In the dungeon game, I subdued all the monsters with my strength.

Standing in the middle of the living room and looking around, I don't know when the wind stopped. It was still windy outside just now, but now it was silent.

The clone picked up the props on the ground, came to the table, took out a piece of paper, wiped the blood on the dagger, and exhaled again. He felt much more comfortable both physically and mentally. It should be over.

His eyes fell on the two corpses on the ground. In order to prevent accidents, it was better to dispose of these two corpses. The clone took out a lighter and lit it. The flames rose and made a crackling sound.

After a final check and finding nothing unusual, Jiang Yingbai took back his clone, released the hide-and-seek, and rubbed his temples.

Hide-and-seek is not unlimited. The longer it lasts, the more serious the backlash will be, including headaches, weakness, nausea, dizziness, and most obviously, the impact on mental state.

Holding one hand on the wall, Jiang Yingbai felt light-headed and almost fell. He took out a bottle of psychotropic potion, hesitated for a while, and finally put it back into the system.

Anyway, the crisis has been resolved, so it’s better not to waste a bottle of medicine.

The body was lying on the bed in a large shape, and an oil lamp was placed next to it. The light was so bright that it almost illuminated the entire room.

Jiang Yingbai closed his eyes, and countless strange-shaped blocks of color appeared in front of his eyes, like a kaleidoscope.

Jiang Yingbai yawned and felt a little sleepy. Long-term high-intensity fighting and decryption were really too taxing. Ordinary people would have fainted from exhaustion.

But she still managed to stay awake. Danger was everywhere in the mission world, and she might be strangled before she even fell asleep.

"Click, click, click."

After an unknown amount of time, I heard the sound of moving hands.

Opening his eyes again, Jiang Yingbai returned to the living room in the other world.

The smell of blood suddenly lingered around his nose. Jiang Yingbai turned around to follow the smell and saw that Ye Wenfan was pale and covering his abdomen with his hands. The fingertips were filled with bright red. White and red merged into one, almost infecting his entire hands.

His eyes were half closed, his clothes were half off, and there were several deep, bloody wounds on his arms. There were also several wounds on his legs. There was a big bump on his forehead, green with purple and red, which seemed to have been hit by heavy objects. to.

His legs hung weakly on the ground, and all his strength seemed to be used to prevent blood from leaking out.

Jiang Yingbai came to him, looked at him with lowered eyes, holding a bottle of red potion in his hand, which he took out at some point.

Ye Wenfan opened his eyes with difficulty and looked at her, his voice was breathless, "Left...left...pocket..."

The whitened fingertips moved slightly, and the hand covered in blood struggled to lift.

Jiang Yingbai didn't listen to his words, pinched his cheeks, opened his mouth, and poured a whole bottle of medicine into it.

There are many types of healing potions. Most of the rewards at the end of the mission are useless to players. No, to be precise, they are only useful to novices.

As the player's attribute points increase, this low-level healing potion becomes increasingly useless. It can only repair ordinary trauma, poisoning, infectious diseases, etc. Even if you drink a hundred bottles, it will be useless.

But this is only for players, ordinary people, or general NPCs. This is a good and efficient treatment. As long as you still have breath, a few bottles will guarantee you a perfect body.

Of course, this premise is also trauma. If it is cancer or something, it is completely useless.

What is gratifying is that Ye Wenfan's body is covered with external injuries, and the one on his abdomen is not very serious.

The potion had no taste, and the amount was not large. There was almost no task struggle, and Ye Wenfan drank it quickly.

After finishing the drink, Jiang Yingbai took out another pair of gloves and a box of ointment. This one was more advanced than the previous one and was used by Jiang Yingbai to treat ordinary trauma. Putting on gloves, unscrewing the cap, smearing some on hands and applying it to Ye Wenfan's wound, the wound quickly healed at an incredible speed.

Things that are of little use to players cannot be bought at exorbitant prices for ordinary people.

However, this is not a rare thing in Blue Star. The reason is very simple. There are too many players in Blue Star, and this potion is everywhere.

Jiang Yingbai took off his gloves, finally took out a bottle of water, unscrewed the cap and handed it to Ye Wenfan.

Marven Ye's face turned rosy, and the pale corners of his mouth returned to normal, looking much better than before.

Ye Wenfan looked at the wound in disbelief. There were only blood stains on the skin from work and unworked blood. There were no wounds at all, which looked a little weird.

Ye Wenfan looked at his abdomen with shock. The flesh and blood there squirmed, and the everted skin healed bit by bit, and quickly merged together without any gaps.

If it weren't for the blood stains sticking to his skin, it would have told him that he was indeed going to die just now.

Ye Wenfan raised his hand, and the disappeared strength was restored at some point. Not only was he not dead, but he was in better condition than when he was young. Ye Wenfan looked at his abdomen with a complicated expression.

After touching it, the feeling was no different from before. He was now very sure that the wound was completely healed and there seemed to be no sequelae.

Ye Wenfan touched it again, his face couldn't stop being shocked.

Jiang Yingbai shook the water in his hand and said, "Drink some water."

Only then did Ye Wenfan notice that Jiang Yingbai stretched out his hand in front of him. In his palm was a bottle of mineral water from a brand he had never seen before.

He gave up studying the wound, immediately stretched out his hand to take it, and said to Jiang Yingbai with gratitude and apology, "I'm sorry, I was so shocked that I didn't notice you for a moment."

Jiang Yingbai's face was still expressionless, and he couldn't tell whether he was happy or angry.

Ye Wenfan was sure that the other person would be angry, but with such a look on Jiang Yingbai's face, Ye Wenfan really couldn't guess what she was thinking.

After all, she never had any other expressions on her face other than acting.

Jiang Yingbai nodded slightly and asked, "Are you okay?"

Jiang Yingbai asked, not out of concern or politeness, she was just curious about the specific effects of this thing on Ye Wenfan, such as whether there were any side effects, or how he felt when the wound healed.

Ye Wenfan nodded, his tone returned to normal, and he looked at her with a complicated expression, "I'm fine."

Jiang Yingbai asked again, "How do you feel?"

Ye Wenfan figured out Jiang Yingbai's purpose almost without thinking. He nodded again and answered honestly, "I feel very good, I don't feel uncomfortable at all."

Jiang Yingbai nodded, sat on a chair two seats away from Ye Wenfan, looked at him and asked, "What did you encounter?"

Recalling the wounds on his body just now, except for the abdomen, there were no fatal wounds, but there were many, and it didn't look like he had experienced a bloody fight.

It was more like meeting a perverted murderer who enjoyed the hunting process more than inserting a knife into the prey's body and listening to the prey's painful howl.

Deliberately let go, giving the prey hope of escaping. When the prey relaxes its vigilance and laughs heartily to welcome the hope, it catches up to the prey and cuts it ruthlessly.