Although I feel sorry for the daytime scroll, now is not the time to save, but although I am ready to tear it at any time, it is only ready;

After all, if she could, she would rather smear and slaughter the monster who still didn't know what it was~!

It was dark as far as the eye could see, the torches could be taken out at any time, the day scroll was in the boots, just pull it out and tear it off, but, all that Liumo could think about now was his eyes;

Need to adapt, need to change~!

Liumo closed her eyes again, completely dark and without any light source, so that there was no difference between opening and closing her eyes;

But instinctively, she knew that since she couldn't adapt to it when she opened her eyes, she could only rely on the self-regulation of her eyes at the moment she opened her eyes after closing them;

Well, although it may not be of much use either.

All that can be seen is darkness, whether the eyes are open or closed, but the two are different;

Because even if you can't see when you open your eyes, you understand that your eyes are not blind, it's just an environmental problem, and other senses are still normal;

However, if you close your eyes, even if you can open them at any time, even if you know that opening and closing are the same darkness, but the body, or the body itself, has an instinct, or subconscious;

If the eyes are closed, whether they are open or not, the other senses will automatically react instinctively;

It's as if the ears of a blind man are sensitive, as is the nose and tongue.

And Liumo Mo, in the nearly four months since she entered the game, has almost long been accustomed to this mortal body, although she has long forgotten what her body was like when she was still a mortal, but, the basic body instinct, is to remember;

For example, when she closed her eyes and turned her attention to her ears, she could feel voices that were noticeably clearer and clearer, and—

Bang –

Liumo suddenly lowered her body, and sat directly on the ground with a stroke of her feet, and at the same time, her ears caught the wind and texture of a figure passing by;

Brushing –

Then the next moment, she touched the ground with one hand, and with the other hand, she held the dagger behind her and made a half-circle;

The dagger didn't touch anything, and it was cut into the air, but Liumo didn't have the disappointment of the last time, but rolled on the spot without hesitation, and then felt the ground beside him suddenly shake, and then lost its movement again;

It's small, it's very jumping, it's probably flying, no, it's gliding at most...

Liumo tilted her head slightly, her ears kept trying to receive the information she wanted, she needed, and the hand that did not hold the dagger was always close to the ground, as if all the senses were concentrated in the palm of her hand, carefully distinguishing and paying attention;

Search——

Then the next moment, she kicked her legs violently, and her body did not leave the ground, but with the help of the force of her legs, she let herself slide a distance on the dry ground, and then quickly stood up and bent down to assume a defensive posture;

Thorn -

However, in the next moment, the monster pounced directly on her shoulder and attacked her neck~!

Snort –

And Liumomo, who had been prepared, did not hesitate to put his arm up, and then felt a sharp pain in his wrist, but the hand blocking his neck was directly bitten~!

However, this time, the monster didn't take a bite and retreated, because the ink ink was in a moment of severe pain, and the other hand reached directly over, and grabbed the monster that was still biting her wrist, making her wrist bleed~!

Snort –

After gritting his teeth and enduring the severe pain, he pulled the monster off his wrist fiercely, and Flowing Ink tore open the daytime scroll with trembling hands;

In an instant, the surroundings were bright, and even if she closed her eyes, she felt a little uncomfortable, however, the monster that she grabbed in her hand screamed directly, struggling wildly, so that Liumo couldn't care about the injured hand, grabbed it with both hands, and then opened her eyes uncomfortably;

·· Damn, I'm almost blind~!

But in an instant she closed it again, and after a scolding she forced herself to open it again, and then the tears came down in an instant;

Well, it's not that it hurts, it's that the light is too strong, and the tears can't be controlled...

And after blinking and finally getting used to it, Liumo Mo looked down at the monster that was clutching his hands tightly, no longer struggling, but also out of breath and less in breath, almost dying;

Clicks–

After seeing what the monster was, she snapped its neck in the next moment.

"Ding—Kill a Steppenrat and gain 20% experience. Inkmo casually threw the corpse of the Steppenmouse to the ground, and then looked at the two puddles of flesh on his wrists that were still bleeding;

Damn rats~!

Although she had not been bitten off this time, the bite had affected her hand so badly that she only became more and more irritated even after using hemostatic powder and wrapping the wound with long strips of leaves;

The monster that injured twice turned out to be a mouse~!

However, anger is anger, and the spoils of war are still wanted; Flowing Ink Ink looked down at the Steppenian Mouse on the ground;

The Wasteland Mouse is not large, and looks like a gray mouse with a third of the length of her palm, and it is different from ordinary rats in that it has completely degenerated eyes that have long since degenerated like its body, and a tail that is only as thick as a little finger, and very incompatible with its body;

"Ding - get a 'rat tooth', a 'rat tail', and a 'rat meat'. "After touching the corpse, there were only three drops left that made her completely insensible;

'Rat teeth' is the material and is not specified, the 'rat tail' is described as a toxin accumulation material, three parts can be refined into one part of rat poison, and 'rat meat' and rabbit meat are only half the amount of meat of the carcass, and three parts can be used to make one part of rat jerky.

And these three materials, especially for the rat jerky that can be used as food, the flowing ink is not sensitive;

You must know that the wound on her back is missing a piece of meat, although she eats a lot of various lives, and this is a game, but at least now she feels that her diaphragm should respond~!

After putting away the three materials, Flowing Ink only got up, looked at the map and continued walking, not to waste the daytime scroll.

However, despite her best efforts, the Daytime Scroll didn't hold out until she found the next grove, leaving her frustrated with the torches.

Of course, in fact, the torches she carried could last until dawn, but after walking for most of the night without seeing the grove, Liumo already had a bad premonition, so what could be saved had to be saved.

Of course, at present, she has a waste of her hand, and she can only think about it after thinking about it, and put it aside depressedly.

The torches were used up one after another, and there was no change in the road ahead, if it weren't for the fact that she was indeed moving forward on the map, instead of going in the wrong direction, Liumo would have suspected that she was lost~!

After all, if she could, she would rather smear and slaughter the monster who still didn't know what it was~!

It was dark as far as the eye could see, the torches could be taken out at any time, the day scroll was in the boots, just pull it out and tear it off, but, all that Liumo could think about now was his eyes;

Need to adapt, need to change~!

Liumo closed her eyes again, completely dark and without any light source, so that there was no difference between opening and closing her eyes;

But instinctively, she knew that since she couldn't adapt to it when she opened her eyes, she could only rely on the self-regulation of her eyes at the moment she opened her eyes after closing them;

Well, although it may not be of much use either.

All that can be seen is darkness, whether the eyes are open or closed, but the two are different;

Because even if you can't see when you open your eyes, you understand that your eyes are not blind, it's just an environmental problem, and other senses are still normal;

However, if you close your eyes, even if you can open them at any time, even if you know that opening and closing are the same darkness, but the body, or the body itself, has an instinct, or subconscious;

If the eyes are closed, whether they are open or not, the other senses will automatically react instinctively;

It's as if the ears of a blind man are sensitive, as is the nose and tongue.

And Liumo Mo, in the nearly four months since she entered the game, has almost long been accustomed to this mortal body, although she has long forgotten what her body was like when she was still a mortal, but, the basic body instinct, is to remember;

For example, when she closed her eyes and turned her attention to her ears, she could feel voices that were noticeably clearer and clearer, and—

Bang –

Liumo suddenly lowered her body, and sat directly on the ground with a stroke of her feet, and at the same time, her ears caught the wind and texture of a figure passing by;

Brushing –

Then the next moment, she touched the ground with one hand, and with the other hand, she held the dagger behind her and made a half-circle;

The dagger didn't touch anything, and it was cut into the air, but Liumo didn't have the disappointment of the last time, but rolled on the spot without hesitation, and then felt the ground beside him suddenly shake, and then lost its movement again;

It's small, it's very jumping, it's probably flying, no, it's gliding at most...

Liumo tilted her head slightly, her ears kept trying to receive the information she wanted, she needed, and the hand that did not hold the dagger was always close to the ground, as if all the senses were concentrated in the palm of her hand, carefully distinguishing and paying attention;

Search——

Then the next moment, she kicked her legs violently, and her body did not leave the ground, but with the help of the force of her legs, she let herself slide a distance on the dry ground, and then quickly stood up and bent down to assume a defensive posture;

Thorn -

However, in the next moment, the monster pounced directly on her shoulder and attacked her neck~!

Snort –

And Liumomo, who had been prepared, did not hesitate to put his arm up, and then felt a sharp pain in his wrist, but the hand blocking his neck was directly bitten~!

However, this time, the monster didn't take a bite and retreated, because the ink ink was in a moment of severe pain, and the other hand reached directly over, and grabbed the monster that was still biting her wrist, making her wrist bleed~!

Snort –

After gritting his teeth and enduring the severe pain, he pulled the monster off his wrist fiercely, and Flowing Ink tore open the daytime scroll with trembling hands;

In an instant, the surroundings were bright, and even if she closed her eyes, she felt a little uncomfortable, however, the monster that she grabbed in her hand screamed directly, struggling wildly, so that Liumo couldn't care about the injured hand, grabbed it with both hands, and then opened her eyes uncomfortably;

·· Damn, I'm almost blind~!

But in an instant she closed it again, and after a scolding she forced herself to open it again, and then the tears came down in an instant;

Well, it's not that it hurts, it's that the light is too strong, and the tears can't be controlled...

And after blinking and finally getting used to it, Liumo Mo looked down at the monster that was clutching his hands tightly, no longer struggling, but also out of breath and less in breath, almost dying;

Clicks–

After seeing what the monster was, she snapped its neck in the next moment.

"Ding—Kill a Steppenrat and gain 20% experience. Inkmo casually threw the corpse of the Steppenmouse to the ground, and then looked at the two puddles of flesh on his wrists that were still bleeding;

Damn rats~!

Although she had not been bitten off this time, the bite had affected her hand so badly that she only became more and more irritated even after using hemostatic powder and wrapping the wound with long strips of leaves;

The monster that injured twice turned out to be a mouse~!

However, anger is anger, and the spoils of war are still wanted; Flowing Ink Ink looked down at the Steppenian Mouse on the ground;

The Wasteland Mouse is not large, and looks like a gray mouse with a third of the length of her palm, and it is different from ordinary rats in that it has completely degenerated eyes that have long since degenerated like its body, and a tail that is only as thick as a little finger, and very incompatible with its body;

"Ding - get a 'rat tooth', a 'rat tail', and a 'rat meat'. "After touching the corpse, there were only three drops left that made her completely insensible;

'Rat teeth' is the material and is not specified, the 'rat tail' is described as a toxin accumulation material, three parts can be refined into one part of rat poison, and 'rat meat' and rabbit meat are only half the amount of meat of the carcass, and three parts can be used to make one part of rat jerky.

And these three materials, especially for the rat jerky that can be used as food, the flowing ink is not sensitive;

You must know that the wound on her back is missing a piece of meat, although she eats a lot of various lives, and this is a game, but at least now she feels that her diaphragm should respond~!

After putting away the three materials, Flowing Ink only got up, looked at the map and continued walking, not to waste the daytime scroll.

However, despite her best efforts, the Daytime Scroll didn't hold out until she found the next grove, leaving her frustrated with the torches.

Of course, in fact, the torches she carried could last until dawn, but after walking for most of the night without seeing the grove, Liumo already had a bad premonition, so what could be saved had to be saved.

Of course, at present, she has a waste of her hand, and she can only think about it after thinking about it, and put it aside depressedly.

The torches ran out one after another, and the road ahead did not change in the slightest, if it weren't for the fact that she was in front of the map