Doomsday: I have one more keyword than others

After going out, Du Ge was not in a hurry to find something to eat for Feng Jiu.

Whether it is the world outside the simulation field or the martial arts world in the simulation field, they are all unfamiliar to him, and he needs to collect more information.

Just now, when he fed blood and forced to defend the opponent, he clearly sensed Feng Jiu's nervousness.

Reminiscent of what Feng Jiu said before, he eliminated himself every minute. Duge guessed that the players in the simulation field are in a competitive relationship, and the so-called civilian schools and elite schools should also be opposites.

Feng Jiu once expressed his contempt for the teacher in the civilian school who taught "don't reveal your key words".

But Doug believes that teachers will not be aimless.

In a competitive situation, it's true that you don't expose your keywords.

Just like Feng Jiu's gluttony, it is indeed a good keyword, but once someone deliberately targets him and cuts off his food, it means cutting off his growth.

Comparing your heart to your heart, putting yourself in Feng Jiu's position, you will never leak key word information easily.

And the best way to hide keywords is to kill yourself.

Seizing a house is a hidden thing. In such a short period of time, the numbers on the panel are disappearing rapidly, so there is only one possibility, and it is likely that they were killed by their own people...

Therefore, Feng Jiu definitely did not cooperate with him sincerely.

The reason why he kept eating those hard-to-swallow straw mats was probably because he wanted to recover his strength earlier than himself, and then eliminate himself!

Of course, Feng Jiu woke up before himself, so he could pretend to be a native to deceive himself.

But his injury at that time should not be much lighter than his own, and he had to rely on grass mats to heal his injuries, and he might be powerless to eliminate himself.

Moreover, for a severely wounded ship, the behavior of raw straw mats is too abnormal.

As he said, even eating straw mats, such keywords are too easy to be judged.

Without knowing his key words, Feng Jiu probably thought that he had been exposed, so he thought of cooperating to paralyze himself and delay time...

The only thing he didn't expect was that he recovered faster than him.

"... Let's cooperate, brother will take you to fly..."

"...After I go out, I will find a way to transfer you to the Elite Academy..."

"Paralysis, lure... Heh, childish words!" Duge laughed, and guessed the other party with the greatest malice, lacking key information. He knew that his speculation had a lot of loopholes, but most of the information was logical. Then the results can be derived. How can there be so many 100% in the world?

...

The sun was shining brightly outside, and the air was exceptionally fresh. Duge greedily took a breath of fresh air, which is rare on earth, and felt more and more realistic about the simulation field.

If he only traveled through time without encountering Feng Jiu, he would probably treat this place as a real world and take many detours.

This world is so real, it is really built like the Matrix.

Judging by Feng Jiu's attitude, he also didn't treat this place as a game, but treated it as a real world, which should be related to the alien battlefield he mentioned.

I just don't know what the so-called Alien Battlefield is?

one way or another.

Time-traveling is much more enjoyable than those days on earth where you can see your head at a glance. Just time-traveling gave him a lot of surprises and excitement, and it's worth having a lot of fun.

...

Shangwuyuan is a long and narrow courtyard with two rows of rooms of the same construction style, which looks like a staff dormitory.

In this world, there are qualifications for practicing martial arts, and the qualifications of the training partner are slightly worse than that of the disciples. For example, Feng Qi, who was taken away by Du Ge, and Feng Jiu, both were children from poor families who were taken in by the Feng family since childhood. In Feng's family, if there is no future in martial arts training, it is doomed to have no future, and the treatment is a little bit better than that of family members.

At this time, there were several people in the yard wearing the same clothes as him, most of them had injuries, some had bandages on their arms, and some were on crutches...

Nobody had a smile on their face.

Seeing Duge passing by, they just looked up at him lazily, and didn't say much, which saved Duge's trouble. After all, although Feng Jiu explained, he couldn't match any of these people No. Too many words and too many mistakes.

Ignoring the sick and injured numbers, Duge thought about the usage of key words, and slowly moved to the outside of Shangwu Academy.

...

"Old Qi, can you walk around so soon?" A strong man in his thirties came towards him, looking at Duge in surprise.

"It seems to be seriously injured, but in fact there is nothing serious about the body. It will be fine after you rest." Doug clutched his chest and said with difficulty, "Lao Jiu was injured more than me. I will come out and find him some food..."

"Don't go, let me go!" The strong man looked at Duge and said with pity, "Yesterday, Lao Liu and I brought you back. I don't know if you are seriously injured? At least two It takes a month to recover, this time, the third son is really a bit ruthless."

"You can't blame the third son. He is also preparing for the martial arts conference. If he has the opportunity to enter the holy place of the Qiao family, it will only benefit the Feng family..." Du Ge said casually.

"Mao's martial arts conference, it's been a few years, when will the Feng family..." The strong man's voice stopped abruptly, and he turned his head to look behind him.

There was no one behind.

Looking back, the strong man looked at Duge in surprise, his eyes full of suspicion.

At this time, Du Ge's body became more and more buoyant because he accidentally protected the interests of the Feng family. He naturally knew that the person in front of him was suspicious.

This is a real world!

The IQ of the NPC is too high!

Without the memory of the original owner, no matter how he disguises himself, he will be exposed in front of these people who live with him day and night...

Since it would be exposed sooner or later, Duge sighed and decided to change his strategy. The moment his body became lighter, he understood the ultimate meaning of maintenance. Only protecting one person is small, and maintaining a group is the kingly way.

Feng Jiu mentioned the top ten in the simulation field a few times, maybe there are some special rewards for the top ten.

In fact, Doug really wanted to enter the real world after time travel, but looking at the ranking numbers that have been changing, it seems that if the simulation field exits, there is no way to enter it again.

It's a pity that such a fun world quit directly.

Experience any kind of world, life is more exciting, it is right to travel through it for the second time, anyway, the simulation field will only be eliminated, and will not die.

As for the top ten, Doug thinks he can fight for it.

He is a serious person and will do his best no matter what he does.

Du Ge looked at the strong man, and said in a low voice: "I'd better get Lao Jiu some food, and don't speak ill of the third son behind his back, it's not good to be heard."

The strong man's face changed slightly, and he argued in a panic, "Old Qi, did I say anything? You must have misheard."

Doug looked at him with a half-smile.

The strong man was nervous for a while, swallowed his saliva, and said in a low voice with a smile on his face: "Lao Qi, Fourth Brother has always been the best to you."

"Fourth brother, don't be nervous, which one of us is with whom!" Duge naturally knew his address, and said earnestly, "However, illness comes from the mouth, and disaster comes from the mouth. Fourth brother, some words are hidden in the heart. Well, if you say it out of nowhere, it's for your own good..."

Knowing the true meaning of maintaining, Duge began to subconsciously cultivate the habit of always thinking about others. Every time he protects a person, whether it is natural or forced, his body will get instant feedback. The simulator seems to be unable to tell whether he is sincere. Still fake.

He likes the feeling of instant rewards, which is much better than the days of working on earth for a month and then waiting for wages.

"Well, I see." Feng Si's expression was a little unnatural, and he talked about him from left to right, "Lao Qi, go to the kitchen by yourself! I have other things..."

"Fourth brother, you are busy." Duge smiled and nodded.

Feng Si glanced at Duge for the last time, frowned and wanted to say something, but didn't say anything, and hurried away from him.

Du Ge continued to walk out and left the Martial Arts Academy. Instead of going to the kitchen of the Martial Arts Academy, he turned around and walked to the Martial Arts Arena. Feng Jiu's straw mat could still be eaten for a while, so he was not in a hurry to bring him food.

...

call!

drink!

Before he reached the martial arts arena, Duge heard a lot of noisy voices, and then he sped up his pace a little.

Feng Jiu was vague, and only told Du Ge that this is a martial arts world, but did not tell him the level and standard of martial arts in this world, whether it is high martial arts or low martial arts.

At least now Duge can't feel the flow of internal force.

It may also be that he has internal power, and he can't use it.

All in all, the body feels no different from the earth after taking the body.

Therefore, he is eager to see what martial arts in this world look like, just as different from the descriptions of martial arts novels on earth?

Duge was wearing the training clothes, and no one stopped him along the way, but occasionally there were curious eyes cast over him, as if he was surprised that he had suffered such a serious injury, why did he go to the martial arts arena? The group of disciples were almost stunned because of the martial arts conference. Even if they didn't suffer such serious injuries, they should find an excuse to hide for a few months instead of coming out to fight!

...

Walking into the gate of the martial arts arena, Duge was immediately attracted by the two people on the martial arts arena.

One of them was a sparring partner who was wearing the same clothes as him, and the other was a young man in a white exercise uniform. The two were fighting back and forth.

Rabbit ups and downs, the two moved swiftly, circling left and right, fists and feet flying up and down, with the whistling sound of breaking the wind, which dazzled people, much more beautiful than the MMA on the earth.

However, there are no special effects, it should be a low martial arts background.

Duge made his own judgment, and then sadly discovered that the sparring partner did have martial arts, but he didn't have any memory about martial arts, fart's physical memory...

Sudden.

The young man in his early twenties, dressed in a white training suit, made a feint, and hit the partner's chest with a palm piercing his heart.

Click!

The training partner screamed, flew backwards in the air, knocked down the weapon rack with a crash, and then fell to the ground, spurting out a mouthful of blood, struggled a few times, and then stopped moving, not sure if it was dead or alive.

Duge watched the chest collapse, and the motionless partner practiced with a serious expression.

At this moment, he suddenly understood the reason why Feng Jiu was eager to escape from Feng's house. These guys really didn't treat them as sparring partners, their sternum was crushed, and they probably wouldn't survive...

The applause woke Doug up.

Du Ge looked at the martial arts arena again, except for the trainees who died of rabbits and foxes, the direct disciples and servants of the Feng family who were watching the battle all cheered loudly.

Is it just that you don't take human life seriously?

Duge curled his lips, a family like garbage!

The young man in white pretended to pull out a folding fan from his waist, flung it open, and fanned it gracefully in front of him, enjoying everyone's compliments.

A middle-aged man with a long beard flew to the side of the partner trainer, looked down at his injury, and then asked the two to lift him down, looked at the young man, and praised: "Yun Jie, your trick is broken!" Heart-cut jade, the use of it has become more and more proficient, and it is hard to guard against."

"Second uncle has won the award. I will practice for another three months. When my nephew can master the broken gold and broken jade skills, I will definitely fight for a spot for the Feng family in the martial arts competition." He glanced at his palm, turned his head and nodded and smiled at the middle-aged man. From the beginning to the end, he never took another look at the partner who was beaten to the brink of death by him.

Broken gold and jade hands?

Such a low martial arts name, it doesn't look like the martial arts of a big family, Duge complained.

...

Feng Yunjie, the third son of Feng, Feng Shiyi, the younger brother of Feng Shiren, the head of the Feng family, and Du Ge matched them one by one in his heart.

Feng Shiyi stroked his long beard, looked at Feng Yunjie with a hearty smile, and said, "As expected of me, I, the Feng family, have ambitions. Yunjie, you don't need to do anything these few months, just practice. If you have any needs, please feel free to ask your second uncle. Whether the Feng family can feel proud this time is entirely up to you."

Wealth and wealth are sought in insurance.

Du Ge thought for a moment, then suddenly straightened his waist, and said loudly: "Second Master Feng, Third Young Master, I have something important to report to you about this martial arts conference..."