Leaving ward 04, Bai Lang also saw several survivors who came to seek medical treatment along the way and entered different rooms.

He squinted his eyes, different doctors had different characteristics, and as he passed by Treatment Room 02, he could hear the buzzing of a chainsaw, followed by the sound of sawing and the hysterical screams of patients.

When passing through Treatment Room 07, the interior decoration style is the most unique, and it is eccentric and eccentric. Inside squatted a shriveled weirdo wearing a large mask and only a straw skirt under his crotch. is messing with a dead walking corpse with a bone knife, staining the ground with blood, bored waiting for the patient to throw himself into the net and take the initiative to come to the door.

In comparison, the alcoholic 'Necromancer Surgeon' on Number 04 is still quite good.

……

found his room on the 11th floor, Bai Lang didn't wash, just brushed his teeth and lay down in the soft bed, and began to recall what happened this night.

Fireland, Trial of the Beginners, The Walking Dead, Camp Rogue, Healing Potions, Extraordinary Powers, Necromancer Class Legacy...... There is also the scientific name of the red-skinned monster that I learned from the old doctor: the Sinking Demon!

It all resembles a game he remembers. It's just that the backward and dark medieval style, suddenly replaced with a modern urban background, made him not react for a while.

But is it really related? He was a little uncertain and decided to take a look tomorrow.

"Forget it, let's not think about it yet! Get some sleep and look into it tomorrow. ”

The double exhaustion of his body and mind made him fall asleep quickly.

……

After sleeping until noon, Bai Lang was refreshed, sat up and felt back to his peak state, his arms were not sore, and his legs were not painful.

At this time, the window is already bright, there is light but you can't see the sun?

He opened the window, breathed in the fresh air, and began to check his body. The worst leg bite had healed completely, and the new tender flesh and sutures had grown together, making him feel tangled. It is pitted to the touch, and the color is inconsistent, forming a clear bite mark.

"It's ugly."

In addition, both the shoulder and the palm have fully recovered, and the 'healing potion' lives up to its name.

After washing his face, he suddenly remembered the 'treasure chest' he had harvested last night!

Since that Fallen Demon, he has killed several walking dead in a row, but he has never received a hint from Paradise. I don't know if it's my own black face? Or is the treasure chest explosion rate too low? Or is it that the low-level monster who is too garbage doesn't deserve to explode the key at all?

Staring at the 'Ring of Darkness' on the inside of his wrist, his mind was highly focused, and the dull key resurfaced, floating in the air.

At the same time, I also received a reminder from the park:

[You have a treasure chest, is it open?] 】

Bai Lang naturally chose to grasp the key in his hand under the guidance of Paradise, poke it into the air, insert it into the invisible keyhole, and with the twisting, an illusory 'treasure chest' was opened.

[You have gained 1 ember, which has been deposited in the Black Ring; You've got the 'Crispy Phillips Screwdriver' and you've opened up your personal storage space, 1m³. 】

WTF？！ Bai Lang was stunned by this.

The moment he opened the treasure chest, there was an extra piece of information in his mind: the 'embers' were the products of the burning of the 'salary', the ashes of the 'laws', the raw materials of the 'runes', and the cornerstone of all things.

Translated into the vernacular, it is the currency of the park, which you can use to upgrade your abilities, buy items and equipment, or use it for other services. And just 1 point, in addition to reflecting the ferocity and strength of the sinking demon, also represents MMP.

Then, he focused his attention on the 'Paradise' certified equipment, the first item he could take out of this world, and kept a faint sense of excitement and anticipation in his heart.

【Crispy screwdriver-one-handed/Phillips】

Quality: White (Normal)

Attack: Weak damage (damage value is too low to be displayed.) ）

Durability: 20/20

Trait: Phlebotomy (small amount)

Description: Sinking Demon's crispy. It's a bit salty, and it's congenitally weak, and it's bullied and ostracized in the ethnic group. At the half-year-old rite of passage, it was sent into a warehouse by a tribal wizard to perform the 'casting ceremony' customary of underage Sinking Demons, and finally chose two screwdrivers as natal weapons.

Unwilling to continue raising it, the disappointed people stripped it of its surname, banished Crispy from the tribe, and reduced him to a lonely ghost. Unwilling to prove himself and gain the approval of his companions, Crispy finds the mysterious 'Old Witch Doctor in the Old Town', makes an evil pact, and obtains the blessings of hell. (When impaled by a screwdriver, it will cause forced bleeding depending on the strength of the attack.) ）

Now that the 'Crispy Slotted Screwdriver' is missing, you have two options to further improve the quality of your equipment by inheriting the Phillips Screwdriver:

1. Kill 10 humans with the 'Cross Knife', absorb souls and dedicate them to the mysterious wizard, and get further enhancements.

2Find the mysterious wizard, ignore the agreement, beat it, threaten it, force it, and complete the strengthening of equipment.

Different choices will affect your final faction and evaluation.

…

In the room, Bai Lang was holding a screwdriver and was speechless for a long time.

This is clearly an ordinary Phillips screwdriver, which looks a little shabby. The only peculiarity, presumably the position of the handle, is carved with several runes.

As for the other 'one-word knife', he had also seen it. It was the weapon that Mr. Crispy used when he attacked himself before he died. I didn't expect this to have a good history, it turned out to be its natal weapon, or a suit? And there is the potential to continue to strengthen and improve!

I knew this was the case, so I picked it up together.

However, recalling the words of the guide, unless the space is certified as 'equipment', it cannot be taken out of this world. Even if you pick up that 'slotted screwdriver', as long as it is not opened from the treasure chest, you can't count it, and you are destined to only have one?

He put the 'cross knife' into his personal space, then conjured it up again, and then took it back again, and had a lot of fun. Although this certified equipment was very unpopular, the opening of the carry-on space comforted his wounded heart.

…

"Do you want to look for the 'Old Town Sharing Old Wizard'? Listening to the name, it is an elite monster with a title, which belongs to its own hunting range, and it can also strengthen the level of this equipment. ”

The thought of using a screwdriver as a weapon made Bai Lang feel ashamed. But he was not very willing to give up at will. After all, according to the park's instructions, it still has the potential to improve. It's a big deal to sell it after it appreciates.

Bai Lang made up his mind to release the 'Mysterious Wizard' to the key focus list, and kill the other party if he had the chance! Then, he took his 'identity card' and pushed the door open.

At this time, it was close to noon, and his stomach was growling, just looking for a place to solve the problem of food and clothing, and by the way, he investigated the details of Rogge's camp, and at the same time verified the thoughts in his heart.

…

The hall on the first floor was much livelier than last night, and when I went out, the streets were noisy and lively, and the air was filled with the sweet smell of gunsmoke and blood.

Bai Lang glanced at it casually, and found several trialists with panicked and worried expressions, holding weapons in their hands, lined up anxiously and confused, and signed contracts one by one under the leadership of a local. The 'martial artist' who didn't appear last night was also among them, playing the role of team leader, but his expression was not very good-looking.

No matter how you look at it, this picture looks like the person in charge of the construction site, recruiting a group of short-term temporary domestic workers on the street.

He had no deep impression of these people, all of whom had not arrived last night, including a few who refused to board the Lost Battering Hammer. This group of survivors did not receive the private rewards of the 'guides', and even the free night was canceled. The start was much worse than my own.

It seems that in order to survive, they are working at the rhythm of short-term jobs?

Bai Lang didn't have the idea of coming forward to talk, so he turned around and left, carefully observing the actions of passers-by along the way.