"I am not injured. You drink this bottle of recovery potion, and the injury will heal faster."
Xia Ruize's tone was sincere and eager. He did not get injured. He basically hid in the attic and put cold arrows. In the last few close battles, his power had surpassed his opponents. The opponents were poisoned by his arrows, and they were in a weakened state. He won easily; in fact, he didn't even have a wound on his body.
Cheng Huaiqian's hand paused and took a deep look at Xia Ruize. He could see that Xia Ruize really expected him to drink it and recover sooner, not pretending to be generous and courteous.
His teammate sometimes surprised him with his generous selflessness.
Cheng Huaiqian was worried that Xia Ruize would feel uncomfortable when he paid his own recovery potion. He didn't want to destroy the cooperative relationship between the two because of a bottle of potion. But since his teammates didn't mind, he certainly wouldn't refuse something that would be good for him, so he raised his hand and drank the recovery potion.
Another bottle of recovery potion entered his body, and Cheng Huaiqian's condition seemed to be better. The wounds on his body were all wrapped up by Xia Ruize. He didn't bother to care that he was lying on a straw mat, so he relaxed and rested.
Xia Ruize moved the two pots with bloody water to a distance, then walked over and sat on the side of the wooden bed, turned his hands, and a bunch of objects appeared between him and Cheng Huaiqian.
In addition to the things dropped by ordinary barbarians and barbarian elites, the killing of two small barbarian leaders gave Xia Ruize a poison gem and a packet of Mongolian sweat:
[Mongolian sweat medicine1: It can be put into wine or tea and has a strong anesthetic effect.]
Mongolian sweat medicine was really ordinary, but there may be useful black essential items at critical moments, which made Xia Ruize a little surprised.
This was the first time for the two of them to see the actual Mongolian medicine outside of novels and stories. They carefully observed this package of powdery items with curiosity, but in the end, they did not dare to get too close. After watching them for a while, Xia Ruize put them away.
In the end, the leading barbarian, that was, the big barbarian leader, was counted on Xia Ruize's head. In addition to the unexpected improvement in physical fitness, two items were obtained from him:
[Crossbow (white top grade): Great attack power, long range and fast rate of fire. Sixty arrows are replenished every hour, and one arrow is automatically added every minute. The supplementary arrows can be stacked, and up to 120 arrows can be stored.]
[Thunder sword technique (white medium grade): a powerful technique with heavy moves.]
The white top grade crossbow was easy to understand. Compared with the low-grade crossbow currently in Xia Ruize's hands, not only the power had increased, but the number of arrows had also increased, and even some more arrows could be stored.
To be honest, with this top-grade crossbow, Xia Ruize basically didn't have to worry about not having enough arrows.
On the contrary, the book-style technique "Thunder Sword Technique" had never appeared before, and both of them felt very strange.
Cheng Huaiqian sat up halfway, his gaze moved back and forth between the bed full of objects and Xia Ruize's face, and finally slumped back on the wooden bed, and subconsciously raised his arms to cover his eyes, temporarily not wanting to see Xia Ruize.
At this moment, he deeply realized the frustration that people around his age experienced from him since he was a child. What mattered if he killed more barbarians than Xia Ruize? The items he obtained were less than half of Xia Ruize's!
Cheng Huaiqian killed 12 ordinary barbarians, only got three rolls of bandages and a bucket of mineral water, killed 3 barbarian elites, obtained a bottle of recovery potion, and killed 3 small barbarian leaders, only got a white gem.
He turned over the things he got and put them on the bed, which was pitiful compared to Xia Ruize's.
Xia Ruize touched his nose and smiled embarrassedly.
He was familiar with Cheng Huaiqian's expression. Every time he played a game with his friends around him, once it involved luck, his friends around him will have similar performances.
Just when Xia Ruize wanted to say something to comfort his sad teammate, Cheng Huaiqian suddenly sat up and stretched out a finger to block Le Xia Ruize's mouth. He looked serious and turned his ears slightly as if he was listening intently.
Xia Ruize immediately realized something, and sat quietly in the same place without moving, and reached out his hand to turn off the flashlight of the phone.
In the dark cellar, only two people's slight breathing sounded one after another. In addition, through a hole leading to the ground at the edge of the cellar, while a few rays of light were scattered, a few voices were also leaked.
The two heard the shouts of the barbarians from outside, and there seemed to be a large number of barbarians bluffing nearby. Soon, some of the barbarians kicked open the courtyard gate and rummaged in.
Xia Ruize and Cheng Huaiqian relaxed their breath. Although they didn't understand what the barbarians were saying, they intuitively felt that the barbarians were searching for them.
"Boom!" Some barbarians rushed to the kitchen, tossing pots and pans, and even kicked the cupboard to vent their anger.
Xia Ruize and Cheng Huaiqian's hearts jumped heavily in response to the abnormal noise of the cabinet. Fortunately, the cabinet swayed twice and finally stabilized, firmly blocking the entrance of the cellar at the rear. The barbarians found no abnormalities, and left with curses.
As the voice in the courtyard gradually lowered, the voice of the barbarians was heard farther and farther away, and the two of them looked at each other and let out a long sigh of relief.
They were not in their peak. If they were surrounded by barbarians, with more than thirty barbarians, they would really be killed.
"They must be searching for us everywhere now. We might as well hide here and wait until the limelight has passed before making plans."
Cheng Huaiqian sat with his arms supported, leaned against Xia Ruize, lowered his voice, and said in Xia Ruize's ear.
Xia Ruize's ears moved sensitively. He couldn't help withdrawing his body. He moved a little further, nodded in agreement, realizing that his teammate in the dark might not see him, he lowered his voice back:
"Okay, let's rest. I have steamed buns, barbecue and clean water here. Let's fill up our stomachs first."
With that said, Xia Ruize turned on the flashlight of the phone, half-buckled it, and held the light in a small place without spreading it. Then, under the light, he took out the four buns that he got in the morning by accident, two vegetable buns and two meat buns, Xia Ruize gave Cheng Huaiqian half.
In addition, Xia Ruize tore the barbecue he got in half and shared it with Cheng Huaiqian, and finally took out the biscuits that the woman gave him and shared it with his teammate.
Both have mineral water, so they could drink their own.
Xia Ruize divided the food, and Cheng Huaiqian took it silently. At this moment, he felt like he was eating and drinking and being nurtured, but he couldn't help it. He didn't get as much food as Xia Ruize, and his stomach was really hungry.
After dividing the food, Xia Ruize reached out and pushed the "Thunder Sword Technique" to Cheng Huaiqian.