Chapter 1971 Dead and Not Dead

"Quick! Who still has freezing grenades? No more? Damn it!" Looking at the endlessly chasing monsters behind, the young man listened to the roars from the friendly troops around him, with a heavy expression on his face. As they retreated, the number of monsters chasing Fewer and fewer, but also more and more difficult to deal with.

Not long ago, the soldier who used the howitzer was approached by a monster. The power of a grenade explosion covered the monster and him together, triggering a chain explosion.

The ammunition consumption of the others is also very serious. Most of them can still survive. It is more because the friendly troops who retreated first left a lot of traps along the way. Those traps have signs, and they can understand monsters but not.

The young man re-attached the glory bomb to himself. When the monster tore apart the friendly army next to him and was about to bite off his head, its head exploded directly. Be a sniper!

One rolled to avoid the crushed corpse of the monster, and he quickly ran to the rear, all within the range of the sniper's attack, and they would be safe immediately.

Sure enough, the remaining monsters always burst their heads or chests when they raided, and the young man who watched it felt hot. In fact, he also wanted to be a sniper at the beginning, but those who can be a sniper are carefully selected When he came out, his eyesight was acceptable, but his shooting talent was average.

There are too many soldiers with qualified eyesight, and he is just one of them.

"Avoid!!" The rejoicing young man heard the roar of the friendly army.

Then he saw a crystallized pouch on the back of one in the distance, and the lizard-like monster rapidly inflated. Before that pouch swelled to the limit, a bullet exploded the pouch ahead of time, preventing this The monster's self-destruction power was brought into full play, but the resulting explosion still affected the young man.

"..."

"Still young. It's a pity."

These were the last words the young man heard.

...

"Ugh!" The young man suddenly sat up, feeling a sharp pain in his body, couldn't help taking a breath, he opened his sleeves with trembling hands, his arms were covered with scars, and there were fine stitches on them The marks stitched up the damaged skin, and the stiff feeling of his body made his brain feel dizzy.

Beside him was a young man who was not tall and looked at him dumbfounded. When the young man turned his head to look, the other party dropped the needle and thread in his hand, turned his head and ran away: "Undead!!"

"..." What the hell, the young man rubbed his forehead with trembling arms, trying to clear up his drowsy brain as much as possible. He felt that his memory was a little confused, and part of it belonged to him. Another person's, this feeling of confusion gave him a splitting headache.

Until the sound of hurried footsteps came.

"It's him!" The small young man who ran away just now pointed at the young man and shouted.

The young man looked over and raised his eyebrows slightly, a priest?

The members of the Holy Church came over to take a look, and released a detection magic: "Don't make a fuss, it's a living person, you are lucky."

Then, while the young man was still a little confused, he was transferred to the operating room. A doctor dealt with his injuries with a serious expression. Some of the sutures on his body were removed before. Although those sutures were exquisite, they were more The purpose is to keep the corpse in good condition.

Stitching up a wound is more like stitching up a broken doll.

That kind of stitching is not suitable for living people who need treatment.

"Doctor, I..."

"Do not talk."

"I can't feel my body anymore." The young man asked with a tangled face. He has been sent here for a while, and he has slowly figured out some things. The first thing that can be determined is that he seems to have traveled through time again. In terms of memory, it seems that due to the impact of the memory left by the original owner of this body, and some other reasons, a considerable part of it has become very blurred.

But he can still remember where he came from, and most of the things. What troubles him is his name... No matter how much he thinks about it, he can think of a name. His surname is Li, and the original owner of this body is named Chad , is an ordinary soldier in the first-line camp of the abyssal battlefield in the underground world.

Of course, according to the remaining memory, even an ordinary soldier is a cutting-edge one in the second-line area. The cause of death is to cover the retreat of his teammates. The abyss monster exploded to death.

The memory belonging to Chad in the past few days is particularly clear, making him feel like he has experienced it himself, and he has felt a kind of egg pain so far. To be honest, the original owner of this body died several times in the battle a few hours ago. Surviving a near-death this time, if the last wave survives, it will be like the protagonist.

Unfortunately, he died at the last step.

As for how he knew it was a few hours ago, Chad checked the time when he retreated, and there was a watch in this operating room.

Except for Chad's memory, the rest is his own. What makes him a little depressed is that his memory can't handle an indigenous one. This is not the first time he has traveled. In a game world, there are such existences as players in that world.

It's just that he is not one of those players who don't seem to be from Earth. Although he learned from the information revealed by those "descendants" that those players come from a world with magic, what makes him sad so far is that he does not have a player template. It is similar to the existence of the aborigines in the game world.

This makes it unbearable for a "time traveler". Is there anything more unbearable than traveling to a game world without a game panel?

Helpless and helpless, the fact is like this, after struggling for a while, he can only accept this result. As a standard "traveler", he said that there are some things that the natives of other worlds can't match, customize strategies, study games In terms of equipment information, he has always done a good job.

He also found a lot of powerful partners in that game world, made a lot of friends from players who descended from another world, and got a lot of unique resources to become stronger, but no matter how he improved, he dared not try at all, that is like Like the descendant, there is no fear of death, and the descendant can re-enter the game after a period of time after death.

And he doesn't have a player template. If he dies, he may really be finished. What he is more worried about is that death is not finished, but a part of the game world that truly belongs to him. That's right... His thoughts are very clear , since the place he traveled to first was a game world, does he have an additional way to escape from that game world?

After all, no matter how well he develops in the game world, there is always a feeling that makes him uneasy. As an 'Earthling', he knows that a game has a lifespan. If the game's lifespan reaches the end and the game is closed, will he perish?

This kind of pressure has made him work hard all the time, make friends with descendants, and then after the relationship and intimacy have developed to a certain level, get rid of them and make some special attempts to take him out... What makes him feel at ease is the basis According to those who descended, the illusory world is a very realistic world.

Most of the magic or other sub-job knowledge learned in it can also be transformed into practical experience in reality, which is universal.

This information is very important to him!

It's just that he never expected that during an adventure in the illusory world, when he was exploring a relic with some other world 'anchors', he directly encountered an irresistible ancient monster, which triggered a special plot in the illusory world, and then ? Then there is no more.

Now that he thinks about it, he just wants to scold those anchors who are pitted against other worlds. What kind of information is accurate, and there must be huge gains in the exploration and development together. In the end, there is an intelligence error. The thing sealed there is not a monster, but an ancient monster. , After something has the prefix of those two characters, the forced style immediately becomes different.

Those pitfalls are better than the anchor can re-enter the game after death, what about him? If he died, he might really be finished. When he was swallowed by that ancient monster, he felt that his soul was about to melt. Maybe the lack of memory was partly the reason.

"That's normal, in case you can't help but scream." The doctor said calmly. The young man on the operating table was not completely dead. Fortunately, he survived, but the injuries on his body did not disappear, and he suddenly 'come back to life' Tossing about himself, he may die again at any time.

Therefore, this time the anesthesia did not affect the head, but only anesthetized his body, lest the soldier who survived tenaciously would not be able to wake up due to general anesthesia.

"Then I'm not missing an arm or a leg, am I?"

The doctor glanced at the young man: "You are lucky. When you were sent here, I took a look at your file, and you are the only one that is complete. If you have any questions, I will ask you after I am done."

The young man nodded and stared at the ceiling in a daze. He died in the illusory world and survived rarely. Compared with death, the problem of memory loss that may be caused by soul damage seems to be unimportant. After all If you die, you have nothing, and now it's fine... oh, it's not very good, but it's not dead.

What made him a little concerned was the memory about Chad. He felt something was wrong in the illusory world. The illusory world was filled with some modern elements, such as magic cars, magic guns and the like, except of course In addition to those things, there are magic, martial arts, and the power of other special systems.

Considering that it is a game world, it is not surprising that there are more elements, but in Chad's memory, this real world has developed excellent magic technology, and Chad is also a player who likes to play in the virtual world .

In other words, he really came out of the imaginary world, but the technology in this real world is a bit crooked. What about sword and magic? How is the background of magic and guns?