Trash games kill me [holographic]

All yellow swallowtails go berserk.

Hengdao was astonished in his heart, but his movements did not stop at all. He grabbed the iron bone knife and rushed over. When he passed An Zhengchu, he did not forget to throw him a bottle of elixir: "Hurry up and replenish blood." Sweep towards the first batch of yellow swallowtails that rushed over.

The brilliant yellow phoenix butterfly instantly shattered into pieces of scale wings, and fell to the ground with a flutter.

An Zhengchu hurriedly took the medicine bottle, not caring about how terrifying the butterflies were beating him, he uncorked the bottle and poured it into his mouth.

As soon as the blood-enriching medicine that melts in the mouth enters the abdomen, the blood volume instantly refills.

... What kind of medicine is this?So 6!

An Zhengchu hastily turned over the medicine bottle to check——

[Da Huan Pill, instant blood recovery 5000]

An Zhengchu: ...

He only has 2000 HP in total! !

Yep, another addition to the drug bill.

An Zhengchu, who couldn't laugh or cry, held the medicine bottle and raised his head to look at the horizontal knife that stopped Huang Fengdie, and then he froze.

"Lost Civilization" is indeed an antique game, but a game is a game after all.

The improved auspicious cloud pattern coat brown worn by Hengdao.The cuffs were bound tightly, the legs were tucked into crisp boots, and the fitted knee-length gown was tied with black silk ribbons.The elegant Hanfu was put on the sturdy and tall Hengdao, which forcibly brought out a bandit air.

If it wasn't for Hengdao who saved him the first time they met, An Zhengchu would never have dared to have more contact with him.

But now, what surprised him was not Hengdao's attire, but——

skill and scene.

Facing dozens of butterflies, the posture of the horizontal knife is not in a hurry. The iron bone knife, which is as wide as an adult's palm, is like an arm, and it is very handy to use.Whether it's backhand, forehand, sweep, vertical chop, or diagonal chop, all kinds of moves are at your fingertips.

Jumping and moving, the movements are smooth and flowing.Under the clothes and belts, don't have a freehand style.

Facing dozens or even hundreds of pink and yellow butterflies...

Also... strangely beautiful.

Cough - distracted.

An Zhengchu felt ashamed, pulled back his wandering thoughts, and concentrated on watching Heng Dao deal with Huang Fengdie.

Even though he was only facing level 4 or 5 butterflies, he could tell that Hengdao was very skilled.

In just a few breaths, the horizontal knife strangled all the yellow phoenix butterflies on the grass, and the corpses of the scaly-winged butterflies scattered all over the ground.

An Zhengchu was speechless, ran over, and handed over the medicine bottle respectfully like a dog's leg: "Brother, you have worked hard!"

Hengdao: ...

Hang Dao withdrew his sword, and directly gave him a shudder: "[Did you do the same last time?]" He didn't forget the question of language, and asked slowly word by word.

An Zhengchu immediately stood up straight, and swore to the sky: "No, absolutely not—"

Heng Dao glared at him: "[Speak Interplanetary.]"

An Zhengchu shrank his neck: "Practice later, I can't explain such a long paragraph in interstellar language."

Hengdao looked at him with a frown, thought for a while, and nodded reluctantly.

An Zhengchu heaved a sigh of relief: "The yellow swallowtail butterfly didn't mutate last time. If it had mutated, I wouldn't have waited for all the butterflies to come and beat me up, and I would have died on the spot!]"

Hengdao was speechless: "What was the specific situation at that time?"

An Zhengchu frowned, and recalled carefully: "Last time I just hit one of them, and it didn't die. The rest of the yellow swallowtails surrounded them." It was completely different from the current situation.

Hengdao touched his chin and looked him up and down several times: "Could it be that you are wearing something that would induce the yellow swallowtail to mutate?"

An Zhengchu blinked, lowered his head, and began to rummage through his storage bag: "I have flour, oil, salt, and sugar here. These are cooking materials without any special attributes or tastes. There are also fabrics, needles..."

"Stop!" Seeing that he intended to recite everything, he felt a headache, "You can share the contents of the storage bag with the team frequency."

"Ah?" An Zhengchu looked left, right, up and down at the slightly transparent storage grid panel floating in front of him, and tilted his head across the screen to look at him, "Didn't you see the share button?"

This fool... the system panel is slightly transparent and doesn't affect the dialogue at all.But this action is really... stupid.

Hengdao coughed lightly, pointed to the coin-sized red dot on the back of his left hand and said, "Press and hold the team frequency, and directly say 'shared storage bag' to the system."

An Zhengchu followed his advice.

The slightly transparent screen in front of it shook, moved slightly, and bent into an arc, showing it in front of the two of them.

"Wow—" An Zhengchu was amazed.So smart!

Hengdao shook his head helplessly, and began to concentrate on looking at his storage bag.Cooking materials, tailoring materials and tools, herbs, medicine hoes, ingredients...

"...You..." He looked up at An Zhengchu with a complicated expression.

An Zhengchu looked at him expectantly: "What, have you found the problem?"

"No." Hengdao wiped his face, "I just didn't expect that there are so many materials in your bag." It's still full of miscellaneous things, and they are all worthless.

An Zhengchu scratched his head: "This game is too much for life, and I don't have much money, so I can't do without something."

...Obviously he himself played the game of life.Heng Dao didn't know what to say to him anymore, he turned off the screen speechlessly, and opened his attribute bar directly.

A glass of wine

Sex: Male

Faction Chinese Civilization

Grade 6

Life 1000/1000

Intelligence 7

Constitution 1+2 (+1)

Dexterity 2+3 (+1)

Strength 1+2 (+1)

Hit 3+5 (+0)

Defense 1+2 (+0)

Energy 52/100

good and evil 0

Prestige 44

Weapon small dagger (white)

Still a rubbish attribute, no—

Wait, this guy has such a high reputation... Hengdao stroked his chin and glanced at An Zhengchu.Moreover, his relationship and interactions with NPCs are also suspicious.

——Could it be related to this reputation?

Hengdao frowned in thought.

An Zhengchu waited for him eagerly.

Hengdao turned his gaze and saw the butterfly corpse on the ground, and suddenly had a flash of inspiration, thinking of a possibility.

"Let's go, let's go fight other monsters."

"Ah?" An Zhengchu was stunned, pointing to the ground, "Aren't you checking... Huang Fengdie's problem?"

Hengdao nodded: "I have some ideas, let's try it now."

"Oh." An Zhengchu nodded.

Hengdao looked left and right, and found a direction: "Let's go, try to find a higher-level monster."

"Hmm - wait!" An Zhengchu glanced at the ground from the corner of his eyes, and hurriedly stopped him.

Heng Dao turned around: "What's wrong?" He remembered that these mobs didn't explode their equipment, even if a butterfly mutated.

An Zhengchu squatted down: "Pick up these butterfly corpses. There are still these scale powders, don't waste them." As he spoke, he quickly took out a large bamboo basket from the storage bag, and then took out a piece of dry cowhide and spread it on it. .

Oh, it is commonly known as sweeping the floor and picking up materials.Hengdao understood it, and asked casually: "What's the use of this yellow swallowtail butterfly?" He never paid attention to these things, and when he heard that he wanted it, he squatted down and helped him pick up the butterfly corpses outside.

An Zhengchu snorted and gathered the butterfly corpses together: "Who knows? Show it to Grandpa Sun." After gathering a small pile of butterfly corpses, he held them and put them into the bamboo basket.

Thought this guy knew.Heng Dao stopped his hand: "It's just a few levels of yellow swallowtails, not worth much."

An Zhengchu didn't take it seriously: "No matter how small a mosquito is, it's still meat. What if it can be used as medicine? Anyway, it's not a waste of time. If Grandpa Sun doesn't want it, I can still use it to practice the skills of pills. There are so many, what a pity to throw them away. "

Well, frugality is a virtue too.Heng Dao resigned to his fate and continued to pick it up.

An Zhengchu gave him a strange look: "I thought you didn't bother to do such a thing."

Hengdao was puzzled: "What's the matter?" Meeting his gaze, he understood immediately, "You mean this? Why not?"

An Zhengchu pursed his lips: "You don't look like someone who knows how to pick up materials."

Heng Dao raised his eyebrows: "Then who do you think I look like?"

An Zhengchu took a sneak peek at his expression: "It looks like—" He pursed his lips, and said quickly, "The kind of local tyrant who buys whatever he likes!"

Local tycoon?Hengdao was stunned.It seems that after spending most of the day, I am more or less familiar with it.Look, he dared to tease him... He gave An Zhengchu a backhanded shudder: "Where did I get dirty?" Said Hao, he doesn't mind, where did the dirt come from?

Of course, it was just a knock, he had to make more physical contact with a glass of dirty wine now.

An Zhengchu who was knocked shrunk his neck and chuckled: "In our hometown, we like to use this word to refer to rich people. It's just a joke, and there is no malice."

Hengdao nodded clearly.In this game, except for the equipment that he bought back, as long as he needs other things, he really buys them directly.After all, he didn't enter the game to upgrade and make money, to collect materials or something, so naturally he was too lazy to do it.

After a few words, the butterfly corpse was almost cleaned up.

"Okay, this much is enough." An Zhengchu clapped his hands and stood up.

Heng Dao naturally wouldn't hold on to the remaining scales and smashed wings, and stood up: "Then can we go now?"

An Zhengchu put the basket into the storage bag, nodded, and said vigorously: "[Let's go!]"

Heng Dao laughed and shook his head.

Since he wanted to find monsters to upgrade and do experiments along the way, this time An Zhengchu didn't need to find a way with a knife, and directly took the initiative to explain the distribution of monsters around the village.

"Don't you not fight monsters?" Hengdao was puzzled, "Why are you so clear?"

"I don't fight, but I often have to pick wild vegetables and fruits to gather herbs and so on."

Heng Dao nodded, and suddenly thought of something in the middle of the point: "...Only vegetables? Haven't you eaten meat since you entered the game?"

An Zhengchu was a little embarrassed: "Hey, you can buy some meat buns or something. NPCs sometimes give some dried meat." He scratched his head, "I can also fish, and occasionally I can eat some fish."

Hengdao felt distressed and helpless, raised his hand and rubbed his head: "It's okay, I will follow brother from now on, and I will have meat to eat!"

An Zhengchu: ...It sounds like the underworld.

He couldn't help rolling his eyes a little.

Hengdao didn't miss his little move, and the corners of his lips curled up: "Okay, next, let's try a level 6 mantis."

An Zhengchu looked over intently, and in the grass ahead, three or four praying mantises the size of an adult's forearm were quietly dormant.

[Big Sword Mantis, level 6, passive monster]

An Zhengchu was a little nervous: "This is a level 6 monster! My defense can resist—" Before he could finish speaking, a bottle of medicine was stuffed into his hand.

"Take the medicine and go to fight again."

Anzheng Chu points out the properties of the medicine bottle——

[Zhuanxin Pill replenishes 1 HP every 500 second, and lasts for 15 seconds]

"Hiss!" An Zhengchu hastily handed the medicine bottle back, "It's just a mob, why do you need to take such a good medicine? I'm only level 6, I'll die if I die!"

Heng Dao glared at him: "Use it if you tell me to." With such a high body sensation setting, wouldn't it hurt to die?

He could see that this guy didn't like to take advantage of others - the question was, was he someone else?In the future... ahem, think far away.

An Zhengchu shrank his neck: "But——"

"I don't even look at how good your defense is. If this praying mantis kills you in one fell swoop, how can I test it?" Hengdao said grandly, "I still need your help in researching how to increase the monster's mutation rate, so that it will be easier to spawn monsters in the future." equipment."

An Zhengchu still felt that something was not right.

Hengdao simply uncorked the bottle, poured out a Zhuanxin Pill and stuffed it directly into his mouth.

"Hmm—" An Zhengchu who was about to speak was suddenly speechless, and the elixir that melted in his mouth disappeared instantly.

"Okay, stop the ink, hurry up." Hengdao said with a serious face.

An Zhengchu could only stare at him helplessly, took out his dagger and rushed towards the praying mantis in the grass—the effect of the medicine should not be wasted.

Hengdao heaved a sigh of relief, fixed his eyes on him, moved the hand that had just stuffed the medicine behind his back, and rubbed and rubbed it with a trace of dampness on it, his heart was turbulent.

[The player attacked the level 6 mantis with a glass of turbid wine, causing dissatisfaction with the mantis in the same group, and the mantis nearby changed from passive attack to active attack]

Well, it's time for him to play again.