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Ordering himself to calm down during the day, he quickly looked around, and then grabbed the floor lamp closest to him—this was the best weapon he could find so far.

By the way, are there no offensive weapons in the novice gift pack given by the system?

If he was given a knife or other self-defense weapon, he would not be so passive now.

The "resurrected" old man No. 5 seemed to have not yet gotten used to his body. He lowered his head stiffly and looked at his "hands" with those two big eyeballs that had been burnt so that his eyelids were lost.

——It was not so much a hand as an animal's paw, and he raised his leg stiffly and walked a few steps on the soft bed, but accidentally sprained his foot and fell heavily off the bed.

The other party's clumsy movements did not make Bai Tian let down his vigilance. On the contrary, when he saw No. 5 fall to the ground, he rushed up quickly and gave him a lamp facing his scorched black hairless head.

However, the effect was not good. The "old man" didn't seem to feel any pain. He stood up slowly as if unaffected, and tilted his head to look at the person who had just hit him on the head. Then, as if he had received some instructions, he became cloudy. There was a bloodthirsty light in his eyes.

The next moment, like those monsters in countless zombie movies, the "old man" rushed towards Baitian with his head covered, and Baitian quickly dodged aside. Fortunately, the other party seemed to move much slower than normal people.

During the day, he breathed a sigh of relief, circling around the bed like an eagle catching chicks, circling with each other in this room of more than ten square meters, but not long after, he frowned again, because he found that the "old man" was speeding up !

From being played around at the beginning to later, the "old man" can almost catch up with the speed of the day.

It became difficult during the day, and finally after narrowly dodging several attacks, the "old man" grabbed his forearm, and then he found that the other party was so strong that the scorched claws on his arm were as hard as steel bars .

During the day, he didn't know well, and while struggling, he frantically hit the paw with the desk lamp.

During this period, the old man's other paw also struck at his neck. During the day, he hurriedly turned sideways to avoid the vital point, but was still scratched to the abdomen, and a burning pain spread across the wound.

During the day, he endured the pain and continued to smash it. After countless times, the claw was actually broken by him!

The "old man" stopped for a while and immediately yelled, with a loud sound in his throat. It turned out that the monster didn't feel pain, but that it was very insensitive to pain.

The loss of one hand made the "old man" even more manic. During the day, he ran to the farthest place from him as soon as he got out of the restraint.

The current situation is very unfavorable for him. The fight just now took a lot of energy from him, and the wound on his abdomen was throbbing with pain. He didn't know how the injury was, but he could only be sure that the internal organs were not touched.

This monster's combat power is very strong, and it is absolutely impossible to face him head-on. Tiantian quickly came to this conclusion.

He went around to the other side of the bed and threw the sofa cover on it towards the "old man". His sight was blocked all of a sudden, but it did cause a lot of hindrance to the other party, allowing him to breathe for a while during the day.

After the "old man" tore up the sofa cover, he immediately threw the prepared quilt, the pillow after the quilt, and the bed sheet after the pillow, and found that he had nothing to throw away during the day.

The "old man" seemed to have seen this too, and he grinned ferociously, showing his white teeth, roaring like a beast, jumped onto the single bed between the two of them, and stretched out his scorched hair towards the day. claws.

It was the first time during the day that he felt that death was so close to him, and it was also the first time that he regretted that he didn't exercise properly, otherwise he might still have the strength to face such a monster.

However, until the last moment, he was unwilling to give up.

Tiantian lowered his body, rolled on the spot, passed under the bed and rolled to the other side of the bed, then quickly turned around and stabbed the "old man" in the head with the desk lamp with only one lamppost left in his hand.

I don't know whether to say whether his luck is good or bad, the lamppost with the thickness of a steel pipe just pierced into one of the other's eye sockets, which completely irritated the "old man".

He arched his body like a cat when facing the enemy, suddenly jumped up, and threw Bai Tian directly to the ground.

The strong burnt smell and the abnormal corpse smell in his nose made goose bumps appear on the skin that was exposed to the air during the day, and he seemed to be able to feel the breath of the other party spraying on his neck.

Are you going to die?

Ask yourself this during the day.

Do not!

He struggled vigorously, and found that what little energy he had left was rapidly draining.

Apart from trying to hold the monster's head to avoid the vital points, he had no extra strength to avoid such a close-range attack, and he didn't know how many places he was injured. He only felt severe pain all over his body.

I don't know how long it took to suddenly feel light on my body, followed by the monster's half-howled roar.

"You're finally here!" Bai Tian put his hands on his eyes with the last bit of strength, and rubbed them weakly.

"Sorry, I am late!"

Ye Zhao threw away the headless charred corpse with only the body in his hands, put away the saber, wiped his hand on the snow-white sheet that had been broken into more than a dozen pieces, and then carefully picked up Bai Tian from the ground.

After a thrilling battle just now, he was almost exhausted during the day. He leaned on Ye Zhao and tried not to let himself slip, and said with a smile: "I don't blame you, you must have rushed over the first time, the great prophet !"

Yes, Ye Zhao is the prophet!

Early in the day, he knew that Ye Zhao was definitely not a werewolf.

The matter started from the first day before entering the room, when Ye Zhao deliberately stopped him and talked about it.

The phrase "pay attention to safety" seems to be telling Bai Tian to be careful, but if you think about it carefully, you will find that this sentence is just nonsense.

According to the rules of the game, players with closed eyes can only be slaughtered by werewolves after dark, so what's the use of being careful?

So the phrase "pay attention to safety" actually contained a tentative meaning in it. Ye Zhao asked to pay attention to safety during the day because he felt that he might be in danger at night, so he tentatively asked if there would be danger during the day.

Like a pretty corny brain teaser.

Two people take the train, after passing through a tunnel, why the person with a clean face washed his face, but the person with a dirty face sitting opposite him did not.

During the day, he understood the meaning of his words, so he replied: "You too!"

Meaning yes, I might be in danger at night too.

Just two sentences made them sure that they were both in the good guy camp.

"Last night, I vaguely felt that there was someone beside the bed, and it was you, right?" Daytime slowed down, trying to catch his breath.

"That's right. I wasn't sure if you understood me at the time, so I went to examine you again at night." Ye Zhao brushed aside the sweaty hair on his forehead.

Leaning weakly on his shoulder during the day, he hummed unhappily when he doubted his IQ, and Ye Zhao laughed lowly when he saw this.

After confirming the two camps, Bai Tian can give 100% trust in his subsequent speech.

In the first day, Ye Zhao was "uncharacteristically" not angry, and even took the initiative to mention that the dead No. 1 could not be a prophet, and gave him and Qi Shuai a good person card.

In the eyes of other players who don't know the situation, this is nothing more than the stupid grouping behavior of their small group, but during the day, they understand that Ye Zhao is telling him in this way that he is a prophet!

The real prophet didn't have time to jump, and the false prophet No. 5 jumped out right after Ye Zhao, which was very unfavorable to the good camp in a simple werewolf killing board like the nine-player game.

In particular, what this false prophet said really seemed to be the case, and he gave gold water to No. 7, and asked for a ticket to No. 8 with rhythm, so he decided to jump against No. 5 immediately during the day, which put him in a situation where he was extremely vulnerable. Dangerous situation targeted by werewolves.

But at that time, he already planned to change the room at night during the day, and obviously, Ye Zhao also knew what he was thinking, so when he returned to the room that night, Ye Zhao said to him again: "Be careful!"

This "pay attention to safety" is completely different from the previous one. Both of them know that the system will not leave a way for players to escape so easily, and the danger involved may not be able to be tolerated by ordinary people.

Fortunately, Ye Zhao was confirmed to be a prophet during the day, so he knew that the latter would definitely come to him during the night inspection.

He had just been fighting with the monster, and he had been stalling for time, just to wait until Ye Zhao came over, but fortunately he waited.

"Hold on, I'll check the wound for you now." Seeing that he regained some strength during the day, Ye Zhao looked into his eyes and said.

Daytime nods.

The shirt on his body was torn several times, and it was stained with a lot of blood, so Ye Zhao simply took it off.

He was very thin and white during the day, which made the large and small wounds caused by the monster just now more obvious, as well as several bruises and abrasions that he hit somewhere, the most serious one was the scratch on his abdomen.

The wound was about [-] centimeters long and somewhat deep. The flesh was turned out, and the bloody wound looked hideous.

Ye Zhao's face was ugly: "The problem is not serious in other places. Here we have to deal with it. The hot weather is easy to cause inflammation. The only thing to be thankful for is that the liver was not injured, otherwise..."

Ye Zhao didn't continue talking, just found a clean sheet to clean up the area around the wound, then remembered something and said: "I remember the system gave you a healing tool?"

During the day, he took out the tube of [Chrysanthemum brand hemorrhoid ointment] from his trouser pocket: "It is said that it can instantly heal any small area of ​​trauma. I don't know if it will be useful for my wound."

Ye Zhao took the ointment and skillfully applied it on the hideous wound on his abdomen during the day, and finally there was a hint of a smile in his tone: "You are lucky."

During the day, I only felt a burst of coldness on my stomach, and the burning pain disappeared soon.

He looked down, and saw that the original wound had scabbed and healed, and even the scars were gradually disappearing. After a while, it returned to its original smoothness, and it was not at all obvious that it had been scratched by a monster and dripping blood.

During the day, he finally felt relieved. He didn't expect the unscrupulous props given by the system to be so easy to use. He will never complain about it and play hooligans again.

Ye Zhao treated several other minor injuries for him, and healed up quickly.

During the day, he felt that he had basically returned to normal except that he had no strength at the moment, but he just lost a lot of blood, and his face was slightly pale.

Ye Zhao took off his shirt and put it on him. During the day, he looked at his blood-stained and ripped clothes on the ground and did not refuse the other party's kindness.

"I'm leaving. There should be no more danger tonight. You can go back to your room and sleep for a while."

The time for the prophet to inspect people is also limited, Ye Zhao took one last look at him, turned and left.

I didn't want to stay in this messy room any longer during the day, so I went back to room 4 as softly as when I came here.

Not long after returning to the room, I heard a mechanical electronic female voice during the day: "Ding! Player No. 8 was killed by a werewolf last night. Please choose whether to use medicine or not?"