Chapter 42 Bloody Lamb
"Ignore the parry, or is my stance bar already full?"

The New Year's Greetings sword technique, which was blocked by the sword, continued to fall and cut the shoulder of the favorite Baisi.

Before I could feel the pain, my favorite white silk blocked my sense of pain.

He came to play the game, not to be played by the game.

It’s bitter and I can’t eat it at all!
Immediately afterwards, he was kicked in the chest again and fell to the ground uncontrollably.

The disadvantages of turning off the sense of pain are also reflected. There is no way to respond based on instinct, and because there is no sense of touch, there is a feeling of always floating.

There is absolutely no feedback on how much effort was used or what angle was used.

If the parry fails, it is definitely not because of the problem with your parrying posture, so there is only one other possibility.

This is an elite monster!
My favorite Baisi quickly found the "reason", it was a domineering elite monster!

Looking at the people who rushed over and surrounded her, and the swords in their hands, Bai Si chose to squat down with her head in her hands.

From his series of reactions, several people didn't even dare to continue attacking.

Really cooperative.

So well behaved.

"Which force are you from?" Old Mand asked, putting the sword on his neck.

Judging from the equipment on Zui Ai Bai Si, he should come from a powerful settlement, but not a very powerful force, because his armor is a bit too rusty.

Life-saving items must be well maintained and definitely not worn casually like he does.

He looks ugly and ferocious.

In other words, he took an overdose of mutant food? No, the mutation shouldn't be this serious. This is already a hybrid of the disaster and the mutant human.

I've never heard of the two being able to mate and have offspring. Even if they can, it's only been two or three years since the disaster after the apocalypse, so how could they have grown so big?

Ugly, and ugly for no reason.

When faced with inquiries, "Prey Town"'s favorite Baisi was very cooperative.

He didn't know where Prey Town was, but since they mentioned Prey Town just now, he might have come from there.

As for Star Dragon Outpost... players will never take the initiative to become traitors, especially not to the Novice Village.

Especially in Star Dragon Outpost, there are a large number of other players.

It's just playing games. Players don't have to do good things, but they must have a bottom line, otherwise they will feel disgusted while playing. This disgust does not come from the moral bottom line of "keeping promises". Players can have no bottom line.

The root of this disgust is the "superior" mentality. Players look down on NPCs and think that NPCs are fake people and data. It would be really disgusting if they were betrayed by NPCs' false threats.

Old Mand's eyes lit up slightly when he heard about Prey Town.

"Take him back!"

With her hands tied and her weapons confiscated, my beloved Baisi did not struggle or resist. She obediently followed the others and left.

On the way he wanted to chat and inquire about the situation, but Old Mand and the others were not willing to communicate with him at all, and taught him step by step what it meant to shut up.

When his favorite Baisi was brought to the gathering place, he was delighted.

Instead, the man who was pressing him was confused. Why are you so happy?

"Is this a gathering place for a group of wanderers? It shouldn't be the two-headed wanderer team mentioned in the previous plot. I don't see any enemies with two heads."

The group is made up entirely of men, with about 20 people, including tall, short, fat and thin people.

The equipment on his body is very ordinary, and the weapons are all varied.

Tying a knife to a long wooden stick to pretend to be a gun is considered the "standard weapon" for this group of people.

But each of them had a fierce aura and red light in their eyes.

There's something wrong with this group of people.

The bubbling soup pot emitted an aroma that made his beloved white silk's scalp tingle. He really couldn't imagine that there was anything in the world that could be so delicious.

Until he saw a fat man throwing a bloody piece of meat that looked like a lamb into the soup pot.

The fragrance hit my forehead all of a sudden.

Sniffing, he suddenly felt greedy for his favorite white silk. He realized later that he had shut down all his senses and should not be able to smell anything, so why did it smell so good?
The craving for fragrance comes from the body's instinct, from the spirit, not the stomach.

"Get in!"

"Bang!" Beloved Baisi was locked in a cage. In the cage next to her were a few timid figures. They curled up and whimpered because of Beloved Baisi's arrival.

He had a general understanding of his own situation, as well as the situations of the figures in the cages next door.

"Don't be afraid," Beloved Baisi comforted the little ones next door.

Although he knew this was a game, he couldn't help but feel sympathy for the poor little thing.

As long as you are a normal person, it is hard not to hate those bastards outside, and it is hard not to feel pity for the poor little people in front of you.

"Don't worry, I will rescue you!" Favorite Baisi reached out to the cage next door and waved, trying to express her goodwill.

The poor little things didn't dare to come close and shrank back timidly.

Favorite White Silk didn't take it seriously, he quickly posted.

[new! Go southwest from Star Dragon Post and find a group of enemies. There are about 20 of them, with an average level of 5. There are elite monsters!]
Then the post content: [Grab the sofa, come quickly! ]
I am not alone!

It's burning up!

After finishing the post, Favorite White Silk once again turned her attention to the several short figures in the next cage.

"woohoo"

As if they sensed his kindness, the little ones squeezed out from the dark corners and made their bodies appear in the sight of their beloved Baisi.

The moment she saw their faces clearly, her favorite Baisi's eyes widened, and she felt a tightness in her chest and some difficulty breathing.

Little guy, isn’t that the bloody lamb that was thrown into the pot just now?

It was the size of a human baby, but its skeleton was deformed and twisted, its face was full of pain, and its body was covered in blood.

Every time I moved, my body was shaking.

"Don't be afraid." Beloved Bai Si still stretched out her hand, trying to give comfort.

The little ones came closer, tentatively approaching, as if intending to touch his hand with their heads.

That humble temptation made Bai Si, who she loved the most, feel sad.

Although they are ugly, I love Baisi the most and I feel that my heart is healed for a moment. These poor little guys...

"Fuck!" My favorite white silk couldn't help but swear.

The little guys who looked so pitiful just now suddenly changed their faces, pounced on his arms and started tearing and biting them madly, turning into jackals. In a blink of an eye, one arm was torn to pieces, revealing the bones.

"Crap!"

He stretched out his left hand and grabbed a bloody little monster, then threw it to the ground like a sandbag.

Although these little guys have sharp teeth and look ferocious, they are actually very fragile. When they are smashed to the ground, their necks become deformed and they die instantly.

I finally pulled my hand back and looked at the little monster slowly moving on the ground. My scalp started to feel numb.

The background setting of this game is too weird.

He hasn't figured out whether the bloody little monster is a human being, but anyone who eats this monster must be abnormal.

The other little monsters rolled to the ground, whimpering and wailing, as if they were not the ones who were bloodthirsty just now.

"hiss!"

I am still too young.

Favorite Bai Si held a grudge and planned to chop these little bastards to pieces after getting out to divert attention.

Take a look at the post and see that someone has responded.

More and more people responded.

You must help me get revenge, brothers.

(End of this chapter)