"I'm not doing it for this...Of course, this is fine."
Wan Yanbao retorted in a low voice, then quickly raised his voice, confirming Yun Tuan's statement, for fear that the other party would simply leave him alone.
The blisters on the soles of his feet need to be treated and bandaged with cloth, otherwise they will become infected.
Yun Tuan's coat is a little longer, and it's not just a piece of fabric that can be taken apart. It can just be taken off and bandaged.
He couldn't do it himself, and the use of the dagger happened to be gender-restricted, so he just treated it as a favor.
Wan Yanbao's brain was spinning rapidly, trying to find a suitable entry point to tell the other party about this matter. Unexpectedly, Yun Tuan just glanced at his constipated expression and nodded, "If you want to treat the wound, you still have to do it."
Find a dry place first, otherwise your shoes will get wet and it will be useless."
Wan Yanbao was shocked—could this person be able to read minds? Why can he understand without saying anything?!
"Keep your expression down, don't draw too much attention to yourself."
Yun Tuan smiled and calmly put the dagger into the storage compartment under the cover of the bench.
She had long noticed Shi Qing's expression after seeing Yan Bao, and the child was limping when he walked. He must have had shoes scratching his feet or the soles of his feet were blistered, and he had been exposed to the rain, so there were signs of fever.
In a competitive dungeon, carrying a small patient is really a burden.
But losing resistance so easily, how did Wanyanbao survive in his previous copy? Yun Tuan couldn't figure it out for a while, and his eyes rested on his boxy leather school bag.
This is definitely a prop on the list.
After thinking about it, Yun Tuan still felt that this child was pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger.
Just wait, there may be more surprises.
The sound of fighting gradually faded away, and the bamboo house was filled with a strong smell of blood. Even the wind and rain could not dilute it.
There was no sound of vomiting in this narrow space. Yun Tuan adjusted the angle of the bench, looked around, and found female players about the same age as her, their expressions unchanged, looking around calmly.
Shi Qing's voice came from not far away, "What are you doing standing still? Let's set off."
Yun Tuan nodded, "Xiaobao, can you still leave? I'll carry the tables and chairs."
Wanyan Bao's forehead and cheeks were as red as a ripe tomato. He nodded, his reaction a little slow.
"Okay."
She stood up, stacked two wooden tables with a few benches stuck on top, carried them, and walked in the direction of Shi Qing.
The rain outside has slowed down but has not stopped. The original pine forest has turned into a lake.
Yun Tuan broke off the legs of the bench with his bare hands and placed it on the inverted table. He took a deep breath and climbed onto the table, "I'll take one with Xiaobao and you take one. Is that okay?"
She raised her head and asked Shi Qing. In the bamboo building that was originally crowded with people, there were now less than ten players left, and they looked relatively thin.
"Okay." Shi Qing stepped on the table floating on the water, swaying, and barely keeping his center of gravity.
"Paddle toward the mountain. If you're lucky, you may encounter a wolf, and you'll have enough food for a few days."
Yun Tuan whispered, and most of the volume was lost in the rain. Thanks to Shi Qing, he paid attention to the words on his lips and understood.
"Okay, you take care of the front, I'll take care of the back."
Yun Tuan made a few shallow strokes with the bench, but it felt cumbersome and inefficient. The people in the bamboo house followed their example and prepared to use the table to escape.
When Shi Qing turned around, he only had a few benches, and he was worried that his opponent would come back, so he made up for a few more.
"Don't worry about me and move on."
Shi Qing's calm voice drifted away in the rain, but unexpectedly carried the power to stabilize people's hearts.
The ground was not flat, and there was a downward arc in front of it. Yun Tuan hurriedly used a bench to adjust the direction of the drifting tabletop, but it still inevitably hit the surrounding pine tree trunks.