In the quiet woods, Mengzhu, who was leaning against a stake, slowly sat up. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info she rubbed her lower back, although she was still in severe pain, and some holes were broken in her burqa, but this would not be very important.

This is not the first time she has been seriously injured in the free world. I have seen a lot, and I naturally have some experience.

Under normal circumstances, it is very difficult for a player's character to recover on its own if it takes a serious injury that almost bottoms out, at least there is no way to slowly regenerate health. However, in some cases, it is possible to heal itself, such as taking potions that are sufficient to heal injuries, or knowing how to bandage and first aid, temporarily treating one's seriously injured body, or using more advanced magic to heal...... Of course, in a place like the Novice Village, it is very difficult to get hold of an ordinary bottle of dry herb medicine, that is, a blood recovery potion, let alone a first-aid method with similar skills and a magician like a fairy.

However, a simple bandaging can be done by anyone, as long as some sturdy and clean strips of cloth are sufficient. But Mengzhu was knocked apart by the wild boar, and several bones may have been broken, but none of the external injuries targeted by the bandaging could be found.

The little girl grinned and thought for a long time, but she didn't come up with any effective way, and it seemed that she could only struggle to crawl back slowly except for suicide...... Maybe you should find a stick first? Maybe I'll be able to stand up......

Mengzhu struggled, pulled out a cloth belt from his waist with his left hand, wrapped his right hand, which could no longer be lifted, and looked around at the same time. This is the edge of the forest, near the grassland, and in the song of wild birds, all kinds of flowers and plants are scattered around, and there are some fallen leaves on the ground, but there is nothing to use as a crutch......

In the forest in the distance, there was still the sound of wild boars howling, thinking that the bad uncle was not dead......

He's not dead yet! Sure enough, the lifespan of the scourge is very long.

The girl thought hatefully, then leaned back against the roots, supported the ground with her hands, and tried to stand up slowly, but after several attempts failed, she gradually gave up. She sat against the trunk of the tree, hoping that the system might show kindness and make her injuries recover a little, and she thought that this time she had lost a bit too much, even her weapon was lost, and if she didn't want to die, she would have to spend a lot of money on treatment if she didn't want to die...... But first, she had to make it back alive. By the way, there is also the bamboo basket, which was lent to me by the old woman in the herb shop, and it is impossible to find it back now, and I don't know how to explain it to her when I go back. After a while, I thought about whether the uncle was already dead, and it was better to be dead, he was so bad, he always threw himself around, and then realized that the wild boar would come to him again, so I thought about it, it was better for the uncle not to die......

His thoughts began to scatter, Mengzhu's spirit was a little trance-like, the focus of his eyes wandered around, and his consciousness slowly drifted. In the dimness, I seemed to hear footsteps around me.

Oh no, if a player finds themselves seriously injured, will they be robbed......

Subconsciously propping herself up with one hand, Mengzhu tilted her head to look in the direction of the outside of the woods, her right hand still drooping beside her, her left hand clenched, praying in her heart that the worst scenario she imagined would not occur. 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.

"That way, I can save some effort and not have to find a way to send you back...... Don't look at me like that, I know what you're thinking, you thought I'd be sent back to the novice village by that stupid pig. With that, Duan Qing walked over from the shadows of the woods. His clothes were ragged, his hair was much more disheveled, and some bruises could be faintly visible on his bare skin due to the torn clothes. The sun was about to set, and his vision was not very bright, and Mengzhu only noticed his miserable appearance at this time after Duan Qing approached.

Shock, surprise, and anger flowed through my heart in turn, and finally gradually calmed down. The girl pursed her lips, wanting to mock the embarrassed image of the two sentences, but when the words came to her mouth, she still didn't say it after all. Then, she noticed that behind Duan Qing, in the shadow of the trees, there was still a person standing watching this side.

An NPC, to be exact.

"Alright, let's go back quickly, it's very dangerous here."

The man looked to be an uncle in his forties and fifties, with a square face, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a resolute expression, although he had a beard, but his black beard was mixed with some gray. He wears a wheat-colored straw hat, a red and black plaid shirt, gray suspenders, and brown boots...... The image of the farm uncle.

Compared to Duan Qing, this uncle was obviously much more reliable.

But Mengzhu's first impression was not that of a reliable uncle, but of a fierce uncle, because the uncle carried a huge pitchfork on his shoulder.

The long wooden pole reflected an oily glow, as it had been used for a long time, but 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, looking calm and relaxed, and he couldn't tell in the slightest that he had experienced any fierce battles before. Noticing Mengzhu's observation, the uncle nodded at the girl, and his face relaxed a little.

was discovered...... Realizing that it was not polite to stare at others, Mengzhu lowered his head a little embarrassed, and the uncle didn't care, and when Mengzhu looked up again, the uncle had disappeared and seemed to be gone.

Duan Qing looked at the girl kneeling on the ground in a trance, and shook her head helplessly: "Hey, hey!" Wake up! ”

It's really unscientific to survive......

"The little stars are about to jump out."

Although he was beaten badly by a wild boar, he was later rescued by someone, but ...... But......

"It's the same uncle, why is your attitude so bad?"

But this person is so annoying!

Under the setting sun, the miserable girl sitting on the ground suddenly erupted at the equally miserable man standing next to her: "You still have the face to say!" Do you have someone who looks like an uncle, look at your bird's nest head, like a vegetable, why didn't you die, and you have to be rescued, just now you fell and I was going to die, let you fall me, let you fall me......"

Twittering, the girl waved her arms and beat Duan Qing's calves with the only remaining trace of health, complaining loudly, not looking like a dying person at all.

"It's you who says I'm an uncle, and it's you who isn't an uncle...... Sure enough, it's a woman. Duan Qing ignored the girl's noise and squatted down to signal. Remembering that he had no way to go back, Mengzhu struggled for a while, and then resigned himself to crawling behind Duan Qing and letting him carry himself. However, it is definitely impossible for her to admit defeat, so she still does not give up: "I, I can say whatever I want!" Also, I'm a girl! It's the ...... of youth."

"Okay, girls can always be, little sister Mengzhu?"

Mengzhu's face turned red again, and then he fought back angrily: "Don't call me that, are we two very familiar?" You just fell on me so many times, my body and mind have been severely hit, I haven't settled accounts with you yet, you have to pay me for my treatment costs when I go back......"

"Hey, let people who don't know hear this, and think I bullied you...... Also, I'm poor. ”

"Liar! You can even fight wild boars, and you can't make a lot of money? ”

"So I didn't kill the wild boar, it's the one just now...... Uh, uncle, he stabbed him to death with a fork......"

The afterglow of the setting sun spreads over the grasslands south of Greenstone Village, as if painted with a layer of gold, and the lush weeds sway back and forth in the breeze, looking like a natural dance party. A figure carrying a girl on his back walked through the dancing weeds and gradually passed through the venue of the ball. The girl's seemingly energetic voice alternated with the man's helpless response, and there was no indication that they were strangers they had just met today.

In this process, Duan Qing also vaguely explained what happened in the woods just now to Mengzhu.

Duan Qing said that he had been entangled with the wild boar for a long time, and then a fork flew over and accurately stabbed the wild boar's head, and the wild boar died without even struggling, and its power can be imagined. Then the uncle appeared from the shadows, walked to the corpse and pulled out the pitchfork, and after asking Duan Qing a little, he led him out of the woods.

As for the process of how to entangle, it is natural that the Spring and Autumn brushwork will be brushed over.

"Anyway, that uncle was born out of thin air, making a demon god trident, he shouted, and even out of the trident, brush, brush! forced the boar to retreat step by step, unable to parry...... Well, the boar doesn't seem to have the weapons to parry......"

"Stop, stop...... I see, I know. Mengzhu stopped Duan Qing's nonsense with a headache, and then frowned and pondered: "But according to your description, I think of a person." ”

"What, that Black Wind Demon actually knows you? The woman really hides it deeply, and dares to ask her name......"

"Less nonsense, do you want to know?"

"Think, think ......" Duan Qing finally stopped improvizing.

"Hum ......" The girl lying on her back seemed to become happy, then lowered her head and put her chin on Duan Qing's shoulder, and began to speak in a deep voice with a suppressed voice: "There are many incredible legends in this village, I heard that there are many unconvinced people who try it, and they all die in the end......"

"Uh, I just finished performing, and you're going to have another one, right?" Duan Qing received it.

"Don't interrupt, the atmosphere is gone...... the atmosphere is gone," the girl called in a low voice, and then continued to lower her voice: "The uncle just now must be the hunter in the forest in the novice village Qibu Unthinkable." ”

"It is said that if you encounter danger in the Emerald Forest, the hunter will appear and lend a helping hand. You must accept the help of the hunter and he will help you escape from the forest. But if you refuse his help, he'll ......"

"Kill you", Duan Qing pursed his lips boredly, "How many years has this routine been used......

"Hey, you're not scared......"

The original lively voice was used to create a ghostly atmosphere, which was really hard to be afraid of, but Duan Qing still smiled and said, "So, that uncle just now is the legendary hunter, right?" ”

"It's made up. But there's nothing wrong with the general content......" Mengzhu said in a low voice, "But really...... It's like, even though we've been on the run for a long time......"

The two actually escaped for more than ten minutes, but due to the tense state of the parties and the extremely fast pace of attack and defense, they would also feel that the process was very long. Duan Qing was also very aware of such an "illusion", but he didn't explain it. He was just rethinking the uncle's performance and considering the possibilities that existed.

After the silence lasted for a while, the village entrance was also at the feet of the two of them. Duan Qing, who came back to his senses, seemed to sense that something was wrong, and brought up the topic again: "What else is there to talk about, let's hear it......"

"Ahem...... For example, the village chief actually lived for hundreds of years, and I heard that if the people in the village violated the rules, they would be sent to the village chief and then eaten by him, which was the secret of his longevity......"

"A year ago, there was a loud old man in the village, who often sang out of tune. Every time a bard in the village passed by and sang, he would sing along, well, or rather, trouble...... I heard that if you don't say it after listening to him, you will be beaten to death by him. Oh yes, I heard he's very good at ......."

"There are houses on the northern edge of the village, but it is said that there is no one in them, and I can only see a little boy, and every time I go to the vicinity of the little house, I can hear him crying to find his father......

Like a parent who tells a story to a child at night, Mengzhu's intermittent voice gradually becomes heavy, as if the next moment, the person who coaxes the child to sleep is about to fall asleep first. Duan Qing didn't interrupt her ghost story, but her feet quietly accelerated, running in the direction of the east side of the village. It was said that there was the only medical clinic in Greenstone Village, but Duan Qing had never been there before - the injury he had received today was the most serious since he entered the game, but he was still able to bounce around.

The chattering sound behind him seemed to have not stopped, but the breath was gradually inaudible. He was anxious, so he had to continue to talk to Mengzhu while looking for it: "Hey, what you just said is a bit too much, I count, it seems that it has passed seven......"

"Really...... How do I know how many ...... there are?"

"You don't even know what else to talk about...... Hey, hey. ”

“......”

"Are you dead? When you're dead, say 'I'm dead,' and I'll leave you and run away......"

"You're ...... He's dead....... ......"

Could it be that there is still a concept of excessive blood loss in this game...... The two are not in a team state, and Duan Qing doesn't know what her state is or how much life she has left. He ran wildly, regardless of the exertion of his physical strength, and finally his eyes suddenly lit up when he passed through an alleyway, and saw a sign with a red cross painted on the doorway of a certain hall.

Thankfully, the team didn't design a hospital badge that fits the background of the Free Continent in this game......

According to the population specifications of a small village, one hospital is enough to receive the wounded. But there are more newcomer players in the novice village, everyone can't play, and injuries are commonplace, so the injured are naturally one after another, and there will be no vacancies at all. The clinic is small but spacious, with a lot of simple wooden beds in the lobby behind the door, many open windows on the white walls around it, and some old walls, hinting at the old age of the building. A few men in white uniforms walked between the beds, and from time to time they ran over to discuss with a man behind the counter at the door, and then walked into a door behind the counter, and after a while they came out with something and ran to the bed to continue their treatment—to the room inside the door, which was probably where the medicine was stored.

The lobby was very quiet, and when Duan Qing broke in, there were players lying on many hospital beds. Looking at the miserable situation of those people, most of them are the kind that they can't solve by themselves, and a few people look very bad, and they also look like they are either sick or poisoned. Duan Qing froze, and then laughed at himself for the panic he had just had.

"What am I afraid of, it's not real death, and this game doesn't have no death punishment......

muttering on his lips, Duan Qing understood in his heart that with the improvement of the realism of virtual technology, death has gradually become an unavoidable problem for everyone.

No one likes to die, so no one likes to experience what it feels like. In the early days of virtual games, games were still just games due to low realism, so players could squander their lives at will, regardless of life and death. 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 university circles, various experts and scholars also had a protracted discussion on this issue, but even today, no one has been able to solve it perfectly. But no matter what, the technology is still evolving, the game is still going on, and players can only try to adapt to the feeling of this unknowable realm. As a professional player in the league, as well as an old bird in virtual games, things like pain, excitement, and death have become commonplace, but most ordinary players naturally can't adapt to them, and don't want to adapt to these things.

So they are all afraid of death.

Casually found someone who looked like a doctor to explain the situation, Duan Qing placed the girl down, and then he walked to the counter, intending to pay the treatment fee first.

Sitting behind the counter was a very old woman, wrinkled, curly brown hair, a doctor's standard white lab coat, and a wooden sign pinned to her chest.

Attending Doctor: Claire. This is what Duan Qing saw from the wooden card.

Twenty ebri coins were paid first, Duan Qing said that if it was not enough, he could bet some more, the old grandmother named Claire was quite kind, and the old wrinkled lines became more tortuous with her smile: "No need......

"Be careful in the future, don't get hurt again." She said with a smile.

The old woman's admonition is always so heartwarming...... After explaining the girl's injuries a little, Duan Qing walked back to Mengzhu's bedside and found that the girl was also looking at him blankly.

You-no-thing--of-the---

Duan Qing didn't make a sound, and said to the girl with his mouth. The expression was very exaggerated, and the grinning appearance made Mengzhu laugh again, and then wrinkled his face in pain because of the injury.

"This ...... Here it is...... Where ......"

"Hospital."

"I, I don't want ...... The treatment is so expensive......"

"Hey, twenty gold coins are too expensive for you, and you didn't say that I would pay for you before, you forgot about it so quickly......"

Maybe remembering something, Mengzhu turned over with difficulty, not letting Duan Qing see his expression: "Then, then it's okay......"

"Anyway, why should I remind you ......" Duan Qing slapped himself in the face: "Forget it, I want to emphasize, it's an advance payment, an advance payment!" You're going to pay me back...... Hey, did you hear that...... Forget it, I'm leaving. ”

Looking at the girl's somewhat red ears, Duan Qing shrugged helplessly, and turned around and walked out of this place when a white-clothed NPC came towards the girl's hospital bed. Therefore, he naturally didn't hear it, turned over and ignored Duan Qing's girl, muttering with his eyes closed.

"You won't pay it back...... Thank you. ”