Martial arts conference
When Doug heard this term, his eyes suddenly lit up, and even diluted the frustration brought by the tragic start.
No man would refuse a world of martial arts.
Of course, there is only half a year left until the martial arts conference, and without any adventures, there is not much hope of learning martial arts. However, this is a game simulation field, so it should not be that harsh on the players.
You can’t experience such an immersive game on Earth, not to mention that he has plug-ins.
You're here now.
I have to see what the world of martial arts is like.
Doug has been observing Feng Jiu.
In a short while, Feng Jiu had eaten half of the straw mat. The swollen eyelids under his eyes had visibly diminished a lot, and the effect was immediate.
Since Taotie helps to repair injuries, his two keywords must also be useful.
Feng Jiu said that he would help him heal his wounds after he recovered, but Doug did not intend to put his fate in the hands of others. Moreover, Feng Jiu's words were both threatening and exploitative, so he had to be on guard.
The conditions for backstab are not yet available, so Duger turned his attention to "maintenance".
Maintain: to protect, to preserve, to protect, to protect…
After thinking carefully about the definition of maintenance, Douger moved his body with difficulty, revealed the reed mat underneath, and said with concern: "Brother Jiu, is the mat over there enough to eat? If not, I have more here, and I'll give it all to you."
cough!
Feng Jiu was chewing the straw mat and was already choking. When he suddenly heard these words, the whole mouthful of straw was stuck in his throat and could not go up or down.
He pounded his chest with the hands that were removing the straw mat, and finally managed to pry out the straw in his throat.
Coming back to his senses, Feng Jiu gasped for air, glared at Doug angrily, and shouted, "You did this on purpose, didn't you? I'm giving up a broken straw mat, why should I give it to you?"
It was as if a warm current was rising from his internal organs, and Doug felt that the pain all over his body was relieved a lot. His eyes lit up slightly, it actually worked!
This is the real feeling...
Is this the power of keywords
Love it, love it!
What a taotie, how can it be useful if it is maintained
If you still want to eat the straw mat, I just need to say a few words...
Looking at the angry experience pack on the other side, Doug struck while the iron was hot and comforted him: "Brother Jiu, don't be angry. You know, our current situation is too bad. Only if one of us gets better can we have hope of continuing! Your Taotie is easy to grow and has more hope than me. I can't move. There is nothing else to eat in this room, only this straw mat. Even if I have to sleep on a cold kang, I have to let Brother Jiu get better first!"
Feng Jiu looked at Doug, thoughtfully.
Another warm current rose up, and Doug's injuries improved a lot.
He was secretly delighted, well, giving up a piece of torn straw mat was safeguarding the common interests of both of them, so this was how to use keywords, I am really a genius!
This game is fun!
The pain eased, and Douger struggled to sit up. He looked at Feng Jiu, who had a surprised expression on his face, and after thinking for a moment, he decided to give him a ruthless blow: "Brother Jiu, it will take too long to recover just by eating the straw mat. Why don't you drink some of my blood? Blood is more nutritious than straw, and it will definitely help you recover faster..."
“Fuck…” Feng Jiu’s eyes widened.
The words haven't finished yet.
Doug's strength recovered a little bit again. He got down from the bed with difficulty, grabbed the porcelain bowl on the bedside, and knocked it hard on the table, breaking it into pieces.
Looking at Douge holding the porcelain shard, Feng Jiu's face suddenly changed. He moved to the corner in panic and asked anxiously, "What are you going to do? Brother, I call you brother. Don't be impulsive. We can discuss anything..."
If you are not ruthless, you cannot stand firm!
Besides, it’s not your own body.
Doug looked at Feng Jiu, gritted his teeth, and cut a cut on his palm. Blood dripped down his palm.
Enduring the pain, Doug moved step by step to Feng Jiu's side. In his stunned eyes, he put his palm to his mouth: "Come on, Brother Jiu, open your mouth. I am the auxiliary and you are the main force. As long as you can recover, my sacrifice is nothing at all..."
Feng Jiu seemed to have not expected that Doug would really cut his palm, and his eyes widened in surprise: "You..."
But Doug's protection was sincere and overbearing, and his physical strength recovered faster than he could eat the straw mat, so he easily held down his hand and brought the bloody hand to his mouth.
Blood enters the stomach.
Feng Jiu's pale face turned visibly redder. Doug was right, blood was much more nutritious than grass.
However, he was only forced to drink a mouthful of blood, but Doug really cut his palm, and did not just say a few words of protection, but could be said to be protecting others with his life. Comparing the two, Doug used the keywords more and recovered faster than Feng Jiu.
The moment the blood fell into Feng Jiu's mouth, the injuries to Doug's internal organs instantly improved by more than half, and even the wounds that had just been cut healed on their own.
not only that.
The personal panel that had been swaying in front of Doug flickered, and an advanced skill appeared:
Sacrifice for justice: The target you are protecting will be 30% less wary of you.
…
The bet was right.
Looking at the new derivative skills that appeared in his personal list, Doug pursed his lips. It turned out that as long as the words and actions met the definition of the keywords, the injuries would recover. The more they matched, the faster the injuries would recover.
The key word is character setting. It turns out that the so-called simulation field is all about acting skills. This crappy simulation field is essentially an actor training base!
According to this inference, we should be able to infer the other party's keywords from their words and actions, and then make targeted plans for them.
Of course, be careful with advanced skills...
Doug summarized the rules of the simulation field and glanced at other values.
There was no change in other aspects, but in the ranking, more than 300 people were reduced in a short while, and the value became 187＼936.
Doug thought that the number 187 in front should be his ranking, and the number 936 at the back should be the total number of people left in the simulation field.
In ten minutes, only more than 900 people were left in the simulation field of 3,000.
I have to say, this so-called simulation field trial is really cruel.
However, after knowing the rules of growth, Doug has great confidence that he can survive in this simulation field.
…
Perhaps it was the effect of sacrificing one's life to lower one's vigilance. Seeing that Douge did not make the next move, Feng Jiu secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He quietly extended the tip of his tongue and licked the blood dripping from the corner of his mouth. He said sincerely: "I was wrong, Feng Qi, you are better than I thought. You adapted to the keywords so quickly. If I were in your position, I would never use my own blood to save others."
"Brother Jiu, this has nothing to do with whether I am excellent or not. It is all for the benefit of our team." Doug looked humble, as if he had just done something insignificant. "You know, my keyword is maintenance, which is a supporting keyword. If I don't find someone to cooperate with, I won't go far in the simulation field. It is reasonable for me to save you. I hope that when we fight together in the future, you can rest assured to leave your back to me. After all, when I protect you, I can also grow, right?"
Feng Jiu was stunned for a moment, then smiled: "Well said, this is the correct way to cooperate. We should be afraid of those who hide and scheme behind the scenes. Seventh brother, I recognize you as my friend. My family still has some influence. If we have a chance to enter the top ten, I will definitely find a way to transfer you to an elite school."
Popular schools, elite schools...
Doug collected some more information about the other side's world. He smiled and nodded: "Thank you, Brother Jiu."
…
Doug looked at his personal panel and reached out to press the close button. The panel was transparent, but it kept flashing in front of his eyes, somewhat affecting his vision.
"Do you have any more blood? Give me some more." Feng Jiu looked up at Doug and said hopefully, "Don't mention it. Drinking a mouthful of your blood is more effective than chewing half a straw mat."
You are really asking for more!
Doug looked down at Feng Jiu and said with a smile: "The blood is gone, do you want that thing? One drop of gold equals ten drops of blood. I think that thing is more useful than blood..."
Feng Jiu's smile froze on his face. He thought of Douge's madness in cutting his palm just now. Looking at Douge who was eager to try, he was afraid that he would do something impulsive. He said dryly: "Seventh Brother, I was joking... Ugh..."
"Don't worry, I was just kidding!" Looking at the retching Feng Jiu, Doug smiled and said, "If you were a woman, I would still consider it, but a big and strong man, you don't find it disgusting, but I do! Brother Jiu, what's so good about drinking blood? It was just a temporary measure just now. Now that I can move, I will go out and find you two bundles of fresh fodder, no, real food. If you suck me dry by drinking blood, I'm afraid you can't recover..."
Feng Jiu's eyes twitched a few times, and he spat out the grass in his mouth several times, urging, "I'm being too picky. Then I'll leave it to you, Seventh Brother. Go and come back soon. To be honest, I'm almost vomiting from eating the straw mat. It's really not something that humans can eat."
"Okay." Doug nodded, "But before you go out, you have to tell me about the layout and personnel composition of the Feng family. Otherwise, I will be completely in the dark. Not to mention finding food, it will be a problem whether I can come back alive."
"I neglected it." Feng Jiu sat up with difficulty, picked up a tile and drew the layout of Feng Mansion on the wall. He said as he drew, "Our current location is called Shangwu Courtyard, and the people living in the courtyard are all sparring partners like us. The courtyard opposite is called Chongwu Courtyard, where the disciples and guards of Feng Mansion live. Further in is the martial arts arena, and the kitchen is in Chongwu Courtyard..."
Feng Jiu spent a full three minutes talking about the layout of the Feng Mansion, including the characteristics of the main characters.
Doug listened patiently and took notes carefully. He repeated several questions about the uncertain points several times until he was sure that there were no omissions. Then he nodded and walked out the door: "Wait for me."
The moment he went out, his body hunched over, he held his chest and limped forward. He was seriously injured just now, but in the blink of an eye he was full of life. It was not realistic, so he had to pretend. It is better to be safe than sorry.
Looking at Doug who suddenly became weak, Feng Jiu's expression was extremely grim. He stared at the door in a trance, stunned for a moment, then pulled a piece of straw mat from under him, stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it quickly.
(End of this chapter)