Insect Plague
Before long, footsteps sounded nearby, and two players came over.
They deliberately slowed their pace and made a point of announcing their presence. They clearly weren't looking for trouble.
The two gestured toward a spot beside him, indicating they wanted to rest there.
Xu Huo said nothing and naturally didn't object.
This was only a temporary alliance. Even players couldn't keep fighting to the death around the clock, so sometimes they tacitly agreed to a truce.
Of course, they had to choose their companions carefully. There were plenty who made a habit of attacking others while they rested.
Unexpectedly, before long, Ding Xiang appeared nearby. She had been presumed dead or missing.
Ding Xiang was badly injured, and four players were following close behind her. They kept their distance, wary of the device in her hands.
But she was badly hurt, and it was only a matter of time before she was killed.
She had only approached after spotting Xu Huo. With no other options, she could only bet on this.
"I can give you the device." She went around the other two players who were resting.
Xu Huo didn't refuse. Instead, he tossed her the potion beside him.
He had plenty of wounds, but they were all minor. His score above his head had surpassed four hundred and was still slowly rising, showing that the audience thought highly of him, too. For a player like that, unless he was exceptionally good-looking, it could only mean he was exceptionally capable.
The four players who had followed her didn't dare attack rashly.
Ding Xiang let out a sigh of relief when she got the potion, then sat down nearby to tend to her wounds.
She had fractured bones, and deep, long gashes across her back and chest. A player's