Doomsday: I have one more keyword than others

Name: Doug;

Number: 48699527;

Spirit power: 60;

Current ranking: 3000\\3000;

Session keywords: maintenance;

Keywords of the scene; backstab;

Advanced skills: None;

Derivatives: None;

...

The first time Duge opened his eyes, this string of data floated in front of his eyes. Through the data, he could see the dusty beams, purlins and rafters behind.

The old architectural style structure is obviously not modern.

time travel? dream?

The faint smell of blood and sour smell lingered at the tip of his nose, which made people very uncomfortable. Duge subconsciously stood up and wanted to sit up, but the severe pain all over his body made him fall back again.

hiss!

Duge groaned, and then he felt that the whole body, viscera and viscera, seemed to be torn apart, and there was no pain anywhere.

Fuck!

Duge bared his teeth, this body must have been beaten by dozens of people!

However, this also allowed him to confirm that it was a time-travel, not a dream. If it was a dream, he would have woken up early due to the pain.

Du Ge secretly sighed, these days, the way of time travel is getting more and more outrageous, even sleep is not spared.

"Don't bother, your injury is worse than mine, you don't even want to move if you don't rest for a month." A vague voice came from the side.

Duge turned his head, and there was another wounded man lying on the wooden bed next to him.

The man's face was swollen into a pig's head, one nostril was stuffed with a blood-stained cloth strip, his swollen eyes squinted at him, and his mouth kept moving.

He has a movable arm, and he is tearing the straw mat under his body, sending dry reed stalks to his mouth continuously, as if it is the most delicious delicacy in the world.

However, seeing his grimacing and swallowing expression, Duge also knew that the straw mat was not delicious. At this time, he had already gnawed away a large piece of the straw mat woven by reeds, which was 20 centimeters square.

Is the family poor enough to eat dinner?

Judging the current situation, Duge felt sad. Could it be that the guy he traveled through was not only seriously injured, but also so poor that he couldn't even afford to eat?

What kind of person did he transmigrate into?

What a bad start!

Duge refocused on the personal data in front of him, secretly thankful, fortunately, he has a golden finger...

The man kept talking, and continued to ask: "Brother, what are your keywords?"

Duge was stunned, and subconsciously looked at the two keywords "maintenance" and "backstab" in his profile. What's going on?

Panel everyone has?

Isn't it his exclusive golden finger?

This is so...

"Stop pretending." The man smiled with difficulty, "I saw you seize the house, don't believe what your civilian school teachers say, any key words that can't expose yourself are all lies. This is The trial in the simulation field is not the real alien battlefield. Only by cooperation can we have a chance to win. If you don't cooperate, with your current physical condition, I will eliminate you in minutes when I recover, believe it or not?"

Simulation field?

Alien battlefield?

What is it again?

Duge became more and more confused. He hated this feeling, lost all information, and was too unfriendly to a time traveler. Since he has time traveled, why not give him the memory of the host?

After a moment of silence, Duge calmed down and asked, "The premise of cooperation is honesty. What are your key words first?"

"Frankly?" The man snorted and shook the reed mat in his hand, "I eat these unpalatable straw mats non-stop, such an obvious reminder, what do you think is my key word?" ?”

Du Ge said quietly: "People can pretend."

"It's that of the Civilian Academy again..." The man looked at Doug incredulously, and let out a sneer, "Your brain circuit is overwhelmed. I gnawed on the straw mat that a dog wouldn't eat just to lie to you? Do you think Who are you?"

Keywords related to eating?

Duge made some associations based on his key words, and asked tentatively, "Will you be hungry?"

"There's no such thing as pretending to be stupid when you go to Nima's hunger." The man said angrily, "My key word is gluttony."

"Glutton?" Doug repeated in surprise.

"Yes." The man was proud, shaking the grass stalk in his hand, "As long as you keep eating, you can grow rapidly, one of the most high-quality keywords. Before I seized the house, my injury was similar to yours, and I did two bowls After dinner, I ate another straw mat, and now I can sit up. Brother, if we cooperate, you will take advantage of it. Otherwise, with your injury, it is very likely that you will not be able to survive it."

Duge saw the two empty bowls in front of him, and looked at his empty bedside, he didn't care that the guy ate his food, but focused on the focus of his words, Taotie, as long as If you don't stop eating, you can grow rapidly...

It seems that keywords are the elements that break the game.

Duge thought to himself, his key words are maintenance and backstab, since Taotie is eating, then maintenance and backstab...

The meaning of two words emerged in his mind:

Maintenance: to maintain, to protect, to keep it from being damaged; synonyms: to repair, to maintain, to protect and cover.

Backstab: a blow in the back, stabbing a knife in the back; synonyms: betrayal, sneak attack.

...

Before crossing, Duge was a Chinese major, so he knew the meaning of these words very clearly, since Taotie can grow by eating.

By analogy, the key to his growth should be to protect others.

But since there is maintenance, why is the second keyword backstab?

The two should be in conflict!

wrong.

That guy just said one key word...

Doug looked at the man and asked ambiguously, "Is there any more?"

"Is there anything else?" The man asked back, and then he sneered, "Brother, don't be too greedy, now I hold the initiative..."

"My key word is maintenance." Since the other party only said one key word, Duge also hid one.

He doesn't understand too many things, regardless of the other party's intentions, the information obtained from him, whether true or not, is much better than groping for it by yourself.

Just use a key word to win his trust. Moreover, there is no need to say a key word like backstab that needs to be concealed to exert its miraculous effect. Duge is even ready to make up a random word if he asks.

"Maintenance?" But the man didn't mean to ask at all, his eyes lit up, and he swallowed the straw mat in his mouth forcefully, "Auxiliary keywords, that's great, it really is the chosen partner, I'm not in vain I chased you here, you guarded me, I ate desperately, my brother took you flying, and killed everyone..."

The other party does not have the meaning of the second keyword at all. Does it mean that he only has one keyword?

From this point of view, he still has a golden finger, but it has yet to be verified...

Duge sneered and approached: "Brother, what's your name?"

The man said, "Feng Jiu."

"Real name?" Doug asked.

"Of course it's the name of this body." Feng Jiu chuckled, "Brother, our friendship only ends in this simulation. We each take what we need. When we leave the simulation field, we don't know each other, understand?"

"Understood." Duge nodded and stopped asking.

This is the second time Feng Jiu has mentioned the simulation field. Based on the current situation, Duge speculates that the simulation field most likely refers to the current world.

Simulate a real world for people to play?

Doug surveyed his surroundings.

Buildings, smells, and pain in the body...

Everything is lifelike.

If such a realistic world is virtual, how high is the technological level of the other world?

If it is a game, there should be an exit button!

Duge looked at his character panel again. He didn't find the exit button from it, but he found a value change. The value of the current ranking item was originally 3000\\3000, but now it has become 1115\\1213;

"1213?" Doug muttered consciously.

"Sixty percent of the unlucky ones who didn't succeed in seizing the house!" Feng Jiu sighed, and looked at Duge, "Brother, I have to say, with your mental strength, you can pick up a seriously injured number and successfully seize the house, too. Lucky."

60% elimination rate?

Duge followed the key points in his words, and continued to say: "Ninth brother, you said that if we cooperate, can we eliminate others?"

"Sure." Feng Jiu grinned and continued to gnaw on the straw mat, "Brother's key word is gluttony, the representative vocabulary of lying and winning, plus your maintenance, why not make it into the top ten, why not. Don't worry, I can make the top ten. It must be able to bring you in, otherwise, it's no wonder that you can grow up with your non-distinctive maintenance."

"Ninth brother, it's all about you." Duge squeezed a smile on his face, "Ninth brother, I don't know what kind of identity the guy who was taken away by the two of us is? Tell me, what do I do?" I don’t even understand, don’t wear clothes…”

"You have no memory?" Feng Jiu asked in astonishment.

Sure enough, he is the only one who has no memory, what a fool!

Duge cursed secretly, and said in frustration: "I don't have any memory at all, I don't know what's wrong."

Feng Jiu looked at Duge with pity, and said, "Maybe the guy you traveled through was too seriously injured and died when he seized the house, so his memory was lost! This kind of situation has happened in the simulation field before. Fortunately, you met him." Otherwise, I lost my memory for an auxiliary keyword, what are you doing?"

call!

Duge let out a sigh of relief, and said with a wry smile, "You're out of luck!"

"You changed your luck when you met me." Feng Jiu spat out the dregs that he couldn't swallow, and cursed, "Bah, it's really nasty, when the body recovers, I'm sorry bro Bitterness of eating straw mats."

He tore off a piece of mat again and stuffed it into his mouth, "Your name in this world is Feng Qi, and I'm Feng Jiu. Our identity is to accompany the young masters and disciples of the Feng family."

Doug was puzzled: "A partner?"

"It's actually sandbags." Feng Jiu spat out another mouthful of scum, "Those young masters don't regard sparring as a person at all. Otherwise, why do you think we were injured so badly? However, we also took advantage, they Without such a serious injury, it would not be so easy for us to seize the house..."

Sandbags?

Duge's face darkened immediately, and it really was a sad start.

He continued to ask: "Brother Jiu, is there any other key information?"

"Half a year later, the Holy Land of Qiao Family will be opened. At that time, the Tenth Martial Arts Conference will be held, and outstanding young people in the martial arts will be selected to enter the Holy Land to hunt for treasure. This should be the main thread of the world. We have to find a way to participate in the Martial Arts Conference. Only by being close to the main thread can we obtain Good ranking." Feng Jiu looked at Duge and said earnestly, "The young master and heir of the Feng family are preparing for the martial arts tournament, and they tortured us sparring partners, that's why we got hurt so badly. What we need to do right now is Find a way to escape from the Feng family, otherwise, they will train you to death sooner or later..."