Number of people in the team, 2
Ending the increase in the number of people in this mystic realm
Confirm entry?
"Confirm! Confirm!"
Fatty, whose face was covered in sweat, shouted.
The two of them finally heaved a sigh of relief.
In an instant, the light in front of him dimmed.
When they opened their eyes again, they found themselves in a forest.
Birds sang and flowers bloomed.
The flourishing ancient trees were as thick as a few people hugging each other. They were lush and green, towering into the clouds.
Not far away, there was a river that was as clear as jade.
The rapid water hit the rocks, making a clear and moving sound like a bell.
However, Zhang Niuma was no longer in the mood to appreciate these things. He fell to the ground with a thud.
"Brother Niu Ma, are you alright?"
Only then did Fatty realize that Zhang Niuma was actually injured just now.
There was a small but slightly deep wound on his left back rib. Blood flowed out from the wound, soaking the clothes on his back into a large red patch.
"What? It's so serious!"
Fatty was shocked. He hurriedly took out a bunch of bottles and cans from his bag and poured them all on the table.
"What's the matter? Don't make a fuss.”
Zhang Niuma waved his hand calmly.
Other than losing some color, there was no change on his face.
"Brother Bull and Horse, don't move."
Fatty took out a bag of medical gauze from his bag.
After opening it, he carefully placed it on Zhang Niuma's wound, then stuck it tightly with tape, and finally wrapped it with a few rounds of gauze.
He looked very skilled.
After he was done, Fatty's hands were covered in blood.
He casually rubbed his jeans, whose original color could no longer be seen.
Then, he took out a bottle of green liquid from the deepest part of his bag and handed it to Zhang Niuma.
"Little Green Bottle, it's a little inferior. Brother Bull and Horse, don't mind.”
"Fatty, what are you talking about? You must be joking."
Zhang Niuma took it, pulled out the cork, and drank it.
Other than a faint green grass-like taste, there was no taste in his mouth. It felt no different from drinking water.
However, he soon felt a warm current starting from his abdomen and slowly flowing towards the wound.
It brought a certain amount of vitality to the blood vessels, muscles, nerves, and other tissues.
The pain from the wound began to lessen, which made Zhang Niuma's slightly furrowed brows completely relax.
He looked at the empty reagent bottle in his hand.
He knew that this was the cheap version of the small life potion sold in the market, commonly known as the small green bottle.
Compared to the complete version of the Small Life Potion, its effect was much weaker.
However, it was still very useful for low-level job changers. It had a strong bleeding control and recovery effect.
At critical moments, it could often save a life.
Therefore, many job changers liked to bring a few bottles when leveling up.
Even though it was a cheap version, it was not cheap. It cost 50,000 yuan per bottle, and it was often in short supply.
"This thing isn't cheap, right?"
As his thoughts surged, Zhang Niuma's eyes fixed on one spot.
After a while, he suddenly spoke. Moreover, he was asking the obvious.
"It's not expensive. It's not bad."
"It's just that there have been people raising the price of Tom's recently. We've reported it to the yamen a few times, but no one has done anything.”
Fatty's expression could not hide his awkwardness.
Looking at Fatty's appearance, he knew that this was probably the only bottle he had at the end of his rope.
However, he could take it out without hesitation.
Holding the cold glass bottle in his hand, Zhang Niuma felt a warm feeling in his heart.
Now that the resources had been divided up by the various large factions, the survival space of ordinary job-changers was slim.
There were many of them, but they could only fight for the leftovers that the major factions looked down on.
They even fought each other until their heads were bleeding, or they took the initiative to leave dejectedly.
Fatty tonight was the clearest example.
Faced with the Wang Clan's sudden increase in price, he argued with them, but in return, he only received contempt and ridicule.
Facing the bullying from Wang Teng, Wu Fang, and the others, he could only grit his teeth and swallow it.
And this was just a miniature version!
There were still thousands of " fatties " in this world, and they were even sadder than the fatties.
In such an environment.
Many people's passion was defeated by reality.
They had no choice but to follow the path of those major powers and do what they originally hated the most.
A classmate who had a good relationship with Zhang Niuma in school said half-jokingly,
"Scold a few more words while it's still clean. In the future, when you're in cahoots with them, you won't be able to scold them anymore.”
Zhang Niuma vaguely remembered.
Under the bright sunshine of March.
The youth's smile seemed a little bitter.
It seemed to be the same as the expression of the fatty in front of him…
Zhang Niuma's throat tightened. He felt that the appearance of the golden finger at this time might not be a coincidence.
Perhaps he really should seize the time to do something!
"Brother Niu Ma, I'm sorry."
Looking at Zhang Niuma who was silently staring at his toes, Fatty's face turned red and he suddenly spoke.
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