Chapter 20: Turning over a new leaf and taking the initiative
After going upstairs, Nanxing went to rest.
She didn't want to read by the firelight. If she damaged her eyes, she wouldn't have anywhere to cry in such a terrible place.
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In the next few days, Nanxing lived an extremely comfortable life under the protection of these players.
All the zombies that spawn in the sanatorium will be cleaned up by them.
She just read books, ate and drank every day, and her ankle injury has healed.
Then learn some techniques from a few players.
For example, shooting, gun maintenance, fitness, fighting, archery, hand-rolling bullets, ...
They have mastered quite a few skills, which are worthy of the professions they were engaged in before entering the game.
But in reality, she was watching from the side, memorizing all of this, and then secretly practicing it when she was alone in the room.
After all, it is very strange that a weak NPC can learn to this extent.
However, what made Nanxing a little anxious was that their behavior was somewhat beyond her expectations.
These players seemed to have reached some kind of deal and were able to coexist peacefully.
They would send out a few players on rotation every day to go out and explore, but they would also leave one or two people behind to guard Nanxing.
This is not good.
Although life is comfortable now, the longer Nanxing stays with them, the greater the possibility of being exposed.
Moreover, it is not a good thing to be raised in a survival game and become lazy and ignorant.
The time has come to the tenth day of the game.
Nanxing decided to take the initiative.
Coincidentally, the person who stayed behind to guard her today was Daimal.
"Mr. Demar." Nanxing looked at the silent old man sitting in the hall and walked forward hesitantly.
"Can I go for a walk in the woods?"
"Um?"
"I saw in the hospital staff's notes that there is a plant in the woods."
"Okay." Daimal quietly packed up the gun he was maintaining, the cross necklace around his neck swaying.
He put on his hat, rifle, bow and arrow, and agreed without even listening to Nanxing's words.
Nanxing looked at Dai Maer's back and narrowed her eyes.
Demar is a man...
She followed Daimar's footsteps, step by step, with a sweet smile on her face, "Thank you, Mr. Daimar."
"Um."
"Mr. Demar, is the situation outside okay now? Is everyone in the town still alive? Have you seen Grandma Daisy?"
"She is a very good person. I hope the Moon God blesses her and she is okay."
Nanxing chirped like a little bird and asked Dai Maer questions.
Dai Maer was a silent and patient man. He answered Nanxing's questions one by one and took her to the woods.
The woods are very quiet in the afternoon, and the sunlight shines through the leaves and makes people feel warm.
If you ignore the zombies in the woods, this forest is still very beautiful and has many medicinal herbs.
Originally, Nanxing only knew a few species, but all the learning these days was not in vain.
If she knew she was going to enter such a ghost game, she would definitely memorize the Compendium of Materia Medica.
Dai Maer protected Nanxing behind him, raised his bow and arrow calmly, and shot the zombies one after another in an orderly manner.
Nanxing looked at his back with great envy. She pinched her soft flesh and wondered when she would be able to reach their level.
"Okay." Daimar put down his bow and arrow and said lightly.
"Oh, okay, thank you Mr. Demar." Nanxing hurriedly thanked him.
Daimar handed her a basket for the herbs while he went to retrieve the arrows.
Nanxing looked at his back and smiled. She chose today specifically, not only because Dai Maer was in charge of guarding her today, but more importantly because it rained yesterday.
According to the doctor's notes here, a patient once went into the woods to collect mushrooms after the rain, and died after eating this kind of mushrooms.
Comparing the description with the doctor, Nanxing guessed that this mushroom was the fleshy brown-scaled ring-shaped mushroom.
This kind of mushroom looks very ordinary and is not much different from the mushrooms we usually eat.
It often grows in green belts, parks, and under various trees, and grows in spring, summer and autumn.
The initial symptoms of the disease are gastroenteritis, followed by damage to the liver and kidneys, irritability, convulsions, and coma, with a high mortality rate.
Combined with Gelsemium elegans, even if they don't die, they will have no power to fight back.
Nanxing hummed a song and happily collected mushrooms growing under the tree, as well as the heartbreak grass that was very similar to honeysuckle.
Ordinary mushrooms and poisonous mushrooms, honeysuckle and heartbreak grass, when the two are mixed together, it is difficult to tell the difference.
Especially for people from other countries who have little idea about these things.
Although Zhou is a Chinese, judging from his daily conversations, he should be from Hong Kong and has little chance to get to know these things.
Dai Maer leaned against the tree, quietly watching Nanxing flying under the trees like a butterfly, collecting mushrooms and herbs.
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"It's time to go back." Daimar said after looking at the sky.
"Oh, okay." Nanxing responded with a smile.
At this time, they are indeed coming back soon.
It's almost time to make dinner.
"Yeah." Dai Maer took the basket from Nanxing's hand and walked quietly in front.
"Mr. Demar, can I help you with cooking later?" Nan Xing asked tentatively.
"...Okay." Daimar was silent for a moment and said slowly.
"I will definitely make the most delicious meal to thank you." Nanxing lowered his eyes, becoming more certain of what he was thinking.
Back in the sanatorium, Nanxing started to get busy with Daimal.
She participated in the preparation of every dish.
Tonight's dinner is particularly sumptuous.
Creamy mushroom stewed chicken, pan-fried luncheon meat, sandwiches, salads, baked potatoes and roasted venison.
Nanxing finished his meal early and went back to his room. He continued reading before it got dark.
Books contain golden houses and thousands of bushels of grain.
The ancients were not deceiving her.
"Wow - Daimal, what day is today? We can have such a delicious meal." Jin Shitai couldn't help but exclaimed as he looked at the delicious food.
Demar ignored him and called his brother Alejo, serving him a bowl of chicken stew with cream of mushrooms.
Then he filled himself a bowl of creamy mushroom chicken stew, took a baked potato, cut it in half and spread the secret sauce on it.
After Demar and Alejo started eating, the others also sat down and started to enjoy today's feast.
Whatever Daimar eats, they eat too.
They refused to touch anything that Daimar had not eaten.
Jin Shitai, Hackman and Zhou like meat the most, and several meat dishes are their main targets.
Serena and Conti are used to eating vegetarian food based on their previous eating habits, and they can't change it all at once, so falafel is their regular meal.
Soon, all the delicious food on the table was eaten up by them.
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