After going out, Du Ge was not in a hurry to find food for Feng Jiu.
Both the world outside the simulation field and the martial arts world inside the simulation field are unfamiliar to him, and he needs to collect more intelligence.
Just now, when he was feeding blood to forcefully protect the opponent, he clearly noticed Feng Jiu's nervousness.
Lenovoing that Feng Jiu had said before that he would be eliminated in minutes, Duge guessed that there was a competitive relationship between the players in the simulation field, and the so-called civilian schools and elite schools should also be in opposition.
Feng Jiu once expressed his disdain for teachers in civilian schools who taught him "not to reveal your keywords".
But Duge believes that teachers will not make random mistakes.
In a competitive situation, it is quite correct not to expose your keywords.
Just like Feng Jiu's Taotie, it is indeed a good keyword, but once someone deliberately targets him and cuts off his food, it means cutting off his growth.
Comparing yourself with others and putting yourself in Feng Jiu's position, you will never leak keyword information easily.
The best way to hide keywords is to kill yourself.
Seizing a body is a hidden matter. In such a short period of time, the numbers on the panel are disappearing rapidly. There is only one possibility. Nine times out of ten, they were killed by one of our own people...
Therefore, Feng Jiu is definitely not sincerely cooperating with him.
The reason why he keeps eating those unpalatable straw mats is probably because he wants to recover his strength earlier than himself and then eliminate himself!
Of course, Feng Jiu woke up before himself, so he could have pretended to be a native and deceived him first.
But his injury at that time was probably not much worse than his own, and he had to rely on eating straw mats to heal his injuries. I'm afraid he was powerless to eliminate himself.
Moreover, for a seriously injured patient, the behavior of chewing on the straw mat was too abnormal.
As he said, he even ate the straw mat. Such keywords are too easy to judge.
Without knowing his keywords, Feng Jiu probably thought that he was exposed, so he thought of using cooperation to numb himself and delay time...
The only thing he didn't expect was that he would recover faster than him.
"... Let's cooperate, and I will take you flying..."
"...After you get out, I will find a way to transfer you to an elite academy..."
"Paralysis, inducement...ah, childish words!" Duger laughed, and did not hesitate to speculate on the other party with the greatest malice. There was a lack of key information. He knew that his speculation had big loopholes, but most of the information echoed logic.
The results can be derived. How can there be so many 100% in the world?
…
The sun was shining brightly outside, and the air was exceptionally fresh. Doug greedily took a breath of fresh air that was rare on earth, and was even more impressed by the reality of the simulation field.
If he only traveled through time without meeting Feng Jiu, he would most likely regard this place as a real world and take many detours.
This world is so real, it's just like the Matrix.
Judging from Feng Jiu's attitude, he did not treat this place as a game, but as a real world, which should be related to the alien battlefield he mentioned.
I just don’t know what the so-called alien battlefield is?
one way or another.
Traveling through time was much more enjoyable than living on Earth where you could see the whole thing at a glance. It gave him a lot of surprises and excitement just after traveling through time, and it was worth having a blast.
…
Shangwuyuan is a long and narrow courtyard with rooms of the same construction style connected in two rows. It looks like a staff dormitory.
In this world, there are qualifications for martial arts training. The qualifications of sparring partners are slightly lower than those of disciples. Feng Qi, who was taken away by Duge, and Feng Jiu are both children of poor families who were taken in by the Feng family since childhood.
In the Feng family, if there is no way out for practicing martial arts, it is destined to have no future, and the treatment is only a little better than that of servants.
At this time, there were several people wearing the same clothes as him in the yard, most of them had injuries, some had bandages on their arms, some were on crutches...
No one has a smile on their face.
Seeing Du Ge walking by, they just looked up at him lazily and didn't say much. This saved Du Ge from trouble. After all, although Feng Jiu explained, he couldn't match any of these people.
No. The more you say, the more mistakes you make.
Ignoring the injury numbers, Duge thought about the use of keywords and slowly moved outside Shangwu Courtyard.
…
"Old Qi, can you move around so quickly?" A strong man in his thirties came over and looked at Duge in surprise.
"It looks like he's seriously injured, but actually he's fine. He'll be fine after he rests." Duge covered his chest and said with difficulty, "Lao Jiu is more seriously injured than me. I'll go out and find him some food..."
"Don't go, let me go!" The strong man looked at Duge and said with pity, "Lao Si and I carried you back yesterday. Don't I know whether you are seriously injured or not? You should rest for at least two days.
It will take months to recover. This time, Third Young Master is really cruel."
"You can't blame the third young master. He is also preparing for the martial arts competition. The opportunity to enter the Qiao family's holy land will only be good for the Feng family and not harmful..." Du Ge said casually.
"Mao's martial arts conference, how many years ago, when did the Feng family..." The strong man's words stopped suddenly, and he turned around and looked behind him.
There is no one behind.
Turning around again, the strong man looked at Doug in surprise, his eyes full of suspicion.
At this time, Du Ge unintentionally safeguarded the interests of the Feng family, and his body became lighter and lighter. He naturally knew that the person in front of him was suspicious.
This is a real world!
NPC’s IQ is too high!
Without the memory of the original owner, no matter how he disguises himself, the secret will be exposed in front of these people who live with him day and night...
Since he would be exposed sooner or later, Duge sighed and decided to change his strategy. The moment his body became lighter, he understood the ultimate meaning of maintenance. Only protecting one person would make the situation small, and protecting a group is the best way.
Feng Jiu mentioned the top ten in the simulation field several times, and there may be some special rewards for the top ten.
Duge actually wanted to enter the real world after time travel, but looking at the constantly changing ranking numbers, it seemed that there was no way he could come back in after exiting the simulation field.
It would be a shame to quit such a fun world.
After experiencing any kind of world, life will be more exciting. It is a second time travel. Anyway, the simulation field will only eliminate people, but not death.
As for the top ten, Doug thinks he can fight for it.
He is a serious person and will do his best no matter what he does.
Du Ge looked at the strong man and whispered: "It's better for me to get food for Lao Jiu. Don't speak ill of the Third Young Master behind his back in the future. It's not good for others to hear."
The strong man's face changed slightly, and he argued in a panic: "Old Qi, did I say anything? You must have heard something wrong."
Doug looked at him with a half-smile.
The strong man was nervous for a while, swallowed his saliva, and said in a low voice with a smile: "Lao Qi, fourth brother has always been the best to you."
"Fourth brother, don't be nervous, who among us is following the other!" Duge naturally knew his name and said earnestly, "However, disease comes in from the mouth and disaster comes from the mouth. Fourth brother, some words are hidden in your heart.
Okay, if you say it, it will make people lose your mouth. I am doing it for your own good..."
After clarifying the true meaning of safeguarding, Duge began to subconsciously cultivate the habit of always considering others. Every time he safeguarded someone, whether it was natural or forced, his body would receive immediate feedback. The simulator seemed unable to tell whether he was sincere.
Still fake.
He likes the feeling of instant rewards, which is much better than working for a month on earth and then waiting for wages.
"Well, I understand." Feng Si's expression was a little unnatural, and he looked around and said, "Old Qi, go to the kitchen by yourself! I have other things to do..."
"Fourth brother, you are busy." Duge smiled and nodded.
Feng Si glanced at Duge for the last time, frowned and wanted to say something, but didn't say it, and walked away from him in a hurry.
Du Ge continued to walk out and left Shangwuyuan. He did not go to the kitchen of Chongwuyuan, but turned towards the martial arts field. Feng Jiu could still eat on the straw mat for a while, so there was no rush to bring him food.
…
call!
drink!
Before he even reached the martial arts arena, Duge heard a lot of noisy sounds, and then he quickened his pace slightly.
Feng Jiu was vague. He only told Du Ge that this was a world of martial arts, but he did not tell him the level and standard of martial arts in this world, whether it was high martial arts or low martial arts.
At least now, Duge can't feel any internal flow of energy.
It could also be that he has internal power but he doesn't know how to use it.
All in all, the physical sensation after taking away the body is no different from the earth.
Therefore, he is eager to see what martial arts in this world is like. Is it as different as the descriptions in martial arts novels on earth?
Duge was wearing sparring clothes, and no one stopped him along the way. Only curious eyes occasionally came to him, as if he was surprised that he was so seriously injured. Why did he still go to the martial arts field? The group of disciples were so obsessed with the martial arts competition.
Even if he wasn't seriously injured, he should still find an excuse to hide for a few months and not come out looking for a fight!
…
When Duge walked into the gate of the martial arts training ground, he was immediately attracted by the two people on the martial arts training ground.
One of them was a sparring partner wearing the same clothes as him, and the other was a young man wearing a white training uniform. The two were fighting back and forth.
The two of them moved swiftly and violently, circling left and right, fists and feet flying up and down, with the sound of whistling wind, which was dazzling. It was much more beautiful than MMA on earth.
However, there are no special effects, it should be a low martial arts background.
Du Ge made his own judgment, and then sadly discovered that the sparring partner did have martial arts, but he did not have any memory of martial arts, no physical memory...
Sudden.
A young man in his early twenties wearing a white training uniform feinted and hit his sparring partner in the chest with a heart-piercing palm.
Click!
The sparring partner screamed, flew backwards in the air, knocked down the weapon rack with a crash, and then fell to the ground. A mouthful of blood spurted out. After struggling for a few times, he stopped moving. He didn't know whether he was dead or alive.
Du Ge looked at the sparring partner with his chest collapsed and motionless, with a serious look on his face.
At this moment, he suddenly understood the reason why Feng Jiu was eager to escape from the Feng family. These guys really didn't treat their sparring partners as human beings. Their sternum was collapsed and there was a high probability that they would not survive...
The shout woke up Doug.
Duge looked towards the martial arts field again. In addition to the sparring partners of Tu Shi Hu Bei, the direct disciples and servants of the Feng family who were watching the battle all around him were all cheering loudly.
Do you just not take human life seriously?
Duger curled his lips, what a garbage family!
The young man in white clothes took out a folding fan from his waist like a showman, swung it open, held it in front of him and fanned it gracefully, happily enjoying the compliments from everyone.
A middle-aged man with a long beard flew up to the sparring partner, lowered his head to inspect his injuries, and then asked two people to carry him down. He looked at the young man and praised: "Yunjie, your move is amazing."
The jade is eager to use it with more and more proficiency, making it difficult for people to guard against it."
"Second uncle, thank you. I'll train for another three months. When my nephew masters the broken gold and broken jade hand, he will surely win a place for the Feng family in the martial arts competition." The third young master seemed to be very satisfied with the attack and lowered his head.
Looking at his palms, he turned around and nodded to the middle-aged man with a smile. From the beginning to the end, he never took another look at the sparring partner who was severely injured and on the verge of death.
Broken gold and jade hands?
The name of the martial arts is so low, but at first glance it seems that it is not a martial arts of a big family, Du Ge cursed.
…
Feng Yunjie, the third son of Feng, and Feng Shiyi, the younger brother of Feng Shiren, the head of the Feng family, Du Ge matched their numbers one by one in his mind.
Feng Shiyi stroked his long beard with his hand, looked at Feng Yunjie and said with a hearty smile: "As expected of me, the Feng family's breast tiger, I am ambitious. Yunjie, you don't have to do anything in the past few months, just practice martial arts. If you have any needs, you can always ask your second uncle.
Whether the Feng family can be proud this time depends entirely on you."
Wealth and wealth are found in danger.
Du Ge thought for a moment, then suddenly straightened his back and said loudly: "Second Master Feng, Third Young Master, I have something important to report, related to this martial arts competition..."