Chapter 20 Xianyu turned over and took the initiative.
After going upstairs, Nan Xing went to rest.
She didn't want to read by the light of the fire. If her eyesight got damaged, there was no place to cry in a ghost place like this.
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In the next few days, Nanxing lived an extremely comfortable life under the protection of these players.
They will clean up any zombies that spawn in the sanatorium.
She just reads books, eats and drinks every day, and her ankle injury is healed.
Then follow a few players to learn techniques and so on.
For example, shooting, maintaining guns, fitness, fighting, archery, rubbing bullets, etc.
There are really many skills they have mastered, and they are worthy of the profession they engaged in before entering the game.
But in fact, she watched from the side, secretly remembered it in her heart, and then practiced secretly when she was alone in the room.
After all, it is very strange for a weak NPC to be so easy to learn.
However, what made Nan Xing a little anxious was that their behavior was somewhat out of her expectation.
These players seemed to have reached some kind of deal and actually coexisted peacefully.
They send out several players in rotation every day to go out and explore, but at the same time, one or two people will stay to guard her.
This is not good.
Although life is comfortable now, the longer she stays with them, the greater the possibility that Nan Xing will be exposed.
Moreover, in a survival game, it is not a good thing to have limbs that are not diligent and that cannot distinguish between grains and sands.
It's time to reach the tenth day of the game.
Nan Xing decided to take the initiative.
It just so happened that the one who stayed to guard her today was Daimar.
"Mr. Daimar." Nan Xing looked at the silent old man sitting in the hall and stepped forward hesitantly.
"I, can I go for a walk in the woods?"
"Huh?"
"I saw from the hospital staff's notes that there is a plant in the woods."
"Okay." Daimar quietly packed up the guns that were being maintained. The cross necklace around his neck dangled.
He put on his hat, rifle, bow and arrows, and agreed without even listening to Nan Xing's words.
Nan Xing looked at Daimar's back and narrowed her eyes.
Daimar...
She followed Daimar's steps, with a sweet smile on her face, "Thank you, Mr. Daimar."
"Yes."
"Mr. Daimar, how is the situation outside now? Are everyone in the town still alive? Have you seen Grandma Daisy?"
"She is a very good person. I hope the moon god will bless her and that she will be fine."
Nanxing, like a little bird, chirped and asked Daimar questions.
Daimar was a silent and a hugpatient man. He answered Nanxing's questions one by one and led her to the woods.
The woods are very quiet in the afternoon, and the sun shines warmly on people through the leaves.
Ignoring the zombies in the woods, this woods is still very beautiful and contains many medicinal materials.
Originally, Nan Xing only knew a few types, but these days of learning were not in vain.
If she had known that she was about to enter such a ghost game, she would have memorized the Compendium of Materia Medica.
Daimar protected Nan Xing behind him, and calmly raised his bow and arrow, killing the zombies one after another in an orderly manner.
Nan Xing looked behind him, envious, and pinched her soft flesh, not knowing when she would reach their level.
"Okay." Daimar put down his bow and arrow and said calmly.
"Ah, okay, thank you Mr. Daimar." Nan Xing quickly thanked him.
Daimar handed her a basket for the herbs while he recovered the arrows.
Nan Xing looked at his back and smiled. She chose today specifically not only because Daimar was the one responsible for guarding her today, but more importantly because it rained yesterday.
According to an essay written by a doctor here, a patient once went into the woods to collect mushrooms after the rain, and died after eating the mushrooms.
Comparing the doctor's description, Nan Xing guessed that the mushroom was a brown scaly mushroom.
This kind of mushroom looks ordinary, not much different from the mushrooms you usually eat.
It often grows in green belts, parks, and under various trees, and will grow in spring, summer, and autumn.
The symptoms are gastroenteritis in the early stage of the disease, followed by liver and kidney damage, irritability, convulsions, coma, and high mortality.
With the cooperation of Gelsemium elegans, they have no power to fight back even if they don't die.
Nanxing hummed a song and happily collected mushrooms growing under the tree, as well as the heartbroken grass that was very similar to honeysuckle.
Ordinary mushrooms and highly poisonous mushrooms, honeysuckle and gutweed, the two are mixed together, and it is difficult to tell the difference.
Especially people from other countries who have no idea about these.
Although Zhou is from China, judging from his daily conversations, he should be from Hong Kong City and has little chance to know these things.
Daimar leaned against the tree and watched quietly as Nanxing shuttled under the trees like a butterfly, collecting mushrooms and herbs.
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"It's time to go back." Daimar glanced at the sky and said.
"Ah, okay." Nan Xing responded with a smile.
At this time, they are indeed coming back soon.
It's almost time to make dinner.
"Yes." Daimar took the basket from Nan Xing's hand and walked quietly in front.
"Mr. Daimar, can I help with the cooking later?" Nan Xing asked tentatively.
"...Okay." Daimar was silent for a moment and said slowly.
"I will definitely make the most delicious meal to thank you." Nan Xing lowered her eyes and became more sure of what she was thinking.
Back in the nursing home, Nanxing got busy with Daimar.
She participated in the preparation of every dish.
Today's dinner was particularly sumptuous.
Chicken stew with creamy mushrooms, pan-fried luncheon meats, sandwiches, salads, roast potatoes and roast venison.
After Nan Xing had eaten early, she went back to her room and continued reading while it was still dark.
The book has its own golden house, and the book has its own millet.
The ancients would not deceive her.
" Daimar, what day is it today? There is such a feast." Jin Shitai looked at the fragrant food and couldn't help but exclaimed.
Daimar ignored him and just called to his brother Alejo and served him a bowl of chicken stewed with creamy mushrooms.
Then he also packed himself a bowl of creamy mushroom stewed chicken, took a baked potato, cut it open and spread it with the secret sauce.
After Demar and Alejo started, everyone else sat down and started eating today's meal.
Whatever Daimar eats, they eat too.
Daimar didn't eat it and they refused to touch it.
Jin Shitai, Hackman and Zhou like meat the most, and several meat dishes are their focus.
Serena and Candy are accustomed to eating vegetarian food based on their past eating habits, and they can't change it for a while. Veggies is what they often eat.
Soon, the table full of delicious food was eaten up by them.