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Chapter 18 Plan

Upon hearing this, Yu Yueming began to think.

Want to participate?

I just got injured and said I wasn't afraid at all, it would be fake. However, now with a veteran player to escort it is an excellent time to exercise.

If he doesn't dare to try under such superior conditions, will he have the ability to spend the subsequent dungeon?

After thinking for a moment, Yu Yueming gave a positive answer: "I want to participate."

"I want it too." Qi Yuanze waved his hand.

Lin Qiushuang nodded, said nothing, and asked instead: "You have fought with that kind of strange tree several times. They discovered the other party's behavioral characteristics. Do you know how to deal with it?"

Yu Yueming thought for a while: "The branches swing very hard, but they are not so flexible when hitting the trunk. If you directly rush through the branches' defense line and fight close to the trunk, the situation may be more beneficial to us."

Qi Yuanze's answer was in the opposite direction: "Unless you have confidence in your melee level, don't get close. There are nets of vines in the sky and tree roots underground. You can still throw wood thorns when you are far away. As an ordinary person, it is not wise to fight this kind of monster in close combat. Anyway, it is not sensitive to move, so it is best to find a high ground and snipe it with one shot."

Yu Yueming:...It's very good, and I support it, but where did you create a gun that can be sniped in a long range?

No, Lin Qiushuang seemed to have taken out a gun just now. Although it was just a pistol, why did a search and rescue worker have a gun?

Or is it obtained by relying on the abilities of old players?

On the other hand, Lin Qiushuang had already spoken against the proposal.

"Sniper is not good. I just tried it, ordinary bullets cannot cause damage."

Hearing this, Yu Yueming suddenly felt a little doubtful.

"Wait, are their bark that hard? I've torn their bark before. No matter what, my bite force cannot be comparable to bullets, right? And, when I cut with a knife, did I successfully cut the bark?"

Lin Qiushuang shook her head.

"I'm talking about strong defense, not this. Although the bark was cut through before, it did not cause any effective damage to it. They can heal in an instant.

"You bite the tree trunk and hurt it, but this seems to be your own specificity and does not mean that the opponent's defense is weak.

"Has you made the fruit change before, and you could even notice the strange aura of these trees in advance? Maybe you have something special in yourself, and you might be able to control them."

Is the so-called black dog blood warding off evil spirits? But it is gray... not right, it is the function of the pendant.

Yu Yueming remembered the warm current from the old pendant on his neck.

On the side, Qi Yuanze continued to come up with a bad idea: "Since the opponent's defense is strong, then we should just ignite the fire--"

Lin Qiushuang directly interrupted him.

"No. First of all, we ourselves are more likely to be affected by the flames. Moreover, large-scale fires will alarm the villages at the foot of the mountain. Even if this matter does not cause other hidden dangers, subsequent processing will become very troublesome.

"However, the idea of ​​fire attack is not completely undesirable. But you cannot ignite a large area, you have to use this."

After saying that, she reached out to take out her bag and took out a few moor bottles.

Yu Yueming looked at this scene and was extremely confused.

Is this essentially different from the previous proposal to set fire? Moreover, is this bag a magic bag? Why do you have everything? As a search and rescue worker, is this reasonable?

Qi Yuanze obviously didn't think there was anything wrong with this, so he happily took the molten bottle and put it away.

"We need to prepare for it more." Lin Qiushuang said, heading towards the direction of the previous battle. Not long after, she carried a few wooden thorns back.

I was not in the energy and distracted during the battle just now, so Yu Yueming was in the mood to carefully observe the appearance of Mutou.

The surface of the thorn is covered with rough and hard bark, with only one end of the two ends being sharp. The section of the end that was once connected to the vines does not look like a tree, but more like a ball of abnormally growing flesh and blood. It even squirms slightly from time to time, giving people a disgusting sense of incongruity.

She handed Qi Yuanze a wooden thorn as thick as a javelin, and left a bowl-sized one. Then she put the rest on the ground, waved her hilt and cut it down with force!

The broken thorn cut off by her did not reveal the fibers, but showed dark and viscous biological tissue. A thick black plasma-like liquid slowly oozed out of the broken trough, dripping down slowly like asphalt.

At the same time, the fishy and weird smell also spread out. Yu Yueming, who had a keen sense of smell, took a few steps back to avoid the scent of this scent.

Lin Qiushuang continued to wave his knife without any concern and cut the wooden thorn into many pieces.

Then, she took a dark coat from her bag, pulled the pieces of the wooden thorn onto the clothes with a knife, wrapped them, tied a knot, and wrapped them into a package.

“…What are you going to do?”

Although it was a question, a bad guess had already emerged in Yu Yueming's mind.

Lin Qiushuang's next words directly confirmed his thoughts.

"If you use this, you should be disguised as 'Wenle's heart'.

"Although it is impossible to really deceive it, as long as you can deceive it for a moment, the person holding it will have a chance to get close to the other party, create a wound for it, and create an opportunity for subsequent attacks."

He guessed it.

Yu Yueming looked at Lin Qiushuang in despair, then at Qi Yuanze, and finally at his claws.

Qi Yuanze does not have the strength to fight in the melee, and Lin Qiushuang needs long-range support, so he really can only do this.

Looking at the blood oozing out of the package and feeling the fishy smell, Yu Yueming's face was filled with disgust and rejection.

Lin Qiushuang looked at him and then suddenly realized: "That's right. You can't carry this, and you probably can't stand the smell. I'll do it."

Yu Yueming was moved by this proposal, but immediately fell silent. After a while, he shook his head.

"It's okay, I'll do it."

Although he was indeed disgusted with the pile of pieces of the monster tree, since he had become like this, he had to adapt to this body. It was just some blood. He would better take advantage of this opportunity to gradually try to overcome his psychological resistance.

However, this senior is really patient in bringing newcomers. He not only seizes various opportunities to practice for them, but also considers various details, which makes the mother feel so meticulous about raising her children.

Yu Yueming walked towards the package while distractingly thinking.

Squatting in front of the package, he did a little psychological construction before finally making up his mind and bowed his head and bit the fabric on the knotted area of ​​the package.

During the battle before, he also bit the other party. At that time, he was in a state of excitement and didn't think much about it, but now he could clearly feel that the human side of his mind was really resistant to these smells. This resistance made him try several times before he finally successfully picked up the package.

However, this is not entirely true.

Deep inside him, in places he might not have noticed, the wild breath was slowly awakening under the stimulation of the bloody smell.

His muscles were slightly tense, his attention was concentrated, and his body was lowered, preparing for the upcoming battle.

Lin Qiushuang glanced at him and picked up the wooden thorns on the ground.
Chapter completed!
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