Survive in a survival game

But there is a saying that goes well, there is no free lunch in the world.

Looking at this dense section of usage precautions and purchase rules, Shi Yi's excitement was immediately extinguished.

He raised his hand and the screen in front of him disappeared instantly.

This thing is like a hungry person. A plate of golden roast chicken appears in front of him. When he gets up to touch it, he discovers that it is just an illusion caused by his hunger.

It can be seen but not eaten, it can be admired but not used.

But the wound on the arm is more troublesome.

If the bleeding doesn't stop if you pull it out, you'll be dead. If you don't pull it out, it will become inflamed and festered. Why is it that both sides are dead ends?

Shi Yi had a headache and stood up carefully while holding on to the tree trunk. The most important thing now was to find something that could stop the bleeding. After all, who at this young age wanted to die?

Fortunately, her luck was not too bad and she found some wormwood.

Put it directly into the river water to clean it, then mash it and set aside. Then you take out a piece of wooden stick you picked up, wrap it with a circle of clothes, put it directly into your mouth, and bite it tightly.

Taking a deep breath, Shi Yi held the handle of the arrow. Not to mention, in the past, I saw people who were hit by arrows in TV dramas hesitated when they pulled out the arrows.

But now it's my turn, and I can't help but feel a little timid.

It seemed that the sound of the beating heart became clear in my ears.

The hand holding the arrow's handle was covered with thin beads of sweat. He closed his eyes and pulled out the arrow with a pop, followed by splattered blood, which was even more painful. Shi Yi's face was pale, his back was dripping with sweat, and his teeth were almost missing.

bitten to pieces.

Fortunately, there was no big noise.

The bright red blood was still flowing out, and Shi Yi had no time to calm down. He opened his clothes with trembling hands. The wound was as thick as a little finger, and the surrounding skin was bright red. The surrounding skin was slightly red, and the top layer of skin was slightly pointed.

Somewhat whitish.

After falling into the water, he was affected.

I just hope these mugworts can have some effect.

He gritted his teeth and applied the crushed herbs all over, then tied the torn cloth strip to the outside of the wound and tied a knot with his mouth. Before he could clean the blood on his hands, he fell to the ground exhausted.

If it weren't for his strong willpower, Shi Yi felt that he might have finished playing together today.

This damn broken game!

After a brief rest, my stomach was already growling with hunger. Fortunately, I was near the river, so I didn't starve to death.

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On the other side, Feng Zhiqiang, who had a broken arm, was not so lucky.

Feng Zhiqiang leaned on the straw pile and yelled and panted heavily. The blood had stained his clothes red, and the piercing pain made him particularly awake.

Thinking of that man's eyes, Feng Zhiqiang couldn't help but shudder. It was so terrifying, he was simply... not human!

Fortunately, he has a trump card prop, otherwise he would have to explain it there today!

Thinking about this, Feng Zhiqiang stumbled to his feet and looked around. The place he was teleported to should be a farmhouse, but the shabby little yard and even the earthen walls were full of holes, large and small. After rummaging through boxes and cabinets, Feng Zhiqiang

No medicine has been found to stop the bleeding.

At that time, he was already feeling dizzy due to excessive blood loss. If the bleeding continued, Feng Zhiqiang wondered what would happen to him.

Fortunately, there is always a way out.

A dusty iron pot gave him a glimmer of hope.

Enduring the severe pain, he staggered closer. No matter whether it was done or not, he turned over the pot, scooped up the ash from the bottom of the pot, and sprinkled it on Brokeback Mountain.

But the effect is almost negligible.

The blood is still flowing.

Feng Zhiqiang gritted his teeth and rubbed his broken arm on the bottom of the pot. It was directly covered with the black ash on the bottom of the pot. He endured the severe pain and did not dare to stop even if the sweat was flowing.

Perhaps we can only say that he really did not deserve to die.

The hand wrapped with a cloth finally stopped the bleeding.