At night, black clouds obscured the moonlight, and Wu Renzhao wore the clothes he had taken off from the attacker and wrapped his whole body tightly to resist the severe cold.
In the middle of the night, he couldn't bear it any longer and fell asleep in the freezing cold wind.
He was a hungry refugee, and after killing two people in a row in the afternoon, his energy was really limited.
"puff--"
He Zhao woke up from severe pain while sleeping.
His eyes were about to burst, but unfortunately he couldn't see clearly who had attacked him.
[Congratulations on surviving for 8 hours. It is undoubtedly a smart choice to be alert behind you, but even in your sleep, you must always be alert to the reapers wandering in the dark. 】
[Rating: None.]
[Enemy killed: Xuandu Army recruit infantry (1), refugee (1).]
[Reward: 1 simulation coin (killing enemies).]
【Can I play back the simulation career?】
【My wallet: 14 simulated coins.】
"Gan!!"
Died again.
"Despicable, shameless, and obscene!"
Don't talk about martial ethics.
He unexpectedly attacked me, a newbie who was new to the world.
He Zhao touched his neck and recalled the attack in his dream.
Severe pain, suffocation, shock and anger were all mixed together, and the brutality of the attacker was simply outrageous.
Although he couldn't see clearly everything in the darkness, the coldness that penetrated his soul made his heart chill.
"I still don't believe it!"
【Life after life, the joy will be endless!】
He Zhao expertly killed the black-armored infantry, followed them into the village, and killed the despicable locals as much as possible.
Then he endured the cold wind all night. He leaned against the wall and opened his eyes wide. He wanted to see who killed him even if he died.
As a result, the night passed calmly.
"Something's wrong, I can feel it. There seemed to be a gaze watching me last night."
"Sleep during the day and fight hard at night. I must see clearly who you are!"
He Zhao closed his eyes and felt determined. This time He...hurriedly...poof!
There was a familiar sharp pain in his throat, and before he could open his eyes, the body fell to the ground weakly.
"Plop!"
[Congratulations on surviving for 16 hours. After surviving the dangerous cold night, you finally missed a move.]
[Rating: G.]
[Enemy killed: Xuandu Army recruit infantry (1), refugee (1).]
"Replay! You couldn't see that low-key guy who only knows how to sneak attack in the middle of the night. In broad daylight, I don't believe you can't see him."
He Zhao controlled the simulator and quickly forwarded to around eight o'clock the next morning.
Then he turned off the playback in dismay, because the attack came from outside the screen, and a sharp wooden javelin came with a whoosh and penetrated his throat.
One hit kill!
"If you have this means and don't force the cavalry to attack me, a little homeless man, are you still a human being?"
The guy in the dark was like a seasoned hunter, not only skillful but also very patient. He had to wait until He Zhao relaxed his vigilance, closed his eyes, and then suddenly launched his killing move.
"Okay, you're patient, right? I'm going to congratulate someone on a fight with you today, let's see who can't stand it first."
He Zhao closed his eyes and once again entered the simulation scene of "Conquest from East to West".
"puff--"
The javelin pierced the throat again. What was better than the last time was that he was finally able to open his eyes in time.
Unfortunately, there are only ruins in front of it. Apparently the opponent quickly moved his position after throwing the ball.
[Congratulations on surviving one day...]
[Rating: G.]
[Enemy killed: Xuandu Army recruit infantry (1), refugee (1).]
The third time he entered, he endured it for two days and two nights. The moment his upper and lower eyelids fell asleep, he felt a severe pain in his throat and GAME OVER.
[Congratulations on surviving for two days,...]
[Rating: G+.]
[Enemy killed: Xuandu Army recruit infantry (1), refugee (1).]
Surviving one day in a village is worth four days in a military camp.
"Come again!"
the fourth time.
"puff--"
"Come again!"
the fifth time.
"puff--"
"Come again!"
the sixth time.
"puff--"
"Come again!"
Chapter...
"Huhuhu——"
He Zhao woke up from the bed.
After dozens of simulated scenes, the longest survival time was four days!
The rating finally improved from G+ to F. This alone earned me 10 simulation coins.
During this period, he died countless times, and he would die from throwing as long as he was distracted.
Of course, it wasn't just the breakthrough in scoring, he also figured out some of the opponent's methods, and he seemed to have an extraordinary sense of danger.
In the last simulated scene, He Zhao actually escaped a death throw!
It was a mysterious and mysterious feeling. After subconsciously sensing the danger, he tilted his head. The sharp javelin passed by his neck and shot into the earth wall.
Then, before he could make any move, another sound broke through the air, and his eyes fell into darkness, and he woke up in the bedroom.
"Within three days, as long as I am distracted in any way, he will attack and kill me. Once on the fourth day, he will fall into a violent state as if he has been drugged, and he will throw javelins regardless, like a hunter who has lost his patience."
Speaking of that time with an F rating, even He Zhao didn't want to try it again.
Standing with your back against the wall, your eyes looking forward, and concentrating all your energy is simply not a feat that a person can do.
He Zhao was able to do it only because he had so much resentment in his heart that he persevered and persisted.
"Speaking of which, the talent of enduring hunger is truly terrifying."
For four days, without water or rice, his body did not feel tired.
Even though I am hungry, my physical strength is not affected.
"If you have a talent like cold resistance, why bother being trapped in a village?"
Not every time, he would fight to the death with the hunters in the village, force a breakout, swim across with arms, and tried various methods one by one, but most of them could only kill a black-armored infantry pretending to be dead to save money, without losing money or making a profit.
"This is the last time today. If I die again, I will vomit."
Everything seemed to be an arranged process, and dozens of experiences made He Zhao feel as smooth as every step.
Pretend to be dead, kill, follow, hide, eavesdrop, kill, and wait.
Wu Renzhao leaned against the wall with his eyes looking forward. The occasional blink would not cause the hunter hiding in the dark to make a sudden attack unless a fatal flaw was revealed.
When the sun rose on the fourth day, He Zhao felt a little nervous. He really admired himself for persevering for the first time. How strong was his anger at that time, so that he could grit his teeth and persevere until death?
"coming soon!"
When the first ray of sunlight falls in the morning, the hunter will go into a frenzy, and one sharp javelin after another will stab him into a hedgehog.
"Whoosh!"
The sound of breaking through the air sounded, and He Zhao tilted his head as if programmed.
"boom!"
Javelin nails are like earth walls.
The next one followed and was about to crucify him!
And if He Zhao had divine help, he could rely on his special talent of "Enduring Hungry" and use his abundant physical strength to forcibly reverse the inevitable situation.
"boom!"
Once again dodged the two fatal combos.
There seemed to be something gestating in his body, about to burst out of the ground.
"Whizzing!!"
Two consecutive sounds of breaking through the air sounded, and He Zhao concentrated on dodging left and right.
"Bang bang!!"
His face was red, and the strong premonition in his body was about to come out.
The next second, the whole person suddenly fell to the ground, the cold wind swept across his back, and four sharp javelins were nailed into the earth wall within a few centimeters of him.
Then he was like a squirming insect, using his legs to lift his butt and forcefully pull himself back a certain distance.
"boom!"
The wooden javelin scraped against his scalp and penetrated the wall.
Just a little bit closer.
At the same time, the strong premonition in the body that wanted to break out of the ground finally burst out.
[Congratulations on your independent awakening of talent!]