It cannot be bought, sold or discarded. Let’s just say this is a mandatory tracking item.
But fortunately, this is a one-time item. No matter who it was intended to be given to, it should have lost its use in his hands.
Thinking that this prop flew out of the cube space together, Xu Huo searched for the magician's information under the dimensions.
The player's nickname is unique, but there are many accounts claiming to be magicians in the dimension. Magician is a profession, not a special title for a high-level player, so some players related to this profession also use "Magician".
The collective name "magician" is used to blur one's own profession and conceal the professional characteristics.
In this way, the amount of information is very large.
I don’t know who exactly Mr. Weikang was targeted by, or whether it has something to do with the cube space as the main prop.
Xu Huo frowned, and then stretched it out. Fortunately, it was a disposable prop, otherwise it would be a hot potato in his hand regardless of whether it had anything to do with the cube space or not.
Of course, the best situation is that the playing cards are special props used by "magicians" or players in related professions, rather than props specifically designated for a certain super player.
Regardless of whether it is or not, it seems that the cube space must be used with caution in the future.
After spitting out black mycelium, Xu Huo wiped it with a handkerchief, threw it into the prop box and put it in the luggage compartment, and then went to find the players hiding on the edge of Xiaohe City.
The man in the hat was hiding in a small room that looked like a confessional. He was watching the situation at the bar on the monitor while stuffing food into his mouth. From time to time, he also wanted to scare away the aliens who were outside, but all of this
Nothing could affect his good mood. He finished the dried meat in his hand in a few times, wiped his hands before taking out the sea-blue bead, and looked at the star-like light shining inside in intoxication.
I don’t know if he was too obsessed with it. With force, the bead slipped out of his hand and rolled to the door of the confession room. The door of the confession room opened a gap for unknown reasons.
The beads just rolled out.
The hat player quickly opened the door and went out, only to find that the bead was caught in the stomach of a alien species. His expression changed, and he immediately killed the alien species with a knife, disembowelled the alien species, took out the bead, and sprayed it with detergent.
I wanted to put it away, but I felt it was not safe. I looked at my arm and simply made a cut on it, then pressed the beads into the cut and sewed it up with thread.
"With this thing, the props will no longer work on me at any time. The old guy named Kang actually sewed it into his body... But this is also a good idea..." The hat player laughed to himself.
, completely unaware that the aliens around him disappeared, and there was still a person standing behind him.
"What kind of stone is this?" Xu Huo asked casually, holding the blue bead with two fingers and looking closely at it.
"Eternal time..." the hat player subconsciously replied. After finishing speaking, he quickly reacted, turned around and distanced himself from him, and was startled after looking at the blue beads in his hand. He quickly checked his arm, only to find that he had just
Cutting flesh and sewing beads is an illusion!
He gritted his teeth and looked at Xu Huo: "The beads are mine!"
"I know you picked it up, but it belongs to me now." Xu Huo put the beads in the toolbar and looked at him with a smile, "You can come and grab them."
The hat player's eyes kept lingering on his face, but in the end he did not take a step forward. He said: "My skills are not as good as others, we will see you later!"
After saying that, he disappeared from where he was - running cleanly.
Xu Huo didn't insist on killing him, so he turned around and returned to the bar.
Unexpectedly, as soon as I entered, I couldn't help but vomit a large mouthful of black liquid mixed with mycelium and toxins, which scared the people nearby and backed away.
Xu Huo wiped the corners of his mouth with a handkerchief and said, "This virus is not contagious."
His guarantee could not eliminate the fear of others. The few remaining people in Area 002 had shrunk to the farthest corner.
Uncle Guan came over and said to him: "Lin Qiao and Chi Minghong have gone to Mr. Kang's residence. Maybe they can find the antidote."
"I won't die in a while." Xu Huo expressed his thanks, but felt that it was unnecessary. He would not hesitate to carry a valuable stone with him even if he sewed it into his arm. This shows that Mr. Kang is an extremely insecure person, and important things must be
He will carry it with him. If there is an antidote, it will definitely be returned to the game after his self-destruction.
It was already dark by this time, and it was uncomfortable to lean outside. He closed the door and went into the shelter to sleep.
He didn't sleep well that night. Every once in a while, he would vomit out dead mycelium, and at the same time he felt that his physical energy was very high. It seemed that the rapidly growing mycelium required more than just the energy of Nuwa Stone.
But one thing is certain, that is, although Wang Jun cannot detoxify him for a while, he will not be poisoned to death.
It's just that this constant detoxification process will consume his energy extremely.
As expected, Chi Minghong and Lin Qiao failed to find the antidote.
The cube space did not cause time to accelerate. Uncle Guan and the others were sure that they could use their tickets to leave two days later. They sent away District 002 and the group of women who survived Xiaohe City first.
The person who left after that was Ruan Qiyan. He was seriously injured and needed to receive formal treatment.
Uncle Guan and Lin Qiao stayed with Zhou Yuanzhu and took care of Xu Huo.
Chi Minghong stayed sincerely and invited him to go with him so that he would be taken care of on the train.
"Do you have enough return tickets?" Xu Huo asked her.
Chi Minghong scratched his head. She only had one, and she got it just after clearing the copy of Bai Xueji's Villa.
"He can go back to his own division." Tan Qi, who also stayed behind, squatted beside him and watched him vomiting. After a while, he asked again: "Do you have the evolutionary characteristics of silkworms?" He kept spinning silk.
Xu Huo didn't have the energy to talk to him, "You got the ticket, go on your own."
"If you die, will your friends continue to take care of me?" Tan Qi asked calmly.
Chi Minghong slapped him on the back of the head, "How come you, a kid, can't speak at all? He at least saved your life."
However, Tan Qi looked back at her, "Don't you stay here just to wait for him to die and pick up his props?"
Chi Minghong's face twitched, "I, Chi Minghong, am not such a ruthless and unjust person!"
"Of course, if Lao Xu is willing to give me his props, I won't refuse!"
After saying that, he smiled at Xu Huo and said, "As a good friend who shares weal and woe, you have no other choice now. So after your death, can I inherit your props?"
Xu Huo also laughed, "There is everything in the dream."
Chi Minghong picked up Tan Qi's ear and said, "Did you hear that, kid? Just get out of here, we won't do anything to your savior."