I came from an alien planet: Using my immortal body to commit suicide crazily

"Want a drum?"

The man wears a thick black cotton-padded jacket, and a small white leather drum hangs on his waist. There is a metal ring on each side of the drum, and the leather surface is yellowish.

Yun Xi noticed that some of the hangers were empty, and he didn't know who the unlucky guy was who took his drum.

The two of them looked at his nose with their eyes and nose at his mouth, pretending not to notice and passing by him.

"The drum is an important escape prop. Don't you want the one hanging on the top of the wooden pavilion?"

The man looked anxious as he took down the two drums and stretched out his arms in front of them.

"Exchange tips. Players can only go out if they work together."

Yun Xi glanced at his fingers.

No anti-armor.

But she remained unmoved, and suddenly pulled Ji Chen up and ran as fast as she could.

In the blink of an eye, the man's figure had become a small dot.

Yun Xi was a little hesitant at the moment.

It’s unknown how big the game world is, as the person just said.

Only when players exchange information with each other can they get out as quickly as possible.

But she couldn't confirm whether the man was a player or a monster acting as an NPC, so she didn't dare to talk to him at all.

Moreover, it is not certain whether the information exchanged is true.

Yun Xi fell into deep thought.

Instead of being suspicious of this and that, it is better to start with the false rules and find a breakthrough.

She looked up at the dark cloudy sky and squinted her eyes slightly.

Just start with rule 3 [Don’t get wet in the rain]!

His arm was suddenly held tightly, and he turned his head, only to see Ji Chen's gloomy face.

He didn't speak, just grabbed her and quickened his pace.

Soon.

A bright yellow octagonal pavilion appeared in front of you.

There were only two people standing inside.

They looked like a couple, in their forties.

"Come in kids, it's going to rain soon."

The woman waved vigorously: "Don't worry, it's safe here."

Yun Xi stretched out his neck and counted the corners of the pavilion.

"It's Bajiaoting. It's okay."

Hearing this, Ji Chen raised his legs and entered, and the fingers that clenched his arms showed no intention of letting go.

There was a strong wind outside.

The dripping rain fell on the ground, causing dense small splashes.

"It hurts a little..." Yun Xi whispered.

She wanted to pry Ji Chen's fingers off, but he increased his strength again.

"It really hurts."

Yun Xi felt that his whole arm was numb, the blood was blocked in that area, and the pain was unbearable.

"I'll let go when the rain stops."

Ji Chen calmed down a little, raised his head and stared at the top of the pavilion.

I saw many small white drums hanging above.

[Drums are important life-saving tools]

The noisy and biting wind roared in, causing the snare drums to hit each other and make a thumping sound.

Yun Xi couldn't help but sneeze.

Seeing this, Ji Chen held her in his arms and rubbed her arms.

The desire in his heart was blown away by the cold wind, and his lips turned purple from the cold.

"Put this on."

The man threw Ji Chen an old cadre-style coat, and then raised the collar of the red sweater to cover his chin for warmth.

Ji Chen remained unmoved.

Yun Xi silently picked it up and put it on the outside of his thin shirt.

Even monsters pretending to be NPCs are giving away equipment. If you don’t want it for free, just ignore him.

"Didn't Xiaoshan buy this sweater for you?"

The woman said with a smile.

She took off her coat and put it on Yun Xi's trembling legs, and continued to tease the man.

"You don't like the color because it's too bright."

The man turned his head to the side awkwardly and snorted, "Hmph."

The woman had long been accustomed to his pinching force and squatted beside him with a depressed expression.

"Lao Gu, if you find Xiaoshan, sit down and have a chat with him calmly. This kid has found a serious job now and won't draw those messy things anymore..."

"What kind of serious job is he doing?!"

The man interrupted unhappily.

"Game company, is that an iron rice bowl? Just get used to him. He had to go to the Art Institute in the first place. This is good. He gave up painting halfway and went to learn how to make games. After three minutes of enthusiasm, he can do it again this time. Do you know how long it will last?"

The woman fell silent.

The man stood up, put his rough hands under his armpits, and stared at the pouring rain.