There was no foreplay and the conversation went straight to the point, which was a bit difficult for Russell to adapt to.
Fortunately, that terrifying feeling of being stared at did not appear.
This made him feel relieved.
Compared to others, Russell knew very well that once he was watched, he would die in a short time, without any judgment or reason. At most, he would have some time to tidy up his clothes...
He looked around this terrible area and said, "It's not convenient to talk here. Let's go to where I live."
"Can."
Colin nodded. "Before that, open your backpack and let me see..."
He couldn't possibly allow the other party to carry a bunch of "dangerous items" and give him the opportunity to counterattack at any time.
"I don't have much left..." Russell sighed, and could only open his backpack and let others touch it.
Anyway, there is nothing important except the mysterious item.
However, Colin couldn't help but say "WTF" when he checked his backpack...
So rich
"Red potion*4, recover 30% of the damage..."
"Blue potion, medium amplification potion, recovery card*5, dark chocolate bar, compressed biscuits, canned meat, engineer shovel..."
Russell interrupted with a strange expression: "Isn't this just a normal thing issued by the system? There is a set of red and blue potions and a food set every day. Is there anything strange about that..."
[You realize that this man doesn't seem to be lying...]
Colin pulled his lips, not knowing what expression to make: "... We don't have this thing..."
If this system sends these things every day, would so many people die
As for running out of the cabin every day and fighting for a little food
You know, many people are still entering and exiting the gray fog with injuries...
Just for a bite of black bread...
If it weren’t for their quick recovery, many people would probably not have been able to hold on.
Some people can't bear the severe pain of the wound and choose not to face it anymore...
Don't think about it. Colin plans to take all the things away. These are all good things.
Now he was becoming more and more interested in the situation faced by the "previous batch" of people.
It seems that they are not that miserable
So why did everything turn out like this
Compared with these people, he felt like he was raised by a stepmother...
At this time, Russell didn't feel bad, because these things were indeed very common and ordinary to them, and until now they were a group every day...
He even drinks it when he's bored:
"By the way, friend, can you save a red potion for me?"
His face is still swollen.
Colin reached out and put the last red potion into his backpack. Without looking back, he continued to pull the other person's backpack and said:
"Your injury will heal if you eat something..."
... Is it that serious? It's not a valuable item. Russell didn't know what to say for a while.
But soon, he felt distressed because Colin took out a coin from his backpack.
An old brass coin, so worn out that no pattern can be seen anymore.
Colin took it in his hand and looked at it.
It was this thing that made them masters of human body outlining, and they shot for a long time without hitting a single shell.
[“Fate Coins”: Store your daily luck and release it at critical moments. You can store up to ten minutes of luck.]