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Hua Jinran was some distance away from Zhan Hongling, so she couldn't hear their conversation. However, the flowers, plants and trees around her told her what they were talking about.

She doesn't have to get very close to know everything that happens within a certain range, as long as there is grass and trees nearby.

……

"Damn it, how could there be a third-level Swift Wind Leopard here? I checked before and found that this is the territory of the Mushroom Pigs. You guys leave first, I'll cover you."

Hua Jinran was holding a bunch of purple grapes in her hand. Each grape was round and had transparent water droplets on it. In the sunlight, they seemed to be glowing, which was very tempting, making people want to eat them in one bite.

I picked a grape and put it in my mouth. It was sweet and delicious, but it had seeds, so I had to spit them out.

Sitting on the tree trunk, looking at this picture:

"I don't know why, but I feel like there are more people outside the city recently, and the probability of running into people has also increased. Before, I could walk for a long time without meeting anyone, but now I have to change direction after walking one or two hundred meters to avoid running into people head-on. It's really strange."

With a thought, the weeds closest to the Shadow Leopard grew quietly and tripped it. The Shadow Leopard rolled several times before stopping, shook its dizzy head, and shook off the weeds from its head.

It’s a little hard to believe that it actually fell while hunting. How could it make such a simple mistake?

Shadow Panther: ???

Who am I? Where am I? What happened?

Although the person who was left behind was also very surprised, the moment of life and death did not allow him to be dazed. He took advantage of this opportunity to catch up with his teammates who were running away.

At such a critical moment, such a ridiculous thing as "I won't leave, I want to stay with you" will not happen.

Since they choose to stay behind, naturally their chances of survival are higher than others, and they are also the most capable. Others who stay behind are just throwing away their heads, and not only are they useless, they will also be a drag.

The adventurers hanging out outside the city are very "rational" and they trust their teammates.

If a teammate really dies accidentally, they will give his family sufficient compensation after his death. This is a must. Putting your head on the belt is not just for the sake of letting your family live a better life.

If the other members of the adventure team do not help take care of the family after death, the team will be on the verge of falling apart. We are not stupid and we all understand the principle of "the lips and the teeth are cold".

Such short-sighted guys are rare, or rather, they cannot survive among adventurers.

She ate another grape and spat out the seeds. She had seen a lot of dramas recently and felt that if she met a good person, she would save him.

Otherwise, there will be one less good guy, but there will still be as many bad guys.

The chance of encountering bad guys increases.

She doesn't like those who are selfish and harm their companions, and naturally doesn't want there to be more such people, so she will intervene a little.

Not much, just harassing the monster that is about to catch up with its prey, making the victim "fall down" and so on.

Occasionally, when I meet someone in desperate situation, if I’m in a good mood, I will help them a little.

For example, a hemostatic herb can be made to grow around a seriously injured person, or the fruits on a tree can be controlled to fall next to that person.

The man's name was Guyu, I heard from his previous "companions". Although they called him a companion, to an outsider like Hua Jinran, they did not regard Guyu as a companion at all, but as a bait.

Guyu is very young, I don’t know if he is an adult, but he has a melancholy temperament. He looks quite handsome, but his eyes are very sad, like the kind of advanced world-weary face.

After hunting the desired prey, he didn't care about the wounded Guyu at all and just left.

Leaving the seriously injured Guyu alone in the dangerous wilderness is to let him die.

Guyu's face and body were covered with scars, and red blood was flowing down, staining his clothes and pants red. In addition, the mud he had gotten from crawling around when he was luring the monster made him look very embarrassed.

After realizing that he was abandoned, he didn't say anything. He just slowly stood up and changed from lying on the ground to sitting against a tree.

His legs were covered with wounds and he couldn't walk, so he had to crawl over. The nearest tree was one meter away, and blood left trails on the ground.

There was more dirt on his body. The smell of blood on the battlefield where a battle had just taken place was too strong and would attract monsters.

Guyu's backpack had been lost in the previous battle, and he only had one set of clothes on his body.

With a calm expression, he bandaged the wound with a cleaner undershirt, holding the only weapon he had, a knife, and waited indifferently for the approaching monster.

The wounds were deep and shallow, and there were stones, dust and other things in them. He didn't have any clean water, so he just bandaged them hastily to make sure they didn't bleed.

He didn't want to die from excessive blood loss before dying at the hands of the monster.

Hua Jinran stared at Guyu curiously. She did not sense any anger or fear on his face. It seemed that he had expected to be abandoned.

In that case, why leave the city?

Isn't he afraid of death?

But looking at the way he was treating his wound, he didn't look like he didn't want to live.

When he escaped before, he ran as hard as he could and it seemed that he had a strong desire to survive.

But why are their actions so contradictory?

She couldn't understand Guyu.

Not wanting him to die for the time being, she drove away the monsters that wanted to approach her, grew hemostatic herbs near him, and discovered that there was a fruit tree on the tree a few meters away from him.

The controlled fruit tree shook and an apple fell down.

Attracted Guyu's attention.

This was not enough. With such crudely treated injuries, he would sooner or later develop a fever and infection. For Guyu, who had a lack of medical care and medicine, a fever was a precursor to death.

"Hemostatic grass? How can there be one in this place? I looked in this direction before, and it didn't seem to have any."

Guyu frowned, a little confused, but didn't care. As a dying man, was he afraid that someone would harm him? What did he have that was worth coveting?

He crawled over with difficulty. His legs had the most wounds. The monsters these people wanted to hunt lived in the soil and had extremely sharp claws. The soil was very soft in their hands and could be dug easily. It was very difficult to hunt them, and the price was high enough.

Many adventurers have thought of it.

In the end, many people gave up because hunting was very difficult.

Common hunting methods require a bait that is not stronger than it, not too slow, and requires quick reactions.

If you are not careful, it is easy to injure your legs and lose the ability to resist.

There are very few people like this, and if they fail to respond in time, they will be wasted.

There is also an uncommon way, which is to hire other adventurers. In this case, the harvest will be greatly reduced and the profit will be much less. It is not worth it, so it is better to complete other tasks.