Chapter 20 The salted fish turns over and takes the initiative

After going upstairs, Nanxing went to rest.

She didn't want to read by the light of the fire. If her eyes got damaged, there would be no place to cry in such a ghost place.

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In the next few days, Nanxing lived an extremely comfortable life under the protection of these players.

All the zombies that spawn in the sanatorium will be cleaned up by them.

She just reads books, eats and drinks every day, and her ankle injury is healed.

Then follow a few players to learn techniques and so on.

For example, shooting, maintaining guns, fitness, fighting, archery, rubbing bullets,...

The skills they have mastered are really quite a lot, and they are worthy of the profession they had before entering the game.

But in fact, she watched from the side, secretly remembered it in her heart, and then practiced secretly in her room alone.

After all, it is very strange for a weak NPC to be so easy to learn.

However, what made Nan Xing a little anxious was that their behavior was somewhat out of her expectation.

These players seem to have reached some kind of deal and are coexisting peacefully.

They send out several players in rotation every day to go out and explore, but at the same time, one or two people will stay to guard the South Star.

This is not good.

Although life is very comfortable now, the longer we stay with them, the greater the possibility that Nan Xing will be exposed.

Moreover, it is not a good thing to be raised in a survival game with limbs that are not diligent and that cannot distinguish between grains and grains.

It’s time to reach the tenth day of the game.

Nanxing decided to take the initiative.

It just so happened that the one who stayed to guard her today was Demar.

"Mr. Daimar." Nan Xing looked at the silent old man sitting in the hall and stepped forward hesitantly.

"Can I go for a walk in the woods?"

"Um?"

"I saw from the hospital staff's notes that there is a plant in the woods."

"Okay." Daimar quietly packed up the guns he was maintaining, and the cross necklace he wore around his neck dangled.

He brought his hat, rifle, bow and arrows, and agreed without even listening to Nan Xing's words.

Nan Xing looked at Daimar's back and narrowed his eyes.

This guy Demar...

She followed Daimar's footsteps, and with a sweet smile on her face, "Thank you, Mr. Daimar."

"Um."

"Mr. Daimar, how is the situation outside now? Is everyone in the town still alive? Have you seen Grandma Daisy?"

"She is a very good person. I hope the moon god will bless her and she will be fine."

Nanxing was like a little bird, chirping and asking Daimar questions.

Daimar was a silent and patient man. He answered Nanxing's questions one by one and led her to the woods.

The woods are very quiet in the afternoon, and the sun shines warmly on people through the leaves.

If you ignore the zombies in the woods, this woods is still very beautiful and has a lot of medicinal materials.

Originally, Nan Xing only knew a few types, but these days of learning were not in vain.

If she had known that she was about to enter such a ghost game, she would have memorized the Compendium of Materia Medica.

Daimar protected Nan Xing behind him, and calmly raised his bow and arrow, killing the zombies one after another in an orderly manner.

Nan Xing looked behind him, envious, and pinched her soft flesh. She didn't know when she would reach their level.

"Okay." Daimar put down his bow and arrow and said calmly.

"Ah, okay, thank you Mr. Daimar." Nan Xing quickly thanked him.

Demar handed her a basket for the herbs while he went to recover the arrows.

Nan Xing looked at his back and pursed her lips with a smile. She chose today specifically not only because Daimar was responsible for guarding her today, but more importantly because it rained yesterday.

According to an essay written by a doctor here, a patient once went into the woods to collect mushrooms after the rain, and died after eating the mushrooms.

Comparing the doctor's description, Nan Xing guessed that the mushroom was a brown scaly mushroom.

This kind of mushroom looks ordinary, not much different from the mushrooms you usually eat.

It often grows in green belts, parks, and under various trees, growing in spring, summer, and autumn.

The symptoms are gastroenteritis at the early stage of the disease, followed by damage to the liver and kidneys, irritability, convulsions, coma, and high mortality.

With the combination of Gelsemium and Gelsemium, even if they don't die, they won't be able to fight back.

Nan Xing hummed a song and happily collected mushrooms growing under the tree, as well as the heartbroken grass that was very similar to honeysuckle.

Ordinary mushrooms and highly poisonous mushrooms, honeysuckle and gutwort are mixed together, and it is difficult to tell the difference.

Especially people from other countries who have no idea about these.

Although Zhou is from China, judging from his daily conversations, he should be from Hong Kong City and has little chance to know these things.

Daimar leaned against the tree and watched quietly as Nanxing shuttled under the trees like a butterfly, collecting mushrooms and herbs.

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"It's time to go back." Daimar glanced at the sky and said.

"Ah, okay." Nan Xing responded with a smile.

At this time, they are indeed coming back soon.

It's almost time to prepare dinner.

"Yes." Daimar took the basket from Nan Xing's hand and walked quietly in front.

"Mr. Daimar, can I help you with the cooking later?" Nan Xing asked tentatively.

"...Okay." Daimar was silent for a moment and said slowly.

"I will definitely make the most delicious meal to thank you." Nan Xing lowered his eyes and became more sure of what he was thinking.

Back in the sanatorium, Nanxing got busy with Daimar.

She participated in the preparation of every dish.

Today's dinner was particularly sumptuous.

Chicken stew with creamy mushrooms, pan-fried lunch meat, sandwiches, salads, roast potatoes and roast venison.

After Nan Xing had eaten early, he went back to his room and continued reading while it was still dark.

The book has its own golden house, and the book has its own millet.

The ancients would not deceive her.

"Dafa - Daimar, what day is it today? There is such a feast." Jin Shitai looked at the fragrant food and couldn't help but exclaimed.

Demar ignored him and just called to his brother Alejo and served him a bowl of chicken stewed with creamy mushrooms.

Then I also packed myself a bowl of creamy mushroom stewed chicken, took a roasted potato, cut it into pieces and spread it with the secret sauce.

After Demar and Alejo started, everyone else sat down and started eating today's big meal.

Whatever Daimar eats, they eat too.

Daimar had nothing to eat, so they refused to touch it.

Jin Shitai, Hackman and Zhou like meat the most, so several meat dishes are their focus.

Serena and Kandi are accustomed to eating vegetarian food based on their past eating habits, and they can't change it for a while. Falafel is what they often eat.

Soon, the table full of delicious food was eaten up by them.

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