Chapter five hundred and thirty second first sight
Lu Zhengkang raised his hands.
He is not embracing the sun, he is raising his hands in surrender.
He is now standing in a dense forest. The sunlight penetrates the deep canopy and only a few clear lights remain. The earth has a deep attraction, making him feel that his bones and internal organs are falling to the ground. The air is heavy, and his breathing feels like swallowing.
Gum.
Lu Zhengkang raised his hand, surrounded by muscular warriors holding swords and swords. Their average height was over two and a half meters. They were covered in iron-inlaid red leather armor. Even their faces were covered by painted evil ghost totem masks, leaving only the whole body exposed.
A pair of thick white arms, the vigorous strength turned into a faint mist and enveloped each of them. The leader was three meters away, carrying a huge sword on his back - it should be said to be a sword-shaped iron lump like a door panel.
The sergeants' breathing rhythm was consistent, like blowing a bellows, making a whirring sound. In addition, there were shrill cries of birds and the noise of thin flying insects in the forest. The forest was shrouded in a hot, thin miasma. Lu Zhengkang felt happy.
Suffocated by the strong murderous intent.
Lu Zhengkang: "Happy New Year to my brother and sister-in-law."
The leader frowned, waved his hand, and led the strong men to continue marching. Lu Zhengkang watched them pass by, feeling as if a mountain torrent was rushing from both sides.
There was a group of fifteen people. Lu Zhengkang looked at their backs. They had no hair, and their bare backs were exposed to the air like fine eggs. The one at the end took two steps, suddenly stopped, and turned around.
A throwing ax was suddenly thrown at the boy.
Lu Zhengkang watched helplessly as the ax flew towards his head. He didn't even have time to blink. His body reacted automatically, raised his palm, and grasped the handle of the ax accurately.
So strong, I can’t catch it!
Lu Zhengkang turned his head sideways and turned around to eliminate the inertia of the flying axe.
"Oh!" the guy throwing the ax shouted, his companions turned around, and the leader muttered in a low voice. The voice was so low that it reminded people of the neighing of a long whale. Lu Zhengkang couldn't understand it, but he saw these reckless men.
They all continued their journey obediently.
They disappeared into the forest, turned down a gentle slope, and disappeared, never to be seen again. The crisis was over.
A display box popped up in front of Lu Zhengkang's eyes, and the game was paused. The black-haired monster in the box frowned, but his tone was very appreciative, "Not bad, the reaction is very fast, the little girl is really good. Speaking of which, the inner reflections between you and your partner are actually
Switched, do you know what your name is?"
Lu Zhengkang blurted out, "Su Xiangli."
The black-haired monster took a sip of wolfberry water and said, "Well, the memory is correct. Could it be that you two have psychological problems? Each other imagines yourself to be like the other person? Tsk, it's interesting. There are many secrets in this game. Come on, little girl, you
The time ratio of the planet you are on now is one to six hundred, 4,800 game hours, see how long you can persist. If not, quit. The most important thing is to maintain your physical and mental health."
Lu Zhengkang adhered to the principle of speaking less and not revealing anything. He did not ask any questions and just replied politely, "Thank you, Director Jiang."
The virtual dialog box disappeared, Lu Zhengkang sighed, raised the flying ax in his hand, and a thin text appeared: [Ordinary Iron Ax]
Isn’t this explanation a bit too simple?
What to do now?
In this shitty place, the gravity is higher than that of the earth, making it difficult to live. The air pressure is also higher, which is a challenge to the contraction of the lungs. The temperature is quite high and the humidity is high. In short, energy consumption is faster than on the earth.
No, aren't we internal testers? What about the permissions? Are they the same as cannon fodder? Or do we need formal qualifications to have permissions?
"Alas." He sighed.
Young man Lu Zhengkang embarks on his first survival lesson. Character status: good (adapting to the environment); novice equipment: a throwing ax (bladed with bare hands), a rucksack (brought with you), and a set of common clothes (brought with you); mission
Goal: Survive (nonsense).
…
Su Xiangli was also walking in the woods, but the coastal forest where she was was very sparse. The small shrubs in the forest were growing white berries. She picked some. The game description showed that they were unknown fruits, but the deer said that these things were edible.
, not full.
After she ate some, she looked at these small thumb-sized fruits and the game description changed to [edible berries]
Everything needs to be explored by yourself.
Xiaolu whispered in Su Xiangli's ear from time to time, saying that he would be able to crack the game soon, and asked Su Xiangli to persist for a while.
"By the way, after you crack the game, can you turn me into a god in the game just by moving your hands?"
"Uh...can't." Xiaolu felt guilty, "It's not that I'm useless. You have to follow the basic rules for cheating. You can't become an immortal just because you want to, and you can't just let people die if you want to."
"Then what can you do?"
"Well, let you learn skills quickly."
"Skills? All skills?"
"Well, it's like this. The dead information in this game, whether it's a player or an NPC, will become redundant files and will be slowly digested and decomposed by the game system. I can help you extract these redundant files.
Part of the information strengthens yourself.”
Su Xiangli covered her mouth and smiled, "Okay."
"Hey, what do you mean by good? You should say it's awesome!"
"Okay, okay, I understand." Su Xiangli said perfunctorily.
She found a smooth stone and sat down. When she raised her feet, she saw that the soles of her feet were scarred and bruised. The blood had coagulated and broken into black plaques. It would be false to say that it didn't hurt, but the pain was very weak and only painful.
When people know that they are injured, apart from some psychological pressure, there is no complicated physiological reaction.
Xiaolu said that this game is very realistic, but all data are limited, and there are only a few kinds of pain. There is actually not much difference between the experience of splitting nails and being executed in a lynx. If she continues to bleed, she will fall into a weak state, and then
It is dying, then dying, and finally dead.
"Oh, thank you so much." Su Xiangli took out the gravel and planned to dig out a piece of bark to make shoes. The branches of these trees are similar to palms, but the leaves are as wide as bananas. The bark is soft, tough and fibrous, so they must be suitable for use as shoes.
Simple mats, whether sleeping mats or insoles, are a good choice.
Just as Su Xiangli was selecting the wood and preparing to take action, there was a noise outside the forest approaching a little bit. She looked around and saw a group of gray-skinned little people dancing and running in. These little guys were generally no more than one meter tall.
Height, all four limbs and five senses,
He is just lean and looks more like a monkey than a human. His body is thick and hairless, his hair is thick and black, and he has high cold resistance. He only wears a piece of animal skin around his waist. Other than that, he has nothing to keep him warm.
In this ghostly place where the sea breeze is like a steel knife, the little people are as enthusiastic as fire.
The four people playing leather drums in the front were jumping around, and the eight people in the middle were carrying a slender brown-furred animal with four hooves, like a wolf and a pig, tied to a Feng-shaped wooden frame. It was still struggling and twisting, squeaking and screaming.
Looking very unwilling.
At the end came three guys with spears. The spears in their hands were just sharpened wooden poles. They looked like they were roasted and tied with bright bird feathers. They were very elegant, but a little short.
One meter three.
When they got closer, Su Xiangli discovered that the three spearmen were guarding a short female figure, less than one meter tall, holding a colorfully dyed stone basin in her hands.
Su Xiangli's location was not on the path of the little people. As soon as she turned over and hid behind the rock, she hid completely.
