Survival game: my plug-ins can stack up

The Frog Prince was obviously very impatient and had been waiting at the entrance of the cave for a long time.

When it saw Zhao Xun appear, its whole body jumped up and shouted: "I'm here!"

He was afraid that Zhao Xun wouldn't notice his presence.

Zhao Xun smiled and followed the frog prince into the cave.

He skillfully took out a strong flashlight and illuminated the cave very brightly.

The Frog Prince turned his head and glanced at Zhao Xun's flashlight: "This thing of yours is really bright."

Zhao Xun smiled noncommittally and did not respond.

One person and one frog quickly walked into the stone room. The things inside were no different from what Zhao Xun had seen before.

The frog prince pointed to the stone tray and said to Zhao Xun: "Put those three things in."

Zhao Xun walked to the stone tray and asked, "What's the order?"

"Place the luminous stone in the middle," replied the Frog Prince, "put the dew on the left, and place the fireflies on the right."

Zhao Xun did as he was told.

Two glass bottles were placed on both sides, and the slightly shiny stone was placed in the middle.

As the three items were placed, the three stone trays suddenly sank together.

Then there was a "click-click" sound in the stone chamber.

Zhao Xun looked up following the source of the sound and found that the roof directly above the stone slab had been opened.

The bright moonlight spilled in, just shining on the stone slabs.

The Frog Prince jumped up onto the stone slab and lay upright in the middle of the stone slab.

"The time has not come yet," he said to Zhao Xun, "we have to wait a little longer."

"Then it's time for you to tell me the next steps, right?" Zhao Xun stood beside the three stone trays and looked at the Frog Prince, "Lest I react too slowly later and fail to complete the ceremony on time."

The Frog Prince thought for a while and thought it made sense, so he said, "I will cut myself open later, and you need to stain those three items with my blood."

Zhao Xun interjected: "The luminous stone is okay, but the other two...are they going to get blood on the glass bottle, or drip it into the glass bottle?"

The frog prince was a little dissatisfied with being interrupted, but he still answered Zhao Xun's question: "Drip in."

Zhao Xun nodded to express his understanding, and then motioned to the frog prince to continue.

The Frog Prince didn't like the feeling of being controlled by Zhao Xun, but this was not the time to argue about such things.

He endured his temper and said: "After they are all stained with blood, you put those three things as they are, and then draw a picture on the slate with my blood."

After speaking, he gestured with his webbed in the air.

Zhao Xun watched the whole process carefully. After the Frog Prince finished drawing, he said with embarrassment: "It's too complicated. I can't understand it. How about you draw it yourself?"

He could tell that it was a magic circle, but he didn't know the specific function of the magic circle.

Since he didn't know the purpose of the magic circle and was sure that the Frog Prince was not a good thing, he naturally would not draw this picture casually.

Who knows if it will have any bad effects on him?

The Frog Prince showed a disgusted expression: "You can't even understand such a simple picture?"

"I'm not as experienced as you, so it's normal to not understand, right?" As he spoke, Zhao Xun quickly wrote a string of cursive writing in the air, "Look, can you understand what I just wrote?"

Frog prince:"……"

Drawing so fast, you can't see clearly.

The frog prince raised his flippers unhappily: "I can't draw with my hands, otherwise I wouldn't let you draw."

Zhao Xun showed a puzzled look: "The painting you just drew was pretty good, so why do you say you can't draw it?"

"The picture I need is bigger than this, and it has to put me in the middle of the picture." The Frog Prince said angrily, "Do you think I can draw such a big picture myself?"

"Yes," Zhao Xun said matter-of-factly, "It's just that you have to run back and forth and can't squat in place to draw."

Seeing that the frog prince was about to get angry, Zhao Xun added: "If you draw it yourself, you can at least ensure that you don't make any mistakes. It's better than me drawing it wrong and messing up the ceremony, right?"

The Frog Prince suddenly stopped.

After being silent for a few seconds, he muttered: "I draw, I draw! I've never seen you so useless, you can't even draw such a simple picture."

Zhao Xun shrugged, not angry.

He asked in a good mood: "What about after you finish drawing the picture? Do you need me to do anything else?"

"No need," Frog Prince said, "After drawing the picture, you put me in the middle of the picture, and then I can move further away."

"Okay," Zhao Xun nodded, "I understand."

He looked up at the sky above and asked, "Then when are you going to start?"

"When the sky turns white, you can start." The Frog Prince also raised his head to look at the sky with some difficulty, "Follow my instructions and start as soon as I say."

"Then should you draw the picture in advance?" Zhao Xun reminded, "otherwise you may not have time to finish it."

Frog prince:"……"

Why did he feel that this guy's tone was a bit sarcastic?

He really wanted to kill this guy immediately.

"I have my own arrangements, you don't need to remind me." The Frog Prince rolled his eyes heavily.

Zhao Xun didn't say anything, just stood next to the stone slab and stared at the frog in a daze.

The Frog Prince felt uncomfortable and simply turned his back.

Just until five o'clock, the Frog Prince turned back again.

He asked Zhao Xun: "Do you have a sharp blade?"

Zhao Xun took out his dagger: "Where do you want to cut?"

The Frog Prince pointed to his belly: "Cut it horizontally from here. Make sure the wound is shallow."

Zhao Xun nodded and stabbed the Frog Prince neatly in the stomach.

The Frog Prince hissed, and then sneered: "You are very skilled at killing people."

Zhao Xun didn't answer, but quickly took out the towel and picked up the frog prince through the towel.

The frog prince looked confused: "What are you doing?"

"It's bleeding." Zhao Xun said matter-of-factly.

He walked to the stone tray on the far left, opened the cork of the glass bottle with one hand, and then aligned the frog prince's wound in the other hand with the mouth of the glass bottle.

The blood dripped in drop by drop.

"Shouldn't you normally bring something to me to collect my blood?" The Frog Prince was very unhappy.

It's so impolite to carry it around like this!

"My method is more reasonable." Zhao Xun showed a smile, "If you take those items over, you have to send them over again. Doesn't it waste time if you come back and forth? I can bring you here directly and you can complete three tasks in one go. A blood-dropping mission for an item.”

Without giving the Frog Prince a chance to complain again, Zhao Xun asked, "How many drops should I put in?"

The Frog Prince's attention was immediately diverted. He hurriedly said: "Just three or four drops will be enough. Don't bleed me dry."

Zhao Xun stuffed the cork with one hand and placed the frog prince's body on top of the luminous stone next to him with the other hand.

By the time he put the cork in place, three drops of the frog prince's blood had been dripped on the luminous stone, which was just enough.

He walked quickly to the third tray of stones.

This glass bottle containing fireflies is not corked with a wooden stopper, but has an ordinary metal lid.

In order to provide the fireflies with enough oxygen, he poked two air holes in the lid. Now, without opening the lid, he directly pointed the frog prince's wound at the air holes, and the dripping blood slowly flowed in along the air holes. .

After three drops of blood, Zhao Xun put the frog prince back on the stone slab.

The frog prince had no intention of complaining about what Zhao Xun had done. He quickly dipped his webbed into the blood on his chest and drew a magic circle in the middle of the stone slab.

Fortunately, he is now very small, and the magic circle only needs to be twice as big as the frog's body.

He was painting intently, and the sky outside had gradually receded from the darkness of the night, slowly turning white.

He knew that he couldn't waste a single second now. He had to draw quickly and accurately without making any mistakes.

Zhao Xun stood aside and watched with interest.

This magic circle should be able to lift the seal, but the steps when looking at the Frog Prince's drawing are slightly different from when he was first shown the drawing.

Although he did not intend to draw this magic circle in the first place, he still looked very carefully when the Frog Prince drew it for the first time, just to determine whether there was any difference in the painting methods.

Sure enough, one cannot be too wary of such evil people.

The few steps that are different should allow the magic circle to have some effect on him while ensuring that the seal can be lifted.

Maybe seal him away.

Or maybe curse him.

It's definitely not a good thing anyway.

After a while, the frog prince finally finished drawing the magic circle.

He raised his head and glanced at the sky, and immediately urged Zhao Xun: "Quick, put me in the middle. I can't touch the painted place, otherwise it will destroy the formation."

At this time, he no longer cared about deceiving Zhao Xun that this was a "painting".

Zhao Xun did not reveal the other party's words.

He obeyed, grabbed the frog prince through the towel, and placed it in the middle of the magic circle.

The Frog Prince quickly sat upright and let the blood from his chest flow out slowly.

His bleeding volume far exceeded the normal bleeding volume of a frog.

Obviously, this is based on the amount of blood he bled when he was a human.

The sky became brighter and brighter, and soon the first ray of sunlight finally appeared.

When the light fell on the stone slab, it seemed to be calculated to cover the frog prince squatting in the center of the magic circle.

Upon seeing this, Zhao Xun quickly retreated outside the stone chamber door.

The next second, the magic circle burst out with dazzling light, making the figure of the Frog Prince completely invisible.

The light of the magic circle continued to expand and quickly enveloped the entire stone slab and three stone trays.

The three items on the tray were lifted up by the light and flew towards the magic circle.

In the end, none of the three items entered the frog prince's body.

Immediately afterwards, a scream of "croak" came from the magic circle, and then it turned into a man's low muffled groan.

The light of the magic circle lasted for about ten minutes before gradually fading away.

The figure of an adult gradually appeared on the stone slab.

At the same time, a familiar pop-up window popped up in front of Zhao Xun.

[Complete the side mission: Help the Frog Prince restore his original appearance. 】

[Congratulations to player Zhao Xun for earning 100 points and 100 hours of survival time. 】

The moment the pop-up window disappeared, the light of the magic array completely receded, and the man in the black magic robe raised his eyes and looked at Zhao Xun.

He has a pair of dark green eyes, and when he looks at people, he is like a predator looking at his prey.

He only sees cruelty and aggression.

It is obvious at a glance that it is not a good thing.

"I promise to give you ten minutes to talk." The man came down from the stone slab and stared at Zhao Xun. "Then, let's start the timer now."

"What do you want to say to me?" Zhao Xun did not rush to take action, wanting to hear what this evil magician had to say.

"I knew from the first moment I saw you that you and I are the same kind of people." The magician took a few steps closer to Zhao Xun. "People like us are very sensitive to the same kind of people. You won't deny it, right?" ?”

"I don't deny that I am very sensitive to the same kind of people." Zhao Xun nodded.

"Then, you should understand my thoughts and ambitions better than anyone else in the world." The magician curled his lips and smiled, "I will give you a chance to become my companion, will you take advantage of it?"

Zhao Xun raised an eyebrow slightly but said nothing.

The magician thought that Zhao Xun was hesitating, and then said: "Being restrained and controlled is the most disgusting thing in this world, especially the so-called love under the banner of 'for your own good'. It is really disgusting." Extremely.”

His voice lowered a bit, with some confusion: "We don't need love at all, what we need is to destroy everything. This is what makes us feel happy, isn't it?"

He stretched out his hand to Zhao Xun: "With me, you can be yourself and never be constrained by anyone else."

Zhao Xun glanced at the magician's chest.

The fabric there was intact, with no trace of being cut by a sharp blade.

There was no blood seeping out.

It seems that the injuries he suffered when he was the Frog Prince have healed after the seal was released.

Zhao Xun looked at the magician's face again and looked at him: "Is this what you want to tell me?"

"Why, you think this isn't attractive enough for you?" The magician frowned slightly, not satisfied with Zhao Xun's performance, "I gave it to you because you would lift the seal for me and you are the same kind of person as me. You have such an opportunity, no one else can ask for it!"

Zhao Xun lowered his eyes and looked at the magician's hand stretched out to him.

After two seconds of silence, he raised his hand and reached over, making a gesture to shake hands with the magician.

The magician showed a satisfied expression.

The moment Zhao Xun's palm was about to touch the magician's palm, a bolt of lightning suddenly appeared from Zhao Xun's hand and hit the magician's palm straight.

The magician was obviously on guard for a long time. A magic circle suddenly appeared in his palm, barely blocking the thunder and lightning.

He took a few steps back and said with a sullen face: "Since you don't eat the toast, you will be punished with the drink, then you must die!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a black flame the size of a football appeared on his palm. (End of chapter)