Canglan Ji

Kill Warcraft, very OK.

But to kill...

Yu Chuan's hands and feet were cold, he staggered back a step, his back touched the tree trunk, his legs softened, and he slid down slowly.

What he subconsciously used at that moment was the Iai cut that his father had taught him.

In fact, he didn't practice well, so he didn't have the intention of killing the opponent in seconds.He used all his strength for this knife. Originally, he thought he would cut the man's arm, but he didn't expect the explosive force at that moment to make him feel astonished. Chipped off.The corpse with the broken neck and broken arm rushed two steps forward and jumped on him, spraying blood all over his head and face before he swayed to one side and fell off the tree.

Yu Chuan leaned against the big tree, touched the blood on his face, and trembled violently all over his body.

—I killed someone.

— Am I a murderer?

—Will he be shot?

Fear and fear tore every nerve in him, the blood sprayed on his head turned from hot to cold, sticky and sticky on his face.

From the past few days to now, his spirit has actually been in a trance.Even after fighting, eating, drinking, resting, and thinking, he always has a feeling of floating in mid-air.He subconsciously went to learn the knowledge here, to fight monsters, and to collect spoils, but he always felt uneasy in his heart, like stepping on cotton.

Usually, the feeling of stepping on the cotton is extremely blissful, but for him, it is the panic of not knowing whether the cotton is an abyss or a sea of ​​swords and fires, which causes his perception to block a lot of deadly information, and he is at a loss and at a loss.

Until now, a bloody human life caused him to fall from the cotton in mid-air, and he fell to pieces. The sudden stimulation made all the shielded perceptions return instantly!

The fighting is real, the blood is real, and the knife is real!

It's all fucking true!

In the future, there will be many people who will make up his mind!

This is not the earth, not a society ruled by law, but a refuge camp in the lawless border of the Huiyue Empire!

He didn't want to kill, but others wanted to kill him!

Even a broken knife full of gaps and a single bite of food can be the reason for his death!

After about half an hour, Yu Chuan gradually calmed down, and his breathing gradually eased.

He raised his head from his arms, and found that he had easily passed the hurdle of murder and arson in his heart in just half an hour in a life-and-death environment.

He raised his hand and saw that even when his mind was almost broken, he was still holding the knife tightly, as if he was holding a life-saving straw.

Yu Chuan wiped the blood off the knife, put the knife back into its sheath, wiped his head and face, and slid down the tree.

He looked at the corpse at his feet, his thinking was still a bit sluggish, but there was no big disturbance in his heart.

—I want to live!

It was already dark when Yu Chuan returned to the camp. When he handed over the magic crystals of the giant snake and scorpion snake to brother Ma, brother Ma didn't immediately reach out to take them.

He looked at Yu Chuan and said calmly, "You killed someone."

Yu Chuan looked at him in surprise, and Brother Xiao Ma smiled: "People who have killed people are different, I can see that."

Yu Chuan lowered his eyes and did not want to speak, the corners of his lips were pressed into a thin straight line, and he still persistently stretched out his hand holding the magic crystal.

Brother Xiao Ma took his magic crystal: "The big one is good, it can last for three days. Do you have any other trophies? It can be exchanged for money."

Yu Chuan dug out the collected scorpion limbs, giant snake teeth, and snake gall, and Ma looked through them: "It's not very useful for you to hold the scorpion limbs, it counts as 50 copper coins each. You keep a wooden python tooth." Root it, it can be used as a dagger if it is sharpened, and the remaining 2 silver coins. Two liters of wood python bile is 8 silver coins."

Brother Xiao Ma handed Yu Chuan two 10 denomination and two 1 denomination silver coins: "Take it away, you can go to the Armament Department to exchange some wound medicine and bandages."

Yu Chuan took the money and turned around to leave, but Brother Xiaoma called him again: "Chuan'er," Brother Xiaoma said, "You are right, everyone wants to live," he paused, "As long as you don't stay in the camp There's too much blood in there."

Yu Chuan turned around and looked into his eyes, and said earnestly, "Thank you."

Brother Xiao Ma smiled without saying a word, and watched him leave.

He knew that Yu Chuan was thanking for that knife.

The knife that killed someone but kept him alive.

22 silver coins can survive for half a month in a refuge camp, a bed costs 1 silver coin per day, and the cheapest food consumes about 50-80 copper coins a day.But Yu Chuan spent the money almost as soon as he changed hands.

5 low-level wound medicines and bone wound medicines, 10 silver coins.The cheapest set of thin bedding, 10 silver coins.With the remaining 2 silver coins, he bought a bucket and a towel, paid the money and took a shower, and he was a clean poor again.

Yu Chuan adapted to the environment very quickly. In less than a week, he fully adapted to the life and fighting rhythm here.

Every day, Yu Chuan avoids the rush hours of leaving and returning to the camp, and goes to the foggy forest alone.

He clearly knows his own weakness, and tries his best to avoid the crowd and walk alone.When he was in the camp, he often encountered some casual provocations, such as food being robbed, buckets being kicked over, things being stolen, being pushed into a somersault... countless small troubles he encountered several times a day, but never There won't be any reaction, and they just walk away silently every time.

Some people think he's boring, some people think he won't live long, and most people care about the camp's regulations and haven't had too many troubles. In short, he endured it all.

Every day he could feel that all combat-related factors in his body were growing rapidly, and the living space was expanding little by little.

The knife that Brother Ma gave him has become his most reliable amulet on this continent. Yu Chuan swung the knife in an unknown place, silently cutting a road to the future.

In 3 months, he changed from a man on earth in a peaceful age to a new hunter in Shenji Continent.He quickly figured out the characteristics of several monsters and some plants at the edge of the foggy forest, and the hunting results became more and more abundant.

Most people go out to camp every few days, but Yu Chuan insists on hunting every day regardless of whether he is injured or not.

Today, 3 months later, most of the new hunters have purchased suitable weapons from the armament department, and his knife is not much of an advantage.He was able to survive not only because of the knife, but more because of his miraculous physical response.Some gene seemed to be activated in his body, and his fighting instinct had reached an astonishing level.The mutation brought about by a weak body that has gone back 8 years is an extremely terrifying fighting quality.

The refuge camp was only built for a little over two years, except that the guards were almost all traversers who emerged from the cracks in the camp, and the oldest hunter had only two years of combat experience.The actual fighting time of ordinary hunters will not exceed two hours a week, but Yu Chuan will reach at least this length of time every day.In less than 100 days, his crazily rising combat power surpassed most ordinary hunters.

He even spends the night in the forest when he has enough supplies on him.The power and speed of the monsters at night have doubled, and the combination of the two is far greater than the result of 1+1.Ever since Yu Chuan successfully killed the scorpion snake at night for the first time, he has often stayed in the wild, fighting against the night of Shenji Continent alone.

One after another, monsters were killed by Yu Chuan's knife. The minor injuries suffered in the battle would heal slowly, and the severe ones would leave a shallow scar after being treated with ointment.The scars climbed up his young body one after another, and each one was a trace of death.

5. Chapter 5

(Fives)

The construction workers in the refuge camp were almost all refugees with low combat effectiveness, who made a living by selling their physical strength, and they were still friendly compared to those arrogant and domineering hunters.

The uncle in the bed next to Yu Chuan is one of the construction workers. He has brown hair and blue eyes. He looks like a European on Earth. His name is Lanny. He is from Planet Carlo. He is two years earlier than him. better.

Brother Pony is an amazing person.As the highest official here, he is very approachable.It's common to play cards and chatter with construction workers and hunters every day, and when you're with the guards, you're also noisy, naughty, and mean-spirited.But let's say he has a strong affinity, Yu Chuan can feel that every old hunter is afraid of him.

Uncle Lanny gained a lot of historical knowledge of the Shenji Continent through the idle chat and spank with Brother Ma.Yu Chuan chatted with him occasionally, and learned that the first generation of residents of this continent were the traversers from the earth, and they started to explore this continent and thrive till now.All the traversers have copied a body with the same appearance and quality as the original from the cracks, in order to adapt to the long life of Shenji Continent.So far, the number of traversers is about 5.00% of the total number of human beings, and the largest proportion of them are those who came from different time periods on the earth, and the rest are people from various continents and planets.

There are a lot of things on earth, such as slender tobacco rods, eastern or western surnames, and even the cards they play are poker.

At the same time, Yu Chuan also knew why his strength improved faster than ordinary people.

About [-]/[-] of the transmigrators will have abnormal physical changes, and a very small part of the mutants will have specific talents, most of which are negative, such as particularly loud farts and particularly smelly feet...

Positive talents can be said to be rare, and the talents cover a wide range of aspects. Some people have a moving singing voice, some people have excellent eyesight, and very few of them are added to combat.

If it is an era of singing and dancing, 8 years younger will just re-experience the youthful years.But in this area it is fatally flawed.

Fortunately, what he gained was combat intuition.

——This is probably the meaning of... closing a door and opening a window for you?

Another two months passed, and once again someone was preparing to wash his hands.