"How about leaving someone to watch him?" Wanyanbao sighed, and tied a half-dead monster next to him, which was really scary.
"No, the three of us cannot be separated anymore, especially you. You will definitely not survive alone."
Yun Tuan patted the boy's shoulder, rubbed his fingers against the square backpack, and asked casually: "Why don't you throw this bag into the storage compartment? Is it okay if you carry it on your back?"
Wan Yanbao's expression froze, he grabbed the strap of his backpack, pursed his lips, and after a few seconds, as if he had made up his mind, he opened the group chat among the three.
[Wanyan Bao]: Actually, my bag is a prop, there are some on the list, and I can selectively let people see it.
[Cloud]: Selectivity? Can others not see this?
[Wanyan Bao]: In normal dungeons, I am too lazy to set it up so that everyone can see it, but it just looks like an ordinary schoolbag. In dungeons like this, I can only see them if I want people to see them.
[Shiqing]: So what can it do? Is it just to put things in?
[Wanyan Bao]: Actually, it’s about connecting our world. You can get some disinfectant supplies.
[Cloud]: Can I get weapons?
[Wanyan Bao]: Cold weapons are fine, but others are not, and you will be warned.
[Shi Qing]: It's so powerful. If you didn't tell me earlier, wait, I will find you to store medicine and hidden weapons when I get out.
[Wanyan Bao]:...Calm down, I can’t take too many things.
[Yun Tuan]: Then you are equivalent to a guarantee. When other players are empty-handed except for props, you already have life-saving medicine and weapons.
No wonder...no wonder this kid can walk so far alone.
You can tell by looking at Jing Yu Jinghe's special props - there are not many props on the list that are highly offensive, and only about twenty kinds have been discovered. After several copies, the data may be different, but the difference is
Not big.
Yun Tuan suddenly remembered what Jing Yu said, "The master key is the only special prop with no restrictions on use." Then, Wan Yanbao's small backpack has restrictions. Shi Qing had high hopes for this bag, which was destined to fail.
After discussing for a while, Yun Tuan stuffed Yana into the storage compartment, and the three of them rowed the wooden table together and headed to the bamboo house.
Wan Yanbao looked at Yun Tuan's slender back and stroked the wooden stick repeatedly. His strength did not have any effect on pushing the wooden table forward.
"If you put him in the storage compartment, he will die, right?" Wan Yanbao choked out a sentence after a long while.
"He was already dead. Put it in the storage compartment. It doesn't matter. The worst he can do is die again." Yun Tuan didn't look back and kept staring at the water.
Yana's spirit body has been locked in Lao Guo's body by her. Even if it is thrown into the storage compartment, the restriction cannot be released.
Moreover, she did not tell them about the evil dragon's storage bag.
The group of people gradually approached the bamboo building - looking from a distance, after two heavy rains, the seemingly "frail" and "thin" bamboo building did not have any damage.
The tall bamboo building stands quietly among the mountains and rivers, like an aloof and arrogant hermit, rejecting all the common people.
The cloud stopped, grabbed a tree, and stopped the wooden table.
"Xiao Xi, use radar to check if there is anyone inside."
The repaired electronic eye flew to the corner of the bamboo house and quietly scanned the entire place.
After a while, he flew back happily.
[Anchor, good news or bad news, which one do you want to hear first?]
"Good news." Yun Tuan pressed his eyebrows.
[The good news is that the players inside are restricted in their movements and cannot come out to attack everyone.]
"I seem to be able to guess what the bad news is." Shi Qing packed up his weapons and picked up the machete again.
[The bad news is that there are strange chains binding them.]