Without a second thought, Su Deng spent thirty points to buy bandages, wrapped them around Su Muye's hand, and grabbed the bracelet on his wrist. "Subik!"
The smart bracelet screen is black and there is no response at all.
Su Deng's expression darkened slightly.
"Hey, newbie, this is a survival game. You're being too soft-hearted with these NPC villagers." Qin Xian walked over, twirling his sword in his hand. "You wouldn't be so soft-hearted as to offer a sacrifice to an NPC, would you?"
“He’s not an NPC!” Su Deng looked down at Su Muye, her eyes dark and her emotions unreadable. “He’s not a sacrifice either!”
Qin Xian raised an eyebrow. "Then could it be your son?"
“I heard,” Zhuo Feng said, walking in from outside carrying a sword, squinting at the child in Su Deng’s arms, “that this newcomer had a child always by his side when he was getting used to the newbie system…”
They didn't pay attention to the newcomers; they only learned about Su Deng, the child, and her murderous massacre when the main system issued a world notification. They heard it from other people who were watching at the time.
They came to this room together, and they never expected to run into Su Deng in this room.
Of course, you should only pick the softest persimmons.
A newbie, a greenhorn, who doesn't fully understand the game, has no skills, no martial arts... isn't he just an easy target?
Each dungeon contains only one divine-grade material, and they never respawn. These materials are the rarest and most expensive items in the entire game world.
Because once you collect 100, you can exchange them with the gods for any wish.
Human ambition and desire, once fully unleashed and thrown into a world without laws and rules, will be amplified infinitely.
It's like a carrot dangling in front of you; everyone will want more and flock to it.
The probability of obtaining god-tier materials is only 40%.
With so many people in the game world, the difficulty increases even further.
In addition, each god-level material has a different special effect, such as being able to exchange for a resurrection card to save your life, or to enhance yourself, etc., and it is only a one-time use.
It's hard to farm, but it's the most consumable item.
Relying on ability to seize things has become an unwritten rule in the Spirit Realm.
The newcomer Su Deng, who possesses god-tier material, is now synonymous with all pushovers; she's like a piece of Tang Monk's flesh.
Since they've stumbled upon this opportunity, it must be their destiny, and they certainly won't miss it.
Qin Xian stroked his chin and analyzed, "This is a five-player dungeon. Right now, there are three of us, plus Liu Sangua, and there's still one player who hasn't appeared yet. Could it be this kid?"
Zhuo Feng narrowed his eyes slightly, "It doesn't seem like it..."
The Taoist priest did something, and Su Muye's hand was bandaged, but blood kept flowing out, soaking the gauze. Wisps of blood were visible to the naked eye, all drifting into the ghost statue's body.
Su Deng pursed her lips and used another hundred points to exchange for a bottle of hemostatic agent. She unscrewed the cap and poured it into Su Muye's palm.
Just as she was halfway through re-bandaging, Su Deng suddenly felt a numbness in her back. She abruptly pulled open her sleeve and saw that the fine hairs on her body stood on end, and Su Muye's soft, short hair in her arms also stood up one by one...
It really stands upright!
Su Deng's expression changed drastically. Forgetting about bandaging her wounds, she hugged Su Muye tightly and ran desperately towards the outside of the ancestral hall.
Qin Xian and Zhuo Feng were both taken aback.
"Hey, you're running away before I even hit you," Qin Xian said, stretching out his foot to accompany her, his tone somewhat mocking. "You're such a coward, it's unbelievable."
Zhuo Feng sneered, "Hand over the god-level materials if you don't want to die..."
"Snap—"
Before he could finish speaking, a sharp sound suddenly rang out from the sky.
It was deafening.
The two of them subconsciously looked up.
Su Deng stomped hard on Qin Xian's outstretched foot. As Qin Xian pulled back in pain, Su Deng hugged Su Muye tightly and continued to run quickly towards the outside of the ancestral hall.
Just as she stepped out of the ancestral hall, another "crack" sound rang out from the sky, illuminating the entire night sky as bright as day, and a golden bolt of lightning as thick as an adult's wrist descended from the sky.
"Fuck!"
Holding Qin Xian, whose foot had been stepped on and looked terrified, Zhuo Feng and Qin Xian ran away together.
But no matter how fast they went, they were still no match for lightning.
Boom——
Lightning struck the courtyard of the ancestral hall with tremendous force, and the aftershocks sent Qin Xian and Zhuo Feng flying. Behind them, the main building of the ancestral hall collapsed with a roar, leaving a deep crater in the courtyard, billowing black smoke.
"Cough cough cough..."
Qin Xian, who had crashed into the ancestral hall door, rubbed his aching chest, coughing up black smoke, his hair frizzy and messy from the explosion.
Zhuo Feng wasn't in much better shape; he was lying on the ground, puffing out black smoke.
How can you get struck by lightning in a game? What the hell is this dungeon?
And there's the Suzhou lantern!
She ran so fast, did she attract the lightning?
Grass!
Qin Xian blurted out a string of profanities, "Fuck your mother..."
Su Deng, who had run to the safe zone, glanced back at the two of them indifferently, then picked up Su Muye and headed towards the village.
The people outside the ancestral hall disappeared, but the red lanterns hanging in every household in the village were still lit, creating an eerie and sinister atmosphere.
My health has dropped to 65.
Su Deng found a thatched hut, kicked open the rickety door, looked at the dilapidated state of the inside, and put Su Muye on the bed.
After leaving the ancestral hall area, the bloodstains on Su Muye's hand were disconnected from the ghost statue, and the bleeding had stopped. However, Su Muye was still not awake and could not be woken up no matter what he did.
The story background provided by the system is also set in a modern-day Yao Village, saying that an ancient evil spirit at the bottom of the village caused the villagers to die young, but now these mountain gods and ghosts are suddenly appearing...
It's a mess.
The only thing that can be confirmed is that the scene on the stage in the square, and the scene in the ancestral hall just now, both actually happened.
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