When I woke up, I entered Terraria?!

"Uh, my head hurts. What's wrong with me?" Qi Yu opened his eyes in a daze, and felt a blood-red color in front of his eyes, and he couldn't see anything clearly.

Qi Yu moved his body, but found that he couldn't move, as if he was pressed down by something. He could only hear some noisy footsteps and shouts.

He wanted to call for help, but his mouth seemed to be filled with water and he could not make any sound.

"Wasn't I sleeping in my own home? I was sleeping soundly, how could I be crushed?" At this moment, Qi Yu, who was aching all over, kept thinking. "Could it be that there was an earthquake while I was sleeping?"

At this time, there were voices and the sound of metal turning over the ruins outside, but it was very vague and could not be heard clearly. Qi Yu's heart moved, "Could it be the rescue team?" Qi Yu moved his throat, spit out a mouthful of blood, and shouted with all his strength: "Help..."

The conversation outside paused and became quiet in an instant. Even the sound of metal colliding stopped. Qi Yu shouted tremblingly again, "Help..." But it seemed that he used too much force and affected the wound. Qi Yu immediately inhaled with grimace.

Suddenly there were noisy shouts outside, more footsteps coming towards this side, and the sounds of metal colliding became more frequent. When an iron hoe threw away the rubble above Qi Yu's head and a ray of light shone on his face, his tense nerves finally relaxed, and he tilted his head and fainted.

…………@_@………………

a few minutes ago

As the hunter helped the village chief leave the battlefield at the village entrance, the blacksmith Lao Wang led the rest of the people to collect the corpses and usable materials from the zombies.

"This is Xiao Li from the tailor shop. What a pity, he is such a good guy..."

"Wuwuwu, brother, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me..."

"Good brother, have a safe journey. I will take care of your wife..."

"Eh? Why is this zombie wearing a wedding dress..."

……

The bodies were covered with white cloth and carried out by the villagers to the center of the village. Along with them were the bodies of zombies. These bodies were all materials that could be sold. When the collection work was in full swing, the blacksmith Lao Wang remembered Xiaoyu who sacrificed himself to save the village chief. With sadness in his eyes, he waved and called two villagers over.

"You two, go over there and look for Xiaoyu's body. He was a brave man, what a pity..." Old Wang, the blacksmith, sighed softly and pointed to the distance, "Don't worry, we will definitely bring Xiaoyu's body back." The two villagers nodded, took two tools, and walked in the direction Old Wang pointed.

"Oh, you said Xiaoyu is so young..." One of the villagers, carrying a hoe, looked regretful. Another villager carrying a shovel also looked sad and nodded: "Yes, Xiaoyu helped me harvest pumpkins in the field yesterday. Oh, what a good child, but it's a pity that things are unpredictable." The two sighed and walked to a ruin.

"Is this the place? I remember it was a stable before." Brother Hoe looked around. "It must have been destroyed by zombies. When Xiaoyu fell into the pile of zombies, there were so many zombies that I wouldn't be surprised if they knocked down a house, not to mention a stable." Brother Shovel picked up the shovel on his shoulder and dug into the ruins. "Hurry up and find Xiaoyu's body and bury him."

As the two talked and cleaned up the ruins, they gradually dug out several bloody zombie corpses, but they still couldn't find Xiaoyu's body. Just as the two villagers continued to dig down, a faint cry for help came from below: "Help..."

The two villagers paused, looked at each other, and dared not make any sound. They listened carefully. Brother Hoe turned his head and asked Brother Shovel in a low voice: "Did you hear anything?" Brother Shovel nodded: "It seems to be... Help?"

Just as the two were puzzled, another trembling voice of "Help..." came from below the ruins. The two villagers looked at each other, and saw shock in each other's eyes.

"Woc!"

"Quick, quick, someone come! Xiaoyu is still alive!"

After that, the two men's arms started spinning like windmills, digging the soil desperately. A few villagers who were moving corpses in the distance heard what the shovel man said, and quickly put down the corpses in their hands and rushed over with tools. Soon, many pitchforks and pickaxes had gathered in front of the small ruins, constantly cleaning up the ruins.

At this time, Brother Hoe, who was the first to discover the matter, dug up a brick with his hoe, and Qi Yu's face was revealed. He shouted in surprise: "Found it! He's still alive!" Then he watched Qi Yu's head tilt and he became silent.

Hoe brother: Σ(っ °Д °;)っ

The villagers behind quickly dropped their tools and came over.

"What? Let me see?"

"How's it going, Xiaoyu? Are you okay?"

"Hurry up, get it out for him!"

After a while, everyone fell into deep thought as they watched Qi Yu look peaceful. Brother Shovel nudged Brother Hoe with his elbow and said, "It couldn't be you who sent Xiaoyu away with your hoe..." After hearing this, Brother Hoe got angry and said, "What did you say? How could it be me? He had his mouth open when I found him just now!! (╯°Д°)╯︵┴┴"

At this time, the blacksmith Lao Wang, who was squatting next to Qi Yu, interrupted the two people who were quarreling, "Stop arguing, Xiaoyu is not dead, he just fainted due to excessive blood loss, send him to the village doctor quickly, if you two keep wasting time, it's really over."

The two villagers who were pulling each other by the collars stopped immediately after hearing this, "Really?" "See, I told you it wasn't me..." As they said that, the two men carried Qi Yu towards the village doctor's clinic.

Old Wang shook his head as he watched the two people running away, and arranged for the villagers around to continue cleaning up.

………L('w')┘└('w')”……

Village, village doctor's clinic

Several nurses in white coats walked between the beds. Some of the patients were wailing in bandages, some had teeth marks and black blood on their bodies, and some had arms missing. It was obvious how brutal this battle was.

In the consultation room

At this moment, a man dressed as a doctor stood in front of a bed, holding a syringe as thick as his arm, injecting an antidote into a male villager whose wound was bleeding black blood. The latter was looking at the sword-like syringe in the doctor's hand with horror, "Well, doctor, there is no need to inject so much..."

"No, you have too many wounds and are seriously infected with corpse poison. These are necessary."

The patient swallowed and said, "Can you use a smaller syringe?"

The village doctor pushed up his glasses and said righteously, "No, you need too much. Injecting in batches is too slow. There are many patients waiting behind. Take off your pants quickly!"

The patient took off his pants unnaturally. "Then... Doctor, please be gentle..."

The village doctor flicked the needle of the syringe to expel the excess air, and a stream of milky white and sticky antidote came out. "Don't worry, I'm a professional. It will hurt at first, but it won't hurt after that."

The village doctor picked up the thick needle and pointed it at the patient's buttocks. "Well, I'm coming."

The patient nodded and bit the white bed sheet in his mouth, "Come on, doctor, I'm ready..."

At this moment, Brother Shovel and Brother Hoe rushed in carrying Qi Yu. As soon as they entered the clinic, Brother Hoe shouted, "Doctor Lu, Doctor Lu, help him, Xiaoyu is dying!"

Doctor Lu, who was aiming, was suddenly startled. His hand trembled, and the needle, which was as thick as his arm, went straight into the patient's buttocks. As Doctor Lu exerted force, the milky white viscous liquid entered the patient's body at an extremely fast speed.

“Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!!!!”

With the patient's screams, Doctor Lu finally came to his senses. He turned around and glared at Brother Chutou, "Why are you yelling? This is a clinic, be quiet!" Then he turned around and looked at the patient.

At this time, the patient's eyes were turned outward, his tongue was sticking out, his body was bent over on the bed in a "J" shape, and he was convulsing from time to time. A sticky milky white liquid slowly flowed out of the needle hole.

Everyone present looked at this scene in surprise and silence.

Doctor Lu frowned, quietly kicked the needle that fell on the ground to the corner, waved his hand to signal the nurse to carry the patient away, then turned his head to look at Brother Shovel and Brother Hoe, "What did you just say?"

Brother Chutou finally reacted and said quickly, "Ah! Doctor Lu, hurry up and save Xiaoyu, he's dying."

Doctor Lu heard this with a solemn expression: "Quick, put Xiaoyu on the bed." He put on a new pair of white gloves and looked at Qi Yu who was unconscious on the bed. Doctor Lu used his hands to scratch his eyes and said, "Okay, you two go out, I will save him."

Upon hearing this, Brother Hoe and Brother Shovel both breathed a sigh of relief, thanked Dr. Lu, and walked out of the consultation room.