Survival game: My plug-ins can be superimposed

Chapter 71 Equivalent Exchange
Zhao Xun looked at the item introduction of [Goddess Wings] and understood that this special item would work better in the hands of a woman.

Still, he put the special items away.

When not in use, [Goddess Wings] become the size of a palm, which is perfect for putting in a coat pocket.

With the death of the earring girl, the others finally returned to normal.

The memory after being affected by the effect of the special item is still there, and they clearly remember what just happened, but before that, they had no sense of resistance at all.

The man in the cloak was somewhat thankful that Zhao Xun was not affected by the props, otherwise the knights would have been annihilated.

The man in the cloak who was closest to him must have heard Zhao Xun's muttered words "I am born with no emotions", but he did not have the habit of prying into other people's privacy, especially at this time.

So he didn't ask anything, just walked quickly back to the princess to ensure her safety.

The cowboy man, who was also freed from the influence of [Goddess Wings], tried to control the metal torture instrument again.

The difference from before was that this time he wanted to attack the princess directly.

But at this time, the shortcomings of his special abilities became apparent.

He was unable to accurately control metal torture instruments to avoid obstacles and attack the target.

His current ability is to control metal to levitate out of thin air and change its position, but this position is very rough, and even the trajectory of his action may not be exactly what he thinks.

And if you want to attack people's vital points, you must control it accurately.

Especially when there are so many obstacles.

Obviously he couldn't do it.

What's more, with the protection of the cloaked man's cloak and the defensive barrier of his special abilities, it is even more difficult for the cowboy man's physical attacks to be effective.

Just when the cowboy man wanted to fight with all his strength, the short-haired man who had been resting for a while suddenly jumped up and swung the iron whip at the cowboy man.

The more refined the cowboy man's control over the metal, the more energy it takes.

By the time he noticed the iron whip coming towards him, it was already too late to avoid it.

He received a solid whip on his face.

The short-haired man ran towards the cowboy man while flicking the whip.

He pounced on the cowboy man's body, and his whole body was suddenly covered with hard thorns, which instantly turned the cowboy man into a sieve.

The short-haired man withdrew the thorns all over his body and got up from the cowboy man's body.

Because of this series of violent movements, new blood flowed out of the many blood holes in his body.

He grimaced in pain, but still said to the cowboy man: "You sneak attack me once, I will sneak attack you once, it's even."

The cowboy man reluctantly twitched the corner of his mouth, as if he wanted to smile, but he didn't laugh after all.

As the cowboy man fell to the ground, the metal torture instruments fell to the ground again.

The short-haired man fell to the ground weakly and took a few more breaths.

The iron spikes on the iron whip were not long and did not damage his organs. The pain all over his body only made it difficult for him to move easily. If he moved slightly, the wound would bleed again.

His eyes looked at the hiking bag the cowboy man placed in the corner.

There may be medical supplies to treat trauma.

The short-haired man was about to get up and look through his hiking bag when he saw Zhao Xun walking quickly in front of the cowboy man.

The short-haired man paused, thought for a moment, and then walked over and picked up the cowboy man's hiking bag.

Cowboy Man still has some strength, but with his injuries, he will die soon.

He glanced at Zhao Xun and suddenly said: "Can you help me tell the other volunteers all the information in this game?"

He was dying, but he didn't want the volunteer team to get nothing. The boss is interested in Zhao Xun's strength. His companions in the last game also said that Zhao Xun is not that difficult to talk to, as long as he has a better attitude...

Well, at least make his death count for something.

Zhao Xun lowered his eyes and looked at the cowboy man with no expression on his face: "I'm not a good person, and I won't do good things for free."

"My supplies all belong to you." The cowboy man glanced at the mountaineering bag he put in the corner with some difficulty, "In exchange, I hope you can tell me in detail everything you have experienced in this game. Other companions.”

The short-haired man who had just taken out the medical bag felt embarrassed for a moment when he heard this.

He took a careful look at Zhao Xun's expression and saw that Zhao Xun didn't even look over, thinking that Zhao Xun probably had no intention of stopping him.

He opened the medical bag with confidence, found hemostatic powder and a large band-aid, and briefly treated the holes in his body.

"Even if you don't take the initiative to give it, when you die, your supplies will be mine." Zhao Xun smiled and looked at the cowboy man calmly, "Even if you specify that the supplies are only given to me, but Even if you die, others may still ask for an equal share."

The cowboy man was stuck for a moment. He sighed heavily and closed his eyes weakly.

Now that things have happened, what else can he do?

The only benefits he could give were those, and even if he wanted to give more, he couldn't.

Although he knew that every platform game was a difficult dilemma of life and death, he did not expect that he would be offline in the first game.

He was not reconciled.

But what's the use of not being willing?

Now, even his consciousness is a little blurry.

What more could he do?

Zhao Xun suddenly squatted down, reached out and patted the cowboy man on the shoulder: "However, you still have something else to give me."

As he spoke, he took off a piece of hair from the cowboy's head.

The slight pain is nothing compared to the pain all over the body.

But there was a trace of confusion in the cowboy man's eyes.

He didn't understand what Zhao Xun wanted his hair to do.

Is this "something else" he can give?
Zhao Xun had no intention of explaining. He patted the cowboy man on the shoulder again: "For the sake of getting what I want, I will tell your companions all the information in this game."

Although he is not a good person, he will do what he promises.

But he wouldn't explain that to the cowboy either.

Whether or not the Cowboy Man believed he would keep his promise was beyond his consideration.

The cowboy man seemed to be relieved instantly.

His whole body relaxed, and the muscles on his face became a little softer.

He even showed a smile of relief: "Thank you."

At the end of his consciousness, he seemed to remember the oath he made before leaving.

Don't be afraid of hardships and sacrifice yourself.

Unfortunately, he eventually collapsed in the initial stage.

He will no longer have the opportunity to participate in everything that follows.

"You're welcome." After saying that, Zhao Xun took out the giant ax and chopped off the cowboy man's head.

[Congratulations to the player Zhao Xun for successfully finding and killing an assassin as a knight and earning ten points. 】

(End of this chapter)