"You didn't see the scene when we found them today!"
"Wow~ What happened to those two? It's a miracle they survived!"
Around the campfire, the Zhen brothers recounted, in a call-and-response manner, what had happened earlier that day when they found Wang Wenfei and Merita while hunting.
Several girls in the team participated in the treatment after they brought Wang Wenfei and the other girl back. The sight of the visible superficial injuries on the two girls made everyone gasp in shock.
His body was covered in a crisscross of new and old wounds. It was only by virtue of these injuries that he had not become infected or inflamed, or that he had not been found by wild animals that smelled his scent.
Just as Mingmei was wondering how they had managed to evade these wild beasts, she heard Zhen Hu say that when they encountered these two people, they were practically clinging to the back of a large herbivorous dinosaur, barely holding on to their last breath.
"When I saw them from afar, I thought they were incredibly awesome, daring to ride even ancient behemoths. But when I got closer, wow! They were both lying down!"
The moment they saw us, they practically tumbled headfirst off the beast. Keep in mind, it was seven or eight meters high! If my brother and I hadn't run fast enough to catch them, they would have been seriously injured, if not killed!
"You two brothers are really something to dare to go and catch something from a height of seven or eight meters!"
"Hey, they didn't actually fall straight down. They slid down the monster's belly a bit, so the completely vertical fall was only three or four meters."
"That's still very impressive."
"Haha, not bad!"
Zhen Hu and Zhen Po received everyone's praise for a while, but eventually the topic returned to the two girls who were still unconscious.
"I don't know if they can get through this."
Some people in the group were already starting to worry quietly.
"Probably. He doesn't have a fever. Just a few days ago, Mu Chen identified some herbs in the wild that can stop bleeding and reduce inflammation, and he used those. If he doesn't have any internal injuries, he should wake up in a few days."
After speaking softly, Mingmei looked at Mu Chen, who was arranging herbs beside her.
He heard Mingmei call his name, so he looked up at her and smiled gently. Mingmei's heart softened at the smile, and the gentle atmosphere that flowed between them made the players who were looking over turn their heads away again in tacit agreement.
Oh, right, they should be concerned about the two people lying down, not the two sitting over there.
Thinking about it this way, one of the players quickly changed the subject: "Yeah, it's good that people are alive."
After that, other players echoed similar sentiments one after another.
"That's right, it's better than not surviving and being eliminated. I originally thought that it wouldn't be difficult for each person to earn another 90 points in this game... But after actually being in the game, I just felt that I must have been given too much nutrient solution in the game pod and my brain was waterlogged!"
"You've already been through two deadly group games, and you still think it's so simple? For me, every game I just have one attitude: just survive. It's just that I didn't expect this time to be even harder to survive than the last one."
Players who had experienced the zombie dungeon were still haunted by the initial and final kills, only to find out that this game was truly a game of constant killing from beginning to end.
They want your character to shed the habits of a wild beast and embrace civilization, yet they also plunge you into the daily terror of being targeted by wild beasts, forcing you to repeatedly cross your own moral boundaries in your desperate escape for survival.
The constant back-and-forth of deductions and additions kept taunting their fragile nerves.
Moreover, compared to gaining points, most players initially only face two choices: live and lose points; die and gain no points.
This game is so frustrating!
Dogecoin's plan!
...
"Achoo!"
This time, Yan Hui did not enter the virtual space to watch his niece play games.
Because his temporary residence received a guest he had expected—Dr. Feng Jia from the Psychological Counseling Department of the Central Military Academy Hospital.
"Mr. Yan Hui, are you alright?"
The two were sitting on the sofa drinking coffee when Yan Hui suddenly sneezed, prompting the other to offer a concerned greeting.
"It's okay. If you make too many games, people will always complain about it."
Yan Hui, who is very self-aware of his reputation, is also thick-skinned and can easily make fun of himself.
"Mr. Yan Hui's games are truly refreshing. I've played a few myself, and they're really good; they get your heart racing." (Biquge)
Before coming here, Feng Jia had naturally done his homework and even played the games designed by Yan Hui.
It has to be said that some things in the other party's game made him even more determined to meet Yan Hui.
Yan Hui smiled as he listened to his answer, seeing that the other party's performance was indeed remarkable, fully living up to Mu Chen's description of this person—a gentle and refined pervert.
The first half is based on sensory perceptions without knowing the person's background;
The latter part comes from Mu Chen's intuition.
"It's refreshing. With so many games available, some of them are quite similar and not as good as you say." Yan Hui smiled modestly. "I'm just providing everyone with different death experiences."
So, is Mr. Yan Hui very afraid of death?
No, not at all.
Yan Hui picked up his coffee and drank it nonchalantly, without adding sugar or milk. The bitter taste of the coffee, mixed with a unique aroma, filled his mouth, and his mind became increasingly clear.
"Is it that you are not afraid of death, or do you feel that you are not threatened by death at all?"
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