Doomsday: I Have One More Keyword Than Others Chapter 2

  Chapter 2 Sacrifice for righteousness

  Martial arts conference?

  Hearing this term, Doug's eyes lit up, even diluting the frustration brought about by the tragic start.

   No man will reject a martial arts world.

  Of course, the martial arts conference is only half a year away, and there are no adventures, and I am afraid that there is not much hope for practicing martial arts, but this is a game simulation field, so it should not be so harsh on players.

   What's more, you can't experience such an immersive game on Earth, what's more, he has cheats.

   Come all come.

   Always have to see what the world of martial arts is like.

  Du Ge has been observing Feng Jiu.

   After a while, Feng Jiu gnawed half of the straw mat into his stomach, and his swollen eyeballs disappeared a lot with the naked eye, and the effect was immediate.

  Since Taotie helps repair injuries, his two keywords must also work.

  Feng Jiu said that when he recovers, he will help him heal his wounds, but Duge does not intend to entrust his fate in the hands of others, not to mention that Feng Jiu's words are both threatening and taking advantage of him, so he has to guard against them.

   There are no conditions for the backstab to activate for the time being, and Duge focused on "maintenance".

  Maintenance: maintain it, protect it with words and actions, preserve, shelter…

After carefully thinking about the definition of maintenance, Duge moved his body with difficulty, exposed the reed mat below, and said with concern: "Brother Nine, do you have enough mat over there? If not, I still have it here. I'll give you all to eat."

   Cough!

  Feng Jiugan chewed the straw mat and was already choking panicked. Hearing this sentence suddenly, he choked the whole mouthful of straw mat in his throat, unable to get up or down.

  He desperately beat his chest with the hand that removed the straw mat, and finally sprayed the straw out of his throat.

  Recovering, Feng Jiu panted heavily, glared at Duge angrily, and shouted: "You did it on purpose, didn't you? A broken straw mat, why do I use you?"

  As if a warm current rose from the inner organs, Duge felt that the pain in his body was relieved a lot, his eyes lighted up slightly, and it was effective!

  This real feeling...

   Is this the power of keywords?

   Love it, love it!

   What kind of Taotie, how can it be easy to maintain?

  You still have to eat straw mats, I can just say a few words...

Looking at the angry experience pack on the opposite side, Duge strikes while the iron is hot, and comforts him: "Ninth brother, don't be angry. You also know that our current situation is too bad, and there is no hope of continuing until one gets better! Your gluttonous It's easy to grow, more hopeful than me. I can't move, we have nothing else to eat in this room, only this straw mat, even if I try my best to sleep on the cold kang, brother Jiu must get better first!"

   Feng Jiu looked at Duge thoughtfully.

   Another warm current rose, and Duge's injury improved a lot.

  He was secretly delighted, alright, giving up a piece of broken straw mat will protect the common interests of the two, so this is how to use keywords, I am indeed a genius!

   This game is fun!

The pain eased, Duge struggled to sit up, looked at Feng Jiu with a surprised expression on the opposite side, thought for a moment, and decided to give him a wave of ruthlessness: "Brother Jiu, it's too slow to recover from eating grass mats, why don't you drink some of my wine?" Blood! Blood is more nutritious than grass, so it must recover faster..."

   "Damn..." Feng Jiu's eyes widened protrudingly.

  The voice did not fall.

  Dug's physical strength recovered a little again. He got off the bed with difficulty, grabbed the porcelain bowl next to the bed, and slammed it on the table. The porcelain bowl shattered into pieces.

  Looking at Duge holding the tile, Feng Jiu's expression changed suddenly, and he moved to the corner in a panic, asking eagerly, "What are you doing? Brother, I call you brother, don't be impulsive, we can discuss anything..."

   If you are not ruthless, you will not be able to stand firmly!

   What's more, it's not my own body.

  Du Ge looked at Feng Jiu, gritted his teeth, and cut a **** in the palm of his hand, blood trickled down the palm.

Enduring the pain, Duge moved to Feng Jiu's side step by step, and in his astonished eyes, put his palm to his mouth: "Come on, brother Jiu, open your mouth, I am the support, you are the main force, as long as you can recover , my sacrifice is nothing at all..."

  Feng Jiu didn't seem to expect that Du Ge would really cut his palm, his eyes widened in astonishment: "You..."

  But Duge's defense was sincere and domineering, and his physical recovery was faster than his grazing mat, so he easily held down his hand and brought the bleeding hand to his mouth.

  Blood into the abdomen.

  Feng Jiu's pale face turned rosy to the naked eye. Du Ge was right, blood is more nutritious than grass fodder.

  However, he was only forced to drink a sip of blood, but Duge actually cut his palm. He didn't just verbally say a few words of protection, it can be said that he was protecting others with his life.

  Comparing the two, Duge used keywords more and recovered faster than Feng Jiu.

  The moment the blood fell into Feng Jiu's mouth, Duge's internal organs' injuries improved by more than half in an instant, and even the freshly cut wound healed automatically.

not only that.

  The personal panel that had been shaking in front of Duge flickered for a while, and an additional advanced skill was added:

  Sacrificing one's life for righteousness: The wariness of the target you protect drops by 30%.

   Bet right.

  Looking at the newly-appeared derivative skills in the personal list, Duge pursed his lower lip. It turns out that as long as words and deeds meet the definition of keywords, the injury will recover. The better the fit, the faster the injury will recover.

  The key word is the character design. The so-called simulation field originally focused on acting skills. This **** simulation field is essentially an actor training base!

  According to this inference, from the words and deeds of the other party, their keywords should be inferred, and then a targeted plan can be made for him.

  Of course, be careful with advanced skills...

  Dug summed up the rules of the simulated field, and glanced at other values ​​along the way.

   Nothing else has changed, but in the ranking, after a while, more than 300 people have lost, and the value has become 187936.

  Dug thought, the 187 in the front should be his ranking, and the 936 in the back should be the total number of people left in the simulation field.

  In ten minutes, there were only more than 900 people left in the simulation field of 3,000 people.

   I have to say that this so-called simulated field trial is really cruel.

  However, after knowing the rules of growth, Duge has great confidence to survive in this simulation field.

Perhaps it was the effect of sacrificing one's life to lower one's vigilance. Seeing Duge who didn't make any further moves, Feng Jiu secretly heaved a sigh of relief. He quietly stuck out the tip of his tongue and licked the blood dripping from the corner of his mouth into his mouth, saying sincerely. : "I was wrong, Feng Qi, you are better than I imagined, and you have adapted to the key words so quickly. If I were in your position, I would definitely not be able to use my own blood to help others."

"Ninth Brother, this has nothing to do with whether I'm good or not, it's all for the benefit of our team." Duge looked humble, as if he had just done a trivial thing, "You know, my key word is maintenance, yes Auxiliary keywords, don't look for cooperation, can't go far in the simulation field, I should save you if you are emotional or reasonable. I hope that when you fight together in the future, you can rest assured that you can leave your back to me. After all, maintenance When you're here, I can grow too, right?"

Feng Jiu was taken aback, then smiled: "That's right, this is the correct way to cooperate, I'm afraid of those who hide behind and plot tricks behind the scenes. Seventh brother, I recognize you as a friend. I The family still has some influence, if we have a chance to enter the top ten, I will find a way to transfer you to an elite school."

  Civilian schools, elite schools...

  Dug collected some more information about the other party's world, he smiled and nodded: "Thanks, Brother Ninth."

  Dug observed the personal panel, stretched out his hand and pressed the close button. The panel is transparent, but it always dangles in front of his eyes, somewhat affecting his sight.

   "Is there any blood left, give me some more." Feng Jiu looked up at Duge and said hopefully, "Don't tell me, drinking your blood is more effective than eating half a straw mat."

   Really pushing the envelope!

  Du Ge looked down at Feng Jiu, and said with a smile: "The blood is gone, so what do you want? One drop of gold, ten drops of blood, I think that thing is more effective than blood..."

Feng Jiu's smile froze on his face, remembering Duge's madness of cutting his palm just now, looking at Duge who was eager to try, fearing that he would do something impulsively, he said dryly: "Lao Qi, I'm just joking... vomit…"

"Okay, I was joking too!" Looking at Feng Jiu who was retching, a smile crossed the corner of Duge's mouth, and said, "If you are a woman, I can still consider it. You don't think you are disgusting for a man who is five big and three thick. I'm still terrified! Ninth brother, what's so good about drinking blood? It was just a stopgap measure just now. Now that I can move, I'll go outside to find you two bundles of fresh fodder, no, serious food Come back, by drinking blood, you sucked me dry, I'm afraid you won't be able to feed me back..."

The corners of Feng Jiu's eyes twitched a few times, he spit out the grass clippings in his mouth, and urged: "I'm the one who got into a dead end. Then please come to the seventh brother, go and come back quickly. To be honest, the grass mat will put me in a hurry." I vomited, Zhen Nima is not something people eat."

"Okay." Duge nodded, "But before you go out, you have to tell me about the layout and personnel composition of the Feng family. Otherwise, my eyes will be darkened, let alone looking for food, whether I can come back alive is a problem. "

"I was negligent." Feng Jiu sat up with difficulty, picked up a tile and drew the layout of Feng Mansion on the wall, and said while drawing, "Our current location is called Shangwuyuan, and the people living in the courtyard are like us. The courtyard opposite is called Chongwuyuan, where the disciples and guards of the Feng residence live, and further inside is the martial arts arena, and the kitchen is in Chongwuyuan..."

  The layout of Feng's mansion includes the characteristics of the main characters. Feng Jiuzu talked for three minutes.

  Dug listened patiently, memorized it by heart, asked several uncertainties back and forth several times, and only nodded when he confirmed that there was nothing wrong with it, then walked out the door: "Wait for me."

  The moment he went out, his figure hunched down, clutching his chest, and limped forward. He was seriously injured just now, but he was alive and kicking in a blink of an eye.

  Looking at Duge who suddenly became weak, Feng Jiu looked extremely stern. He stared at the door in ecstasy, dazed for a moment, then tore off a straw mat from under his body, stuffed it into his mouth, and began to chew quickly.

  (end of this chapter)

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