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"Hurry up! Healing, this guy can't do it, use healing right away! Damn, Fei Laosi, isn't your antidote still good? The dagger yelled at Fei Yun in a frenzy, because he found that a player's breath began to slowly fail, and the result of the depletion of the body was the decline of vitality. Although this rate of decay is slow, especially in a safe environment, no matter how slow it is, it will slowly lead the player to death, which is commonly known as euthanasia.

"You think I don't want to hurry, but where is the antidote said to boil it out!" Fei Yun fanned the fire there with a depressed face, as one of the only thieves on the team who had a slight ability to do the antidote. Fei Yun kept trying to use the medicine found in the backpack and the herbs collected around him to make an antidote, but it was really difficult to define the effect of this kind of medicine boiled on the spot. Because not long ago, an unlucky player had just drunk the antidote made by another person, and the poison was not cured but almost lost his life.

However, although the unlucky player vomited half to death and his health dropped to only half of it, he finally came back to life, but his body collapsed. Directly got a weak negative state, and it took almost two days to recover.

Because the side effects of the drug are so great, and it requires a lot of healing potions to revive the player who drank the drug, it cannot be used on other people. After all, there are not many healing potions, and if you need several bottles of healing potions for each player who is unconscious, then it is estimated that everyone else will run out of healing potions by the time everyone is awakened.

Therefore, it became even more important to make a new antidote that could be used, but now the only antidote that had not been tried was the medicine in the pot in front of Fei Yun. Since entering the tent and starting to make the antidote, the herbs in the crucible in front of Fei Yun have not been completely boiled, and the boiling time has been a full two hours.

It's just that Fei Yun is still not sure whether the medicine has been prepared, after all, this antidote is simply using human life as a test, although he tries his best to control the toxicity of the drug, but who knows if these antidote that controls the medicinal properties will react with the venom of the crocodile. So when Fei Yun took out a small bowl of medicinal juice and handed it to the dark dagger, he was very nervous.

But when Fei Yun's potion disappeared into the mouth of the unconscious player, Fei Yun's heart that had been carrying it was put down, perhaps because he felt that the situation was bad and not so bad. When Fei Yun watched the potion disappear into the player's mouth, Fei Yun no longer felt worried, but had a faint expectation to see if the antidote he had developed had any effect. However, he knew very well that the effect of the drug would never be very high, because he knew what the drug was, especially after carefully concealing the name of the drug after it had been boiled.

"Fourth! Why do I ask if your medicine has a mung bean flavor? Zhao Tiezhu squatted on the edge of Fei Yun's medicine pot and asked Fei Yun softly, who was looking intently at the player who drank the medicine, obviously Fei Yun was still expecting his medicine to work.

"Huh!? What did you say? Fei Yun obviously didn't fully hear Zhao Tiezhu's words, but he did hear the last few words, especially when he heard Mung Bean, he came to his senses.

"I said why does your medicine smell like mung beans, I want to ask when it's boiling, you seem to have thrown our bag of mung beans in the stew!" Zhao Tiezhu looked at Fei Yun's face and said, the latter couldn't help but scratch his cheek when he heard his words.

"Strange! Why is there no reaction at all? The dagger looked at the player who had completely drunk the potion, and the other party did not see any signs of poisoning or coming to his senses, but his health was no longer dropping. At the same time, the value of the body is also slightly restored, or stopped in the red danger zone. Of course, this was checked by the team channel, and although everyone was a little disappointed by this, the man named Song Sam finally saved his life for the time being.

"Looks like the mung bean soup is still a little useful!" Fei Yun muttered quietly, yes, what he spent nearly two hours boiling was not an antidote but mung bean soup, or not just mung bean soup, but also some fine rice and other grains in it. If this is an antidote, it is more practical to say mung bean porridge.

"Fei Laosi, what antidote are you boiling?" The dagger looked at the residue in the bowl and found that there were still a lot of residues in it after drinking the potion, some of which looked like mung beans and others that looked like some kind of grain.

"Mung bean multigrain porridge, well! By the way, a little bit of something else! Fei Yun smiled and looked at the state of the player named Song Sam, obviously this mung bean multigrain porridge has a good effect, it can be regarded as liquid food, especially if you only need to pry open the target's mouth to pour it in and drink medicine.

“…… Why not an antidote? The dark dagger was stunned for a moment and then suddenly found that he was thinking a little wrong, they thought that Song Sam must be detoxified immediately after they were poisoned, but they forgot that the poison only made their whole body weak and fell into a coma, and what really killed them was the exhaustion of their bodies. This problem can be solved by supplementing with a certain amount of food, and it is far safer than drinking some unreliable antidote.

"Anything else?" After thinking about this problem, the dark dagger immediately poured the pot of mung bean soup that Fei Yun had boiled into the mouths of the others, and the hot mung bean multigrain porridge allowed these unconscious players to temporarily escape the tragedy of running out of bodies, which can be said to be a very effective means.

"What now? Just let them stay up like this? Su Xinghe looked at the players lying in the tent, more than a dozen players were lying side by side like dead corpses, if it weren't for the fact that they were still breathing, they would have thought they were all corpses. But in fact, except for those who tried the medicine, the body of these players is relatively weak, and everyone else is okay, and they only need to feed some gruel regularly after a while.

"What else can I do, let's see if they will wake up automatically after a while! It would be best if I could wake up, but if not, I would have to look at the torture method. Although the drug is not very reliable, it is effective all the time, and it may be slightly better if you reduce the dosage appropriately! The dark dagger looked helplessly at these players who fell into a coma, they could say that even if they were offline, the game was still in the game. However, this allows these sleepy players to take the opportunity to be lazy, at least they don't have to stay in the game warehouse in a daze, and they can also go offline to find some information or something.

"But I guess we'll be able to stay here for the next few days, because I don't know when they'll wake up, and I've just heard from Kai Ge that he's found a few native warriors and plans to go with us to the Devil's Gate. It's just that those warriors are temporarily injured and will take two days to heal, and they will have to merge with us before heading towards the Demon Gate! Su Xinghe said slowly, and when he said that Chen Kai had found a few aboriginal warriors, everyone's eyes lit up, including the dark dagger, thinking about the abilities of those aboriginal warriors.

"How many fighters are there?" This is the most concerned issue for everyone, and the Dark Daggers, who feel powerless in the face of powerful demons, suddenly feel how good it is to have high-level aboriginal warriors to help, but it is a pity that the warriors who can help them are all in the fortress. Hearing a few Native warriors coming over to complete a mission with them is like meeting an oasis in the desert.

"Eight! Plus a thief! Su Xinghe carefully compared, but added at the end: "But it seems that there is a lack of equipment, it seems that he was chased by a demon and fled into the swamp, but after all, he is a 7th-order high-level warrior, and he is much more powerful than us little shrimps!" ”

"How come there are only nine of them, and there are no mages!" Dark Dagger felt depressed for a while when he heard Su Xinghe's words, but then he thought that it was already a good thing to have eight warriors and one thief aboriginal join, especially those aborigines who were still combat professionals above the seventh order, which were much more powerful than those who had not completed the fifth-order trial.

"Then let's rest here for two days! Fei Laosi, you take a few people out to set up the outside, don't let those demon mongrels touch the door! The dagger shouted at Fei Yun, and the latter didn't say much after hearing this, and climbed out of the tent with a few thieves and warriors, walked outside to the bushes, and began to set traps with the materials on his body. What needs to be mentioned here is that Su Xinghe and they live in the spell space tent provided by the dark dagger at the moment, although the tent does not have the luxurious decoration like Chen Kai, only an ordinary large space, but the external volume of the important tent is very small, and it is only a fairly ordinary double tent.

Each tent can fit at least fifty people, and it can be said that it is the most common residential unit for the march and battle of the Empire, and such tents are also made by the secret dagger guò military exploits in the fortress of Zela. Compared with the one bought outside, the price of this second-hand tent is much lower, and if he sells it, he can at least earn more than five hundred gold coins. Of course, the premise is that he can sell it, because the tent is directly bound after purchase, and cannot be sold to other players again, and even if it can be sold, it can only be sold to the army and only half the price. So this blocks the way for players to buy military funds and resell them, but it is estimated that no player will stupidly use what they have exchanged for military merits to resell, after all, military merits can be worth a lot of gold coins, at least at this juncture.

Fei Yun and the others arranged no less than thirty layers of traps outside the three tents, from the outermost warning to the innermost protection close to the tent, each layer had a different trigger device. At the same time, in order to increase the density of vegetation, they used several druid's natural spell scrolls to spawn plants. The natural spell scrolls were collected by Fei Yun in Altinis, and this kind of scroll that could only be used to spawn plants was used by him to spawn those poisonous herbs, after all, the potions made from fresh poisonous herbs were more effective. But now he was using it to grow bushes, which grew more luxuriantly and covered the tents below.

However, for the low-level natural spell scrolls with a good effect of poisonous weeds, the effect on these shrubs is not very good, after all, the two are much different in size. A low-grade natural spell scroll can spawn a poisonous weed that is ten centimeters long, but it doesn't necessarily make a bush ten centimeters tall. Therefore, Fei Yun used several natural spell scrolls, and it only made those branches and leaves look more dense, which was the result of his efforts to control the spell to shine on the branches. A large number of newly grown branches and leaves obscured the tent overhead, and with the fresh branches of the tent, it was almost impossible to see the tent hidden in the bushes.

Looking at this dense jungle of thorns, Fei Yun was very satisfied with his masterpiece, but soon he found another problem, those of them who had set traps outside seemed to be blocked by their own traps. All right! This is not a joke, because everyone greets each other when they set the trap, but when the trap is laid they themselves can't remember where their trap is.

"Hey! Dude, do you think we're doing it to ourselves! Fei Yun looked helplessly at the thorny woodland full of traps, and said to Lu Xiaofeng beside him, who also had the same sad face as him, thinking about how to bring some people behind him in without destroying the traps.

"Yes! , I knew that we would set aside a path first, but then again, I don't blame you, I don't have to use any natural spells! Well, now that the thorn bushes have changed the appearance of the trap, I can't even remember where the trap is and where it is not! Lu Xiaofeng rubbed his fat face angrily, and then carefully poked a piece of wood there, trying to find a safe way.

"Say me, why don't you talk about yourself, I was excited when I used the scroll just now, I didn't ask you to collect money, it's already good! Hey be careful, there's a bamboo skewer... Pitfall! Fei Yun watched Lu Xiaofeng take a stick and look into the trap area, but he directly probed into a trap he had arranged, and before he could finish shouting, hundreds of bamboo sticks had burst out and shot wildly towards Lu Xiaofeng's body.

"Grass! Why do you have so many bamboo sticks! Lu Xiaofeng let out a shout like killing a pig, and then the whole person burst out, his unknown pace had reached the limit, and the whole person drew a white shadow on the ground and flashed to the back. But he was fast, and the bamboo sticks were even faster, and when he recovered from his dodge state, there were a dozen long bamboo sticks on his thighs, each of which was deeply inserted into the skin armor and pierced into the muscles.

"Get rid of it, those bamboo sticks are not my whole!" Fei Yun felt very innocent, he explained while helping Lu Xiaofeng pull out the bamboo stick, but it was the other thief behind him who told him the truth.

"Sorry! Brother Lu, I made that bamboo stick trap, but fortunately you only touched the bamboo stick, in fact, I also put an iron thorn in the back, that thing is much more powerful than a bamboo stick! This thief called Bai Xiaosheng had a white face, but the trap he made was a deep heart, and in order to ensure the power of the trap, he also applied anesthetic on the bamboo stick. As a result, Lu Xiaofeng's wound was not very painful, but the whole lower half of his body was paralyzed.

"Xiaobai, you're too yin! 555, by the way, did you use chili powder in addition to anesthetic! , What kind of chili powder do you use to deal with demons, they can be afraid of that thing, Fei Laosi, Brother Fei help, give me some cool oil, help! Lu Xiaofeng began to look at Bai Xiaosheng with a very resentful color, but then he found that there was a trace of hot pain coming from the paralyzed wound, making his thighs seem to be burned. Sensing that something was wrong, he immediately thought of the thieves' penchant for sprinkling a special chili powder on something, a zuò made from dragon pepper that only a little bit would make a pig dry its mouth. If there was no cooling oil, Lu Xiaofeng could believe that his thighs would become similar to those that had been scorched by the fire.

In the end, it took Fei Yun and the others nearly half an hour to make a passage in the trap bush they had arranged, and this path was finally slightly covered up and became the way for them to leave here in the future. After all, the traps elsewhere were so densely arranged, and all of them were covered by thorn bushes, so it became a very dangerous place close to death.

However, compared to Fei Yun and the others who returned to the tent vertically, Lu Xiaofeng was the worst, he was carried back by the two soldiers who helped. Although Fei Yun provided cooling oil, his thighs still became as ruddy as braised pig's trotters, and they exuded a faint heat, and the cold water could gradually evaporate when poured on.

Of course, Lu Xiaofeng's sacrifice was not without effect, at least in the few little demons that flew by, the well-covered tent was not discovered by the demons. After observing for a long time, Su Xinghe and the others temporarily settled down in this small bush, licking and eating the damage they had received in the battle some time ago. Of course, in addition to waiting for Chen Kai, they were also contacting Mo Yan and them, who were hanging back to the fortress, to ask when they would be able to come to the swamp.

It's just that according to Mo Yan's words, it seems that this follow-up force is a bit huge, and it seems that those players already know about the existence of the Demon Gate, especially the guild leaders behind them seem to want to get a piece of the Devil's Gate matter. If it weren't for the fact that Zela Fortress is temporarily closed to other players, and only players who join the Legion for the first time can live in Zela Fortress, it is estimated that a large number of advanced players will flock here. Of course, this temporary ban will not last long, and it is said that considering the lack of troops in the fortress and the fact that the Empire cannot draw enough troops for the time being, the second group of player legions has begun to slowly recruit. Of course, the number is much smaller than the first time, and only those above level forty-five are recruited, and the original situation of level thirty and above is no longer there.

Therefore, the situation that a large number of more than thirty players appeared in the entire legion at the beginning will not appear in the later player legions, of course, this has nothing to do with Su Xinghe and them, what they care about now is when Mo Yan and them will arrive. Although Mo Yan gathered the team and started to set off after the resurrection, and directly pulled a team of nearly 100 people to kill the swamp violently, but when they approached the swamp less than a hundred miles, they directly collided with a wave of twelve little demons. Although Mo Yan was well prepared, he still lost more than a dozen men, so they had to start cautiously sneaking forward.

In order to take care of the injured players and those who did not wake up for the time being, Su Xinghe and the others lurked in the tent in the swamp in a daze. Only a few thieves cautiously went out to scout the road, and tried to choose a place with dense trees or grass, which might have stepped on some natural traps hidden under the trees, but at least the chances of being exposed to the devil's nose were much lower.