in my youth..."
"Okay, girls can do it, right? Little sister Mengzhu?"
Mengzhu's face turned red again, and then he counterattacked angrily: "Don't call me that, are we familiar with each other? You just threw me so many times, and my body and mind were severely hit. I I haven’t settled the accounts with you yet. You have to compensate me for the cost of my treatment..."
"Hey, if people who don't know hear these words, they will think that I bullied you... Also, I am very poor."
"Liar! You can even beat a wild boar, but how much money can you make?"
"So I didn't kill the wild boar, it was the... uh, uncle, he stabbed him to death with a fork..."
The afterglow of the setting sun spreads over the grassland south of Green Stone Village, as if coated with a layer of gold. The lush wild grass sways back and forth in the breeze, looking like a natural dance. A figure carrying a girl on his back walked among the dancing wild grass, gradually passing through the dance venue. The girl's seemingly energetic voice and the man's helpless response alternated, and there was no clue that they were strangers they had just met today.
During this process, Duan Qing also vaguely explained to Mengzhu what had just happened in the woods.
Duan Qing said that he struggled with the wild boar for a long time, and then a fork flew over and stabbed the wild boar in the head accurately. The wild boar died without even struggling. You can imagine its power. Then the uncle appeared from the darkness, walked to the body, pulled out the pitchfork, and after briefly asking about Duan Qing's condition, he took him out of the woods.
As for the process of how he got entangled, it was naturally explained in one stroke using Spring and Autumn's brushwork.
"It's said that the uncle suddenly appeared and wielded a demonic trident. He shouted loudly and fired out the trident in a row! The wild boar was forced to retreat step by step, unable to parry... Well, the wild boar seemed to No weapons to parry..."
"Stop, stop, stop... I know, I know." Mengzhu stopped Duan Qing's nonsense story with a headache on his face, and then frowned in thought: "But according to your description, I do think of a person. "
"What, that Black Wind Evil God actually knows you? The heroine is really secretive. Dare you ask your name..."
"Cut the nonsense, do you want to know?"
"Think, think..." Duan Qing finally stopped his impromptu performance.
"Humph..." The girl lying behind seemed to become happy, then lowered her head and placed her chin on Duan Qing's shoulder, and began to speak in a low voice in a low voice: "This village has There are many incredible legends, and I heard that many unconvinced people tried it, and they all died in the end..."
"Well, I just finished my performance, you want to do another one, right?" Duan Qing received it.
"Don't interrupt, the atmosphere is gone..." the girl whispered, and then continued to lower her voice: "The uncle just now must be the hunter in the forest from Novice Village Seven Unbelievable."
"It is said that if you are in danger in the Emerald Forest, the hunter will appear and lend a helping hand to you. You must accept the help of the hunter, and he will help you escape from the forest. But if you refuse With his help, he will..."
"I'll kill you, right?" Duan Qing curled his lips in boredom, "How many years have I been using this routine..."
"Hey, you're not afraid..."
The original lively voice was used to create a ghostly atmosphere, which was really hard to be frightened, but Duan Qing still smiled and continued: "So, the uncle just now is the legendary hunter, right?"
"I made it up. But there's nothing wrong with the general content..." Mengzhu whispered: "But it's really... very similar, even though we were on the run for a long time... ....”
The two of them actually only escaped for more than ten minutes, but due to the tense state of the parties and the extremely fast attack and defense rhythm, the process felt very long. Duan Qing was also very aware of this "illusion", but he did not explain it. He was just rethinking the uncle's performance and considering the possibilities.
After the silence lasted for a while, the entrance to the village was also at their feet. Duan Qing, who came back to his senses, seemed to realize something was wrong and brought up the topic again: "What other weird stories are there? Let's talk about it..."
"Ahem... For example, the village chief has actually lived for hundreds of years. I heard that if people in the village violate the rules, they will be sent to the village chief and then eaten by him. This is his The secret to longevity..."
"A year ago, an old man with a loud voice came to the village. He often sang tunes at the top of his lungs. Every time a bard in the village passed by and sang, he would sing along, um, or make trouble. .....I heard that if you don't say something nice after hearing him sing, you will be beaten to death by him. Oh, by the way, I heard that he is very good at beating..."
"There is a house on the northern edge of the village, but it is said that there is no one there. You can usually only see a little boy. Every time you go near the small house, you can hear his cry for his father... ."
Just like a parent telling a story to a child at night, Mengzhu's intermittent voice gradually became heavier, as if the next moment, the person who coaxed the child to sleep was about to fall asleep first. Duan Qing did not interrupt her ghost story, but quietly accelerated and ran towards the east of the village. It is said that there is the only medical clinic in Greenstone Village there, but Duan Qing has never been there before - the injury he suffered today is the most serious injury he has suffered since entering the game, but he can still be alive and kicking.
The chattering voice behind him seemed to have never stopped, but the breath was gradually becoming less audible. He was anxious, so he could only continue to chat with Mengzhu while searching: "Hey, you just said a bit too much, I counted, it seems that seven have passed..."
"Really...how do I know how many there are..."
"You don't even know what you are talking about. You are so unbelievable... Hey, hey."
"..."
"Are you dead? If you die, just say 'I am dead', so that I can leave you and run away..."
"You are just...dead..."
Is there a concept of excessive blood loss in this game... The two of them are not in a team situation, and Duan Qing doesn't know what her status is or how much life she has left. He ran as fast as he could, regardless of the physical exertion. Finally, when he passed through an alley, his eyes suddenly lit up and he saw a sign with a red cross placed at the door of a certain lobby.
Thank God, the production team did not design a hospital badge in this game that fits the background of the Free Continent...
According to the population of a small village, one medical clinic is enough to treat the wounded. However, there are many new players in the Novice Village. None of them know how to play, and injuries are common. The injured will naturally come one after another, and there will be no vacancies at all. This medical clinic is not big, but it has a spacious place. There are many simple wooden beds in the lobby behind the door. There are many open windows on the white walls around it. The walls are also a bit old, hinting at the age of this building. ancient. Several people in white uniforms walked around between the hospital beds. From time to time they ran over to discuss with a person behind the counter at the door, then walked into a door behind the counter. After a while, they came out with something and ran to Continue the treatment in front of the hospital bed - I want to go to the room behind the door, which is probably where the medicine is stored.
The lobby was very quiet. When Duan Qing broke in, there were many players lying on the beds. Looking at the miserable conditions on those people, most of them were the kind that they had no way to solve. A few of them looked very sad, and they looked like they were either sick or poisoned. Duan Qing composed himself, and then laughed at himself for his panic.
"What am I afraid of? It's not really death, and there's no death penalty in this game..."
While muttering, Duan Qing understood in his heart that with the improvement of the realism of virtual technology, death has gradually become an issue that is unavoidable for everyone.
No one likes to die, so no one likes to experience the feeling of death. In the early days of virtual games, due to low realism, games were still just games, so players could ignore life and death and squander their lives at will. However, with the development of technology in recent years, the reality of death has gradually increased, and the pain and fear of death have gradually become unavoidable.
When the problem was put on the table, various universities and various experts and scholars also launched protracted discussions on this issue. However, even today, no one can solve it perfectly. But no matter what, technology is still developing, games are still going on, and players can only try to adapt to the feelings brought by this unknown realm. As a professional player in the league and a veteran of virtual games, things like pain, stimulation, and death have become commonplace, but most ordinary players naturally cannot adapt to these things, and do not want to adapt to them.
So they all fear death.
After finding someone who looked like a doctor and explaining the situation, Duan Qing placed the girl down and then walked to the counter, intending to pay the treatment fee in advance.
Sitting behind the counter was an old woman who looked very old, with a wrinkled face and curly brown hair. She was also wearing a doctor's standard white coat with a wooden sign on her chest.
Attending doctor: Claire. This is what Duan Qing saw from the wooden sign.
After paying twenty Ebri coins first, Duan Qing said that if it was not enough, he could deposit more. The old lady named Claire was quite kind, and the wrinkled lines became more zigzag with her smile: "No need. Already..."
"Be careful when taking risks in the future so you don't get hurt again," she said with a smile.
The old woman's warnings are always so heart-warming... After briefly explaining the girl's injuries, Duan Qing walked back to Mengzhu's bed and found that the girl was also looking at him blankly.
You-have nothing-to--,
Duan Qing said to the girl silently. The expression was very exaggerated, and the grin made Mengzhu laugh again, and then he wrinkled his face in pain because of the injury.
"This...here is...where..."
"Hospital."
"I, I don't want...the treatment fee is so expensive..."
"Hey, twenty gold coins are too expensive for you, and you didn't agree that I would pay for you in advance, but you forgot about it so quickly..."
Perhaps remembering something, Mengzhu turned sideways with difficulty to prevent Duan Qing from seeing his expression: "Then, let's make an agreement..."
"By the way, why should I remind you..." Duan Qing slapped himself in the face: "Forget it, I want to emphasize that it is an advance payment, an advance payment! You have to pay me back later... .Hey, did you hear that...forget it, I'm leaving."
Looking at the girl's slightly red ears, Duan Qing shrugged helplessly. When an NPC in white came towards the girl's bed, he turned around and walked out of the place. Therefore, he naturally did not hear the girl who turned over and ignored Duan Qing, muttering with her eyes closed.
"I won't pay it back...thank you."
