Yuan Yuxue's expression was calm and indifferent. He glanced at the few people and took a few steps forward. There was no smell of blood on him, but there was a cold and fresh smell coming from the wind and snow, which was difficult to describe and capture, but inexplicably made people addicted.
For some reason, the faces of several players turned slightly red. However, the situation was urgent, and it was definitely not the time to think about those trivial love affairs. So they shook their heads violently, came back to their senses, pointed outside with a little anxiety, and described the strange things they saw at a very fast speed.
Monsters that were attracted inexplicably, cannibalizing corpses, and increasing their strength...
In fact, it was just a few words, and the players themselves were a little ashamed and said: "We were afraid that we couldn't hold on, so we sent a distress signal..."
Someone looked at Yuan Yuxue expectantly and asked cautiously, "Yuan Yuxue, do you have any good ideas?"
While they were talking, Yuan Yuxue also slightly turned sideways and glanced at the monsters that were surrounding tightly outside.
His expression remained unchanged, and his dark eyes were still calm. He seemed to be thinking for a moment before speaking, "Let's deal with the most important things first..."
Important matter
The few of them were quite nervous. After Yuan Yuxue said this, they immediately started brainstorming - have they neglected something important? !
At this moment, Yuan Yuxue said to one of them, "Stretch out your hand."
The man Yuan Yuxue was looking at was slightly startled. Being stared at by those eyes, his face inexplicably turned red, and he looked nervous as if he was about to faint. It was not until he stayed there for so long that Yuan Yuxue felt a little strange—there seemed to be a "?" above Yuan Yuxue's head, and she looked at him blankly. Then he said "oh, oh-oh-" a few times and stretched out his hand to Yuan Yuxue.
Yuan Yuxue pondered for a moment, and asked him curiously, "Does your wound hurt?"
The person he was asking was the player who was injured in the battle with the monster.
Injuries of this degree were nothing to Yuan Yuxue—although he was rarely injured, accidents did happen.
It was only because of the special function of the combat robot that Yuan Yuxue's pain sense was extremely dull, almost non-existent. Such an injury certainly had no effect on him, and his movements did not slow down by even two seconds. But according to Yuan Yuxue's understanding of humans, they should be extremely sensitive to pain... Why did the player in front of him seem to have not noticed such a wound and seemed to be slow to react.
The movement of raising his arm may have compressed the wound, and dark blood continued to seep out from the tightly wrapped bandage. He was stunned for a second by Yuan Yuxue's question, and then he came back to his senses belatedly. His facial features twisted slightly, and he began to howl, "It hurts, it hurts-"
Yuan Yuxue: “…”
The response was indeed slow.
When he saw Yuan Yuxue just now, he was completely focused on her. Now when Yuan Yuxue was mentioned, the pain seemed to pierce his heart and seep out from the cracks between his bones, causing his eyes to turn black with pain.
Yuan Yuxue said again: “…”
He seemed to be speechless, but his hands did not stop moving.
Yuan Yuxue seemed to be reciting something in a low voice, and her fingertips lightly brushed across the hideous crack, lingering on the bandage that was oozing black blood, making a vague touch.