Tomb raiding: The awesome life that started from Ganggangyingzi

Upon hearing this, Lao Hu immediately began searching for the big yellow weasel, as he and Fatty Wang desperately needed something nourishing.

If I can really recover my health and pick up the armor-wearing technique again, my strength and defense will increase greatly.

You can also be like Master Bo, smearing a little blood on a ghost and killing a small karami with a single slash.

Old Hu grinned from ear to ear, his heart pounding with excitement. He looked around very carefully, as if he were on a treasure hunt, afraid of missing anything.

Ji Haobo ignored it. He picked up the paper figure and looked at it, because this thing had just contributed 100 card-drawing points.

It felt slippery and greasy to the touch, which was disgusting. It wasn't paper at all; it was more like human skin.

Then, he took a flashlight and looked around, and indeed found traces of a large handprint;

I also found the walking stick, which was a little over a meter long. It felt cold and heavy to the touch, and I didn't know what kind of wood it was, but it seemed to be very hard.

There were twelve skulls in total, which Ji Haobo guessed were the skulls of infants.

This thing directly contributed 500 gacha points, which was a pleasant surprise.

When he returned to the main room, he heard Fatty Wang grumbling and angrily listing Old Hu's ten deadly sins.

Old Hu didn't refute it, but instead smiled apologetically and helped him bandage his wound.

"Brother Bo, let me see your hand quickly, let me bandage it for you."

When Yingzi saw Ji Haobo return, she quickly went over and pulled him to sit down, and began to help clean his wounds;

They sprinkled some unknown medicinal powder on it before carefully bandaging it.

This made Fatty Wang extremely envious, and he became even angrier at Old Hu.

"Old Hu, look at you, clumsy and rude. Am I still your brother?"

"You're my brother, why are you cutting me? You don't even care if I'm in pain! Look at Yingzi, you better be careful! Learn from her...blah blah blah..."

This guy kept babbling on and on, but Lao Hu was too lazy to pay attention to him, and Yingzi was even less likely to. Ji Haobo was lost in thought, his eyes fixed on the panel.

There are 2,300 card draw points, enough for 23 draws for a Black Iron card and 2 draws for a Bronze card.

It's obvious that charging 1000 points per use for a bronze card is even more outrageous than Tencent's practices.

如果照这样算，黑铁100、青铜1千、白银1万、黄金10万、钻石100万、传奇1千万。

Terrifying, truly terrifying! With so many gacha pulls, if it were guaranteed to drop something, you could slowly accumulate them;

But that "thank you for your patronage" message is a bit ridiculous. If you keep saving up your gacha pulls and all you get is a thank you message, you'd probably feel like committing suicide.

So after thinking it over, Ji Haobo decided to play it safe for now, aiming for a ten-shot run in Iron rank before going all in on Bronze.

Then a burst of light flashed on the panel, and the ten-shot burst began.

Unfortunately, there's no guaranteed outcome out of ten, making the cheat system completely inhumane.

When all the light subsided, Ji Haobo looked at the picture that appeared on the card and almost cursed.

Six thank yous, a full six thank yous for your patronage!

The remaining four items were all item cards, and they looked rather shabby: two tents, a pressure cooker, and a bottle of some kind of medicine.

Travel tent: (Black iron card) 2

[Warm in winter and cool in summer]

Amazing Pressure Cooker: (Black Iron Card)

[Unlimited Energy] [Large Space, Delicious Stew]

Wound spray: (Black Iron Card)

[Quickly stop bleeding]

After seeing the functions of these items, Ji Haobo felt really impressed.

Especially the Miracle brand products, they truly live up to their reputation.

This thing is practically tailor-made for him; it can automatically stew without needing to light a fire, which is incredibly useful in the wild.

And that [Delicious Stew in a Spacious Space] is a godsend for those who aren't good at cooking.

Judging from the literal meaning, it should include the concept of a Sumeru space. As for the stew, you can tell from the name that the more random and miscellaneous ingredients there are, the more delicious it is likely to be.

Thinking about this, he felt hungry. He looked up at Fatty Wang, who was still nagging, and Old Hu, whose forehead veins were throbbing.

Ji Haobo was afraid that he might suddenly explode, so he sent him away after Hammer King Fatty paused.

"I've been busy until late at night, and I'm quite hungry. I've also used up a lot of energy just now."

"Old Hu, you and Yingzi go and deal with the weasel first. Fatty and I will come over to help in a bit."

"Okay, I am a little hungry. Since I can't sleep anyway, I'll get something to eat."

Hearing his instructions, Lao Hu breathed a sigh of relief and quickly got up to take a flashlight to the outside yard.

That's where Old Wang usually processes his prey; he has water and knives there.

When Fatty Wang heard that there would be food later, he immediately perked up, but when Ji Haobo said he was going to help, he started acting up again.

"Uncle Bo, we're all wounded, wounded who've bled, we can't get wet!"

Unlike Lao Hu, Ji Haobo didn't hold back. He glared at Lao Hu with a dark expression and started cursing.

"Damn it, other women bleed every month and they don't die, but you bleed so little and you're considered injured and can't even get wet."

"Should we invite the Bodhisattva from the temple down and enshrine you there?"

Yingzi blushed and ran out immediately, while Fatty Wang chuckled awkwardly.

"No, no, that's impossible! How could I dare to take the Buddha's place? I'll go help right now!"

"Wait, remove the bandages first. I have some miracle medicine here."

As Ji Haobo spoke, he unwrapped all the strips of cloth that had been wrapped around Yingzi for so long;

Then a bottle containing about 200 milliliters appeared, and I sprayed it onto the still bleeding wound on my palm.

A cool sensation immediately appeared, and the wound stopped bleeding and scabbed over at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Although it's not fully healed yet, it doesn't affect normal use. As long as you don't exert too much force, the wound won't easily reopen.

Fatty Wang was dumbfounded. He didn't even bother to ask why he hadn't taken it out at first, and quickly reached out his hand.

"Brother Bo, you should spray some too!"

Ji Haobo didn't dawdle. He sprayed him with water and sent him away. Then he prayed to all the gods and Buddhas in his heart.

He then began to draw bronze cards, which flashed brilliantly for a few breaths before revealing their contents.

Ji Haobo held his breath, muttering something under his breath, until he realized it wasn't a thank you message, at which point he breathed a sigh of relief.

Fusion Card: (Bronze Card)

【2-in-1】

The information is limited, but it's clear that this is a special type of card whose function is to fuse two cards.

However, it seems unnecessary for now; we'll wait until we have more cards to utilize them later.

Then they took out the magical pressure cooker, which looked almost like a modern pressure cooker.

Apart from a stewing button, there is only one electronic screen displaying the time.

The external size is also standard, and it comes with a spoon inside. The interior space also looks quite normal.

Ji Haobo had no idea what kind of great technique this so-called "great space" was;

We happened to have over a hundred pounds of leftover wild boar and roe deer meat from the daytime hunt, and it had already been processed.

So they put the meat in piece by piece, and the inner pot, which didn't look very big, didn't even cover the bottom of the pot after putting in over a hundred pounds of meat.