In the free wizarding world, gun battles happen every day

Weston pulled the steel horn slime's skin and turned it over, first pouring out all the internal organs and debris in the slime's belly.

Various undigested food residues in the Steelhorn Slime's stomach were shaken out from the hole in the Weston gun muzzle, and piled up on the ground, emitting a pungent stench.

However, after a battle, Weston's body was covered with various odors and he was numb to it.

Among the garbage that kept falling, Weston found the acid pearl mentioned in the loot list in the monster information provided by the Secret Realm Rubik's Cube.

A crystal the size of a quail egg.

It doesn't look like a pearl at all. I don't know who came up with this name. It's too fake.

However, as long as someone collects it, Weston can get the crystal coins, and Weston is too lazy to care so much.

In addition to the venom pearls, Weston also found other unexpected gains in the belly of the Steelhorn Slime.

A scrapped Black Star pistol corroded by slime acid.

It seems that some unlucky person not only consumed a stand-in puppet in this copy, but also left the pistol in this copy.

He was finished. The money he spent to replace the puppet and buy a new gun was enough to bankrupt a low-level professional.

Weston used rags found in the trash to wipe away the acid left on the remains of the pistol, and then carefully studied the remaining parts of the Black Star pistol.

There appear to be no signs of damage other than corrosive damage from the slime acid.

It seems to be of some value!

Weston wrapped the remains of the pistol with another clean rag and carefully placed it in the compartment of the combat backpack.

Putting the pistol away, Weston suddenly felt hungry, very hungry.

Weston casually took out a pack of thick compressed biscuits from the food stored in his bag.

His hands were too dirty, so Weston carefully wrapped the biscuits in wrapping paper and put them into his mouth. After chewing a few times, he put the biscuits into his stomach.

After fooling around for a while, Weston continued to collect the loot.

The next loot is all slime skin.

Using the huge skin of the Steelhorn slime as a pocket, he rolled up the skins of the small slimes he had killed and stuffed them all into it.

It took Weston a few minutes to obtain a large bag of slime skins.

After stuffing it into the backpack, stretch the backpack until it is bulging.

Weston turned back and began to collect his last trophy, the steel angle inserted into a pillar made of various large pieces of garbage.

Weston held the steel angle and pulled hard, trying to pull it out of the belly of the scrapped mechanical puppet.

However, as soon as his body exerted force, Weston's vision went dark and he almost fainted to the ground.

Weston felt his physical condition carefully and found that he was dizzy from hunger.

Now Weston noticed something unusual.

The duration of the instance is five hourglass hours, and there is still one and a half hourglass hours left.

However, in the past three and a half hours, Weston had taken two breaks to simply eat and drink to replenish his strength.

I just finished collecting venom pearls and pistol remains, and ate another compressed biscuit. This is the third time.

But why did I feel so hungry that I almost fainted after eating three times at three and a half hours?

Weston gathered his mental strength, carefully examined his body, and finally discovered the source of the problem.

It was actually the Iron-Blooded Warrior, the skill Weston had just acquired, that was behind this.

The permanent health recovery effect of this iron-blooded warrior's skill actually comes at a price.

He was constantly replenishing his health and healing Weston's physical injuries.

But the source of this health value is actually the food in Weston's stomach.

Weston ate two more compressed biscuits while carefully observing his skin that was corroded and damaged by the slime acid.

It was discovered that they were recovering quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The new skin is white and delicate, even softer than the face of Weston's girlfriend in his previous life.

Weston untied the roughly tied bandage on his thigh and saw that the huge wound on his thigh that was scratched by the steel angle had completely stopped bleeding and had shrunk by two circles with the healing of his health.

After figuring out the reason, Weston breathed a sigh of relief.

It turns out that the restored health is not a simple numerical representation in the game.

But it is directly reflected in one's own physical health.

It just took too much food. Weston saw that he only had four pieces of the half pack of compressed biscuits left.

He knew that he had to go out to find food quickly, otherwise starving to death in the secret realm would become a big joke.

When Weston walked out of the secret dungeon with his battle backpack on his back, the workbench at the entrance to the secret dungeon was empty. The old witch who was responsible for guarding the door to the secret dungeon had disappeared somewhere.

Weston was carrying a stuffed rucksack. On the top of the rucksack, two sharp steel angles were exposed.

Weston looked at the corridor door more than ten meters away and walked over while holding on to the wall.

At this moment, Weston was already ravenous and almost fainted from hunger.

Weston did not expect that when he entered the secret dungeon, he felt like he had entered in just ten seconds.

When it comes out, it takes so much time.

It was already half the time it took Weston to finish the last pack of compressed biscuits.

Now Weston's stomach was pressing the alarm button frantically, shouting at Weston's brain: Give me food quickly, the stomach acid is going to drown me. Give me... food... quickly..."

Weston staggered to the end of the corridor and opened the door.

"Celebrate the success of the new rookie in clearing the junkyard alone."

"Congratulations……"

Weston looked at the wild flowers in the roadside flower bed close to his face, as well as the witchcraft Easter egg fireworks flying in the air.

His body staggered and he fainted.

Running to the door of the corridor, the veterans in the Secret Rubik's Cube Hall, who were celebrating the newcomers, looked at Weston lying on the ground inexplicably.

After a few seconds, an old bird who betted on Weston and was unable to clear the secret realm turned back to the old drunkard with a broken leg and said: "Old drunkard, pay for it. This rookie was scared to death when he came out of the dungeon. He can't be counted as cleared."

"Just go ahead and dream about eating your grandma's breasts. Don't even think about it."

The old drunkard sitting in the wheelchair became furious and threw the bottle he was waving at the old bird who was talking.

"As long as you clear the secret realm dungeon and walk out of the secret realm, you have won. If he comes out dead or fainted, what the hell is wrong with me!"

When a group of old birds were noisy, the old witch who had been guarding the door of the secret realm came out.

The laughing and noisy old birds all bowed their heads respectfully and gave way when they saw the old witch approaching.

Behind the old witch is Weston's manager Mike.

"Master Yuling, are my people okay?"

Weston successfully cleared the dungeon and came out of the dungeon. He had been waiting here for Mike to finally breathe a sigh of relief.

But after Weston came out, he suddenly fainted, which made Mike worried again.

The old witch You Ling walked up to Weston who was throwing himself on the street, first took out a short metal staff and put it on Weston's head.

With the injection of witchcraft power from the old witch You Ling, the short staff was activated and a reconnaissance scan of Weston's soul was launched.

The moment the old witch Yu Ling took out the short staff, all the old birds closed their mouths, as if a piece of transparent tape was stuck on all their mouths.

When the old witch You Ling put the short staff on Weston's head, all the old birds raised their heads slightly.

It was as if the short stick was not on Weston's head, but on their foreheads.

In everyone's silent gaze, the crystal ball on the other end of the short staff lit up with soft light green light.

"There are no traces of contamination. It seems that it was not contaminated by the evil gods in the secret realm. There is no need to destroy it."

The old witch's wrinkled face twitched, making it unclear whether she was smiling in relief or curling her lips in regret.

The old witch used a short staff as a crutch, leaned on the ground and bent down to check Weston's body, then stood up and turned around to leave.

Leave a sentence floating in the air.

"Maike, your gunman is fine. He just fainted from hunger."

When the old witch Yu Ling walked away, all the old birds finally couldn't hold back their twitching lips and burst into laughter.

Mike shook his head helplessly, picked up Weston, and walked out of the Rubik's Cube Hall of the Secret Realm of the garbage dump on the ground floor.