Name: Doug;
No.: 48699527;
Mental strength: 60;
Current ranking: 3000＼3000;
Key words for the session: maintenance;
Keyword for the match: backstab;
Advanced skills: None;
Derivatives: None;
…
Doug opened his eyes, and a string of data floated in front of him, unreal and full of technology. Through the data, he could see the dusty beams, purlins and rafters on the roof.
The old architectural style and structure are obviously not modern.
Traveling through time? Dreaming
A faint smell of blood and sourness lingered at his nose, making him feel very uncomfortable. Doug subconsciously straightened up and tried to sit up, but the severe pain all over his body made him fall back.
hiss!
Doug groaned, and only then did he feel as if his whole body and internal organs were torn apart, and there was no part that didn't hurt.
Oh shit!
Doug bared his teeth. This body must have been beaten by dozens of people!
However, this also confirmed that he had traveled through time and was definitely not dreaming. If it was a dream, he would have woken up long ago with such pain.
Doug sighed secretly. Nowadays, the methods of time travel are becoming more and more outrageous, even sleeping is not spared.
"Don't waste your energy. Your injuries are more serious than mine. Don't even think about moving without resting for a month." An unclear voice came from the side.
Doug turned his head and saw another injured person lying on the wooden bed next to him.
The man's face was swollen like a pig's head, with a bloody and dirty piece of cloth stuffed in one nostril. His swollen eyes looked at him sideways, and his mouth kept moving.
He had one arm that could move, and was tearing the straw mat beneath him, and continuously putting dry reed stems into his mouth, as if they were the most delicious delicacy in the world.
However, seeing his gnashing expression as he swallowed, Doug knew that the mat was not tasty. At this time, he had already gnawed off a large piece of the reed mat, about 20 centimeters square.
Is your family financial situation so poor that you have to have a feast
Doug judged the current situation and felt sad. Could it be that the guy he traveled through was not only seriously injured, but also so poor that he couldn't even afford to eat
What kind of person did he travel through time into
What a miserable start!
Doug refocused on his personal data and secretly thanked himself that he had a golden finger...
The man kept talking and continued to ask: "Brother, what is your keyword?"
Doug was stunned and subconsciously looked at the two key words "maintenance" and "backstab" in the personal profile. What was going on
Does everyone have a panel
Isn't this his exclusive golden finger
This is so...
"Don't pretend." The man smiled with difficulty. "I watched you take over another body. Don't believe what your teachers in civilian schools say about not revealing your key words. They are all lies. This is a simulated field trial, not a real alien battlefield. Only by cooperating can we have a chance of a win-win situation. If you don't cooperate, with your current physical condition, I will eliminate you in minutes when I recover. Do you believe it?"
Simulation field
Alien battlefield
What is this again
Doug became more and more confused. He hated this feeling. Losing all information was too unfriendly for a time traveler. Since he had traveled through time, why not give him the host's memory
After a moment of silence, Doug calmed down and asked, "The premise of cooperation is honesty. What are your keywords first?"
"Honest?" The man sneered and shook the reed mat in his hand. "I have been eating these hard-to-swallow straw mats all the time. This is such an obvious hint. What do you think my key words are?"
Doug said dimly: "People can disguise themselves."
"It's the same trick from the Civilian Academy again..." The man looked at Doug in disbelief, then laughed, "I'm impressed by your train of thought. I chewed on a straw mat that even dogs wouldn't eat just to trick you? Who do you think you are?"
Keywords related to eating
Doug thought about it based on his keywords and asked tentatively, "You're so hungry that you won't be picky about what you eat?"
"Fuck you, you're so hungry that you won't choose what to eat. There's no way to play dumb like this." The man said angrily, "My keyword is gluttony."
"Taotie?" Doug repeated in surprise.
"Yes." The man was proud, shaking the grass stem in his hand, "As long as you keep eating, you can grow rapidly. One of the best keywords. Before taking over my body, my injuries were similar to yours. I ate two bowls of rice and a straw mat. Now I can sit up. Brother, you are getting a great deal by cooperating with me. Otherwise, with your injuries, you would most likely not survive."
Doug saw the two empty bowls in front of him, and then looked at his empty bedside. He didn't care that the guy had stolen his food, but focused on the core of his words, Taotie, as long as you keep eating, you can grow rapidly...
It seems that keywords are the key to breaking the deadlock.
Doug thought to himself, his keywords are maintenance and backstab. Since Taotie eats, then maintenance and backstab...
The meanings of two words came to his mind:
Maintain: to maintain and protect something from damage; synonyms: to repair, to maintain, to protect and cover.
Backstab: a blow from behind, a stab in the back; synonyms: betrayal, sneak attack.
…
Before traveling through time, Doug was a student majoring in Chinese, so he knew the meaning of these words very well, since Taotie can grow by eating.
By analogy, the key to his growth should be to protect others. But since there is protection, why is the second keyword backstab
The two should be in conflict!
wrong.
That guy just said one key word...
Doug looked at the man and asked ambiguously, "Anything else?"
"What else?" the man asked, and then he sneered, "Brother, don't be too greedy, I am in control now..."
"My keyword is maintenance." Since the other party only said one keyword, Doug also hid one.
There are too many things he doesn't understand. No matter what his intentions are, the information you get from him, whether true or false, is much better than figuring it out on your own.
It would be enough to gain his trust with just one keyword. Moreover, there was no need to say a keyword like backstab, which needed to be concealed to be effective. Doug was even prepared to make up a random word if he asked further questions.
"Maintenance?" But the man had no intention of asking further questions. His eyes lit up and he swallowed the straw mat in his mouth with force. "Auxiliary keywords, great, you are indeed the chosen partner. It's worth it that I chased you here to take over your body. You protect me, I eat desperately, brother will take you to fly, and get rid of everyone..."
The other party didn't have any intention of using a second keyword. Could it be that he only had one keyword
It seems that he still has a golden finger, but it remains to be verified...
Doug laughed awkwardly and tried to get closer: "Brother, what's your name?"
The man said, "Feng Jiu."
"Real name?" Doug asked.
"Of course it's the name of this body." Feng Jiu chuckled, "Brother, our friendship only ends in this simulation. We each get what we need. After we leave the simulation, no one will know each other. Do you understand?"
"I understand." Doug nodded and stopped asking questions.
This is the second time Feng Jiu mentioned the simulation field. Combined with the current situation, Doug speculated that the simulation field most likely refers to the current world.
Simulate a real world for people to play games
Doug looked around.
The buildings, the smells, the pain in my body…
Everything is lifelike.
If such a realistic world is virtual, how high would the technological level of the other world be
If it's a game, there should be an exit button!
Doug looked at his character panel again. He didn't find the exit button, but he found a value change. The value of the current ranking was originally 3000\3000, but now it has become 1115\1213;
"1213?" Doug muttered consciously.
"The 60% who didn't succeed in possessing another body are unlucky!" Feng Jiu sighed and looked at Doug, "Brother, I have to say that with your mental strength, you are very lucky to have found a seriously injured person and successfully possess his body."
60% elimination rate
Doug followed the key point of his words and continued to ask, "Brother Jiu, do you think that if we two work together, we can eliminate others?"
"Of course I can." Feng Jiu continued to chew on the straw mat with his teeth bared. "Brother's keyword is gluttony, a representative word for winning without doing anything. With your support, it would be unfair if I don't make the top ten. Don't worry, if I can make the top ten, I can definitely bring you in. Otherwise, it would be strange if you can grow up with your unremarkable support."
"Brother Jiu, we're all counting on you." Doug forced a smile on his face, "Brother Jiu, I wonder what the identity of the guy whose body we took over is? Tell me, I don't know anything, don't let me get away with it..."
"You have no memory?" Feng Jiu asked in surprise.
As expected, he is the only one who has no memory, what a pitfall!
Doug cursed inwardly and said in frustration: "I have no memory at all. I don't know what went wrong."
Feng Jiu looked at Doug with pity, and said with a tut-tut sound: "Maybe the guy you traveled through was too seriously injured and died when he took over the body, so his memory was lost! This kind of situation has happened in the simulation field before. Fortunately, you met me. Otherwise, with an auxiliary keyword and lost your memory, how would you survive?"
call!
Doug let out a sigh of relief and said with a wry smile: "Bad luck!"
"You've got good luck meeting me." Feng Jiu spat out the grass residue that he couldn't swallow and cursed, "Pah, it's so damn disgusting. When your body recovers, if you don't eat delicacies every day, it will be a shame for me to have to eat grass mats."
He tore off another piece of mat and stuffed it into his mouth. "Your name in this world is Feng Qi, and mine is Feng Jiu. We are the sparring partners for the young masters and disciples of the Feng family."
Doug was puzzled: "Sparring partner?"
"It's just a sandbag." Feng Jiu spat out another mouthful of grass residue. "Those young masters didn't treat their sparring partners as human beings. Otherwise, why do you think we were injured so badly? However, we also got the upper hand. If they weren't injured so badly, it wouldn't be so easy for us to take over their bodies..."
Sandbag
Doug's face suddenly turned dark. It was indeed a tragic start.
He continued to ask: "Brother Jiu, is there any other key information?"
"Half a year later, the Qiao family's holy land will be opened, and the 10th Martial Arts Conference will be held at that time. The outstanding young people in the martial arts world will be selected to enter the holy land to search for treasures. This should be the main storyline of the world. We have to find a way to participate in the martial arts conference. Only by staying close to the main storyline can we get a good ranking." Feng Jiu looked at Du Ge and said seriously, "The sons and descendants of the Feng family are preparing for the martial arts conference. They tortured us sparring partners, so we were injured so badly. Our top priority is to find a way to escape from the Feng family, otherwise, they will practice us to death sooner or later..."
(End of this chapter)