Chapter 282 The God Forced Me to Be His Follower 8
"No need to apologize, it was just an accident."
Song Si's gaze fell on the girl who was overwhelmed with guilt, and he said understandingly.
"You can leave now."
She's having a bad day.
No, it's not just today; I've been having a lot of bad luck ever since I started playing this game.
Warwear: "I have said that if it is my responsibility, I will not shirk it."
Song Jinhuan looked up at him in astonishment and stammered, "Actually, if it were anyone else, they wouldn't have died. It was just an accident."
Warwear: "But the fact is that I caused your death and the experience point deduction."
That's true, but...
"Are you out of equipment?"
The girl's attention was diverted, and she nodded, saying with a rather aggrieved expression, "I can't farm equipment right now."
Materials for crafting equipment require entering a dungeon.
"I agree."
As soon as the man finished speaking, a friend request popped up in front of Song Jinhuan.
She subconsciously clicked "accept," and the next second, the other party sent a transaction request.
It's clear that the other party's trade list has been filled with one piece of equipment after another.
It's available from head to toe.
"Wait, I have no money or anything valuable to trade with you!"
She was very tempted, but she was dirt poor.
Warwear: "Give me the rejuvenating herb you risked your life to dig up, in exchange."
Throughout the entire process, the man was extremely dominant; all his words were commands.
Song Jinhuan was practically led by the nose.
The transaction was successful the moment the Rejuvenating Herb was placed on the item.
One after another, messages about automatically equipped gear popped up.
The amount of blood on the girl's head visibly increased.
Song Si opened her character information and was surprised to see that her health bar stopped rising at three thousand.
This set of equipment was obtained by chance; it's a top-tier item with no level or class restrictions.
Ji Xuan had brought it up countless times, but he had never paid any attention.
I just didn't expect that when it comes to spirits, they would be so dependent on the attributes of the equipment.
The man couldn't help but ask curiously, "How much defense do you have?"
Song Jinhuan pulled out the attribute table, her face slightly crumbling: "0".
She's a defenseless pushover.
Song Si couldn't help but fall silent for a moment; how could top-tier equipment not increase a player's defense?
All I can say is that spirits are truly special, and their survival is incredibly difficult.
"Consider this equipment as compensation for the shock. Come with me to a place."
He summoned his mount and reached out to the girl.
Judging from these words, there must be other compensation.
Song Jinhuan looked at the hand and shook her head. "The compensation is more than enough. Let's leave it at that for today."
"Thank you so much for the equipment!"
Health increased from 500 to 3000!
She decided to take bigger steps when she returned to the city!
Song Si frowned, clearly displeased with the girl's refusal: "Hurry up."
The man's expression tightened, making him look particularly fierce.
Song Jinhuan shuddered, overwhelmed by the imposing aura, and placed her hand on it.
Song Si's mount was a small green dragon, and Song Jinhuan sat in front of him.
From the moment she set off, she heard a series of beeping sounds from the system.
Health: -50.
Health: -50.
...
Health: -50.
The injury was caused by the wind blowing on my body.
Song Jinhuan shrugged, on the verge of tears, and said, "Could you slow down a bit?"
Waaaaah, I don't know where Song Si is taking her, I'm so worried she'll die again.
She had stored that top-grade Rejuvenation Pill in her warehouse, as she had no other blood-replenishing items on her person.
Song Si slowed down. "Not used to it?"
Then he saw a delicate, white hand raised in front of him, pointing downwards.
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